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Peter felt like he was being handled like a doll. He was flipped in various directions and held in uncomfortable positions. His vision cleared up just enough to realize what was happening, but it was much too late to save himself. Right above his head was a row of razor sharp teeth. He couldn't tell what creature they belonged to, but he honestly didn't care, he just didn't want to be between those teeth.

Yet that was exactly where he was going. When it became apparent he was heading toward a gaping maw, he screamed. His voice wasn't audible for long, the jaws of the creature bit down and engulfed him.

The creature's jaws crushed his chest and its tongue slipped all over his torso and face. He was drenched in drool in seconds. The sharp teeth jabbed into his abdomen and arms. In less than a minute, Peter's head was inside the creature's throat. The powerful muscles grabbed, squeezed, and pulled on his head and face. It was becoming difficult to breathe in the chaos. He began kicking furiously in what would be a feeble attempt at deterring the creature. If anything, his squirming was getting him swallowed faster. The creatures tongue wrapped between his legs, pushing him deeper into the violent throat.

What Peter nor the beast eating him knew was another creature was nearby...

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Peter felt like he was being handled like a doll. He was flipped in various directions and held in uncomfortable positions. His vision cleared up just enough to realize what was happening, but it was much too late to save himself. Right above his head was a row of razor sharp teeth. He couldn't tell what creature they belonged to, but he honestly didn't care, he just didn't want to be between those teeth.

Yet that was exactly where he was going. When it became apparent he was heading toward a gaping maw, he screamed. His voice wasn't audible for long, the jaws of the creature bit down and engulfed him.

The creature's jaws crushed his chest and its tongue slipped all over his torso and face. He was drenched in drool in seconds. The sharp teeth jabbed into his abdomen and arms. In less than a minute, Peter's head was inside the creature's throat. The powerful muscles grabbed, squeezed, and pulled on his head and face. It was becoming difficult to breathe in the chaos. He began kicking furiously in what would be a feeble attempt at deterring the creature. If anything, his squirming was getting him swallowed faster. The creatures tongue wrapped between his legs, pushing him deeper into the violent throat.

What Peter nor the beast eating him knew was another creature was nearby...

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