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                               Hunting the Huntress – chapter 9  That’s when the dreamlike unreality of the situation hit him. Here he was dangling over the gaping mouth of a girl more than 30 times his size and looking straight down a throat that was going to swallow him alive and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do to stop it. She was going to gulp him whole and alive without any remorse.

How could she do that? She must be really hungry! Cindy could taste his terror of her gaping gullet and she loved it. She opened her throat even wider and slowly lowered him into her mouth for a better view simply for the voyeuristic thrill of knowing Jason’s fear of her spectacular throat.

This was better than she ever could have hoped. She was experiencing the greatest arousal of her life and she was going to make the most of it. Jason saw her incisors pass on either side as he was lowered deeper and found himself surrounded by huge teeth leading back to her fearsome throat, just now opening high and wide to accommodate his shaking body while strings of sticky saliva teased his body.

Her long uvula settled back into her upper throat just as her breath ceased and he became aware she was deliberately opening up her esophagus to give him a clear unobstructed view into the depths of her gullet.  What he saw practically stopped his heart. His eyes adjusting to the darkness of her gullet, he saw the ribbed red tunnel dropping deeper and deeper until it simply vanished into darkness that Jason knew ended in her hungry stomach.

Just in case he might have had any doubts, a ferocious growl from her impatient belly far below let him know he was expected. Cindy could wait no longer. Although she’d never swallowed anything alive bigger than an oyster before, she knew he would go down easily as long as he went in headfirst.

She’d had plenty of practice swallowing parts of the male anatomy far bigger than Jason’s entire body at its present size and her gag reflex was a thing of the past. But she thought she’d be wise to prepare his passage down the rest of the way to her stomach. Jason felt her tongue curl around his helpless body while her jaws closed imprisoning him against the ribbed roof of her mouth.

In the darkness everything was a fury of motion as her tongue tossed and rolled him, coating him in thick viscous saliva until light again flooded the cavern as her mouth reopened. Clawing the saliva from his eyes, Jason saw he was aligned towards the back of her mouth in a chute formed by her huge curling tongue and to his horror that chute ended in her throat.

This was no joke; he was going into Cindy’s belly. Slowly, Cindy tipped her head back and gravity pulled at Jason’s helpless body. With no way to stop himself he began slipping towards her open throat while his fearful eyes took in the details of every blood vessel in the walls of that portal. As he slid over the back of her tongue he again saw deep into the torrid depths of her gullet and this time his mind screamed at the stark reality that confronted him…he was actually being swallowed alive! 

Cindy felt him sliding into her throat and her climax exploded within her as she convulsed with the sheer power of it, instinctively gulping the tiny body down. Jason felt himself tightly embraced by the hot slick flesh and a massive wave of muscles sent him plunging downwards into the hot wet darkness.

 She felt his passage down inside her neck and that served to spark further climaxes while Jason was relentlessly pumped deeper and deeper until he was pushed into a sphincter valve that squeezed him into free-fall and a soft impact on the convoluted wall of her stomach.

For a few seconds he lay in pitch-darkness on the sloping surface, oppressed by the fierce heat and humidity of his fleshy prison, coughing and choking on its noxious atmosphere. Then his body began violently shuddering with the horrible anticipation of being digested alive in Cindy’s belly.

Even though her stomach seemed empty, he desperately tried to scramble up the sloping surface and away from the inevitable acid that would be his undoing but it was hopelessly slippery. It was just a matter of time now. Cindy had never felt anything like this before.

It was absolutely exquisite to feel these little flurries of motion in her stomach and know it was Jason fighting for his life inside her. She felt entirely feminine, powerful and predatory. She languished in the incredible sensations until eventually allowing them to ebb away and reality to settle back in.

She had to think; she’d just eaten Jason, an act that Dr. Andrews and the others might take exception to. She had three options; to admit to the others what she’d done…but they’d think her a monster; she couldn’t even think about that. Then there was flight but that would be practically an admission of guilt so that left her with lies and deception. There was no incriminating evidence; that was soon to be dissolved away inside her body so all she had to do was fabricate a story of searching the bedroom and finding no sign of Jason.  

The question was could she possibly continue on in the group knowing for the next twenty four hours or so, Jason would be slowly coursing through her digestive tract and assimilating into her own body even as she interacted with the others and they went about their mundane daily activities.

She thought she could. In fact there was a delicious attraction to the idea of working and planning with the others while all the time Jason’s tiny body was deep inside her and it would be hers to know alone. She was now Jason’s entire world and even now she could feel his movements inside her, making her curious as to how terrifying it must be inside her stomach and again she felt so incredibly feminine she simply purred and stroked her awesome man-eating belly. 

But now she had to compose herself and prepare for confronting the others so straightening her clothing, she got to her feet. It was then she felt the moist nectar of her arousal and it was as if Jason had just been her most satisfying lover and in a fashion he had.

Unfortunately he would never be able to repeat his climatic performance but on the bright side there was nothing visible about her outward appearance that gave away her guilty secret. So she took off in search of the others on their quest to catch up with that other man-eater, Diane. She finally caught up with them about half a mile from the lab making a terrible clamor.

Seems they had found Diane and they were in the process of trying to convince her, all at the same time, that she’d done no wrong and they were going to help her beat this. Cindy joined them just as they decided to look for Jason after Diane had told them in no uncertain terms he was only 2” tall now and she had no control over when he’d return to normal. 

To Cindy’s relief they considered his diminutive size would make him vulnerable to multiple hazards such as wild animals or unwary feet so hungry females didn’t figure into the equation just now. Cindy felt a new flurry of activity from the tiny prisoner in her stomach as if he could hear the groups concerns for him and a spark of sensation flashed down to her nether regions where it burst into flame as a new wave of arousal. She was getting a lot of mileage out of Jason and she loved it. She could definitely get used to this.

 As they made their way back to the lab, Cindy did her best to explain that she’d found no sign of Jason in the bedroom and immediately felt him punching and kicking the walls of her belly in protest of her deception. He was very much alive and the knowledge of that fact plus the physical sensation of him moving about inside her stomach were driving her to distraction trying to conceal her arousal from the others. How long could he possibly last inside me, she wondered.

As they approached the lab, they began scanning the ground for any sign of Jason all the way into the hallways, treading carefully and checking every inch for some sign of him. Meanwhile, Cindy was beside herself feeling her little prisoner moving inside her acid dungeon while she went through the motions of looking for him.

She wasn’t sure but she thought she heard his muffled yelling inside her so she did her searching at a distance from the others just in case.  Cindy’s waves of passion were coming hot and fast now since the others had begun calling Jason by name and he was reacting with surges of activity that translated into erotic sensation deep within her abdomen. She actually started to wonder whether Diane could teach her the shrinking trick because she never wanted this feeling to end. She was now addicted to swallowing men alive.  End of chapter 9

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