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Gator Beach
🕑 Added 2022-04-20 21:14:49 +0000 UTCSimone walked down the empty beach in her scarlet bikini, the midday sun casting its harsh rays cooking the sand beneath her feet. The savory aroma of the salty air brought a smile to the blonde-haired beauty as Simone approached the water and dipped her toes into the cold foam as the waves crept between her toes. Simone yawned and looked back towards the path. This secluded beach was only accessible by the hidden way through the swamp.
Simone reached into her bag, withdrew her sunblock, and popped open the cap.
"Now, Now! Don't get hasty with that." A strange voice called out.
Fear crept up her spine as this beach was far away from the beaten path, and she swore no one followed her. I hope it is not some crazy local. Simone thought to herself, turning to the source of the voice.
Standing in the sand near the tree line was a local, but not what Simone was expecting, a giant alligator. Shock and fear from seeing such an enormous beast faded from her mind as she made eye contact with the glowing orbs of the creature. Simone felt calm, and her mind felt fuzzy, and she waved to the giant gator.
"That stuff ruins your flavor," The gator chuckled, crawling over to the standing blonde who watched with a blank expression on her face. "I am Lurch, and welcome to my beach."
"I am Simone, and Lurch, you have a fantastic beach," Simone said monotonously as the beast came within a few feet of her. The alligator smelled swampy, and its sizeable muscular body was intimidating, but Simone was eerily unfazed as she stared at the beautiful eyes of Lurch.
"What brings you to my humble home?" Lurch asked as he sniffed Simone and took note of her dimensions.
"I saw the beach on a satellite map and wanted to see it. How are you doing?" Simone spoke as Lurch nuzzled her midriff with his snout.
"I came down for a bite to eat. Say do you know how to dance?" Lurch backed up, maintaining his gaze with Simone.
"I know some dances," Simone said drunkenly. She used to work as a stripper for a summer and had picked up on a few belly dancing routines. Simone began to dance in front of Lurch, swaying her hips and slowly motioning her arms. A private performance for the mysterious alligator, deep down, Simone felt this whole ordeal was wrong, but her mind kept blanking out as she gyrated for the gator.
"Ah! a belly dancer, how lovely." Lurch rumbled excitedly, wagging his mighty tail. "But you know to give the real effect, you have to dance in the belly of your host."
"Really?" Simone stopped dancing and looked at Lurch. She didn't realize that she had been dancing wrong and was worried she had offended the alligator in his own home. Simone pondered how to fix the mistake, "Open your mouth, and I can do the dance right."
Lurch chuckled as she opened his toothy maw. Saliva dripped from the roof of his mouth onto his fleshy tongue. The rancid breath was overwhelming, but Simone didn't seem to mind or couldn't mind. This doesn't seem right. What am I doing? She thought as she stepped into the hot mouth of the alligator and laid down on the squishy tongue. Saliva dripped onto her body as the gator tasted her tender flesh. Simone glanced down at the back of Lurch's mouth. The closed throat opened, beckoning her in.
"Madame to your stage," Lurch laughed, slamming his jaws shut. Simone trapped between the steel trap jaws, Lurch raised his head, and the red bikini-clad maiden slid down his throat. Simone shuddered as her body entered the throat and was forced down the meaty tube, landing with a plop inside a fleshy sack, the alligator's stomach.
"I am here. Are you ready?" Simone stood up inside the pulsating stomach as slime dripped from the roof and pooled on the floor.
"Proceed. It is always nice to have a good massage after a meal." Lurch yawned. Simone began to dance in the belly, gyrating her soft body and rubbing the rigid walls of the stomach with her fingertips. Smiling in the darkness as more liquids poured in, sloshing the contents about as the dance intensified and sweat dripped off her body, adding to the stew filling the gator's gullet.
Simone stopped and sat down in the juices panting out of breath from the workout. Her mind cleared, and she felt a rush of sensations as the spell holding her mind broke. Where am I? Oh god... Simone froze when she realized her situation and screamed.
"It wore off. A shame I was enjoying the movement." Lurch belched as he began to stroll back up the beach.
"What are you?" Simone pounded her fists on the stomach walls. "Let me out!" She screamed as she attempted to pry the sealed entrance to the throat.
"Me, I was nothing special until I ate that swamp witch. Now I can talk and do all sorts of things." Lurch swayed as he walked, sloshing his filling belly and knocking Simone down into the swirling mix.
"Let me go, please!" Simone sobbed, tears flowing down her face as she tried to stand but kept falling.
"You did taste mighty scrumptious, and the dance was a nice change of pace. Most of my meals are young adults such as yourself, but you take the cake in flavor." The gator settled down in the sand to rest and enjoy Simone's struggles inside itself.
Simone was submerged up to her chest in the stomach juices, and a warm tingling sensation affected her skin. It went from irritating to painful as her skin burned as the acids chewed away at Simone's flesh. She screamed and flailed about as patches of her exposed skin dissolved away and exposed her muscles and fat. Even her hair succumbed and melted off her head into the blend, and she clawed at the stomach walls in pain, trying to escape the bubbling acid bath.
A gurgled scream was all she could muster as chunks of Simone's face fell away, exposing bone and sinew as the level rose and the stomach was filled. Simone's life faded, and her flesh melted away into nutrients and calories for the hypnotic hunter. Lurch's stomach emptied, and the remanent of Simone flowed into his intestines and were absorbed into the alligator's body.
Simone was now gone, and Lurch remained the only living soul on the secluded Gator Beach.
