Froggy Afternoon

A few apocalypse survivors have an unfortunate run-in with a giant mutated reptile. Based loosely off the setting of "Love and Monsters".

Bryce ran through the empty field with reckless abandon, her breathing heavy as beads of sweat ran down her red face. She was in survival mode, nothing mattered except getting as far away as possible.

She was being hunted.

Her keen sense of perception was the only reason she had lasted so far in the ruins of civilization. She could read the tell-tale signs that she was being followed. Birds suddenly flying away in flocks. Smaller game running in her direction as if to escape from something larger. And when the wind shifted towards her, the faint unmistakable stench of a predator. A Gigafrog, to be specific. The Gigafrog was a slow, yet formidable hunter that was capable of chasing prey for miles. Bryce shuddered as she recalled the few times she had witnessed one hunt. Some were plenty large enough to consume a human whole and alive, as she had witnessed on more than one occasion. She decided it was best not to dwell on those memories, as difficult as that may be.

As she ran, she spotted something out of place up ahead. A dwelling. She approached it with as much caution as she could muster while maintaining her pace. She approached the short perimeter fence and deftly hopped it, running towards what appeared to be the backside of a two-story farmhouse. Slowing, she crouched down and crept up behind some bushes that appeared to surround the backyard. Peeking over, she gasped under her breath as she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Lying on the grass was a completely nude sunbathing woman, facedown and snoring. Apparently she had fallen asleep enjoying the evening sun.

A crooked grin slowly crept across Bryce's face. She knew how she would ditch this frog. She crept up to the woman, careful to not make too much noise, although she seemed to be sleeping very deeply. The Gigafrogs had an extremely keen sense of smell, and they were irresistibly drawn to the scent of human urine, which Bryce planned to use to her advantage. However, success was dependent on her not getting a drop of urine on any of her clothes. Bryce slowly slid her shorts and panties down her legs, taking them off completely. She had been unable to relieve herself all day while she was chased, much to her discomfort.

Bryce squatted over the sunbathing woman, and got to relieving herself. A high-velocity stream of urine escaped out of her, spraying all over the sunbathing woman. Bryce stifled a moan of relief as best she could, but was unable to completely as it felt so good to finally release. The poor sunbathing woman was oblivious as warm piss washed over her back, buttocks, and upper thighs.

Another long sigh of content escaped from Bryce's lips as she finished, the poor woman below her absolutely drenched in urine. The rank stench of pee entered Bryce's nostrils, causing her to nearly gag. Surely the Gigafrog wouldn't be able to resist this bait, Bryce thought to herself. She stood up and walked awkwardly to her shorts, careful not to let any remnants drip on her own legs. However mid-stride she froze when she heard a loud thud. Slowly turning around, her worst fears were confirmed: an enormous frog, well over 10 feet tall, had just hopped over the fence. Heart racing, Bryce opted to leave her clothes as she made a bee-line to the nearby trees opposite of where the frog had appeared, no longer caring about modesty or being silent.

The frog made a few hops towards the sunbathing woman, who began to lightly stir. The enormous reptile closed the distance quickly, causing her to wake up from the sudden noise and shaking of the ground. She moaned slightly and began to roll over, but the frog's tongue quickly snapped toward her first, landing on her back and jerking her into its mouth. She let out a yelp as she was suddenly woken fully, her upper half inside its slimy, green mouth as her upper body was still outside. The frog snapped her into its mouth further, until her butt and kicking legs were the only thing visible. Bryce watched as a fresh stream of pee ran down her legs, dripping down her toes and onto the ground. The frog gulped her down several more times, until she was down to her kicking feet. One more swallow and her toes were gone, she became a barely visible moving lump in its throat. The frog swallowed one final time, and there was no evidence the woman was even inside its enormous body.

Bryce sighed in relief, watching as the frog settled and stared blankly ahead. Now fed, she figured he had no interest in pursuing her further. She approached the giant reptile with renewed confidence. Indeed, the frog took no notice of her, its eyes barely open as it sat in the warm sun. Bryce figured right now would be the best shot she had at retrieving her shorts, which were lying next to the frog that had just gulped the woman down. She walked near it, heart rate slowly increasing as she approached her shorts and underwear. The frog continued to give her no notice, not even looking in her direction as she approached.

Bryce snatched her clothes, backing away before realizing she had no reason to be nervous. With renewed confidence she laughed loudly, unraveling the shorts and black panties in her hands as she did.

"Hey you big oaf, looks like that thick brunette was a big meal even for you!" She teased him, as she began putting her legs through her underwear. "Good thing you're as dumb as you are ugly. All you can think about is snatching up a person covered in piss! But once you get them, that's it, nothing going on up there huh?" The frog made no indication of taking any offense to her insults, or even acknowledging her presence.

Bryce continued to put her clothes on when she felt a warm liquid raining down on her head. She sputtered as dripped down her hair, onto her top and panties, and all down her bare legs. Confused, she looked up to see a large, round butt hanging out the window above her.

"Doesn't feel so good when it happens to you, huh!" The woman above her shouted, twisting herself as she was taunting Bryce. Bryce jumped out of the stream, but it was too late. The frog’s eyes widened, turning and giving her its full attention. About to run, Bryce’s attention turned to the woman above her now screaming. She had lost her balance hanging out of the window sill, and was falling down right on the frog. She bounced off the enormous frog before landing on the now urine-coated Bryce.

"Ooof!" Bryce exclaimed, as the wide-hipped woman landed on her. "Get off you dumb bitch!"

The tangled women stopped struggling when the frog hopped towards them, staring down the now terrified duo before it.

"You idiot!" Bryce started to berate the other woman, "You're dumb fatass just woke him up, and we're both covered in piss!"

The other woman wore a horrified expression, and began climbing off Bryce. The frog took the opportunity to snatch her with its long tongue, landing its sticky appendage on her butt and reeling her in. The woman struggled and sobbed, trying in vain to push against the enormous lips sealing her in the frog's mouth from the waist down. With another gulp, the frog brought her in past her breasts, so only her head was sticking out. "Please, you have to help me!" She begged Bryce, tears in her eyes.

With a sadistic grin, Bryce regained her confidence and walked towards the frog. With how slowly the frog was working on the woman in its mouth she knew it wasn't an immediate threat to her. Besides, one person seemed to fill him up fine, there was no way he would be able to fit three of them! Still, as a precaution, Bryce took off her pee-stained clothes to remove as much of the scent off her as possible. She reached out to the gently whimpering, desperate woman and caressed the side of her face.

"Say hi to your friend for me." Bryce teased, before ever so gently going in for a light kiss on her mouth. The woman's face outlined by the frog's lips wore a confused, scared look while Bryce walked backwards, still looking into her eyes. The frog croaked loudly, then to Bryce's surprise hopped forward, pinning her down on her back.

“Ugh, no way! How can your fatass even move?!” Bryce exclaimed, as the slimy frog skin enveloped her front. The enormous weight of the reptile pressed down on her naked body, immobilizing her. With her head sticking out from under the maw she was able to breathe and look around, but that was about all she could do. She cursed her decision to taunt the woman, who's slime-coated face was still peeking outside the frog's mouth above her. A warm glob of frog spit fell and landed on Bryce's face, causing her to sputter and shake her head, trying in vain to get it out of her mouth. She could feel the struggles of the woman above her through the frog's skin pressing down on her, coinciding with her pathetic whimpers. The woman was finally swallowed completely, her struggles renewing before settling in in the gut of the frog.

Bryce was next, as the frog climbed off her. Before she could even attempt to escape, it grabbed her upper body in its mouth and yanked her in. She was tumbled in the slippery, soft fleshy mouth, the frog tongue assaulting every part of her body, coating her in a film of dank-smelling spit. She struggled in vain against the enormous tongue that pressed over her every nook and cranny before, causing her immense discomfort. She was roughhoused within the enormous mouth, wrestling against the tongue that was having its way with her. The struggle was a full-body workout, driving Bryce to the point of exhaustion, the muscular appendage kneading her into submission before being maneuvered to the back of the throat and finally swallowed down head-first.

The muscles of the throat pressed around Bryce’s body, squeezing slowly. If the circumstances were different she might have quite enjoyed the contractions against her skin, as they were stronger and more complete than any massage she could have hoped to enjoy. Before she knew it Bryce’s head was squeezed into the stomach, which was quickly becoming very cramped. Her arms still pinned to her side due to her lower half still being in the throat, she could do nothing as her face was shoved into a soft pair of breasts as she stirred and squirmed in the stuffy, humid, slippery environment. She was steadily pressed completely inside, jammed into the fleshy prison as she felt the throat close behind her feet.

The bodies of the three women shifted and slid against each other. After the tongue's assault, the squeezing of the throat, and now the contractions of the stomach pressing the other bodies rubbing all over her Byce had become incredibly turned on despite herself. She felt a face slide into her crotch, the woman's struggles only serving to stimulate Bryce further.

Whether this was the woman who had doomed them both or the innocent person she initially sent into the frog, she did not care. Bryce squeezed the head between her thighs and began to relieve herself once again, feeling the woman between her thighs increase her struggling as she was blasted by a stream of urine. The struggling woman's slime-coated head squirming between Bryce's thighs sent her over the edge, causing her to lose control and squirt all over the woman's face. She clenched her legs together, squeezing the slippery, struggling face in a fit of ecstasy before relaxing. Exhausted, Bryce's body went limp. She could no longer discern between the stomach walls and the other two women in the stomach with her as she lost the energy to struggle, simply accepting her fate as frog food.