By the time I got up to the thing, the slime was knee deep. Have you ever tried holding a bottle to a baby's mouth while your hands were shaking? My hands were all over the place. I was scared shitless, and then the thing had to go and open its mouth.
It looked like a giant cave with snot dripping from the ceiling. They want me to put the nozzle in that?! "Fuck this!" I thought. I didn't care what the aliens did. I'd hit, punch, bite, fight, whatever, I was getting out of there. Well anyway, it didn't happen. The fish-slug thing wrapped its tentacles around my waist and gobbled me up. . .just like that.
I didn't even have time to scream. One moment I was backing up, getting ready to bolt, the next I'm in the fish-slug's mouth getting swished around like a piece of candy. Looking back, I'm grateful the thing didn't have teeth. I'd be alien compost and not recording this if it had. It was just. . .crazy, you know? Like being trapped in a big, wet rubber blanket, all warm and slimy. I screamed and flailed my arms, and my fists smacked against the walls. It didn't do much good but I couldn't think of anything else to do. And the thing's tongue was slithering and sliding all around my body, and some of the mucus was getting in my mouth.
So I was sputtering and coughing and trying to keep from swallowing alien snot. Plus. . .um. . .well. . .I'd kind of rather not say but. . .it's for the record I guess. . .I. . .uh. . .I got an erection. I'm not saying I was enjoying it. . .I mean. . .um. . .I was getting swallowed alive but. . .well. . .when the thing's tongue moved over my body, it was kind of moving. . .well across my dick and balls and. . .well, over my ass, and it. . .uh. . .kind of felt good. . .I guess. I wasn't about to cum or anything, and it was sort of ticklish, and I guess the creature was lubricating me or something 'cause next I was sliding down the creature's throat.
It felt like being squeezed through a tube of toothpaste. The walls were slick and tight and I couldn't breathe. I felt sick but kind of aroused because every part of my body, including my dick, was rubbing against the walls, sort of like silk or satin I guess. It was kind of surreal, you know? Those weird lenses made it so I could see through everything. I watched weird organs and veins slide past me, and I was screaming and squirming, or at least trying to, and then I was in the creature's stomach.
To Be Continued