The hand lurched forward and scooped you up into Jisoo’s palm. Rolling across the clammy surface traced sticky sweat across the length of your twitching dick, nearly drawing another orgasm out of you. As you tumbled into a heap between two wrinkles, Jisoo was awestruck as you began moaning, grunting as you began to fuck the crevice you’d buried yourself within. The little slave was so enamored with her hand that he couldn’t even control himself anymore!
Two fingers clutched your leg and pulled you into the air. You dangled precariously, your tiny dick flopping into your belly and bouncing around. “Just look at you…” Jisoo tutted judgmentally. “Do I need to keep you away from my hand?” She scoffed, her deep voice sultry but intimidating. “Really?”
Drunken you attempted to slur our a few words. “Ji- Jisoo…” you hiccuped and grimaced, quickly growing nauseous. “I… I’m…” your words weakly fell until you began sobbing again, only capable of producing whimpers. The idol now holding complete dominion over you - how quickly she’d taken control of you with only a pinky finger and mocking words - her harshly judgmental gaze at your naked body… all of it was so deeply emasculating that you could no longer choke out anything more tangible than stifled blubbering.
The spectacle was enough to elicit a small bit of sympathy from Jisoo. “Oh, look at you…” she said quietly, lifting a finger to your inverted body. She pressed it into your face again, but was shocked as you responded by wrapping your arms around her digit and attempting to fuck it again.
She recoiled disapprovingly, tossing you back onto the table like garbage. “You annoying pervert, you’re a mess!” Your head slammed into the wooden surface, making your brain rattle around like maracas. A sudden lurching sensation gurgled in your stomach, followed by a sickened heaving. The motion pulled vomit from your stomach as you rolled over, retching and gagging as beer and acid evacuated from your otherwise empty stomach.
No lightweight herself, Jisoo couldn’t be more entertained. “Can’t hold your liquor, huh?” Your felt her finger stroke your back as you let it all out. “Don’t tell me you’re a teetotaler AND a virgin.” Those words alone would have brought you to orgasm if you weren’t puking your brains out. When you finished, you slumped forward and rolled onto your back, groaning as the world spun. You wanted to sleep.
Jisoo herself was similarly drunk off her ass, but she at least could keep it together - in fact, as she watched your exhausted self begin dozing off, she sipped from her beer and pondered on what to do with you. You still hadn’t done much for her, and you even had the audacity to repeatedly try to fuck her fingers every time they got close to you. “What a worthless little speck you are…” she stated, shaking her head. The world faded to black…
“Get up!” When you awoke, Jisoo was leaned over, the sound of glass rattling coming from her fridge as she clamored for another drink. It wasn’t clear how long you’d slept, but her awkward movements made it clear that she was far, far more inebriated. You weren’t much better yourself.
“Since this is your first night in Korea,” she slurred out, burping between her sentences, “I’m making you somaek. Do you know what that is?” Her voice was now airy, her words trailing off as she stuttered between them. God damn she was fucked up!
“No, what’s that?,” you responded, genuinely curious. She gave you a yellow smile as she slammed a green glass bottle of Soju onto her desk. She cracked the seal and lazily poured a large portion of it into her beer can, grabbing it by the rim and swirling it. It was a cavalier way to prepare a cocktail, but, she reckoned, it would do.
“It’s my favorite drink. Don’t worry, you’re going to love it.” Her tone seemed strangely sarcastic. You would have objected, but you were cut off as she snatched you up and quickly deposited you into the mouth of her beer can.
Alcohol burnt at your skin and your screams echoed through the aluminum chasm. Carbonation produced bubbles that licked your bare skin and sizzled against your face. The endless cocktail abyss threatened to drown you as you unintentionally inhaled the mixture, a buzz rushing back to your head. The smell alone caused your stomach to jump and sink again. All of it was a horrendous experience, you again sobbed and cried out to Jisoo for her to save you.
She let out pitchy giggles at the shrieks coming from the can. It served you right! She contemplated letting you drown in there. It would certainly be well-deserved, if a bit cruel. But her stomach controlled her decision instead, as it grumbled out, requesting more alcohol.
Yeah, that’s right, she thought to herself, if he dies in there it’ll ruin the drink. And I’m not wasting somaek. No way, she thought to herself, no way!
Jisoo grabbed the can and brought it to her lips. The ocean surged around you, tidal waves washing over you and sending you under the surface of the terrible liquid. Your head spun as you uncontrollably spewed the alcohol from your stomach as it simultaneously flooded back into your mouth, forcing you to choose to only swallow more to avoid drowning. Your eyes snapped open as lamplight illuminated the sticky sea through the hole you were approaching…
Though your eyes burnt, you could see the terrifying sight of an open mouth through the fractalized crystals of light that cascaded through the carbonated wall of bubbles. Jisoo’s bottom lip folded out along the lower rim of the can, and two flawlessly white teeth were posted at the higher end. Beyond a pink tongue was a dark cavern, a moist wall of flesh that bottomed out into an esophagus you knew you were now destined for.
Pockets of air coalesced into round bubbles under the surface of the alcohol as your screams were silenced by it. The wave spouted out of the can and crashed into Jisoo’s awaiting tongue, siphoning from the can and immediately being sucked toward the pumping muscles of her throat. You rocketed from left to ride, guided by turbulence disturbed by minute twitches of her tongue and jaw. The current dragged you toward your inevitable destination and two tonsils you squeezed between disappeared from sight as you sunk into a tightening crevasse.
Being the only solid in the stream of alcohol, you painfully slammed into Jisoo’s contracting epiglottis and were momentarily molested by its movements before the wet muscle squeezed you out of its folds and pressed you beyond the orifice guarding her esophagus. As the peristaltic globules of muscle massaged your body toward, occasional springs of alcohol squeezed past your body like coursing rivulets, or tears of rainwater down cave walls. It was a wet vertically oriented slip-n-slide that simultaneously soothed your exhausted muscles and forcibly compressed every part of your body until you wanted to scream if it didn’t mean suffocation.
In the external world, your descent was as irrelevant as the multiple lumps that traced along Jisoo’s retracting throat. You slid past her collarbones, the bulge forever disappearing behind her bosom as her digestive system accepted you.
A groan of approval welcomed you into the chamber of her stomach. The sphincter opened, excreting your beaten body through the valve. You plummeted into the awaiting concoction of boiling enzymes and alcohol, a digestive cocktail ready to process the rare spare nutrients afforded to it amidst Jisoo’s unbroken drinking binge. Landing with a splash, the soupy mixture was a swamp that immediately pulled you beneath the surface with no intent to ever let you resurface.
Jisoo pressed a hand into her bloated belly. Setting the can down after chugging it, her other hand rubbed the side of her head as the world spiraled around her. She pressed gently into her expanding guts… then let out a long, rude belch. Imagine if it had tasted like you!
The little air once in the pockets of her guts all evacuated at once, leaving you in a tight, airless organ that quickly got to work on the dense caloric mass thrashing under the surface of chyme. You shrieked and sobbed, wishing your cries could reach the ears of your idol. If only you could convince Jisoo of how much you loved her… how much you loved BLACKPINK… of your dedication, maybe she would give you mercy.
But that was beyond you now, wasn’t it? She’d become your Goddess, and her divine judgment had found you wanting. Now she held so much power over you that, even as the warm sensation in her stomach and the drunken haze lulled her to sleep while she still sat in her computer chair, her natural bodily processes remained powerful enough to dole out your punishment.
You still cried, paddling in an ocean of semi-solid vomit that denatured your very flesh at a speed so fast that your poor dying epidermis sloughed off as a nutritious paste within seconds. Acrid vomit bubbled, the popping pockets splashing viscous burning mucus onto your face and even jellying your eyes - your eyelids caving into the emptying pockets as the white organic matter melted down your face and brought chunks of tissue from your cheeks with them. Muscles detached from bone and collagen liquefied into simple proteins as your body crumbled into disparate parts that were effortlessly dissolved into a tan pool of carbohydrates and sugars. You died in complete reverence to Jisoo, internally praying for a mercy that wouldn’t come and imagining her as your one and only Goddess.
Jisoo snored, lost in the void of a drunken sleep. She turned in her computer chair, unconsciously raising a hand to her gurgling stomach and rubbing it. Your irrelevant contribution to her diet would be broken down into nutrition burnt before she’d wake up the next day. The hardworking body of the idol, was happy to allocate you as no more than heat energy and breast tissue on her beautiful figure.
Congratulations on becoming part of an idol, it’s your greatest accomplishment!
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