This choice: ...doesn't affect you at all. | Go Back Chapter 8: ...doesn't affect you at all. (ID #853920) an addition by: Nightwing ![View ultimated's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author You are sitting up to your chest in stomach acids, so you prepare yourself for the burning and stinging that you know will come next. Your clothes are the first to go, melting away from your body in a small floating puddle which dissolves and breaks apart until it is gone. The acid, however, amazingly doesn't affect you, and you are left sitting in a pool of acid which is about the same pleasant temperature as a warm bath.
You take advantage of the fact that you can see pretty well, and decide to look around. The acid itself is a dark shade of green, and the stomach walls are a bright pink. As you touch them, you find that they are smooth and wet, and moves slightly at your touch.
The Goddess moans with pleasure, and you feel the vibrations through her stomach walls. Outside, she is actually kind of annoyed that you aren't gone by now. "Why is he still alive? You." she puts one massive paw behind the closest wolf to her, and drags him in front of her huge muzzle.
"y-y-yes, mistress?" he stammered.
"go in there and find out how he is still alive." she commands, and opens her mouth wide, her slimy red tongue rolling out like a red carpet.
Not wanting to annoy his mistress, he walks gingerly up her tongue and straight into her mouth. She then snaps her mouth shut and tastes him just like you. You hear his whines echoing down her throat as she eventually swallows him. He slides out of the opening and instantly begins writhing and howling in pain from the acids. The goddess barks out "well? What's happening to him?" the wolf turns his disfigured face towards you.
"He is just sitting there, mistress, but his clothes have been digested." he manages to say in a strained voice. He howls again with pain. "Oh please, mistress, let me out! Your stomach acids are burning me!"
All the Goddess does is just roll onto her back and moan with pleasure again, her front paws across her belly as her minion is digested alive. He howls again, but she just lets out a loud burp and moans again.
Once she has finished digesting, she... Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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