Dana pressed Andrew to her abdomen, squeezing the air from him. Her soft skin gave way just enough as her fingers held him fast. She was so unbelievably warm, and her scent reminded him of countless hugs he'd received from her in the past. Now everything was wrong, twisted into a nightmare. He was hyperventilating, pressing and squirming against her soft belly.

"Dana! Please! It's me! Drew! Bianca’s Drew!" He managed to get out.

"Thankfully I still have a pillcam." She said aloud to herself.

"You- you're not-" Andrew's cries for her went silent as a terrible gurgle emanated from within her. A deep and slow rumble like distant thunder, vibrating his bones and freezing him to the core.

"I think that means we have a vacancy." She said flatly.

Andrew redoubled his efforts, kicking and punching. He was getting tired but he couldn't bear what was going to happen next. Was Dana really this cruel? Swallowing someone she didn't even know, or thought she didn't know? He wondered if he even knew her, or what she'd do if she did recognize him. It didn't matter. He wasn't about to wind up as some torture porn for a stranger. This was his Dana, kind and sweet. She had to see him. She had to see reason.

"Wait right here," she said as she placed him back on the desk. He tumbled over and this time sprung to his feet. He looked around, seeing only a sheer death drop on all sides. Then he saw the mouse. Dana leaned over, her hands reaching under the desk and her face disappearing from view. Andrew sprinted towards the mouse, hoping beyond hope he could push it to a photo album on the desktop.

"Where did I put it..." she wondered aloud.

Andrew reached the mouse, but could barely keep on moving. His body was being pushed to the limit. He tried pressing the mouse along the mousepad, checking for movement on the screen. The pointer barely budged. He shoved again. Success! The pointer was hovering over the file browser bookmarked at the bottom of the screen. Now he just needed to click...

"Ah! Finally. OK, Who's ready to take the plunge?" Dana rose in her chair, pill between her fingers about the size of Andrew. Her eyes caught movement, he was trying to climb the left click. His weight wasn't enough to press it down.

"Woah, there little one. Are you trying to check your email?" She giggled, gently prying him from the mouspad. Andrew could barely move, his chest heaving in and out as he tried to catch his breath. Her fingers kept him in place, pinched gently. On the screen was a blurry video of her fingers.

"Don't worry, it's all over now."

"No! Wait! Please. I... Dana... It's me..." Andrew said between ragged breaths.

"Oh, I know, little one" She cooed, "I know. Wave to the camera for me." She held the pill next to him with her other hand. Andrew looked into the lens beyond the glass. His terrified face appeared on the laptop preview. He screamed as hard as he could;

"Stop! It's me! It's Drew!"

"No sound, sweetie. I know, it's a shame. Maybe the next model."

A notification appeared on the screen accompanied by a small 'ding' sound. Andrew watched, his voice hoarse as Dana clicked on the message. Andrew read along with her.

Great! Thanks for getting back to me so soon. Another hundred if you can make him cum before swallowing ;)

"Good news! You get to have a little fun before you go."

Andrew was bright red, knowing full well Dana’s intent. He had seen her tie a cherry stem in her mouth and had seen people disappear behind that tongue. He regretted having fantasies about her in the past, just innocent passing daydreams. Who could blame him? She placed the pill on the desk and expertly undressed him. Her smooth fingers slid off his clothes with ease, despite his protests.

"No no no no! Dana no no! Dana!" 

"You're lucky, you know. One last comfort. Plus it makes it a lot easier to get you down. Really takes the fight out, you know?"

Andrew was naked and cold, already shivering. Her warm fingers wasted no time in rubbing his crotch, as she clicked onto a few more messages. His body reacted involuntarily, and he began to grow hard under her fingertip. Part of him wanted it. 

"Somebody's excited to be eaten!" She said, smiling but still reading the screen.

"Dana! Don't eat me! It's Drew! Please listen! Fuck! Stop touching me!"

"Alright, we're all set." She clicked back to the pillcam and looked at him. "Oh, you poor thing. You're shivering. Let me help you. It will feel good, I promise."

She leaned forward with her tongue hanging down, pressing him along her taste buds and coating him in a thick layer of saliva. 

"See? It's nice in there. Now put on a good show."

She lifted him upwards, holding him above her devious smile. Andrew witnessed what so many others did. Her face changed, and she transformed into her persona.

"Hey there cuties. Look what I have." She held him in front of the lens. His naked cock, hard and wet with spit on full display. "We have a straggler." She made a pouty face.

"Dana! No! Stop! Please! Someone tell her! I'm her daughter’s fiance! I'm Drew!"

"You know what we do with stragglers. Oh, but I have a surprise. One of my admirers has a special request. You get to follow along the journey."

She held the pillcam to the camera and then placed it onto her tongue.

"No no no! No! No! Dana! Don't eat me don't fucking eat me!"

"But before we say goodbye, I also have a nice sendoff. I hope you enjoy."

Andrew shuddered as Dana's mouth hung open wide, a near duplication of the horrific scene that he already had to witness. She was looking at the camera, making sure to get the best lighting for his execution. Her mouth was equal parts terrifying and inviting, her spit on his body was now cold and he felt like ice was going to penetrate his skin. Her breath washed over him and her throat danced, ready to receive. She dropped him, and in the freefall, he only managed a short yelp before landing on her plush tongue.

His senses were overwhelmed. The cold melted away instantly on her tongue, her saliva envigorated his naked flesh. The fall felt like more than thirty feet but her tongue braced the fall. For a moment the surreal humid landscape was still. Quivering, Andrew looked up to see his gigantic yet delicate fingers positioning the camera. Her soft pretty hands he’d come to know so well now poised to capture his lowest moment. His breath turned to deep ragged heaves as he looked around at the impossibility of it all. Her teeth surrounded him and her tongue gently pulsed as she made preparations to film. The laptop screen in the distance seemed like the jumbotron to a stadium. Her slick tongue was the field of a deadly arena, and he was the only player. His face appeared on the screen, tears and drool dripping from his chin. A second screen appeared with another angle, his neck slowly turned to see the pillcam lying against her incisor. Then the world shifted under him, and he slid along the center divet of her tongue towards her throat. She was getting comfortable.

A slow warm breeze rose from behind him, accompanied by her soft ethereal voice.

“Ahhhhhh~”

Her vocal cords created a melodious sigh that echoed around him. He tried to scramble to his feet but everything was slick. His naked body slid easily, and he could not avoid rubbing his pelvis against her taste buds. The sickening feeling of her tasing his crotch didn’t dampen his body’s need for release, he was getting harder. His loins didn’t know the difference between a fight for survival and sex. His cock didn’t care that the spittle came from a woman trying to devour him. It was warm and wet. Andrew sobbed openly, eyes trying to track the exit as the sickening movement continued. Then things settled, and the camera leaned in. Dana was comfortably sitting in front of the screen and ready to begin.

First, her tongue lurched upwards and back, forcing him closer to her teeth. Andrew flailed his arms, worried that he’d smash into her lower incisors. At the last moment, the tongue dropped him into her lip. Flesh and saliva engulfed him from all angles as she slid her tongue around her lip, pinning him to the inner lining. He felt like he would explode, trying to scream but spit filled his mouth instead. He could taste her sickly sweet aroma and felt each bump on her tongue as the world went dark. He tried to grab onto anything to keep from spinning and found something smooth. The pillcam.

He held onto the pillcam for dear life, the small light illuminating the dark red hell around him. She began to rock her monstrous tongue rhythmically, trying to separate him from the pillcam as he cried.

“Dana! It’s me!” He managed to gasp, spitting out her thick saliva.

Her tongue deftly scooped him as if in response, and carried them both to her molars. Andrew was reminded how expertly she tied a cherry stem in her mouth, as she’d occasionally demonstrate for dinner guests. He was embarrassed at the time to see her playful teasing. Something perverted in the back of his mind wanted to be that stem. Bianca hadn’t noticed. That same part of him was hard and pulsing. He felt powerless, and perhaps being recognized on the pillcam was his only escape. If she didn’t see him soon he would end up like the others.

He landed on the hard surface of her molar, still clutching the pillcam. He tried to find which end the camera was situated so he could press his face into it but it was useless. Her upper molars were coming down. Andrew hoped beyond hope that he could slide to the spot on the pill where she would see him. Dana had other plans. She used her molars to gently hold the pill while her tongue snapped him away. It was effortless. He was carried away to the other side of her mouth, then upwards. The roof of her mouth closed in from above and he found himself prone and cramped, his body unconciously enjoying the increased pressure.

Then her tongue began to rock. Back and forth, slowly and gently. He screamed, hoping his tiny voice would carry up through her soft palette.

“Dana, No! Stop! Please! I can’t! Fu- Fuck!” His cries fell short as he couldn’t help his arousal. The motion was just pleasurable enough, giving him just enough space to breathe. This was it. An extra hundred dollars just to taste him before he was sent to his death. She was going to milk him and then he was doomed. He had to resist, had to pull himself away from her relentless licks. He had to think of Bianca, and how disgusted she would be to know he came in her mom’s mouth.

“I’m Drew! Bianca’s Drew! This isn’t right! Dana! You have to stop! Please! Oh! Please! Oh! F… Oh!” He couldn’t help but moan, unable to resist her expert tongue even with his life on the line.

The rhythm stopped for just a moment and the pillcam slipped up with him at the roof of her mouth with a wet pop. She didn’t want to miss the money shot. Andrew pounded and kicked, screamed and cried. He tried to flip himself over to turn his cock away from the tantalizing taste buds. Dana did not relent, easily shimmying her tongue left and right to keep his manhood pumping downwards into her.

The rhythm picked up, the motion carrying him forward and back. He saw brief moments of light shine in from the front of her mouth, her lips curled into a smile. She was enjoying the challenge. Her tongue slid out over her teeth, then back. Faster and faster, he felt like he could not contain himself anymore. He shuddered and gasped, no longer screaming but moaning. Bianca would be horrified. He was disgusted with himself. A terrifying moan from below joined in, egging him on. Encouraging him to give in to her. He knew it would be over if he came, yet he edged closer and closer. He looked at the pill, tears in his eyes. He thought of Bianca.

“No! No- Ah, Ah, No! Dana! Pl, Ah, Ugngh.. N-No…I’m... Sorry... Bianca…”

He couldn’t control himself any longer, his body spasmed and he began to pump over and over into her mouth. The motion did not stop, ensuring wave after wave of creamy pleasure was squeezed from him. His cock danced and twitched, emptying him entirely. The rhythm slowed. It was done. Her tongue lowered, keeping him in a small pool of saliva and cum. Andrew was still in the throes of ecstasy, unable to move as his legs twitched uselessly. He tried to crawl out of his shame, away from his cum seeping into her taste buds.

“Ahh~”

A short, satisfied sigh. She had done it. Now there was only one thing left to do. The camera outside tilted, with Andrew’s sense of gravity along with it. His slow crawl on her tongue reversed and he began to slide towards her hungry throat. He tried to cling to her tongue but was so weak. He had been fighting for so long, and his body had betrayed him. Betrayed the love of his life. He had no fight left.

“Hah~”

She let out a little laugh, blowing up and out like a shockwave. His pathetic attempt to resist was amusing.

“No No Nnnoo No NO!” He protested

“Ah, haaaah~” She confirmed there was only one place for him to go.

Then her throat began to undulate. GULP. A large pool of saliva drained out. He slid further along, and a small dribble of his cum trailed in ahead. GULP. Dana eagerly swallowed his cum, even as more began to pool around the entrance to her body. Her throat danced with glee. Andrew could not slow his descent, her tongue now a cliff face as she looked straight up. The pillcam fell past him, landing in a pool of spit and cum just above the black hole to oblivion. GULP. She took that too, easily larger than him gone in an instant.

Her epiglottis passed overhead, and his feet touched the back of her throat. He looked straight up at the camera, pleading one last time.

“Dana-”

GULP