The back of Michelle's throat pulsed powerfully, contracting and sending you plummeting straight down the dark, slimy passage of her throat. You are caught and quickly enveloped by slick muscles, contracting and releasing in coordination to pull you down. As her throat pulls you on down towards her stomach a thought comes to you in the darkness. All the years the two of you had spent together, all the joy and all the tears, they meant nothing now. Now you are absolutely nothing more to her than another little snack. Just one more tasty snack, no different to her digestive system than any other meal that had ever found itself sliding down her throat. This thought kind of saddens you. You love her, and this is not what you had in mind when you told her you wanted to be with her forever.
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