You’d always thought that getting swallowed would be one of those things that seemed to happen in slow motion. After all, you’d seen plenty of people get swallowed before and it always seemed to take a little while for the girl to gulp down the full body. Not Lauren, though. Still kneeling from removing your underwear, she eagerly began by taking both of your feet in her mouth. From there she just sucked you in like a noodle. You were completely disoriented, both by the shock and your aroused state, and before you can really get a handle on things, your arms are pinned to your sides. She quickly slurps up to your shoulders while you listen to the mocking laughter of school girls; the last sound you’ll ever hear before your head is pulled in to her mouth and engulfed in her throat.
You reach her stomach and your hormones are still pounding. Your senses certainly realize the foul shit smell of her innards, but your brain has come to embrace it. “That’s what you’re going to be.” You keep thinking to yourself over and over as you begin to run out of oxygen. You use the thought to console yourself while you suffocate: “You’re going to be her turd.” She’s half your age, she probably knows nothing about sex and adulthood, and soon, you’re going to slip into nothingness and all that’s left of you will be what she leaves in her toilet.