Still hungry, Kate began tonguing her teeth trying to fish out bits of taco meat still stuck between them. This greatly hindered your escape attempt. As her tongue slapped against her teeth and gums, you were tossed around like a ragdoll in the worlds smelliest washing machine. Chunks of meat collided with you as you tried to grab onto something solid. It wasn't to long before you came to a stop. You were still on her tongue, but you were flanked by tonsils instead of teeth. An ominous gurgle came from below and you realized where you were now. You were at the very back of her tongue, just in front of her dark, gasping throat. You picked yourself up to run for your life but you run smack into the pile of meat she had scavenged. Gravity began to shift as Kate arched her tongue to swallow what she found lying around her mouth.. Her throat opened to accept you as food and bring you deeper into her body. You slide off of her tongue...
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