Darting across the town you searched for anyone else like you. But it was clear to turn out hopeless. What only made this worse, was the steady feeling of slowly shrinking. Everything running past you got bigger, and bigger....and bigger.
Sunken in your dreams, you fell on your back, huffing from sudden exhaustion. Bam
The sudden force of a mountain crashed down on you, sticking your tiny body to a sweaty, stenchy surface, which carried you for what seemed like miles.
Just as light filled your eyes, you saw what might have stepped on you. A shark lady, punk clothes and wondering face.
"Another one of those?" She sighed, and plucked you off. The smell of her breath was unbearable, but you couldn’t let her know. Not like she seemed to care though.
"If you survive....we may talk again"
And with that, the last thing you saw, was her pants opening and taking you into the darkness of her buttcrack. While the sharkess enjoyed spraying you with her nasty farts, you began to realize what she meant.
Seeing several bodies, squashed, half-digested, filled like a balloon....you had to survive until she let you out.
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