*GLRK*
“Ahhh…yes…delicious.” Nia sighed as she felt a small bulge race down her throat, tracing it down with her finger, knowing full well Pyra wasn’t large enough to create that small lump… just a thick pile of phlegm and saliva that her tiny snack was completely engulfed in. She felt the bulge pass by her chest, disappearing completely as her stomach gurgled and groaned in anticipation to digest its new prey. The Gormotti closed her eyes in pure bliss as she imagined what it must be like inside her sweltering stomach, the awful smell of the fish she had for lunch earlier, no doubt smelling rotten while festering in her gut for hours. “Enjoy your new home while you can Pyra… it will be the last place you ever see in this world.” She chuckled cruelly, letting out a small burp before leaning back to stretch like a cat waking up from a nap.
Pyra’s journey down the putrid gullet of her former friend was short but that didn’t make it any less miserable. The sound of Nia’s breathing and heartbeat surrounded her from all sides as the slimy muscles squeezed and pulsed her further down towards her doom, the stench of rotting eggs getting stronger and more intense the further she descended into the giantess’ body. Engulfed completely in a thick wad of mucus and saliva, the tiny speck was forced to remain silent as the foul substance filled her mouth and nose constantly, her body twisted and mangled as the walls crushed more than just her spirit. It didn’t take long before the ball of phlegm and spit burst through the esophageal sphincter, the thick flap of muscle opening with a disgusting *SPLORCH*, as thick lines of spit started to seep through… Pyra soon joined them as she helplessly dangled along one of the cords. She was so pathetic and small that her mere wait wasn’t enough to break the thick pillar of saliva as it lowered her slowly towards the boiling, acidic pit of sludge and bile.
The first thing that hit her was the searing heat, carried on the winds of the most revolting smell she had ever witnessed in her life. The odor was thick, visible steam and fumes rising throughout the fleshy cavern smelling like rotting fish and vomit. The humidity and mugginess were turned up to lethal levels as she slowly dripped towards the churning sea of bile and half-digested slop, her skin reddening and wrinkling from already being covered head to toe in Nia’s horrible saliva. Judging from the humidity alone, there was no way she was going to last long, heat stroke would soon set in… if she was lucky. If she wasn’t then… she was doomed to be digested alive by someone she once called friend. The air was much thicker down here…and a lot more moist making it nearly unbreathable and more like a deadly poison that was released on a battlefield. She could barely keep it in her lungs for more than a second before coughing it back up in a series of gags and splutters, her lifeline of spit seeming to have run its course as the cord of phlegm thinned out… and snapped entirely…
—Continued in the full story—
