Assisted Sucide
 
"What's the point in living. All you do everyday and all day is work and barly get by." You looked over the edge of the buildings roof you were currently on top of. "It isn't worth it, I should just end it all and hope there's a heaven". Wait didn't the bible say that people who kill themselves go to Hell, you hesitate at the thought of that and continue to look over the edge at cars and people passing by. You get interrupted by an obnoxious laugh behind you. You turn around and see the last person you wanted to see at that moment. Your co-worker Rachel just walked through the door entrance to the roof talking loudly on her phone laughing at something that probably isn't funny. You've hated Rachel ever since you started at this office job, not because she was your boss but because she had everything handed to her. She was the classic kind of chick that would just use her looks to get by and it worked. She obviously didn't have any smarts, or a hard working mentality, she was just silver spooned fed to the top because she managed to hitch the brother of the CEO of the company and got the job over you (who had been working for 6 years straight to try and get the position). That's part of the reason why you came up to the tenth floor on your break because you were just tired, tired of it all.
 
Rachel "hahahehe, Darek your such a charmer..., Ya, mhmm, ya I'm on the roof right now, Okay see you in a few, kisses mwa, mwa." (beep). "ahhhhh, he's so annoying, I've only been with him for a month and I already wanna kill him." As she lets out her minor frustrations you just keep staring over the edge eavesdropping on her because why not, its not gonna matter in a few seconds anyways. Rachel "Hey what are you doing?". You don't even bother looking over and answering just continuing to stare at the busy street. Rachel "Hey are... you gonna jump?". You finally look up from the busy street and look at the busty brunet who you actually would think was pretty hot if it wasn't for you hating her guts. "Why do you care, go back and suckle on your Hubbies pocket". Rachel seemed taken aback at first but then lets out a long sigh seeming not to care about your situation. Rachel "Now I can't let that comment go, who are you exactly?". You clench your fists at that remark. You worked 6 years, 6 LONG years and this bitch who snatched away your position doesn't even know your name. You relax realizing it won't even process in this chicks skull if you went off on her right now. "My name doesn't matter, nothing matters, I don't matter" You take an inch step forward tetter tottering on the edge, a gust of wind could blow you over. Rachel "uhhhh, okay? Your gonna like, kill yourself or something right?" You don't even bother answering her, you once again look over the edge and a flashback of all your memories wash over you all the way back to when you wrestled your dad with your brothers in the living room to you sitting like a zombie 9 to 5 everyday for the past 6 years, and you close your eyes and lean forward. Expecting to start falling and feeling the wind lash out on your cheeks, your surprised when you feel a tug on the bag of your shirt stopping you. Rachel "Hey now don't get hasty". She pulls the back of your dress shirt and you land on your butt. Shaken up from the mentality you just went through of actually getting the courage to jump, you look up at her like a deer in the headlights. Rachel "If you really wanna kill yourself that bad you should've just asked me". You clench your fists, about ready to punch this chick until she throws something at you, landing in your lap. Rachel "Drink that". You pick up the jar of clear fluid that looked just like water to you. "And what the hell is a jar of water gonna do to help me". Rachel let out an agitated sigh and undid the cork on the jar and pushed it up to your lips. Rachel "Can you like hurry up, my manicure if in 20 minutes and I can't miss it". Practically forcing the jar in your mouth you started to swig it down, not like it mattered anyways. After drinking the entire jar of strange fluid that tasted like, Honey? You didn't feel any different except you weren't as thirsty anymore. "Thanks now I can die hydrated". You felt a buzzing headache suddenly hit your skull making you see double. You heaved over grabbing your skull trying to ease the excruciating pain throbbing in his skull. You blacked out moments later just being glad that the pain finally stopped.
 
You wake up in a dark place that smells strongly of makeup products. You try and move around pushing your hands out against a leathery surface that seems entombed around you. You freak out a bit being claustrophobic thinking on your recent events before you passed out. That's when you remember downing that entire jar of that strange fluid Rachel gave you. "That Bitch, what'd she do". Your brain immediately went to scenarios of her being a serial killer, or her being a slave trader which you admit was quite ridiculous. As you thought these things your hands felt there way up to your 'ceiling'. "is that... a zipper". You suddenly get blinded by light as the zipper came undone. After a couple of seconds of your eyes adjusting, you look up and see... what... no, that's not. A giant face was staring directly at you looking amused. Not just any giant face, that's Rachels. Rachel "ooo so you finally woke up". You stare in disbelieve at what your seeing. Its not possiable, how. Rachel "Ya sooo, your probably like really confused so let me sum it up for you. You see I got this new serum stuff my Hubby gave me that the company just produced. I don't really know what it does but he told me to find someone to test it on. It's supposed to be like magic or something." You watch as she keeps talking truly realizing how much bigger she was than you, you must be like 6 inches tall. Rachel "And so when I saw you standing on the edge it was perfect, I was surprise that you drunk it so easily, but hey I'm not complaining." You finally manage to speak after processing what she just said. "Where am I". Rachel "O I shoved you in my purse after you shrunk so small". "What? why?" Rachel "Well my hubby told me that if anything went wrong then to get rid of the evidence". "What? What do you mean get rid of the evidence". Rachel "Well duh, I have to get rid of you". "You mean kill me?". Rachel "well ya, how dumb are you do I have to spell it out for you". You flinched receiving an insult from this moron was something you didn't want right now. "What! No, you can't". Rachel grimaced looking at you like as if you were an annoyance to her, which you were. Rachel "I thought you wanted to die, what the difference your gonna die anyways". You grit your teeth while looking up at this stupid idiot. "theres a difference between going out on your own and having someone kill you, one is intentional the other is not". Rachel "Pfft. Whatever". Wanting to just get this over with you sigh and scratch your head. "Okay, just make it quick okay, I wanna get this over with". That's when you hear a growl come from her midsection. Rachel "Yaaaa�c about that". Not really liking where this is going you look up and watch as she pulls you out of the purse. "Hey what are you doing!". You get pulled up all the way to her face letting you take in the full beauty of her face, while subiltaniously trying to sneak a glance or two at her cleavage. Rachel "well you see I kinda missed lunch thanks to you and I don't really have time to go out soooo...". You look at her in horror realizing what she was suggesting. "You don't mean... eating me right?" You watch as she bites her lip and stares at you like a child would at a piece of candy. Rachel "There you go your picking up what I'm saying, now I won't need to explain it". You feel the hand holding you move closer to her mouth giving you the scent of her minty breath. "HEY WAIT, I DONT WANT TO BE EATEN". Rachel stops at the last second before your head entered her mouth pulling you back. Rachel "ooo your worried about being chewed, don't worry I pretty much have no gag reflex at this point, I could probably get you down whole". Her hand starts bringing you back up into her cavern. "NO THATS NOT WHAT I..MMMPPFF". Your head entered her mouth instantly covering your head in sticky salivia. Rachel "mmmmmm, nok mad (not bad)". You kick your legs outside of her lips hoping to get some momentum of some sort to try and get out of this. Kinda funny you thought as her tounge swirled around your face for the fourth time, not to long ago you'd do anything to end your life now you'd do just about anything to save it. You feel her hand let go of you waste and wrap around your struggling legs to keep them still. Rachel "Stom Smugglin (Stop struggling)". She pushes your head in until it hit the back of her throat. With your face fully submerged in a pool of salavia that's been gathering in the back of her throat ever since shes put you in all you could do is hold your breath and try and struggle which was extreamly difficult with her toung probing every inch of your upper body and your legs being held by her hand. Deciding that shes had enough of tasting Rachel tilts her head back and let out a powerful
"GULP"
You feel that muscles around you tense suddenly making you panic. Shes actually gonna do it, shes gonna...
Your head suddenly feels like it entered the end to a chinease loop toy except it was wet, warm, and a lot tighter. You have access to no air as your head continues to be squeezed on all sides by her powerful throat muscles.
"GULP"
You feel as your upper torso managed to stretch her throat wide enough for passage. After that you knew she could swallow you down. Now in full panic mode you try and shake or do anything but not being able to do a thing.
"GULP"
You feel as your feet enter her mouth leaving no traces of you outside except for the enourmous bulge you were creating in her throat.
"GULP"
now more than half way down her throat you know its useless and stop your struggling. What ever you did obviously wasn't gonna stop this crazt bitch from stopping.
"GULP"
With your struggling ceased swallowing you down was simple as you feet become the last bulge traveling down Rachels throat.
Rachel "ahhhh, wish you went down smoother but you tasted half BURRRRRPPP uhh... decent".
 
Now curled up in the stomach you try and breath only to find that the environment you were in currently was toxic and no human was ever meant to be in here. It literally burned your throat to breath in the puke smelling air. It didn't help that the acids also burned like hell. pushing out against her belly trying to do anything to get out but only ended up giving her some minor pleasure from your movements and some gas.
 
Rachel "BUUUURRRRRPPPPP, whew calm down in there". She rubbed her slightly distended belly making her look like she was 5 months pregnant. Rachel "I didn't know I could hold this much in my belly, it actually kinda hurts a BURP bit". In her belly her constant burping has made your air supply run low and make you light headed from the lack of oxygen you were receiving. "Let me Gasp, out". Without any air left you passed out pushing against her belly. Rachel was already over her recent meal and was sitting on the couch on her iPhone on twitter looking at her recent feeds and comments while giving soft burps now and then, not noticing the lack of movement in her belly. After a couple of hours on her phone she totally forgot about you and headed to bed.
 
Scat
Rachel woke up to sunlight pouring in from her curtains. She lazily grabbed her phone from her nightstand and looked at the time. It was 9:45 in the morning and she was supposed to be at her job at 8:30. She didn't really care though because she wouldn't lose her job because of her husband. She got up to start her morning routine of a 30 minute shower, 30 minutes of makeup, and 30 minutes of her doing her hair like she always did everyday. As she sat up some pressure got turned about and pushed against her backdoor. PBBRRRRTT. Rachel "Uggh, that's so nasty" She held a hand up to her nose getting a whiff of your remains. Rachel "awww this one is gonna be a big one". She lazily gets up from bed and starts walking to the bathroom. Unknownest to her she had a little bit extra cushioning when she sat up from bed today and will have some when she sits down to use the toilet. PRRBT. As another death smelling fart sneaks between her cheeks she lifts up her toilet lid and pulls down her PJs and panties. As she sits down, Without making a noise she rests her head on her hands and her elbows on her knees with her eyelids half open. PRRRBBBBTT. An echoey fart signaled the start to her dump. A girthy turd spread her anus as it snaked past plopping into the toilet below. This dumb having the consintency of most of her dumbs and being about just as long she thought nothing of it as another turd reached her exit causing her to squint her eyes a little actually putting some effort into this log unlike the other. PRRBBT. Signaled the end to her dump. She reached over and grabbed a wad of toilet paper and wiped herself, surprised to find that her dump left her relatively clean. With another wipe she flushed the toilet disposing of the last remains of your body that didn't end up on her.
 
Ya sorry about the mis-spellings and weird conversations in this story, but I just didn't feel like going back and refixing errors so enjoy what I managed to scrap together.