Some Gale again, I like drawing her. Also got some story/dialogue by  hibbyjibby

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The roar of the music blaring through the speakers, the fervid and excited screams of the fans that adoringly watched their favorite band on the raised stage before them. These two cacophonies of sound mixed together into an even louder orchestra and, rather unintentionally, created a perfect audible distraction from what was going on just backstage; away from prying eyes but all too immersed in the music.

The young fan Claire had decided now was as good a time as any in her life to see what she considered her favorite band, Mightyer Yena, and had even decided to splurge just a bit more this time, buying the tickets that granted her backstage access to view the group she so greatly loved and respected. "After all", Claire thought to herself, "I've just turned eighteen, and I figure I deserve a little treat for myself! I hope these guys like my outfit... A-And did I do my hair just right?" fidgeting in place as she tugged at her black t-shirt and fussed a bit with her medium-length straight black hair, her blunt bangs hiding the worry and anxiety otherwise obviously plastered on her forehead at meeting what were basically her idols. A young girl needs someone to fawn over, right?

However, as the music kept playing and playing for the roaring, adoring audience, Claire suddenly felt a firm hand being placed upon her shoulder, an ominous shadow creeping up and over her. She swore she heard someone sloppily lick their lips, and without even an introduction to who this strange behind Claire was, she felt her figure being near effortlessly being hoisted above and into the air, very quickly feeling a disgustingly warm and moist feeling clamp down around her. "W-WHAT THE HELL?!", Claire tried to shout out as she was pulled deeper into what she thought was a gaping maw, this wide mouth already wrapping around her head, shoulders, passing over her breasts and soon enough further down her body. She even thought she felt what was a wet tonge flick over and around her body, particularly her chest, and struggle as best she could, her frame was just too easy to handle and control for whoever was doing their damndest to eat her.

Within an instant, Claire was sucked in, slurped up and fully consumed, effectively being swallowed in one loooong gulp.

Even for a girl of her average size, it was fairly cramped inside what she could only assume was a stomach. Wasting no time, even if she was hunched over and forced to curl up, she tried her best to push, pull, struggle and squirm and find a way out if she could, using her hands to push out from where she resided, kicking up the stomach's juices and eliciting numerous gurgles and churns with her actions. Suddenly, she heard a burp, a strangely quiet and mannered one, before hearing just who or what had consumed her. It was a high pitched voice, feminine and most certainly a woman's. "Hoo hoo, sorry there girlie! But, I saw you had those tickets to meet the band and, let's just say I felt it was worth being a little selfish this time and, just take them from yah along with a little snack. A little treat for myself, you might say. Besides, you won't need them where you're going...~"

This thought horrified Claire, her movements only growing more violent and panicked, as this strange woman continued to talk. "Speaking of where you're going, I am kinda curious. You more of a boobs or butt kinda girl? Well, like with those other fans, guess we're gonna find out preeeetty soon!". The mocking tone irritated and frightened Claire, shouting back with "Let me out, th-this isn't fair! I-nmmph!", feeling her face being forced into what could only be described as a warm wall of meat. If she cried out for help, it'd only be drowned out by the 'glorps' and sloshing from her squirming, which in turn would be drowned out by the music that was soon to hit a crescendo. Her devourer, whoever she was, only had to lean back, and enjoy the show; both of them, even. But for Claire, she had to work, and fast, if she wanted to be eighteen for longer than just half of the day now, rather than being atleast eighteen new pounds on whoever had consumed her.

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