It slowly opened its eyelids, its yellow eyes pushing through the thin flaps of green skin that seemed to hold them down whenever it blinked. The warm, humid wind breezing against the large moistened orbs. Taking in its tropical surroundings, it found itself shaded under a large conifer bush, laying on its belly, positioned towards the rising sun as it slowly crawled out of the ocean. As the light pierced through the swaying leaves of its den, it squinted, swiveling its eyes around in their sockets to take in more of its surroundings.
 
 
“It” in question was an utterly gigantic bullfrog, belonging to the Beelzebufo Ampinga species. A breed of amphibians that were said to have gone extinct 65 million years ago, in their homeland in what is now today’s South America. The frog did not care about this fact however, not because it lacked the basic intelligence to understand death or where it had come from, but because its eyes had locked in on movement along the shoreline.
 
 
A large wave crashed down onto the white beach in front of it, and along with it brang the floating body of a petite creature it had never seen before. Lying face down in the sand was the perky body of a smaller woman. Her wet brown hair clumped against her head and shoulders in delicate swirls. It wouldn’t be far fetched to think that she was dead, an unfortunate soul drowned out at sea. That would be until the pale skin of her arm began to twitch and move forward against the grainy earth beneath her.
 
 
***
 
“Hnnnggg… What the fuck…”
 
 
Adyline clutched her head before she felt her lungs involuntarily heave as she sputtered up a few mouthfuls of seawater. Feeling around her surroundings, she was cold, completely naked, and the coarse sand in her eyes did nothing if not irritate and blind her. She heard the sounds of seabirds and the roar of the ocean as another wave swept up past her, jolting her awake as the cold, salty water splashed against her.
 
 
Throwing her hands beneath her, Adyline struggled to push herself up. Crossing her feet and flexing her back, she managed to put herself into a sitting position, her spine bent uncomfortably as she barely had the strength to slouch, let alone keep up her posture. The ocean receded and soon after sent back another surge of water, cupping her hands, she scooped up some of the freezing water to wash the sand out of her encrusted face.
 
 
She spat out a clump of sand and tried blinking the rest out of her eyes as she continued to splash herself over and over. Eventually the discomfort in her eyes was reduced to a lingering annoyance, and she gathered the strength to pull her neck up. Her eyes went wide as she stared inward towards the mainland
 
 
“Where the fuck…?”
 
 
***
 
 
The massive frog watched intently as the strange new thing continued to move. Reaching down to her arm to scratch at something embedded within, and then push herself off of the beach and slowly limp her way from the water- stopping not too far from the same thick and outstretched branches the amphibian lay under.
 
 
She was a smaller and weaker creature, with no serrated claws on the ends of its fingers or toes, no jagged canines that protruded past its gums, and no hooked quills that jutted from her hide. If anything she was near-defenseless. Not unlike the Dodos or Lystrosaurus the toad made common prey of. But unlike the helpless whelps that commonly dotted the beaches and made easy meals, this one was different.
 
 
Brushing her long dirtied strands of brown hair back, it revealed underneath two large jiggling mounds of protruding flesh, each ending in small pink tips. The pale skin of which seemed to glisten in the early-morning sun. drops of dew-like seawater trickled down from her shoulders, down these swinging bags of meat and traveled across her long flat stomach, towards the widened bend of her hips and down the succulent muscles of her massive, tender thighs and finally down her toned calves to were her wet feet met dry sand.
 
 
After staggering a little further, she managed to gain her balance and posture herself into a proper stride. Her waist swayed back and forth, left and right, as every part of her body seemed to bounce with every step. Sizing her up, the frog noticed that she was indeed tiny. At only 5’3, even standing at full bipedal height, the top of the amphibian's head measured just above her mammalian belly button. She was small, she was vulnerable, and she was clueless to the behemoth of a creature that stalked her from mere meters away.
 
 
***
 
 
"Okay, so I was just chilling naked on the couch, watching this survival movie, munching on popcorn, and casually scrolling through my phone, and then suddenly, I found myself on a beach? Like, seriously, how does that even make sense? None of this adds up!"
 
 
Adylne walked up and down the shore, eyes cast down in deep thought. She racked her brains trying to figure out how she arrived in her current predicament- what series of unfortunate events had led her here? But that didn’t matter now, she was a smart girl, and she knew that the past is in the past, and what happens, happens. For now, she has to worry more about her future, and more importantly, what she was going to do when the sun set on this godforsaken island.
 
 
"Ugh... I guess I'll have to build a shelter, figure out how to start a fire, find food... I might even get creative and paint a face on a rock and go a bit loopy while I'm at it..."
 
 
She immediately got to collecting resources: bending down and picking up stones, twigs, and leaves littered along the ground and stacking them into a pile, before using them to begin crafting various tools. A primitive stone axe, several wooden spears, even a fishing net which she proceeded to clumsily throw into the water, catching several ancient species of fish which she then cooked. She was already adapting to her environment, changing her mind, body, and attitude to suit the current situation. The stone embedded in her wrist glowed bright blue in response, which immediately gained her attention.
 
 
"Um, seriously, what is this? A night-light? Who on earth glued a glow stick to my arm?"
 
 
She raised the light to her eyes, and immediately saw an array of data. Her current health, stamina, hunger and thirst- as well as other stats including movement speed, fortitude, oxygen and crafting skills. As well as a large text bar above them all with the two exciting words: “LEVEL UP”.
 
 
Adyline’s heart jumped in her chest, either she was being pranked harder than any other person on the face of the earth, in which case she immediately knew how hard she was going to sue- or better yet, she had been hit by a truck and been reborn into a world where she had the ability to level up. A shitty world with no other people and only dumb birds for friends, but reborn nonetheless.
 
 
"Hold up! I've got it! I've been lugging around all this stuff all day, plus my back is totally killing me—time for an upgrade... Carry weight! Yes!"
 
 
Pressing her petite hand down on the level up arrow, her carry weight was increased- the number next to the stat going up by a small amount. She stood and held her breath in anticipation for a few seconds, before looking around at her surroundings, waiting for something to happen or something to change. The waves continued to pound on the shore and a group of squawking sea birds flew overhead, diving into the ocean before resurfacing on the top. Nothing happened, and Adelyne finally sighed in grave disappointment. The weight of her items didn’t change, and her massive tits still felt just as heavy on her chest as they were yesterday.
 
 
***
 
 
A moment went by, and the frog looked on as the creature that had been darting about like a chicken with its head cut off stood still for the first time since she had awoken some hours prior, staring blankly at the strange object embedded into her wrist. She pouted her face and stamped her feet on the ground while her high pitch shouts forcing the toad to wince. It would have seemed like she was under distress but there were no visible predators nearby to explain her behavior. Suddenly there was movement again, the creature stammered back. Her hips began to widen and fill out, her legs thickening and pale skin stretching taut before the sudden weight imbalance threw her back onto her now plump peach of an ass.
 
 
She slowly got back up again, brushing the sand back off of her before tracing her fingers up and down her newly acquired “ability”. The mass of her legs, hips and ass had become larger, yet denser. Her already thick thighs and chubby cheeks had grown even thicker and even chubbier. The weight of her items didn’t decrease, she had merely become stronger to better carry them.
 
 
The frog noticed this, but it especially noticed how she danced and groped her newfound assets, massaging her fingers into the delicate flesh of her butt like a toddler sinking its fingers into the warm layers of a fresh baked strawberry cake. Fondling herself relentlessly before muttering something unintelligible to herself and cleanly smacking the pouting lumps- sending shockwaves across her entire jiggling, meaty body. It was only then did the massive amphibian suddenly feel the ping of primal desire from the empty pit of its stomach, and the need to fill it with something small, vulnerable, and most importantly- clueless.
 
 
***
 
"Ah-ha! Yes! Yes! Yes! I had a feeling about this! Oh my gosh, I wish I had a mirror; I bet my ass looks like, huge right now! But most importantly, I CAN LEVEL UP! It's, like, being in a game! It's real! This is going to be so much fun!"
 
 
Adyline danced circles around her fire pit as she chanted to herself over and over for the better part of an hour, shouting and contemplating all the things she was going to do with her newfound opportunity: Build her dream house, explore the world, fight dangerous bosses and acquire gold, treasure, and loot alike, all of the stupid trivial things that come with having a taste of true power. All things she would have done right then and there had she not noticed the great yellow sun begin to dip below the reddening horizon.
 
 
"Shit, well, this is, like, the beginning of my 'pilot episode' I guess. I saw the guy in the movie do something with leaves and feathers to make a bed. I'll tweak it a bit though, like, I definitely need a cozier pillow and real blankets. It's getting kinda chilly out here already..."
 
 
By the light of her campfire and under the dim rays of the full moon, she slowly cobbled together a makeshift sleeping roll, or what could better be called a pile of all the soft and warm things she could find that weren't already alive or otherwise covered in sand. "Ugh, I totally should've leveled up my crafting skill," she muttered to herself, crouching down to toss another log onto the fading embers of her fire.
 
 
***
 
 
She picked up one of the half-charred fish she had overcooked while it sizzled over the flames. Taking a bite through the crunchy skin and into the flaky white meat beneath, she found it unseasoned and unsalted, leaving the taste rather bland and lacking. However, after all the hard work she had accomplished that day, including the sudden growth she experienced, she simply didn't have the energy to care. She hastily devoured the Coelacanth right down to its bony skeleton. Without much thought, she flung the remains behind her shoulder, right next to the drooling bottom lip of the toad.
 
 
It hadn’t moved even an inch since it had woken up that day, it hadn’t needed to. Whatever this new washed-up delicacy was, it marked this area of the shore as her personal territory. Completely unaware of the 200 pound amphibian curled up like a stone just behind her. As the smell of roasted fish filtered through its nostrils, it could not help to resist darting its tongue out quickly and quietly slurping up what little remained of the half-eaten fossil. Swallowing the entire morsel, bones and all down into its awaiting stomach.
 
 
The meal wasn’t exactly filling, but it retained warmth from the crackling flames. Despite lingering hunger, the toad settled for fixating on the plump bottomed girl reclining by the fire. Her hair, brown curls danced in the wind as she settled into sleep, her chest rising and falling with soft slow breaths. Gradually, the toad felt its own eyelids growing heavy. The idea of devouring the slumbering girl was still at the front of its mind, yet the creature opted to delay its feast until the following day. Settling into the sandy groove it had occupied for hours, the toad fell still, like a great green rock resting along the shoreline.
 
 
***
 
 
The sun rose up once more over the wine-dark sea, beating down over the cool sand and more annoyingly, over Adeyline’s tight shut eyelids. “Ugh, Mom, just five more minutes, pleeease!" she grumbled softly, shielding her eyes and shifting onto her belly. Desperately, she grabbed a handful of leaves and tossed them over her head in a feeble attempt to block out the sun's relentless assault. It wasn’t until the Dodos cautiously emerged from their hidden nests, pecking curiously at her exposed skin, that she begrudgingly began to stir. Sitting up, she yawned, stretched her arms overhead, feeling the weight of her breasts settle against her chest, and finally roused herself from her makeshift bed.
 
 
She wiped away the sand that had gathered in her eyes overnight. "Seriously, where the fuck—Oh, duh, I'm still stuck butt-naked on this deserted island with a bunch of stupid birds and dinosaurs. Just fantastic." She went to clutch her delicate thighs, feeling their increased size and softness between her fingers. "Well, this island's turning into quite the adventure. Time to dive back into the survival grind I guess." taking a final deep breath, Adeyline got off the ground and picked up her bone-tipped spear, walking into the dark and dangerous jungle that resided in front of her. Striding past the stubborn lump of a frog that still hadn’t caught the clue to wake the fuck up. “All right! It’s time to explore this Ark, survive, and evolve!”
 
 
She trifled through the dense sea of green, careful to remember her tracks so as to not get lost, feeling every bladed leaf caress her swaying body as she pushed past them, the hard rocks and bark crunching below her feet, and the annoying buzz of small insects around her head. She had no previous survival experience, and if she had been thrown into this exact situation in the past, she would have had a panic attack and curled into a ball, waiting for help to arrive until she died, but the energy from the implant gave her courage, she couldn’t quite describe it, Trudging through dirt, mud, and sand felt oddly familiar, the humid air clung to her skin as sweat cascaded down her flushed face.
 
 
 
 
Eventually, however, she came across a large clearing in the midst of the woods, the mid-day sun poured down through the gap in the canopy down into this flat grassy plain. At its center stood the ravenous creature she had only seen in movies. A muscular tail, a pair of 3 fingered claws, teeth with teeth with teeth. A real life velociraptor, standing wildly at 8 feet tall at its highest point. It may as well have been a tyrannosaurus compared to the short stature of Adelyne- and in its pointed jaws she could clearly see a feminine pair of human feet desperately kicking the air- along with the scaly imprint of two meaty legs stretching out its throat, before they disappeared with a muffled scream down its gullet and into its expanded stomach.
 
 
Adelyne watched as the other former survivor, the only other human she had caught a glimpse of since arriving on this godforsaken island, fought and sloshed against the inside of the raptor’s stomach. Punching and kicking and writhing inside the greenish-brown hide before quickly tiring herself out. Falling limply on her back and seemingly accepting her fate. The belly of the great beast had already begun churning her- the gurgles and rumbles of its stomach drowning out any and all of the desperate cries and moans of the woman within. At this, Adelyne hoisted her spear above her sun-kissed shoulders, and aimed squarely for the oversized lizard’s neck. "Like, seriously, if this doesn't level me up, I'm totally clueless about what will.", she muttered under strained breath, and launched the wooden pike as hard as she could in its direction.
 
 
Flying through the air, the projectile met its mark, the raptor let out a fearsome cry of pain as the spear pierced through skin and muscle. A trickle of blood oozed down along the wooden shaft as it flailed savagely at its unseen attacker- trying to figure out what had harmed it. Before it suddenly stood still, standing in place- frozen. Reaching a clawed hand up to its neck, it plucked the sharpened tool out and tossed it to the ground, before intently staring at the side of the clearing it had come from, piercing through the foliage.Its sharp eyes traced a path from a set of curvy hips to a slender waist, leading up to a flat tummy, plump breasts and eventually meeting her face—her face. Yellow, slitted eyes met round green ones, and in an instant, the raptor bolted toward her. Its claws extended, kicking up dirt and debris, its belly swaying and churning as it charged forward.
 
 
"OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OH MY GOD!!!!”
 
 
Adelyne barely had time to catch her balance after throwing the spear before she found herself sprinting through the complex maze of branches and vines, trying with all her might now to not end up as raptor food. She could hear the shrieks of the monster behind her. Every time she dodged out of the way of a tree or ducked under a vine, a second later she would hear the raptor behind her effortlessly slice that same tree down with its claws or savagely rip through the foliage with its serrated teeth. If not for the fact that the reptilian predator was already heavy with recent prey, it would have already been upon her, probably gulping her down by now to meet the other girl unfortunate enough to get caught by this thing.
 
 
 
 
She sprinted with all her might, her lungs burning and her heart pounding wildly in her chest. Adrenaline fueled her, keeping her alert and in motion. As she raced, a pair of giant trees, their trunks nearly touching, caught her attention, and a sudden idea flashed in her mind. Guiding the raptor, she leaped through the narrow gap just as the creature reached out its claw to seize her. Its talons grazed her back, leaving deep cuts, but the raptor was abruptly jerked backward. Its hefty belly became ensnared between the two trees, entrapping it. .
 
 
The beast roared and thrashed, watching helplessly as Adelyne, bleeding profusely from the wounds on her back, continued to flee. By the time the raptor managed to free its bulging belly, she had vanished from sight, never to be seen again. Frustrated, the creature aggressively clawed and lashed out at the two trees, causing them to crash to the ground and splinter before letting out an annoyed shriek. Retreating the way it had come while it rubbed a gentle talon over its sore, moaning stomach. Swaying off back into the dense jungle.
 
 
***
 
 
The toad stirred from its slumber, alerted by the heavy thud of footsteps, labored breathing, and the scent of fresh blood in the air. The girl lay sprawled atop her makeshift bed, gasping for air as she fought to catch her breath. Had another predator arrived, seeking its next meal? The toad scanned the sandy shores with its rotating eyes, finding nothing but dodos. Yet, it sensed fear emanating from her, different from yesterday. Despite her vulnerability, it hesitated. If it intended to strike, it needed to understand what had caused this sudden panic in the frail creature.
 
 
As moments passed, her breathing gradually slowed, limbs splayed out as exhaustion set in from the relentless chase. Although she wished to remain vigilant, guarding against any potential return of the raptor to her camp, her body succumbed to fatigue. Eventually, she surrendered to exhaustion, unconsciousness enveloping her as the sun's warmth embraced her exposed body, the toad hungrily observing from its unmoving stance in the same fucking spot.
 
 
***
 
 
By the time Adelyne woke, the sun had already begun to set once more. The cold ocean wind brushed over her, causing the pretty pink tips of her lightly tanned tatas to harden. She tried getting up, but couldn’t help but wince as she felt the bloodied flesh of her back stick to the floor of her bedding. "Ouch, damn it! Ugh, seriously? Why does all this messed-up stuff have to happen to me? Crap, I hope this doesn’t get infected. That would seriously suck." Reaching back, she felt through the gashes in her back where the living fossil had ferally struck through the skin of her back. Strands of coagulated crimson peeled off from her as she struggled to lift herself to her feet. She needed to at the very least get firewood, or she might just freeze to death in the night.
 
 
 
 
Doubled-over and heavily limping, she could only carry a few twigs at a time, cautious not to aggravate the scabs on her back, which threatened to crack and bleed with any extra weight. After an hour of painstaking effort, she had gathered enough to kindle a small fire, just sufficient to last until sunrise. Collapsing onto her now-gritty bed, she enveloped her curled-up legs with her arms, fixating on the crackling flames. The fire's warmth brought life back to her numbed fingers and toes. It had been a wretched day, no doubt about it. But Adelyne had survived—an achievement beyond what most could manage in her situation. At least she wasn't trapped in the stewing belly of a raptor. Part of Adelyne wondered if the girl could still be alive, or if the raptor’s digestive system had already had its way with her.
 
 
"Fuck, like, imagine being eaten by a raptor? I mean, at least she wasn’t torn apart first, but like, would that be any better? Ugh, I can't even think about it. Definitely not something I want to experience, that's for sure."
 
 
Out of the blue, a faint glow caught her eye—the soft, bluish hue emanating from her wrist implant. It had been a rough day, but that glimmer could only mean one thing:
 
"OMG, I think I just leveled up!"
 
 
Sifting through the holographic display tinted in a calming blue, she scanned the various stats laid out before her once more. Despite already boosting her carry-weight, she wondered what else she could upgrade to better her chances of survival. Her hunger and thirst remained far from maxed out; she hadn't eaten or drunk anything since fleeing the jungle. But what alarmed her most was her pathetically low health. Even before that ancient monster attacked her, her health bar had been tiny. Now, it clung to barely a quarter of its original size, steadily shrinking due to the loss of blood.
 
"Ugh fuck, seriously, I'm a total mess. As much as I wish I could dash around like lightning or even make my ass a little fatter, survival's my main focus for now. Gotta keep myself in one piece, you know?” With the heat of blood trailing down her back, seeping into the dry, gritty sand, and the persistent throb worsening with every slight movement, she reached a crucial decision. Her finger hovered over the blinking arrow, a moment of hesitation passing before she decisively pressed down.
 
 
***
 
 
It had been nearly two days since this strange, effeminate creature's arrival on the island, and the frog had still not properly eaten, nor moved a muscle since then. It could have been called a miracle, an extreme feat of instinct suppression, or even a show of great willpower that during the entire time it sat underneath its bushland home unmoving. Every blink was careful; lurking so near the foolish morsel's nest yet staying undetected was an impressive skill. Evolving millions of years ago as an ambush hunter was one thing, but this was taking the toad's abilities to a whole new level – no creature on Earth would wait so patiently with its prey so near, risking a meal repeatedly just to inch closer to a guaranteed hunt.
 
 
The girl lay on the ground, weakened and defenseless after the earlier attack had done a piss-poor job of finishing her off properly. Her movements were slowing due to blood loss, and the Beelzebufo struggled to resist the temptation of an easy gulp. Yet, with the smell of blood lingering in the air, the coast wasn't clear of potential competition. And Even in her weakened state, she could put up a fierce fight. It seemed wiser to wait until she was at death's door to strike.
 
 
Unfortunately, that would not come to pass. The lazy amphibian parked in the sand watched as the girl wrapped around herself in the fetal position, both rosy cheeks of her plump, overdeveloped ass bearing down into the sand not too dissimilar to him- lifted up her arm as a small glowing light flickered. Strange, most glowing creatures the toad knew of lived solely in the ocean. Then again, she did come from there- so what would its animalistic mind know? Her breathing slowed as she stared off into her forearm, waiting for something, and eventually the breaths stopped. Not because of death or injury, but out of anticipation.
 
 
***
 
A great surge of energy flowed through Adelyne, she had felt like a discarded piece of trash just seconds ago- but now she felt like she could take on the world again. She could feel the peeled and ripped up skin on her back begin to slowly grow and regenerate back into place. The wound was gone, her pristine skin perfectly healed like she was never struck in the first place. She stood back up on her own two feet, feeling the obelisk’s energies swirling around her body once more. Away from her back, and towards her front.
 
 
"OMG, no way! It's, like, totally happening again—WOAAAHHH!!!"
 
 
The muscle’s in her newly healed back began to flex as they became increasingly burdened by a sudden unexpected weight that surged towards her bosom. As her far from budding cherries suddenly grew into a pair of full, perky melons. She fell forward onto her hands, which quickly gave way under the new weight of her increasingly swollen jugs- forcing her to bend her elbows and let her entire body fall down into the sand, her ripened and now overdeveloped breasts squished like jelly as they spilled over the top of the sands- along with her pretty face that landed smack dab on top of them, winding up with a mouthful of sand struggling to right herself. "Ugh, ptoo ptoo! Seriously? Sand in my mouth again? This is, like, the worst!" Adelyne grumbled to herself. Spitting out grit, she wriggled and squirmed to get back up.
 
 
"Okay, Adelyne, you've got this," she muttered under her breath. With a mighty push she hoisted herself back onto her knees. Her voluptuous ass overflowed onto her ankles as she leaned back, desperately trying to support the massive, sloshing teats bouncing in her arms. Each swollen udder felt like it weighed a ton, pressing heavily on her petite ribs. "Whoa, seriously, this is like, next-level insane!" Adelyne yelled, a mix of surprise and thrill coloring her words. "I've got to figure out how to deal with these… things!" she declared with a burst of nervous energy, the excitement evident in her voice despite the overwhelming pressure she felt placed on her back.
 
 
“Oh my god, just imagine what the girls back home would say about me now!” Adyline squealed, cupping her engorged chest toward her face. “They’d be like, so jealous, seeing me all healthy like this!” She giggled as she watched her breasts jiggle and settle back in place. “I feel so much better too!” she added, letting one breast drop while reaching behind her back to feel where her injury had been. Her skin felt smooth and untouched, just like before the attack. “Actually… I feel kinda too healthy~,” she murmured with blushing cheeks under her breath. Her body had started reacting to the constant pressure on her glossy chest, and she could feel a steady warmth building up within her belly. “Ugh, I wonder if there are any cute boys on this island~.”
 
 
***
 
 
It had missed its chance. The lone morsel had recovered and was now back on her feet. The stench of fresh blood was replaced with the odor of more fish cooking over the fire, and the woman had grown yet again. Although it enjoyed the thought of larger prey, it feared the idea that left unchecked, this creature could possibly outsize even it. With greater breast and thigh meat came an even greater appetite, and the girl scarfed down fish as fast as she could catch and cook them, only saving lesser scraps to be reused as bait to catch more of the dimwitted fish. It watched with envy as the plump, hairless monkey chewed and swallowed more fish in a single sitting than it had eaten in the last week. Her own flat belly slightly distending, full of grilled coelacanth flesh, roasted saber-tooth salmon steaks, and baked trilobite legs.
 
 
It could still attack now if it wanted to, it could leap out from the bushes and throw its jaws over her head as she knelt by the fire, even with her extra weight to throw around, she was still the smaller and weaker creature, still with no serrated claws on her fingers, no jagged canines poking through her gums, no poking quills or hardened shells. She was still as defenseless as the day she washed up on the island. Just plumper, juicier, larger. And aside from the attack from the still unknown predator, she was still untouched by any other creature on the island. In its head she belonged to it, and it alone.
 
 
At the end of the third day, despite the woman right in front of it and every opportunity presented, the giant toad still refused to attack. It watched as she cooked more food, crafted more tools, and created strange structures around the fire. Bending over to move a stone, reaching up to tie knots in fibrous ropes, squatting down to lift a bundle of twigs. Her movements seemed almost ritualistic, her body swaying, jiggling, and sloshing, intriguing the toad to watch further—curious like a toddler, fascinated yet also inclined to keep its distance and observe, while equally tempted to seize her in its mouth. That was until hunger finally got the best of it after three long, lazy days sitting beneath the bush. Against its own will, its stomach cried out in desperation.
 
***
 
 
*GGGRRRRRWWWLLLLLGGGGG*
 
 
“What the fuck was that?”
 
 
A low, grumbling roar echoed as Adelyne twisted around in place to see what was happening behind her, her breasts lagging behind as they swung against each other with quiet slaps. The light of her fire lit up the dense nighttime landscape of shrubbery and the occasional palm tree, but even the flames could only penetrate so far in before they were consumed by the jungle’s darkness. Her mind raced in the brief seconds that followed as her eyes darted up and down the treeline. She had seen what the inner-island had in store for curious survivors like her, and what kind of horrors it could spit out. Over the last couple of hours, she had constructed a rudimentary fence and a small thatch hut around her campsite in an attempt to protect and shelter herself. However, even though she built them herself, she doubted their ability to provide safety for long. "I swear to..." Adelyne's words were cut off as she threw down the hammer she had been working with and picked up a spear. Carefully tiptoeing to the perimeter of her fence and squinting into the distance, she muttered, "If it's that raptor again, I'm actually going to scream."
 
 
Seconds ticked by, then minutes, and she saw nothing. Adelyne continued pointing her spear toward the jungle, a salty bead of sweat forming on her forehead before drizzling down her flushed cheeks, over her trembling neck, and across the massive humps of her tiddies. Gathering speed as it navigated the curves of her body, past her navel and colliding with other droplets accumulated near her inner-thigh It finally fell to the ground at her feet with heavy pitter-patters. Aside from the crackling fire and the distant sounds of the ocean, the silence became overwhelming. “Come on… Show yourself, you little…” Her arms grew tired, the spear gradually lowering despite the adrenaline rush. Even she started to feel bored staring into the trees. It seemed whatever made that sound wasn't going to reveal itself anytime soon. Eventually, she let the spear rest at her side, releasing a relieved sigh.
 
 
“I need to get my fucking heart checked, I can’t keep getting caught with my pants down like tha-”
 
 
*GGRRRRWWWBLBLLBLBL*
 
 
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!”
 
 
Adelyne nearly choked on her own words as she turned to throw her spear at full throttle directly at the source of the sound. Flying through the air, she could hear the rustling of leaves as the pointed end cut through any and all foliage in its way. Before finally hearing a SHUNK and then silence once more. She didn’t know what she hit, but she hoped that whatever it was, it was dead now. It wasn’t until she remembered to breathe again did she realize that she had just thrown her only spear and her only means of defense completely outside of her campsite and into the darkness of the woods. Fashioning another would take all night, and all night she did not want to spend staring anxiously at the woods hoping another raptor did not show up.
“Fuuucckkkkkk, why am I so stupid!!!” she said, hitting herself on the head.
 
 
“I don’t want to go into the dark scary woods! I don’t want to!!” She screamed and childishly pouted to herself as she grabbed the dried remains of a thick branch and threw one end into the fire, before pulling it back out. The opposite end now wreathed in flame and acted as a makeshift torch while she searched for her missing spear. “Why did I have to get put on the scary dinosaur-monster island???.” Adelyne slowly crawled over the fence and planted her bare feet on the crunchy mulch below. “Why couldn’t I have been transported to the mysterious magical high-school where all of the students are cute boys???” Holding her torch out in front of her with both hands, she squished her breasts in between her elbows. Bravely marching into the foliage, and towards where her spear had landed. “Why does all the terrifying and fucked up shit have to happen to me???”
 
 
***
 
 
It was a dull pain, the kind of pain one would feel after slamming their shoulder walking through a door frame. Or to better describe the feeling, the kind of pain a giant amphibian feels after a spear gets lobbed 4 inches deep into its thick, moistened hide. Just deep enough for it to feel that something was poking a nerve, but not quite deep enough to draw blood. Pointing out of its back was a lanky twig with a piece of poorly sharpened fish-bone fastened to the end. The same end that was embedded into the skin of its back, just behind its stubby head. If it hadn’t heard the scream and the sudden shuffling of feet planted on sand, it could have assumed a branch had simply fallen on it. Even still, the frog had already shifted its attention back to the girl's camp.
 
 
Something was coming towards him, a bright glowing light floating in the air, a comforting warmth that passed over its body. The sun? A miniature sun? Ever so slowly it lifted its eyes through the narrow slits between the fern’s leaves. Even as the spear twinged against its powerful muscles it could clearly see the bright burning embers dancing towards it. And as its slitted pupils adjusted to the new light, it could see the glowing treat behind it. scared and stumbling, the naked creature clutched a blazing torch. Her hips swayed with each panicked step, her head darted left and right with every minute sound that echoed from the jungle, and her thick, glossy lips huffed and puffed hot air as she struggled to carry around her massive, heaving breasts along with her.
 
 
Drool pooled at the back of its throat as its eyes bulged outward, looking her up and down. The thin layer of sweat that accumulated around her glistening thighs rippled like a pond's surface in the rain. Her overflowing hair drooped down past her shoulders and just barely clung to and covered the raised tips of her pert nipples that sat atop two massive, voluptuous tits. In its hunger-induced state it ventured to guess that each swollen, sloshing teat must have been full to the brim with milk. Which would not have been far-fetched with the the telltale GA-LUNK of brimming liquid with every step she took .
 
 
She drew closer with every crunch of the detritus beneath her feet, until she was little more than an amphibious arm’s length away. Its 3-chambered heart beat feverishly as it caught wind of her feminine scent and poised itself, reading for anything. She was perfectly within range of attack, and perfectly within range of its drooling maw. Piercing her eyes through the dense canopy of already pitch-black foliage, she brushed aside a low hanging branch to find standing almost perfectly upright out of a lone bush- the handle-end of her makeshift spear.
 
 
***
 
 
Adelyne's back and shoulders finally relaxed from her tense posture, and with that, the burden of her ridiculously huge chest, which she'd been lugging around, spilled away. She let out a massive sigh through her teeth, swiping the sticky hair from her eyes upon seeing her only means of defense in one piece, standing erect out of the midst of some random bush. “Thank fucking god or whatever gods are around here. Holy SHIT I was so fucking scared.” She kneeled down to grasp the base of the spear. "Wait, like, what is this?”
 
 
POP
 
 
She looked down to see that a large, wet, pulsating muscle- like a stretched out wad of chewed bubblegum had shot out from the midst of the bush and attached itself firmly to her navel, suctioning perfectly onto her belly button and holding tight with no intention of letting go. She felt a brief tug, before suddenly her entire body was pulled forward into the bush. She didn’t have time to think, and even less time to act- and before she knew it she had face planted directly into the ground. Her tits once again cushioning her from the fall, but looking up, all she could see were the dim green jaws of some beast she struggled to recognize, and from its drizzling mouth trailed a long pink tongue.
 
 
"Wait, like, what the heck is a frog doing her–?"
 
 
Before she could finish her question, another jolt from within its throat and the powerful muscle contracted once more, and Adelyne was thrust headfirst into its toothless jaws. Working quickly, the amphibian clamped down before it reached out to her flailing arms and awkwardly grappled them down with thumbless technique. “Oh shit. *ptoo* euGH OH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!” she sputtered and gasped while trying to keep herself from choking on the predator’s saliva. She could feel it trying to hold her in place as her legs kicked and scraped against the ground in vain. A second later its jaws opened for just a moment to stuff more of her shoulders inside.
 
 
***
 
 
The toad could hardly believe it had done it. One moment, it was primal, thinking about the perfect way to gulp the girl down, and the next, it was actually doing it. Now, only thoughts of "Food, Fight, and Fighting Food" were racing through its mind. It was all automatic as it feverishly pulled her from side to side. She tried to plant her feet in the ground to gain leverage and pull herself out, but the constant pushes and pulls of the beast's head prevented her from gaining enough traction. Another flex of the tongue, and she was pulled even further in, moaning and screaming. The toad grabbed as much of her body as it physically could before thrusting it further down its maw. It could feel her face on its tongue, smell her fear, and taste the sweat feverishly pouring from her body.
 
 
Another gulp and it brought the top half of her chest in, before biting down roughly on her drooping tits, she winced and let out a shriek as the frog nibbled and gummed her breasts, before sucking them both in. The indentations of which were visible on the bottom of the frog’s jaw visible not unlike a perky butt-chin. Her wide hips swayed frantically as her bulging glutes strained to push her legs into the loose soil beneath her. Her toes gained a grip for just long enough to make a genuine pull against its grip only for the beast to tug its head back and yank her to the side, lifting her from the ground and undoing any progress she may have made as the length of her back disappeared farther and farther between its lips.
 
 
This creature, whatever she may have been, was quite a fighter. Few others the frog had called prey had managed to put up this much of a resistance before giving up. But at the end of the day, she was still a small, weak creature. With no serrated claws, no jagged canines, and no hooked quills. Punch, kick, and scream down its throat all she liked, she was still anything if not near-defenseless. Nothing more than a hefty meal just waiting for a predator to take advantage of her.
 
 
***
 
 
"LET GO OF ME DAMMIT, UGH! LIKE, SERIOUSLY, FUCK OFF!!!! OUCHOUCHOUCHOUCHFUCK- STOP FUCKING BITING ME!!”
 
 
Adelyne bucked and stomped and writhed and flexed, anything to get the giant toad currently wrapping its lips around her waist and groping her thighs and ass with sticky fingers to let go. Yelling intermittently in between cringing at the discomfort and panting for breath inches away from the dark throat that constantly blew hot, humid air onto her face. Hoping that while she fought, maybe hopefully someone, or at the worst, something would come to rescue her. A few sleeping dodos awoke and turned their heads towards the muffled screams coming from towards the jungle, before idly choosing to ignore the horrible slurping noises in favor of returning to sleep.
 
 
The deafening roar of the frog’s awaiting stomach echoed in her ears as the small pond of drool rose up and threatened to eclipse her face. Splashing up and dousing her head and long brown hair in a thick layer every time the toad made a sudden movement, or every time she thrust her powerful legs out only to be once again shoved back in. She sputtered a cough out as another wave of spittle poured down her face, along her neck and over her submerged breasts that took up the majority of volume of the Adelyne-spit-soup she was in all ways forced to be a part of.
 
 
"Ugh... I could've made… *huff* like, a knife or a shiv or a sharpened piece of wood shorter than five feet… *huff* But nooooo, my fat and juicy ass just HAD to craft spears! Spears, spears, spears! Pointing the sharp stick at the scary monster always works when the thing can actually fit in their mouth, UGH!"
 
 
She splashed her small fists into the growing pool of liquid before punching the slick interior walls. The futile blows bouncing off the rubbery flesh like… Rubber… Adelyne darted her eyes left and right looking for any kind of solution, anything she could do to get out of this mess. But everywhere she looked she saw dark, moist flesh. And all of her thoughts returned to that raptor in the woods, and that same pair of limp, meaty legs gliding down its throat to meet their end in its stomach. The same situation she should end up in once she runs out of the strength to keep fighting this thing.
 
 
“I AM TOO. FUCKING. SEXY TO END UP AS DINOSAUR FOOD!!!”
 
***
 
Struggle, fight, yell, rest. Struggle, fight, yell, rest. The frog’s mind was too underdeveloped to understand basic patterns but even it could see how repetitive the girl’s futile actions were.The ground beneath her was damp and dark, stirred up by the dry sand and dirt kicked behind her as she persistently stabbed her toes into the ground, only to be yanked back up, inch by inch sliding between its jaws, and tossed to the ground again
.
It sensed every move, every punch, sway, slap, and moan. Her hot breath panted against its throat, and the heat of her exertion began to radiate through its body. In its jaws, it could feel her naked breasts swaying back and forth, her neck and shoulder’s folding against the roof of its mouth, and in its giant permeable hands, it could feel her pale thighs tensing and softening with each struggle. It craved more of her, desiring to feel her entire body in its mouth and experience her entirety in its stomach.
 
 
It lifted her up one final time, trying to get as much of her waist and hips into its jaws as possible. Even as she kicked the air and bucked and opposed, it kept her up there as long as its muscle’s would allow. Then, with careless motion, it slammed her legs back onto the ground. Just as before, except instead of giving her the opportunity to gain footing while she recovered, its arms dashed out to grab her calves, and greedily pulling them in, shoved her knees past its lips. Leaving only the girl’s curled feet and bulging hips outside of its wet mouth.
 
 
***
 
It was all going so well, she could feel the frog tiring out! It was just a matter of time before it gave up and spat her back up onto the beach and hopped away! She just needed to hold out a little longer-
 
 
*SLAM* *CLAP* *SLUUUUURRPPP*
 
 
Adelyne could no longer feel the sand beneath her feet, nor the cold night air grazing her legs. What enveloped her now were her knees pressed against her chest and the sensation of hot saliva pooling at the top of the frog’s upper lip, trickling down over her shapely buttocks, before being gathered in the lower lip to mix with the rest inside the frog's mouth. Her voice caught in her throat as a chill ran through her veins—she was exactly where the frog wanted her. She sensed its hands pressing against each cheek, gradually squeezing inward. With no resistance possible, she winced as its lips glided over both ample mounds before meeting in the middle. Left in complete darkness, with only the sounds of dripping saliva, her own heartbeat, and the imminent echoes of a hungry stomach. Curled into a misshapen ball in the dark.
 
 
“Oh fuck me-”
 
The entire world in front of her went slack as the throat in front of her opened up, and the jaw behind her pulled back. Dumping the puddle of slime and saliva down, and throwing Adelyne face-first into the black abyss. With nothing solid enough to grab onto she slid on her belly into its stomach, an unexpectedly short trip considering she essentially fell about three feet forward into a slightly more spacious, and uncomfortably more humid room. Flopping onto her tits as her neck twisted to the side, her face squished against the stomach wall.
 
 
“Ermph, fuck, tight!”
 
 
Her legs, all scrunched up against her belly, just plopped into the liquid below along with her shaky thighs and butt, taking up most of the room in the frog’s stomach. In a snap, the way she came in shut tight with those strong muscles, sealing her up completely from the inside. She was trapped, squished against herself and the stretchy stomach walls, getting soaked in the same goo she'd been swallowed with.
 
 
With what little strength left she could muster she continued to beat and scream against its insides, with her thick, tired legs pinned under herself she could only try to punch and push and shove at the slick walls, only for her hands to be shoved back by the smooth muscle that grew tighter by the second. The mixture of white, foamy saliva and hot, bubbling gastric juices gathered and pooled beneath her, splashing against her thighs and navel and submerging her already sopping jugs under an inch of the steaming liquids
 
 
No! No, no, no! Let me out of here! Please! I can't breathe, I can't... I can't... Oh God, this is insane!"
 
 
***
 
 
A heavy burden lifted from the ancient frog's warty shoulders as another settled in its stomach. Survival on the island was a constant struggle, with prey scarce and danger lurking at every turn. But today marked a successful hunt, evident by the swollen belly it now rested upon. The curve of wide, robust hips, creamy thighs, and plump breasts bulged beneath the stretched skin, pulsating and writhing with the prey's movements and muffled cries from within.
 
 
The seasons never changed on this island, but the toad had lived for many moons. In that time it had devoured countless lesser creatures, when it was just a froglet first crawling out from the murky depths it attacked and swallowed its first compy. No minor feat considering the microraptor was half its size. It had once even managed to scarf down a rare and skittish Ovis, a white furred creature that almost melted while in its mouth. But even the first stinging feeling of flesh in its stomach, nor the red juices of lamb chops compared to the sensation of soft, yielding skin being compacted and swallowed whole and alive.
 
 
The small sun the creature had dropped in its struggle was warm and comforting as it blazed and crackled in front of its slitted eyes. Scary and unknown- But comforting nonetheless. The gigatoad was about to shut its weary eyes and fall into blissful, warm sleep to digest its most recent prey when the flame sputtered out in a wisp of smoke. Leaving only the cooling embers of a blackened and spent twig. It knew where the creature had set up camp, and it knew that a baby sun, not too dissimilar to this, resided there. It enjoyed the warmth, and did not want to wait for the big sun to appear so that it may rest under its rays. It had sat around long enough, heavy with prey as it may be. It began to slowly stretch out its creaking legs and got ready to move
 
 
***
 
 
Adelyne grumbled in annoyance, swiping a clump of tangled brown hair away from her eyes as another smear of slime stuck it right back onto her face. She couldn't see a thing anyway, but it was still super irritating. With a frustrated sigh, she threw another weak punch at the slimy, pink walls, hoping to hit the beast's heart at least. But all she could hear was its relentless pumping, pushing blood down into its stomach where it was needed most.
 
 
She was definitely terrified when she first got swallowed, but now, almost twenty minutes later, most of that panic had faded away. Resting her head between the two fleshy pillows attached to her chest, she impatiently tapped her fingers, waiting for something—anything—to happen. "Ugh, seriously, I'm so gonna pass out if this keeps up." Something she wouldn’t mind doing if she wasn’t so uncomfortably contorted and compressed.
 
 
Suddenly, she felt the world around her quake, the thick ooze pooling beneath her sloshing and splashing against her naked body. A new layer of slime jumped up to replace the old one on her face. "What—unf! The—anh~ Fuck—hah! Is happen—guh!" Left, right, left, right, she yelped as she slid from one side to the other, her body roughly colliding with the convulsing walls in a spew of juices. Her devourer was on the move.
 
 
***
 
 
One webbed foot pushed back a hill of sand, another crushed down on the smoldering coals in its path, forcing its body forward through stubborn locomotion. Dragging its distended abdomen under it like a big, squirming bulldozer- flattening any sprouting shrubs or saplings that happened to be in its path. Taking its leisurely time in crawling towards the girl’s abandoned camp, a mess of thatch, fiber, and stones erected to be the bare minimum of a shelter.
 
 
A line of thin branches surrounded the shelter, picked up and shallowly shoved into the sand in a way that resembled a primitive fence. Taking no heed to bother walking in through the gap left as an entrance, the toad flopped its screaming belly over the closest obstacles and pushed them down flat against the beach before unceremoniously pulling itself over the loose twigs towards the brightly burning flame in the center.
 
 
Heat, light, nourishment. What little the big ass frog knew about the fire was that whenever it had burned, the smell of charred meat and the flung scraps of cooked flesh were soon to follow. Unironic that is it that instead of snacking on scrawny leftovers, it wound up dining on the plumper chef instead. It nestled its fidgeting belly down on the warm, hot sand surrounding the bright flickering light and let out a long, deep croak, basking in the radiant heat.
 
 
***
 
The jarring movements stopped, the frothing liquids settled back to the bottom, Adelyne spat out a lock of hair and took several deep breaths. She was lolling on her back now, in the previous chaos trying not to drown in the acrid sloshing, she had slipped over herself and managed to shift around helplessly until the frog sat down- forcefully pinning her back to the bottom of the stomach.
 
 
She reclined in the sizzling liquid, blankly staring up as the ceiling let loose another downpour. Plastering her perky tits and surging down into the already flooded organ. It was still small, cramped, and full of liquid, but at least she wasn’t stuck nose-deep in the stuff. “Holy shit, hooooly shit. Its over,” she muttered, wiping her face with a free hand before running both hands over her chest. She pressed her breasts, picking up a layer of slime between them and rubbing it between her fingers. Attempting to shake them dry, she found the slime stickier than expected.
 
 
She dropped her hands to her sides, letting them wallow with her soft ass under the gurgling puddle "Seriously? This is what I get? My big Isekai adventure? A second shot at life on a freaking magic island? I just get gobbled up by some stupid frog and now I'm stuck waiting while it snoozes me off like I'm a Thanksgiving dinner? Is that seriously it? Ugh!" She tried kicking her feet against the smooth muscle only to find that it had tightened around her.
 
 
She thought back to the previous day, when she dangerously wandered into the woods, and was forced to watch helplessly as that raptor easily gulped down that girl, ass, thighs and all. Those long, pale legs easing past its teeth, watching her feet twitch as it licked her over before sending them to join her in its stomach. The gurgling, churning and moaning that followed as she too succumbed. Was every girl unlucky enough to get stranded here destined to be scooped up and gulped down?
 
“Not that it really matters now…”
 
***
 
 
 
 
The toad's eyelids drooped as it lounged on the sandy beach. The girl's muffled cries faded into the background noise of the ocean. With each moment, the toad's movements slowed until it was out like a light, snoring softly in the moonlight. And with that, the girl was stuck in its belly, the fire crackled, and the beach lulled into a peaceful night.