Chapter #4Delicious Treats by: Unknown You couldn’t resist. Sure, you weren’t supposed to trust strangers… but this lady seemed so nice, despite her strange costume. You didn’t want to hurt her feelings. “Alright. Lead the way!” You say with a smile, gesturing to your friends to come with. Maria followed alongside you as the goat trotted deeper into her fancy house. Kevin didn’t want to go inside, but he didn’t want to be left alone outside either, so he quickly caved to peer pressure and followed along with the two of you. The interior of the modest house proved just how wealthy this neighborhood was; the halloween decorations were as silly as they were impressive, and they seemed to cover every square inch of the goat’s home. You noticed a few odd things, though. There seemed to be quite a few pentagrams painted around the house, as well as depictions of baphomet among other odd shrines. They looked too well cared-for to be simple Halloween decorations.
You couldn’t help but notice her hips swaying as she walked, her rear end fully and shamelessly exposed to the three of you. It might not technically count as nudity, since it was probably just part of her costume… but still, it was oddly hypnotizing. This was the first time you’ve even come close to seeing a woman’s bare body, and it was quite an enchanting sight, especially with how unbelievably curvy the goat was. You noticed Kevin averting his eyes with a blush, self-conscious as ever, but you personally didn’t seen any harm in staring. Maria, of course, seemed wholly apathetic to the nudity, more curious about the goat’s ‘costume’ than anything else. It was an impressive costume, you had to admit. A convincing snout, moving eyes, the works. Facially, she looked much like a real goat, but much… prettier, somehow. You couldn’t really put your finger on it.
She eventually had you sit down on your comfy little couch, the room lit up by beautiful candles. “Just wait here, cuties. I’ll make this the tastiest Halloween you’ve ever had!” She said with a big, cute smile, looking even more excited then you were. She rushes into a back room, and the three of you can hear her rustling through boxes and cupboards as you sit in silence. Eventually, Kevin works up the courage to speak up.
“We should leave,” he says, wide-eyed. You and Maria stare him down, incredulous.
“Why would we do that?”
“We shouldn’t even be here. She’s a stranger!”
“We should at least wait until we get our candy.”
“What if she puts, like, razor blades in it or something?” He insists, and the two of you roll your eyes, annoyed by his constant cowardice. “I’m serious! Don’t you see all the weird satanic stuff all over the house? She could be trying to sacrifice us!”
“Maybe she’s just a pagan,” you offer. Kevin didn’t seem reassured, but before he could argue, the goat woman returned, her arms wrapped around a huge, pumpkin-shaped bucket of candy. It slammed into the ground as the goat woman dropped it onto the floor in front of Kevin, as the three of you stared at it in awe. Chocolate bars, bags of skittles and M&Ms… there had to be at least five pounds of candy in there! Kevin’s concerns were forgotten immediately as he accepted the bucket, almost trembling with barely-contained excitement. He didn’t even bother to check for razor blades as he tore into his delicious Halloween treats. Smiling brightly at his reaction, the goat retreated into the back room once again.
Maria looked enchanted by the bucket, and seemed almost ready to grab some candy from him until the goat returned once again. She offered another, similarly sized bucket of candy to the girl, and before you knew it, you were watching both of your friends with envy as they chomped down on your sweets. You could hear the goat lady searching around the back room again, but she seemed to be taking longer than usual. Hopefully you’d be getting your candy any second now. Eventually, she poked her head out the door, but this time she seemed downright worried. “Uh… pirate? Could you come back here, please?” You were a little reluctant, but you eventually agreed to head into the back room with her. Your friends were too busy chomping down on candy to even notice.
The back room seemed to be a regular pantry, with shelves lining the walls, lit up by a single light bulb. The goat woman closed the door behind you, you were just about to question her, when you realized she looked like she was on the verge of tears. “I-I’m… so, so sorry! Earlier, I got a little hungry, and… I ate, like, half my candy supply!” She said, apologizing to you desperately. “I don’t have enough candy left for you! I completely forgot!” You were a little disappointed, but it wasn’t as huge a deal as she seemed to be treating it. Before you could reassure her, though, she continued. “But don’t give up hope! You can still have the candy I ate! I swear it’s probably still good!”
You were so disoriented, you just accepted her offer without even thinking. “Uh, sure.”
She seemed surprised and excited when you said ‘yes’. “Oh, thank you! I promise, you won’t be disappointed again!” You were slightly startled when she grabbed you both shoulders… and you suddenly found yourself staring right into her gaping maw! For a costume, it looked so unbelievably realistic. Little drops of saliva even dripped down her chin, and you could feel her warm breath against your face. Her ‘tongue’ even seemed to move around of its own accord. You were so awed by her ‘costume’, you didn’t even resist when your head was suddenly plunged inside the tall goat woman’s mouth, and your cheek was suddenly resting on her tongue.
For some reason, you don’t even fight back as she grabs you by your sides and lifts you up in the air, preparing to swallow you down. Perhaps it was the same principle as why a kitten froze up when you held it by the scruff; you knew you’d probably hurt both the goat and yourself if you tried to fight back, so you opted instead to just trust her. The gruesome reality of being eaten didn’t even occur to you. To your addled, surprised mind, this made perfect sense; your candy was in her stomach, so obviously, she had to send you to her stomach so you could get to it. Thus, you were calm, at least, until your body was plunged into the tall, pudgy anthro’s throat.
Once your entire upper body was reduced to a bulge in her neck, you finally started to consider your situation. This was insane! First of all, you realized that there was no chance this was just a costume; your hostess was actually just a real, genuine goat/human hybrid. Worse still, you were halfway down her throat… and you knew what happened to food once it reached the stomach. Unfortunately, most of your body was already restrained, and your wriggling was so futile she didn’t even notice that you were struggling. There was nothing you could do as the goat woman leaned her head back and let gravity slide you deeper down her throat with another gulp. Soon, she closed her mouth around your feet, which rested on her tongue. With another gulp, those, too, disappeared into the tight confines of her throat.
With the consumption out of the way, you were finally dumped unceremoniously into the goat lady’s big, round belly, which stretched even more to accommodate you. It was around 100 degrees in there, and the walls were covered in strange liquids, but it wasn’t all that bad. You had some light in here, at least; just enough to see all the candy that surrounded you. Indeed, the goat already had about four bucket’s worth of candy stewing in her gut already, and there was a sizeable puddle of melted chocolate at the bottom of her stomach. “Mm! There you go! Nice and settled, with all the sweets you can eat,” she smiles once you were settled in, as she rubbed over her sensitive, distended gut with satisfaction. It was a relief to know you could hear each other through the thick walls of her belly. “Honestly, you were a tastier than the candy! So this is a pretty fair trade, I’d say.”
“Umm… I don’t really need any candy, on second thought,” you call, a little unnerved by the gurgling from all around you and the constant movement of her stomach’s walls. “You can just go ahead and let me out now!”
“Nonsense! There’s no need to be polite for my sake! I’m perfectly willing to let you stay in there for as long as you need,” she says. “Now, go ahead! Try a bite! I’ve been told my sweets are absolutely addicting!” You shrug, deciding it wouldn’t hurt to try a kit-kat, at least. You could just pretend the candy was all spoiled or half-digested; surely, that would convince the goat to let you out. You tentatively take a bite, only to be stunned by the taste. This was… the most delicious chocolate you’ve ever eaten! You finished the kit-kat in an instant, and without thinking, you grab another piece of candy, and then another, and then another. You understood the goat’s binge, now; these were amazing! You had completely forgotten about your desire to escape, so preoccupied shoving candy down your throat like a maniac. You were in paradise!
The goat giggled, patting her gut as she noticed you were enjoying yourself within. Content she had made things up to you, she emerged back into the living room, nursing her now much larger gut; so huge it pushed up her apron. Your friends...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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