Her skin radiates heat, the warmth of the infernal engine inside her chest evident even from a distance. As you approach her, you notice that she’s idly flexing her hands, her fingers curling into fists and then relaxing, her knuckles cracking as she does so. The thought of getting crushed under her enormous fist crosses your mind, but you shake it off and continue your slow crawl towards her, hoping that her warmth might finally draw her attention to you.
As you finally get within reach of her massive form, you stand up on your shaky legs and wave your arms frantically, shouting up at her, trying to make your tiny voice heard. But she’s engrossed in conversation, her deep, booming voice filling the air as she laughs heartily at something one of the others said. You take a deep breath, steadying yourself, and decide to make a bold move.
You run towards her hand, now resting on the ground beside her, the fingers splayed out and slightly curled as she absentmindedly digs them into the dirt. The heat radiating from her skin is almost unbearable as you approach, but you push on, determined to make her notice you. Finally, you reach her pinky finger, which is almost as tall as you are. The texture of her skin is rough, calloused from years of battle, but there’s a strange comfort in its warmth.
You grab onto her pinky, hoping the sensation would alert her, but Karlach shifts her hand before you can secure your grip. Without warning, she slams her fist into the ground, her massive hand crashing down with terrifying speed and power. You have no time to react as her fist makes contact, smashing you into the dirt with overwhelming force.
The pain is indescribable as her fist crushes you beneath its weight. The ground beneath you gives way, creating a small crater in the dirt, and you’re pressed into it, your tiny form completely engulfed by her massive knuckles. The pressure is immense, every bone in your body creaking under the strain. Her skin, hot and rough, presses into you from all sides, the heat from her infernal engine seeping into your body and making your skin tingle.
You can barely breathe as the air is forced from your lungs by the sheer weight of her fist. The scent of sweat, earth, and something faintly metallic fills your nostrils as you’re crushed deeper into the ground. Time seems to slow as the crushing weight of Karlach’s fist bears down on you, your vision blurring from the pain and lack of oxygen. You feel like you might black out, your mind teetering on the edge of unconsciousness, when suddenly the pressure eases as Karlach lifts her fist, leaving you gasping for air and lying in the shallow crater her fist has created.
Before you can fully recover, Karlach’s massive hand descends again, this time gently scooping you up between her fingers. You’re lifted high into the air, the world spinning around you as she raises you up to her face. Her eyes narrow as she finally notices you, her expression shifting from surprise to a mischievous grin.
“Well, look what we have here,” she rumbles, her voice sending vibrations through your tiny body. “A little bug trying to get my attention, huh?”
She holds you between her thumb and forefinger, her touch surprisingly gentle despite her immense strength. But then you feel the heat from her body start to intensify, the warmth radiating from her skin growing hotter by the second. You squirm in her grasp, but there’s no escape as the temperature continues to rise, the heat becoming almost unbearable. It’s as if you’re being cooked alive in her grip, your skin tingling and beginning to redden from the intense heat.
Karlach chuckles, clearly amused by your tiny struggles. “Don’t worry, little one. I’m not going to squish you… yet.” Her words do little to comfort you as the heat continues to build, her infernal engine working its magic on your tiny form. You can feel the heat seeping into your bones, the sensation of your body being slowly roasted from the inside out. It’s excruciating, yet you’re powerless to stop it.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Karlach loosens her grip, allowing you to slump into the palm of her hand. Your body is drenched in sweat, your skin a deep red from the intense heat. You’re weak, barely able to move, but at least the unbearable heat has lessened. You look up at Karlach, hoping that this ordeal is finally over.
But Karlach’s grin only widens as she brings her hand closer to her face. “You know, I’ve worked up quite an appetite,” she says, her voice low and teasing. “And you look like you’d make a tasty little snack.”
Your eyes widen in horror as you realize what she’s about to do. You try to scream, to beg for mercy, but your voice is weak and hoarse from the heat. Karlach opens her mouth wide, revealing sharp teeth that glint in the fading light. The scent of her breath washes over you, a mix of sulfur and something metallic, and your heart races in terror as she lowers you towards her mouth.
Her tongue flicks out, wet and hot, and it wraps around your tiny form with surprising dexterity. The rough texture of her tongue scrapes against your skin as she pulls you into her mouth, the heat inside her mouth overwhelming. You struggle, but her tongue holds you firmly, pressing you against the roof of her mouth as she closes her lips behind you, sealing you in darkness.
The air inside her mouth is thick and humid, the scent of sulfur and something faintly metallic filling your nostrils. Her saliva coats your skin, the warm, slick liquid making it impossible to get any traction as you try to squirm free. Her tongue moves beneath you, pressing you against the roof of her mouth and sliding you across the rough surface, tasting every inch of your tiny form.
You can hear the sound of her heartbeat, a deep, rhythmic thump that echoes through her body and vibrates through your own. The sound is both terrifying and oddly hypnotic, a reminder of the immense power and life force contained within this giantess who now has you at her mercy.
Karlach plays with you for what feels like hours, rolling you around in her mouth, pressing you against her teeth, and occasionally letting you catch a breath of the stifling air trapped in her mouth. Every time you think she might finally show mercy and let you go, she swallows a mouthful of saliva, and you’re pulled deeper into her throat, the muscles contracting around you and squeezing the air from your lungs.
Finally, with a low, satisfied hum, Karlach tilts her head back and swallows hard. You’re dragged down her throat in a single, powerful gulp, the muscles contracting around you and pulling you deeper into her body. The heat inside her is intense, the air thick and humid, and the sound of her heartbeat is deafening in your ears as you’re pulled further down her esophagus.
The journey is short but terrifying, every muscle contraction squeezing you tighter as you’re dragged down towards her stomach. The heat continues to build, the air becoming stiflingly hot and difficult to breathe. You can feel the pressure building around you as the walls of her esophagus close in, squeezing you tighter with each passing moment.
Finally, you’re pushed through a tight ring of muscle and into her stomach. The air here is even hotter, the acidic fumes burning your skin and filling your lungs with each ragged breath. The sound of her heartbeat is even louder now, a constant, rhythmic thump that echoes through the walls of her stomach. The stomach walls are slick and pulsating, the acidic juices splashing around you as they start to work on breaking you down.
You’re tossed around inside her stomach, the powerful muscles churning and squeezing as they begin the process of digestion. The heat is unbearable, the acidic juices burning your skin and making your eyes water. You try to scream, but no sound comes out, your voice lost in the thick, humid air of her stomach.
As the stomach acids begin to break you down, the last thing you hear is the sound of Karlach’s satisfied hum echoing through her body. The darkness closes in, and you finally lose consciousness, your tiny body succumbing to the heat and the overwhelming pressure inside her stomach.