This choice: Tina masturbates to pass the time. | Go Back Chapter 20: Eaten By a Shark? Time to Masturbate! (ID #428243) an addition by: Deathstalker ![View deathstalker's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author The best way Tina could think of to combat the pain of being digested was to give her body some pleasure to take her mind off it. Her clothing was already pretty corroded from the acids, so she only had to peel them away from her skin and toss them aside to reveal her nude body. Her skin was really starting to redden from the digestion she was going through. What Tina hated the most was the length of time it was taking. It felt as though she'd been trapped inside the shark for hours, or longer, and she suspected it would be quite a while longer before she died. Pushing her legs apart, Tina slid a hand between them, rubbing at her pussy lips. They were wet from the water she'd been in more then any form of arousal. In fact, she wasn't sure how well this would work at all, given her current predicament, but she figured it was worth a try.
Surprisingly, as Tina rubbed her twat, the tingles of pleasure actually seemed to be working. She felt her pussy grow more wet and began to finger herself slowly. Tina moaned softly, pushing her fingers deeper into herself. She brought her thumb up to her clit, running over it and giving it a prod, making her pleasure grow. Bringing her other hand up to her chest, she began to play with her tits, rubbing them and pinching at her nipples. She started to finger herself faster, lifting her hips upwards to slam against her hand. Her breathing grew heavy and her moans grew in volume as her pleasure built inside her. She hardly felt the pain of the shark's stomach acids now, and as much as she wanted to keep the feeling steady, the urge to climax was too powerful.
Slamming her fingers hard into herself, Tina's other hand dropped from her chest and began to rub against her clit hard. Biting down on her bottom lip, Tina's body went tense as she came, her juices spilling out of her and mixing with the shark's digestive juices.
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