The Prey in the Group - Arrival


Written by Septia.


“As your driver I want to give a friendly reminder to take an extra check in your surroundings for any personal details, I want you to keep my bus as clean as your mothers’ wishes your rooms were. With that said, our next stop is PLUG Unb, next stop PLUG Unb.” 
	The vistas of grassy fields and clusters of forests swept by outside. And then, flashing between the trunks, you made out the silhouettes of buildings in grand marble and gray painted boak wood. There were a butterflies in your stomach, and they wanted to come out all at once. 


~ 1 ~


Stepping off the bus with backpack around your shoulder and luggage at hand, you took in the petrichor air. It had just rained, but now then sun was out again. You took up a postcard. On the back were directions scribbled in Ezry's chickenscratch, along with a ‘lil map to a building where five smiley faces waited. Each little smiling circle brought you back memories, many years ago now… 


'Look who deigned to show up,' Lurnea had said all snazzy when you were late for movie night. 
	'As long as he brought snacks.' Caila would chime in, coiling her snaketail around herself to pass the time… 
	'Good to see ya, bud.' Ezry always so laid back, even if he was the tallest, fluffiest Bearwolfcoon around. 
	'Did you get it, did you get it?' Perrine would say, gnashing her shark teeth and whipping her scaled tail. 
	“Course I have it, hope you are all ready for… Maluk: Endless depths?” 
	And joy had spread among your friends faces. Perrine in particular running up to rest her forehead against your, back when she wasn't quite as tall as you, and pumped her fist in the air. 
	'Yeeheah, this is gonna rock to the moon,' She had called out.


Pleasant memories. Though… a bit over a year ago, you had to break off from them. It had always been “the plan” to go to PLUG Unb together, but things does not always work out. Having to say goodbye to them all… 
	Your grasp of the postcard tightened, and you flipped it over. Seeing a picture of the six of you together. Yourself riding on Kaj's centaur back together with Perrine in her sea beast glory. Caila coiled in front on the ground. Ezry lazying together with Lurnea, with her gooey body in her form fitting carapace, with just a lil of her honey-goo body pooling out in the seams of the armour. The past had been great, but thankfully, that farewell had not been forever. I You let out a long sigh, lips ticklish with glee. “Hang on guys, I'm coming back.” 


~ 2 ~


This was the place. The number of small communal dorms was unexpected. Each building looked to house about, five students, though Ezry had assured there was space. Scaling off your luggage and shuffling it to the side. You cleared your throat, reaching for the door… you gave it a light knock. 
	Footsteps. Closing in. Your heart fluttered. There was so much to catch up on, but even seeing them again felt so weird after so long apart. Would they even recognize you? You had grown a bit and your ears had grown fluffier. So maybe-. 
	-Crrrrnnn- The door opened. A great shadow loomed inside, bending and hazing forwards, past the threshold it extended its neck… a massive scaled beast of over three meters glared down at you. A vicious smile pasted across its face. 
	“Awesome, delivery finally arrived, and I don't even have to share.” 
	You stared at the white fangs dropping with drool, -Shrlp- a dollop of the translucent, steamy gloop smattering against your cheek. 
	“Just hold still,” they said, as their neck arched downwards, lips parting to unveil an abyss of lilac brawn. -Schhrlrlpth- The lips threaded going over your face, daubing sleek saliva through your crown and down your hair. Your ears glued back to your head. The pressure of the surroundings amplified by the humidity and oozing smog of salty brine; it was as if you were diving upwards into a dilapidated pool, but instead of water pressure there was tangible meat winding and contracting around you. A tremor warbled your surroundings -Bhhgrlrpghs- peristalsis cradling your torso whilst the trenches of the monster’s lips -Chhrrlrlphtsh- crawled down over your stomach. -Oogggloourk- Another swallow had them gumming their juices over your thighs as they moaned over your flavour. 
	“Mmfnfns amsmpgh awwhhy yeahg…” You could hear their vocal cord vibrating around your entire body, grinding their soft tissue over your your face and chest. Of course, you were still just in their throat… all of you could fit in this beast's oesophagus… Your form trailed under the length of the smooth scales of the beast, morphing to the sailing dunes of your form morphing down the length of her neck. The pressure alternated clenching and easing over your forms, visions of what the stomach itself might be, crept through into your thoughts. -Chrlrlpthsh- With the tugging tissue, soon you would find out. -Chhrrllrptsuh- You felt the creature's lips purse over your calves, a broad tongue lapping at your exposed skin and wedging into the back of your shoes to flick the free. -Chshrlrlpth- -Frrlflshgh- Everything so, tepid, radiating with the warmth of their body into your skin.
	“Mfmmfmpwghh phaa oooh yeah doesn't even smm, squirm, this flavour rocks to the moon~.” 
	Everything faded all at once. That phrase, that excitement, that voice booming around every fiber of your being. “Perrine?” You called out. 
	-Oughh-hgouwgrlkg-. Perrine hawked, eyes bulging and her whole frame flinching. “Wbwh-bhua, Indut?” She mumbled over your feet. 
	“Y-yes, Q-Perrine is that you?” 
	“Oh moons…” She wheezed out. The sea monster parted her maw wide, and grasped a hold of your feet. Grappling a hold of your ankles and tugging for all she was worth. 
	-Hhfrrllpgrrruulsjgh- The ripple of winking muscles whipping past you like being pulled out form a submerged accordion ruffled your senses. The sea monster trawling you out of her lips in the manner a cartoon pulls a clean picked fish skeleton our the their maw. Light striking your face as you dangled in their grasp.
	“Indut?” She asked in a cough. You hung from your ankles, staring back at her deep emerald eyes dumbfounded. Your ears slacking downwards with dripples of saliva drooling off of them. 
	“H-hi, Perrine?” 
	Their face twisted from confusion, to relief to undiluted joy. “Ooooh wow it really is you, come 'here you slimy so-and-so.” She proclaimed, flipping you over and catching you in a hung, soft scales of her neck budging up against your face. Where you had just been… “Ho you Scared me there.” -Cththgnsh- She tugged in closer for emphasis, burying you in the sleek scales. “Could have spoken up a bit sooner, you were just a couple gulps away from my gut you know ahah hah~.” 
	“Ahaha… y-yeah.” 
	“That would be a bit strange. Guess I shouldn't have assumed, since delivery already came in a while ago.” 
	With that she let you go, tumbling back to your feet in line with her gut. 
	-Ghhbrrllpgshh- A gurgle reverberating under the scales, ripples and domes crowding up at the surface, sinking and resurfacing. 
	“Come on in, the others are still busy with their classes. We will just chill until they are back, sound good?” 
	“S-sure.” 
	“Rocking.” Perrine mused and waddled into the dorm. Their tail swaying along with the bumping jostle of their stern. There was a rhythm separating the swish of the tail and bounce of the buns, like pudding on a dishwasher. Her tail sweeping over you over your shoulder to urge you inside. Yet, you remained standing; heart beating through your chest. 


~ 3 ~


You stared into the tea mug, you could barely fit your palm around it. Your face looked small reflected in tea. And the couch being so, big, didn’t help that sensation. It had one end with a raised cushion, and one clearly lowered where you had taken your spot. Suppose of those couches accommodating for mixed species size. That made sense if, Perrine had… grown this much. 
	“You comfy in there, how's the coffee?” 
	“Oh it is, good,” you responded. 
	Perrine shuffled out from the kitchenette, carrying her own mug and track of crackers. “Half a spoon of sugar and one cup of milk, just the way you like it.” 
	“You remembered…” 
	“Course I do, silly.” She slapped your back so you nearly topped out of the couch. -Grbrbglglpsh- The grumble caught your attention. “Oh, hang on…” Perrine's face contorted. -Ppfffwrrrpppprth- A fanny pitched flutter of fumes vented out her hid, a tang of bacon browned in sardine oil wafting around you. “Phaa, Don't mind me, that's just my delivery saying hi.”
	-Sfplrrsth- A soft squeal pushed through the gut as a bump swelled up, forming the vague contours of a palm, -Chhlrrph- -Chrlrplth- brushed back and forth accords the gut In a greeting. “Ah, yeah, ok I ah… Didn't know you were up to that kind of stuff.” 
	“What can I say?” Perrine said as she lowered her hind into the couch, and you felt your end rise up from the displacement in weight as the kilos of booty -Cllpgth- swamped the cushion, “I am a growing girl.” 
	“You got that right, weren't we the same height last time?” 
	“I was?” Perrine said, holding her palm over her head and reaching it out over towards me. Still over a meter above me when we were sitting. “Huh would you look at that, Guess we have grown a bit, must just not have noticed.” 
	“I… see.”
	Perrine scrolled through her phone. 
	You kept staring down the coffee, scrying for answers. “How, did you come to uh, eating-…” 
	“Munching?” 
	“That.” 
	Perrine leaned back, weight displacing in the cough and cheeks -Sfft- drawn up from the cushion in your direction as she lounged back in pondering. “Think it started on the job, I took up being a lifeguard a good while ago. It’s a smooth and great gig, but there can be some, accidents, especially with the ones really squirming out there. Hah, and you know, sometimes I've ferried back people I've saved in my guts, and once on the shore they just, don't wanna get out.” She patted at her gut for emphasis. -Bbdwngsh- -Glglpguh- Ripples cressed over this hills of blubber. “And you know those jerks back at school?” 
	“Uhm.” 
	“Yeah you know the ones, after you left they came up to me one time, but… I thought about how you always stood your ground with us when we were together.” 
	“Yeah?” 
	“So I decided enough was enough.” 
	“Oh, that is great to he-.” 
	“So I crammed that dingus right up my ass.” 
	“O-… oh.” 
	-PpwperffBbrrlfpth- A flutter of fumes fanned from the fanny, watching as the pucker rose up from the couch, and the flood washed over your lap, with the tingly warm ooze of gullet smog. 
	“And you know what? The best part, they were all total gut sluts, really discovered themselves crammed up my backdoor and hoo man.” She sloughed back full, lounging over the couch with thighs bunched up and pucker aimed straight at your face. Her tail slumped behind you over the back of the couch and up on the armrest, encircling you towards the brim. -Bbrpf-bffss- A thin whistle petered out, Perrine was holding back, though the silent vents infused the air with mouldy lemon marinade. 
	Your cheeks grew rosy. “Uh-huh… You don't say.” 
	“Ye-heah~. And I, properly clogged, like, three stalls with them. I am talking like surface to drain chock-full of smooth fudge. First time they'd ever been smooth, ammiright? But yeah after that I got upgraded lavatory privileges and things have been fine since then. 
	“Uh… huh.” Their thighs shifted closer. Her legs bumping up against yours, pushing you towards the armrest as she lazied back, that broad brim flexing between her cheeks hone a hand away from your face. It… was almost as big as your face, a smooth, doughy with only the occasional fold inwards towards the pit… You swallowed. “And how-.” 
	-Pffbbrprth- The brim parted to unload a flutter of flatulence, heating the air in the brew of jerky and smoked in lockerroom funk. “Scuse that, you were saying?” Perrine said with his long neck peering around the side of the booty wall built up between the two of you. 
	“O-oh you know just, I mean we've, last time I…” 
	Perrine tilted her head as you tried to compose a sentence. -Ghhbrbglglgs- -Chhrrllrlgha Gurgles and growls curled out of Perrine's gut, the shark-beast -Cbbgpghs- swarming up their pucker bumping up against the side of your face, for a moment, kissed by a moulding brink of plump skin, weighing over your cheek and forehead. 
	“Pmfmg, ha, Phew. 'Scuse that, still gets a bit upset at times. Hey, think you could lend me a hand? Could really use one of those tummy rubs you used to gimmie~.” 
	That… was different. “S-sure.” You decanted out of the couch, panting as you were free from the proximity of the pucker, and shuffled up to her gut weigh. -Chbgbgh- It weighed into the couch cushion, the front bulbous and jiggly whilst the rest laid compressed against the cushion, the scales flagging belly flattened in Perrine's lounging. You reached up, an, fingers couching her scales… moist… soggy even, though it didn't feel like your skin was getting wet. You fingers trailed down the gut, soft scales gently budging and fidgeting under the brush of your fingertips, -Cbhgh- until they found some resistance. 
	“Oo, right there, can you work around there?” 
	You just nodded. Second hand joining as you squeezed the lower corner of the gut -Cbbfflflsh- A slog of coagulated tar rippled from the supple skin. Your palms cupping into the stomach and plying it together, between your hands, closing in tighter and tighter as a muffin top of pudge formed between your hands, until they were close enough to meeting and -Chhrlrpthts- you gently shoved them down, kneading the drove back into alignment with her tummy- 
	“Mmfmpghhr…” She murred above, and the sound surged back through the gut, in a wave of blubber expanding and contracting along with his breathing, swelling in a wave over your arms before sinking back in. It let your fingers -Spllgsh- wade deeper into the sough scales. You felt the resistance caged up in there, sluggish bales of chyme brewing down, throughout her gut, macerating under the stir of acids and muscles. Then draining… down towards their bowels… 
	“Mmf…” 
	You shuddered a bit in their moan, pulling your hand back for as it was venturing further down their tract, towards their lap… It rested back on the gut, -Cbhglgpgh- sinking in under the soft gurgles and contractions of the abdomen. Just watching the waves of chub rise and deflate, inflating into your grasp as lissom pudge and sinking in, drawing you towards it. Ear resting against it, and the world… faded into a series of -Vghhrhg- churn of echoing tugs and plies of congealed cement, mixing and sloughing into itself in roiling compressions and sequels -Vhhrrlpgsh- -Cljjpsh- 
	“Mmfngfofyeeah~.” 
	You heard it echo in the guts, and drew your head back. Panting heavily. There… really was someone still in there. Someone your, kneads, gently help work down. -Cbbggsah- Your compressions vibrated the gut like a sack of olive oil -Chllfpbghgsh-. It was similar to the throat, but wider, echoing, cradling in with soothing chyme bubbling around them. 
	“Mmf. Bhuurraalp, haa that feels so nice… how did I live without those rubs.” 
	You looked up, swallowing. “You, like it? It is a bit harder when, you are so big.” 
	“Phss, oh you~.” 
	“Aha… well, I, kinda mean it. Must be a bit of a shift for the others with you growing that big, and… eating, people.” 
	Perrine blinked at you. “Ooh, yeah you really have been gone a long while, huh.?” 
	“I… yeah?” 
	“He smirked. “We have all gone through some adjustments, I think I only got some context for my size when, well, when yo showed up.” 
	You froze, palms and arms sloughed to the gut still radiating heat into you as she spoke the next sentence. 
	“Everyone has stayed about the same from my view, and I think we all indulge in the occasional squirming treat for a munch.” 
	The sentence felt slow, revolving through your head. Did she really mean… ‘Everyone… about the same… Everyone… indulging.’
	“But… the couch, isn't it for, mixed sized species?” 
	“Hmm?”  She mumbled as you pointed to your half, cushion compressed lower for easier access. “Oh that's just Kaj's spot. She and that horse hind of hers really did a number on it over these past months.” 
	You stared at the cushion. The more you looked, the more you realised, they were the same cushion, this one was just… flattened, compacted under great pressure, and further in, spotting two arcs of a massive butt groove. 
	“A-aah… I see.” 
	-Dkkdhf- The door opened. “Hey house, I'm back, and I brought the snake with me~.” Came a singsong tune along the tapping clops of hooves. 
	“The snake demands sacrifice of tasty titbits and movie marathons.” Came a second, lower tune. 
	They soon rounded the corner into the communal room. A centaur nearly matching Perrine in height, a smooth androgynous physique with two braids flowing down his neck, and slithering after him a lamia smacking her lips. 
	“Oo,” the cheery centaur cooed, “Perrine, whos your little morsel companion, they look adorable.” 
	“Hey you snackin’ without us? I've only had one today and I'm starvin'.” The lamia said shuffling closer towards you across the floor, licking their lips. 
	“Hey, Caila, hold those haunches, I know I didn't recognize them on first blush either but… take a closer look.” 
	Caila slithered up, scrutinizing you a nose away from your head. Behind her the reptilian tail stretched back all the way to the door… She smacked her lips in your face, a light breath of soda and… papier-mâché? Before a -Bhurualp- light burp wafted over your cheeks. Caila planted her hands on your cheeks, squished them together, furrowed her brow. Then gasped. “Oooh my moon, it's Indut.” 
	Kaj's equine tail flared up and his eyes opened wide. “Indut? You… you really did come.” 
	Perrine shuffled out of the way so Caila and Kaj closed in on you, clamping you into a hug on both sides from their demi-halves grinding up against your frame, overlapping hugs clumping your shoulders together. “H-hey g-guys,” you wheezed out, “y-you sure have grown.” 
	“And you are the same bite sized cutie that you always were~.” Kaj declared and squeezed you into into his chest.
	“Y-yhea… yeah…” 


-Glbbgr- -Ffrlrlghrrbghhs- Back in the cough… sandwiched in a sea of gurgles; on one end Kaj sat back on her spot, his taur half billowing up over both the armrest and yourself in a blanket of hot tub. On the other side were Caila, all her coils bundled together like a stack of pancakes budging into your frame. Each of her coils packaged in a myriad states of stuffed girth, though all -Gbbrlglgsh- gurgling and twisting as the lamia shifted and curled. She kept grinding the sleek scaled pudge to and fro, grinding you like a rolling pin back into Kaj's uniform grey tummy coat, speckled in whites and brown patches that distorted to the pressure inside. -Fpsss- A faint huff of a vent whispered somewhere in Caila's coils, though you couldn't place it, the aroma of soy based turkey stewing in a ditch reached your face from all directions.
	“Phaa, dun worry bout the smell, could be a lot of worse, and me crapping out farts by you just shows how close and cool we are, right? You big deserting ass?” Caila mused and sound her body back into you. 
	“Language, please, are you not happy we have our dear friend back~,” Kaj cooed.
	“Yeah, just saying yours are worse.” 
	“Pay her no attention Indut, I'm the same stable pal you remember.” He said and hoisted a cup of tea to his lips. -Bbghrhrgllgpgsh- A tremor shook the Kaj side of your body, the curling broil of his bowels echoing through head, spiralling, until it silenced. 
	-Shhrllpu- Kaj took a sip. 
	-Pphtwrrppbbooororpppthhtbgpht- A depth charge of a bassy fart detonated in the couch, the torrent of smog smothered into the cushion and still soaring out in bulbous clouds thought every nook and crannies they could fit through. An odour of torched rubber wrapped in fermented caggage sunk into your nostrils as the reverberating hind and belly kneaded into you, and this was with the brunt of the discharge absorbed by the pillows. “Phah ha…” 
	“Haaa, so refreshing,” Kaj sighed and took another sip of her tea, acting oblivious to the mine he'd just laid. 
	Caila snuggled up to your side and snickered, “Told you.” 
	“Phg ha. Ha. Y-yeah. So-so… how have you, been Kaj?” 
	“Oh I have been just splendid. Indut we have so much catching up to do.” Kaj shifted in the cough, rolling me closer to the front of his belly, on the edge of the cough as he brushed down the back of my hair. “Do you still remember my dream?” 
	You still felt, somewhat, compromised in this position, but nodded. “Of course, you wanted to be an animal caretaker, how are your studies going?”
	“They are great, but, I already have an ‘in’, I am working at a nearby shelter~.” 
	“Oh that is amazing to… but, nearby? Isn't most of this all just campus?” 
	Perrine nudged your shoulder. “He means nearby for a centaur~.” 
	“Correct. But I appreciate the exercise, and you do have to come with me one day though you will have to hold on tight, it gets bumpy.” -Bbgrlpghghhsh- -Gbghghb-  His stomach slouched and jostled, sagging forward sand drooping down off the cough in a broad pouch of blubber and shudders. The centaur patting his gut to shuffle it up on the cushion. “Perhaps not as bumpy as this particular ride~.” 
	“O-oh you too, huh.” You mumbled. “How come, you started?” 
	“Ehr rhm… sometimes, I do have to protect the shelter. Can you imagine, there are still poachers in this day and age? And, one thing lead to another, I donate most of my fertilizer too, so all goes to a good cause.” 
	“Thank the storms for that…” Caila mused in a snide way, winking at you. “Or we could never keep the wind's shut.” 
	Kaj coughed in her fist. “But I have been chugging down the occasional willing 'pastry' as well. You know I could never resist those baked goods. But how has it been for you? My sincerest apologies for mistaking you for a mere snack before, though, you do look like you could fill out that spot~.” 
	Thankfully, your flustered was obscured by on both ends by tonnes of demi-human blubber. “Uhe aha, hey, W-Caila, how come you, started, ehm… 'Munching'?” you posed, to change the subject.
	“Was bored.” 
	You held that pause for a few seconds. Whilst Caila slurped up some coffee with her forked tongue and sighed. 
	“What?”
	“I thought there was, ehm... Thought there would be more to it.” 
	“Peeps are tasty. Get bored, get hungry, get eatin'. Pretty straight forward, like me.” 
	You looked at the yarn-ball of a snake folded and wound on the couch next to you. “Right.” 
	“Hey hen-heads,” Perrine called, “I've got a bit of a classic to put on, you up for some, Maluk trilogy marathon?” 
	“Sschhweeet.” 
	“That would be delightful. But, should we not wait for the others?” 
	You realised you hadn’t seen Ezry anywhere. Wait… If they had all started, munching… did that mean Ezry had been… 
	“Ezry said they would be busy, there is some, event? Said something about it happening three times a year.” 
	“Suppose that’s fine.” 
	“Let the gamer game, leave the movies for the rest.” Caila chanted. 
	Perrine continued. “And Lurnea should be done with her classes any moment now-.:” 
	-Cllpthth- The door slammed open. -Chbglrlpgsh- A lurch and chug of jelly rustled from the hallway “Phaaa, suppose I am the sole member of our lil' clique still working for extra credits? But you are out of your minds if you believe I would miss this movie night.” The liquid chugs and glorps from the hall sounded familiar. And soon, a familiar yellowed and black polymer carapace shifted forwards. 
	“Hoo, I have to unwind some, you are fine with me letting the twins free, aren't you?” asked the smooth supple voice of a go amber hued slime stepping into the communal room. You recognized Lurnea's face straight away. Slimes were naturally amorphous, meaning changes in her appearance was less surprising. But her carapace begged to differ… Some slimes preferred to keep their stature contained when interacting with others, and thus acquire a certain, shell or armour parts constructed to keep their fluid body contained. Last you saw her she would pass for a human in her tight suit, were it not for the gooey face and hands. But… what stood in the hall was a voluptuous, bloated, honey slime drooling behemoth. She was toting a proper wasp abdomen behind abdomen behind he all enclosed in a polymer, black yellowed striped husk. And her chest…, had blossomed out in the form fitting suit to easily surpass her head. Just now she was in the process of -Chhrrlprth- detaching the breastplate and letting the gelatinous, semi opaque tangerine honey goo -Sjjrlluusrch- slough free. A pair of gargantuan golden dew drops jiggling down from her jelly self. 
	“Haa, oh, come no, what are the stares for, there is barely anything to-… Girls… what have you there?” Lurnea asked, brushing back a globule of darker honey that made up her hair a she peered towards the demi humans occupying the couch. 
	You peeked up between them. 
	“We got a very special guest~.” Kaj mused with a wide grin. 
	“He's as cozy as ever.” Caila added. 
	Lurnea jaw dropped, her chin drooling down towards the base of her bosom, but reeling back as her eyes glazed and settled into a suave smile. “Well well… if it isn't my special little guy. Think you can hide from me? When I haven't seen you in over a year? You are breaking my gooey ‘lil heart, come here Indut~.” 
	Always so certain and decided, Lurnea was a welcome sight. -Chrlpgh - -Bhrhbrgh- You managed to wedge yourself out of the holds of Caila and Kaj, getting a few gaps of air before stumbling towards her. Even Lurnea had to get on her knees to be at your level though… 
	“It has, been a very long time, I have missed you, and, I am here to stay.” 
	“Aw, look how you have grown, here I was worried I wouldn't get to see that adorable mug of yours until after Uni, always ready to make space for our 'lil drop of sunshine, come here…” Lurnea mused and wrapped her arms around you. 
	The warmth of radiating through the vambraces keeping her arms in check, and the light sticky tough of her hands at your back. This… felt like the first, proper hello, the kind of greeting you had expected. This was something your remembered, her sweet sugary scent, her comforting demeanour, the warmth of genuine care, it anchored you to reality. Things were going to be alright. 
	-Ghsllls- You rested your head above her chest. Feeling the touch of her goo prop up your forehead. -Ghhr- Then around your cheeks. -Ghhrlrsph- Then on your hair. You opened your eyes, staring into the amber goo, as it gradually caved in around your features. -Cggrrllgpghshsh- The surface tension wavering her body wavering as your head sunk inwards, a the sludge welcoming and closing around your head in an embrace of crude tar, sinking into Lurnea's exposed cleavage as her hug only tautened around you.
	“Mmm ooh our lil' baby Indut, missed you so, so much…” Lurnea mumbled around you, twitches thrall the way from her face down along her chest the rest of the soundscape of the dorm muffled as the valley of honey that was her rack bound up over your hears. 
	Soon you couldn't feel the surface around your head anymore, there was only a uniform pressure of dense honey tar shifting around you, like melting marshmallows. You felt the honey displace by your form as you were swallowed in by the in the deluge of dense slime. -Chshhgrlpgsh- -Shhfllgpgsh- The descent was slow by the sheer density of Lurnea's body, moving with the squelch of pouring molasses through a straw. -Chslpthts- Your shoulders dipped under her surface, whilst your torso was plastered up against the bountiful bosom, smothering into your frame in its supple globules. -Chsrlpsth- Though this soon parted, divoted, and moulded up around your body, encasing your chest in a shell of sprawling, sweet syrup. The texture of congealed nectar draping and sprawling as it met your form and draping across your clothes, gumming them to your skin under the pressure of malleable bulk. It was thicker than mud, and yet you cleaved into its embrace, denser than your surroundings by just a smidgen, doomed to sink into its engulfing embrace – like a lone meatball resting upon a spread of molten cheese. 
	“Think you could have spared us a few more calls you adorable thing…?” Lurnea mused as she just sunk into the embrace, even with you sloughing halfway through her frame her arms were still at your back, tugging, squeezing you into their tub of doughy caramel that made up her body. Tugging tight to -Cghgbrllgpsh- trudge you deeper through the nec-tar-pit of her torso. 
	“Ehm, Lurnea?” Caila mumbled. 
	“Hmm? What is it?” 
	Caila made a motion to her chest. 
	Lurnea peeked down, and peeled her mitts off of your back -Chhrrllrpshtsht- long tethers of honey tethering elongating from your back and her fingers. -Chhrrlpcusuth-. The lissom sludge coralling over your back, puckering up over your like a hungry anemone. Gravity weighed you down and forced your legs upwards -Chhrrlpghths- sticking up from the confines of Lurnea's chest as the only part of you free from the encasing onslaught of warm sugary gelatine. 
	“My, almost looks like I have missed you, a touch too much.” 
	“Hah, believe me, easy to make that mistake,” Perrine said and sauntered up. “I'll give you a hand in-.” 
	Lurnea held up her broad gooey mitt, planting up a finger to Perrine's lips. “A moment…” Her form quivered, jolts of activity through the goo warped and mounded over your frame. Leaving you shuddering in the activity of the gellated massage plying and worming down your body.
	Lurnea opened her blank eyes and smiled, then leaned in to whisper something to Perrine. “They will be safe bathing in my tit, for just a tad longer. I did say I had room for you, didn't I?” She mused down to you and hoisted her chest, clapping them together with a splatter of -Twwlcpfllfsh- that enveloped over your thighs and crawled up your knees. “You can be my lil candid heart for the evening.” -Twwhrlprth- The chest clapped together again, anchoring down your chins so just your ankles wiggled out of her bust. “Doesn't that sound nice~?” she mused and trailed a digit around your shoes, -Cllrlpf- -Cllpthts- Small claps and kneads of her chest smothering you down, and a final, -Thtllprsh- push from her hand of her palm sealing you down in into the tomb of honey -Sllpfthsp-. 
	You gathered your senses, shuddering and twirling upright, head just out in line with Lurnea's bust, the rest of you ample space to move around within her frame. You inhaled, a, he slime ahead parting into minuscule gaps, ferrying air from the outside, even in the depths, submerged in the gelatinous custard of Lurnea's body, you could breathe freely, staring out at the honey glazed tint of the room, and your old friends. 
	Lurnea rubbed over her bust, patting over her belly with a smile. “You do sit quite well, Indut, You don't mind me being just a lil too excited and,” -Twthplp.- she smacked her tummy with her palm, momentarily merging the two together and sending ripples of molasses and kneaded into your frame, as her arm palm brushed along your side, “gobbled you up, do you, Indut?” 
	“T-that i-is…” 
	“Do you… Indut?” 
	You swallowed. “I-I don't mind.” 
	“That’s a good boy~.” Lurnea appeased and sauntered up to the armchair by the couch, -Chbbgghs- sloughing back into the and giving the others a smile. “So then, movie night, was it?”