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you or your character is travelling alone on a dark, scarcely traveled road. when the bushes start making sounds next to you, you begin to wonder if the rumors of travelers vanishing in the night have any truth to them. as you go to investigate, you realize far too late that perhaps mere rumors can have a frightening amount of truth to them...

i guess this is spooky enough to be a october piece? well either way it is now take it you Halloween worshiping savages

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0:00: you are a lone traveller on a dark forested path in the middle of the night. The wind nips at your uncovered face, the sound of woodland creatures and insects keep the trees humming with ambience. It’s the middle of the night when you decide to stop your trek to lean up against a tree. closing your eyes, you allow yourself just a few seconds of rest to take in the gentle sounds of this expansive forest at night. You’re nearing the end of your voyage, but that does not mean it’s time to slack, you pick up the pace after your moments rest and continue on the trail.

0:31: you’re about to let the sounds of the forest wane into the background when you hear the bushes to your right stir faintly, as if disturbed by something moving just beyond them. You pause, holding your breath for a moment as the glistening blades of dew-covered shrubbery fall back into place. You shake your head, your curiosity getting the better of you, and take a few careful steps toward the quivering bush. Perhaps it was just the wind? Or perhaps those tales of lonely traveller’s being swallowed up by the forest aren’t just tales after all…

0:41 : there it is again! Something is definitely in those bushes, and you’re intent on finding out what. You take two more tentative steps toward the bush and narrow your eyes. Is that… something red glowing in the bushes?

0:47 : suddenly, a great black and white blur of colour emerges from the bushes, tipped with glowing red eyes. You don’t even spare a half a second to look at whatever it was before you turn and bolt down the road. Your burning legs, already tired from the long journey, desperately try to reach top speed but it’s too late, the thumping, waddling footsteps are getting closer, and it looks like you’re going to pay the price for your curiosity…

0:48 : instantly the waddling mass collides with you, bowling you over and tackling you to the ground with such ease that you quickly realize that escape is impossible. The sheer amount of bulk sagging down onto you and pinning you to the ground is too great. even though you try to scrabble out from underneath this beast, it’s impossible to escape. She (a female as evidenced by the pitch of her panting) keeps you in that position with her large amount of soft, squelching body mass. You’re about to pass out from the crushing force before suddenly…

1:05 : she rises to her knees with an immensely strained growl, at which point you take the slight reprieve and flip over onto your back to get a look at your captor. An impressively fat whale of a lizard greets you, her face and body drenched in sweat, her jiggly rolls still recovering from rising to her knees. She stomps to her feet with two heavy, rippling jiggles and stares at you, smirking at your plight as her immense belly rests on your chest, still pinning you to the forest floor with the weight of her paunch alone. Once her fat turkey-leg thighs finish jiggling, the thing actually laughs at you.

“Heh-heh-heh…”

Your eyes go wide, this isn’t just some animal, it’s intelligent. And maliciously so. You’re about to shout and start squirming again when she begins to sit down on you, her squelching, sweat-drenched gut encompasses your vision, the world goes black as the sounds of the night are overtaken yet again.

1:16: you begin to beat and push her egregiously fat gut in an attempt to make an air pocket for yourself, but it’s like trying to fight mud or quicksand, it just forms right back around your arms and envelops your body again. You do seem to be entertaining your captor, though, as a quick “hah!” proves your struggle to be little more than a game to her. Your desperate fight is cut short as an ominous gurgle echoes from deep behind the blubber. You feel a pit of despair well up inside of you as you realize that this creature didn’t stalk you just to mischievously torture you. She came to hunt.

1:29: with a wet squelch she rises off of you, peeling you off of her massive gut like a soaked and sticking article of clothing. You flop back onto the ground, still trying to catch your breath as the fat, smooth-skinned lizardess grabs you and lifts you up to her mouth, pressing you into her fat belly and bosom.

1:39: you’re just about to start begging when her serpent-like maw splits into two and wraps around your head, instantly the sounds of the forest fade and the slurping and fleshy movement of her mouth and tongue fill your ears, you’re about to be sick from the smell of her body and the idea of being devoured by this creature when you’re faced with a much bigger problem. You expect her to bite down and save you the humiliation with a quick death, but when she finishes fumbling with your squirming body and traps your arms to the side you come to the ultimate realization of your fate. She’s going to swallow you whole and alive.

1:47: the first gulps ring out around your ears, dragging you inside with deep, rhythmic pulses of ringed flesh. Her big, fat neck stretches around your body as she works herself down over you just as she pushes you in. swallowing you seems to be a full body exercise for this great big lard-ass. Her sluggish way of swallowing and the way she seems to be spending as little energy as possible holding you still means this must be one hell of an ordeal for the large fatty, but judging by her size, she’s anything but the type to give up a meal just because of a challenge. Gulp by gulp she stolidly crams you down her greasy, drooling maw, and It feels like an eternity has gone by by the time everything but your feet are fully stuffed inside of her. She gags on her giant meal a little bit, slurping your feet inside before finally polishing you off with one last gulp.

2:07 : You land in her stomach with a splash, the rancid, burning assault on your senses immediately begins as you try to get “comfortable” in your new, confined space. Above you a heart dutifully pumps, great bellows of lungs wheeze in exertion from swallowing such a big meal. The walls around you faintly glow with a orangy-red vibrance that would be oddly comforting if her belly walls weren’t constantly contracting and rubbing stinging acids onto your sensitive skin and fleshy parts like your eyes and mouth. At one point a loud belch blasts out of the creatures fat maw, no doubt sending flecks of drool onto the road. At this point that’d be the only way someone would be able to try and guess what happened to you, two pairs of footsteps turn into one, much heavier pair with dribbles of viscous drool wetting the ground and plants nearby. You try not to dwell on the lack of evidence her method of consuming you leaves and focus on fighting her powerfully churning gut, desperately attempting to upset her hungry belly so she throws you up… or at the very least gets a tummy-ache…

2:35: she greedily pats her overstuffed gut, her fat hands plap against the smooth outer skin and shake you around inside like a toy submerged in goop. Her stomach barely finishes wobbling before another slovenly belch forces its way out of her drooling mouth, draining her stomach of more of the life giving air. You’ve only just begun thinking about how long the oxygen in this place is going to last when you hear something creaking just beyond the jiggling expanse of her blubber gut, you remember her outfit contained a knotted belt, no doubt for holding her large paunch in the case of extended travel. You hear said rope stretch to its limits, she groans as she tries to hold it together but it seems you were too big of a meal to contain with only one rope…

2:50: SNAP! The rope splits apart and her stomach instantly breaks out into it’s full, normal size. Again she huffs from exertion as her gut finally stops jiggling, gathering up the rope and deciding not to try and re-tie it while she has a belly-full of you. She begins to waddle off. her great, jiggling footsteps cause your organic prison to bounce and shake like a viscous gel. Another rancid belch comes out of her and she wipes her chins down of some of the drool collecting in their rolls, finally stuffed for one night. She waddles off to places unknown to you…

3:10: minutes after she swallowed you, you still find yourself unable to come to grips with the reality presented before you, the great, lumbering bear of a lizardwoman hasn’t stopped her waddling stride for a long while now, and when she does, it's quite a surprise to your slipping conscious. You feel her grip her stomach and loose another rippling belch, laughing at your plight before continuing her path. You hear a door open, you hear some more heavy footsteps as your captor waddles inside somewhere and closes the door behind her, belching again like the fat slob she is. There's several more heavy footsteps before your world is tipped on its side, a bed creaks underneath you and you come to realize that she must be where she lives, and where she sleeps off giant meals like you.

3:55: another sickening belch come out of her as she settles into her bed, kneading her doughy fat to smooth over the bumps your struggles make under her skin. She hiccups, then burps again, you picture the fat face that swallowed you smirking drunkenly as her stubby, clawed hands grope at her thick gut to massage it.

4:18: one last belch comes out of her before you feel her heart rate settle and her lungs slow down into a steady wheezing. As much as you fight, her gut is well padded against your blows and her thick blubber keeps you well contained in the tight, churning sac of flesh. Eventually your struggles wane and the faint glow of her guts fade into darkness. Whatever happens next you mercifully won’t be conscious to feel it. In the end you’re marked as just another disappearance in a long line of forgotten faces, as life leaves you, you can only hope the next lone traveller in these parts are more wary about those “rumors”...