And just like that, the only sounds echoing in the room being that of muffled girlish shrieks and hearty, deep gulps, were three blonde and shapely girls hoisted effortlessly into the air, and swallowed head-first into the tightly constricting rubbery confines that awaited them below. Gravity did much of the work, with powerful throat muscles doing the rest to pull them deeper as they slowly descended into dark, shiny, glossy guts below. They kicked and thrashed about with their legs, tossed and turned about all they could, but it merely caused the latex creatures that had gulped them down to lick their lips and utter ecstasy-dripped “Ahh~!” from each, enjoying the tingling sensations going down their throats, none of the girls being able to firmly grip the slippery and smooth walls surrounding them.

A few more hectic seconds passed, and each girl found themselves winding up at their inevitable destinations; the small, constricted stomachs of these ‘statues’. To even fit within such cramped walls, each girl was forced to curl up and expose their backsides, squeaking and rubbing against the surfaces tightly enveloping them. These ‘creatures’ resembled Ankha the cat, Shantae the half-genie, and Prinze Heinrich of the Iron Blood, but lacking any arms and having sizeable busts and hips, not to mention the obvious fact they were each made of latex and situated atop a circular platform base. The girls had noticed these facts prior to being unceremoniously crammed into them, but it escaped them as to why they resembled these characters. Shortly, they’d figure out why exactly.

The first of the three girls swallowed whole was Nanako, the rambunctious member of the trio who’d gotten them into this humiliating, curled-up situation they’d found themselves in. It was difficult for any of them to speak, each girl buried beneath a layer of thick latex coating each as well as a pair of heavy, outright gargantuan breasts firmly pressing into their faces, but this did little to quell Nanako’s attempts at complaining. “Mina, you little rubber gremlin, wh-what the hell’re these things?!”, she shouted angrily, squirming and violently thrashing about inside her rubbery cocoon, hell bent on simply ripping her way to freedom from her Ankha-shaped prison. She continued, stating “Find a way to get us outta here before we get gurgled into becoming latex! I don’t get eaten, I do the eating!. Besides, these huge tits’re messing up my hair, so use that intellect of yours, a-and fast!”, the annoyance in her voice turning into fear as she continued to try whatever came to mind to help her escape, albeit finding it difficult to do much with her gargantuan bust and shapely body curling up in such a powerless, helpless, and humiliating manner, to say nothing of the smooth, second-skin texture the latex entrapping her did to any attempts at getting a firm grip.

Mina, the intelligently gifted yet ‘vertically challenged’ member of the trio, viewed their predicament a little differently. Namely, she actually enjoyed being fully enveloped in latex, having it hug every generous proportion on her short body. Of course, she was fully aware that she and her friends had just been consumed by some strange latex creatures and were currently bulging quite prominently from their midsections, but she reasoned this was no excuse to not atleast try and enjoy this. She responded to Nanako, claiming “I-It’s not my fault we got swallowed up, Nanako! You shouldn’t have messed with mother’s creations!”. As she spoke, Mina tossed and turned, intentionally burying herself deeper underneath her Shantae statue’s bustline, before continuing. “Th-Though I admit I’m enjoying this quite a lot, so escaping from a latex prison is a bit low on my priorities…~”. Nanako heard Mina utter a pleasured sigh, rolling her eyes at Mina’s lewd acts. “You might be getting off to this stuff, but I won’t! Uh, probably. Now quit rubbing yourself all over, and start figuring out how to get us out!"

And lastly was Gal, the tall but gentle big-girl of the trio who’d been swept up in this mess alongside her friends, though perhaps “gulped down into a gut” was a more literal way to frame things. Though usually soft-spoken, she piped up and said “M-Mina, every time I walk into your house, we’re always being stuffed into latex or something skin tight and shiny, b-but this is the strangest bondage yet!”. As she dangled from the busty frontside of her latex-clad Prinz Heinrich prison, she shifted in her curled-up position, knees pushing into her generous bust size as she wiggled her hips in an attempt to be comfortable in her current situation, nearly toppling over her glossy confines as she did so. But it did little to improve her chances of escape, the ‘statue’ gleefully holding firm as Gal continued, saying “This time we’re not going to wear something shiny; I think these things consider us food!”.

She wasn’t entirely wrong, but these weird rubber creatures, inventions, whatever they really were, didn’t just consider these curvy girls as food; they considered the girls to almost be sport. Playthings to do what you want with. And as each girl squirmed, grunted, squealed, and tried their best to escape the tight latex that vacuum-sealed each of them inside, they’d find out these were more than just an unusual version of Mimics created by Mina’s mother. After all, what happens to “food” in the stomach, stretchy and shiny or otherwise?

It gets churned up. Mulched into nourishment. Digested. The rumbling in each stomach slowly began to grow from a dull, monotonous tone into a squishy, bubbling broth of sorts as the rubbery ‘stomach’ walls began to pick up with the sounds, contracting and constricting in rhythm with them. “Uhm, girls?” Mina piped up, trying to speak over the growing cacophony rising in each gut the girls were in. “I-I’m not exactly sure why my mother put in this feature, but I think we’re about to find out why these ladies ate us…!”
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It's been a heck of awhile since I did some same-size content eh? And with a story no less, too. Well this is basically why; I came up with the idea of mimics or "living statues" that only move when you don't look at them, but made of latex and looking like various female characters I like. In this case, I picked Prinz Heinrich of Azur Lane, Ankha of Animal Crossing, and Shantae the not-lewd genie we all like to lewd. And mimics got big mouths, so, what better thing to do than eat other girls, right?

Course, it felt wrong just uploading these pics without any backstory or context, so this ended up being a lot bigger a project than I expected it to be, one I delayed sometimes too. Eh well, it happens. I'm still happy with how it turned out and hopefully, my friends and viewers enjoy the end result as well.

Speaking of friends, I opted to use my girl Mina in the center, with  pbysteria's Gal on the right and  HugsAndV0re's Nanako on the left being the ones getting gobbled up and forced to curl up inside a tight 'statue' gut. What's gonna happen to them in the next image? Well, like the story says, we all know what happens to 'food' in a stomach, even if it is one made out of skintight latex...

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