Your heart was practically in your throat! You were letting out panicked little groans as you moved around, disoriented by your new body. Everything felt… different! You didn’t even know how to walk, now that you were walking around on four legs instead of two! Even your eyelids felt heavier, and your footsteps louder! You ended up trying to freeze in place and take deep breaths, trying to keep from having a panic attack.
Of course, your little brother didn’t make it easy on you. “Well, whatever! Like I want to be a stupid monster anyway!” He rolled his eyes and plopped himself on the couch, crossing his arms and pouting obnoxiously. “Like, seriously, bro. Just when I thought you couldn’t get any uglier… you up and turned into some oversized iguana!”
You growl. “Dave, I am REALLY not in the mood…” You give him the most intimidating glare you possibly can, showing off your huge, sharp fangs… but it does nothing to quiet his obnoxious complaining.
“Oh, like I care what mood you’re in! You’re not even human anymore! You, like, don’t have any human rights! The government should lock you in some lab and poke you with needles all day!” He shouted, seemingly outraged. “Seriously. Wah wah wah, ‘not in the mood’. You’re ALWAYS complaining! It’s so annoying! You know, YOU’RE the reason our REAL dad left mom!”
You freeze up. Even the clown lady looks a little surprised. A huge glare spreads across your face as you loom over the boy, and Dave suddenly seems nervous. “How DARE you!?” You sound less like his brother, and more like one of those giant, villainous dragons he’s seen in cartoons! Your voice is so booming, it breaks windows! He looks ready to flee, but it’s too late - your maw descends upon him!
He let's out a muffled cry as you close your jaws around him, lifting your head and letting out an amused hum as you feel him writhe around in your slobbery maw! He punches at the side of your cheeks, making little bulges… but ultimately, he’s so tiny compared to you, there’s really nothing he can do. You swish him around in your mouth with your tongue, just to torment him some more. It was nice to finally be able to give him his comeuppance… and besides, he was the most delicious thing you’ve ever tasted for some reason!
This was all fun and games… at least, until one of his punches landed right on your uvula! Your maw shuddered open as you let out a gag, your entire head shuddering for a while as a nauseous feeling overtook you. Once the feeling subsided… you realize you couldn’t feel Dave in your maw anymore! You try looking around for him… only for the realization to slowly sink in… you’ve accidentally swallowed him WHOLE!
“Oh… oh God! What have I done?” You shuddered, beginning to shake uncontrollably as you realize what you’ve done. “I… I ate my own brother! I-I’m a monster!”
Jenny rolled her eyes. Your and your brother’s fear was delicious right now… but she couldn’t let you go on thinking you’ve just killed your own brother! Even she wasn’t THAT cruel! “Hah! Well, you’re right about the ‘monster’ thing at least,” she reassured you. “But don’t worry. He’s not being digested in there! … I think.”
You pause, doing a double take. Just now, you notice that your brother is actually… still alive! You look down at your round, scaly belly, and you notice he’s so small, he doesn’t even make the slightest bulge… but still, you can feel him deep in there, indignantly punching and kicking the walls. He didn’t seem to be running out of air or getting digested or anything. “Wait, so… he’s going to be okay?”
“Yeah, don’t worry about him. Monsters have full control over their digestive systems, so they don’t digest anything unless they specifically want to,” Jenny shrugs, nonchalantly. “So that brat - unfortunately - isn’t going to end up as dragon fat any time soon.”
“How do I let him out?” You ask, not fully trusting the clown for obvious reasons.
“Oh, what? You’re going to let him out ALREADY? After he’s tortured you all these years?” She almost looks disappointed. “You’re missing out on your once-in-a-lifetime chance to get revenge! I have a better idea; why don’t you keep him in there, and let me feed off his fear. And in return, I’ll take you to see The Land of Monsters! A big ol’ man-eating beast like yourself should fit in perfectly there!”
You think about it for a moment. Apparently, he wasn’t going to be harmed in there… and feeling him move inside your stomach was actually rather pleasant, and it felt great knowing you were getting your revenge, and there was nothing he could do about it. Besides, The Land of Monsters sounds cool. Eventually, you come to a decision...
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