Chapter #4Cow's Gluttony by: Unknown His heart skipped a beat as he ran headlong into another jump scare, and time seemed to pass by in slow motion. Even through the darkness, he could tell this wasn’t some sort of animatronic; it was definitely a real person, leaping out at him from around a corner as a head-achingly loud scare chord played. This was obvious from the way she moved; instead of just sliding out out hiding, she seemed to maneuvering straight towards him. This knowledge was made even more disconcerting by the fact that her silhouette was 8 feet tall, almost twice his height. She was moderately ‘curvaceous’ too, you could say, her belly alone being almost as wide as he is tall. As she emerged into the light, Kevin realized the woman was dressed in a similar costume as the others in the neighborhood, but this one seemed to be a cow of some sort. This one wasn’t wearing any clothes at all over their costume, revealing her costume to not only be unbelievably realistic, but also quite… anatomically correct.
Not like that’s what he was focussing on at the moment. He was a bit more preoccupied by the huge cow lady’s jaws hanging hungrily open, giving the boy a clear view into the darkness of her cavernous throat. He had no time to react. All he could do was try to make sense of what he was seeing. Her ‘fur’ and snout were already seemingly impossibly realistic enough, but her mouth was really pushing the limit. There was no way it could just be a part of the mask -- her maw just looked too real, slid open too fluidly. Even in that instant, he could feel her warm, smelly breath blast his face, and feel the saliva glancing off her teeth. As she grew closer, she only looked more and more real -- even her long, flat pink tongue was hanging out the corner of her mouth, in anticipation for her meal.
Just before darkness swallowed him, his mind reached one final, terrifying realization -- she wasn’t wearing a costume.
Overall, the single instant in which the cow leaped out at the boy felt like it lasted forever. Soon enough, though, the adrenaline rush faded away, as he was left to deal with the reality of his situation. The mouth that closed around his head was definitely real, for starters, as indicated by the saliva wetting his hair. The rest of the cow’s body was real, too, particularly her unbelievably hefty bust. Considering these faces, odds are, her stomach’s not fake either… and judging from the way she’s holding him, that seems to be where she’s planning on sending the boy. “Aaahhh!” Kevin finally let out a scream, just a moment too late -- now, his voice was simply muffled by the cow woman’s mouth. Her amazonian height lent her incredible strength, and she was able to easily restrain the boy against her pudgy body as she repositioned him to better slurp him up like a noodle. The process was terrifyingly fast; this obviously wasn’t her first rodeo. She knew he would confused and disoriented at first as he tried to figure out what was going on, so she used this time to immediately fit his wide shoulders into her throat. Those were the widest part of every human’s body, so once they were in, the rest of her halloween treat would be easy.
It wasn’t until he was already a quarter way into her throat that Kevin’s addled mind pieced together what was happening enough to start fighting back, kicking and wriggling with all his might. He was actually making some progress, for a moment, before the cow noticed and restrained him even more tightly. For such a pudgy young woman, she definitely had some serious muscle. Kevin knew he was running out of time; the more he disappeared down the bovine’s throat, the easier it became for her to gulp him down faster, and the harder it became for him to resist. At this point, though, he feared it may already be too late; his arms were already pressed against his side by the tight, disgusting tunnel of the cow’s throat, and her grasp on his legs meant he couldn’t even throw any kicks. He was basically immobilized completely as his upper body was buried in her throat; all he could do was wriggle around, and try to position himself in such a way that she couldn’t swallow him any deeper.
For a few seconds, the cow woman seemed to struggle to gulp him down any further, and Kevin finally had a flicker of hope, believing he had successfully delayed his descent. If he can just keep this up, eventually the cow will choke and be forced to spit him out, right? Unfortunately for him, in reality, the cow was simply pausing to savor his flavor. She only gets a treat like this once a year, so she wanted to make it last. Still, a gurgle from her hungry gut reminds her of the task at hand. She’s been subsisting on a liquid diet for a week to fully empty her stomach and bowels in preparation for her upcoming feast, and now, her belly was begging to finally be filled. With a snort, she decided it was time to get this over with. She leaned her head back, letting Kevin’s kicking legs hang in the air, until, with the assistance of gravity, she took another grand gulp, sliding her prey deeper at a terrifying speed. In an instant, the only part of him that remained in the cow’s maw was his feet, uselessly wriggling against the back of her mouth. She closed her mouth with a giggle, licking her lips as she sealed her prey’s entire body in darkness.
His heart skipped a beat as his upper body was suddenly dropped into the cow’s stomach proper. Eventually, the cow swallowed down his feet as well, leaving nothing to prevent him from slipping entirely into her waiting gut. The walls of the sac stretched easily, giving him the illusion of wriggle room at; but whenever he wasn’t manually forcing them to bulge out, the walls would contract back into place around him, curling him up into a ball. It was of course around body temperature inside her, around a sweltering 99 degrees, and it felt like he was stuck in a wet, fleshy sauna. Seemingly excited by the huge meal, her guts began churning and gurgling loudly as they prepared to process him, and he noticed a small puddle of strange liquids pooling beneath him. His screams were muffled completely by the thick, fleshy walls, as any sign of him was completely lost to the outside world.
Meanwhile, the young bovine woman was giggling and squirming in delight at the sensation of such a large, lively meal. She was a little worried about her friends ‘haunted house’ plan… if they didn’t get any visitors, she might end up wasting her halloween! It all worked out in the end, though, it seems. The pudgy, college-age bovine sat, naked as they day she was born, on a nearby chair, rubbing all over her rounded, distended belly with satisfaction. The feeling of such lively prey inside your stomach is half the fun of halloween, after all. Eventually though, she got over the initial buzz, and excitedly took out her phone, to post an image for all her followers of her big, round, perfect furry gut stretching out of the front of her chubby, naked body, along with the caption;
Just got a tasty treat delivered straight to my door! 👅🍬🤰 Will keep U updated on digestion! Happy #Halloween! 😜🎃
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Meanwhile, Kevin’s friends continued to navigate their way through the mansion, completely oblivious to his grisly fate. Maria, for instance, was currently mapping out the mansion in her head, trying to figure out its secrets. The geometry just didn’t make any sense; the twisting halls of the ‘maniacal manor’ seemed downright non-euclidean. She could walk in a perfectly straight line, and end up right back where she started! Of course, it couldn’t be magic or anything; she deduced that there had to be some sort of illusion at play here. All of the light-hearted fun of the haunted house had faded away, as she set to diligently searching for whatever secrets might be hidden in the darkness. She tried to be especially cognizant of secret passageways or subtle changes in slope which might explain some of the inconsistencies she’s noticed, but so far she’s had no luck in figuring out the trick.
A few things further frustrated her investigation. No matter how many times she wandered through an area, new jumpscares seemed to appear each time, a fact which further confused her. It was like the entire manor was changing all around her as she searched. Eventually, she collapsed into one of the old, dusty victorian chairs, chomping down on some of the candy in her bag to calm her nerves. This cheap suburban haunted house proved to be much more complex than she imagined. Once they noticed she had given up, certainly the staff of this place would give her a clue or something, right? She certainly didn’t want to waste the rest of her halloween here.
Eventually, while relaxing on the chair, Maria felt someone behind her tap her shoulder. She looked over her shoulder excitedly, thinking it was one of her friends, or perhaps a staff member here to aid her. Instead, though, there was only an unbelievably tall man looming over the chair, who seemed to be dressed as some sort of...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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