"This is.... unusual," Mandy dryly commented within the dank, dark inside of her recent friend. It was pitch black inside Creepie, Mandy couldn't even see her own hands in front of her face. Without sight, she relied on her other senses to tell her about her surroundings. She was curled up tightly in what felt like a slimy, pulsating sack. The walls pushed against her in tempo, sliding against her whole body. She could also feel some kind of thick liquid at the bottom of the belly around her butt and legs. There was a dank smell that didn't smell that bad considering the location. Creepie's belly was unlike anything Mandy had ever experienced.

Creepie looked down at her wide, lumpy stomach with interest. She knew that Mandy had volunteered, but she really hoped the acrimonious girl wasn't regretting her decision. "Unusual in a bad way or a good way?"

"Defiantly in a good way." Creepie blinked in surprise at the lukewarm tone of Mandy's answer. She had been talking to the yellow haired girl for hours and this was the first time she had ever heard her speak with any warmth at all. Sure, she wasn't beaming, but there was emotion in her voice that Creepie had never heard before.

Inside the belly, Mandy was leaning back with a content look on her face. For Mandy, a content expression was the equivalent of a big, happy smile. The sensation of flesh all around her, caressing ever inch of her body was unexpectedly pleasant for Mandy. She hated normal physical contact because she knew that most of hands were covered in dirt and germs, but inside Creepie, everything had a sterilized feeling. Mandy could practically feel the bacteria on her clothes being eaten away by the digestive fluid dripping from the stomach lining. When Mandy touched her shirt, she found that more then just bacteria was being eaten away by the acid juices of the stomach.

"Whoa," Mandy muttered softly, but not softly enough for Creepie to miss her voice.
"Is everything okay in there?" Creepie asked with concern. She had enjoyed eating the tasty girl so much and loved the sensation of her belly packed with her form, but the enjoyment she was getting wasn't worth hurting her new friend. Creepie didn't know if she could spit someone out, but if Mandy was hurt then she was going to find out.

"Everything's fine, but you owe me a new set of clothes. Seems your stomach is eating them away fast." Mandy pulled of her shirt, which by now was nothing more then a strip of cloth that was quickly falling apart. The stomach acid was melting her clothes quickly, even dissolving her underwear. Left completely nude, Mandy pushed her naked body against the elastic wall of the stomach, groaning softly at the rich feel of the silky lining against her nude skin. It felt to Mandy like hundreds of oily hands were rubbing all over her body. Mandy rubbed herself against the sensitive skin, finding herself grateful that she had let Creepie eat her.

On the outside, Creepie felt her stomach getting pushed out and looked down to see the impression of Mandy's face protruding from her skin. Moaning softly, Creepie felt a strange tingling sensation go through her at the sensation of Mandy's movement and the knowledge that inside her the blond was naked. As Creepie felt these new sensations, she wondered why she hadn't experienced them with her previous meals. The others had been delicious, but Mandy was giving her a new sensation that she enjoyed even more then the rich taste of flesh. It was like there was a fire in her veins and it was pouring out of every pore on her body. Moaning louder, Creepie turned to her dinner for an answer.

"Mandy....I feel really good.... What's happening to me?" Creepie asked between moans as the sensation built. She rubbed her thighs together, finding that made her feel even better. Gasping for air, the confused girl, raised by bugs, was confused and slightly scared. What was happening to her body?