Re: The Street

Sabrina Quicksilver Sat Jul 04, 2015 1:45 am

Sabrina yelped, feeling the world spinning but whether she was up or down was incredibly hard to determine and she almost gave up on the idea of trying to figure that out. She splashed about the stomach, unable to stop her movement thanks to the fact she couldn't grasp onto anything as she bounced unyeildingly from walls to the pit of the stomach itself. She let out a low whine, as her body continued to ragdoll, her body flung high into the air of the stomach as the world quaked around her. "Oh Gods...I'm going to be sick...this...this is torture" she thought, her body shaking jiggling and splashing. The acids dug through the sweater, soaking her body underneath as well. She hit something slick and her chest dragged as she slid down, her body entering the shallow pool again. "Urkkk..." she groaned, her head still spinning.

Tashia Stravinsky Sat Jul 04, 2015 1:59 am

The darkness was hard to truly appreciate at first; one is rarely, if ever, completely shut away from all forms of light. Even at night, the stars, moon, even the dim glow of a lamp in a far off house... but as time passed in the endless expanse - or so it seemed - of the fox's stomach, with not a single photon of light reaching the woman's eyes, patterns began to suggest themselves from nothing... and the screams coming from impossible-to-determine locations wouldn't help with just what hallucinations were suggested. One point that may have struck Sabrina through all this was that she wasn't melting yet, or indeed, even starting to. Whatever this goop was, and it was viscous and sour-smelling, it didn't seem to be anything as potent as one would expect stomach acid to be... even if it clung to her every curve, matting her clothes and hair to her skin. It would also irritate the eyes, on contact... not that they would do much good open in such a place.

Sabrina Quicksilver Fri Jul 10, 2015 7:03 pm

Tashia Stravinsky wrote:The darkness was hard to truly appreciate at first; one is rarely, if ever, completely shut away from all forms of light. Even at night, the stars, moon, even the dim glow of a lamp in a far off house... but as time passed in the endless expanse - or so it seemed - of the fox's stomach, with not a single photon of light reaching the woman's eyes, patterns began to suggest themselves from nothing... and the screams coming from impossible-to-determine locations wouldn't help with just what hallucinations were suggested. One point that may have struck Sabrina through all this was that she wasn't melting yet, or indeed, even starting to. Whatever this goop was, and it was viscous and sour-smelling, it didn't seem to be anything as potent as one would expect stomach acid to be... even if it clung to her every curve, matting her clothes and hair to her skin. It would also irritate the eyes, on contact... not that they would do much good open in such a place.

"Wh-what are you going to do with me?!" she cried, realizing the acids or what she had perceived were acids were not burning through her clothes yet. Her eyes burned, and her slimy blunt bangs clung to her forehead and dripped down her face. She groped the darkness, trying to figure how she would escape. Judging from the other cries of pain and misery, not many if any have succeeded yet. She'd have to try to remain calm enough to avoid them in the near future. Gods know how long they've been in here... She shivered, feeling the squishy membranous flooring beneath her sag a little. Though she didn't like the prospect, but if she needed to leave she could always try to find the pyloric sphincter and travel through the 'rear' exit. She shuttered again. Still she was up to her knees in goopy yet watery fluid. "Let me out now!!" she arching her head back, to the ceiling, though was unable to see it let alone anything in this dark expanse.

Tashia Stravinsky wrote:She could hardly be upset at this, a devilish grin taking hold of her once again as she stepped forward to pick it up, still on the map from before. Swiping through the menus, she hummed to herself... 'owned a company', was it? A lot of important contacts in her phone, then, to be sure. She would take her time going through them later, picking out those who interested her, or were fool enough to contact the phone...

There were a few contacts in her phone. Business Associates, Company Warehouse Numbers, Various Catering and Vehicular Services, the Personal Secretary of the ADN's Presidential Leader, and at a glance only a few personal phone numbers:

Brother
Long Tall and Flat
Dickless
Old Man Hawkethorne
C. White

Tashia Stravinsky Tue Aug 11, 2015 8:12 pm

Tashia snickered at the names, amused by one in particular especially... but for the moment, had no particular compulsion to call anyone. She did mull the idea of sending prank texts, but dismissed it on considering it might tip people off to what had happened. Slipping the phone into her robe pocket, she swaggered down the street, rejoining the general public, deeply enjoying the movements of her secret prisoners...

Inside, the darkness seemed to stretch out forever, although the presence of an echo suggested otherwise... and yet, just as the echo of the woman's cries came back to her, her wandering would reveal much hillier 'terrain' than before, the stomach floor rolling in larger hills and valleys than the simple bumps thus far, progress requiring her to, at points, climb with her arms as well as her legs. Were there *any* boundaries she would hit in this place...? After quite a long slog through darkness and goop, anyone would become more acquainted with their other senses, and the echoes in front of her would suggest a deep dropoff looming in front of her... was it a valley that ended in a way further into the fox? Or was it simply a pit of no escape? In the former case, what might lay beyond in such an impossible anatomy? The woman would have to make her choice, with one thing being for sure; she would receive no assistance from the vixen, whose only awareness of her now was an occasional reminder from the woman's contact with her stomach floor...

Sabrina Quicksilver Fri Aug 28, 2015 6:51 pm

Tashia Stravinsky wrote:Tashia snickered at the names, amused by one in particular especially... but for the moment, had no particular compulsion to call anyone. She did mull the idea of sending prank texts, but dismissed it on considering it might tip people off to what had happened. Slipping the phone into her robe pocket, she swaggered down the street, rejoining the general public, deeply enjoying the movements of her secret prisoners...

Inside, the darkness seemed to stretch out forever, although the presence of an echo suggested otherwise... and yet, just as the echo of the woman's cries came back to her, her wandering would reveal much hillier 'terrain' than before, the stomach floor rolling in larger hills and valleys than the simple bumps thus far, progress requiring her to, at points, climb with her arms as well as her legs. Were there *any* boundaries she would hit in this place...? After quite a long slog through darkness and goop, anyone would become more acquainted with their other senses, and the echoes in front of her would suggest a deep dropoff looming in front of her... was it a valley that ended in a way further into the fox? Or was it simply a pit of no escape? In the former case, what might lay beyond in such an impossible anatomy? The woman would have to make her choice, with one thing being for sure; she would receive no assistance from the vixen, whose only awareness of her now was an occasional reminder from the woman's contact with her stomach floor...

Sabrina stood now before this 'pit' or valley entrance. It was hard to gauge which, without her phone. "Hrmm..." she growled, looking ahead of her. She had an extremely bad feeling about this, but this was the first unique structure she had came across in a long while. Space shouldn't react like it has so far, and in a normal case she would have been forced into a tight ball, bulging from the Vixen as if she was carrying pups. She was at least thankful that she had leg and arm room. She didn't know what to think otherwise, other than wanting to leave this wretched place. She sat down upon her bum, the oozing liquid soaking through her sweater dress, her white underwear and right to her plump ass. She shivered, spreading her thighs and began to inch her way slowly down this new feature. "Alright.... nice and easy...." she gulped. It was definitely deep, and she was afraid where it was going to take her. She really hoped this wasn't a pit...

Sabrina Quicksilver Sun May 15, 2016 9:32 am

Sabrina let out a loud screech as she slid down the pit, her back slick as she slid down deeper into Tashia's belly. She wondered, was she going to be digested? Was there going to be a trace left of her once she actually 'left' this world? Would she leave alive? All these things went through her mind, her ruby eyes like pin pricks as she continued to slide down, and down....

How is any of this possible? Did I shrink? Oh gosh, I think I really am going to be but food to this clever fox! she gulped, screaming all the way down....

Shannon Quicksilver Wed Jun 15, 2016 3:41 pm

Tashia Stravinsky wrote:Tashia snickered at the names, amused by one in particular especially... but for the moment, had no particular compulsion to call anyone. She did mull the idea of sending prank texts, but dismissed it on considering it might tip people off to what had happened. Slipping the phone into her robe pocket, she swaggered down the street, rejoining the general public, deeply enjoying the movements of her secret prisoners...

Inside, the darkness seemed to stretch out forever, although the presence of an echo suggested otherwise... and yet, just as the echo of the woman's cries came back to her, her wandering would reveal much hillier 'terrain' than before, the stomach floor rolling in larger hills and valleys than the simple bumps thus far, progress requiring her to, at points, climb with her arms as well as her legs. Were there *any* boundaries she would hit in this place...? After quite a long slog through darkness and goop, anyone would become more acquainted with their other senses, and the echoes in front of her would suggest a deep dropoff looming in front of her... was it a valley that ended in a way further into the fox? Or was it simply a pit of no escape? In the former case, what might lay beyond in such an impossible anatomy? The woman would have to make her choice, with one thing being for sure; she would receive no assistance from the vixen, whose only awareness of her now was an occasional reminder from the woman's contact with her stomach floor...

The phone began to ring, vibrating Tahia's pocket.

Upon the phone's screen were the words: "Long Tall and Flat"

Sabrina Quicksilver Tue Oct 03, 2017 8:45 pm

Sabrina felt as though she had been sliding down the walls of that 'pit' for hours. Hell, she couldn't even tell if she was still sliding. The darkness, the scent of Tashia's stomach and previous victims dulled her senses, and she felt as though her ribbed sweater had began to digest in some areas. Her flesh felt numb but she hadn't hit any pools of acid yet, or she couldn't believe she had anyway. She tried banging on the walls around her again, though it was futile last time she tried. "Let me out!" she screamed to the fox, kicking the fleshy walls, her body still sliding down. Sounds around her became Tashia's natural cavernous interior; she heard screams and moans before of some other woman, but they stopped a while ago... she couldn't tell where she was heading or even if she was still in the Fox's stomach...

What if I am in her intestines? Oh Gods! Am I going to become poop?! Her fractured mind feared, her body quivering and made her struggle more!

Naomi Blazeheart Tue Jun 26, 2018 11:28 pm

Tashia Stravinsky wrote:Tashia snickered at the names, amused by one in particular especially... but for the moment, had no particular compulsion to call anyone. She did mull the idea of sending prank texts, but dismissed it on considering it might tip people off to what had happened. Slipping the phone into her robe pocket, she swaggered down the street, rejoining the general public, deeply enjoying the movements of her secret prisoners...

Inside, the darkness seemed to stretch out forever, although the presence of an echo suggested otherwise... and yet, just as the echo of the woman's cries came back to her, her wandering would reveal much hillier 'terrain' than before, the stomach floor rolling in larger hills and valleys than the simple bumps thus far, progress requiring her to, at points, climb with her arms as well as her legs. Were there *any* boundaries she would hit in this place...? After quite a long slog through darkness and goop, anyone would become more acquainted with their other senses, and the echoes in front of her would suggest a deep dropoff looming in front of her... was it a valley that ended in a way further into the fox? Or was it simply a pit of no escape? In the former case, what might lay beyond in such an impossible anatomy? The woman would have to make her choice, with one thing being for sure; she would receive no assistance from the vixen, whose only awareness of her now was an occasional reminder from the woman's contact with her stomach floor...

Naomi quickly rushed past a fox, a crate of sharp carving knives and other such cutlery tools clattered within the wooden box. "Sorry," she absently said, half smiling to Tashia who was on her phone yet. She then continued on her path towards the butcher's shop who ordered the kitchenware from her shop a few weeks back. He was a friend of her father's, so they gave him a special discount with free delivery, it was simply Naomi's draw of the straw to go out and deliver it! I hope Wilhelm likes the new blades! Some of my best are in this lot~ She giggled haughtily. She was very proud of her craft, and every satisfied customer who could agree with her was a good man or woman in her book! She made a point to hurry though, not wanting to dawdle in the street any longer!

Sabrina Quicksilver Wed Nov 11, 2020 1:59 am

Tashia Stravinsky wrote:Tashia snickered at the names, amused by one in particular especially... but for the moment, had no particular compulsion to call anyone. She did mull the idea of sending prank texts, but dismissed it on considering it might tip people off to what had happened. Slipping the phone into her robe pocket, she swaggered down the street, rejoining the general public, deeply enjoying the movements of her secret prisoners...

Inside, the darkness seemed to stretch out forever, although the presence of an echo suggested otherwise... and yet, just as the echo of the woman's cries came back to her, her wandering would reveal much hillier 'terrain' than before, the stomach floor rolling in larger hills and valleys than the simple bumps thus far, progress requiring her to, at points, climb with her arms as well as her legs. Were there *any* boundaries she would hit in this place...? After quite a long slog through darkness and goop, anyone would become more acquainted with their other senses, and the echoes in front of her would suggest a deep dropoff looming in front of her... was it a valley that ended in a way further into the fox? Or was it simply a pit of no escape? In the former case, what might lay beyond in such an impossible anatomy? The woman would have to make her choice, with one thing being for sure; she would receive no assistance from the vixen, whose only awareness of her now was an occasional reminder from the woman's contact with her stomach floor...

Sabrina Quicksilver wrote:Sabrina let out a loud screech as she slid down the pit, her back slick as she slid down deeper into Tashia's belly. She wondered, was she going to be digested? Was there going to be a trace left of her once she actually 'left' this world? Would she leave alive? All these things went through her mind, her ruby eyes like pin pricks as she continued to slide down, and down....

How is any of this possible? Did I shrink? Oh gosh, I think I really am going to be but food to this clever fox! she gulped, screaming all the way down....

Sabrina was still in the darkness... it felt like ages since she started sliding deeper... she thought she was in a deep dark void. She wondered if she was still truly alive inside Tashia Stravinsky, who was now swishing her butt and probably deciding if she was going to absorb her into her curves or... something. She also had her phone yet, which was worrisome...

Zae Azaereva Tue Sep 21, 2021 11:59 pm

A few days ago...

Zae sat patiently in the vehicle, her weapons at the ready and her Leprechaun illusion masking her appearance as some random individual waiting in the red, beat up sedan. Her 'partner' Ceras, was inside the Rolan National Bank, and she was simply waiting for the woman to return. She had picked up the job from the GaliNet, and she's worked with Ceras on a few other occasions, but the woman... lets just say was a bit on the 'volatile' side of things.

RATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA!!

"Yup... thats what I was waiting for..." Zae says with a sigh, gunfire following the screams of citizens within the building. The half succubus half leprechaun stuck a lolipop into her mouth, letting the stick bob as she waited for the woman to come out of the building with their prize.

Ceras Wed Sep 22, 2021 12:25 am

RATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA!!

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Bullets whined as Ceras shot the close quarters assault rifle one handed into the ceiling!

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"Okay, you know the drill, fill up my bags and I don't fills ya up with lead!" Ceras sneered, waving her assault rifle threateningly. A pair of the security guards came for her, but the woman dispatched them with a swift movement of her shapely, athletic legs, round housing one while hooking the neck of another around her knee... while she squeezed down on his neck, he gripped her thigh, gasping, face turning red- while she smiled!

Snap!

With a swift movement of her hips, she snapped the man's neck, and released him, before turning the gun on the back crawling rent-a-goon.

RATATATATATATATATATTATATATAT!!!

She smiled all the while, filling the man with lead from her hand rifle, the man was dead within the first burst, but she held down the weapon and painted the floor red! The others in the room screamed, and she brought the barrel of the weapon to her lips and blew the cherry red muzzle break, blowing the smoke from the tube. "Phew, well, anyone else wanna be stupid?" She asked, before one of the teller's caught her eye:

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She smiled, licking her lips. "You there!" She tossed the duffel bag hanging off her neck and shoulder. "Fill it up, and make it quick!" She hissed, and kept an eye out for the Central Police or any of Quicksilver's goons. The teller, shivering with fear did as she was ordered as the sound of distant sirens were becoming less distant... which was exciting!

She turned her head back to the quivering teller, noticing she was going to lock herself into the vault! "Ey-HEY!" She called out, leaping the counter swiftly and grabbing the woman with her left arm, yanking her back by the neck! The woman gasped, gripping her arm and shivered against Ceras' chest. "I said don't be stupid!" She reminded, before pushing her into the vault, but this time sticking close, gun pointed at the woman's back. She was a Quicksilver employee, and they were... a tricksy lot, the lot of them. "C'mon c'mon! Fill up the bag!" She reminded the terrified teller who began filling the bag with a lot of Gilex Bills. "What? No, not heavy enough! C'mon! Make the bag burst at the seams!" Ceras hissed, and the teller did as she bade.

Once Ceras found the bags weight reasonable, she slid the sling around her shoulder and neck, and then grabbed her unwilling helper in a choke hold! "About time, but on that topic, times about out! So congratulations hon, you're comin' for the ride!" She snickered whilst the Beijionese woman screamed!

Outside, the BCPD arrived, and were about to storm the building when a torrent of bullets tore at the street, forcing them back!

"Hostage! I gots myself a hostage!" She called out to them, pointing the smoking hot barrel of her gun against the teller's neck as she held her like a meat shield! She looked over to Vae, parked across the street and snickered. "V!" She screamed out above her, as to not lead on the guardsman of her accomplice's position! "Now!"

Zae Azaereva Wed Sep 22, 2021 12:45 am

Zae glanced over to Ceras... who again, called her 'V' as in 'Vae'. "...there is that constant hassle I have to deal with unfortunately each time I work with that woman..." she sighed, and noticed the hostage... taking her time not to act, as Ceras began to sweat it out. Well, at least I'll be harder to implicate... she could be screaming my name out loud for all to hear. She thought, and shrugged, waiting a few more moments to let Ceras panic, finishing off her lolipop all the while.

As Ceras and the teller were becoming surrounded, there was a loud revving of an engine which could be heard before the vehicle took shape with a bulldozer like front end! The officers of the Breland Guard were forced back as the steps were torn away by the bull dozer- conjured from the front of the vehicle thank ZAE's Leprechaun abilities. The back door closest to Ceras of the now custom sedan pushed itself open and Zae leaned out over the door, breasts hanging against the door frame, lidded, dark eyes burning into Ceras' face! "Its Z!" She says. "Z! Zed! Zulu, Zelda! For crying out loud, not V!!" She protested, as she put up a barrier to protect them from the officer's bullets! She glanced at the teller, and back to Ceras. "A hostage wasn't part of the plan!" She shouted over the gunfire, glancing back over her right shoulder at the officers trying to shoot through the magical barrier, and Zae pulled up one of her Riot 8-48 shotguns!

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The incredibly high capacity semi-auto shotgun would have been heavy in a strongman's hands, but Zae was a supernatural freak of Leprechaun mixed Succubus, so 'strength' wasn't a factor she had to worry about much!

She leveled the weapon one handed out the right side of the vehicle and began unloading the high capacity shotgun at the Breland Guard! "For Frey'd's sake, I'm trying to TALK HERE!!" She spat, not necessarily hitting anyone, her bullets tearing through the window and did manage to keep the officers at bay!

She glanced back to Ceras, her himecut swaying as she looks the woman dead in the eyes: "Well?! You waitin' for an engraved fuckin' invitation?! Get the hell in!!"

Ceras Wed Sep 22, 2021 1:03 am

Zae Azaereva wrote:Zae glanced over to Ceras... who again, called her 'V' as in 'Vae'. "...there is that constant hassle I have to deal with unfortunately each time I work with that woman..." she sighed, and noticed the hostage... taking her time not to act, as Ceras began to sweat it out. Well, at least I'll be harder to implicate... she could be screaming my name out loud for all to hear. She thought, and shrugged, waiting a few more moments to let Ceras panic, finishing off her lolipop all the while.

As Ceras and the teller were becoming surrounded, there was a loud revving of an engine which could be heard before the vehicle took shape with a bulldozer like front end! The officers of the Breland Guard were forced back as the steps were torn away by the bull dozer- conjured from the front of the vehicle thank ZAE's Leprechaun abilities. The back door closest to Ceras of the now custom sedan pushed itself open and Zae leaned out over the door, breasts hanging against the door frame, lidded, dark eyes burning into Ceras' face! "Its Z!" She says. "Z! Zed! Zulu, Zelda! For crying out loud, not V!!" She protested, as she put up a barrier to protect them from the officer's bullets! She glanced at the teller, and back to Ceras. "A hostage wasn't part of the plan!" She shouted over the gunfire, glancing back over her right shoulder at the officers trying to shoot through the magical barrier, and Zae pulled up one of her Riot 8-48 shotguns!

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The incredibly high capacity semi-auto shotgun would have been heavy in a strongman's hands, but Zae was a supernatural freak of Leprechaun mixed Succubus, so 'strength' wasn't a factor she had to worry about much!

She leveled the weapon one handed out the right side of the vehicle and began unloading the high capacity shotgun at the Breland Guard! "For Frey'd's sake, I'm trying to TALK HERE!!" She spat, not necessarily hitting anyone, her bullets tearing through the window and did manage to keep the officers at bay!

She glanced back to Ceras, her himecut swaying as she looks the woman dead in the eyes: "Well?! You waitin' for an engraved fuckin' invitation?! Get the hell in!!"

Ceras flustered, holding the hostage close and tight yet. "Y-Yeah, well, you know... why does it matter?! Its not like its your real name anyway!!" She retorted before flinching as the Breland Guard began to open fire upon them! She forgot however, that Zae, was skilled at magical stuffs, and the barrier was a literal life saver- as was her oversized semi-auto shotgun she was firing inside the car. Dang... I need to get me one of those... She thought, blinking back to reality even as bullets whizzed past her head, her yellow eyes sharply turned back to the half Leppy-half Succky, gal who wanted her to move her ass! "Oh, right!" She shoved the hostage inside, "Scooch over!" she nagged to the woman she was in the process of kidnapping, slamming the door shut behind her, pointing the assault rifle against the nape of her hostage's neck. "No funny business, I don't mind a long ride splattered in guts so sit still and shut the hell up!" She threatened the bank teller before glancing back to Zae. "Well, 'Zae' why don't you move the fuckin' car then?!" She now bellowed, checking the mag in her rifle, before slapping it back in.

Zae Azaereva Wed Sep 22, 2021 1:13 am

Zae blushed, still firing the large, rotary high capacity shotgun, but glanced back to Ceras with a grimace! "Don't say my name out loud, moron!!" She spat, before one of the bullets from the BCPD bounced off the hood of their vehicle, stirring both criminals back to alertness! "Oh, shit! My barrier's waning!" She dropped the gun in the passenger seat, grabbed hold of the wheel and put her foot to the pedal! Accelerating off the steps the dozer front end pushed aside a pair of armored swat like cars or tanks, before it slowly reverted back to its original appearance! Gaining speed because of such, the vehicle swerved past a side street where, ironically, Sabrina Quicksilver was just being devoured by a lovely looking fox, and the scene went unnoticed by both police and the burglars as they shot down the street! "C'mon, CERAS, how about you do what your good at and be loud and distracting! Get those assholes off our tails!" She spat back, full attention on the road with only the slightest glance back in the rear view mirror at the pair. Shit... the woman knows both of our names now... we'll have to deal with her later, when the heat goes down. She may still be of use to us for now... .

Ceras Wed Sep 22, 2021 1:23 am

Ceras leaned up on the backseat of the vehicle, flipping off the BCPD with both hands out the rearview window! "Hahaha, fuck yourselves you uglies!!" She spat, her fangs glistening and in a vicious, snarl that made her look like an anarchist!

She then recoiled her head, glancing back to Zae who used her real name! "Z-ZAE?! WHY WOULD YOU SAY MY---oh, right, fuck..." she suddenly flustered realizing she'd been using Zae's name aloud before their... hostage.

Gunfire from chasing vehicles plinking off the vehicles boot made her snap back to the action again, and she lifted her combat rifle, using both hands this time as she aimed it out the smashed out rear window! "Yeah yeah, keep your shirt on Zaeby-oh right, you don't have one!" She chuckled and then her fierce expression returned. Her yellow eyes got more evil looking, and she began to unload the weapon at the advancing cars! "Remember that one, skinny Beijionese Bitch? Fuck, what was her name? Rebecca? Revvy! Yeah! We should try and rope her in another heist, you know how much chaos we can sew? Oh man, I'm getting chills just thinkin' abouts it!" She says with a wicked cackle, the blaring of her high capacity assault rifle deafening for the poor teller whom huddled in the seat beside Ceras!

RATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA!!!

Sabrina Quicksilver Sat Sep 10, 2022 4:04 am

Sabrina Quicksilver wrote:
Tashia Stravinsky wrote:Tashia snickered at the names, amused by one in particular especially... but for the moment, had no particular compulsion to call anyone. She did mull the idea of sending prank texts, but dismissed it on considering it might tip people off to what had happened. Slipping the phone into her robe pocket, she swaggered down the street, rejoining the general public, deeply enjoying the movements of her secret prisoners...

Inside, the darkness seemed to stretch out forever, although the presence of an echo suggested otherwise... and yet, just as the echo of the woman's cries came back to her, her wandering would reveal much hillier 'terrain' than before, the stomach floor rolling in larger hills and valleys than the simple bumps thus far, progress requiring her to, at points, climb with her arms as well as her legs. Were there *any* boundaries she would hit in this place...? After quite a long slog through darkness and goop, anyone would become more acquainted with their other senses, and the echoes in front of her would suggest a deep dropoff looming in front of her... was it a valley that ended in a way further into the fox? Or was it simply a pit of no escape? In the former case, what might lay beyond in such an impossible anatomy? The woman would have to make her choice, with one thing being for sure; she would receive no assistance from the vixen, whose only awareness of her now was an occasional reminder from the woman's contact with her stomach floor...

Sabrina Quicksilver wrote:Sabrina let out a loud screech as she slid down the pit, her back slick as she slid down deeper into Tashia's belly. She wondered, was she going to be digested? Was there going to be a trace left of her once she actually 'left' this world? Would she leave alive? All these things went through her mind, her ruby eyes like pin pricks as she continued to slide down, and down....

How is any of this possible? Did I shrink? Oh gosh, I think I really am going to be but food to this clever fox! she gulped, screaming all the way down....

Sabrina was still in the darkness... it felt like ages since she started sliding deeper... she thought she was in a deep dark void. She wondered if she was still truly alive inside Tashia Stravinsky, who was now swishing her butt and probably deciding if she was going to absorb her into her curves or... something. She also had her phone yet, which was worrisome...

Tashia herself vanished around another alley after watching the cops and robbers scene play out and growing bored of it~

What happened after that is anyone's guess....

(Much later----> [To here])

Zae Azaereva Thu Sep 29, 2022 3:24 am

Ceras wrote:Ceras leaned up on the backseat of the vehicle, flipping off the BCPD with both hands out the rearview window! "Hahaha, fuck yourselves you uglies!!" She spat, her fangs glistening and in a vicious, snarl that made her look like an anarchist!

She then recoiled her head, glancing back to Zae who used her real name! "Z-ZAE?! WHY WOULD YOU SAY MY---oh, right, fuck..." she suddenly flustered realizing she'd been using Zae's name aloud before their... hostage.

Gunfire from chasing vehicles plinking off the vehicles boot made her snap back to the action again, and she lifted her combat rifle, using both hands this time as she aimed it out the smashed out rear window! "Yeah yeah, keep your shirt on Zaeby-oh right, you don't have one!" She chuckled and then her fierce expression returned. Her yellow eyes got more evil looking, and she began to unload the weapon at the advancing cars! "Remember that one, skinny Beijionese Bitch? Fuck, what was her name? Rebecca? Revvy! Yeah! We should try and rope her in another heist, you know how much chaos we can sew? Oh man, I'm getting chills just thinkin' abouts it!" She says with a wicked cackle, the blaring of her high capacity assault rifle deafening for the poor teller whom huddled in the seat beside Ceras!

RATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA!!!

"Oh fucking hell now you said MY NAME!! Shaddup!! Just keep SHOOTING!!" She spat, taking a side road, throwing all their planning out the window now as the Breland Guard's cronies were on every other side street they HAD planned to take! "Why the hell did you take a hostage anyway?! It wasn't part of the plan!!" She spat, driving up towards the mountain side of the aptly named 'Breland Mountain'. Their car swerved and flew up the mountainside into the brush, knocking over limbs and other such things as they flew through the forested mountainside!

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