For birthday boy ;)

Cobra is trudging through the mucky swamp; mud and muck are up to her thighs while carrying the large assault rifle above her head. The merc has endured through a lot in the past 24 hours, lost sight of her crew and of the rescue chopper. She lost her shirt at one point, but decided to ditch the garment anyhow since it was so damn hot. It was better to keep the barrel free of the unforgiving mud than on her toned voluptuous frame. Her suspenders at least provided some modesty.



She got about half way through the humid swamp when she paused; looking about she thought she heard a branch snap... could it be the enemy? She wondered...

The frog leapt into the muck of the swamp, snapping a branch in doing so. While the noise caught the attention of his prey, it didn't matter. She was in his element, and she wouldn't be able to do much about it. The enormous frog flattened itself so almost all of it was beneath the thick glop of mud that she attempted to trek through, his eyes and nostrils only above, blending in with its surroundings.

As she took down her assault rifle and slowly strafed it, keeping her eyes open for the enemy, the frog could tell it was a weapon. Get rid of that, and the tasty woman was hers. She'd never be able to move quickly in this muck. With that, he opened his enormous mouth and FLICKED out its length, thick tongue and wrapped it around her assault rifle.

SeiferHowling wrote:The frog leapt into the muck of the swamp, snapping a branch in doing so. While the noise caught the attention of his prey, it didn't matter. She was in his element, and she wouldn't be able to do much about it. The enormous frog flattened itself so almost all of it was beneath the thick glop of mud that she attempted to trek through, his eyes and nostrils only above, blending in with its surroundings.

As she took down her assault rifle and slowly strafed it, keeping her eyes open for the enemy, the frog could tell it was a weapon. Get rid of that, and the tasty woman was hers. She'd never be able to move quickly in this muck. With that, he opened his enormous mouth and FLICKED out its length, thick tongue and wrapped it around her assault rifle.

Suddenly her weapon tugged her to the left and the special forces member nearly let's go! Thanks to her gloves however she manages to keep her hold. At least now she didnt have to worry about it being the enemy. Due to the angle the gun had been grabbed, she was able to fire the automatic weapon in the direction of the frog!

With the frog's tongue grappled onto the gun and prying at it, Cobra found it difficult to actually hit the frog, despite the gun being aimed in its direction. Knowing the bullets would be painful, if not deadly, the frog leapt to its right with great speed, pulling Cobra forward and to her left into the muddy water. She coughed, most of her body now covered in the grossness, but she held onto the gun for dear life.

The frog began retracted its tongue, and she found it to be very, very strong. It reared its head to the left and right rapidly, causing her to gasp as she was thrown side to side in an attempt to keep her grip. She felt it slipping. And then, in an instant, she let go of her gun and it was drawn in the blink on an eye into the beast's mouth.

She watched in horror as its enormous maw closed over her weapon and the throat bulged with a disgusting GULP as it went down. She hoped to god that wasn't foreshadowing.

SeiferHowling wrote:With the frog's tongue grappled onto the gun and prying at it, Cobra found it difficult to actually hit the frog, despite the gun being aimed in its direction. Knowing the bullets would be painful, if not deadly, the frog leapt to its right with great speed, pulling Cobra forward and to her left into the muddy water. She coughed, most of her body now covered in the grossness, but she held onto the gun for dear life.

The frog began retracted its tongue, and she found it to be very, very strong. It reared its head to the left and right rapidly, causing her to gasp as she was thrown side to side in an attempt to keep her grip. She felt it slipping. And then, in an instant, she let go of her gun and it was drawn in the blink on an eye into the beast's mouth.

She watched in horror as its enormous maw closed over her weapon and the throat bulged with a disgusting GULP as it went down. She hoped to god that wasn't foreshadowing.

She watched the gun go down...but she still had a knife for backup. She kept the weapon holstered though so there would be no repeat of what had just happened. She grits her teeth, the oily water gave her body a slick shiny sheen and accentuated her toned muscles. She keeps her posture low and doesn't make any sudden movements; giving the giant frog the false idea that it had the next move. She silently waits for it!

The frog lashed its tongue out again, this time wrapping it around Cobra's torso and arms like a whip. Her suspenders slid apart as her breasts bulged, bearing her voluptuous form, tits that would beckon any man. Unfortunately for her, the tongue was extraordinarily sticky, and landed exactly over where her knife was holstered. Even if she could reach it, she wasn't sure she'd be able to pry it from the tongue!

Panic starting to overcome her, she gasped and cried, as she felt the frog start to tug her toward it, mouth wide open. Heading straight down the gullet that took her gun...

Her teeth were clenched and she exhales a rather erotic sound while the tongue constricted her and undid any modesty she had left in her while it reeled her in like a fish. She tugged and pulled with her shoulders, used her strong legs and feet to dig into the muddy earth; but it was futile. Her breasts flapped her muscles craned and ached and she was inching closer and closer to the wide open maw. When she was close enough to smell its horrendous breath, she began to squeal in a desperate and berserk manner as the reality of being at the bottom of the food chain sunk into her wide eyed head.

Cobra let out a mortifying scream in a language the frog didn't understand as she felt her back hit the warm, slick innards of the beast's maw. She wasn't sure how much room was behind her, but it seemed like there was enough space to take her in entirely. The frog raised it's head back and then grasped onto her waist to assist in devouring the young lass. Her breasts flopped back and forth in her struggles, saliva dripping onto them and coating them. Peering backward, she could see the undulating throat devastatingly close.

The frog, with its powerful arms, pulled down on her army pants, her suspenders snapping, and then slid them down her already wet and slick legs. Soon, she was completely naked, ready to be devoured as nature intended. Her legs kicked in a panic, scissoring about as her ass trembled and her pussy was bare for all to be seen...no modesty when death was this close.

She gasped and screamed out in an agonizing and humiliating manner. Her body shaking with adrenaline and her torso heated by the maws natural heat. She kicked and spasmed, struggling with the sticky tongue which glued her breasts together. Outside her muffled squeaks and squeals of protest and almost erotic agony could be heard. She kicks the air desperately, trying her best to survive!

Raising its head once more, Cobra's kicking legs were drawn into the frog's mouth by gravity, her screams quieting as it jaws closed over her. It wasn't finished with her yet though, no. It unwrapped its tongue from around her torso and began exploring her entire body, ravishing her, savoring her, while outside its mouth anyone could see her hands and legs struggling to get out. She wept and screamed, continuing in the language it didn't understand, as the tongue raped her breasts, flopping them about, and curled around her womanhood. She writhed atop the tongue, which slowly drew her backward, like a swaying conveyor belt. She had but moments left before it would all be over.

She let out cries of disgust and discomfort as the tongue lubricated her body; while it made its final preps for the travel down into its stomach. She hissed and squeaked, pulling the tongue off with her hands only to have it return with a furvured intensity. She felt her body slip back further, and before she had another chance to combat the tongue, the very organ wrapped her up like a tight knit ball with her legs bent and her knees beside either side of her head before screaming out in an intensified screech as the throat widened and the tongue pushed; her body rolling into the tightly writhing tunnel as the beast was ready to swallow...

Cobra's screaming went silent as the frog let out a disgusting GULP, taking down her entire balled form in one fell swallow. She was squeezed tightly down the short esophagus and expunged into the beast's belly below the muck. There, she fell out of her balled form, able to sprawl out a bit, although it was still quite tight. Hearing nothing but the wafting gurgles of the stomach, the beat of its heart, and the water outside, an even greater fear filled Cobra's heart as she felt the liquid she was sitting in start to rise, and, well, tingle her body.

It got higher and higher, and she started to scrambled, only to slip back down into it. She choked as she screamed, and then looked at her hand, which deteriorated before her. One of her breasts started to detach from her chest and she let out the most blood-curdling scream she had in her.

SeiferHowling wrote:Cobra's screaming went silent as the frog let out a disgusting GULP, taking down her entire balled form in one fell swallow. She was squeezed tightly down the short esophagus and expunged into the beast's belly below the muck. There, she fell out of her balled form, able to sprawl out a bit, although it was still quite tight. Hearing nothing but the wafting gurgles of the stomach, the beat of its heart, and the water outside, an even greater fear filled Cobra's heart as she felt the liquid she was sitting in start to rise, and, well, tingle her body.

It got higher and higher, and she started to scrambled, only to slip back down into it. She choked as she screamed, and then looked at her hand, which deteriorated before her. One of her breasts started to detach from her chest and she let out the most blood-curdling scream she had in her.

Outside, the thin stomach walls were rippling with life; Cobras arms and legs occasionally jutted out in an embossed fashion from the bloated belly that was fat with her. Even whilst the acids ate her gradually away, the bulky bull frog nonchalantly robots and enjoulys the prey within while it could last. Soon only a single erotic choking moan could be heard accompanied with a sexy death sigh as the woman is reduced to nothing but a set of bleached bones that are sucked into the intestines to be later removed with the other bodily wastes. Nothing more than a set of bones and a belch that smelled of her exited the body of that fortunate creature...