You float through space...
No awareness of your physical form...
Darkness...
Silence...
You see a star in the distance. As you get closer, the light spreads and engulfs you.
An ocean of images appears all around you:
Good and bad times, happy and sad moments, intimate and embarrassing scenes...
The things you did, the tasks you accomplished, the people you met...
You fly through this space, picturing all kinds of events, until you crash into a very clear picture...

You're standing in front of a wooden door. There is a sticker on the switch next to it, labeled with "Charms".
Your heart is pounding as you press it.
*Ding-Dong*
After a brief moment the door opens...
A slender girl appears before you, about a head shorter than you.
She has long, smooth, light brown hair, absorbing brown eyes and is dressed in a grey sweatshirt, grey chinos with dark blue socks.
A broad smile greets you: "Hey there, handsome."
There's nothing handsome about you. You're average, decent at best. You know she's just teasing you since you chatted with her for some time now on one of your communities - Eka's Vortex.
You're really nervous. It's the first time you actually meet someone who knows about this special fetish you have.
"Do you want something or are you just standing around?" she asks.
You slightly blush: "W-well, hello. M-min-niZilla."
As soon as you said that name a bright red color paints her face while she averts her gaze to the ground...
"Ummmm... Uhhh... I g-guess you're S-Snowflake then." she nervously reacts "P-Please c-call me swallo--- ahem, Willow, Willow Charms. I-It's nice to f-finally eat you - I-I-I mean - meet you!"
She's about to burst any moment, clumsily trying to hide her well-kept secret, painfully aware of the fact you already know it.
You need to step up to this awkward situation. Your feelings are mutual.
You convert all your courage into words: "Hi Willow, nice to eat you too."
A shy giggle eases the tension pressuring you two.
"W-well come in - ummm - Snowflake?"
While you step inside you can't help but patting her head while you say: "No need to be so tense. We're in the same boat after all! My name is..."

Everything blurred as you getting dragged away.
Yes - that's how you first met Willow. She was so incredibly cute, overwhelming you with her aura.
The first thing you thought when you calmed down was how fitting her name was. She charmed you in less than a minute... All it took was two clumsy sentences...
After that, you met every now and then talking about your interests or playing board games related to your fetish while you were role-playing on Eka's. You didn't really realize it yourself but seeing this scene again there was no doubt - You fell for her head over heels the first time you met her...
You still hover in blackness. You think about the future:
The stuff you still want to do, games you want to play, experiences you want to make, emotions you want to feel...
You really look forward to the next role-play with one of your friends - especially Willow....
There is this new game coming out next month: Workshop Firis, previewed to be one of the best in the series - You want to play it so madly...
You long for a travel to japan once. It's an fascinating country with innumerable curiosities...
You regret you never had the chance to tell Willow what you felt for her deep inside...
All these thoughts and this sense of loss is waking you up to a very simple fact you were forgetting all the time:
YOU WANT TO LIVE!


You come to your senses coughing and gasping, wringing for air.
Everything around you wobbles, a bubbly liquid fills the floor the air has a sour aroma, growls and groans can be heard around you and it's pitch-black.
At first you're startled but soon you're face-punched by reality. That's right. How could you forget the terror you've gone through for even one moment...
Willow's stomach. It's still trying to dissolve you for the sake of her body...
Who are you kidding it isn't trying it, it's doing it!
You try get up... You reassess your previous opinion.
It's not as big as you thought. You need great strength to stretch your arms and legs. As you push the undulating walls in all directions you get a clearer view on your surroundings - Her stomach was fairly bigger than you, but that's it.
You DO want to become one with Willow but not like this. You want to experience more fun times, role-plays and more intimate moments with her, not her digestive tract. You want to be WITH her, not INSIDE her! But while you're being absorbed in your desire you're also being absorbed by Willow! With your newly found resolve you start to fight back the merciless world Willow is accommodating.

Knowing it's a race of time! You scan the giant muscle with your arms and legs for a opening. It's impossible to tell which part you already covered since there are constant contractions and extensions scattered all over the place.
At least, using the power of logic you can tell that the acid bubbling up to your knees is the lower part of her stomach making it easier to locate the approximate direction of your entry point. After a tedious search you conclude that a strangely formed lump, which hangs down from above near your head, must be the sphincter to her esophagus. It's the only somewhat consistent thing you can feel in here.
But... there is a big problem.
From this side, it feels hardly bigger than your head!
Nonetheless, you try to squish your arm inside.
Trying to outbalance the movement tossing you around with you're remaining three limbs, you press your hand against a dent on it's bottom... It's strenuous, but You get through!
You instantly feel it dragging in an attempt to seize the escapee but you succeed in pushing further. Now that your arm is inside you forcefully slide your other arm along but the tiny opening isn't allowing any more jailbreaks. You're way to weak to force pry it open more than that. Additionally - with only two points on the bottom giving you somewhat hold - Willow's churning stomach adepts its form to cooperate with pulling her sphincter...
Your environment brutally cramps and roars once again. It's such a discomforting feeling of crushing and squeezing. It's teasing you! - Letting go of all the air straight out of the passage you try to take while it conveys to you: "The air can go but you're staying here!"
Shortly after, you feel fresh air entering the passage again while your gradually slipping back with her stomach widening a bit.
There's no way in hell you get out of there!
Unfortunately, it's the only way to get out of Willow without taking the full tour...
You could say you lost track of time, while you continue your full-force struggle to survive - occasionally suppressed by the painful cycle of ventilation - but you never had it to begin with...
Something changes: A tingly feeling gradually swallows you as the smooth and rather soft rubs of the undulations begin to make your body feel sore. THAT'S NOT GOOD!!! The stomach acid begins to take its toll on you.
Your heart is trying to burst your chest as it trembles in fear of the upcoming event. "WILLOW!" you loudly shout "WILLOW!! STOP IT ALREADY! LEMME OUT OF HERE!!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE LIKE THIS!!!!!"
You know she can't hear you but your instinctive fear just denies you the track of a logic thought. You battle evolves as you go from pushing to punching and kicking.
"WIIIILLOOOOOW! PLEASE! I BEG OF YOU! PLEASE! JUST GET ME OUTTA HERE!" you scream in fear and continue after another severe ventilation "WILLOW! STOP IT! PLEASE! IT HURTS!"
It doesn't interest you any longer how much time has passed. You just remain resolute in your struggle. Only now you notice how much hotter this sauna has become - or was it just you? You can't tell if your sweating or not since you're drenched in wetness from the beginning of this suicide mission. You became accustomed to this feeling.
You're not backing down one bit from your decision to fight but it gets really tiring - especially with the pain sharpening with each ventilation of your place.
Your body and mind is stressed by an unbearable tingly itch. You go crazy because you just want to scratch it that badly. The only thing that keeps you from madly scratching it is the knowledge of your skin painfully chipping away if you did that now.
It just keeps getting hotter and hotter, making each of your breathes less revitalizing. A tight feeling grips your chest each time you're demanding air.
The worst case is at hand:
The itching sensation is merging into an slowly intensifying burning.
Your body pours out masses of adrenalin - overpowering your body to exceed human limits - in order to grant you a last and final chance to go all out against your final boss.
You ruthlessly crying out in pain and agony while you're ferociously trashing your surroundings with superhuman strength...
...
After you felt like enduring that cataclysmal suffering for hours the pain starts to subside...
RELIEF!
You don't feel literally nothing any more but the this fatal pain is gone also! The groaning, growling, bubbling and gurgling around you also vanished by now. There is just a pleasant silence left.
What are you doing? Are you still moving? Are you dead yet? It's hard to tell if you have no physical existence anymore. All you've got is this single train of thoughts that hovers in nothingness...
Despite your awareness, you're still reflexively kick and punch around you - quite fierce at that! But eventually, your body gets tired and begins to surrender to the harsh environment by slowly ceasing it's weapons.
You're still drifting in this dimension, outside of time and space, as you ponder:
"Why did it have to end like that? Where did I go wrong... I had still so many dreams left... So much more I wanted to do...
Willow... WHY? Why have you done something so horrible to me? I just wanted to be your friend... to be with you...
I loved you!".......