You scream and she stops and stares at you. You don't like the look in her eyes, "What's the matter?" She asks.
"I don't want to do this!" you say, "I've changed my mind,”
She looks disappointed, "I thought we were having fun," She says.
"I like the fantasy, but the reality is just too much," you tell her.
She starts looking around, staring at the ceiling and the walls.
"What are you doing?" You ask.
"Looking for cameras," She says.
"Why?" You ask.
"Hmmm, do you think they have any way of knowing what goes on in these rooms?" She asks.
You don't like this line of questioning, "They have to. How else would they stop those who are unwilling from being eaten anyway?" you ask.
"My point exactly," She says with a predatory smile, "My theory is, they can't. I bet if I ate you right here and told them you said it was ok, they'd buy it," She draws her tongue up your leg, "You can scream all you want. I'm sure they soundproof the rooms as well," She sucks you in waist deep.
"You can't do this!" You yell, but your words are cut off by her moan. The more you struggle, the happier she seems about the whole thing as she draws you the rest of the way in. You try to push against her lips, but she spreads them and you are pulled into her hot, moist mouth. You scream and kick as her lips close and her tongue batters you around. You scream again, but it is cut short by her swallow.
You can do nothing to prevent the downward pull. All you manage to do is tire yourself out as you are squeezed down and land in her stomach. On the outside, her moans have intensified. You are awash in a sea of acid and alcohol. They say it's good to eat a little something when you drink. Guess what you are now?
THE END
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You have met one of the story’s ends. Feel free to start again and try a different route.
The story so far, (obvious ripoff Star Wars music plays) The silhouette of the orchestra can be seen in the distance. Just imagine the text is scrolling through space as you read it and try to keep up. I hope your imagination doesn’t make it move to fast.
You’ve wanted to go to Forbidden Dish for a long time. Your friends decided to come with you. You aren’t sure they know what the deal is, but you let them come anyway. If you aren’t familiar with Forbidden Dish, most things will be explained throughout the story, but it still wouldn’t hurt my feelings any if you read the other stories. If you like this story you will undoubtedly want to read the others. They are available on girlfood and oishi1’s individual portfolios. Feel free to explore. Let us know what characters you liked and what could use more or less detail. I’m adding this to the story notes on short chapters because the dealio will only accept chapters of five hundred words or more and I don’t want to make it hard to poke around.
If you’re here for one of the crush related deaths (or are trying to avoid them because you don’t like that sort of thing) they are located in the following ending choices
- 1,2,3,4,5,105,104,121,9,20,24,75,78,83,86 END foot crush
- 1,2,3,4,5,105,104,121,9,20,24,75,78,83,84 END foot crush
- 1,2,3,4,5,105,104,121,9,20,24,75,77,82 END foot crush
- 1,2,3,4,5,105,104,121,9,20,24,75,77,81,90,91 END butt crush
- 1,2,3,4,5,105,104,121,9,20,24,75,77,81,89,92,91 END butt crush
considering most choose your own adventures are about survival and this one is about trying to die, I don’t know what is considered a happy or a sad ending. I guess we’ll have to go through it to find out. What else? Oh, if you are visiting from Deviant art and don’t have an account here, feel free to comment under the image on Deviant Art, or make an account with giantessworld. It is the absolutely most impressive collection of giantess stories I’ve seen, and they are all tagged, so you don’t have to wander into something you don’t like. It’s a great place and if you like our stuff, you’ll find plenty to love here. There, maybe the commercial plug will excuse the padding. I hope I hope I hope. Well, here goes. Hopefully, I don’t have to do this too often. The powers that be might not like it.