This choice: Nothing happens, you're digesting • Go Back...Chapter #5Nothing happens, you're digesting by: Unknown
You waited a minute, two minutes, three minutes, four, the acid was already higher than you, it reached your throat, your expectations were not met, in the end your stomach began to gurgle, and you felt a burning pain in your whole body, falling in convulsions, you drowned and began to sink to the bottom, your screams they were not heard by anyone except you and the dog, but he didn't care about you, you were just his food, your lungs were filled with acid that burned their flesh completely and eventually you lost consciousness, your dying okestre consisted only of the beating heart of the husky and the gurgling and rumbling of the stomach and intestines. For the last eight hours, your body has been moving all over the husky's body, giving all its nutrients to Rudy's body, which he will use to play with your younger sister, who does not know where her brother is, but as you knew, it does not matter to her where you are, it matters to her that you are no longer there and no one will offend at home.
The next morning, your remains were already ready for the last way to be thrown out into the outside world again. Today is your favorite dog that you had until you became feces, mucus and fat on the dog's stomach, your mother and Rudy are going for a walk in the park, because today is a good day and fresh air. After half an hour of walking, the husky stops for a while in one place, starts sniffing the ground, and then squats down, lifting the tail up and exposing the black anus hidden behind the white, shaggy fur, which pulsates and opens, showing the inhabitant inside. By this time, your mother has prepared a bag for dog poop. The brown head of your coffin appeared between the dirty folds of the anus and rectum. The muscles of the rectum clenched around a massive and slimy, sticky poop covered with mucus, which they began to push out. Creaking and crackling, the turd came out, emitting a wild stench of landfill, rotten meat into the air. It took Rudy only 4-5 seconds for a five-centimeter turd to crawl out of his anus and, curling into a ball, plopped down on the ground, on the browned leaves. The dog wipes his paws, and his anus creaks closed, while the husky is already standing on his paws and lowering his tail. If you look at the poop, then on its surface you can see white inclusions, similar to the eggs of worms, but these inclusions were the remains of your bones, of your skeleton, that's what's left of you, and you can say that there is practically nothing left, the stomach of the dog completely digested you, almost without a trace. Your mother bends down and puts the bag on her hand, picks up a fresh pile of dog feces from the ground, she folds the bag and holds it in her hands for a while. After walking a couple of meters through the park, she reaches the trash can, into which she throws a bag with your remains.
"Well, young man, I think your punishment has passed, it's a pity that you could not fully assimilate it and stay alive. I think I should say goodbye to you.
Goodbye, dog shit!" - said your mother and walked on through the park in nothing unprecedented. |