So I am taking some chapters I wrote in an interactive that was very good on writing.com.  If anyone wants to join it, it is very entertaining.  Anyways with some edits Ill take the story I wrote in it and post it here in chapters.  Hope you enjoy it.


Jill knew she should be careful in school. Everyone could swallow her and all she could do to protect herself was to be vigilant. The problem was, she was tasty looking. She was a only 5 foot 3, but she had nice generous curves that were toned. She wasn't busty, but she turned heads. She had shoulder length very dark, almost black, hair and beautiful dark tanned skin. Her family was Mexican with some Puerto Rican mixed in. She considered herself intelligent but also athletic. However while beauty and brains were never a bad thing it made her a target for swallowers. Who didn't want to eat a beautiful latina and feel her squirm in their stomach as their digestive acids dissolved her.

Still she had made it halfway through the year and while there had been some close calls she had made it.

Today she wasn't going to be so lucky.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and she froze. The school day was almost over. She turned around and saw Mr. Larson. He was her biology teacher. He was tall and scrawny with nicely trimmed hair and a round face. He was in his lower thirties. He hadn't eaten anyone in her class that she knew of, however she had seen him look at her and lick his lips.

“High Mr. Larson.” Jill said looking up at the 6 foot 3 man.

“Hi Jill, how are you today?” He asked pleasantly.

“Good sir.” She replied timidly.

“I just wanted you to know that while your science fair project you turned in is good, it needs some adjustment. Could you follow me to my classroom?” He asked.

'Um- o- okay sir.” Jill said timidly. Her greatest fear was getting swallowed and being digested alive. She had nightmares of stomach acid falling all over her and coating her. But she still followed Mr. Larson to the biology room. By the time he was done going over her project all of the kids had been gone for a good hour. It was only her and the teachers that remained.

She sat down in a desk and waited for Mr. Larson to finish his discussion on the phone so she could use it to call her mom. Until then she fiddled with her short gym shorts and tank top that she had been wearing after gym class at the end of the day. Mr. Larson set down the phone and noticed someone walking in.

It was Miss Mason. She was probably a bombshell in her earlier days, but now she was forty-four and had a good bit around the middle. She had long blond hair and was always making jokes with the girls. Jill had heard rumors before that she would eat a pretty girl once a semester, Jill didn't know if it was true or not.

Mr. Larson said hello as he got up and went over to talk to her. She didn't her what they were saying, but she got nervous when they both chuckled and quickly glanced at her. She gulped.

Mr. Larson and Ms. Mason continued to talk for a few moments. Eventually Mr. Larson smiled and said, “okay Deborah, have Mexican tonight.” With that he picked up his bags and walked out of the room. Jill's heart skipped a beat. Was Mr. Larson talking about her, when he said 'have mexican tonight', was Ms. Mason going to eat her. She was petrified in her chair as Ms. Mason walked towards her.

“Oh, hello Jill.” She said with what sounded like mock surprise. Jill was barely able to raise a hand to make a small 'waving' gesture. Ms. Mason just put on a broad smile.

“I didn't realize you were her so late. Do you need a ride home?” She asked tilting her head to the side. Jill again, was barely able to move her head side to side to say no.

“Are you sure?” Ms. Mason asked again.

“Y- y- y- yes, Miss Mason. I just have to call my madre.” She said stuttering. Ms Mason replied okay and walked towards the back closet and opened it. Jill was to terrified to move to the phone, or even look behind her. She was taken by total surprise when Ms. Mason came back towards her and shoved a cloth towel over her face. Jill screamed as loud as she could but it barely made a muffle. She stood up and tried to escape but Ms. Mason wrapped her arm around her waist and forced her onto the ground pinning her. After a few seconds Jill fell into unconsciousness.

Ms. Mason stood back up and looked down at her soon to be dinner. Her short gym shorts let her see her smooth tasty thighs, and her shirt had rolled up a bit exposing part of her midsection, which was always considered the tastiest part of a girl. She licked her lips and picked up Jill and with one motion put her up on her shoulder. All her things were already in her car, all she had to do was carry Jill out and she was a good and gone. Ms. Mason walked out of the front office and said bye to Mrs. Sandra who giggled at seeing Jill tossed onto Ms. Mason's shoulder.

“You're eating the gorgeous latina girl?” She said grinning.

“Yep Sandy, sure am. I'm sure she'll be quite the meal.” She said giving Jill's but a little pop.

“Shame, she was such a sweet girl.” Mrs. Sandra said grinning.

“Oh, I'm sure she'll be sweet and meaty.” Ms. Mason said. They laughed at her joke. “And besides, I save my students- remains anyways. You can come by and say hi if you ever want to.” They both giggled as she walked out to her car and tossed Jill into the trunk.



Jill awoke many hours later and saw through a skylight that it was really dark out.

“Oh good Miss. Bondad is awake.” Jill heard. She looked around as her vision came into view. She shivered. She was able to lift her head slightly and realize that she had been stripped to her dark red panties. It was modest, but still didn't cover much besides her chest and butt. She tried to lift up her arms but found that her wrists and ankles were cuffed to the hard wooden table that she laid upon. Her knees and elbows where also strapped down in this way. She tried to escape for one moment until she saw Ms. Mason walk over.

She shook from fear as she saw Ms. Mason lick her lips and stand over her. Tears started to stream from her face and she begged for Ms. Mason not to eat her. Ms. Mason didn't speak, she just laid a hand down on her silky smooth, swarthy, toned midsection. She looked Jill in the eyes and shook her head no. Jill let out a scream until Ms. Mason calmly but forcibly gagged her with her hand.

“Now miss Jill Bondad.” She said running her hand over her extremely smooth and ticklish belly. “I'm going to eat and digest you,” she ignored Jill's audible but undecipherable cries, “the question is, how long until you feel my digestive juices on your beautiful body.”


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