Her mouth looms before you, opening wide as your rush towards it and disappear into the blackness just beyond her lips. The mouth closes and seals you in.
You’re thrown about by the tongue, pressed against a cheek and held there as she is moves her tongue along your body, tasting you.
Then you’re thrown this way and that, lightly chewed and even a little cut by her teeth. Of course, she wasn’t chewing hard or you would be mush right now. Then she opens her mouth and takes a deep breath. You breathe in the cold air rushing by you as she closes her mouth again and swallows.
You’re coated in saliva now so you slide easily down her throat. You wiggle, which seems to stimulate Kim because you hear an “Mmm” noise that could only be her. (What else could it be?)
A moment later, you’re expelled feet first into her stomach.
You slosh about, pressing against the stomach wall, trying to climb out of the disgusting vomit at the bottom of the stomach.
Suddenly a hand grabs you! You cry out, briefly terrified at the unexpected person in here with you. Of course it’s hardly surprising that you have company in here. Kim is a pretty woman so it’s not surprising to find out that she’s eaten other people.
The hand pulls you down towards its owner. Another hand grabs you behind the head and pulls you close to whomever is grabbing you in the dark, deep in the pit of a beautiful woman’s belly.
You hear the man whisper four words to you; “You shouldn’t have come.”
Then he releases you, sliding back into the sludgy liquid in the stomach.
In about two minutes you learn just how right that man is. Your lungs are burning from holding your breath. Your skin and eyes feel like they’re on fire. You stop pressing against the woman’s stomach and just try to remain afloat by treading water. You gasp but there is no air to fill your lungs. You breathe in whatever is in the stomach instead, gurgling, you accidently suck in some of the water from the stomach, burning your lungs with the stomach acid. It’s not long before you pass out and die.
THE END
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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.