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"Ahh, that's MUCH better," the 24-year-old Hooters girl said as she carelessly discarded her work uniform on her dingy appartment's cool floor. "God, I never thought I was going to get out of there today," Laura Walker said. She spread her toes out and rested them on the wooden floor, the cold feeling brought much needed relief to her aching feet. Eyeing her bright orange and white uniform on the ground, Laura sighed loudly and decided to look around her apartment instead. Grimly noting that it too, was much too small. "It's only temporary, girl. Only temporary," she reminded herself as she approached her one and only window.
As dissapointed in her post-university years as she was, Laura still counted herself amongst the lucky ones. Not many of her friends and classmates could afford their own apartment, let alone have a steady job. "And the view isn't bad," Laura muttered to herself as she looked at the massive tropical habitat far off in the distance. One of several 'Vore House' facilities and its surrounding preserve. Another reason her rent was cheaper than most. Laura herself had only watched about half of one season, and she'd of course paid attention to the ocassional news report about a non-contestant's devouring every once in a blue moon.
"Wonder what's going on there tonight", Laura mused as she closed her blinds. Even though she lived on the very top floor, stories away from prying eyes, the chesty waitress still didn't like the idea of some pervert with a drone or binoculars getting a show. Especially since she wouldn't see a nickel from it. "I've already got too much attention at work" she exclaimed aloud as she plugged in her phone in order to charge it. Laura's pale skin glistened in the dim lighting of her apartment as she stretched, her sore leg muscles protested as she warmed them up again, though this time without any uncomfortably tight fabric digging into her soft warm skin.
"Mmmm", Laura moaned in relaxed pleasure as her naked body basked in the freedom of unrestrained movement. Her bare ass jiggled as she danced to the beat of the latest summer anthem that was criminally overplayed at work. Her plentiful breasts bounced as she turned on the shower and set the temperature to nearly scalding hot. Laura smiled brightly as she couldn't wait to soak her young body in the rejuvinating waters. The curvy college graduate hadn't been in the shower for even 3 minutes when she heard a loud, crashing sound draw her from warm comfortable bliss back into the cold hard reality of life.
"Shit! What the fuck!" Laura screamed and then whispered to herself as she felt a quick, shooting warmth spread throughout her insides. The sound had ended almost as quickly as it started, a loud crash and a resounding thud, she thought she almost felt the apartment shudder. "Was that thunder? No, it's been dry as a bone today," Laura's mind raced as she held onto hope that the terrifying sound had a natural and benign explanation. She tried to pretend like there was nothing to be scared of as she quickly shut off the water and she carefully and slowly lunged for her towel. "Just stay quiet, listen," she told herself as her heart beat fast against her chest, her fight or flight response kicking into high gear.
She tried to shake the thoughts of rapists armed to the teeth waiting for her outside the bathroom door, of kidnappers or twisted serial killers kicking her door in. "Oh god, I KNEW I should've gotten a restraining order against that guy!", Laura berated herself in her mind as she stared unblinkingly at her door handle. Minutes passed, goosebumps covered every inch of Laura's soft young body as she stood there and listened. "Come on girl, you're being silly. Your lamp probably just fell again", the pale beauty tried her hardest to relax and the suspense was admittedly driving her a bit crazy.
Slowly and quietly, Laura dried off her hands and draped her towel around her soaked shoulders, doing her best to get her wet hair out of her fair-skinned face. With a quick and decisive motion, she swung open the bathroom door and stepped into the hallway with her tiny fists raised in a shaky amateur fighting stance. Teeth chattering from both the fear and the cold coarsing through her body, Laura carefully explored her once familiar diminutive apartment. Now, every corner had a potentially horrible fate hiding behind it, but as the 24-year-old waitress found out, her mind's imaination was much more dramatic than the sight that lay before her.
Laura's one bedroom window was shattered, a large, jagged hole now letting in the humid breeze. "Phew, thank GOD!", Laura's chest heaved as she exhaled a most welcome sigh of relief. Unless some robber put suction cups on his hands and knees and climbed the building, there's no way a person could've gotten inside through her window. She knew there was sharp glass near her bed, she knew the window would cost way too much to repair and set her savings back weeks, she knew she would have to figure out a temporary solution to the gaping hole in her room, but she didn't really care right now. Smiling brightly, she double-checked her locks on her door and she sat down on her bed carefully in order to assess the extent of the damage.
"Someone must've thrown a rock or brick or something at my window", she pondered, feeling kind of stupid as she wondered how someone could throw something like that with enough force to shatter the window on a building that was over 10 stories tall. The gorgeous young woman looked under her bed, expecting to see said rock or brick but there was nothing. "Just one more thing" she sighed, still just too happy that her situation wasn't worse and that her life was not in danger. One of her lamps had been knocked off its shelf which she found a bit odd. She failed physics back in high school so she decided who was she to question if whatever object shattered her window couldn't possibly have also damaged her lamp. Careful to tiptoe her way past the sharp, twinkling glass, Laura closed her blinds as best she could. "It's warm and humid EVERY NIGHT outside anyway, I'll be able to sleep comfortably at least" she told herself as she went back into the kitchen and her poor excuse for a living room as she triple-checked her tiny apartment.
"That could have been a hell of a lot worse", she thought, hanging her towel back up and looking at her nude form in the bathroom mirror. She was grateful the bathroom had stayed warm in her short absence, she didn't even close the door fully this time, she smiled at herself in the foggy mirror as she turned the shower handle eagerly. "What a stupid scare, I really need to calm my imagination down more", Laura breathed in relief as the hot water caressed her skin. She closed her eyes in pure bliss as she lost herself in the sounds and sensations of the comforting water. Her smooth skin glistened as she rubbed herself gently, enjoying every second of it. The chesty Hooters girl was so lost in the rapture of her nightly ritual that she failed to hear her shower door being pushed open, nor was she once again rudely taken from her comforts until it was far too late.
"That's a different smell", Laura thought as she shampooed her long hair. She even swore that the light in her closed eyelids had somehow gotten even dimmer, "Oh girl, you're really imagining things now", she giggled to herself as she rinsed off her hair. The sudsy shampoo foam slickly traveling from her shoulders, over her breasts, down her stomach all the way down to her painted toes as she suddenly felt a slightly cool breeze hit her. She knew this feeling, it's the feeling she got when she opened her shower door! Laura opened her eyes as she realized this but the doomed damsel didn't even get a chance to turn around as she looked up and saw a massive snake's head staring right at her! Laura's knees grew weak, her heart pumped into overdrive and she was barely able to let out a pathetically unprepared scream as the snake's flexible jaws closed around the helpless girl's head. "AAAAHHH! GOD NO-", was all Laura was able to get out as the snake swallowed her whole head and started draping its musclular coils over her frightened body simultaneously. It immediately squeezed hard, crushing the girl's toned stomach and resting a heavy yet slick coil on her lower back.
The snake wanted her to remain upright for the feeding as they were in a very confined space. Laura was forced to exhale into the snake's throat as its massive muscles pushed into the waitress' torso tightly. Laura's toes curled and her hands stretched out and reached stupidly as her arms were pinned against her slick sides. One coil would be enough to subdue such an easy prey, this snake was bred for it. It knew to not break her ribs though it could easily do so. It knew not to constrict her to the point of fainting or dying. It knew it had to keep her alive until it was time to digest its prey. The worst part of it all was that Laura knew all this as well. That's how they did it on the show, in order to squeeze every agonizing minute of terror out of the losing contestants. When she had watched part of a season and they had checked in on a digesting girl a week after her original devouring Laura nearly gagged imagining the rich producers rubbing their hands greedily, knowing the poor girl's horror only equaled money signs to them.
"Hrrrgh! Nggghh! Someone HELP MEEE!!" Laura screamed into the snake's throat as the giant mutated constrictor's coils squeezed Laura's stomach, forcing her to expel air and driving her desperate enogh to beg for aid. However, to the outside world Laura's faint muffled screams coming from inside the snake barely made it outside her bathroom door. "Huuuh huuugh!" Laura gasped for breath as she realized the snake coils had not relented, forcing her to exhale but not allowing her to inhale once again. As her oxygen deprived brain scrambled for anything that might save her from a horrific end, she cursed the fact that she had paid her rent last night. Absolutely no one would be coming to look for her at her apartment for at least another month, giving the snake plenty of time to digest her alive.
"AAAGH! HAAAH!" Laura finally managed to draw breath once again as the snake loosened up a coil in order to focus fully on expanding its massive maw wide enough to swallow up her generously large chest. Each breast slowly swallowed up by the snake's muscular and warm mouth. Her 'tip makers' as other Hooters coworkers called them, were now covered in living snake skin. "This can't be! This just can't be!!" Laura began to weep, the crushing weight of the snake made it feel like her ankles were going to snap any moment now even as the snake's muscular coils held her exactly how it wanted. Predator had complete control over the prey now and Laura cried incoherently as even the air she drew was cursed. Warm, stagnant air tinged with the smell of god knows how many other people before her. Laura closed her eyes and used all her remaining strength to try to wriggle free. "I-I-I can't! I can't die like this!!" She squealed even as her smooth, rounded ass cheeks were swallowed completely.
The genetically modified snake barely even noticed the 24-year-old young woman's feeble attempts at resistance as it swallowed her athletic thighs. "God please, please let me suffocate in here, just go easy on me okay??" Laura deliriously begged for mercy as she tried to forget what she knew about the snakes on the show, even as her heart pumped faster and faster, preventing her from lying to herself fully as she knew very well what her dragged out ending would be like. Finally, ankles swallowed, only her curling toes remained uncovered by the ravenous snake. Laura swore she was trying to kick and wriggle with all her might and yet the massive predator barely moved, its muscular body completely subdoing its still living prey inside itself as she began her trip into the stomach chamber.
Laura could feel her mind breaking as the snake's muscular contractions moved her protesting body further inside it. "I've been so good! This just can't be happening I don't understand why!!" The waitress cried as the disgusting humidity of the stomach chamber welcomed her meat and nutrients by slowly filling up with digestive fluids. Laura couldnt see inside the darkness of the snake but she could feel the tingling get warmer, hotter, more painful. "NOOOOO! No no no someone get me the fuck out!!!" She screamed as what started feeling like a hot sauna steadily began to feel more like she was being boiled alive. "AAAIIIIEEEE!!! MAKE IT STOOOPPUUHH! AAUGHHH!" Laura's anguished screams burned her throat raw as more digestive acids were pumped into the chamber, Laura's young body involuntarily contracting and writhing like mad, ironically just covering more of her body in the splashi
ng acids, cooking her quite evenly.
The snake retreated to its original hiding spot under her bed, with a full belly it soon began to doze off, rocked into sleep by what it perceived to be gentle side to side motions coming from the stomach, even if the reality in there was a thousand times more frantic and terrible. If one could have heard Laura's cries and screams at that point they would not have been intelligible in the slightest, the snake periodically swallowed enough air to keep its prey alive as it was designed to do by some of the highest paid and most morally bankrupt scientists alive. On it went for Laura for half a month until the bulge in the snake's stomach was reduced to a handful of bones and a few strands of hair. At which point the snake stealthily retreated into the night, leaving no trace of the terror that had trasnpired there the first night it had managed to escape. It much preferred this manner of hunting over the artificial way it was fed in the facility it was born, as it slithered through the woods surrounding the apartment building and expelled what little remained of Laura, it knew that soon it would be time to feast again.
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"Ahh, that's MUCH better," the 24-year-old Hooters girl said as she carelessly discarded her work uniform on her dingy appartment's cool floor. "God, I never thought I was going to get out of there today," Laura Walker said. She spread her toes out and rested them on the wooden floor, the cold feeling brought much needed relief to her aching feet. Eyeing her bright orange and white uniform on the ground, Laura sighed loudly and decided to look around her apartment instead. Grimly noting that it too, was much too small. "It's only temporary, girl. Only temporary," she reminded herself as she approached her one and only window.
As dissapointed in her post-university years as she was, Laura still counted herself amongst the lucky ones. Not many of her friends and classmates could afford their own apartment, let alone have a steady job. "And the view isn't bad," Laura muttered to herself as she looked at the massive tropical habitat far off in the distance. One of several 'Vore House' facilities and its surrounding preserve. Another reason her rent was cheaper than most. Laura herself had only watched about half of one season, and she'd of course paid attention to the ocassional news report about a non-contestant's devouring every once in a blue moon.
"Wonder what's going on there tonight", Laura mused as she closed her blinds. Even though she lived on the very top floor, stories away from prying eyes, the chesty waitress still didn't like the idea of some pervert with a drone or binoculars getting a show. Especially since she wouldn't see a nickel from it. "I've already got too much attention at work" she exclaimed aloud as she plugged in her phone in order to charge it. Laura's pale skin glistened in the dim lighting of her apartment as she stretched, her sore leg muscles protested as she warmed them up again, though this time without any uncomfortably tight fabric digging into her soft warm skin.
"Mmmm", Laura moaned in relaxed pleasure as her naked body basked in the freedom of unrestrained movement. Her bare ass jiggled as she danced to the beat of the latest summer anthem that was criminally overplayed at work. Her plentiful breasts bounced as she turned on the shower and set the temperature to nearly scalding hot. Laura smiled brightly as she couldn't wait to soak her young body in the rejuvinating waters. The curvy college graduate hadn't been in the shower for even 3 minutes when she heard a loud, crashing sound draw her from warm comfortable bliss back into the cold hard reality of life.
"Shit! What the fuck!" Laura screamed and then whispered to herself as she felt a quick, shooting warmth spread throughout her insides. The sound had ended almost as quickly as it started, a loud crash and a resounding thud, she thought she almost felt the apartment shudder. "Was that thunder? No, it's been dry as a bone today," Laura's mind raced as she held onto hope that the terrifying sound had a natural and benign explanation. She tried to pretend like there was nothing to be scared of as she quickly shut off the water and she carefully and slowly lunged for her towel. "Just stay quiet, listen," she told herself as her heart beat fast against her chest, her fight or flight response kicking into high gear.
She tried to shake the thoughts of rapists armed to the teeth waiting for her outside the bathroom door, of kidnappers or twisted serial killers kicking her door in. "Oh god, I KNEW I should've gotten a restraining order against that guy!", Laura berated herself in her mind as she stared unblinkingly at her door handle. Minutes passed, goosebumps covered every inch of Laura's soft young body as she stood there and listened. "Come on girl, you're being silly. Your lamp probably just fell again", the pale beauty tried her hardest to relax and the suspense was admittedly driving her a bit crazy.
Slowly and quietly, Laura dried off her hands and draped her towel around her soaked shoulders, doing her best to get her wet hair out of her fair-skinned face. With a quick and decisive motion, she swung open the bathroom door and stepped into the hallway with her tiny fists raised in a shaky amateur fighting stance. Teeth chattering from both the fear and the cold coarsing through her body, Laura carefully explored her once familiar diminutive apartment. Now, every corner had a potentially horrible fate hiding behind it, but as the 24-year-old waitress found out, her mind's imaination was much more dramatic than the sight that lay before her.
Laura's one bedroom window was shattered, a large, jagged hole now letting in the humid breeze. "Phew, thank GOD!", Laura's chest heaved as she exhaled a most welcome sigh of relief. Unless some robber put suction cups on his hands and knees and climbed the building, there's no way a person could've gotten inside through her window. She knew there was sharp glass near her bed, she knew the window would cost way too much to repair and set her savings back weeks, she knew she would have to figure out a temporary solution to the gaping hole in her room, but she didn't really care right now. Smiling brightly, she double-checked her locks on her door and she sat down on her bed carefully in order to assess the extent of the damage.
"Someone must've thrown a rock or brick or something at my window", she pondered, feeling kind of stupid as she wondered how someone could throw something like that with enough force to shatter the window on a building that was over 10 stories tall. The gorgeous young woman looked under her bed, expecting to see said rock or brick but there was nothing. "Just one more thing" she sighed, still just too happy that her situation wasn't worse and that her life was not in danger. One of her lamps had been knocked off its shelf which she found a bit odd. She failed physics back in high school so she decided who was she to question if whatever object shattered her window couldn't possibly have also damaged her lamp. Careful to tiptoe her way past the sharp, twinkling glass, Laura closed her blinds as best she could. "It's warm and humid EVERY NIGHT outside anyway, I'll be able to sleep comfortably at least" she told herself as she went back into the kitchen and her poor excuse for a living room as she triple-checked her tiny apartment.
"That could have been a hell of a lot worse", she thought, hanging her towel back up and looking at her nude form in the bathroom mirror. She was grateful the bathroom had stayed warm in her short absence, she didn't even close the door fully this time, she smiled at herself in the foggy mirror as she turned the shower handle eagerly. "What a stupid scare, I really need to calm my imagination down more", Laura breathed in relief as the hot water caressed her skin. She closed her eyes in pure bliss as she lost herself in the sounds and sensations of the comforting water. Her smooth skin glistened as she rubbed herself gently, enjoying every second of it. The chesty Hooters girl was so lost in the rapture of her nightly ritual that she failed to hear her shower door being pushed open, nor was she once again rudely taken from her comforts until it was far too late.
"That's a different smell", Laura thought as she shampooed her long hair. She even swore that the light in her closed eyelids had somehow gotten even dimmer, "Oh girl, you're really imagining things now", she giggled to herself as she rinsed off her hair. The sudsy shampoo foam slickly traveling from her shoulders, over her breasts, down her stomach all the way down to her painted toes as she suddenly felt a slightly cool breeze hit her. She knew this feeling, it's the feeling she got when she opened her shower door! Laura opened her eyes as she realized this but the doomed damsel didn't even get a chance to turn around as she looked up and saw a massive snake's head staring right at her! Laura's knees grew weak, her heart pumped into overdrive and she was barely able to let out a pathetically unprepared scream as the snake's flexible jaws closed around the helpless girl's head. "AAAAHHH! GOD NO-", was all Laura was able to get out as the snake swallowed her whole head and started draping its musclular coils over her frightened body simultaneously. It immediately squeezed hard, crushing the girl's toned stomach and resting a heavy yet slick coil on her lower back.
The snake wanted her to remain upright for the feeding as they were in a very confined space. Laura was forced to exhale into the snake's throat as its massive muscles pushed into the waitress' torso tightly. Laura's toes curled and her hands stretched out and reached stupidly as her arms were pinned against her slick sides. One coil would be enough to subdue such an easy prey, this snake was bred for it. It knew to not break her ribs though it could easily do so. It knew not to constrict her to the point of fainting or dying. It knew it had to keep her alive until it was time to digest its prey. The worst part of it all was that Laura knew all this as well. That's how they did it on the show, in order to squeeze every agonizing minute of terror out of the losing contestants. When she had watched part of a season and they had checked in on a digesting girl a week after her original devouring Laura nearly gagged imagining the rich producers rubbing their hands greedily, knowing the poor girl's horror only equaled money signs to them.
"Hrrrgh! Nggghh! Someone HELP MEEE!!" Laura screamed into the snake's throat as the giant mutated constrictor's coils squeezed Laura's stomach, forcing her to expel air and driving her desperate enogh to beg for aid. However, to the outside world Laura's faint muffled screams coming from inside the snake barely made it outside her bathroom door. "Huuuh huuugh!" Laura gasped for breath as she realized the snake coils had not relented, forcing her to exhale but not allowing her to inhale once again. As her oxygen deprived brain scrambled for anything that might save her from a horrific end, she cursed the fact that she had paid her rent last night. Absolutely no one would be coming to look for her at her apartment for at least another month, giving the snake plenty of time to digest her alive.
"AAAGH! HAAAH!" Laura finally managed to draw breath once again as the snake loosened up a coil in order to focus fully on expanding its massive maw wide enough to swallow up her generously large chest. Each breast slowly swallowed up by the snake's muscular and warm mouth. Her 'tip makers' as other Hooters coworkers called them, were now covered in living snake skin. "This can't be! This just can't be!!" Laura began to weep, the crushing weight of the snake made it feel like her ankles were going to snap any moment now even as the snake's muscular coils held her exactly how it wanted. Predator had complete control over the prey now and Laura cried incoherently as even the air she drew was cursed. Warm, stagnant air tinged with the smell of god knows how many other people before her. Laura closed her eyes and used all her remaining strength to try to wriggle free. "I-I-I can't! I can't die like this!!" She squealed even as her smooth, rounded ass cheeks were swallowed completely.
The genetically modified snake barely even noticed the 24-year-old young woman's feeble attempts at resistance as it swallowed her athletic thighs. "God please, please let me suffocate in here, just go easy on me okay??" Laura deliriously begged for mercy as she tried to forget what she knew about the snakes on the show, even as her heart pumped faster and faster, preventing her from lying to herself fully as she knew very well what her dragged out ending would be like. Finally, ankles swallowed, only her curling toes remained uncovered by the ravenous snake. Laura swore she was trying to kick and wriggle with all her might and yet the massive predator barely moved, its muscular body completely subdoing its still living prey inside itself as she began her trip into the stomach chamber.
Laura could feel her mind breaking as the snake's muscular contractions moved her protesting body further inside it. "I've been so good! This just can't be happening I don't understand why!!" The waitress cried as the disgusting humidity of the stomach chamber welcomed her meat and nutrients by slowly filling up with digestive fluids. Laura couldnt see inside the darkness of the snake but she could feel the tingling get warmer, hotter, more painful. "NOOOOO! No no no someone get me the fuck out!!!" She screamed as what started feeling like a hot sauna steadily began to feel more like she was being boiled alive. "AAAIIIIEEEE!!! MAKE IT STOOOPPUUHH! AAUGHHH!" Laura's anguished screams burned her throat raw as more digestive acids were pumped into the chamber, Laura's young body involuntarily contracting and writhing like mad, ironically just covering more of her body in the splashi
ng acids, cooking her quite evenly.
The snake retreated to its original hiding spot under her bed, with a full belly it soon began to doze off, rocked into sleep by what it perceived to be gentle side to side motions coming from the stomach, even if the reality in there was a thousand times more frantic and terrible. If one could have heard Laura's cries and screams at that point they would not have been intelligible in the slightest, the snake periodically swallowed enough air to keep its prey alive as it was designed to do by some of the highest paid and most morally bankrupt scientists alive. On it went for Laura for half a month until the bulge in the snake's stomach was reduced to a handful of bones and a few strands of hair. At which point the snake stealthily retreated into the night, leaving no trace of the terror that had trasnpired there the first night it had managed to escape. It much preferred this manner of hunting over the artificial way it was fed in the facility it was born, as it slithered through the woods surrounding the apartment building and expelled what little remained of Laura, it knew that soon it would be time to feast again.
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