Sophie Gets Eaten

Sophie landed in Vespera's waiting maw face first. She felt the thick, warm, slick lips slide over her head, engulfing her nose and mouth without a hint of resistance. A moaning giggle arose from the throat she was now staring down, and her head was thrust from the lamia's mouth, to her throat, the tightness enveloping all of her senses. She felt the lamia's hands begin to grip her thighs, slowly working her torso into the slimy depths.

Slowly, her shoulders were squeezed into the lamia's mouth; then, her nipples brushed against the lamia's lips as her tits popped inside, sending yet another bolt of pleasure through her body. She was so much more sensitive than any (still living) adventurer could attest. Vespera's hands loosened and began gently scratching their way up to Sophie's ass. Suddenly, with a carnal gulp, the walls of the lamia's throat pulled Sophie deeper.

"It doesn't look like I'm gonna be able to get out now..." Sophie laughed nervously to herself, a slight hint of trepidation taking hold in her gut.

She was waist-deep now, with just her legs and rear still exposed to the outside air. She felt a finger gently probing the entrance to her womanhood. It didn't press inward, at least not yet; it just hovered, gently circling her wet hole. With each soft flick at her clit by another finger, an electric current shuddered its way down Sophie's body.

The former knight breathed inhaled a sharp breath, "Oh gods... that's cheating," she whispered as her brief apprehension was forgotten.

Without realizing it, Sophie began to buck her hips against Vespera's hand, begging her to go deeper. Without warning, a finger plunged in, forcing an exquisite moan from both of their mouths. Another finger joined the first, and the other hand got back to work on her clit. Faster and faster, it would have been painful if Sophie wasn't soaking wet. Everything became sensation. Even breathing itself was secondary to the pleasure. Sophie's mind focused so intently on the bliss that she failed to notice the fleshly passage below her, preparing for another gulp.

"Oh fuck yes!!" Sophia cried into Vespera's throat.

A bolt of ecstasy went up her spine from Vespera's finger, and she arched her back, writhing, the feeling of the lamia's walls squeezing against her body. She came hard, screaming wordless pleas for more as the fingers were jerked out, her legs quivering as she was finally swallowed.

After her convulsions subsided, she went limp, allowing the powerful throat muscles surrounding her to pull her deeper. Inch after agonizingly blissful inch, she was engulfed by Vespera's depths. All around her now was the pulse of Vespera's heartbeat, the steady in and out of the lungs just behind the flesh she was enveloped by, and the sound of blood rushing through it.

She began to **** and cough as the saliva around her made it into her own throat. She considered maintaining her wordless moaning to keep from worrying Dawn, but she couldn't help herself. It was part of the experience!

"I can't... can't breathe!" Sophie wheezed, "Please! Please let me out!!"

Her surroundings rippled and gurgled as Vespera's voice through her body, "Oh? You aren't regretting volunteering, are you?"

"It's so hot in here! Please, just let me out!" Sophie began to try and free her arms, playfully writhing against the throat she was already hopelessly trapped in, "I don't want to die!"

"It's a bit late to back out now, my little mouse," a laugh reverberated throughout her body. "But don't worry, you won't be digested just yet. I like to savor my prey."

Just as Sophie was mustering the strength to 'struggle' once more, the flesh around her surged; the muscles squeezing the former knight's head. Sshe quickly lost what little ability she had to breathe. Just like that, her roleplay-induced pseudo-fear became real.

"Wai- ple-" she couldn't even form complete thoughts, let alone words. She tried, for real this time, to use her lean arms to pry open a gap for air, but the pressure around her was indomitable. She tried to gasp against all hope, but her vision was already darkening at the edge, she was dizzy. The feeling wasn't just lifelike, it was visceral, and now it was only the real survival instincts in her brain keeping her conscious, but even they failed, and blackness took her.