Trisha had been looking forward to this moment for months now; saving up the money, taking the week off to head down to Byron Bay, and finally diving into the water and living the scuba diving dream she’d had in her head since she was a kid.
 
So enraptured by the cool feeling of the water wrapped around her skin-tight scuba suit, however, the eager young swimmer failed to notice the shapely white butt that stood in her path just beneath the water’s surface.
 
Until, of course, her head bounced against it.
 
Opening her eyes for the first time in a minute, Trisha found herself enamored by the pale skin of the ass reflecting the light back into her eyes (even more so by the very out-of-place “69” surrounded by a heart tattoo adorning its right cheek.)
 
So enamored, in fact, that she failed to notice the hand steadily reaching down to grab the back of her head until it was too late, the owner of the ass using Trisha’s weightlessness against her and forcing her face against the fabric of her bikini bottom.
 
Trisha’s surprise, of course, turned to fear once the bikini bottom finally gave way, her eyes being gifted with a quick view of her captor’s hole before the red insides of the predator’s intestines became all she could do.
 
Try as she might to escape, the owner of the ass she was currently being devoured by always seemed to be one step ahead, pinning Trisha’s arms against her sides before jamming her in further towards her inevitable demise.
 
Every shake and shimmy only seemed to increase the speed of her descent, and so, after a minute or so of struggling, Trisha simply held still and let the walls of flesh around her pull her deeper towards her endpoint in the predator’s stomach.
 
She let out a sigh, trying not to get choked up.
 
This was really how her vacation- nay, her LIFE was going to end: waist deep in the ass of another woman.
 
Maybe her dreams weren’t everything she thought they’d be after all…
 
~~~
 
Amber let out a sigh of relief the moment her food’s flippers finally vanished within her insides; given her short stature of four foot eleven, it was always a treat when the food came right to her.
 
“God, I love the beach.”, she said in her thick Australian accent as she rubbed her stomach, a crude-
 
*BUORP*
 
-exploding out from between her pillowy lips bringing the taste of saltwater onto her tongue as she brought a hand down atop her newfound gut.
 
~~~
 
Several hours later, an elderly woman complained to the lifeguard about something in the water, threatening to have him join the unwilling mother-of-two thrashing away in her gut if he didn’t jump into the water and fix it himself.
 
Eager to fix the problem (so as to NOT end his day padding out the woman’s chest), the young lifeguard stood up and looked out into the water, quickly feeling his heart damn near leap out of his chest upon seeing what the problem was.
 
Floating about in the water was a maybe three-or-four-foot-long log of shit, the various bones and smiling skull sticking out from beneath its surface a clear sign as to what it was made of.
 
Lucky for the lifeguard, the scuba equipment wrapped both in and out of the digested prey would give some very good clues as to who the unfortunate person was (lot easier to fill out papers that way.)
 
Unluckily, however, there wasn’t a suspect in sight, except for the old woman, of course, but it couldn’t have been her; most preds didn’t go around reporting their own public indecency incidents.
 
Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away, Amber sat down at her computer desk, chugging away at some nameless energy drink while casually editing some YouTube content, her streamer butt seeming like it had a little bit more bounce than it used to this morning, taking up a bit more of the chair with its mass in the process of sitting down.
 
Bounce, of course, given to her by a young woman just looking to have a fun day at the beach.
 
What a day she turned out to have instead.