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The sensation was something out of a nightmare. Just a few seconds ago you heard a deafening roar from above. Not knowing what to do, you start to run. The subway entrance, safety, was just a few steps before you. People all around pushed and shoved to get away from the unseen monster. In the chaos you were pushed to the ground, your head slammed into the pavement with enough force to make you dizzy. Unable to get up, you watched as the protective shield of people dispersed into the alleys and under cars. You were alone: a single target in an open space.

Wind rushed around you, your hair danced wildly as air beat your back. There was a thud on the ground behind you. An unhuman growl pierced the air. A scraping sound accompanied large footsteps, all of it getting closer. You managed to raise your chest off the ground, just in time to see your shadow disappear under a much larger black mass. You roll over onto your back to face the mysterious beast, but you regretted it the second you looked into its emerald eyes. Its slim body and wings blocked out the sun, the large chest breathed heavily, a tail swung slowly from one side to the other. A deafening roar erupted from the creature's black maw. You held your ears, yet the noise of the yell and several humanly screams reached you. You attempt to move now: scampering back with your arms and feet, dragging your lower back on the ground. The creature responds to your efforts with a snap of its head. A sharp pain fires from your legs and ankles as fangs dig into the skin. Your head falls back, looking up at the blue and white sky. You quickly lose feeling in your feet and shins, but all the numbing power in the world couldn't prevented you from feeling the pressure.

The creature gave a quick snap, pulling you closer to it. Your knees, and soon your lower thighs, tickled and stung at the same time. Every fiber told you not to look, but you did. Proping your head off the ground, you find your legs have vanished inside the monster's mouth. Terror filled your thoughts, and adrenalin enabled you to feel your legs. It was not a desired effect: your calf muscles and feet were pressed by waves of what felt like wet blankets. Each push left your pants soaked and sticky with mucus. One of your shoes had come off, probably deep inside the creature by now, your sock was drenched in liquid. It was as if you stepped into a full bathtub, wearing one shoe, and started sinking. The fangs crawled up your legs, reaching your waist at a reasonable pace. Your lower body is suddenly lifted from the ground as the jaw slips under and cradles your lower back. You wanted to scream, but the feelings that dominated your lower body overloaded your brain; you were only focused at what was happening, and nothing was going to pull you out.

The sharp front teeth now met the hard bones of your ribs. The creature lifted you off the ground, leaving you dangling upside down. Drool rained from the maw, dripping on anything below. You could see people, but their expressions gave you a dreadful sense of hopelessness. Most ran at the sight of your upside down position, fearing the creature may lunge or even snap you in half. Of the few brave enough to stay, their eyes remained open, unable to blink. They stared at you like a dead deer in a Taxidermist's living room. 'Maybe if I fight, they can help,' you thought. With no other options, you start to push on the monster's snout with all your might. Your plan was quickly foiled: a long and shiney tongue came out from under your back and wrapped itself around your wrist like a rope around a dock pole. With unimaginable force, the tongue pulled your right hand between the rows of teeth, the jaws clamped down to secure it. The action was repeated on the left side. With your arms trapped in the moist maw, the creature began to gnaw on you. The mouth slowly opened and closed, applying pressure over your chest and back. You worried it was trying to bite through you, but in your situation, there wasnt any way to stop it from doing so.

The tongue exited the mouth again, this time crawling under your shirt and up your back. The sandpaper like tongue drenched your back as it neared your head. It wrapped around your neck as if it were a noose made of slime. The snake-like tongue pulled you deeper into the mouth. The sharp fangs were now touching your neck. It didnt bite down hard, but a slight pressure caused the yellow teeth to tickle the skin beneath your chin. The tonge released your neck, but it wasnt done: the slimy snake reached up the back of your neck and wrapped around the top of your head. The thing was so long it covered your nose with its warm presence. With a firm tug, your head went between the jaws of a wide open maw. The light faded as the teeth closed, only specks of light shown through the gaps. Now that you could hardly see, your sense of touch skyrocketed. Everywhere beneath your neck was feeling waves of flesh put a gripping pressure on your body. The waves pushed you down. You knew where you were going, but you wouldnt accept it; the conflicting thoughts mixed in your overworked brain to form the thought, "Where am I going?" As the brain computed the paradox, a tight spot of flesh surrounded your neck. You had reached the beginning of the end: the back of the throat. Once past here, there was no telling what would happen. You knew the result would be bad; but with an already jumbled mind, none of the thoughts made sense. The pressure on the lower body gave a huge jolt; flesh push on every inch of your body, causing you to drop deeper. When the pressure subsided, you found the tight throat squeezing your chin, holding your mouth open. Another full jolt, another huge grasp of flesh pulling down on your entire body. The throat muscle now covered your eyes like a tight bandana. Another gulp, and the throat muscle slipped over your head. You were now at the point of no return.

Your ears kicked to life now. The most dominating sound was the fleshy walls squishing against your skin. Similar to the sound an apple makes when you bite into it. Among the squishing was an occasional gulp like sound: similar to the squishing sound, only this time the entire throat made the noise at the same time. The full body pressure accompanied it as well. By now your lower body was numbed by the constant heavy pressure of the muscular walls, but your face didnt like it. You choked each time a gulp swept by. The gulping continued in a regular pattern as you slowly traveled down the throat. There was no way to tell how far you went, but you could tell you were moving: a distant beating was getting closer. The sound was unmistakable with its rhythmic pulsing. As you got closer to the sound with each gulp, you could feel the veins throbbing beneath the slimy and fleshy surface. A final gulp sent you sliding down the throat with amazing speed. You were stopped suddenly with a loud splash.

The stench was overwhelming. The smell burned you nose so bad, however, that soon you could no longer smell anything at all. Around you was a thick, creamy liquid. Your curiosity drove you to pull out your cell phone. The bright screen illuminated the cavity: all around were red walls lined with purple veins, moving and pulsing in and out, alive and well. You sat in thick bile with a brown and black appearance; it reminded you of an oil spill on the ocean. The throbbing of the beast's heart echoed through the space, singing in harmony with the popping bubbles of bile and squishy stretching of the fleshy walls. A roar burst through the song as the creature let out a satisfied call. You jumped, dropping the phone into the bile. You dig your hands through the sand-like liquid searching for the phone. You pull it out, but it has already died from the exposure. You push on the walls that surround you, trying to find a way out, but after only seconds you realize you cant get out. The acid stung your legs and the gases burned your lungs. You get a headache from the extreme overload of emotion. You want to leave this place, you want to be free. You never knew the definition of freedom until it is taken away. You travel to the one sanctuary you have left: the happy place in your head, but when you get there you find the place on fire and burning down. The throbbing, burning, and squishing of your surroundings has destroyed you. With nothing else your brain can do, it shuts off, and you fall asleep.

That only took an hour and a half to write.........

I didnt want to write all of it, but to get one sentence I need to connect it with two; and then connect that to a paragraph; and that paragraph can be explained with two more....

A nice and vorish story. I wish more stories were like this, a lot of vore stories involve sex

Description
The sensation was something out of a nightmare. Just a few seconds ago you heard a deafening roar from above. Not knowing what to do, you start to run. The subway entrance, safety, was just a few steps before you. People all around pushed and shoved to get away from the unseen monster. In the chaos you were pushed to the ground, your head slammed into the pavement with enough force to make you dizzy. Unable to get up, you watched as the protective shield of people dispersed into the alleys and under cars. You were alone: a single target in an open space.

Wind rushed around you, your hair danced wildly as air beat your back. There was a thud on the ground behind you. An unhuman growl pierced the air. A scraping sound accompanied large footsteps, all of it getting closer. You managed to raise your chest off the ground, just in time to see your shadow disappear under a much larger black mass. You roll over onto your back to face the mysterious beast, but you regretted it the second you looked into its emerald eyes. Its slim body and wings blocked out the sun, the large chest breathed heavily, a tail swung slowly from one side to the other. A deafening roar erupted from the creature's black maw. You held your ears, yet the noise of the yell and several humanly screams reached you. You attempt to move now: scampering back with your arms and feet, dragging your lower back on the ground. The creature responds to your efforts with a snap of its head. A sharp pain fires from your legs and ankles as fangs dig into the skin. Your head falls back, looking up at the blue and white sky. You quickly lose feeling in your feet and shins, but all the numbing power in the world couldn't prevented you from feeling the pressure.

The creature gave a quick snap, pulling you closer to it. Your knees, and soon your lower thighs, tickled and stung at the same time. Every fiber told you not to look, but you did. Proping your head off the ground, you find your legs have vanished inside the monster's mouth. Terror filled your thoughts, and adrenalin enabled you to feel your legs. It was not a desired effect: your calf muscles and feet were pressed by waves of what felt like wet blankets. Each push left your pants soaked and sticky with mucus. One of your shoes had come off, probably deep inside the creature by now, your sock was drenched in liquid. It was as if you stepped into a full bathtub, wearing one shoe, and started sinking. The fangs crawled up your legs, reaching your waist at a reasonable pace. Your lower body is suddenly lifted from the ground as the jaw slips under and cradles your lower back. You wanted to scream, but the feelings that dominated your lower body overloaded your brain; you were only focused at what was happening, and nothing was going to pull you out.

The sharp front teeth now met the hard bones of your ribs. The creature lifted you off the ground, leaving you dangling upside down. Drool rained from the maw, dripping on anything below. You could see people, but their expressions gave you a dreadful sense of hopelessness. Most ran at the sight of your upside down position, fearing the creature may lunge or even snap you in half. Of the few brave enough to stay, their eyes remained open, unable to blink. They stared at you like a dead deer in a Taxidermist's living room. 'Maybe if I fight, they can help,' you thought. With no other options, you start to push on the monster's snout with all your might. Your plan was quickly foiled: a long and shiney tongue came out from under your back and wrapped itself around your wrist like a rope around a dock pole. With unimaginable force, the tongue pulled your right hand between the rows of teeth, the jaws clamped down to secure it. The action was repeated on the left side. With your arms trapped in the moist maw, the creature began to gnaw on you. The mouth slowly opened and closed, applying pressure over your chest and back. You worried it was trying to bite through you, but in your situation, there wasnt any way to stop it from doing so.

The tongue exited the mouth again, this time crawling under your shirt and up your back. The sandpaper like tongue drenched your back as it neared your head. It wrapped around your neck as if it were a noose made of slime. The snake-like tongue pulled you deeper into the mouth. The sharp fangs were now touching your neck. It didnt bite down hard, but a slight pressure caused the yellow teeth to tickle the skin beneath your chin. The tonge released your neck, but it wasnt done: the slimy snake reached up the back of your neck and wrapped around the top of your head. The thing was so long it covered your nose with its warm presence. With a firm tug, your head went between the jaws of a wide open maw. The light faded as the teeth closed, only specks of light shown through the gaps. Now that you could hardly see, your sense of touch skyrocketed. Everywhere beneath your neck was feeling waves of flesh put a gripping pressure on your body. The waves pushed you down. You knew where you were going, but you wouldnt accept it; the conflicting thoughts mixed in your overworked brain to form the thought, "Where am I going?" As the brain computed the paradox, a tight spot of flesh surrounded your neck. You had reached the beginning of the end: the back of the throat. Once past here, there was no telling what would happen. You knew the result would be bad; but with an already jumbled mind, none of the thoughts made sense. The pressure on the lower body gave a huge jolt; flesh push on every inch of your body, causing you to drop deeper. When the pressure subsided, you found the tight throat squeezing your chin, holding your mouth open. Another full jolt, another huge grasp of flesh pulling down on your entire body. The throat muscle now covered your eyes like a tight bandana. Another gulp, and the throat muscle slipped over your head. You were now at the point of no return.

Your ears kicked to life now. The most dominating sound was the fleshy walls squishing against your skin. Similar to the sound an apple makes when you bite into it. Among the squishing was an occasional gulp like sound: similar to the squishing sound, only this time the entire throat made the noise at the same time. The full body pressure accompanied it as well. By now your lower body was numbed by the constant heavy pressure of the muscular walls, but your face didnt like it. You choked each time a gulp swept by. The gulping continued in a regular pattern as you slowly traveled down the throat. There was no way to tell how far you went, but you could tell you were moving: a distant beating was getting closer. The sound was unmistakable with its rhythmic pulsing. As you got closer to the sound with each gulp, you could feel the veins throbbing beneath the slimy and fleshy surface. A final gulp sent you sliding down the throat with amazing speed. You were stopped suddenly with a loud splash.

The stench was overwhelming. The smell burned you nose so bad, however, that soon you could no longer smell anything at all. Around you was a thick, creamy liquid. Your curiosity drove you to pull out your cell phone. The bright screen illuminated the cavity: all around were red walls lined with purple veins, moving and pulsing in and out, alive and well. You sat in thick bile with a brown and black appearance; it reminded you of an oil spill on the ocean. The throbbing of the beast's heart echoed through the space, singing in harmony with the popping bubbles of bile and squishy stretching of the fleshy walls. A roar burst through the song as the creature let out a satisfied call. You jumped, dropping the phone into the bile. You dig your hands through the sand-like liquid searching for the phone. You pull it out, but it has already died from the exposure. You push on the walls that surround you, trying to find a way out, but after only seconds you realize you cant get out. The acid stung your legs and the gases burned your lungs. You get a headache from the extreme overload of emotion. You want to leave this place, you want to be free. You never knew the definition of freedom until it is taken away. You travel to the one sanctuary you have left: the happy place in your head, but when you get there you find the place on fire and burning down. The throbbing, burning, and squishing of your surroundings has destroyed you. With nothing else your brain can do, it shuts off, and you fall asleep.

That only took an hour and a half to write.........

I didnt want to write all of it, but to get one sentence I need to connect it with two; and then connect that to a paragraph; and that paragraph can be explained with two more....

A nice and vorish story. I wish more stories were like this, a lot of vore stories involve sex