Tossing her head back, she relaxed her tongue and her throat and felt the squirming fairy bulge slide right in.
*GULP*
She moaned in delight as she felt the fairy enter her crushing oesophagus and begin the slow, slow journey downwards, down towards the heart of her hunger. She made to trace the bulge with her fingers until she slipped away and was all gone. Ravex smiled and cooed as she felt the bulge slip into her stomach. Already, the fairy tried to beat on the walls, her desperate struggle to escape still burning strong even as she stewed inside a stomach. It tickled.
“Ahh … fairies …” Ravex moaned, leaning in to finish the broth. “They just don’t know when to give up, do they? They just don’t realise that they’re worthless, pathetic pieces of food the moment they come to be, don’t they?”
Ravex slurped up the broth one spoonful at a time, making sure to never relent in her swallows. With each gulp of soup, another shower of liquid rained onto the fairy, making her scream and struggle some more. It was delightful. Before long the broth was all gone, leaving her stomach a churning, filled mess of liquids, meats and bits of vegetables. And of course, one tiny, pathetic fairy.
