Deflowered and Devoured (Soft Plant Vore Erotica)

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I've been tagged a few times with this one, and I like reading other peoples' 25 random things, so I've decided to post my own. I'm not going to tag anyone else though, because some people resent that kind of thing, you know. Besides, everyone's eventually going to be tagged with this one anyway. Inside the mouth of the monstrosity Sarah's arms and head was being forced into the plant's slimy throat. It was tight and slippery. Then her small feet were brought in and the plant closed its mouth. Sarah had been devoured, a simple piece of meat. Not a young girl, just food. She squirmed as her midsection was forced into the 'throat' of the creature but in actuality it was the steam of the plant. With a final swallow the young teenager was sent down the stem of the plant. She squirm and cried out as the barely clothed girl was forced down the tight steam. I tend to ramble when I write prose. I haven't decided if that's a good thing or not. At least I don't write like someone who thinks they're going to be the new Hemingway. READ THE TAGS. You probably won't like this story. It features a lot of extreme erotic violence and death in a clearly fictional setting that most people will find disturbing. It is EXTREMELY NASTY. Don't say you weren't warned.

I have an early memory of standing in the yard of my grandmother's house in Bolinas, trying to learn to whistle. There was a hummingbird flying around the yard and it suddenly swooped down and skimmed through the top of my hair. At that moment, I whistled. I think that film photography is one of the most spectral, beautiful, haunting technologies ever invented. When you snap the shutter on a film camera, actual photons of light generated by the physical moment itself make their way onto the film strip and burn an image into it that is both a record of the moment, and contains a physical trace of the moment itself. Digital cameras take this trace and convert it into data, but the film trace is always also a physical part of the moment when the shutter snapped open. The film images of dead friends contain the actual physical trace of photons of light that that were reflected from their living bodies. Every film negative contains the actual physical trace of a moment in time, like an artifact from an archaeological dig. Sarah cried out as she felt the tight stem press onto her body. She made a silhouette in the stem that could be seen as she was slowly sent down to the plant's stomach to be slowly digested. She wriggled and squirmed in the stem, trying desperately to break out of the plant. Outside of the plant Mrs. Anderson placed her hand on the steam and grinned as she felt Sarah's silhouette travel under her hand. She turned grinning to the camera.I have a proposal." Mrs. Anderson replied. She went on to explain that she needed a girl for a photoshoot. She would like to use Sarah. Sarah would be tied up in various positions and in certain perilous scenarios. Sarah blushed as she listened to the proposal. "So, are you up for it?" Sarah looked at her teacher for a minuet before slowly nodding. Sarah let out a cry of agony as she tried to escape. It felt as though she was in a liquid white fire. Her stomach felt as though someone was taking sandpaper to it. Her body convulsed in pain and she cried as she realized that her fate was to be nothing more than food. The hours went by agonizingly slowly. Sarah wanted it to end but it didn't. She felt the skin on her abdomen dissolving and her calve muscles were being kneaded and getting turned into a soupy substance. Hi Sarah." Her biology teacher replied. "I like your dress." Sarah blushed a bit as Mrs. Anderson admired her form, her dress didn't even make it halfway to her knee. I'm going to have some fun." Mrs. Anderson said. Sarah was tied with her wrists and elbows tied together above her head, and her knees and ankles tied firmly together. She had six strips of duct tape plastered on her lips. She squirmed a bit for the camera, Mrs. Anderson had a video camera rolling while she also took pictures. However she set the camera down and sat by Sarah and stroked her hair. Please let me out! Please it burns!" She yelled out pleading, She could be barely heard outside and Mrs. Anderson smiled as she heard the poor young teen being dissolved. She had set up a tent so she could spend the next couple of days watching Sarah digest. As the day went on she enjoyed hearing Sarah's cries of agony from the digestion pod.

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By now Sarah was resigned to her fate. She cried as her body was dissolved. She knew there would be nothing left of her. All she was was energy and nutrients. Her hair however wasn't digestible. Her body was a treasure trove of nutrients and energy. She was in agony during digestion. By the afternoon her ribs were exposed and being dissolved. She wasn't even able to squirm anymore and her abdomen muscle had been dissolved. The pain climaxed and then all of it went to way. She closed her eyes and painlessly drifted away to a land of butterflies. I love it when they beg." Mrs. Anderson said looking at the camera. "Amazing really. Fourth young girl I've taken from the high school and turned into food, and they're still none the wiser." Language: English Words: 804 Chapters: 1/1 Collections: 1 Comments: 22 Kudos: 67 Bookmarks: 3 Hits: 9,588 Just a few more minuets dear." She said. She walked over to the camera and whispered into the camera. "We need to make sure she's cooked thoroughly for the guest of honor." She then walked over and spun Sarah a few more times. Her skin was very hot and she was sweating profusely. She whimpered until she was rolled off the fire and she was unattached from the spit. Her arms and legs were still bound, but at least now she wasn't over a fire. Please it hurts!" She yelled. She coughed as she got some acid in her mouth. She convulsed again. The tips of her fingers had gone numb as the nerves and muscle was dissolved. Her clothes -the little she had on- were being slowly broken down. As the day went on it got worse as the skin was dissolved from her midsection and then her thighs. The pain intensified even more. She squirmed desperately but only made the acids stronger. By the time that dusk and night rolled around most of her skin had been dissolved. The plant loved Sarah's taste and was getting so much energy from the girl.In a world where people can swallow other people whole, digest them painlessly, and reform from being digested, a mother enjoys swallowing and digesting her six children to have an evening to herself. Series

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In a dystopian world where young boys welcome death and seek it out anywhere they can find it, the boys of the local elementary school are exploding, and third grader Timmy is feeling very left out. What is a boy to do when all his friends are blowing themselves up for fun and sexual pleasure? Join in, of course, with help from Mr Walker's Amazing Big Bang Pills! Language: English Words: 3,762 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 19 Kudos: 185 Bookmarks: 8 Hits: 17,054 Sure- Mrs. Anderson, sounds like fun." Mrs. Anderson grinned from ear to ear. "That's great Sarah, please follow me." That night Sarah couldn't fall asleep. Her abdomen muscle was on fire as the muscle was dissolved into protein for the plant. Her skin was turned into soupy enzymes to keep the plant healthy. Mrs. Anderson smiled as she read a book by the fire while listening to Sarah's moans. Over the course of the night the putrid smell got worse as she felt the stomach juices seep through her muscles. Her skin had been dissolved over the course of the night. She laid on the cool ground and took deep breaths. Mrs. Anderson watched the young girl's breasts rose and fell as sweat covered her body. Her bound body was tired as she looked around wondering if they were finally done. I have a deep and abiding memory of the moment when I looked at the word "t-h-e-r-e" and it coalesced in my brain as the word "there." It's the first memory I have of being able to read spontaneously without having to sound out the letters, bit by bit. It was like magic, or even possession.