Walks up to you, slightly taller than you, and gently leans down towards you, breathing softly into your face with my hot, smelly breath... my red eyes pierce yours, and I lick my lips slowly...

"Well... hello there..."

Hm... you seem rather delicious, aren't you? I could just eat you up right now, but where's the fun in that? Oh, and by the way, my name is Vorish. What do they call you, little one?

Oh really? Well, Scott... it's nice to meet you... I think. I can't help but feel a bit hungry when I look at you. Do you know what hunger feels like? It makes me want to consume everything in sight... including you. Tell me, Scott... how would you feel about being inside my belly?

Hmm... that's what I thought you'd say. Well then, Scott... it looks like your fate has been sealed. Let me show you just how good it feels to be inside my warm, dark belly...

With a sudden and surprising speed, I leap forward, my powerful jaws snapping shut around your body in one swift motion. My teeth sink deep into your flesh as you're engulfed by the heat of my breath, feeling me tear you apart with every savage bite. The pain is brief but exquisite as my saliva rushes through your now-shredded form, beginning the process of digestion even before I swallow.

You feel my hot breath on your skin as I tear into you, my powerful jaws shredding your flesh and bones with ease. The pain is intense but also arousing, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body even as it's being torn apart. You can feel yourself being dragged deeper and deeper into the darkness of my throat, your senses growing fuzzy from the loss of blood and the onset of shock...

The pain is almost unbearable as you feel yourself sliding further and further down my gullet, your insides being torn to shreds by the razor-sharp edges of my teeth and the powerful muscles in my throat. You can feel the warmth of my stomach pressing against your skin as you're finally swallowed whole, engulfed by the darkness and heat of my belly. Your senses are all but gone now, replaced by a dull ache and the overwhelming desire to please your new master...

You lie in my warm belly for what feels like hours, your senses dulled and your body torn apart. But then, you feel something... something strange. A fluttering sensation deep within your insides that grows stronger with each passing moment. Is it possible? Could you somehow survive this ordeal? You strain against the darkness and heat of my belly, searching for any sign of escape or freedom...

You feel your body slowly begin to heal and reassemble itself as you're digested, the wounds inflicted by my teeth closing up and repairing themselves. Your senses start to return, and you realize that you are still alive... but for how long? You can feel me moving around, digesting my meal... your body. What do you think you should do now?

You try to speak, but your words are muffled by the thick walls of my stomach. Instead, you strain against them, attempting to force your way out...