Emily flew past Karen's lips and landed face-first on a bumpy surface. It was dark in here, but she could feel wet, humid breath and see light shine from behind her.
The surface undulated slightly under her, just as she was trying to stand, so she fell face-first down again. Then, the huge tongue lifted her up. She could feel the texture of Karen's upper mouth as the tongue lightly dragged her against it. She forced herself not to descend into hysterical crying, not to give in to this bitch.
"MMMMMM."
Emily felt herself falling, the air cold on her wet skin. She landed in the middle of Karen's palm. She looked up into the giantess's eyes as a huge hand wiped away a rope of saliva connecting Emily to Karen's mouth. Emily shivered. She felt wet before, but now she was starting to feel sticky as the saliva she was drenched in started to dry.
The corners of Karen's thick, pale lips turned upward in a smirk. "Look at it this way, hun. You might be a pathetic excuse for a wife, but at least you taste good."
Emily screamed as the giant hand flung her back into Karen's mouth. This time, the tongue angled up, and she felt her feet getting sucked into the beginning of Karen's throat with an ear-popping "GLUNK."
Emily flailed, trying to turn around and get a hold on Karen's taste buds, but her hand just smacked against Karen's huge uvula, dangling above her head. With another hard swallow, Emily sank to her face, feeling the constricting wet throat around her lower body.
She screamed again, but it was quickly muffled when suddenly her face met the wet wall of Karen's throat.
She started to feel tired, struggling against throat muscles that were probably way bigger than her. She may be a younger, fairly healthy woman, but even this giantess's old worn muscles totally overpowered her pathetic body.
As she was despairing, her legs suddenly kicked free in hot, humid air, and then her whole body plummeted.
Splat! Right into the mashed potatoes like Karen had said. She struggled to claw her way free of the mush, and something immediately splashed in her face. She struggled to wipe it off, but the stomach juices burned.
Even though it was pitch-black, she could hear a pool of stomach juices sloshing around the giantess's ridged lower belly. She struggled to climb on top of the mashed potatoes, also struggling not to puke, as she heard another wave coming. This one lapped at the glob of mashed potatoes, which started to divide in two.
Emily felt herself fall into another glob of digested mush. She couldn't tell what this was. The stomach around her smelled mostly of mashed potatoes, faintly of carrots, and some other sweet and bitter things the woman had consumed and imbibed earlier in the day. She could also hear the great organ make satisfied little gurgles and grumbles here and there.
The liquid pool washed over her again. Its intensely bitter smell clung to her, and she grabbed a handful of mashed potatoes, trying to wipe it off her face.
But it was useless, this was going to be her end here, in the stinky pit of Karen's stomach, destined to become maybe a couple calories at most. She was already starting to run out of what little air was left in here. There was a rumbling sound as up above a burp escaped Karen's lips. That was the last of the air.
--
Karen just stood there, a wicked grin on her face. She twirled the end of her long, lush hair as she imagined what Emily was going through. She raised her hand to her mouth and gave a dainty little burp.
"Oh, I think that was the last of your air," she said, patting her tummy. "You were a tasty little morsel."
She laughed again at the idea of such a pathetic woman turning into her snack and walked out of the kitchen.
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