Brace its mouth open

The mouther drags you closer and closer to its open mouth. You could lash out at an eyeball, but you have no idea if you can even reach them. Instead, you decide to brace its mouth open with your arms and legs. The creature's muscular tentacle-tongue reels you into its mouth. You wait, the fangs like daggers aimed at you as your legs descend into the mouth. The rotten stench of its mouth is almost overwhelming.

As the tongue releases you and the jaws begin to close you reach up and wedge your hands into the gums between two teeth. Your shoes are similarly wedged between lower teeth and, with all your strength, you stop the closing of the mouther's jaws. The creature makes a strangled cry of surprise and you allow yourself a smile.

"Not the best strategy, love," shouts Frankenstein from below.

A moment later you realize your folly as the tongue once again wraps around you. This time is encircles your neck, tightens and you quickly lose all consciousness.

Doctor Frankenstein watches from the edge of the pond as the beautiful professor's ragdoll body is tossed up into the air by the mouther's tongue. Its mouth opens wide and, as gravity pulls her back down, the mouther's jaws snap shut around her like someone snacking on popcorn. A few grisly chews and a swallow and that is the unfortunate end of Mistress Swift. Satisfied, the mouther disappears beneath the water.

Frankenstein shakes his head and turns away, threading his arms around the two plant women in lingerie. Come along, my lovelies. Let us find someone else to complete my masterpiece.