Fear. That's what was completely consuming you right now. Fear.

Your situation reminded you of “Attack on Titan,” an anime that you loved with a horrifying, gory concept. That comparison kept you frozen in place. You couldn't move, no matter how hard you tried, and could only watch in horror as the giant mare gently placed you on her tongue. You were let go, and the jaws behind you began to shut.

You quickly bit your tongue to snap yourself out of your stupor. Turning quickly, you saw her teeth about to close.

“NO!” you cried, diving forward. You attempted to reach those pearly whites, but the red muscle below you went on the offensive, wrestling with you in an attempt to keep you from escape. But you fought back with everything you had, and managed to pull yourself away from your crimson foe. Standing up, you began to separate her teeth, forcing her mouth open, and allowing you a chance at freedom.

“Yes!” you declared, the mare's mouth now open. But soon your feeling of victory turned to one of dread as the giantess’s hand cane up, her pointer finger ready. She began to tickle you, and with you being very ticklish, you hardly had the ability to resist. The tickling made it hard to hold her mouth open, and soon you were brought back in by her tongue.

“NO! Please!” you shouted as you were pushed to the back of her mouth. “I don't wanna die!”

But the giantess either couldn't hear you, or didn't care, as she directed you to the entrance of her esophagus, and swallowed.

A loud gulping noise surrounded you as you began your decent. You could feel pressure from one side, and concluded that your predator was tracing your path as you slid down her throat. Soon you disappeared into her chest, a loud thumping sound accompanying your journey, and landed face first in her stomach. You slowly sat up and looked around, tears beginning to emerge from your eyes.

Was this how it all ends? To be swallowed whole by some beautiful anthro horse, and become nothing but a snack to her? You slowly curled up and began to cry, waiting for the digestion process to begin.

“Ah, you were tasty,” the giant mare said. “Sorry if that was a little scary, but you're safe now.”

At first you wanted to shout out and ask why she was tormenting you, but you soon realized she was right. The stomach acids that pooled around didn't burn like they should be. What's more, you could breathe perfectly fine in here, which shouldn't be possible.

“You okay in there little one?”

“U-Um, y-yeah.”

“Oh good. Well, my name is Fluttershy. What's yours, if you don't mind me asking?”

“S-Sarah… My name is Sarah.”

“Well Sarah, you can stay in my tummy for as long as you want, I'll keep you safe and warm.”

“Um… thanks.”

“You're very welcome.” You suddenly felt something press into the wall behind you. Quickly realizing that Fluttershy was rubbing her belly, you let out a deep sigh and relaxed. The petting was oddly comforting, and soon you drifted off to sleep.

Author's Note

By popular vote, the desicion to fight back was made. Here are the choices:

Wake up still in her stomach

Wake up in her lap