Without hesitation, to turn and run, clumsily splashing in the water as you struggle to escape the ravenous monster behind you. You make it three paces before slipping on a loose rock and splashing face first into the stream. You frantically try to right yourself only to end up on your back looking up into Gorlak's sneering face. He stands over your prone form triumphantly, reaching down to grab your legs and effortlessly lift you into the air. The next thing you know, you're hanging upside down, weakly struggling as the troll taunts you with a wicked chuckle.
You vainly hope that this is a dream... surely this isn't how you, a regular boy, leaves the world. Surely
this isn't how a normal high school junior dies... as a troll snack. The absurdity of your situation strikes you and you find yourself joining in Gorlak's laughter, your giggles tinged with hysteria. Suddenly, your laughter dies in your chest and you hang perfectly still in the troll's grip. You nervously clear your throat and ask the obvious.
"Um... Gorlak? What will we be having for dinner?"
won't be doing any eating tonight. You see, I'm not really having you as a dinner guest... I'll be having you as the main course." A thrill of terror sends shivers down your spine as he finally voices his intent. "You know, it really was kind of you to pop by just in time for my evening meal. It's not even Ostra yet, and humans are already wandering into my realm! Har, har, har! And most boys your age aren't nearly
so excited to become food for the fair folk. Every couple of decades I catch a human in the Fairy Brook Woods, but they always scream and cry. You
on the other hand..." The troll gestures to your penis, still rigid in the face of an inevitable demise. "Well you'll be my first meal that's enjoyed
being gobbled up, but I suspect I might like that for a change." The troll's belly grumbles loudly in anticipation. "Hmm... that's enough talk for now." He grins and winks at you, "Nice knowing you, kid." Gorlak lifts you high above his head and leans back, opening his gaping maw impossibly wide. Rather than struggle, you find yourself frozen in terror as he slowly lowers you into his mouth. The troll's tongue is shockingly slimy as it tastes the tender flesh of your face. You groan in dismay as he swallows, pulling your head into his throat. The stench of stomach acid chokes you as each gulp pulls you closer and closer to a churning death. Gorlak pauses momentarily as he gobbles you up to your waist, savoring the taste of his juicy young meal even as you scream in terror within the slippery confines of his gullet. With another slurp, the troll takes your waist into his mouth, further humiliating you by rolling your balls back and forth on his tongue. Satisfied with the flavors he finds, Gorlak leans back and continues to gulp you down. In a matter of moments, your feet slip between the troll's lips and with a noisy SLUUURP, your fate is sealed.
With a deafening belch, the troll reclines onto the soft bed of moss and ferns that line the riverbank. Closing his eyes and smacking his lips in satisfaction, Gorlak pats the green expanse of his bulging stomach. You thrash weakly within your slimy prison, but your struggles seem to do little more than cause the troll's belly to jiggle occasionally. His booming voice seems to surround you as he speaks, "Keep it up, kid... you're givin' me all sorts of tingly feelings! Har, har, har!!!" You can't see your devourer, but you can clearly imagine his mocking expression. Panic grips you as the slippery muscles of Gorlak's stomach grind against your naked body. You continue to thrash and kick, but find your energy leaving you... soon all you can manage is to weakly squirm as your prison continues massaging digestive juices into your bare skin. This can't be it! This can't
be the how it all ends!
Unfortunately for you, you're right. It takes several more excruciating hours before you meet your end. Gorlak naps on the streambank, blissfully ignoring your agonized screams as he slowly grinds you into a nutritious paste. No one ever learns of your gruesome demise, and the only clue of your disappearance that the police find is a neatly folded pile of clothes by a stream in the Faybrook Woods. Were they ever to find Gorlak's cave, located deep in a secret (perhaps ancient) corner of the forest, they might be able to guess what happened to you. There in the dark, your shattered bones lie strewn amidst those of countless other hapless boys and girls. Perhaps someone might guess the truth if they saw this. Perhaps they'd know that you learned the hard way what it means to join a troll for supper. But the truth remains veiled, your disappearance just another dark secret of Faybrook Academy.