This choice: Avoni is prey, and it's feeding time! • Go Back...Chapter #5Dinner for a cliff racer by: Halcyon   Avoni stares, wide-eyed and frozen with fear as the cliff racer stands over her, surveying her beaten body. Then, the Dunmer screams as the creature chomps down on her, clamping its beak down over her and hoisting her high in the air. Avoni gasps as she's lifted high up, her entire world flipping upside down as she finds herself pointing vertically downward into the creature's maw, her legs flailing wildly outside of its beak as its slimy tongue slathers her face with sticky saliva.
"NO, MMMMF!" She screams as she feels herself slide downward into the beast's open throat, her head forcing into its gullet with a thick gluuurk as the cliff racer begins to hungrily devour her whole. Avoni watches in helpless horror as she's forced easily down into the cliff racer's rippling, pulsing throat, sliding headfirst down as she realizes she's actually being eaten alive.
*gluuurk* *gulllp* *gluurp*
Feeling her head push through a ring of muscle and into an open chamber, Avoni gasps for breath but instantly gags. Her face presses down into a fleshy wall as she feels her legs and feet enveloped in the same wet tightness, only to be swallowed down as well, leaving her curled up upside-down inside of the cliff racer's gurgling, churning stomach.
Struggling to right herself, Avoni begins to panic. Oh Azura, what's going on?! she thinks to herself, gagging on the foul stench of rotted flesh. The dread quickly sinks into her as she realizes that she's inside of the cliff racer's stomach - swallowed whole as if she were its prey. All around her, the stomach gently swings as Avoni sits curled up inside, the slimy walls rubbing against her in between deep groans, swinging left and right with every flap of its wings.
Great... she thinks to herself, as the oppressive heat bears down on her and the churning stomach walls noisily cover her in mucus. Not only could I not even kill a stupid cliff racer, but now I'm it's dinner... I remember training in situations on how to fight off wild animals, but nobody's ever told me what to do AFTER they eat me...
Avoni's train of thought is interrupted when she notices the potions she had been sent to deliver - ten exclusive restore fatigues - spilled out on the stomach floor, churning around her in a frothy pool of potion and bile. That train of thought is also interrupted as the stomach groans incredibly loudly, squeezing down on her body, and...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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