title: Free Ride aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Ropistike] id: [20096821] date: 星期六, 十月 29日 2022, 9:37:46 晚上 modified: 星期六, 十月 29日 2022, 9:46:26 晚上

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Free Ride

Author: Ropistike Source: Free Ride (SV and AV)

Elly stumbled out of the front door of the bar. The freezing air bit into her bare skin and causes her to immediately shiver. She pulls her phone out, her breath misting out in front of her, and bides some time waiting for Kara to hurry up and meet her outside.

The door chimes behind her, and Elly turns around, the short raccoon girl pulled a heavy coat over her shoulders and adjusted the glasses that covered her bright blue eyes. Spotting Elly, she shuffled over to her. “How are you not freezing to death out here?” She asked, burying her nose in a scarf, “I can't believe you're not wearing a coat... let alone any fur...”

“If it makes you feel any better, I'm starting to regret it.” She admitted, rubbing her hands over her bare arms as she began pacing back and forth. “Can you get a ride set up? I wanna get back to the hotel a-s-a-p.”

“Okay.” She said simply, taking her own phone out and navigating the taxi service app with a stylus. “Five minutes away. Our driver's name is Heather.” Elly sighed, jogging in place as a few scattered cars drove by them. She looked up into the sky, marveling at how clear an numerous the stars were. The two of them had only been in this new country for a couple of days so far, but the complete lack of cities and noise and glaring lights had still not lost the foreign charm to them.

“Pretty.” Kara said, stepping up beside her. “The sky, or me?” Elly asked, to which Kara's only response was a sigh. She picked up her pacing again as they waited for their car, with Kara ticking off the minutes until it arrived. Elly spotted the car approaching about a minute before it reached the bar, the headlights appeared on the the increasingly barren road from almost a mile away before the vehicle slowed down and stopped.

Elly jogged up to the back seat and leaned down to peer into the window, spotting the driver leaning into the back seat to open the door. “Heather, I take it?” She asked, receiving a nod from the driver as a response. The climbed quickly in to the back seat, Elly choosing to sit in the middle so that Kara had to site right beside her. The raccoon also jumped into the car, her nose still buried in the scarf wrapped tightly around her neck. “Thanks for the ride.”

“No sweat.” Heather replied, her voice light and cheerful. The light in the car was still on, showing their driver to be a young looking dog with bright yellow fur, her ears hanging down to the sides of her head and wearing a light coat. She seemed to be of age with Kara, mid twenties maybe, just a couple years younger than Elly was. Kara shut the door after climbing in, adjusting her tail so that it lay across her lap, the heat from the door instantly seeping into Elly's skin. She sighed audibly and leaned back, slouching in her seat.

“Cold out there huh?” Heather said, starting to drive back down the road. Elly nodded in agreement, “you want me to use the GPS, or give me directions?” the driver asked. “GPS” Elly answered, “We're not from around here, couldn't give you directions to our hotel even if I wanted to.”

“Gotcha.” Heather replied, punching some information into her phone and setting off. Elly glanced over as Kara yawned, her ears flickering behind her as they always did. Elly grinned, leaning her head back and enjoying the ride as the car glided down the dark and nearly empty roadways. She knew the hotel was at least half an hour's ride, so she got herself comfortable, feeling Kara lay her furry head on her shoulder, and snoring a few seconds later.

“You two tourists or something?” Heather asked, watching Elly through the rear-view mirror.

“Pretty much yeah.” She answered, keeping her voice down so as not to disturb Kara too much, “we've been traveling around without much of a plan, just to see where we end up. It's the only way to stumble across little places like this.”

“I'll say.” She said, “My ride requests are usually just the same two drunks every week, it was weird pulling up and seeing two new faces, and one of them a human.”

Elly grinned at that. “Not many humans around here?”

Heather giggled, “None whatsoever.” Elly let the conversation die after that, contenting herself to just watch the scenery pass outside their window. She yawned, getting exhausted and eager for their hotel bed. She kept watching outside her window willing herself to stay awake and avoid forcing their driver into any awkward situations. She was waiting to see anything familiar to signify an approach to the hotel, but it had been a fair amount of time and there was still nothing familiar.

“Are we much farther out?” Elly asked, Kara shifting in her sleep beside her.

“...Ten minutes.” Heather said, the little route on her GPS looking like it was going onto some winding road that Elly had not recognized from previous rides over the past few days. Something felt a little off about the path they were currently on, and she noticed that they were driving over a dirt road. The vehicle had slowed down, navigating the winding turns over the more difficult terrain.

“What the...” Elly whispered, wondering what kind of route the driver could possibly be taking. Kara was shifting as the vehicle bobbed up and down on the rocks and ditches as it trudged along. The headlight suddenly illuminated a structure ahead of them, a nice looking suburban house, sitting out in the middle of the woods. Heather reached up for a small button on her dashboard, and the garage door ahead of them started opening.

Now a little uneasy, Elly pinched Kara's arm, rousing the confused looking raccoon up, blinking and yawning as she adjusted to being awake. “Uh... where are we? Did I give you the wrong address? This isn't our hotel...” Elly said, feeling unsure.

Heather did not reply, instead opting to shut the garage door behind them. Kara was starting to look concerned, “What's going on?” She asked. Elly took a deep breath. “Heather?” She asked, “Where are we?”

“Get out of the car.” The driver said, stepping outside of the vehicle and approaching the back seat door. “No, we paid for you to take us to the hotel, not your house!” Elly nearly shouted, “Tell us what this is abou...” She began, cutting off a she spotted what was in the dog's hand.

Heather grinned, getting down on her haunches to she could see into the the back seat, and leveled a gun in their direction. “Fuck... oh fuck...” Elly said. Kara turned her head at that, and began screaming a moment later. “Shh, Kara! Kara...” Elly said, trying to calm her friend down.

“That's okay.” Heather said, her voice soft and gentle, juxtaposed with the cruel expression in her eyes. “You two can scream as much as you like. No one else lives anywhere near here. Now... get out of the car.”

Elly, her heart racing, complied. Kara whimpered behind here, her claws clinging to Elly's wrist. “It's okay...” She said, trying to reassure the raccoon, but she knew she must not have sounded very convincing. The dog continued to point the gun at them, gesturing over to a door at the far side of the garage. Elly's mind was going a mile a minute, trying to think of anything she could do that would not compromise her, or more importantly Kara's, safety. But there was nothing...

She reached the door and pushed it open, frightened of what she might see, but found herself just standing in a rather pleasant single home. “Move.” The dog said, and the three of them walked inside, Heather shutting the door behind them and locking it. She pointed with her free hand, and Elly followed her gaze to a small soft at the edge of the room. She walked over to it, practically dragging the trembling raccoon with her, and sat down on the sofa, leaning forward and keeping her eyes wide open and alert for any opportunity to get out of this.

“Took a little detour.” Heather said as she approached their location. She stopped at a cabinet on the way, producing a bottle of liquor, three shot glasses and a small sealed container. The dog sat down on a chair that faced them, placing the items on a table one by one before pouring three small shots of the liquid. Elly sniffed, gauging the bottle was full of tequila. “It's not often that an opportunity like this presents itself.” She continued, opening the small container and plopping a tiny blue pill into two of the glasses. “Most of the people around here have family or jobs that would miss them. You two...”

She stopped speaking, sliding the two shot glasses that had been drugged over to their side of the table, while keeping the third for herself, and downing it a breath later. She smacked her lips pleasantly, before putting the glass back down, and gesturing that they do the same.

“Why would we drink this...” Elly asked, “You drugged it right in front of us..”

“Well you don't know what that does.” Heather said, as though their choice was obvious, “I promise you the pills won't kill you. This, on the other hand...” she added, stroking the firearm that was still clutched in her paw. “I'll make this easy. Drink, or I'll shoot.”

Kara leaped at that. Elly watched in horror as her friend grabbed the drink, her hand trembling and downed it in a single gulp, whimpering and dropping the glass a moment later. “Kara! No... Why did you...”

“Sh... She would have... She was going to...” Kara stuttered, her eyes wide with terror. Heather, leaned back in her chair, her eyes bright with glee. Elly stood up, watching as the gun remained pointed at her. “This is crazy... please let us go... what... what's in that pill. What did you make her drink!?” She nearly shouted. Heather just laughed and continued to gesture at the remaining glass.

Elly groaned inwardly. What could she do? If she tried to fight or flee she might get shot, and she did not want to waste any time getting Kara to a hospital to fix... whatever was just put in her system. Heather sighed, “Fine, I can make you drink it.” She said, leveling the gun in Kara's direction. The raccoon wailed and buried her head in her paws, shouting and sobbing simultaneously. Fear immediately warped Elly's survival instincts. “No!” She shouted, reaching for the glass, “Okay... o-okay...” She said, realizing with creeping dread that she was about to drink the mysterious substance.

“You have five seconds.” The dog said, causing Elly to take a deep breath, and down the shot in one gulp. The liquid burned as it went down, though she was not sure whether that was the drug or the tequila, and she coughed as she put the glass back down. Heather, for her part, laughed with pleasure and bounced up onto her feet. “Wonderful!” She exclaimed, “the raccoon's already shrinking!”

Shrinking? Thought Elly. She turned her head to her friend and stood up in shock. Kara's clothing had become several sizes too big for her. Her body was getting smaller before her very eyes. “Kara!” She shouted, shaking her friend, but she appeared to have passed out.

She looked back at the dog, “What is this... What are you doing?”

Heather simply grinned, pointing the gun up towards the ceiling. “Something I'll never get bored of.” She said, and fire the gun. Elly jumped, though the blast was far quieter than she had expected it to be, and looked up to see a tiny plastic dart with a plunger affixed to the ceiling. The toy bullet fell a moment later, clattering harmlessly to the floor as Elly stared dumbfounded. She stood up then, fully intending to assault the dog, but an intense feeling of vertigo overpowered her, causing her to reel and tumble to the floor.

She turned on her side, watching as the dog walked over to them. She reached down into a pile of clothing, Kara's clothing, she realized, and pull out a tiny nude raccoon girl, no bigger than a doll, that easily fit into the palm of Heather's paw. Kara... Elly thought, barely realizing that her clothes were getting too big for her a moment before her vision was clouded in white.

When Kara woke up her head was throbbing. She tried to turn over, imagining herself to be curled up in the hotel bed with Elly sleeping the bed beside her. She didn't remember getting so drunk at the bar they had visited for dinner the night before, but what other explanation could there be for her throbbing headache and bewildering nightmare of a kidnapper poisoning her and growing into a giant...

She tried to turn over again, wondering why it was not working. She blinked, her glasses were not on, so everything was a little blurry, and realized that what was covering her body was not a blanket, as it was far too heavy for that. She gasped, her heart starting to pound. The sight above her was a clear indication that she had not dreamed the impossible scene that was replaying in her head. The dog towering far above her seemed to prove quite the opposite.

She screamed, looking around, and the screamed louder. She was being pinned down by the dog's paw, pressed firmly against the surface of a huge cutting board. The scene around her looked to be a kitchen, with fruits and vegetable scattered around the counter, and a huge bowl propped up right beside Heather's enormous form, a knife in her free paw.

Kara wept, bracing her self for the cut of the enormous blade, but it did not come. She heard a soft a squelching thud beside her, and peeked an eye open to see what was happening. She had to squint to see it, but it seemed like the gigantic dog was cutting down into an avocado. Briefly silenced by the confusing sight, Kara quieted down, trying to keep herself calm and gauge her surroundings, just like Elly would do.

She immediately scanned the area for Elly, trying to shout out her name but only being able to choke out a few sobs of fear. Her human friend was nowhere in sight. She writhed down beneath the dog's paw, drawing the giant's attention. The dog did not speak to her, but instead lifted her naked body up, two finger swept beneath her arms and gave her a view of what lay inside the bowl. Kara looked down at what seemed to be just an innocent serving of guacamole, though it was difficult to tell without her glasses, and continued to feel an uneasy mixture of confusion and terror.

The dog plopped her down, shouting, into her shirt pocket. Kara briefly sank down out of view of the surroundings, but was able to heave herself up to the edge of the pocket, intending to climb out and run away. She froze, the short drop to the counter seemed like several stories to her diminutive form, and she could not bring herself to leap over the fabric out of fear of injury. Instead, she was forced to watch as the dog continued to quietly prepare the food down below her, slicing and mashing avocados before mixing in tomatoes, peppers, and spices.

Heather exhaled deeply through he nose upon finishing, the gust of her breath washing down over Kara's fur. Trapped in the giant's pocket, she could do nothing to prevent the huge paw from cramming down in the fabric container with her, and scooping her body out. She flailed against the dog's paw, but trying to pry open the enormous fingers felt like she might as well be trying to push over a firetruck. The paw effortlessly guided her right over the center of the bowl of guacamole, and let go.

She yelped as she fell, splatting down into the bowl of mashed avocados and struggling not to sink into the mixture. She slid deep into the guacamole until her feet hit the bottom of the bowl, leaving her standing naked, nearly engulfed up to her chest in the dip. The world lurched around her as the giant lifted the bowl, carrying it out of the kitchen and into the familiar looking room where she had held herself and Elly at gunpoint. Kara kept scanning her surroundings, trying in vain to spot her friend but completely unable to make anything out without her glasses. The dog plopped down onto the couch, the sudden lurch of the bowl causing Kara to scream before the fall abruptly stopped, nearly making her bare feet slip in the mashed avocado and sink in further.

The dog giggled as she stuck a yellow-furred finger into the guacamole, sticking it into her mouth and audibly sucking it up and swallowing, sticking her tongue out a moment later and landing her gigantic gaze on Kara.

Kara whimpered, feeling an immense dread seep into her at the realization of what the dog was implying. She looked around frantically, hearing the distant sound of screaming, and spotted what she thought was Elly. She lunged in her direction, wading slowly through the bowl of mush and squinting. There was certainly a pale human-looking thing bound to something propped up on the table. Kara squinted more, but remained unable to tell exactly what it was.

“Elly!” She shouted, screaming at the top of her lungs, “Elly! Help! Help me...” She said, trailing off as she realized how little her friend would be able to do against the dog now that she was fifteen times their size. She turned back to the huge dog, watching as she put Kara's glasses on over her nose. The dog leaned down, staring at her through her own spectacles, and laughed a cruelly cheerful laugh.

“You know...” She said, he voice booming down into the bowl of guacamole that held Kara, “I think these might actually help my eyesight?” She said, as though there was noting unusual about making small talk in this situation. Kara said nothing, opting to whimper helplessly as she waded her guacamole covered body towards the edge of the bowl. She had to try to escape, there must be something she could do. This whole situation was just too absurd to be the end...

A gigantic yellow wall crashed down into the guacamole beside her, causing her to yelp. She watched as it scooped up a hefty portion, soaring through the air, and was placed into the dog's wide open maw. A chip... Kara realized, watching as the dog chewed the snack and swallowed it. The gulp echoing down into her bowl, a visible lump gliding down the fur of her neck as it slid down her throat. Kara shook her head, refusing to visualize herself becoming nothing but a bulge in the dog's neck, and flailed herself towards the edge of the bowl. She just had to make it to Elly, Elly would know what to do...

She got agonizingly close to the edge, her palm slipping just up against the plastic wall before another corn chip thrust itself in her way. She shouted in frustration and fear, trying to hold her ground as the chip started digging in beneath her. She pushed herself to the side, stumbling and falling face first in the guacamole as the chip lifted into the air behind her. Relieved that she was spared from the crunch that was echoing up above her, she pushed herself up once again, her breath coming in gasps from the exertion that maneuvering in this bizarre terrain was causing her. Once more, she desperately waded towards Elly.

The cycle repeated three times in a row. Heather pushing her tiny helpless form back to the center of the bowl every time she approached the edge, and Kara was close to giving up. She wanted nothing more than to slump down and catch her breath, her fur damp with sweat and tears, but only had to imagine the consequences of such a decision for a couple of seconds before the adrenaline returned. The heaved herself shakily to her legs, feeling her knees tremble. Every muscle in her body ached, and she knew would not be able to keep this up much longer, somehow she had to outmaneuver the giant dog that held her completely at her mercy.

She started a trot, Heather having eaten a fair amount of the guacamole now, making the green mush only rising up to her knees in most places, and didn't even close half the distance before another chip crashed into her. No longer having the strength to fight against such a force, Kara immediately fell on her back, staring up as the chip rose into the dogs grinning mouth. She was slowing down, Kara thought to herself, no longer able to span the bowl between the giant's bites.

Kara tried to stand back up, but found her legs and arms unresponsive. Heather was staring down at her, seemingly making eye contact, not that Kara could tell without squinting, and she didn't even have the strength for that anymore. The dog licked her lips, the squelching of her wet tongue echoing down into the bowl as a drop of slobber splatted across her face. Kara sputtered, wiping her eyes and blinking up above her, getting uneasy that the giant had not prepared another chip.

“Giving up so fast?” The dog asked, her voice deafening. “Well that's disappointing, I was having fun!” She added. Kara shivered, filled with dread at how easily she could dismiss her position. A blur of motion made her pick her head up, squinting her eyes to catch a glimpse as the dog's paw came into view. She knew she should run, but there was just no energy left for her to do anything other than whimper as claws descended down around her.

She felt the dog's enormous hand dig beneath her through the guacamole, propping her up just enough for two thick finger to slip beneath her shoulders. Her heart somehow managed to thud even faster than it was already, it was going to happen... She felt here eyes water with tears again, unable to do anything about her situation. She looked up, wishing she wouldn't squint but doing so anyway as the morbid curiosity overtook her.

She let out a low whine, that being the loudest she was able to scream, as the dog's maw parted before her. The view of the light golden fur and Heather's intense eyes behind her her own spectacles shifting out of her view in favor of the pink fleshy darkness and rows of shiny white teeth. Kara sobbed, the slimy maw opening wider and wider, with the dog's enormous tongue stretching out beneath her and brushing against her dangling toes.

It all seemed to happen in an instant. The paw thrust forward, shoving Kara in towards the fleshy pink abyss before her. She wanted to scream, but nothing came out as her bare chest landed hard on the squirming tongue. She picked her head up, the tongue retracting in time for her to see her whole body pass beneath the sharp teeth up above her, giving her a brief moment of relief that they were not going to rip her to shreds before she fully understood what that meant. She heard herself utter a short sob as Heather exhaled, a gust of foul smelling breath rushing past her soaked and furry body, giving her one last moment of a somewhat cool breeze before the dog shut her mouth, encasing her in the humid fleshy darkness.

Kara whined, breathing rapidly and grasping at her own shoulders, too unnerved to touch any of the slimy writhing meat that surrounded her. The tongue spasmed beneath here, pressing her against the firm flesh of the roof of the mouth and twisting beneath her. She squeezed her eyes shut, just as she would if she were on a frightening amusement park ride, and willed for the ordeal to be over, though she knew it had not really even begun.

A thin beam of light glowed in front of her. Kara blinked, reaching for the exit as the dog parted her maw just slightly. The tongue pressed against her chest, cradling her forward just enough for her head to duck beneath the teeth. The rest of her body was pressed firmly between the tongue and the roof of the giant dog's mouth, Kara blinked taking in the sight before here. Elly. Elly was staring at here with her mouth hanging open. Her human friend was bound to something that Kara could not identify shouted her name as the giant's lips gently caressed her head. Kara whimpered, feeling the tongue retract and drag her back into the dog's maw.

She shouted for Elly, trying to pry her arms free from the hot and slimy muscle as the dog's soft lips slipped down against her forehead. She shouted as her view was darkened once more, realizing that the giant was simply tormenting them both. It was over in a second. With one quick “thhp”, she was sucked back into the slimy darkness, her body still uncomfortably crammed in by the dog's tongue. She felt the world shift around her, feeling gravity move from pressing her into the tongue, to pressing her towards the back of the throat. The dog had tilted her head back. Panicked, and knowing it was far too late, Kara sobbed, her eyes crammed shut, and flailing her body against the slimy innards with all her pathetic might until the descent finally began.

Heather swallowed. The muscles around her spasmed and lurched, sending her wailing down into the pitch dark depths below. She sobbed and clawed at anything she could reach, hoping it would do some damage to the giant, but there was apparently no luck, as in just a single moment she felt herself sliding rapidly down the tight slick tube of the dog's throat.

The muscles squeezed her down, forcing Kara's helpless body deeper into the endless folds of flesh. She wanted to scream, to whine, to do anything, but it was useless. She was completely helpless as the peristalsis dragged her deep into Heather's gut, the slimy walls squelching endlessly against her ears as they were pressed forcefully against the sides of her head. Her writhing and struggling accomplishing nothing, it was only the span of a couple of seconds before Kara felt the fleshy tube opening up beneath her, unceremoniously shoving her entire body into the dog's putrid stomach.

She plopped down into the cramped chamber, gasping for breath and immediately regretting it. She coughed, the barely breathable air swallowed with her reeked of acidity and half-digested food. Her legs immediately started to sink in the slop of guacamole mixed with saliva. She thrashed, trying to pull herself back up to the surface, but could not grasp onto any of the slippery walls of meat that encased her. She slid down against the sloped folds, her head just barely staying above the surface before the stomach floor caught her rear in a seated position, and her descent came to an end.

Kara, barely able to comprehend what had just happened to her, was sobbing in terror. She had just been swallowed whole, eaten alive, shoved down into a hungry stomach just to be digested along with the gross clumps of food she had to share her prison with. She wanted out, the smell, the noise, the texture of everything around her was just overwhelming. She had never felt so small, so absolutely helpless and horrified in her entire life, knowing that she had ended up being nothing but food.

The stomach walls churned around her, croaking a hungry echo around her cramped chamber, and sloshing the muck around her body. Her leg was caught in a fold of shifting flesh, and her body was helplessly tugged down beneath the surface of the dissolving guacamole. Kara thrashed, lurching her body upwards and trying to pry herself free, splashing uselessly in the sweltering heat of the dog's stomach.

Knowing there was little time left, Kara felt lost. Air escaped her lungs and bubbled up above her as more flesh folded in against her body, dragging her farther into the cramped hug of the tight stomach walls. Her extremities began to tingle in a slight burning sensation as she continued to struggle, now having a difficult time telling which direction was up and which was down. The heat pressed in on her as the flesh wrapped her up, endlessly cradling against her fur as she was rocked this way and that, sinking farther and farther into darkness.

Kara emitted one last gurgle, grasping at the slimy walls around her, before she drifted off in the darkness, her consciousness rocked away the gentle shifting of the belly that claimed her.

Elly watched in horror. The dog's enormous head was pressed right up beside her, showing off Kara's miserable and soaked face as she was helplessly pulled inside the dog's mouth, disappearing from Elly's view forever. Heather leaned in above her, giving her a clear glimpse of her lighter-colored neck just as a swallow send a squirming bulge down to vanish behind the top of her shirt.

Elly slumped in her bonds, staring at the dog's now flat neck, the final glimpse of her friend vanished and sent to struggle inside Heather stomach. Swallowed alive... Kara had just been swallowed alive. This could only be a nightmare, how could this even be possible...

Elly wracked her brain, trying to make sense of what was happening around her, and blinked up as Heather stepped away from her. She tried her bonds again, but nothing gave, she was trapped. She craned her neck up, knowing what she was bound to but unwilling to consider the horrific implications. She had been tied to a dildo. Elly grimaced as scenario after scenario passed uninvited through her thoughts. Her best friend had just been eaten, now it was most likely her turn, and she was filled with terror and dread.

The dog placed the now empty bowl of guacamole down on the table, standing up straight and licking her fingers one at a time. She kneeled down, bending her neck to become eye level with Elly. She looked away, unable to watch Heather's face without picturing a soaked and pathetic Kara being sucked into her mouth. The dog reached over to her, the enormous paw wrapping around Elly's body and the dildo, lifting her up into the air and setting off across the house.

Elly shut her eyes, her body swinging back and forth in long swaying arcs as the dog crossed room after room, taking her who knew where. The dog's palm felt warm against her naked skin, the fur brushing coarsely against Elly's face with each stride. The lights seemed to dim around them as Heather passed into the threshold of what looked like a bedroom, though it was difficult for Elly to tell.

The room was lit only by candlelight, the flickering flames dancing on top of red candles, casting an eerie glow to the room. She couldn't make out much, but soon found herself being placed down on a soft surface. A bed, she assumed, as Heather heaved herself up and landed on the surface beside her. The shift caused by the sudden weight of the giant dog caused the dildo to tip over, making Elly shriek as she slammed down against the covers and rolling up against the Heather's furry body.

It was then that she realized the dog had taken off her pants. Elly's heart pounded in her chest, the implications becoming less and less far-fetched by the second. She sobbed, staring up at the giant dog above her, but unable to discern much in the dim light of the room. The dog was shifting back and forth, tugging her pants off and tossing them off the bed and into the darkness beyond. She twisted in her seat, reaching for Elly's body as the gigantic tail brushed against her. The paw clutched against her body once again and she was heaved up into the air, positioned just before the dog's lustful stare.

Elly shrunk in her bonds, intimidated by the dog's glare as she was brought up close to her maw. “Ready?” The dog whispered, a soft gust of breath brushing against her face and carrying the scent of both guacamole and Kara. Elly sobbed in response, the dog's lips brushing against her entire head in a mock peck of a kiss. She grimaced, thrashing in her bonds as Heather dangled her tongue down beneath her and pressed it against Elly's feet.

She slowly slid her hot tongue against Elly's body. The slimy thing climbing her naked form and coating her in chilly slobber. It slipped up her ankles, knees, waist, chest, and finally her face, casing her to sputter as the dog leaned away, grasping for something behind her. She pulled a small tube into view, setting the dildo back down on the bed covers, placing Elly squarely between her two enormous feet paws as she leaned down to her.

Heather squeezed the tube into one of her palms, the scent of an aromatic oil reaching Elly's nostrils moments before she found herself covered in it. The paw gripped the tip of the dildo before working its way down, swathing Elly's body in the slick stuff. She shifted again, testing the cords that held her to the firm silicon of the dildo, but the oil did not air her attempts at escape in any way. Elly whimpered as the dog laid on another coat, the slippery oil seemed to be scented with something floral, as it quickly became the only thing her human nostrils could detect.

Soaked in oil, Elly looked up at the giant dog, intending to plead with her but catching herself, realizing that was probably exactly what the monster wanted. She sobbed into her own shoulder instead, trying not to look as the dog lifted her enormous body up above her, kneeling down on the bed and sliding the dildo over to be placed between Heather's thick furry legs. Elly looked up, wishing she hadn't but unable to do otherwise.

Heather's huge body was descending, lowering down just enough so that the tip of the dildo pressed up between her legs. Elly noticed, surprised, that the dildo seemed to be positioned just beneath the dog's tailhole, and when the firm member breached through the giant dog's sphincter, Elly realized that her fate would not be quite what she had been expecting.

Somehow worse than the alternative, Elly watched as the dog's tight anus parted for the oily slick surface of the dildo. The sphincter walls rapidly approaching her head as she screamed in terror and protest. She thrashed against the cords, wanting nothing more than to be able to thrust her arms up above her and stop the impending passage from engulfing her body, but it could not be done.

Elly cringed as the tight entrance to the dog's anus pressed against her head. She shouted and writhed, feeling her heat against her scalp as one of the huge paws tugged at the furry flesh above her, trying to part the entrance to the anus just enough to accept Elly's body within. She sobbed and struggled, unable to do anything to impede the inevitable as Heather created adequate room for her passage above. She wailed in horror as the tight head slipped against her head, and cut off her screams as she was given a mouthful of flesh.

Elly emitted muffled screams of terror and discussed, as she was forced to twist her head left and right before she could force the bulge of tight flesh out of her mouth enough to close it, the taste of the oil unpleasant against her tongue. Her head was cradled tightly, pressed hard against the firm yet lightly yielding surface of the dildo to which she was bound. The sphincter tightened in around her neck, pressing hard against her shoulders as Heather continued to lower her immense weight down around Elly's body.

She felt her shoulder pop through the dog's tailhole, leaving nothing left to impede the dog from inserting her entire body within her rear, which the dog did with agonizing sluggishness. She whimpered as the tight tube set in around her, the flesh of the dog's anus molding up against her own shape to fill every nook and cranny between the dog's flesh and her own. She writhed as much as she could with her restricted movements, but accomplished little other that gently shifting her skin against the slick meat that pressed in on her.

She felt the dog's sphincter slip down over her feet, the gentle chill against her toes now vanished in favor of the horribly intense heat within Heather's body, only to slip back out a moment later. Elly, confused, felt the passage of the flesh shift against her skin, now pulling her back out at a slightly increased rate. She felt her body increasingly exposed to the chill air outside the dog's body as she was eased out of her tailhole. The fur from the dog's cheeks and paws brushing against her skin as she was pulled farther and farther out.

She felt herself feel the faintest glimmer of hope when the sphincter popped back up around her mouth, giving her a brief moment to gasp for air before it crammed down against her again. Heather rapidly moved her body back down against Elly's stationary form, casing her to emit a muffled wail of despair as the flesh once more engulfed her. The tightness proceeded to completely claim her whole body once more, just slipping in over her toes before the whole process began again.

Elly sobbed, understanding what was going on as she picture Heather on the outside, easing herself up and down on the dildo to which Elly was tied, likely relishing in the pleasure from her squirming. She sobbed, willing the torturous ordeal to end. But the repetitive motions would not cease.

Elly quickly grew subdued, knowing that her efforts to impact her situation in any way were all futile, and simply hung limp in her bonds, willing the dog to grow bored of the activity and put this nightmare to an end one way or another. She grimaced as the flesh eased against her again, slipping up her body until, to her shock, she was tugged completely free of the constricting flesh.

She gasped, both for air and out of the shock of cool air against her slicked skin. She took deep breaths, filling her lungs to a comfortable level without the dog's tailhole interrupting her efforts, and allowed herself the briefest moment of hope.

Heather crushed these hopes in a single motion, as the dog splayed herself out on the gargantuan bed, lifting the dildo up into one way and latching the other against Elly's bonds. In one insultingly effortless motion, the cords around her body were severed, and the silicon member dropped down against the covers, rolling against the surface and plopping off the side of the bed. Filled with dread, Elly shifted her gaze to Heather's, and met the same hungry stare as before, dismayed to learn that she was not done with her.

With a swift flourish of her paw, Elly found herself one again held between the dog's massive legs, only this time her body was pointed in towards the giant's rectum feet-first. Heather pinched her ankles together to prevent any resistance, and immediately shoved her body in to her knees. The flesh squished in on her, the horrid sensation all too familiar to Elly at this point, only this time, there was no dildo to impede the flesh's grip on her back side.

Her body was slid into the tight passage without difficulty, the significant reduction of width due to the absence of the dildo making her passage within the dog's body all too much simpler. Her thighs brushed against the soft ring of meat that continued to claim her, clenching against her bare flesh to latch against her rear and pull her deeper inside.

Sobbing once more, realizing that there was likely not going to be and respite from the tight prison this time, Elly once again attempted to struggle. She clutched at anything and everything she could reach, but the oils that still coated her made her grips weak and friction-less, the fur and fabric within her grasp only slipping out with the following clench from the ravenous sphincter that relentlessly engulfed her.

Elly slumped, hanging down between the dog's cheeks as her paw propped her body up, giving her a gentle push as her legs wound their way through the tight anal passage. The gigantic paw gave a powerful shove, her body sliding in almost entirely, and Elly could not bring herself to do anything about it. She lay limp, observing her situation as though from outside her own body. The dog gripped against her diminutive form, squishing her against the tiny hole that continued to accept her, pressing hard and forcefully until her head met the familiar kiss of the sphincter against her cheeks.

Elly took as deep of a breath as she could manage with her chest squeezed by the giant's flesh, as her head was claimed into the dark tube a moment later. Her arms still felt the welcome sensation of cool air against wet skin, but she could not muster up the energy to fight any longer. Her body slipped farther and farther into the winding tube of blisteringly hot temperatures and slimy textures, her every nook and cranny caressed mercilessly by the beasts innards.

Her fingers felt their last glimpse of cool air before a final clench sealed the deal. She felt the dog's paw rub up against the now sealed entrance to the oppressive rectum, her body inched deeper and deeper by the moment, but it no longer of any consequence. Elly's world had been reduced to the deafening cramped darkness, the inner workings of the giant dog's body was a din against her encased ears. She lay still, the familiar lack of air taking over her once more, only this time there would be no trip back in the opposite direction. The feel of the chill against her skin was a thing of the past. She surrendered herself to the slimy heat as she endlessly drifted deeper into her predator's body, letting the darkness sink into her for good.

Heather let out a loud belch as she collapsed against her bed, gasping from her arduous activity with her little prisoners. She shut her eyes, feeling them move and squirm within her body, and writhed slowly among her sheets and she relished the sensation. Their activity had slowed down quite a bit, as they had been feisty little morsels when they first met her insides, but that never lasted quite as long as she liked.

Still feeling a little tipsy from the tequila, she stood back up, swaying in place as she crossed the room, blowing out the remaining candles and stepping back into the sitting room. She picked up her toy gun, grinning and shaking her head at how effective it always seemed to be, and bent down to pick up the clothing that had been discarded on the floor from her victim's shrinking process. She bundled them up into a ball and opened her guest closet. She looked into the little room at the huge pile of abandoned clothing and tossed the two additional bundles in to join them, tapping the glasses for a moment before deciding to keep them.

She grinned, they made an excellent memento for an enjoyable night.