I was out hiking near my home one cool morning when I can across a cave. Never noticing it before, I decide to go exploring in the depths. The natural light faded quick with every step farther into the maw of the cave, so I pulled out my flashlight. Just as the beam cut the dank, darkness I noticed that I almost walked right into something hanging from the ceiling. It looked like some sort of thin, flesh colored rope, but it was shiny....moist looking, slimy or sticky to the touch. I started to reach forward for a feel of it when luckily a lizard scurrying by hit it first. The "rope" stuck to the reptile like glue and began to lift it up off the ground, wrapping it self around it's torso a couple times in the process. I followed the poor victim with my light beam as I rose, all the way up until my light caught a horrific sight. It was no rope, but rather some sort of trap like tongue that protruded out of a big fleshy mass connected to the cave ceiling. At the center of the mass was a large, mouth like opening, out of that slid a smaller stretchy mouth covered on the outside with tiny teeth, and coming out of this inner mouth was the trap tongue. The sticky tongue carried its new prey up to the inner mouth that quickly slurped up its bounty and retreated back into the outer maw. A short time later, a small skeleton was spat to the earth below, followed by an unwinding tongue. I panned the light around the room, there were several of the creatures there....all with tongues hanging low, waiting for careless prey to take in. Most were small enough to not pose a human any real danger, but the terrified, adrenaline fueled arousal that was washing through me put the twisted thought in my head, what if one of them WAS big enough for human prey.
 
After sitting and gathering my composer, I decided to experiment and looked for one small enough to take with me and grow. The ones with their traps set appeared to be immovable without destruction, but I noticed a few smaller ones that were crawling across the ceiling, looking for a permanent home. I plucked one off and stuffed it into my backpack and took off back the my house. Once home, I decided to let the creature perch itself in the attic, so I popped open the panel above my bedroom door and climbed up. I had never been up here before and found it to be pitch black and a little damp, perfect conditions I assumed. I found the support beam just over the opening to the floor below and I placed the creature there and held it firm until I was convinced that it latched itself in place and wasn't going anywhere. Over the next several days I made multiple trips up there to make a hole near the wall and place small bits of food for rodents or lizards to get to and hopefully become prey for my new growing pet.
 
Over the next few months I would check in on my new obsession about once a week to measure it's growth and make sure it's getting enough food. Luckily it seems that these creatures are used to going long stretches without needing to eat, so with the bountiful feasts that have been provided for mine, it was growing at an exponential rate. I began to introduce larger meals to help it grow, larger rats, rabbits and the like. In just a few short weeks, it was time.....
 
I decided that today was the day, the day I'd offer myself to this mindless feed machine. I took my time getting ready, savoring the building excitement, fear, and arousal that was growing in me. The brush of my hand against my freshly shaven legs while I pulled white stockings up to my thigh was nearly enough to make me explode in orgasmic bliss. I pulled on the other leg and made sure that the little pink bows at the tops were straight and symmetrical. Next, I slipped my black wet look mini skirt up my legs and over my shapely ass. No need for a thong today as I slipped into pink high heels. Finally I pulled myself into a tiny pink tube top. I wanted to look sexy for my pet, with plenty of flesh exposed for the tasting. I grabbed a bottle of alcohol and then used a broom handle to push up and over the panel above my door that leads to the attic. With a slimy slurp, the tongue slide its way down from the maw of the beast, it ended up just at chest level to me. I was frozen with fear whilst staring at it with deep anticipation. I popped the bottle and took a few strong hits to gain a little extra courage.
 
It was now or never, I took a deep breath and stepped forward. As the trap tongue brushed against my chest it immediately stuck to my top and exposed flesh on my collarbone, it tried to lift up but with the extra weight of a full grown adult, it instead lowered down more tongue to wrap around me for support. A thin stream of fluid flowed down he tongue dissolving the adhesive just slightly enough to allow the tongue to move across my body. It wrapped itself around my neck as well as around my torso just under my tube top. Now, with me firmly in-place, the fluid eventually thickened and became new adhesive. I felt a little pressure around my neck, and a snug pull at my chest as the tongue began to retract to it's fleshy home above. Slowly my feet left the floor and my fate was sealed. Slowly I reeled in, staring up into the darkness, faintly able to make out the outline of the maw that hungered for me. As I drew closer, my eyes adjusted, and there it was in plain view, stretching greedily towards my head, eagerly waiting it's bounty. Higher and higher I floated, now hovering higher off the ground than the top of my head where I normally stood, I felt the tongue loosen slightly and slide itself around my body once again, now with a coil wrapped around my waist. Thick strands of drool leaked down from the waiting doom above and left slimy trails across my hair, face, shoulders, and chest. I couldn't help myself, and caught the next off green strand in my mouth, it was putrid, thick like oysters, and a flavor that was like cum mixed with slightly rotted meat. I couldn't help but swallow it, shuddering at the sensation.
 
I felt a rush of warmth from the maw as in reached out and caressed the top of my scalp. Saliva coated my hair as it began stretching itself around my head. The little teeth scrapped my skin a little as the fleshy cocoon began sliding down over my face, from this point on there was total darkness. I came for the first time as my head was completely engulfed and the mouth began to try to stretch far enough out to accommodated my shoulders. To my surprise, it didn't take long at all to accomplish this, the slimy flesh of the inner mouth moved down my chest, over my now soaked pink top and across my flat, toned stomach.....I came again. Now it got to the edge of my skirt, the top of my shapely hips, thick firm ass, and juicy thighs...again it made its way down with ease. My calves, covered in slick, slime soaked stocking slid up into the fleshy tomb, I let my shoes fall to the floor below as my feet joined me inside. I was completely engulfed by the beast, the tongue was gone and I sat inside the fleshy sack where I would become nothing more than food for this mindless, soulless, emotionless killing machine. The digestion chamber was a little cramped, my knees were now up to my chest and my hand wrapped around my legs, caressing the soft and slick stockings. The walls of the chamber began spewing out more of that thick goo, quickly drenching my body and filling up most of the chamber around me. I came for the last time before a sensation hit me....and it was all over. The barnacles digest quickly, their juices can strip a skeleton clean within minutes of consumption...the meat stored as completely cleaned bones are expelled to the floor below. The sensation that hit my body was neither pain nor pleasure, it wasn't describable....just a rush of feeling that was quickly blanked out by instant death as my body was separated flesh from bone. Over the next several minutes plops and rattles could be heard as white, slime covered bone was expelled to the ground below in a macabre heap. There they sat, waiting for discovery by some poor fool, too busy looking down to see the oblivion above.