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Amber couldn't believe what she was seeing. In five minutes, her girlfriend Samantha and best friend Jessica were swallowed alive by a snake woman. Deep within the scaly bowels, they struggled to escape while the gut gurgled from caustic acids. Cries of pain and terror echoed throughout the game room, ringing in Amber's ears, but the snake woman was left unmoved.

Even now, she was devouring Terry, gulping him down with lethargic ease. The foxboy grimaced as he sank past the toothy maw, his hands clawing at the throat muscles. From his tail to his muzzle, Terry was drenched in sticky saliva, his eyes wide with fear.

"A-Amber? Help me, help me please!?" shouted Terry. A forked tongue slipped past Terry's face and rolled across it, savoring his flavor. It was like the foxboy was candy to the Scaly Brood, a tasty treat to be enjoyed then forgotten.

Deep in her heart, Amber wanted to save her friend. There was nothing more she wanted to do. No one deserved to be food. However, the snake woman held Amber within her tail, clenching the squirrel tight. There was no doubt in Amber's mind that this tail could snap her spine if the snake woman tried. If Amber wanted to save everyone, she had to save herself first.

Desperately, Amber searched the room. Surely something here could break her free? Perhaps a checkerboard? No, the snake woman wasn't in the mood for games. Maybe the Twister pad? No, even if Amber threw it as a distraction, the snake woman could just squeeze her tight. A game of Spin the Bottle?

"Yes, that's it!" thought Amber. Sweet relief washed over the squirrel's face. "If I knock her over the head with the bottle, we can be free!"

While the snake woman slurped Terry's head like a jawbreaker, Amber reached for the bottle. It took some wiggling, but she managed to free an arm and stretch out. After throwing her whole weight against the scaly tail, Amber got close and snatched the bottle from the floor.

To the squirrel's surprise, the bottle was still full. Judging by its scent, it was strawberry wine straight from Skyles, and a potent one at that. It sloshed noisily with liquid, and if the poor spelling meant anything, then the brewer got drunk off his own supply.

"I hate to waste a good drink, but if I don't hurry, I'll be next! Then who will save us?" thought Amber. She gripped the wine bottle tightly and prayed to the heavens. "Please forgive me, Onir, for the sin I'm about to commit! May this bottle fly straight and true!"

The squirrel tensed her muscles and steeled her nerves, ready to hurl the wine at the Scaly Brood. By now, the snake woman had finished swallowing Terry, who made an obscenely large bulge in the throat. With their face pressed underneath the scales, the foxboy cried for mercy while gross stretching sounds came from the throat muscles. It was like a rubber band was stretched past its breaking point, yet resisted the urge to snap.

Gluuuuuurk gluuuuuurk riiiiiiiiiiiilllll sluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrkk...

Before Amber could throw the bottle, however, she tapped it against the snake woman's tail. This made a sharp clinking sound, which roused the snake woman's attention. Twisting her head around, the snake woman looked at Amber.

"Hm? What's going on?" said Belinda. She blinked a few times and rubbed the sand from her eyes. "Mmm, strange! This isn't an alleyway. Where am I really?"

Amber instantly froze still. Dammit, and when she was so close to freedom too! She couldn't hit the Scaly Brood now, she'd totally see it coming! Amber almost preferred digestion to being crushed to death.

"Uh, uh." The squirrel girl forced a smile onto her face. Sweat poured from her brow and her breathing grew quick. "Uh, welcome to my house, neighbor! Ehehehe! Sorry for disturbing you, I just wanted to... to..."

Amber glanced at the strawberry wine. A crazy idea popped into her head, and with mortal terror pounding through her veins, the squirrel girl took a chance.

"To... share a friendly drink with you! Yeah!" Amber held out the strawberry wine, chuckling nervously. It sloshed noisily again, the rich liquor licking the insides of the glass. "When, when I found you sleeping in my game room, I just had to learn all about you! Maybe you aren't a proper guest, but whoever you are, I can just tell you're full of wisdom and stuff. Also my friends."

Belinda stared at Amber. Her gaze was long and hard, and with razor sharp pupils, the snake woman looked like a primeval predator. If Belinda noticed Terry's squirms as he descended her throat, she gave no indication of it. Amber's heart ached in her chest, and she waited for the end, whether it consisted of a toothy maw and damp darkness, or a flash of bone-breaking agony.

Five minutes later, Amber couldn't believe she was still alive.

"BRRUURP! Then I says to him, I says, 'That's not a walrus, that's my mother!'" said Belinda, breaking out into hysterical laughter. "Shahahaha! Can you believe that? What an idiot, am I right?"

"Y-yeah. Hilarious..." said Amber, her voice soft and meek.

To the squirrel's shock, it took no convincing at all to share a drink with Belinda. The snake woman had a taste for alcohol and adored every drop of the strawberry wine. While Amber sipped from a shot glass, Belinda took huge swigs of the drink, draining the bottle like a boozehound. The snake woman's face was redder than usual and flowers danced in her vision, singing of golden summers in the strawberry fields.

Unfortunately, this did nothing to comfort Samantha, Jessica, and Terry, who were still trapped in Belinda's glutted gut. The scaly stomach rested on the floor, bigger than a boulder and thrice as frothy. Their struggles grew weaker by the second and the churn of digestion grew louder. It was pitch dark in the stomach as acid oozed from its red walls and the heat grew oppressive.

"Help... us..." groaned Samantha, who felt terribly nude after her clothes dissolved away. Jessica threw herself against the stomach walls, creating bulges. "Amber... where are you...?"

Tears rolled down Amber's face and she fought the urge to sob. She wanted to save everyone, she really did! But even drunk as a skunk, Belinda was too powerful. The squirrel tried convincing her to spit them out, but Belinda was too sloshed to listen.

"Cannot you please... let them out?" asked Amber. Belinda's tail was wrapped around her waist, a constant reminder of the Scaly Brood's might. Who knows, maybe once Belinda was done drinking, she'd swallow Amber in a drunken haze too? "I'll do anything, please!"

"Hic!" said Belinda. Her head felt heavy and her mind fuzzy. "What'cha talking about, Amy?"

"Its Amber! My name is Amber!" The squirrel tightened her fists into balls, looking at Belinda in desperation. "And I mean my friends! You ate them! Please spit them out!"

Belinda blinked one eye after the other. She concentrated hard on her new friend's words, because they were clearly important. Why else would Amy be crying and shouting and causing such a ruckus?

"... oh!" Belinda slapped her giant gut, making it jiggle like jello. Samantha and her friends bounced from wall-to-wall, carried by waves of frothy acid like toy ships in a bathtub. "You mean those vermin I ate? They were a tasty breakfast! Were they... were they your pets? Awful sworry about that! I'll get you new ones, they'll be mush in a minute!"

The snake woman chuckled to herself, then took another swig of booze. While Belinda drowned in alcohol, Amber stared at the swollen stomach. To think, all that separated her from a gastric fate was a thin layer of golden scales. If she hadn't used her wits, Amber could be sloshing around with everyone else, packed tight like sardines as they melted into nutritious meat. Shivers went down Amber's spine at the thought, and she listened to ghoulish gurgles and the pleas of her friends, waiting for a rescue that would never come.

"Samantha, everyone... I'm sorry," said Amber. The squirrel girl sniffled as despair seized her heart. "I failed you..."

Gloop gloop glorp slorp blort chuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrn...

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Not gonna lie, I feel like this part of the story is the weakest. It just feels... stilted and artificial, I suppose? So much attention is given to Amber, who is stuck to her thoughts and actions, without enough dialogue to let the scene breath. What do you guys think?

I don't believe it came up before, and between Amber, Belinda, and all the vore, its not really relevant to the plot, but Terry is a trans man. He came out about two years ago, a few months before he met Jessica. Terry has been friends with Samantha since childhood, and he was the one who introduced her to Amber.

Normally I don't want to draw attention to the fact someone is trans unless it is relevant to their actions, personality or the story, but since Terry clearly has breasts on the last comic page, I felt it prudent to mention it now. That way, any confusion is cleared up.

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This comic was drawn by the skilled and benevolent verybatty. While I wrote the above story, VeryBatty deserves all the credit when it comes to bringing this idea to life. Please check out their Eka's page & Twitter if you haven't already, they deserve all the love and support. You can find the links to both here:
https://aryion.com/g4/user/VeryBatty
https://twitter.com/VeryBatty

Amber (the Squirrel) and Samantha (the Rat) belong to my anonymous friend.

Belinda, Jessica (the Rabbit) and Terry (the Fox) belong to me.

Comments

Posted by kernac 3 years ago Report

Very nice~!