He ran as fast as his legs would carry him. How long had he been running for? He wasn't sure, but it felt like a long, long time...

She has to be tired. She has to stop...

"COME ON, ALREADY!", The cackle echoing behind him were like nails on a chalkboard, "YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T GET AWAY! i WON'T LET YOU!!"

He felt tears ooze from his eyes as he shook my head. He didn't want to listen. He didn't want to believe her words, but the horror of his reality was truly beginning to set in. He swallowed as much as his dry throat would let him before screaming, "Y-You already a-ate my friends!! L-Leave me alone!!"

"HAH!!" The bitter bark of laughter was mocking and cruel. He knew why she wasn't stopping. There was no point in trying to argue otherwise. She was still hungry and she wanted more.

I can escape... I can still escape... There has to be a door... We walked in through a door... Where... Where...

He felt the tip of his shoe snag on a small bit of uneven floor.

No.

He blinked as the pavement rose up to meet his face before smacking straight into his nose. He felt the cartilage move and a warm, thick spray burst from his nostrils, coating the ground under his face and his lips in a thick layer of blood.

"AW, WHAT A SHAME~" Her voice had a singing quality as she slowed down behind him, "YOU WERE DOING SO WELL.... LOOK THE EXIT IS JUST A FEW FEET IN FRONT OF YOU..."

He lifted his head and blinked. It was there. A door. The same door they had walked through, looking for some fun. He tried to scramble to his feet, but the exhaustion had begun to set in. Adrenaline had been coursing through his veins for so long that he could no longer feel its effects. His arms wobbled lightly before the slipped out from under him, throwing him back onto the floor.

"MMM... OOF, YOU SMELL SO GOOD..."

He turned over on his back, thick tears oozing from his eyes and blood flowing from his nose, stuffing up his voice, "P-Puhweese... Doh eet me... I'b sowwy f-foh... t-wespassink..."

"HM?" The Woman tilted her head and widened her crazy eyes, "I DON'T CARE THAT YOU WERE TRESPASSING. I DON'T EVEN LIVE HERE! HAHAHA!!! I WAS HUNGRY!"

"P-Puhweese..."

"OH, COME NOW. STOP THE BEGGING. ITS A WASTE OF GOOD FEAR..."

He screamed as he watched her grab at her jaw and pull at it. The cracking of bone echoed through the corridor as her jaw widened; stretching out like some demonic serpent. He turned back over and tried to pull himself away from her maw, but he felt her hand tighten over his ankle and slowly pull him back. He screamed again, kicking with his free leg. He felt his foot connect with the soft flesh of her face; her shoulder; her belly. Her belly. Oh god, it was so soft. He suddenly became cognizant of the heavy gurgling echoing around him. Sounds of digestion. His friends.

He screamed as she bit down on his ankles. Her sharp teeth, torn through muscle and scrapped at bone. Warm blood began to seep out from the new gashes, as his feet went limp. She pulled him deeper into her maw before biting down again; this time at his knees. He wouldn't be able to kick now.

Her maw was damp and warm; it mingled with the blood on his legs and he shivered. He wasn't sure where her flesh ended and he began... He moved his hands weakly, trying to find any purchase; any surface that would let him hold on for dear life... The concrete wasn't smooth, and yet it was not corse enough for his fingernails to hold on. He felt them pull out painful from their positions before going completely loose; his nails were useless and the blood coating his fingers was only making his attempts at survival harder.

"Puhweese..." He moaned again as he felt himself slide deeper, "I... I don' wanna die..."

The Woman didn't respond. There was no way she could. Not when he was half way down her throat. But he could feel her amusement. She was almost laughing. Something was making her incredibly amused. He let out a small cry, as she slowly rose up to her feet and tilted her head back, forcing him down with the help of gravity into the dark, stinking pit of her stomach. He felt his legs slip in first. It wasn't just warm; it was actually hot in her stomach. And it felt... thick. Like there was some resistance to his place in there.

"No... No..." He flailed his arms weakly as he slid down further. He felt his arms get cut on the edges of her sharp teeth before they slipped down past them completely and then she shut her mouth.

Darkness... But no silence. The gurgling was deafening as he slide down further. He felt the tighteness of her sphincter around his chest before he slipped into her stomach.

A warm, red light greeted his eyes; her skin was stretched tight enough that there was a drop of light, letting him see. And what he saw was... was liquid... Thick, red liquid. He felt something hard poke against him and he glanced down at it before his eyes widened in horror. Bones. So many... many bones... He let out a cry before trying to move, trying to push away from the liquid but there was no space. He couldn't push himself back up. The liquid rushed up towards his face and he felt himself sink down into the thick slop. Horror couldn't begin to describe how he felt. This slop... it was what remained of his friends. It was all that was left. And he was being drowned in it.

He pushed up and found his head emerging in a small air pocket where he took a deep breath before gagging. The stench. Oh god, the smell. It was like rotting meat and battery acid. He would've thrown up if there was anything in his stomach. He didn't want to breath. He couldn't And yet he had to.

Then the elastic tension of the stomach pushed back.

"No-no-no!" he tried to fight it, but only felt himself getting pushed back into the soup. Once again his was sumberged in this sick stew and he fought back to get out again.

Oh god... This... This is worse than a nightmare. He understood why she was trying to laugh at him before. He could feel her laughing at him now. He had said he didn't want to die... but now... Now, that would be a mercy.

"I... I can't breathe!!" he cried out as soon as he broke free from the mush. Then he felt the liquid move around him. Something was happening. She was moving... He cried out, as the sudden weight of her body fell over him, pushing him down again. She was lying down on her stomach. She was so heavy... She was crushing him.

SNAP!

He winced as his ribs buckled under the pressure, but still tried to push up, letting the tip of his nose and mouth breach the surface as his limbs began to slow down, "P-Please...! T-There's so m-much blood!"

Exhaustion was swallowing him up completely before her voice rang through his ears in a cruel, angry and sadistic screech, "HAH?! IS THAT ALL? THAT'S NOTHING!!!"

He felt the liquid move around and the realization hit him; his skin wasn't burning. He wasn't just finding air to breath... the Liquid was pushing him and pulling him back down. She was doing this. She wasn't letting him die. She wanted him to move... To struggle. To pleasure her...

"YOU'D BETTER TRY HARDER, IF YOU WANT TO DIE..."

He felt fresh tears ooze from his eyes as he began to move around again before being pulled back down into the sick sludge.

"THAT'S BETTER..." He could feel her slap the surface of her stomach from the outside, "MAKE ME HAPPY, YOU PATHETIC WORM..."



If he had time to cry in sorrow and pain, he knew he would...


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Ah, its good to write these sorta stories again.
Ess can be a real sadistic bitch when she wants.

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