It felt like a nightmare the whole time. Ever since you made it out of that village full of sociopaths alive, you had been stalked relentlessly by a woman with blonde hair and what looked like a black priest outfit. Sometimes she appeared out of the corner of your eye, and other times she simply eyed you from a distance where she thought you wouldn't see her. You caught her every time she tried. Every. Single. Time. Eventually, you were captured and literally crucified by a group of lunatics that were clearly not part of the cult back at the village. A few seconds later, you passed out. When you woke up, you saw the same woman who was stalking you using an ax to chop down the cross. You fell backwards, still nailed to the closs. When you landed, it felt as if you had broke your skull open from the impact. Your vision was beginning to fade again, but the last thing you saw was the woman pulling the nails that kept you on the cross out of your hands and saying "You poor thing. God must really hate you.". When you woke up, it looked like you were in a room with no doors and one window. When you looked around, you were bound to a cross again, but with no nails embedded in your hands, but with your feet and hands bound to the arms and stake of the cross. The woman was standing in front of you, holding a platter with what looked like scrambled eggs on it. She had already cut off a small chunk of it and was trying to forcefeed it to you. You tried yo close your mouth, only to your horror that it was propped open. When she put it in your mouth, you found that it was prechewed, but you swallowed it anyway, not wanting to piss her off. She made you eat it all.
 
She kept you here, feeding you scrambled eggs for what seemed like two days straight. At one point, you heard footsteps as if they were coming from multiple people. She seemed to get a panicked look on her face before bashing you over the head with a baseball bat, knocking you right out. When you woke up, you were still in the same room and in the same predicament, but this time she was trying to have you drink a fluid that looked like blood. When you drank it, it tasted like regular water, but it felt like milk going down your throat. A second later, you began to shrink. Clothes and all. Once you stopped shrinking, she picked you up before you could run away. She then pressed her thumb down on your head, with the resulting pressure in your cranium causing you to black out. When you woke up, you saw her. This time, she was holding your shrunken form in her hand, and she was completely nude. She visibly grins and says "You don't understand yet, do you? God doesn't love you. Not like I do.". The realization of what she was about to do to you hit you all too late when she brought you close to her 'lady parts'. Close enough to the point where they filled your entire field of vision if you looked forwards. Before you could say anything, she shoved you in head-first. You could still breathe, and the temperature was only 98 degrees Fahrenheit, but it felt so much more than that due to your small size. She was using you as a sex toy, pushing you in and dragging you back out repeatedly. Whenever she dragged you out, she somehow kept your head inside. She repeated this cycle for about twenty minutes before she climaxed. When she did, your head was pressed up against the hole of the cervix, and as a result, the rush of fluids almost blinded you. The discharge went up your nose, creating the impression as if you were drowning in the stuff. She pulled you out, and you were clearly drenched from head to toe in vaginal fluids, and it felt as if some of it was being absorbed into your skin. She then brought you up to her face, and you could see that she had a psychotic, aroused, proud smile plastered on her face. She licked off some of the vaginal fluids on her other hand, and a thick string of saliva was visible before breaking. She then pressed her fingers into your face, causing you to not only be drenched in vaginal fluids, but in saliva as well. You vision was blurry, but you could see that she opene her mouth. You could faintly make out the outlines of most of her teeth, her tongue, and the back of her throat. You wanted to scream, but the combonation of the time spent inside her vaginal canal and her tight grip on your form had temporarily robbed you of breath. Once she laid you on her tongue, let you go and closed her mouth, you managed to inhale sharply, but you still couldn't scream. She was sloshing you around with her tongue causing you to hit your head on her pearl-white teeth a couple of times. After what felt like an hour of sloshing, she swallowed you. Her internal heat seemed to skyrocket as you descended, and it seemed to get warmer as you got closer to her heart. Once you passed the heart and entered her stomach, you let out a scream due to the sheer heat around her heart. The acids didn't seem to be working yet, but the scars on your legs began to sting on contact with the acids. You felt vibrations, and you could tell that she had sat down on a chair and pressed her hand on her stomach. The only things you could hear were her heartbeat, and intestinal gurgles that seemed to penetrate your ears. You could still breathe, but you were growing tired, most likely due to the stress of the events that happened. You slumped down against one of the walls of her stomach, with the sounds of her insides lulling you to sleep. You hope that all of this is just a dream...