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Cat and mouse in their traditional roles.\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "A story commission I picked up from someone.

Kind of willing vore, followed by some not so willing vore. Cat and mouse in their traditional roles.
", "writing": " It was three weeks now since Jemma had started living in this place. The small grey mouse girl \nhad been stricken by the house owner's surprising level of tolerance, to the point where Jemma was \nnot even forced to live in a hole in the wall lies a mouse normally would. Therese, the white tabby \nwho owned the place had proven exceptionally generous. \n And exceptionally pretty. Therese's eyes were a brilliant blue and her white fur was softer than \nanything Jemma had felt. The two had taken to watching movies most nights after the cat had come \nhome from work. It had been harmless fun. They got along like best friends inside of a few days and \nsince then had just gotten closer and closer. It was only after these few weeks that the pair had \nrealized they were both of a close age to each other, and both of similar tastes. \n\n On this night, Therese had decided to lie down on her bed in nothing but her underwear to \nminimize the summer heat. Jemma had curled up on the cat's belly, also in nothing but her \nunderwear. Some lame movie was already on when Therese switched on the TV but neither of them \nwas really interested in what was going on there. Instead Jemma was splaying her body out, her tiny \nrear perched in the cat's belly button and her arms brushing steadily through the soft fur. \n 'Aren't you too hot to sit there?' Therese asked grinning. \n 'Worth it.' Jemma giggled, rolling over and looking back into the cat's face through the giant \nmounds that were her breasts. She spread her arms and nuzzled into the soft fluff again, then \nstarted to crawl up and nestled just under Therese's chin. \n 'You're such a sucker.' Therese purred. She cocked her head a bit and rubbed her cheek across \nthe mouse's back gently. \n 'Mff...' Jemma stood up and nuzzled herself into the cat's cheek, suddenly noticing she was \nlooking directly into Therese's giant blue eye. She grinned and held onto the cheek fur, being lifted \nwhen the cat put her head back up. Both of them giggled again as Jemma climbed up and sat herself \non the bridge of Therese's nose. 'This spot is comfy. I'm gonna stay here.' \n 'Nuu, you're in my way!' Therese laughed. She shook her head, catching the mouse by surprise \nand causing her to slip over and catch herself just before falling. Suddenly Jemma found herself \nfacing directly into the cat's lips. \n 'Ooh, kiss!' She called, leaning in close. The giant soft lips curled into a smile before pursing \naround her tiny face and giving her a long wet kiss. 'Haa, eww!' She pulled back a little, slowly \nclimbing back up on top of Therese's nose. \n 'Mmh. Nice huh?' The cat grinned, then ran her tongue over her lips. 'Oh, very nice.' \n 'Oh no, are you gonna eat me now?' Jemma asked in pretend fear.\n 'Maybe, I have your taste now.' Therese blinked seductively and caught Jemma's dangling tail \nwith her tongue, eliciting a small surprised squeak. She slurped in it like a noodle, rocking the \nmouse's position a little before grinning again. 'And you are delicious.' \n 'Uhm... really?' Jemma blushed, leaning down and patting her hand onto the soft lips of her \nfriend. Therese nodded, also blushing. \n With a slow deliberate motion, Jemma lowered herself feet first over her friend's nose and teased \nher lips with her own feet. \n 'Now you're just asking for it.' Therese moaned. Her lips parted and a slow steady wave of breath \nwashed over and between Jemma's legs. A long slippery tongue followed suit, leaving a sticky layer \nof drool all over her bottom half. The mouse moaned in pleasure, her heart increasing as the cat \ncontinued to lap at her feet several more times. At last she couldn't help herself any more and let go \nof the soft fur she'd been holding on to. From looking into Therese's beautiful blue eyes to suddenly \nlying on her back on the cat's tongue and looking at the roof of her mouth, Jemma had never felt a \nrush like this before. \n 'Oooh.' Therese's voice echoed all around her, accompanied by hot wet and rapid breaths. The \nsmell was strong, and unmistakably that of Therese's favourite chicken dinners. Jemma rolled over, \nnuzzling into the soft but coarse surface of the cat's tongue. Both of them were enjoying this far \nmore than they could have expected, there was something unmistakably affectionate about this, \nand yet at the same time the sense of how dangerous this was also lingered in the back of both of \ntheir minds. \n The mouse looked around as Therese worked her tongue slowly below her. Light from the TV \nacross the room illuminated the glistening maw, allowing the mouse to see every detail as she \nshifted and rubbed her body all over the cat's loving tongue. \n It was such a confusing feeling to them both. Therese was playing with her best friend in her own \nmouth, a little mouse who she would normally consider no more than food. She couldn't place what \nhad made her be so generous instead, but at this very moment she was torn between her instinct \nand her new friendship. \n Jemma found herself running her fingers over the pointed teeth at the front of Therese's maw. It \nwas so odd to think that this place had been the last sight of other mice before she had come along. \nNuzzling into the tongue again, she was suddenly staring into the steadily rippling darkness of the \ncat's throat. \n Therese closed her mouth and curled her tongue around her tiny morsel sized friend, realizing \njust how easy it would be to gulp her down even by accident. She leaned over and fumbled through \nthe drawer unit beside her bed, fetching out her sewing kit and removing a roll of string. It was not \nsomething she had planned, but at the same time it wouldn't hurt to be careful. \n As her lips opened again, Jemma giggled and poked her head out. 'What are you doing? That was \nspooky and dark... But sexy.' \n 'Aaah.' Therese lolled out her tongue, causing Jemma to slide out into her hand. 'I just wanted to \ngive you this so you don't end up, umm. Here just hold it, real tight.' She unrolled the string to a \ndecent length and handed the end to the mouse. Jemma giggled and wrapped it around her hand \nbefore nuzzling herself into Therese's soft lips. \n Therese moaned and smiled, giving Jemma another kiss before slurping her back in. Jemma's \nmuffled moans and giggles were accompanied by squirms and thrusts against the cat's tongue, \nmaking the feline realize her tiny friend was enjoying this in more ways than one. She clutched the \nstring in her hand and wondered if she could up the stakes a bit. Tilting her head back a little, she \nopened her maw just enough to let the light filter in and show Jemma enough to guess her intent. \n 'Ooh, are we going to play dangerous?' Jemma shivered and gulped. Her heart started to beat \nrapidly and she gripped her string even tighter. Therese had a moment of second thought, but it \nvanished as soon as Jemma slid herself across her tongue to stare down her dark throat. Oh yes, she \nwas going to do this now, that doubt was gone. \n Jemma's heart raced as she slid her body over Therese's tongue, her breaths short and rapid as \nshe tilted her head over the brink of her friend's gullet. She felt the inhale before the sudden shift \nbeneath her. The drool throughout the cat's maw pooled around her as Therese finally swallowed. \nJemma held her breath as Therese's powerful gullet forced her down towards an awaiting stomach. \n Therese gasped and started to pant. Part of her could hardly believe what she had just done, while \nthe rest of her was loving every single moment of it. Her mouth lolled open as she felt the string \nfollowing her prey down into her depths. Sitting up slowly, she waited for the string to stop moving \nbefore slowly and sensually placing her hand over her stomach. She couldn't feel anything, but just \nknowing was giving her a rush like no other; that her friend was trapped inside her and could die if \nshe let it happen. The thought was so empowering. \n Jemma couldn't see anything, but she felt the almost unbearable heat and heard the disgustingly \nwet throb of every heartbeat. She sat leaned up against the slimy pulsating walls and slowly took her \nfirst breath since arriving here. It was difficult, there was little air to be had and it was overloaded \nwith humidity and the foul stench of Therese's last meal still fermenting mere inches from where \nshe sat. Clutching the string tightly in her hand, she began to slowly crawl around. She hadn't moved \nfar before the slick surface caused her to slip down further, one of her feet and the tip of her tail \nsplashing into a viscous fluid in the lower pit of the odorous digestive pit. She panicked and \nscrambled, slipping even deeper into the acidic pit before managing to heft herself out with the aid \nof the string. She wondered how long Therese would hold her and further, if she would even survive \nas much. \n Therese had managed to calm herself and now sat back down, once more clutching the string that \ncould save her friend's life. She wondered when she should pull her friend back out, and was hoping \nnot to cut the time too short. But at the same time she knew enough about the digestive system to \nknow that her stomach was far from being a safe place for a mouse, or anyone for that matter. She \ncertainly hadn't felt for the safety of any mouse she had eaten in the past. A darker thought crossed \nher mind as she contemplated what might become of Little Jemma if she delayed. After all, they \nhadn't been friends for all that long. A mere three weeks was nothing special in the grand scheme, \nand Jemma was just a mouse at the end of the day...\n She felt the string pull suddenly. That was as close to a signal as the mouse could have given, so \nwith slightly shaky hands she began to pull the string back up... \n Jemma sighed with relief as the string began to pull her towards the top of this foul smelling pit. \nThough it was an undeniable rush to be inside her friend like this, there was no escaping the fact \nthat she would die if she stayed here too long. She felt the tightened entrance almost threatening to \ntrap her but managed to wedge her arm in enough to pull herself through. Holding onto her one \nsalvation tight with both hands, she was once again forced to all but hold her breath through the \ntight confines of Therese's gullet, contorting her body to avoid her bones breaking as she was pulled \nthrough the cat's epiglottis. \n Therese tried and failed to stifle a cough as she pulled Jemma into her hand. Wiping away the \ndrool and other juices from her lips and chin, she lifted Jemma back up to ensure that her friend was \nstill alright. 'Jemma... are you okay?' \n Jemma coughed and wiped the juices from her face before she looked up. 'Y-yea I'm okay...' She \ntook a few deep breaths and shakily stood up. 'That was amazing. I can't believe we actually did \nthat!' Her excitement was infectious and Therese found herself sharing the same excited grin and \nexhilarated laugh as each other. \n 'Ohh what a fun game we've come up with.' Therese murmured, licking her lips seductively then \nnuzzling Jemma tenderly. The dripping juices from her insides brushed off the mouse onto her fur, \nbut she ignored them and kept rubbing her lips and muzzle across her mouse friend's tiny drenched \nbody. 'We should do this again.' Her maw opened wider and she ran her tongue over Jemma's \nsuddenly shivering form. \n To her surprise Jemma pushed her tongue away. 'Umm, I don't think I can go through that again. \nI-it was fun but... I think it's too dangerous.' Therese looked disappointedly down at the mouse, only \nnow noticing the reddening on the skin of her feet and tail. \n 'Oh, does that hurt?' Therese asked. She didn't know why, but the sight of her friend having \nsuffered the first moments of being digested alive made her suddenly want this all the more. But \nwhy? Was it because as a cat, and her instinct demanded that Jemma be her prey? That same dark \nthought from earlier suddenly pushed itself to the fore of her mind. She was a cat. Jemma was a \nmouse. If it wasn't her, it would ultimately just be some other cat that eventually ate this mouse. \n Jemma nuzzled back into Therese's fur affectionately, becoming somewhat nervous when the \ncat's giant tongue once more lapped over her. 'Uh, uhm... Therese?' \n 'Shhh.' Therese lifted Jemma up to her eyes and blinked slowly with a large smile. The string \nslipped from Jemma's now limp hand as the realization dawned on her. The game was over and now \nthe cat wanted from her what nature demanded. \n A surprising calm had taken Jemma's mind. Of all ends, this was one that a mouse quite often \nlived their life expecting to meet. Therese's instinct had been something Jemma secretly feared for \nthe last three weeks. But at the same time her feelings towards the, admittedly beautiful, feline had \nbeen steadily growing even to the point of some strange attraction. \n Jemma closed her eyes. She felt the heat of the cat's breath before the gently lap of her tongue \nlifted her once more into the humid maw. Her entire body shaking, half of her wanting to struggle, \nto flee or at least resist, while the other half had already accepted her fate. And the tiniest fragment \nin between actually dared to welcome this, the fledgling feelings that had been growing in their \nshort time together making the idea of this sacrifice almost... \n Not welcome. But better Therese than some crueller alternative. Jemma rolled over the tongue, \nher hands reflexively grabbing hold to either side to try and hold herself here. The waiting throat \nflexed in front of her, loosing wafts of that same hot pungent breath from before. Jemma was \ncaught in the harsh realization that even a creature as beautiful and sweet natured as Therese was \nstill a carnivore at her core. Whatever bonds they may have had would mean nothing once overruled \nby primal urges like this. \n Therese seemed to be hesitant for a split second, before her predatory instinct finally won out \nand Jemma once more felt the powerful muscles of the feline's throat pulling her towards what this \ntime would be her doom. Once more her breath was kept from her by the crushing confines of \nTherese's merciless gullet for a few moments before the sudden drop onto a slick pulsating crease of \nthe stomach wall. There was no purchase this time, no slowing her fall with a piece of string and she \ncontinued to slide straight into the rocking stew that lay in the bottom of this pit. \n The slight burns on her feet and tail lit up in pain almost immediately and Jemma kicked about \nuselessly. There was no purchase on the slick lined walls to pull herself out of the unrelenting fluids \nthat steadily ate away at her fur and skin. Her breathing became more rapid and a slow moaning \nescaped her lips, this time one of fear and pain. Even though she couldn't see anything in the pitch \nblack, her eyes darted frantically all around her. There was nothing to see. Only sound and pain. A \nsteady throb of the walls around her eliciting a constant cocking of the digestive acids up and down \nher back, sliding her steadily further under. The distant but ever present heartbeat of the predator \nall around her. \n Jemma made one last effort to pull herself up, to make one last effort to survive a few more \nminutes. But her fingers just slipped again, dropping her almost entirely under the stomach's acids. \nOnly her cheeks up remained above the fluids, propped against the throbbing wall and slowly \nrocking Jemma into her last sleep. \n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "     It was three weeks now since Jemma had started living in this place. The small grey mouse girl
had been stricken by the house owner's surprising level of tolerance, to the point where Jemma was
not even forced to live in a hole in the wall lies a mouse normally would. Therese, the white tabby
who owned the place had proven exceptionally generous.
     And exceptionally pretty. Therese's eyes were a brilliant blue and her white fur was softer than
anything Jemma had felt. The two had taken to watching movies most nights after the cat had come
home from work. It had been harmless fun. They got along like best friends inside of a few days and
since then had just gotten closer and closer. It was only after these few weeks that the pair had
realized they were both of a close age to each other, and both of similar tastes.

     On this night, Therese had decided to lie down on her bed in nothing but her underwear to
minimize the summer heat. Jemma had curled up on the cat's belly, also in nothing but her
underwear. Some lame movie was already on when Therese switched on the TV but neither of them
was really interested in what was going on there. Instead Jemma was splaying her body out, her tiny
rear perched in the cat's belly button and her arms brushing steadily through the soft fur.
     'Aren't you too hot to sit there?' Therese asked grinning.
     'Worth it.' Jemma giggled, rolling over and looking back into the cat's face through the giant
mounds that were her breasts. She spread her arms and nuzzled into the soft fluff again, then
started to crawl up and nestled just under Therese's chin.
     'You're such a sucker.' Therese purred. She cocked her head a bit and rubbed her cheek across
the mouse's back gently.
     'Mff...' Jemma stood up and nuzzled herself into the cat's cheek, suddenly noticing she was
looking directly into Therese's giant blue eye. She grinned and held onto the cheek fur, being lifted
when the cat put her head back up. Both of them giggled again as Jemma climbed up and sat herself
on the bridge of Therese's nose. 'This spot is comfy. I'm gonna stay here.'
     'Nuu, you're in my way!' Therese laughed. She shook her head, catching the mouse by surprise
and causing her to slip over and catch herself just before falling. Suddenly Jemma found herself
facing directly into the cat's lips.
     'Ooh, kiss!' She called, leaning in close. The giant soft lips curled into a smile before pursing
around her tiny face and giving her a long wet kiss. 'Haa, eww!' She pulled back a little, slowly
climbing back up on top of Therese's nose.
     'Mmh. Nice huh?' The cat grinned, then ran her tongue over her lips. 'Oh, very nice.'
     'Oh no, are you gonna eat me now?' Jemma asked in pretend fear.
     'Maybe, I have your taste now.' Therese blinked seductively and caught Jemma's dangling tail
with her tongue, eliciting a small surprised squeak. She slurped in it like a noodle, rocking the
mouse's position a little before grinning again. 'And you are delicious.'
     'Uhm... really?' Jemma blushed, leaning down and patting her hand onto the soft lips of her
friend. Therese nodded, also blushing.
     With a slow deliberate motion, Jemma lowered herself feet first over her friend's nose and teased
her lips with her own feet.
     'Now you're just asking for it.' Therese moaned. Her lips parted and a slow steady wave of breath
washed over and between Jemma's legs. A long slippery tongue followed suit, leaving a sticky layer
of drool all over her bottom half. The mouse moaned in pleasure, her heart increasing as the cat
continued to lap at her feet several more times. At last she couldn't help herself any more and let go
of the soft fur she'd been holding on to. From looking into Therese's beautiful blue eyes to suddenly
lying on her back on the cat's tongue and looking at the roof of her mouth, Jemma had never felt a
rush like this before.
     'Oooh.' Therese's voice echoed all around her, accompanied by hot wet and rapid breaths. The
smell was strong, and unmistakably that of Therese's favourite chicken dinners. Jemma rolled over,
nuzzling into the soft but coarse surface of the cat's tongue. Both of them were enjoying this far
more than they could have expected, there was something unmistakably affectionate about this,
and yet at the same time the sense of how dangerous this was also lingered in the back of both of
their minds.
     The mouse looked around as Therese worked her tongue slowly below her. Light from the TV
across the room illuminated the glistening maw, allowing the mouse to see every detail as she
shifted and rubbed her body all over the cat's loving tongue.
     It was such a confusing feeling to them both. Therese was playing with her best friend in her own
mouth, a little mouse who she would normally consider no more than food. She couldn't place what
had made her be so generous instead, but at this very moment she was torn between her instinct
and her new friendship.
     Jemma found herself running her fingers over the pointed teeth at the front of Therese's maw. It
was so odd to think that this place had been the last sight of other mice before she had come along.
Nuzzling into the tongue again, she was suddenly staring into the steadily rippling darkness of the
cat's throat.
     Therese closed her mouth and curled her tongue around her tiny morsel sized friend, realizing
just how easy it would be to gulp her down even by accident. She leaned over and fumbled through
the drawer unit beside her bed, fetching out her sewing kit and removing a roll of string. It was not
something she had planned, but at the same time it wouldn't hurt to be careful.
     As her lips opened again, Jemma giggled and poked her head out. 'What are you doing? That was
spooky and dark... But sexy.'
     'Aaah.' Therese lolled out her tongue, causing Jemma to slide out into her hand. 'I just wanted to
give you this so you don't end up, umm. Here just hold it, real tight.' She unrolled the string to a
decent length and handed the end to the mouse. Jemma giggled and wrapped it around her hand
before nuzzling herself into Therese's soft lips.
     Therese moaned and smiled, giving Jemma another kiss before slurping her back in. Jemma's
muffled moans and giggles were accompanied by squirms and thrusts against the cat's tongue,
making the feline realize her tiny friend was enjoying this in more ways than one. She clutched the
string in her hand and wondered if she could up the stakes a bit. Tilting her head back a little, she
opened her maw just enough to let the light filter in and show Jemma enough to guess her intent.
     'Ooh, are we going to play dangerous?' Jemma shivered and gulped. Her heart started to beat
rapidly and she gripped her string even tighter. Therese had a moment of second thought, but it
vanished as soon as Jemma slid herself across her tongue to stare down her dark throat. Oh yes, she
was going to do this now, that doubt was gone.
     Jemma's heart raced as she slid her body over Therese's tongue, her breaths short and rapid as
she tilted her head over the brink of her friend's gullet. She felt the inhale before the sudden shift
beneath her. The drool throughout the cat's maw pooled around her as Therese finally swallowed.
Jemma held her breath as Therese's powerful gullet forced her down towards an awaiting stomach.
    Therese gasped and started to pant. Part of her could hardly believe what she had just done, while
the rest of her was loving every single moment of it. Her mouth lolled open as she felt the string
following her prey down into her depths. Sitting up slowly, she waited for the string to stop moving
before slowly and sensually placing her hand over her stomach. She couldn't feel anything, but just
knowing was giving her a rush like no other; that her friend was trapped inside her and could die if
she let it happen. The thought was so empowering.
     Jemma couldn't see anything, but she felt the almost unbearable heat and heard the disgustingly
wet throb of every heartbeat. She sat leaned up against the slimy pulsating walls and slowly took her
first breath since arriving here. It was difficult, there was little air to be had and it was overloaded
with humidity and the foul stench of Therese's last meal still fermenting mere inches from where
she sat. Clutching the string tightly in her hand, she began to slowly crawl around. She hadn't moved
far before the slick surface caused her to slip down further, one of her feet and the tip of her tail
splashing into a viscous fluid in the lower pit of the odorous digestive pit. She panicked and
scrambled, slipping even deeper into the acidic pit before managing to heft herself out with the aid
of the string. She wondered how long Therese would hold her and further, if she would even survive
as much.
     Therese had managed to calm herself and now sat back down, once more clutching the string that
could save her friend's life. She wondered when she should pull her friend back out, and was hoping
not to cut the time too short. But at the same time she knew enough about the digestive system to
know that her stomach was far from being a safe place for a mouse, or anyone for that matter. She
certainly hadn't felt for the safety of any mouse she had eaten in the past. A darker thought crossed
her mind as she contemplated what might become of Little Jemma if she delayed. After all, they
hadn't been friends for all that long. A mere three weeks was nothing special in the grand scheme,
and Jemma was just a mouse at the end of the day...
     She felt the string pull suddenly. That was as close to a signal as the mouse could have given, so
with slightly shaky hands she began to pull the string back up...
     Jemma sighed with relief as the string began to pull her towards the top of this foul smelling pit.
Though it was an undeniable rush to be inside her friend like this, there was no escaping the fact
that she would die if she stayed here too long. She felt the tightened entrance almost threatening to
trap her but managed to wedge her arm in enough to pull herself through. Holding onto her one
salvation tight with both hands, she was once again forced to all but hold her breath through the
tight confines of Therese's gullet, contorting her body to avoid her bones breaking as she was pulled
through the cat's epiglottis.
     Therese tried and failed to stifle a cough as she pulled Jemma into her hand. Wiping away the
drool and other juices from her lips and chin, she lifted Jemma back up to ensure that her friend was
still alright. 'Jemma... are you okay?'
     Jemma coughed and wiped the juices from her face before she looked up. 'Y-yea I'm okay...' She
took a few deep breaths and shakily stood up. 'That was amazing. I can't believe we actually did
that!' Her excitement was infectious and Therese found herself sharing the same excited grin and
exhilarated laugh as each other.
     'Ohh what a fun game we've come up with.' Therese murmured, licking her lips seductively then
nuzzling Jemma tenderly. The dripping juices from her insides brushed off the mouse onto her fur,
but she ignored them and kept rubbing her lips and muzzle across her mouse friend's tiny drenched
body. 'We should do this again.' Her maw opened wider and she ran her tongue over Jemma's
suddenly shivering form.
     To her surprise Jemma pushed her tongue away. 'Umm, I don't think I can go through that again.
I-it was fun but... I think it's too dangerous.' Therese looked disappointedly down at the mouse, only
now noticing the reddening on the skin of her feet and tail.
     'Oh, does that hurt?' Therese asked. She didn't know why, but the sight of her friend having
suffered the first moments of being digested alive made her suddenly want this all the more. But
why? Was it because as a cat, and her instinct demanded that Jemma be her prey? That same dark
thought from earlier suddenly pushed itself to the fore of her mind. She was a cat. Jemma was a
mouse. If it wasn't her, it would ultimately just be some other cat that eventually ate this mouse.
     Jemma nuzzled back into Therese's fur affectionately, becoming somewhat nervous when the
cat's giant tongue once more lapped over her. 'Uh, uhm... Therese?'
     'Shhh.' Therese lifted Jemma up to her eyes and blinked slowly with a large smile. The string
slipped from Jemma's now limp hand as the realization dawned on her. The game was over and now
the cat wanted from her what nature demanded.
     A surprising calm had taken Jemma's mind. Of all ends, this was one that a mouse quite often
lived their life expecting to meet. Therese's instinct had been something Jemma secretly feared for
the last three weeks. But at the same time her feelings towards the, admittedly beautiful, feline had
been steadily growing even to the point of some strange attraction.
     Jemma closed her eyes. She felt the heat of the cat's breath before the gently lap of her tongue
lifted her once more into the humid maw. Her entire body shaking, half of her wanting to struggle,
to flee or at least resist, while the other half had already accepted her fate. And the tiniest fragment
in between actually dared to welcome this, the fledgling feelings that had been growing in their
short time together making the idea of this sacrifice almost...
     Not welcome. But better Therese than some crueller alternative. Jemma rolled over the tongue,
her hands reflexively grabbing hold to either side to try and hold herself here. The waiting throat
flexed in front of her, loosing wafts of that same hot pungent breath from before. Jemma was
caught in the harsh realization that even a creature as beautiful and sweet natured as Therese was
still a carnivore at her core. Whatever bonds they may have had would mean nothing once overruled
by primal urges like this.
     Therese seemed to be hesitant for a split second, before her predatory instinct finally won out
and Jemma once more felt the powerful muscles of the feline's throat pulling her towards what this
time would be her doom. Once more her breath was kept from her by the crushing confines of
Therese's merciless gullet for a few moments before the sudden drop onto a slick pulsating crease of
the stomach wall. There was no purchase this time, no slowing her fall with a piece of string and she
continued to slide straight into the rocking stew that lay in the bottom of this pit.
     The slight burns on her feet and tail lit up in pain almost immediately and Jemma kicked about
uselessly. There was no purchase on the slick lined walls to pull herself out of the unrelenting fluids
that steadily ate away at her fur and skin. Her breathing became more rapid and a slow moaning
escaped her lips, this time one of fear and pain. Even though she couldn't see anything in the pitch
black, her eyes darted frantically all around her. There was nothing to see. Only sound and pain. A
steady throb of the walls around her eliciting a constant cocking of the digestive acids up and down
her back, sliding her steadily further under. The distant but ever present heartbeat of the predator
all around her.
     Jemma made one last effort to pull herself up, to make one last effort to survive a few more
minutes. But her fingers just slipped again, dropping her almost entirely under the stomach's acids.
Only her cheeks up remained above the fluids, propped against the throbbing wall and slowly
rocking Jemma into her last sleep.  
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