“Those drunk bimbos never notice if there's one treat missing from their order,” the woman said as she slipped you into her coat pocket, submerging you in darkness.
Your world shifted as she carried the others out to the ravenous women awaiting them. After some more bumping against what you assumed to be her breast, her fingers slid into the pocket and plucked you out with index and thumb. She then took her jacket off and slumped onto a chair. “Those alcoholics will be busy with your finger food friends for at least a half hour before they call me again. Which means...”
You shrieked as she pulled you close to her face again and slowly dragged her enormous, warm, wet tongue across your entire body. “I get to savor every last bit of you.”
After she licked you, you were completely covered in her gooey saliva and overwhelmed by the stench of her breath, but you finally summoned the will to plead for your life. “Please miss! I'm not food, I'm a human being! Please, you can't eat me!”
“I wasn't listening; don't waste your breath,” she sighed as she leaned back and dangled you over her face. “I assume they told you after they packaged you that you're no longer a person; you're food. Nothing more, nothing less. Just a piece of candy. And every time the club orders some for the members, I manage to sneak the most delicious smelling one for myself.”
You writhed in pain as she gripped you by one of your wrists and opened her maw wide. You now had a clear view her gaping throat, opening wide to swallow you down. “Please! I don't wanna die!”
“I imagine all food doesn't want to be eaten. Oh well.” She nibbled and licked your feet, savoring your flavor as you screamed in terror. “Judging by how hard your getting, I'm guessing the collector that got you was a pretty one. Did you really believe she liked you? I bet she was holding in the urge to laugh the whole time.” Her words started to make you cry as you continued to shriek and beg for your life.
Finally, she dropped you. You plummeted into the bottomless pit that was her mouth, but she suddenly closed her lips around your neck so that only your head was sticking out. All you could see was a see of red as her massive lips covered your entire vision. You screamed and cried and begged her to let you go as she sucked on your body, her tongue slamming against you and licking all around you.
She simply moaned, clearly loving your taste, before an incredibly loud slurp sent you through her red lips and into the hot moist cavern of her mouth. Once trapped inside, her tongue continued to viciously slosh you around her mouth, soaking you in her sticking saliva and tasting every inch of your pathetic little body.
After some time, you felt her tongue lift you, and you began to slide toward her throat. “No! Please! I'll do anything! Please don't eat me!” you cried. But the plea did nothing but cause you to get wads of her saliva in your mouth. As you continued to slide down, you attempted to grab onto something, her teeth, her tongue, her uvula, anything, but everything was far too slippery, and suddenly her throat grabbed your legs.
A thunderous gulp shoved you down the dark tunnel without a second thought, and you were soon sliding down the mucous-covered tube in complete darkness. Being pushed a fleshy ring, you plopped down into a sea of bile and saliva. Your senses were assaulted with the burning of her acids, the groaning of her stomach, the sliminess of the walls, and the rancid stench of the stale air.
As you desperately tried to push against the walls to get her to throw up, the walls pushed back, beating and churning you as they did their job to digest you. In moments, you would be converted to calories and waste. All because you had fallen for Brooke. As you felt tiredness come over you, you cried, knowing that you sealed your fate the moment you asked that woman out