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Continued vore, some feet.

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The churning and gurgling continued within Valerie’s stomach, but it was otherwise silent.  The viscous liquid splashed about the stomach walls, with bits of semi digested gummy bears and food still strewn about in the soupy mix, though there were a lot less than there had been moments ago.  For a while, nothing seemed to disturb the rhythm of the stomach’s work as it slowly processed its contents.  Then, there was a loud splash as Rachel fought to break the surface of the acid, gasping as she inhaled as much oxygen as she possibly could in the sweltering environment, and as much as her semi-digested lungs could handle.  She could feel her chest rattling as she took in what little air there was to offer within Valerie’s stomach, and her voice had become raspy.  Breathing, and making any kind of noise was a painful strain.

Rachel knew she was mere moments until she was digested here, in her girlfriend’s stomach.  It was taking all she could just to stay afloat in the acid.  Her body burned agonizingly, not just on the outside but from within as well where she accidentally ingested acid during her plight.  Her body was starting to enter shock, but she desperately tried to hang on in order to survive for as long as she could despite her predicament.  Every cough and every sound she couldn’t help but make made her hurt even worse.  Her body felt sluggish and heavy as she tried her best to tread Valerie’s stomach acid. 

As the stomach continued to churn, and she fought to stay afloat, Rachel swore she could hear Valerie’s voice, as well as other people’s muffled voices from inside the organ trapping her.  In her pain and delirium she couldn’t tell what was being said.  Her mind was slipping away, and it was getting impossible to keep her ahead above the surface of the pool of acid that threatened to send her to oblivion.  Rachel felt some kind of downward force as the opening to the small intestines took in more of the stomach’s contents.  It was a force she was unable to struggle against anymore.  She felt her body dragged hopelessly down beneath the acid.  She gave one last, ragged sob which was easily drowned out by the sounds of Valerie’s digestive system as she whispered “Help me,” in a gravelly voice before being pulled under.  Bubbles rose where Rachel had been dragged down, and then once again nothing but the sounds of the stomach’s churning and gurgles remained. 

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‘Shit shit shit!’ Valerie thought as she hurried to the bathroom.  As she ran in, she bumped into another girl with loose waist-long brown hair washing her hands, but Valerie was too preoccupied to look up at who it was, or apologize.  She quickly went up to one of the sinks and stuck two fingers down her throat.  Gagging and then puking over the sink, she held out one of her hands, vomiting into it and letting the liquid drip down as she used it to kind of sift through the mess.  Letting the disgusting mess flow through her hands, she didn’t see any Rachel shaped lumps anywhere.  ‘Come on, beebee girl!’ Valerie thought anxiously, once again opening her mouth wide and sticking her fingers as far back into her throat as possible.  Inwardly, she tried to prepare herself for the worst… either she’d see Rachel’s dead, digested body, or perhaps there would be no Rachel at all.

Again she puked, gasping as the liquid once again dripped through the slight spaces she kept between her fingers.  After most of the liquid drained, laying in her palm, she saw Rachel’s shrunken form, coughing and sputtering.  Valerie rolled her over onto her side with a finger, and similar to what she did with Crystal, she poked down with her finger on Rachel’s small belly, causing Rachel to vomit and cough up some of the harmful contents she ingested to help relieve the stress on her body. 

Valerie winced down at Rachel.  She was badly burned.  Her skin was a deep dark red almost everywhere.  Only a few spots above her waist seemed lightly burned.  Her once long hair was now cropped short and jagged around her shoulders.  She had bruises and sores dotting all over her tiny frame.  Her form-fitting pants and flannel shirt were nothing more but rags, still barely cling onto her body.  Rachel looked up at Valerie, and felt like she must have died.  There was no way this could be real.  “Val…?”  She whispered, her voice still strained and raspy, “Val… y-you… you saved me…” And with that she finally passed out from all her pain and exhaustion, with a slight smile on her face despite it all. 

Valerie held her there in shock for a few moments as Lucy burst into the bathroom.  “Val!  Are you…?” She walked up beside Valerie and saw the small, still, soaked form of Rachel’s semi-digested body in the palm of Valerie’s vomit-moistened palm.  Lucy winced at the sight of her.  “Is she…?”

“She’s alive.  Barely.  Can you get an ambulance for her?”

“Y-yeah.  Sure.  Uhh!”  Lucy exclaimed as Valerie grabbed one of her hands and gently laid Rachel onto her palm. 

“Sorry.  I need to talk to Vivian.” 

Lucy’s eyes widened as she looked up into Valerie’s.  She couldn’t help but shiver between the dead look in her eyes and the feel of Rachel’s wet, battered body.  She was so glad she wasn’t Vivian right now.  “Yeah.  I’ll call… them…” Lucy trailed off as Valerie stomped past her towards the bathroom door.  She shared an awkward look with the girl who’d been washing her hands.

The bathroom door swung open again before Valerie reached it, and Vivian slowly stepped through.  “Hey, wha-“

Valerie cut her off by grabbing her and throwing her against the wall.  “HOW?”  At this point, Lucy gulped and quickly headed out to make the call outside, where she'd get better signal, anyway.

Vivian gritted her teeth as she was suddenly flung against the wall.  She gave Valerie a peculiar look.  “You’re mad?  But why?  With Crystal you- hrrrk!”  At this point, the girl nervously washing her hands quickly departed, feeling as though discretion might be the better part of valor at this point.

Valerie cut her off by applying pressure with her arm against her throat.  She steadied her gaze into Vivian’s.  “HOW?”  Valerie snarled.

“I… I’ve been working on something as a kind of hobby, I guess.  I wanted to see if it was possible to create something that can shrink people who’ve… you know… and it took me a long time but you’ve gotta admit, it’s pretty cool,” Vivian said, starting to giggle nervously.

Valerie cut her giggling off by once again choking her with her arm.

Vivian gasped, struggling fruitlessly against Valerie.  “Why do you even care so much!?  How many tinies have you had your way with!?  Even ones you were close to!  Why is this any different!?  Think!  You know I’m right!”

Valerie scowled, but she realized she actually wasn’t completely sure herself why she was so upset.  Rachel meant a lot to her, yeah, and she certainly didn’t want her time with Rachel to end.  Then again, with Crystal it was almost too easy to give in to her desires, and that was long ago at the beginning, before she even embraced her urges fully.  So… why did this set her off?  ‘Either way,’ Valerie thought, ‘I’m going to take it out on Vivian.’  Valerie reached into Vivian’s purse, pulled out the shrink ray she had used on Rachel, and backed away.  She aimed it at Vivian.

“I’m HELPING you, Valerie!  Can’t you see that!?”

“You…” Valerie began through clenched teeth, unable to find any more words as she tried to steady her aim on Vivian.  She exhaled.  “…You.”  She squeezed the trigger on the ray gun, and Vivian instantly shrunk down to about an inch and a half. 

In her trauma, Vivian fell to her knees, and before she was given a moment to think, Valerie brought her giant black bootie cladded foot and slammed it down in front of her, just within Vivian’s arms’ reach.  Vivian anxiously looked up as Valerie towered over her, glowering, her face still deadened as she stared down at the newly transformed tiny girl. 

“Just so you know,” Valerie began, “I’m not going to eat you.  Not yet.  I want to feel you suffer.  I want to feel the bones in your body break one by one as I please.”  She started to unzip her shoe that had been threateningly close to crushing Vivian.

“Come on, Valerie!  You NEED me!  I’m the-“ she paused as Valerie dropped down on her butt as she worked off her left shoe, feeling the floor shake violently for in that moment, rattling her teeth.  It took a few seconds for her to shake off the shellshocked feeling it caused within her, and she continued.  “I’m.. I'm the only one who can keep you on the path to greatness!”

Valerie placed her shoe beside her, revealing her foot dressed in a black sock.  She wiggled her toes slightly.  “You’re so concerned about the path of greatness, Vivian.  You should be more concerned with the path my feet walk.”  With that, she reached down and swiped up Vivian in her hand.  Valerie relished the feeling for a time, squeezing Vivian’s tiny squirming and squealing form before pulling out her sock and dropping her in.  Valerie grinned devilishly at the moving bulge that was now steadily descending down her leg, past her ankle now.  She clapped her hands in girly excitement and giggled, a playful light returning to her eyes.  “I just realized how cool I sounded saying that!”  She lowered her face closer to Vivian’s obscured, squirming form.  “And now?  We’re going to have fun, you and I!  Long awaited fun, heehee!  Yessss!”  Using her fingers, she gingerly rubbed and massaged Vivian’s body deeper into her sock until she was under Valerie's toes.

Stepping gingerly so as to not hurt her occupant just yet, Valerie put her shoe back on, lacing it nice and tight before getting to her feet.  Vivian was now under the ball of her left foot.  With a flourish and over-emphasized step, she put all her weight onto Vivian’s body.  She heard a satisfied crunching noise, almost like a tiny twig was snapped.  She even FELT Vivian’s bones snapping in her damp prison.  Valerie inhaled in pleasure, hearing the muted screams of agony now coming from her foot.  And once again, as far as she was concerned, it was a good day.

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Chapter End Notes:

It's funny, but this whole chapter was basically written for months, now, I only added the last two paragraphs before I realized 'holy crap, this is long enough to be a chapter, maybe.'

 

Yes, I'm alive.  Been having a tough time of this whole 'real life' business.  Lost my job recently, so I'm in a weird place where I'm super busy, yet also not busy at all at the same time. 

 

I also kind of wanted to push this story out for Vore Day.  I thought it'd be especially cute doing so since this is also the first chapter where one of my characters actually survived getting eaten, too.  Alas.  Always next year, I guess.

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