"Well, well, well. When I heard tubby talking about a tiny girl I thought it'd be you" says a cool, sultry voice. Ice shoots through your veins as you turn around. Cold blue eyes are staring straight through your soul, giving you a predatory look. Lush, glossy lips are twisted into a cruel smile. Breasts that you doubt are completely real struggle against her plain white t-shirt, her hard pink nipples showing due to a lack of bra. This woman is Brandy, your father's trophy girl and your would-be assassin. (Also known as the woman you had a wet dream about just earlier that morning.)
"H-hello, Brandy. How are you?"
"Oh, I'm doing great. I heard you were interested in seeing my insides?" Her tongue glided across her perfect lips swiftly, like a pink serpent. The ice in your veins is conflicting with the fire in your loins. She wants to kill you, but god she's hot!
"Um...ma'am? About getting my ring back?" Jo interjects. That's right, Jo! As long as you're with her you're safe! Brandy may be evil and sexy, but Jo is larger. She has a few inches on the blonde, and a lot more weight. Plus you've seen first hand that she can mess a bitch up with her fists.
"Of course! Please, come inside. I have the string ready, plus a few refreshments." Brandy ushers you two inside, but the bright smile she's showing is making you uneasy.
Her house is nice. Three stories high, classy decorations with a modern touch, and the scent of oranges wafts through the air by scented candles. Honestly this place has a welcoming feel to it. Although the more you look around, there are no pictures of your father anywhere, or sign he comes here. Once in the living room Brandy sat next to Jo on an expensive looking couch. On the coffee table was a string tied to a magnet, and a string with a noose.
"Hold on, this isn't what we agreed to" Jo interjects.
"I know, but I realized that idea was a bit...cartoony. Is Tina strong enough to hold the ring while I pull her out? What if she drops it and I choke?!" She places her hand over her mouth in fake shock. You can't help but notice she's still using the sky blue nail polish she had on when she stomped you.
"...You have a point" Jo concedes.
"So, I thought it would be better if I just swallowed little Tina, as is. Then once she's inside, she can find the ring. After a few minutes, I'll swallow the magnet and she can stick it on."
"Gold isn't even magnetic."
"Sweetie, we both know it isn't pure. There should be enough iron in it to pull it back out."
"Fuck you...but you're right."
"Exactly! Once we pull it out, I can swallow the other string. Once she's secured in the harness, we pull her out too! What do you think?"
"...Can I have a word with Tina for a sec? Alone?"
"No problem. How about I get the adults some wine?" She gets up and heads down the hallway, swaying her perfect butt in their tight shorts along the way. Jo looks down at you with concern.
"So, what's the deal between you two?"
"That's my dad's girlfriend. She tried to kill me once."
"That's awful! Tina I swear I didn't know. We don't have to go through with this."
"It's fine, Jo."
"What?"
"You really love that ring. Even if it puts me in danger, I'll get it for you. If she tries anything...I've seen you punch someone hard enough to spew their guts."
"True. You must really want to get in my pants to go this far." You blush and bashfully look away. Jo isn't much of a looker, especially compared to someone like Brandy, but she's sexy in her own way. Her big personality and forward way of speaking, plus the huge tits. You had an incredibly huge crush on her a few years ago before puberty. Whenever your mom invited her over, you'd swarm all over her. She's three times your age, but you're happy for the chance to sleep with her.
"Alright ladies, I got us some red!" Brandy walks back in, clanking two wine glasses in one hand with a bottle in the other.
"You're not planning on drinking that before Tina goes in, right? Its better to have an empty stomach while she searches."
"Sorry to burst your bubble, but my tummy is far from empty. You called me late, so I already ate lunch."
"Still, don't make it harder for her."
"Alright...so little girl, you ready?" She gives you a predatory grin that makes you scared and horny.
"I...I guess so..." you mutter. She plops down on the couch next to Jo in an exaggerated fashion. Then she opens her mouth, tongue out, under the hand you're standing on. Gazing down into the abyss below, you shiver. You've been eaten once before by your friend Melissa, but thanks to the flu you were vomited out minutes later. Nothing has managed to kill you yet. But the threat of digestion was scary...but also exhilarating. You were a closet voraphile, so the thought of getting eaten by this sexy bimbo made your loins ache. You didn't experiment with this fetish too much because it's impractical. Even if you aren't digested, everyone knows what happens to food. You'd rather spend the rest of your days in a gurgling sack of acid than go through that. Although honestly, you'd enjoy that as well. The only reason you haven't snuck into someone's food is because you don't want people to mourn over you.
Brandy's mouth is honestly one of the sexiest you've ever seen. Her flesh is a healthy bright pink, all the walls coated in saliva that reflects beautifully. Her teeth are perfect and white. Her tongue refuses to stop moving, constantly shifting in anticipation of your arrival. Then, the throat. The pitch black pit in the back that will drag you further inside this woman. One gulp, and you'll be gonefrom the world.
"Well...here I go..." you say. Then you step off Jo's hand. Her tongue was practically touching Jo's hand, so you don't fall far. The jump was well angled. Your body passes straight through the walls of teeth, avoiding the tongue while plummeting straight to her throat. The first contact you make is with the back of her throat. Brandy reflexively swallows, sending you down. Powerful throat muscles squeeze you from all sides, coating you in hot saliva. Your wet clothes are further grinding into your skin, causing them to itch and burn but the squeezing sensations feel great.
'This would be fucking amazing if I was naked' you thought. You slowly fall through the gullet, the strong muscles pulling you at their own pace. The sound of her heart beats loud enough to resonate in your chest as you get close to the pumping muscle. It sounds like its beating faster than it should. Your lungs are beginning to hurt from lack of air. After what feels like a minute, the ground gives out underneath you. You fall a good distance and land in a thick pool of juices. Breaking through the surface, you sputter to the surface. Some foul tasting fluid gets in your mouth...but you swallow it instead of spitting. Once you catch your breath you take in the surroundings. Sight is useless in the pitch black stomach. The air in here is foul, the scents of acid breaking down food along with the various gases make it hard to breath. The heat is sweltering, reminding you of the times you ended up in an oven. Also, you can't hear anything other than the loud groans and gurgles. The steady sound of her beating heart is somewhere in the background. Thick digestive soup, much thicker than water, comes up to your chest making it hard to move around. Thankfully your pants are soaked in digestive fluids, because being inside the belly is making you incredibly wet.
Trudging through the thick sludge of Brandy's old meals is hard, and you're having difficulty even looking for the ring. Without being able to see, you're moving aimlessly around. Which could work with enough time, but it would take days for you to explore all the nooks and crannies of the belly. Then you walk straight into a pile of mush, likely the food Brandy was talking about before. Curiosity gets the better of you, so you plunge a hand into the warm squishy mush. Taking a bite, you're shocked to find a delicious taste! Brandy had apparently eaten macaroni and cheese. The pasta is pre-chewed and the cheese is melted by bodily fluids, but the acids that had tasted foul earlier had somehow enhanced the taste. You finish your handful and dip your hand back in for more, only to hit something hard.
"The ring!" you exclaim. The odds of finding it was slim at best, but you did it! The thought of a needle in a hay stack comes to mind, but it's actually a ring in a mound of digesting food. After pulling it free, you wade back towards the area you first fell in at. At least, the direction you think you landed in. It's hard to tell in the bimbo's digestive organ. A few minutes of standing around later, you can make out the sound of swallowing through the organic cacophony. Then a loud splash makes waves just a few feet away, covering your face in fluids. You wade over as fast as you can, only to bang your foot against the magnet.
"God damnit!" you cry out. You might be immortal, but stubbing your toe still hurts like hell! Come to think of it, you don't feel any pain from the acids you've been soaking in. That's good. You dive under the surface into the sludge to get the ring under the magnet. Turns out, Brandy was right and the ring sticks. Just as you resurface, a voice breaks through the loud groans around you.
"Tina? Listen, Brandy has a lot of experience with her throat but can't stay like this forever. I'm about to pull up the string. If the ring isn't attached, we'll wait for a few more minutes and try again." Then the magnet shoots back into the air, leaving you alone in the sac of acid again. After a few seconds, a loud squeal can be made out.
"Oh Tina, thank you! Than you so much! Brandy's going to swallow the other string now, so just wait right there and we'll get you out." You're relieved to hear that. A part of you thought Brandy might just keep you in there. Thankfully you hear another swallowing sound, signaling the other string on its way. You wait in that spot until...
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