A new treat for all the Disney and Atlantis-fans out there! This week features Kida (Kidagakash) from Atlantis sliding down a slippery slope...

The Atlantian queen has one piece of clothing less than what's shown in a few scenes in the original movie and her boobs have (predictably enough) grown a few cups in my version. But while this week's theme is inspired by a another picture out there, you can read this week's story and find her very much in character thanks to my good friend
 DrakentheBlack who wrote the story.
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I highly recommend this particular story, it is incredible funny and beside from a few selected words and descriptive scenes, most of it could easily have been used in a Disney movie : )

As always, please leave a review and tell me what you think^^

Story.......................................

Kida often saw Milo in a good mood. Even after a year of living in Atlantis, the novelty of it had not worn off on him, even if for her it was the mundane of every day life. Of course his mood became even brighter at night when she would rock his world in the bedroom – though she quickly learned that she couldn’t go all out given that she broke his pelvis on their first night together. Thank goodness for the healing power of crystals! Today was a particularly special day, as his friends from the surface world had stopped by for a visit, something that made his face light up like a child receiving a present.

The pair met up with the old crew, and were treated to some of Cookie’s soup – at least she assumed it was soup; it wasn’t solid whatever it was. Kida asked Milo, “How do the surface dwellers eat this?” He answered, “There’s a really easy trick to it: you don’t.” Kida took the hint and dumped the contents of her plate into a nearby bush when no one was looking, causing it to shrivel rather rapidly.

Wanting to catch up with his friends, Milo asked Audrey and Vinny, “So how is the honest business life treating you?”

Vinny was the first to speak, “Oh you know, long hours, sales pitches, bills to keep the lights on, and a lot of people with so many demands and nitpicks who gotta have their things now! I thought of getting back into the demolition business, but my insurance guys… they had some problems with that. So now I need to find new insurance.”

Audrey then informed, “My poppy and I have expanded our business. We now have a shop in five different cities! So how ‘bout you Milo? What changes have you made around here?”

“I’m glad you asked because now that you mention it…” He stood up to show off a few things, but paused to rub his neck.

“Neck still stiff is it?” Sweet asked.

“Among other places.” Milo answered. Unsurprisingly, the big man picked him up and twisted him about by the head, getting cracks to run the entire length of his spine. “Thanks Sweet.”

Kida complimented, “A warrior and a healer; you are a truly rare and special breed.”

Sweet chuckled, “I did serve in the army, but those days are well behind me.”

“Nonsense. With that physique you are surely the best fighter among your people.”

“Sounds like she’s got a thing for you.” Packard commented before taking a long pull of her cigarette.

One thing led to another, and after an unfair bit of peer pressure, Kida and the doctor were taking up positions to arm wrestle. Neither of them could move the other an inch, and they began to sweat from the strain of the effort they were exerting. At the same time, everyone was cheering or goading at the display, which lasted until a very fired up Mole slapped Kida on the ass while rooting for her. Kida just felt the sudden shock, the embarrassment, and the offense. She released her lock with Sweet and reeled about to punch the tiny man straight between the goggles. With the crew’s ‘pet?’ laid out, the group got a good laugh.

A couple of Atlanteans approached the congregation and addressed Kida to tell her there was some trouble on the west side of the island. She had queenly duties to fulfill, and she had no desire to spoil Milo’s fun, so she dismissed herself to get back to business. Before she left though, Cookie approached her and held an oozing sack out toward her, informing, “How about you take this with you; it’s just a little snack for the road in case you get hungry.” All she could do was give him a nervous but courteous smile as she accepted the ‘food’.

She found a fish-bike, inserted her crystal to power it up, then took off toward the designated location. On the way, her bike began to malfunction. She twisted her crystal a couple of times, but the glow rapidly faded, and her bike fell out of the sky.

She crashed on one of the random head-islands sticking out of the water, the impact throwing her from the vehicle and sending her splashing into the water. Fortunately, she survived unscathed, and quickly swam back to shore. Unfortunately, her dress was not designed for the water, so she had to strip down to her undergarments and hang her clothes up in an attempt to salvage them. With that done, she had to find some way to fix her ride, or signal for help, or else she’d be in for a long swim back to the city.

It seemed none of those options would be happening, as out of nowhere, a green, reptilian head rose out of the water at the end of a long neck. Kida swore in Atlantean before she ran to get her hands on a weapon. The creature struck before she could accomplish the task, catching her around the middle in its jaws strong enough to grip her, but did not pierce her skin with its sharp teeth.

She cried out and punched the monster’s face, and it responded by shaking her vigorously. Temporarily dazed, it took her a moment to recover, and by the time she did, she saw the creature had taken her legs into its mouth. She had no intention of letting it have any more, as she braced her hands against its lips, trying to pry them apart while simultaneously trying to pull herself free. She kicked at the interior of its mouth, but her feet found no purchase on the slick pallet or bumpy tongue.

While the creature’s head was lowered, its drool oozed from its mouth, between her breasts, and across her cheeks. The feeling was repulsing, but as its head tilted back, she didn’t find her conditions improved much as she was struggling to keep her feet from entering its throat. Its jaws finally opened, freeing her body to drop straight to the back of its mouth before closing once again, completely enclosing her inside so its tongue could rub and explore every inch of her exposed skin.

The pit to the throat opened beneath her, allowing her to drop in before it compressed tightly all around her. Throat muscles grabbed her and pulled her downward into the dark depths of the creature, and with how snuggly the fleshy walls held her, there was nothing she could do to stop her descent. It couldn’t even be a simple slide either, her trip through the slimy tunnel was agonizingly slow, with her feeling the rolling motion every time the predator swallowed and sent her another meter through its length.

Eventually, she found herself trapped in the fish-scented sack of its stomach. What was left of her clothes had fallen off somewhere in the throat, leaving her body bare and coated with slime, and becoming even more filthy as thick globs oozed on her from all around. She tried to crawl back up the same way she’d entered, but the sphincter was closed tight and prevented reentry. In a panic and fury, she began to punch and kick to try to hurt the creature, and while the stomach expanded and bounced as a result of their efforts, she couldn’t hurt the creature. That didn’t stop her from trying as she fought until she tired herself.

After an hour of riding inside of the sea monster, Kida was irritated. It was clear the creature did not have a rapid digestive system as all it had done was drench her in copious amounts of slime. She’d heard of such creatures as this; it was said that Atlanteans had managed to escape it by crawling through its intestines, emerging through its rear end after three days, and smelling too bad for the creature to want to devour them again. Returning to her people covered in sea monster shit was not going to be pleasant, but it certainly beat waiting to be slowly digested alive.

She felt around for the sphincter leading to the intestines, but when she located it, she couldn’t even squeeze two fingers inside. That escape was sadly not going to be an option, but in her browsing, she made contact with something else. It was a small sack, and she realized it was Cookie’s recipe. Perhaps she wouldn’t need to go for a journey through this monster’s insides; if it was a picky eater, then perhaps this food could make it sick. That was her hope at least, and there was only one way to confirm it. She opened the bag, and poured the contents into the bubbling stomach floor…

(The next scene is up to your imagination to decide)

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