Piper jumped up, scrambling to get out from behind the counter and help her trapped coworker, but the stranger glanced over at her with a deeply unsettling look that made her stop short. She didn’t know what it was, but something about that expression told her that if she tried to save Olive, she’d be in just as much trouble. Paralyzed by indecision, she could only watch as the stranger carefully wriggled her cheeks, stopping at the sound of a barely-audible sllrk that redoubled her victim’s thrashing and began to slide the poor woman even deeper into her rear.



This is one of those stories that, honestly, I kinda wish I could draw instead of write. I tried to move away from my usual style a bit and emphasize the "visual" details more here, but I'm not sure how successful I really was with that. Still, hopefully it's an enjoyable read!

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Shrieks of agony and horror rang out from Dominator’s prey, audible squelches and snaps making it clear that this part of the process was far worse than simply robbing them of air and space. While they hadn’t been in her gut nearly long enough to fully liquefy, her acids had already started to soften their bodies slightly, and the overwhelming pressure was enough that they were starting to melt together, losing definition and solidifying into a dense mass of meat. She’d done this a few times in the past, whenever she needed to quickly work off a meal that was proving difficult to digest, and this part of the process was, unsurprisingly, usually when her prey suffered a swift, horrifically painful death.

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