This choice: changing into her costume for the day • Go Back...Chapter #4Lightning Can Strike Twice... by: Alina   The door closed behind her as Amie set her bag down in the spacious bathroom. She had been talking to an employee who pointed her in the direction of some very good employee bathrooms she and other cosplayers were allowed to utilize today.
The room was really spacious she noticed as she took a small sip from her iced-tea and placed it down, turning her attention to her outfit for the day. She was going to take the Lightning look for a spin once more today she thought, before revealing her new outfit tomorrow. Smiling, she took out her wig and placed it down carefully on the sink. Amie wiggled her toes happily, removing each piece of her outfit with an ever-increasing smile… till she realized she forgot something.
“Oh shit!” she shouted as she stomped her foot in frustration, “How could I forget the boots?!”
Underneath her foot, you were hyperventilating as you were surrounded on all sides by her tan skin. A small crack of light seemed to seep in between her toes as you realized that you had survived the sudden stomp of Amie. The overhead arch of her toes seemed to have spared you, letting the deadly force pass instead to only the tips of her toes and the tremendous ball of her foot. Looking around nervously, you could see that she had actually managed to collapse a small portion of the sandal even more under the weight of her frustrated fidgeting. You felt a little nausea as you thought about what would have happened if you were underneath there when she stomped down. It was then that you remembered how crushed your backpack had become from just a normal step; if you had been stomped on then there wouldn’t even be enough of you remaining to recognize you were once a human! Quickly, you began running towards the toes of her sandal as quickly as you could; this plan turned out to be a bust as well. Passing between her toes, you were suddenly thrown on your face as the world began to move. Her toes pressed down into the ground next to you as suddenly they seemed to be getting dragged away! Soon, her barefoot was hovering above you, free of the sandal they had been trapped in (https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=...).
“Guess these will have to do,” Amie said as she reached down and grabbed the sandal you were on, her hand covering you like a fleshy cage. As she lifted it in the air, you suddenly began sliding as the slick surface of the sole was not giving you much assistance with the constantly changing conditions. Your foothold soon turned into a vertical wall as you began to fall down past the tremendously long legs of Amie, fearing that you were about to become a speck of red on the bathroom floor…
SPLOOSH!
Rising to the surface, the aroma spinning around you was incredibly familiar. Iced Tea. You sank below the surface again as the weight of your water-logged clothes began to weigh you down. Quickly, you ditched the jacket you had on and felt as you once again began to head for the surface. Breaking into fresh air once again, you took in a deep breath and tried to look around. The air seemed to get weird past a certain point, becoming incredibly difficult to see through. Everything was distorted past a certain point and you couldn’t figure out why…until you looked up more. High above there was a clear circle of air…you were inside a bottle of iced tea with no way out.
BOOM!
Looking up, you were suddenly greeted with the visage of Amie’s face looking into the bottle thirstily (http://punchingthewallsofreality.com/wp-...). Soon, the sky was completely dark as her massive open mouth latched onto the top of the bottle, which began tilting towards the cavernous maw! Swimming like an Olympian going for the gold, you were crying out in fear as the powerful current slowly pulled you towards Amie’s mouth despite your best efforts!
“Help! Please stop! I’m in here!” you called, tears rolling down your face as the raging river of iced tea became a lake filling the space of Amie’s mouth….
GULP!
The deep sound reverberated in your bones as the river one again began filling a totally empty mouth. A lake larger than an Olympic sized pool had suddenly disappeared down Amie’s throat in a fraction of a second! Once again the race was on to not end up in the massive mouth as Amie’s hot breath began to fog up the bottle, making the only sight available to you the dark cavern behind you and an emptying bottle ahead! You screamed as suddenly a large wave of tea swept you up and deposited you inside of Amie’s mouth…right in the middle of the lake. Terrified, you knew you didn’t have much time till the next swallow occurred as you began swimming for her teeth. In the limited light seeping in through the bottle you saw her molars glistening in the darkness as the hollow sound of your swimming echoed in her cavernous mouth. You were a few meters away when suddenly the bottle was withdrawn and you were plunged into darkness!
CRSSSSSSH!
The sound of Amie’s tongue rising from the depths of the iced tea lake were disturbing as you suddenly slammed head-long into the side of one of her molars. Wasting no time you wedged your arm between her teeth as you suddenly felt her tongue rising, the wet serpentine muscle-mass brushing against you. In your fear, you could have sworn you felt yourself being tasted, but in the next second that thought would be drowned out.
GULP!
It felt like you were once again in the rapid river of the bottle as the lake quickly emptied itself down Amie’s throat. As her tongue began to lower it brushed past you once again, but this time it took interest. You were suddenly set upon by her tongue as it poked and prodded you. Suddenly it slid under you and lifted up; pulling your arms free from between her teeth as you were thrust into light and squeezed between her fingers. As your eyes adjusted to the light, you saw Amie’s eyes looking at you inquisitively as they focused on your tiny form (http://madcatz.com/wp-content/uploads/20...).
“Some kind of toy?” she said aloud as you noticed you were outside the bathroom.
“Hey! Can I grab a picture?” a voice shouted as you suddenly found yourself shoved into some kind of humid, dark space.
As Amie’s finger was lodged firmly up her nose, she smiled for the picture as…
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