It's a harebrained idea, but anything is worth getting out of this mess.

"Hang on, Vasu, I think I figured a way out of this."

She mumbles in reply. You're not sure if she understood, but no matter - you'll be by her side soon.

With your tongue, you begin hooking strands of silk and grinding them on your teeth. Your saliva seems to have some effect in breaking them down, and you feel them break away. Hell yes! Your head is somewhat freed, but it's no easy task trying to access more strands that aren't directly in front of your mouth.

"Juth give me a mi'ute," you say, the silk in your mouth making it hard to talk. By swivelling your head with your tongue extended, you nab a few more strands and then get to work on your shoulders.

Vasudha moans.

"Almo dum." You can barely even understand yourself, but your shoulders are free. Your arms are out of reach, though, so you strain to lick your chest.

Movement catches your eye. You look to see if Vasudha has tried to stand again but what you see instead makes you gasp and nearly choke on the wad of spiderweb in your mouth.

A frog the size of a Volkswagon sits in front of Vasudha, it's giant yoga-ball throat bulging and retracting. It lets out a deep but pleasant croak and fixes its eyes on the prone form of Vasudha.

"Vaafuah!" Even if you didn't have the gag, it's doubtful Vasudha would be able to react to this new creature. Frogs are harmless, right? It's just a giant mutant frog passing through, much better than a giant mutant spider, right?

You are frozen in place, having completely forgotten about trying to free yourself as you wait for the frog to hop along elsewhere. But its eyes don't stray an inch from Vasudha.

It lets out another rumbling croak. Vasudha stirs, but her eyes remain shut, her face wrinkling as if upset that she might wake from her dream. Suddenly, a bright red tongue shoots from the mouth of the creature and plants its tip on Vasudha's head.

You scream through the spiderweb gag as the tongue yanks poor Vasudha by the hair, lifting her off the ground. Her eyes remain closed and she mumbles something, oblivious to her plight. Her legs drag across the ground for a moment as the frog reels her in, then it snaps its catch into its mouth.

Your screaming turns to muffled whimpering at the sight of Vasudha's body drooping from the frogs mouth, slowly being sucked in like a spaghetti noodle. The frogs lips wrap around her shoulders, then slip over her breasts and work their way down her belly.

You twist and pull against the web in a last ditch effort to escape. Perhaps you make some headway, but not nearly in time to stop Vasudha's inevitable demise. The frog curls its massive lips around her ass and pull greedily. Her legs now dangle from the frogs mouth, but she doesn't so much as twitch her toes in resistance. You hope to god she doesn't feel a thing, maybe the spider venom was a blessing in disguise.

The last you see of your friend is the soles of her feet disappearing behind amphibious lips. The frog lets out another deep croak - or was it a burp? - and to your horror, its gaze affixes on you.

No, no no no! I don't taste good! you try to say through the gag. But the frog doesn't understand or care. You feel the ground shake as it hops over to your helpless body.

Your chest is almost free, if you can just peel your arms out of the web...

The frog launches its tongue. You feel something soft, warm, and heavy slam against the soles of your feet, sending a shiver up your spine. Before you can react, the tongue retracts, yanking the web taut. Your socks fly off into the frogs mouth and the rest of you flops back to the ground.

Unsure how many split seconds you'll have before the monster tries again, you make the most of your lucky break by planting your bare feet beneath you and pushing off the ground in a desperate attempt to peel the rest of your torso out of the web.

The slimy tongue spanks your ass like a water balloon. You are lifted off the ground by your buttocks momentarily. Your tankini bottom wedges into your slit, and this combined with the hot, wet tongue against your cheeks sparks the oddest sensation of pleasure. You let out a muffled yelp.

You can feel your chest peeling away from the web, but not fast enough for the frog's patience. It pulls harder until you find your legs straightening and your swim bottom sailing off your legs and into the frog's gullet.

Another lucky break, although damn the beast for ruining your new swimsuit! You struggle once more to free yourself, trying not to think about what you'll wear instead for your next profile pic.

Fortunately, the frog's last attempt did the trick, and with one final yank, you are at last free from the web!

You break into a run and make it about two steps before the slimy tongue slaps your ass again. You fly head over heels backwards into the waiting frogs mouth, which catches your ass like a baseball.

"Haaugh! Cohey! Heelph!" Your muffled screams go unheeded as the lips slide over your back and thighs, folding you in half as you are slowly consumed. The frog's tongue is irreversibly suctioned to your cheeks, its saliva pressing into your slit and mixing with your own wetness. You try to hook your arms and legs outside the mouth, but its pull is too strong and the sensations too powerful. Moments later, your hands and feet are side-by-side dangling from the frog's mouth, wiggling frantically in the hopes that its somehow not too late to escape.

Your palms and the soles of your feet rub along the lower lip of the frog's mouth, and the last bit of daylight disappears, plunging you into blackness. The tongue, now fully retracted, releases you and you let out a soft whimper. Curling up in the fetal position, you let the massive appendage shove you to the back of the mouth and down a tightly constricted esophagus. It should be a quick journey to the stomach, but you've curled up so tightly that you're momentarily lodged, slimy membranes pressing against you from all directions. The air is squeezed from your lungs and you pass out.

With a satisfied croak, the frog hops into the jungle, you and Vasudha sloshing around in its belly.

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