When you turn around, you see a fairly large green frog. You'd known your girlfriend kept a frog, though you'd never understood why. And hadn't really cared, since that's not what you'd been thinking about when the two of you started going out.
You were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard it croak again. You couldn't really tell, but the look in it's eyes looked pretty hungry, if you had to guess.
And your guess seemed to be pretty on the mark, as the larger-than-you amphibian hopped closer a little. You quickly stepped back in response, but soon regretted it, as you slipped on a damp leaf sticking out of the frog's swimming pond. You slid back, and landed in the water with a splash.
When you finished sputtering out water, and sat up, you saw that the frog was closer, and quickly approaching. You got to your feet and turned to run, but it was already too late. The frog's tongue shot out of it's mouth and wrapped around your left leg. It then jerked back, dropping you down onto your stomach, and began dragging you back. You twisted around, and began to yank and pull on the sticky red appendage. But it was no use, and your legs were pulled into the creatures mouth.
It didn't take long for the frog to completely pull you into itself, and when it finally closed it's mouth around you, darkness fell, and you fell asleep. When you woke up, you were in Liz's open hand at-
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