Trick and Treat Vore (G)
The giantess, dressed in a witch's hat and a figure-hugging outfit that accentuated her curves, sat on the couch with a bulging stomach. Muffled cries for help resonated within her, punctuated by the occasional gurgle. She had been swallowing up innocent trick-or-treaters all night long, and now she was enjoying the fruits of her labor.
As you knocked on the door, you heard a low rumble coming from within. The giantess opened the door, revealing her stomach pressing against her clothes. She invited you in and closed the door behind you, trapping you in her lair.
"So, you're here to see what happened to your friend?" she asked with a cruel smile. "Well, she's not going anywhere."
You followed her eyes to her distended stomach, which was visibly pulsing. Your heart raced as you realized that your friend was inside, helpless and alone.
"But why?" you managed to ask. "She was just a little girl!"
The giantess laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down your spine. "Because she was my treat," she replied. "And once something is in my stomach, it's mine."
You pleaded with her to let your friend go, but she just laughed again. "Oh, sweetie, that's not how this works," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "Once something is in my belly, it's not coming out again."
She stood up, her stomach wobbling with each step. You could see the outlines of her previous meals through her skin, like a macabre tapestry. As she approached you, you could feel the heat emanating from her belly, and the air was filled with the scent of digestion.
She grabbed you by the shirt and pulled you close, her breath hot against your neck. You felt her fingers tracing patterns on your skin as she contemplated what to do with you.
Finally, she made her decision. With a force that belied her size, she picked you up and effortlessly stuffed you into her mouth. You felt your body being crushed by her teeth, and then you were swallowed whole.
The world went dark, and all you could hear was the sound of your own panicked breathing echoing inside the giantess's stomach. You knew that you were unlikely to survive this ordeal, but you prayed that your friend had already been digested and was no longer in pain.
As you felt yourself being slowly digested, you couldn't help but wonder: who would be next to fall victim to this terrifying yet irresistible giantess?
