8 - Jasmin and Jimmy (Sunday)
"Feet first?" Jasmin asked, looking at Ted as if he must have misspoke, as they stood just outside of the amphitheater, on Sunday afternoon. "You're serious?"
"Yes." Ted responded, nodding firmly. "I think that it'll be good to mix it up a bit, so people don't get bored. You're going to let Jimmy swallow you down feet first."
"Umm.." Jasmin asked, hesitantly. "..How exactly is that going to work? I'm way too long for him to swallow, if he starts at my feet."
"The same way he did Trina and that other girl, what's her name.." Ted said, trailing off and snapping his fingers as he tried to recall Alicia's name. "..Well, whatever. You'll just curl up into as tight a ball as you can. Then, instead of kneeling down in front of him, I'm going to try to feed you to him by hand, rear end first."
"Well, if that's the way you want me to do it.." Jasmin said, her tone reserved. "..then I guess that's how we'll do it. You're the boss, after all."
"Darn right." Ted said, thumping his chest and smiling. "Don't worry, I'm sure it'll work out great!"
"Ooh, this is so exciting!" Stacy exclaimed, once Ted had turned and walked into the amphitheater, to start warming up the still gathering crowd. "Are you excited, Jasmin? Are you!? I sure am!"
"You're always excited." said Lara, who shook her head and rolled her eyes at the eager girl's antics.
"I have to admit, I'm pretty interested to see this, too." Susan II said, as she nudged Lara in the ribs goodnaturedly. "I mean, most of the ways to get eaten around here.. well, they don't look like they're always very comfortable, you know?"
"Jimmy, though.." she continued, trailing off thoughtfully. "Well, from what I've seen and heard, he's almost a gentleman compared to a lot of the other animals here. I mean, you did hear about how the lion feeding went down, didn't you? I heard some of the girls say it was even worse than when David last got fed. A LOT worse."
"So, I guess that I'm actually sort of jealous of you, Jas." she finished, shrugging. "Maybe that sounds a bit strange, but it's true."
"I'm glad that it's going to be Jimmy, too." Jasmin admitted. "I just hadn't expected Ted to try to give me to him butt first. I think it's gonna be a little weird."
"Alright, girls, enough chatter!" Ted said, poking his head back out of the amphitheater. "It looks like almost everyone's here! Push Jimmy in and get him unloaded. Jasmin, I'm going to need you up on the stage. You may as well go ahead and get undressed now, too."
"Okay.." Jasmin said, her voice a little tremulous as a thrill of nerves thrummed its way up her body, before it then settled in her stomach as a continuous little flutter of apprehension. "I.. I guess this is it."
"Don't worry, Jas." Stacy said, trying to sound reassuring, but still mostly just sounding excited. "You're gonna do great! Jimmy's the one who's going to have to do all the hard work, after all!"
Standing there next to Ted, completely naked in front an audience and about to be eaten, felt rather surreal to Jasmin. It seemed like she should be embarrassed, to be nude in a public place, but most of her attention was focused, not on Ted or the audience, but on Jimmy himself.
The giant frog was waiting by Ted's side patiently, just as he had done during Trina and Alicia's feedings, and seemed, like Jasmin herself, to scarcely notice the large crowd in front of him. Instead, his eyes were fixed squarely on her bare body, and she wondered, briefly, if he knew what was about to happen. Perhaps seeing yet another nude girl was triggering some sort of Pavlovian reflex response in him, now that he'd had a few very beneficial, at least from his perspective, previous encounters with them.
"..something as large as a fully grown young woman, like my friend here!" Ted said, bringing his monologue almost to its conclusion, and patting Jasmin on the shoulder. "Now, Jimmy has already proved that he can swallow a girl just like her headfirst, so today, we're going to try something a little different."
"I'm going to attempt to hand feed this little lady to Jimmy feet first, instead!" Ted finished, beaming out at the audience.
Jasmin, taking her cue, turned around and knelt down, folding her body up and wrapping her arms around her knees, which suddenly felt a little watery and unsteady to her.
"Whoa, there, big fella! Not just yet!" Ted said suddenly, laughing. "Hah, I guess we know he's hungry now, don't we, folks?"
Jasmin glanced back over her shoulder, to see Ted shooing Jimmy back, from where he had apparently tried to lunge at her. It seemed that Jimmy DID know exactly what was going to happen to her, and was eager to get on with it.
"Okay, Jasmin, hold still.." Ted said, as he made to pick her up. "Hmm.. wait a moment.."
Jasmin looked up at him, to see him frowning down at her balled up body in thought.
"What?" she asked, biting her lip.
"Shift your arms around some.." Ted instructed. "I think your chest and knees might be too big for him, with your arms wrapped around them like that."
Jasmin complied, first laying her arms along her sides. Then, remembering how Alicia had spent her final few days inside of Jimmy, agonizingly aroused and unable to do anything about it, she shifted one around so it instead ran down the inside of her legs.
"Yeah, that'll do." Ted said, nodding. "Now, hold still and try to keep quiet, at least until he's got you most of the way down."
"Okay folks, here we go!" Ted exclaimed. "Sorry for the brief delay."
With that, Ted picked her up bodily. He did it with surprising ease, his arms and chest apparently much stronger than they appeared. She felt him shift her around slightly in his arms, balancing her on his upraised knee, and knew he must be positioning her with her feet and bottom presented squarely to Jimmy.
It felt very strange not to be able to see the giant frog coming. She grabbed and clutched at her small, bare feet with her hands, holding onto herself desperately as another nervous thrill ran up through her flesh. Then, she waited for the giant frog to make his move.
She waited for Jimmy to claim her for his own, for him to take her for his regular Sunday lunch, just as he had done before to both Trina and Alicia.
With absolutely no warning, something wet and sticky splatted firmly against and into her sex, something which stuck fast to the sensitive folds of her cleft and then yanked Jasmin backward by her pussy, right out of Ted's hands. And then, only a split second after that, there were suddenly large, moist, rubbery frog lips clamped around her ankles, upper thighs, and lower back. And amphibian jaws, far stronger than she had expected, backed up those lips, holding her lower body trapped between them, as Jimmy started to swallow her down.
"Wow, folks!" Ted exclaimed, laughing. "That was something else, wasn't it? Jimmy's never used his tongue before. He must really want her bad!"
Jasmin took little notice of Ted's words, because, at that moment, Jimmy pulled her several more inches further into his mouth. He did this by slightly relaxing his mouth's grip around her curled up body for a moment, then using his tongue, which was still stuck deep in her sex, to tug her backward again.
Jasmin was unable to help herself from uttering a shocked little yelp, each time Jimmy repeated this, pulling her deeper and deeper inside of himself. The feeling of having her sex act as a mere handle for Jimmy's tongue to grab and manipulate her body by was, unsurprisingly, quite intense.
After only a few more moments of this rough treatment, Jimmy had Jasmin far enough into his mouth and throat that his grip around her was as strong and secure as it could be. Which was why he then chose to change his tactics and speed up the process.
Jimmy, with strength that again surprised her, lifted Jasmin up from the ground with his jaws, and tilted back his head and neck, turning her body almost completely upright. Then, her eyes wide as she looked around at all the people watching her be eaten, Jasmin felt Jimmy relax his throat completely.
And then Jasmin, whose term of employment at the zoo was quickly approaching its end, started sliding, inch by rapid inch, down Jimmy's open throat.
All told, it took Jimmy even less time to swallow her than he'd taken with Alicia, despite Jasmin's unusual orientation. Perhaps it was because he was even larger still this week, than he had been on previous live feeding days, or maybe curled up and bottom first was simply a better, easier shape for a girl to be in when Jimmy swallowed her.
Whatever the reason, after a mere thirty seconds, Jasmin's view of the world shrank dramatically. Her eyes slid below the rim of Jimmy's lips, and her last sight was the incredulous and amazed (and in Stacy's case, excited) faces of her coworkers, as they watched her be gulped down whole and alive by Jimmy.
She came to rest with her shoulders and neck inside of Jimmy's tight throat, and her rump, hands, and feet all sitting at the very bottom of his stomach. Her bent knees were also just inside of Jimmy's stomach, tucked just below its entrance. The only parts of her that remained outside of his throat and stomach were her face and head, which sat at the back of his mouth.
"And there you have it!" Ted said to the audience, enthusiastically. "Now, I know that seemed to be over pretty quickly, but just seeing Jimmy eat isn't all we have for you! Who would like to come up and get a picture of him and his meal? You can even feel her squirming around inside of his tummy if you want, if you're gentle and don't spook him!"
Then, as Jasmin writhed and shifted in place, trying to find the most comfortable, or least uncomfortable, position inside of Jimmy, one which would allow her the most room to draw breath, her captor's mouth was pried open by a grinning Ted.
"Hey, Jasmin!" he said cheerfully, as audience members crowded around behind him. "How're you doing in there?"
"Been.. better.." Jasmin wheezed, struggling to breath with most of her chest crushed in Jimmy's throat and upper stomach.
"I'll bet, ha hah!" Ted replied, chuckling. "We're going to be taking some pictures, so give us a nice smile, won't you?"
Jasmin did her best, but even her best probably looked fairly forced and strained at the moment. People from the audience peered into her prison interestedly, men, women, and children gawping down at her face and taking photographs, their cameras' flashes blinding her anew each time. She felt, through the flesh of Jimmy's stomach, hands and fingers rubbing, poking, and prodding at her body trapped within him.
Finally, after over fifteen minutes of such treatment, even Jimmy himself seemed to grow tired of it, and she felt him began shifting and moving restlessly.
"Well, folks, I think that's going to have to be it, for today." Ted called out, to murmurs of protest. "I know, I know, but Jimmy looks like he want to return to his habitat, and have some quality time alone with his lunch."
"Please feel free to continue viewing him there, and, if you like, also return next weekend, for his next live feeding!" Ted continued, to the audience.
"Girls, get Jimmy caged up, would you?" Ted said to Jasmin's former coworkers, who she thought must be gathered close by. "He's looking a bit agitated. We wouldn't want him spitting up his meal, if he started feeling too threatened, now would we?"
Jasmin, who was still having trouble getting as much oxygen as she'd like, trapped within Jimmy's tight throat as she was, thought that it wouldn't bother her too much if Jimmy decided to puke her back up. The thought of suddenly being ejected from the giant frog, still naked and smeared liberally with saliva and stomach mucus, briefly made her wonder where her clothes had gotten to. Had Stacy or one of the others already thrown them away?
"Sure, Ted!" Stacy said, excitedly, distracting Jasmin from her idle speculation. "That was a pretty great feeding, wasn't it?!"
"Yeah, pretty good." Ted replied, offhandedly. "Look, I've got another meeting scheduled for a few minutes from now. Can I trust you girls to handle Jimmy for me?"
"Of course!" Stacy bubbled. "No problem, Ted!"
"Great. Get him back to his enclosure, then go back to your normal work schedule." Ted instructed, before apparently leaving.
"Man, that was awesome!" Stacy exclaimed, once Ted and the rest of the audience seemed to have departed. "He just snatched her up, then sucked her down! I can't believe how easy it was for him!"
"Snatched is definitely the right word.." Lara replied, sniggering. "Did you see where his tongue landed? I wonder how THAT felt to the poor girl.."
"Well, we could always just ask her." Susan II said, as Jasmin felt Jimmy be herded back into his cage. "Jasmin, you're still.. in there, aren't you?"
Jasmin rolled her eyes and fought the urge to respond with sarcasm. It wouldn't help her situation, and she knew from experience how odd it was to be talking to someone inside of Jimmy, someone who might not be conscious or even alive anymore.
"Yeah.. I'm here.." she replied, breathlessly, as Jimmy's shifting bulk pressed even more air out of her lungs.
"Oh, neat!" Stacy said, enthusiastically. "Jasmin, Jasmin! How'd it feel, huh? How'd it feel when he grabbed you? By your pussy, even! Wow!"
"Bit.. of a surprise.." Jasmin replied, as dryly as she could.
"And when he swallowed you! It went so fast, I could hardly believe it!" Stacy continued, eagerly. "How'd that feel, when you slid down his throat?"
"Very.. tight.." Jasmin said, succinctly. "Not as tight.. as now, though.."
"How.. how long do you think you might last, inside of his stomach?" Lara asked, her tone odd.
"I.. I don't know." Jasmin admitted. "Alicia lasted.. a little over two days.. and she was face down in him.. rather than face up.."
"Two days?!" Stacy exclaimed, amazed. "Wow, you never mentioned that before! How cool!"
"So, do you think that you'll last that long, then?" Susan asked, as the cage rumbled over some small obstruction, jouncing it, Jimmy, and Jasmin slightly as it was rolled along. "Or maybe you'll last even longer?"
"Maybe.." Jasmin replied, struggling for breath. "It just.. It just depends, I guess.. on how long it takes Jimmy.. to start digesting me.. and on how long.. I can keep my head.. out of his throat and stomach.."
"Wow.." Stacy said. "Is he digesting you now? Can you feel your butt dissolving already?!"
"Not.. Not yet.." Jasmin replied, rolling her eyes again. "It'll probably take.. awhile to start.."
'..Oh." Stacy responded, sounding almost disappointed. "That makes sense, though, I guess.."
"Well, we're here." Lara stated, as Jasmin felt Jimmy's transport cage roll to a stop. "Let's unload him and get out of here. Listening to Jasmin talk from inside of that frog is kinda giving me the creeps."
"That's rude!" Stacy said, her tone outraged. "She can still hear you, you know."
"So?" Lara asked, her voice dismissive. "Soon, she's gonna be nothing but little piles of grossness that we're going to have to clean up. It doesn't matter if she can hear what I say or not."
"Don't mind her.." Susan II said, to a huffing and indignant Stacy, after Lara had apparently left. "You remember what she said when we were all first hired. She doesn't even want to be here."
"Well, still.." Stacy said, and Jasmin could hear the pouty frown that must be on the girls face. "She doesn't have to be so inconsiderate.."
Jasmin felt the clang of the cage door opening, then the squishy, crushing movements of Jimmy's stomach around her as he climbed out of the wheeled cart.
"Well, I guess this is it, Jasmin." Susan II said, before trailing off. "I.."
"..I don't really know what else to say." she admitted, a moment later. "Lara's right about that, at least. Sorry, Jas, but this IS kinda weird. Bye."
"Hmph.." Stacy harrumphed, as Susan II's footsteps away marked her departure. "Well, I happen to think this is all pretty neat, Jasmin. I hope you don't let those two negative Nancys ruin this for you."
"R-ruin it?" Jasmin asked, arching her eyebrows up even though Stacy couldn't see her face.
"Yeah!" Stacy replied, her enthusiasm returning. "Just think about it! You're the first girl to have gotten swallowed bottom first. The very first!"
"Whatever you're experiencing now is completely unique and original! No one has ever done it before! Ever!" she continued, sounding so excited that she was probably bouncing in place. "I'm totally jealous!"
"But, at least I'll get to do it next week. If Ted feeds me to Jimmy the same way, that is." Stacy said, her tone hopeful. "I hope he does. Anyway, I've got to get back to work, so I'll see you later Jas, okay!?"
"Okay.." Jasmin started to reply. "..See you.."
But then she heard the click of the door closing. Stacy, it seemed, had bustled off without waiting for her response.
"..later.." Jasmin finished, to no one.
She was, except for Jimmy himself, finally completely alone. She wondered, as Stacy had, as she sat there curled up and trapped inside of him, how long it would take the giant frog to start digesting her. And she also wondered, as Jimmy began to shift and move around inside his terrarium, what it would feel like when it started happening.
She supposed that she would find out, sooner or later, and resigned herself to waiting.
Being slowly digested alive inside of a giant amphibian was, Jasmin decided several hours later, pretty darn boring. Yes, it had been exciting and terrifying and thrilling and scary at first, but, after some time with absolutely nothing to do but try her best to keep breathing, the nervous flutter that had been winging its way around in her stomach and chest had faded away. It had been replaced with utter, grinding boredom.
That, and the constant smell of frog breath.
The only activity she had to do was trying to make out what the sounds around her were. The low thump-pulse that she felt more than heard was Jimmy's heartbeat, of course. Then, when he was underneath his mister, she could hear the low hiss of the water as it sprayed out of the tiny holes in its plumbing.
The occasional muffled conversation on the other side of the terrarium glass was the most interesting things got, and even then, Jasmin never could make out much of what was being said. Were they talking about Jimmy? About his bulging and distended belly? About what, or who, might be in it? She didn't know. Maybe, while she was trapped inside of a giant frog's stomach mere feet from them, they were all talking about something as inane as the weather.
She thought back to the first few, exciting moments of her situation, and just how Jimmy had swallowed her down, using his long and sticky tongue. Said tongue was now resting just under her chin, and unlike Alicia and probably Trina before her, when Jimmy swallowed, its moist and tacky surface only ran across her face, rather than her sex.
Thinking of Alicia's pussy, as it had looked when trapped between the girl's rump, legs, and Jimmy's tongue, made another little flutter thrill through her. This time, though, it wasn't a flutter of nervousness, and she realized that she did have something she could do to occupy her time, after all.
She might not be trapped the same way Alicia had been, with her sex at the mercy of Jimmy's relentless and indifferently insistent tongue, being slowly driven mad with lust and arousal, but she supposed that, on the whole, her situation was a bit better.
After all, she reflected, as she began running her slime slicked fingers along her pussy's outer lips, at least she, unlike Alicia or Trina, could orgasm if she wanted.
Smiling briefly to herself, before then biting her lip in pleasure, Jasmin began to masturbate inside of the stomach she was trapped within. Each flick of a fingertip around her clitoris spread some of the building, thick slurry of acid and enzymes that was being secreted around her across her sensitive nubbin. And each thrust of her gooey fingers pushed more of that digestive fluid deeper and deeper into her sex.
Jasmin knew that what she was doing would only hasten her eventual digestion, and that, if she continued, it would start earliest with the bits of her that she would least like to be parted from. She didn't stop, though. The thought of her sex dissolving into the goo that was surrounding her didn't disturb her over much, because instead of feeling fear at the prospect, she actually almost anticipated it.
She was, after all, only food now, right? And food in a stomach only had one duty, which was to digest and nourish the creature that had eaten it. And if her own attempts to pleasure herself hastened the process, then so much the better, right?
With a growing sense of purpose, Jasmin redoubled her efforts, moaning quietly at the feel of her fingers, and at thought of her sex feeding the giant frog around her.
"Jasmin..?" a voice asked, as Jimmy's lips were pried open for the first time in hours, at least. "Jasmin, are you still there?"
Jasmin opened her eyes to see Stacy peering down into her fleshy prison.
"..Stacey..?" she asked, as a little thrill of panic ran through her.
Jasmin had been in the middle of the final build up to her third or fourth orgasm, she had lost count exactly, when the girl had appeared suddenly. Jasmin had been so distracted that she hadn't even heard her approaching, and now, caught slimy handed, so to speak, she felt rather embarrassed.
It was completely ridiculous, of course, because there was no way for the other girl to even know what she had been doing, but still, the feeling of being caught out persisted. Why she felt this way, she wasn't sure. Alicia hadn't seemed to be embarrassed about her situation at all, just desperate. And Cindy and Clare, whom she had come upon in a much more compromising position, hadn't even blinked when Jasmin had interrupted them.
"Hey Jasmin.." Stacy said, looking at her curiously. "..uh, are you alright? You look a little flushed? Has your butt started digesting, or something?"
"..uh, no.. Nothing like that.." Jasmin replied, evasively. "..at least, not much, yet.."
"Not much? What do you mean by that?" Stacy asked, suddenly very interested.
"..um, well.. I suppose that I can feel.. a sort of tingling on my bottom.." Jasmin admitted. "..and on my fingers and toes.."
"..and on my pussy.." she finished, quietly, while glancing away in embarrassment.
The slowly growing tingling had, in fact, been a part of the reason why she hadn't noticed the other girl's approach. The sensation felt so.. alive and intense, she supposed, that it had been making her efforts to pleasure herself all that much more effective.
"Coool..!" Stacy commented, enthusiastically. "I bet that feels weird and awesome! Are you masturbating right now? I totally would be!"
"W-what? No!" Jasmin replied, stammering a little. "Of.. of course not."
"You are!" Stacy crowed, delighted. "That's so cool! Can you feel your pussy dissolving? How about your clit?"
"I.. I.." Jasmin stuttered, blushing hard. "Oh, okay.. I am.."
"Hey, don't be embarrassed.." the girl said, smiling down at Jasmin. "I told you, I totally would be too. I mean, why not, right? It's your last chance, after all. I'd be jilling off like crazy too, ha hah!"
"Well, I suppose that I'll let you get back too it." Stacy stated, before standing up and away from Jimmy's mouth again. "Have fun! The zoo's about to close for the day, so I'll check on you again Tuesday morning, if I get the chance. Try to last until then, okay?!"
Without another word, the girl left, and Jimmy's lips and mouth closed around Jasmin again.
Tuesday.. She would be completely alone with Jimmy until Tuesday morning.
She wondered, as she slid her tingling fingers back into her tingling sex, whether she could last the nearly two days until then. And, as she gently pinched and rolled her buzzing, tingling clit around in the slimy, acidic ooze that coated it, even if she did, how much of her would be left?
Once again, Jasmin was surprised by Stacy's face peering into Jimmy's mouth, down at her where she was trapped within him.
This time, though, she had a bit more of an excuse, as she had been very nearly asleep, dozing lightly inside of the back of Jimmy's mouth.
"Hey, girl.." Stacy said, looking solicitously at her. "How are you? You seem a little out of it."
"..I'm sort of tired.." Jasmin whispered, her voice croaking. "..and, and thirsty.. Have you got any water..? Please?"
"Ooh, that makes sense." Stacy replied, snapping her fingers. "It has been over two days, after all. Give me a moment.."
With that, Stacy disappeared, and Jimmy's mouth closed once again.
Just a few minutes later, though, the girl returned, with a little half liter water bottle clutched in her hand, which she opened and offered to Jasmin.
"..Oh, God, that tastes so good." Jasmin said, after she had downed most of the bottle, sipping it greedily as Stacy slowly tipped its contents into her mouth. "..makes my mouth.. taste a lot better, too. Can I have.. have the rest, too?"
"Wow, I almost can't believe that you're still alive.. er, conscious.." Stacy said, after Jasmin finished her drink. "It's Tuesday afternoon, and the zoo's just closed for the day. I wanted to check on you this morning, but I didn't have the time, unfortunately. I could still see you squirming around a little occasionally, though."
Jasmin was having a weird sort of déjà vu, as she experienced what was basically a replay of her conversation with Alicia a week before, just from the opposite side.
"Say, you look like you've slipped a little deeper into Jimmy's throat.." Stacy mused, as she regarded Jasmin curiously. "Have.. have you started digesting, then?"
"I.. I think so.." Jasmin said, as she realized that it must be so. "I've been sort of napping for most of the past day, I think.. I didn't see the point in staying awake after.. after.."
"After what?" Stacy asked, licking her lips and looking intensely at down at Jasmin.
"..After I stopped being able to feel my clit.." Jasmin said, her voice sad and a little forlorn. "It.. It was tingling there for hours, and then it started sort of.. burning, I guess.."
"I could still feel it, though, and it still felt great to rub it.." Jasmin continued. "But.. but then it just sort of.. faded away.. after a day or so in here.."
"W-whoa.." Stacy breathed.
"My pussy lips went next, and then my pussy's insides." Jasmin stated, sounding lost. "I.. I really miss it.. My fingers and toes are mostly gone now too, and I think my feet and hands are going next.."
"I'm.. I'm melting.." Jasmin finished, unconsciously repeating some of the last words she had heard Alicia speak. "Stacy.. I'm melting.."
"Oh, my goodness.." Stacy said, her voice hushed. "Jasmin.. that's.. that's amazing!"
"I.. I suppose.." Jasmin allowed. Even if what was happening to her was proper and right, it still hurt more than she'd thought it would, to finally lose her sex. "I had wanted one last.. one last orgasm.. but I couldn't do it.. not before my poor.. poor little clitty melted away.."
"Oh, man, that sucks!" Stacy replied, though it looked to Jasmin, from the way the girl's eyes gleamed and the way she was squirming in place, that the girl was actually pretty excited at the idea. "Is.. is there anything that I can do for you, right now? Do you want more water, or.. or something like that?"
Jasmin looked up at the girl, who, in her own earnest and enthusiastic way, really was quite cute, and felt something stir within her that she thought she had already lost forever.
"..Yes.." Jasmin whispered, as she looked at Stacy's pretty, eager face.
"Kiss.. me.." Jasmin pleaded. "Please, just one last.. kiss.. before I go.."
"K-kiss you..?" Stacy responded, after a moment's hesitation, with an odd, unreadable expression on her face.
"Kiss me.." Jasmin repeated, wearily, her hope fading at the strange look on her companion's face.
"That.. that's.." Stacy said, apparently struggling with her words. "That's so.."
"..So romantic!" the girl finally burst out, laying one cheek on her clasped hands, apparently transported with delight. "Oh, my goodness! One lass kiss before the end.. It's like a fairy tale!"
"You'll do it..?"
"Of COURSE I'll do it!" Stacy exclaimed, her face breaking out into an enthusiastic smile. "I'd be honored to give you your last kiss!"
"Thank you.. Stacy.." Jasmin said, smiling faintly up at the girl.
"Hmm, you're pretty deep in there, though.." Stacy mused, as she peered thoughtfully down at Jasmin, whose face was, by now, all the way at the back of Jimmy's mouth. "I'm going to have to basically climb in with you.. I think I'm going to need to take my shirt off, or it'll get all gucky!"
Jasmin saw, through Jimmy's closing lips after Stacy released her hold on them, the girl shuck her uniform polo off, revealing the smooth skin of her torso and chest. Her full breasts hung down attractively as the girl opened up Jimmy's mouth once again, and began to force her way into it.
"Dang, it's pretty tight in here.." Stacy said, as she pushed her shoulders and head back nearly far enough to reach Jasmin, and as her breasts plopped, one after the other, through the seal Jimmy's lips were making around her chest and upper arms.
"Cosy.." Jasmin joked, as she felt the other girl's breath on her face and lips.
"Very..!" Stacy replied, giggling a little and making her boobs quiver and shake attractively, where they were resting on the bottom of Jimmy's mouth. "Are you ready?"
Instead of responding, Jasmin used what strength she had left in her legs and body, which wasn't much, to push herself slightly up and out of the stomach she was now held almost entirely within.
Her lips met Stacy's, and Jasmin pressed herself into the girl's soft, sweet mouth.
Both girls moaned, even as Jimmy responded to this interruption of his meal's digestion by clamping down on Stacy's torso with his jaws, then swallowing down hard on Jasmin.
Their mouths broke apart as Jimmy forced Jasmin back down to where she had been, and then pulled her even farther into himself than she'd been before.
Jasmin made a soft noise of protest at this, but seemed to accept it, and slowly, slowly, she began to relax her body completely, allowing herself to finally sink all the way into Jimmy's stomach.
"Not.. not just yet!" Stacy breathed, gasping against the pressure of Jimmy's lips around her sternum. "I'm.. not.. through.. kissing.. you.. yet.. girl!"
Then Stacy imitated Jasmin, and pressed her body forward with the strength of her legs. The girls' mouths met again, for one last time, and they shared lips and breath for a brief final moment. Then Jasmin, whose body had been unconsciously straining against Jimmy's for the past two days, finally gave in and relaxed completely, allowing the giant frog to pull what little was still visible of her head and face down his throat and into his stomach.
"Thank.. you.." was all that she whispered to Stacy, just before her lips vanished into Jimmy's stomach forever.
"That was amazing.." Stacy breathed to herself, as she panted heavily within Jimmy's mouth. "I.. I don't think I've ever been so turned on, by anything in my entire life before.."
Then, as she gazed at where Jasmin's face had disappeared, just moments before, she realized something.
"Oh, crap!" she said as she tried, and failed, to pull her upper body out of Jimmy's mouth.
"I think I'm stuck!"
An outside observer of Jimmy's terrarium would notice several odd things, not the least of which would be a girl's lower body, everything below the belly button, sticking out of an already quite full giant frog's mouth. The lower body was flailing and kicking, obviously trying to drag its upper portion out of the amphibian maw it was trapped in.
After several moment's worth of futile effort, the legs, hips, and lower arms of the girl relaxed once again. Then, after something which might have been a shrug rippled through her trapped flesh, the girl's hands found their way to her short khaki shorts and unbuttoned them.
The last thing our hypothetical observer would see, before the lights dimmed automatically for the night, was the girl's fingers slipping into her cleft, even as her thumb began tracing light circles around the top of her sex, as she began to masturbate herself to what would probably be an excellent orgasm. An orgasm fueled by the fate of the girl now resting wholly and completely within the stomach of the giant frog before her. A girl whose long, squirming struggle against the inevitable was finally coming to an end, as she settled in and became what she had always been meant to be: food for another.
Whimsy grabbed me by the throat and shook me last weekend, demanding to know why I'd been spending so much time writing out silly castration fantasies about guys, when I should instead be writing out silly vore fantasies about cute girls. Seeing the logic in this, I promptly got to work on this story, bits of which has been floating around in my mind for the past few months, waiting for the chance to congeal together into a whole.
I hope you like it, dear reader. It's my second longest piece to date, and I think it turned out fairly well. I almost broke it up into two or three separate stories, but decided to keep it together in the end, since the week long narrative works better as a whole, I think. The sheer variety of the types of vore on display should mean that almost anyone can enjoy it, if they enjoy any part of the vore fetish at all. I only hope the length doesn't intimidate people. I know not everyone has the patience to read something that is basically a short novella just for the swallowing scenes, after all.
For the people who asked me for a sequel to Zookeepers after I first wrote and posted that story, the better part of two years ago, I hope this lives up to your expectations, and perhaps even exceeds them. For the people who really like hard vore, did my descriptions do it justice? Hard vore isn't usually something that appeals much to me, but it felt appropriate here, and I had fun writing out the scenes where it happened to the girls.
Finally, I'd like to note that I'm particularly fond of the scenes in the bug house, where Clare and Cindy's nipples get nibbled on. I took inspiration for these scenes directly from a set of videos and images I recently came across, which show a woman allowing a real preying mantis to bite and chew pieces of her nipple off. The video is one of the most intense, amazing, arousing, and frankly disturbing things I have ever seen, and watching it for the first (and second, and third, etc.) time was absolutely incredible. Link here: http://motherless.com/GE89254D
. Watch at your own risk..
Stories from me to look forward to in the future:
Punishing the Beast: a very non-con fantasy story of a giant dragon man getting his just reward for his tendency to rape any female he sees. Written as a special request from a fan, which was interesting enough to ignite my imagination, it involves a lot of CBT. A LOT of CBT, bwa ha ha! Approximately 60% completed.
Her Birthday Gift: a very, very consensual story of a man giving his wife a special gift for her birthday. Involves erotic role play, cooking play and prep, D/s themes, CBT/genital cannibalism, and, worst of all, romantic love and affection. Approximately 75% completed.
Hot Snack for a Hot Day: a story of a girl allowing a guy to persuade her to part with her pussy. Why? So he can eat it, of course.. Basically my Hitchhiker story, only with the genders reversed and Q-knives involved. Approximately 40% completed.
And several others, of various themes and fetishes, in lesser states of completion.
9 - Extras and Outtakes
Namela's phone pinged, and she picked it up to see that her girlfriend had sent her a message.
"I still can't believe it, but you were right all along. They were totally natural. So I guess you win our little bet, dang it. At least we've got a good set for our anniversary dinner, though. That's something to look forward to, I suppose, since I won't be orgasming any more this week."
After reading this, Namela smiled and chuckled fondly to herself. Tammy just hadn't been able to accept the idea that Namela's pretty redheaded subordinate's breasts were natural, and they'd both been arguing goodnaturedly about it with each other for most of the past year, ever since the gorgeous girl had been hired.
Then that girl Rebecca, who'd been in Ted's department, had come up with the idea of the century. The idea which, once the zoo adopted it fully, began saving the zoo thousands of dollars a day in feed costs, in exchange for just a few of its easily replaceable female employees.
Namela felt a little bad about sending her redheaded coworker off to the chopping block, since the girl's work had actually been well above average so far. Even if the zoo needed girl meat in seemingly ever larger quantities, the redhead really should have gone to one of the other managers, for a live feeding event, rather than to the meat locker. Or stayed right where she was, since her work was so good.
Namela's real reason for sending the girl off to be butchered had been to settle her bet with her girlfriend, Tammy. Wasting the girl's beauty by turning her into cold cuts, instead of using her to draw in a larger crowd for a live feeding was inefficient, sure, but really not such a great loss in the long run. This minor waste of zoo resources did still bother Namela a bit, though, she had to admit, and was the first reason she felt a little guilty. Even if it meant that she had won the bet.
The second, and primary, reason Namela felt guilty was because Tammy had taken to smuggling some of the choicest bits of the girls she butchered out of the zoo each evening. A firm girl thigh baked up so nicely, as did rump and calf meat, and belly bacon too. The best and most romantic meals, though, were undoubtedly when Tammy managed to snare a pair of nice, plump breasts.
And her now former redheaded coworker's breasts were the best of the best, and, once marinated, seasoned, and baked to perfection, would make a wonderful anniversary dinner to share with her girlfriend. And even better, since she had won the bet, Tammy wasn't allowed to orgasm for the entire next week. Which meant that the woman's only outlet for her sex drive would be helping to ensure the quality and quantity of Namela's own orgasms instead.
Namela smiled at the prospect, looking forward to the evenings she and Tammy would be spending together the rest of the week.
Still, though, sneaking out the bits of girl meat WAS technically stealing, even if no one would ever probably notice. And the thought of stealing was what made Namela feel a little guilty. But, as she looked around and surveyed the other girls who were working in her office, directly for her and at her beck and call, nearly all of whom were rather buxom, she realized that she didn't feel TOO guilty, after all..
..because everyone swiped office supplies occasionally, didn't they?
Bethany realized that she had been wrong.
"This is worse..!" she thought to herself, as she desperately kicked out against the gaping jaws of David, briefly preventing the charging Komodo dragon from sinking its teeth into her vulnerable, soft flesh once again.
"This.. this is so much worse!" she thought again, as David, now angrier than ever, finally caught up with her and lunged forward, to grab Bethany's entire hips and sex in her cruelly toothed mouth.
"I definitely preferred the waiting!" Bethany thought, as she gazed down, horrified, at the sight of the skin of her belly being pierced and shredded by the big dragon's teeth.
Then David started shaking her, and Bethany started screaming.
Note - I pulled this last bit out because it didn't match the tone (softcore bi/lesbian girls only club) that I was going for with the rest of the story. Having Jasmin's boyfriend make an appearance, however brief, poked a hole in the cuddly girly vore bubble I was trying to build. It went right at the beginning of part 3, but was fun enough to keep as an outtake instead of scrapping completely, I thought.
Jasmin had idly wondered, as she'd been getting into her boyfriend's car after work on Sunday afternoon, how long Alicia might last inside of Jimmy. Would she still be alive and conscious when Jasmin came back, on Tuesday morning? It seemed unlikely, but who knew for sure. The idea of Alicia alive, agonizingly aroused, and completely unable to do anything about it, while trapped inside of Jimmy's stomach, for hours and perhaps even days, was something that made her insides flutter a bit. Maybe it was a bit mean to take enjoyment in the thought of her friend so desperate and frustrated, but she couldn't seem to help it. The idea only added to the heat that had already started to build in her during the few moments she had spent stroking the imprisoned, squirming girl's sex.
Her boyfriend, mildly irritated at having to wait a scant few minutes for his girlfriend, had been pleasantly surprised when she, completely unprompted, had given him a very enthusiastic blow job on the way home. It had even distracted him enough to keep him from noticing the slime and mucus coating one of her arms, which she hadn't had a chance to rinse off. Nor from noticing the fact that her right hand, which was clenched firmly around the base of his cock, had smelled like another girl's pussy. Explaining that one to him would have been a strange conversation.