"Hmm... you look pretty good," Sophie says in an offhand way. You are puzzled. 'Is she hitting on me?' you wonder.
"Uh... thanks?" you say tentatively. She picks you up out of the dollhouse and pulls off your shirt.
"Wh-What are you doing?" you ask in alarm.
"Oh, I just want to get a closer look at you," she says in a kind manner. She proceeds to remove your pants and goes for your panties.
"Hey! Don't touch that!" you shout, blushing. She ignores you and removes both your panties and your bra.
"There we go. You do look good, Sarah. Good enough to eat," she comments, and tosses you into her mouth. You land on her pink, slimy tongue and start screaming. She closes her mouth.
"Let me out!" you scream frantically. The massive pink muscle begins to writhe around, feeling and tasting your naked body. You struggle for breath as you fight against Sophie's tongue. Suddenly, you are spit out and are back in her hand. You begin to sob with relief.
"You know, you look good... but you taste even better," Sophie says with a cruel grin as she draws you closer to her mouth. You shriek and struggle, pushing against the huge, soft lips. Your arms slip in, and she pushes the rest of your body in after it. You try to get back out, but her tongue has started to move you around her mouth. After almost a minute of being tossed around by the slimy pink mass, you are pushed to the back of her mouth and down her throat. You fight against her with all your strength, but it is not even close to enough. You are dropped into a completely dark, pulsating chamber filled with a thick, foul-smelling liquid. Your skin begins to tingle. You pound on the sides of the stomach for a few seconds before you are pushed back by some muscular action in the moving walls. You scream threats and pleas, but Sophie either does not hear or does not care. You skin is now itching, and you begin to throw yourself against Sophie's stomach walls in the hope of making her vomit. Finally, your skin begins to burn, an agonizing pain that consumes all conscious thought. Where there was once desperation and terror and hope, there was only misery and agony. Death is a merciful release.
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