For a split second your hopes are raised as Tricia stops her mastication, but they are quickly crushed as her tongue tilts and the sweet mush that you are mixed in begins to slowly slide towards her throat. Panic grips your heart as you start to flail wildly in a desperate attempt to free yourself from the gooey sludge, but the thick chewed up berry acts like a pool of mud that has its victim trapped for good. With your strength failing all you can do is scream.
Tricia is too engrossed in eating your berry to hear your cries for help or even feel that something was awry inside her mouth. With her eyes still shut she concentrates on the taste, spreading the delicacy across her tongue before gathering it into a single glob for the next stage. She tilts her tongue only slightly, allowing the goodness to stroke her taste buds as it slides in deeper. Just then she senses an oddity in the flavour - an almost saline pinch. It was odd, but pleasantly different and Tricia knew she wanted it. She lifts her chin up a little and slightly parts her jaws to help the treat further into her throat.
Light floods into your cavernous prison as you see your hostess' jaws part, but this is of no comfort as the further tilting of the triceratops' chin speeds up your fateful descent. You turn to look at the gullet that instinctively flexs out to allow your passage fanfared by the eagerly jiggling uvula welcoming you in. Streams of saliva run down from all sides forming a pool where the larynx seperates the esophagus from the gullet. A pool you know too well is meant for you. You release one final scream before you fall in and are consumed by darkness.
Tricia swallows. Such a symbolic treat deserved to be consumed with passion. Something seemed a bit off though. The berry felt oddly chunky moving down her neck. She opened her eyes and reached out for her bowl of water for a sip. She rinses her mouth out, gathering up any left overs before swallowing again. Her throat immediately eases as she feel the water wash the troublesome glob down into her chest. A lovely feeling of satisfaction spreads across her body as she feels the treat get deposited into her waiting stomach.
"Thank you, little one," she hums, "That truely was a special starter."
When she gets no response she wakes up from her trance and looks to where she last saw you. Surprised, she looks around and under trying to figure out where her guest could have disappeared to. When this proves fruitless, she panics and begins to dig everywhere for you knocking over pots and turning over rugs in her search. Then she turns to the door and a grim realization sinks in. The human had played her for a fool and run off. But why? She was not holding him against his will. Why could he not have told her? She starts to feel anger build up inside her gut. She felt betrayed. If she could just catch that human she would...
Tricia looks back at the empty dinner table. Her anger is diluted by an all too familiar feeling of loneliness. All she wanted was a little company. Someone to share her existence with. But once more she had been denied that simple pleasure. With a sigh Tricia returns to her dining, alone yet again. Finishing her meal she settles down on her sleeping spot, a tear forming on the rim of her eye. Meanwhile a satisfying gurgle emits from her stomach.
At least my belly is happy, the triceratops thinks as she drifts off to sleep, leaving her body to do its work in peace.
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