*an addition by: Enigma the Fox*
Your mother shoves, hard, then reaches down to grab your ankles, still holding your wrists behind you in one hand. You feel a dizzying rush as Susan's teeth scrape over and under your face, and your feet leave the floor. You've been inverted, your lucious teenage body pointing straight down your little sister's gullet. Saliva pours around your head as she sucks on it, her tongue curling up to slap and lick your cheeks. Then her tongue is on your throat, and you're staring into the pitch black of her esophagus.
All your screaming is muffled by her flesh, your struggles minimal thanks to your mother's grip. The older woman looks on approvingly as Susan swallows, and you start your trip into her.
You feel tight muscles opening for you, then sliding around your face. They clench and pull powerfully, almost making you black out, as she swallows again. Your breasts are eaten next, the perky globes rolling over Susan's lower lip and into her mouth. You're in no mood for pleasure, and can't appreciate the feeling of her tongue's rough attention. Anyway, she's your little sister. You were hardly attracted BEFORE you were sentenced to death in her digestive tract. You cry out in mild discomfort as she gulps the tits down, the heat and pressure around the sensitive skin almost unbearable.
With loud slurping noises, she sucks in your back, elbows, and abdomen. Your head is pushed into a slightly more elastic space. A chunky, sticky fluid coats the walls, and what air there is, is extremely humid and dank. It only takes you a second to realize you've just entered Susan's stomach. And that the stuff coating the walls is a mixture of digestive enzymes and what's left of Kate. You almost retch, while Susan nibbles at your waist.
Mother has let go of your arms, but they're thoroughly pinned by Susan's jaws and throat. Her once-small body is growing steadily larger with every bite she takes of you, her skin and clothes oddly stretched with your sexy outline. Your bust squeezes through the cardia with a gurgle, bulging her stomach further. She moans, rubbing and patting her tummy with pleasure at your delicious flavor and filling quality. She was too worried about interference to savor Kate, and ingested her as quick as she could. You are a different matter. Your mother lifts a brow, wondering just how good you taste...she's going to lose you soon, after all. Suddenly you feel another mouth, closing on and sucking your toes. It only lasts a few seconds, though.
The little girl opens a little wider, and starts to chew in your hips and ass. Again, you don't get a whole lot of pleasure from her. But there is a mild tingle in your groin as she runs her tongue over your bald slit several times. The sensation is ruined, though, as she swallows your hips down and starts working on your long legs.
You're only groaning now, whimpering as you're forced to curl up. Your legs jerk and twitch, but can't escape your mother's grip. Only your feet can kick, and do. All the way. Susan sucks in your knees, her soaking and abominally tight gullet wrapped around your thighs. She slurps loudly again, and mother lets go completely, setting her hands on her hips.
Only your feet are left, wiggling half in and half out of Susan's lips. The little girl's belly is enormous, just like it was with Kate, resting on the linoleum floor in front of her. Using her hands and movements of her teeth and jaw, she works your feet into her mouth completely. A few licks, and a gulp, and you've been completely eaten alive.
"Buuurrrp!"
You do your best to escape, but from seeing her digest Kate, you know it's hopeless. The walls are soft and spongy, but tight around you with little give. Slippery ooze is gradually filling the confining space, covering you. It tingles, and you know that now it's your turn....she's started digesting you.
The next day, she starts her new life, and her first lessons. Your body and Kate's long gone, no more than a little lump in her intestines. If it's any consolation, you rank as one of the best meals she ever has, scrumptious beyond compare.