You cover your eyes as smoke seems to erupt from the floor… only to see a ornate curtain standing before you when the fog cleared. It appeared to be simply designed to hide something away from the audience. It's only odd feature was the golden symbol embedded into the fabric; a fork and knife over a plate. “You lucky devils all get to see my special Halloween show! I only get to do these sorts of tricks once a year!” She announces, trying to hype up the crowd as you inspect the new feature on the stage. “In keeping with the theme, I can take care of the tricks, and my adorable volunteer here can be the treat!” She said, bending over slightly to pinch you on the cheek. Her cleavage hovering inches away from your face isn’t enough to distract you from what she just said.
Ordinarily, you’d figure she was using the word ‘treat’ to mean, like, a pleasant surprise or something. However, the odd emblems on the curtains gave you some other ideas. “... uh… like a literal treat, or…?”
“Shhh…” She put a finger to your lips for a moment, before turning to the crowd once again. “These curtains aren’t connected in any way! As you can tell, this stage has no trap doors, no secret mechanisms, no tricks! In fact, why don’t I give you all a peek behind the curtain, as it were?” She pushes the curtains aside for a moment, giving the audience a good look of what was behind them, before moving them back to their proper places. Adjusting her robe, she continued. “My treat shall take his place behind this curtain, and I shall perform an incantation! What happens next can only be explained by the supernatural!” You didn’t like being called a ‘treat’, but not wanting to embarrass yourself in front of everyone, you follow her instructions.
She leads you behind the big, fancy red curtain. You were a little panicked; she hadn’t told you if you were supposed to be doing anything, or even what the ‘trick’ was going to be. Seeing you were nervous, she gave you a smile and a wink, as if to say, ‘don't worry, I’ll handle this’. Weirdly, that actually managed to calm you down slightly.
When you were well-hidden from the ground, the bat took her place, adjusted her robe, and raised her large staff. “Soth dolibix hakon!” She chanted, in a big, booming voice that echoed throughout the entire part. She waved her staff around rhythmically, her eyes clenched shut in concentration. Fog began to run across the floor of the stage, with no discernable source. You were starting to grow nervous. “Suh utzilah korilath!” You, and only you, could start to feel a faint rumbling in the distance, as if there was some sort of earthquake. The audience was giggling at the theatrics, but you were frozen with fear. You were starting to believe the bat woman actually had some sort of power. As she chanted, everything began to grow dark, and you felt like there was some kind of energy building up inside you. “Vimi tagopar vigis!”
Her incantation finally reached its crescendo. With one big, dramatic wave of her staff, there was a burst of smoke from behind the curtain, as well as the faint sound of confetti. The audience sat there in silence, curious to see what had happened to the volunteer. The bat was notably exhausted by the spell, but kept the show going undeterred. “Oh dear! It seems my volunteer has decided to just disappear on me!” She feigns surprise for comedic effect as she approached the curtain. She pushes the entire curtain over onto its side, to reveal that sure enough, you were gone! There was nowhere you could’ve disappeared to during the performance. You had just disappeared from existence!
The audience giggled at the reveal, trying to figure out what the ‘trick’ was. Even Kevin and Maria were entertained by the performance, certain that you were fine somehow. “How rude of him! Doesn’t he know everybody deserves a Halloween treat?” Serafine turned back to the crowd, gesturing with an arm expressively, pretending to be offended for comedic effect. “Looks like I better go find him, then!” She lays one of her paws on edge of a foot of the overturned curtain, pulling it back up with her weight alone. With that, she ducked down and tiptoed behind the curtain, disappearing from sight as well for only an instant. The setup had gone well, but the punchline was yet to come.
When she emerged seamlessly out from behind the curtain, there was suddenly something obviously different about her. There was a big bulge in her robe now, as if she was somehow sneaking a large beach ball beneath her robe. “Ah! Well, there he is!” She said, lifting up her robe (she was wearing strange black lingerie beneath, of course, although that’s better than nothing) to reveal that her once skinny, furry belly had now expanded to the size of… well, you! At first, she simply looked full, but as she showed off her stomach to the crowd, the audience could easily see the bulges and outlines coming from within, confirming that you were, somehow, stuck in there.
“So that’s where you went, you little rascal! Wanted to curl up in ol’ Serafine’s belly that bad, huh? Couldn’t even wait til the end of the show,” she teased you for the entertainment of the crowd, rubbing and jiggling her distended gut. The audience laughed and cheered upon seeing your fate, but your friends were silent, their faces flush. That couldn’t be… real, could it? Nobody else was freaking out about it, so it couldn’t be real. This had to be some sort of illusion. While Maria and Kevin stayed in their seats, they were less interested in the show now, and more wanting to see if you were okay.
At the moment, you definitely wouldn’t call yourself ‘okay’. It was disorienting to simply fade from existence for a moment, but it was even moreso to come back and find yourself curled up in someone’s stomach. You couldn’t even tell where you were, at first… but with the constant sound of the bat’s heartbeat just above you, as well as the churning and gurgling of her gut, it didn’t take long for you to put two and two together. Luckily, it wasn’t as bad in there as it could be. There was quite a bit of light and air in there, somehow, and there didn’t seem to be an acid or anything. Only problem was that it was tight. You were forced into the fetal position by the cramped confines, and every single time you tried to stretch out and get some wriggle room, you only succeeded in making more visible bulges in the bat’s gut, for the audience’s amusement.
“Well, that’s okay! I’ve got some magic tricks you can take part in from right where you are!” You could hear the bat’s voice clearly, perhaps even better than before, though it didn’t seem she could hear yours. Either that, or she was simply ignoring your constant screams of ‘what is wrong with you’ and ‘let me out of here’. It seemed she was continuing her stage show, but at this point, you were ignoring here, focusing only on figuring out your situation. What had just happened to you? You had just… blinked out of existence for a moment, and when you returned, you were here. Is this some kind of fake stomach… part of her costume, maybe? Why would her costume contain a fake stomach capable of fitting an entire person inside? You hadn’t the foggiest idea; all you knew is that you wanted out. There had to be some kind of zipper or something…
Eating that random boy was just the first act in her show. This was the only time in the year she got to perform for those cute, bite-sized humans, and she tried to take advantage of every opportunity that comes with that territory, including the chance to have a big, bulging belly throughout her entire show. Finally done rubbing her gut for now, Serafine stretched for a moment as she got ready for the next trick...
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