THUD

Head aching you open your eyes and survey your surroundings. You are in a crowd of people trapped in a cage. Outside is the living room of someone's apartment; the décor suggests it is a young woman's home. The room dwarfs the cage and its occupants, which is positioned in the centre of a table.

What happened last night? You try to recollect the events. You were at the pub with your mates. Chatted to some girls. One of them was really interested in you and took you back to her place. Oh no. You recognise the apartment and your heart skips a beat as you realise your mistake.

"Where are we?" someone calls out.

You hear keys rattle and a door swings open. As the lights floods in, you see her. In the doorway stands a beautiful woman with light skin and long bushy brown hair. Her fringe covers her forehead and a few endearing freckles dote her face. Her smooth legs stretch for miles, as she towers over us.

That's her - that's the girl from last night. You try to remember her name but your memory is clouded, probably from all the beers. A couple of people next to you seem to recognise her as well.

What's her name?

"Hello my lovelies, I'm Isabel" She seems to answer, her deep brown eyes gleaming as she scans the crowd. Her voice playfully booms as the reverberations ring through our ears, striking panic in the crowd. She seems excited...

"Let us out of here!" Someone yells as the crowd begins to push and shove each other in an effort to escape. Isabel leans in closer to the cage, showing off the full size of her enormous face.

"Why would I do that? I don't want my food getting away!" She laughs. As if on cue, her stomach rumbles loudly with anticipation.

"Who's hungry? Let's eat!"

Isabel quickly reaches out for the cage. Her fingers easily tear off the roof as she shoves her hand inside. People run around frantically, desperately trying to avoid her grasp. Each one of her digits is at least 5 men tall, and make light work of the tiny figures. She knocks a few to the ground before lifting them out of the cage and bringing them to her mouth.

"Mmmmmm" She moans. “I've been waiting all day for this.”

On her hand I can just make out the shape of a man and two women. They begin to beg and plead with her as they collapse to their knees. Isabel begins to open her mouth wide, revealing a cavernous maw with pearly white teeth. Her thick pink tongue lay flat as she began to salivate.

Isabel tilts her hand and the people tumble down towards her waiting mouth. They land with a plop onto her tongue, as they scramble to find purchase on the slippery surface. The group screams as they are tossed around her mouth, bumping into her teeth and tongue while the saliva slowly soaks them.

“Here we go. Hold on!” Isabel says and she positions herself right in front of us.

I try to look away but can't; she tips her head back slightly and flicks her tongue upwards, launching the people towards the back of her mouth. Her throat relaxes as they land, and I make eye contact with one of the women as she slides down into the abyss. Isabel swallows, sending the others down with her.

“Ahhh” She says. A bulge travels down her neck and I can just make the faint outline of limbs desperately trying to stop their descent. Eventually they die out.

Isabel reaches back in the cage and grabs two more people. Swiftly tossing them into her gaping maw, they barely had time to protest as she gulped them down, quickly joining the others in her stomach.

“Who's next?” She laughs. As she speaks, giant flecks of spit shoot from her mouth, drenching some of the prisoners and further cementing our place as her food.

“You'll do” says Isabel, pointing to a man cowering in the corner. She places him on her tongue and reaches back into the cage.

“And you” she says as she grabs another man, tossing him into her mouth.

“Ooohh and you two.” capturing a young couple who were hiding out the back. “I love it when the man tries to protect his girlfriend.” She dumped them onto her waiting tongue.

You could feel the despair setting in among the remaining captives as the number of prisoners she selected grew. Some people started crying or praying, but all of them knew what fate awaited them. What's worse is Isabel not only saw us as her food, but as her toys. She seemed to derive great pleasure in consuming us.

Isabel threw three more people in her maw, and by now it was beginning to get crowded. The people desperately clawed at the surface and each other to avoid nearing her throat. Still, she wanted more, and Isabel's eyes began greedily searching for another serving.

At last she locked eyes with me and I tried to turn away and hide my face. It was no use; her giant hand enclosed around me and lifted me off my feet. She grabbed me by my ankle and dangled me over the voracious chasm. Down below I could see the others scrambling around. Columns of spit spanned her mouth as the chamber glistened in preparation for its next meal.

Isabel released me and I tumbled down onto her tongue, the dense, slick surface cushioning my fall. I tried to stand as she shifted her tongue, and I fell face first into her taste buds. I could smell her stale breath everywhere as I choked on her sickly sweet saliva. She reached in with her hand and pressed us all against her tongue. Feeling the mass of writhing bodies turned Isabel on, and she let out a deep, deafening moan.

Her tongue lifted us to the roof of her mouth; Isabel increased the pressure and I heard the sound of bones breaking. The powerful pink muscle rolled us to the back of her mouth, twisting us into a ball of arms and legs. She breathed in and the light illuminated the cavern. I saw the distraught faces of the group; beyond a bottomless pit of black.

We started to roll towards the throat as one of the men began to slide down. He reached out his arm and another man grabbed him and fought to bring him out of the hole. Isabel felt the struggle in her throat and swallowed harder. The strength of her oesophagus pulled both men down screaming.

I wobbled on the back of the tongue, as rivers of spit began to wash me away. I fell down to the back of Isabel's throat as she swallowed, and the fleshy floor beneath me disappeared. Me and another lady were squeezed against her firm windpipe as we began to slide down. I reached her stomach and fell through into the hellish chamber. There were a pile of bodies around me, some still alive, slowly beginning to be absorbed by Isabel. The woman entered just after me, and above I could hear Isabel torturing more people. I tried to stay afloat, but eventually I tired and the pile of bodies built up and crushed me. I slowly passed out, accepting my fate as sustenance for Isabel.