It felt like less then a second before you found your new surrounding of sprinkles unceremoniously flipped upside down, and the pull of gravity's cruel wrath sending you back out into the unforgiving world. Now, freefalling toward a frosted dessert at what seemed to be mach speed, you couldn't help but feel, that this wasn't what you signed up for, not today and well not EVER. Your thoughts were so rudely interrupted by the sensation of your face meeting a chilled surface, soft enough not to kill you, but solid enough for you to suffer from what would could be a minor concussion, not that getting a doctor's professional opinion was really viable, nor top priority at the moment. Getting your bearing atop the delectable glacier you met with the face of the girl who would ultimately try to end your precious existence, and as fate would have it, it was Alison. Yes, after all this was her idea, this situation was all of her construction, so naturally she would hold the ice cream you land in.
For the briefest moment.... a microsecond, fitting your micro size, you held a belief that maybe, just maybe you could perhaps escape this ice cream, and survive this encounter. This moment was dashed as soon as your eyes were irrevocably locked in a life ending stare with Alison. Before you could even go through all five stages of grief., before even hitting denial about the situation you found yourself rising up. Rather than sully the experience of going through the spoon to claim her prize, Alison decided to take the more intimate approach and released her tongue; as Alison's tongue flew out like a bat out of hell the it darted forward, the light of above you was blotted out, the tongue's shadow mirrored its physical counterpart and enveloped you. With one simple lick, you were body became stuck to the tongue. Your sight became a wall of flesh, more endless than anything that could be comprehended, and with everything changing the only thing you could know for sure is that she had taken another lick of the ice cream while you were already on there, as if to enhance the area for her tongue to have its way with. It was right after this that the last lights off life and were smothered out for you, and that you were destined to be food for this girl, never to feel the warmth of the sun ever again, instead you were to experience your last moments in a blur of black and pink dancing in front of you.
The feeling of ice cream rapidly melting inside the most humid place and warm place possible assaulted you from all sides, and the dairy product rapidly diminished leaving your body sticky and suffering from a case of hypothermia, that would normally be life threatening if things were "normal". With the remaining puddle of ice cream you were sent cruising, by way of tongue launcher throughout the seemingly endless cavern, hitting stalactites, stalagmites, the ceiling, and all manner of walls before the tongue decided to more accurately show you around every aspect of the mouth like it was giving a tour guide. You went from just being a ice cream to being an ice cream sandwich as you found yourself in between the cheek of her mouth and her tongue, pushing you out, Alison's tongue fully extended. Falling from this position back onto the waiting tongue, your body was contorted as her tongue curled all around you, as if giving you the taste seal of approval, and then for a lingering moment everything stopped. Then, for one final time, her tongue launched you to the roof of her mouth and the world began to tilt slightly, changing her tongue into a fatal slide. Slowly the slide became more and more slanted, until the ability to oppose it became insurmountable and your final fall had begun, a fall that could not be more perilous. As you travelled through the throat, at breakneck speeds, and hit the stomach acid full speed, you neck did in fact break on contact, ending your misery forever. Slowly in that stomach you would be like the rest of the food, but in Alison's mind she will always remember the feeling of eating a human being live, and try to replicate with small candies just to feel it once again. And that dear viewers leads us to.........
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