Alternamorphs 2 vore scene

Chapter Twenty-Two
You run.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Jake is right in front of you. Ax in front of him.
The others are behind you somewhere. I’m glad my legs aren’t as short as Marco’s, you
think.
You can hear the dinosaurs closing in.
Boom! Boom! Boom! A sound like rolling thunder. Like a train bearing down on you.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Here and there, you catch a fleeting glimpse of the herd. Long necks. Huge tails. Big and
heavy enough to smash you like a steamroller.
Your leg muscles burn. Your lungs ache. But you push yourself harder. Fueled by fear.
<A T-rex!> Tobias yells. <Heading this way!>
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOMBOOMBOOM!
Closer, closer. The thunder grows louder. Surrounds you. The herd is all around you.
You try to run with it. But the long-necked dinosaurs are faster. And they’re also fueled by
panic.
WHAMMMM!
The ground bounces, stumbling you to your knees.
“ScreeeeeEEEEEE!” a long-necked dinosaur squeals in panic.
A shadow that blots out the moon and stars. Trembling, you turn and look. Then—
CHOMP!
“Agggghhhh!” you scream.
Darkness. Hot breath. A slimy, rough surface beneath you. A tongue!
You’re in T-rex’s mouth!
GULP!
Pressure on all sides. Squeezing you down and down some nightmare tunnel.
You’re being swallowed!
A bigger opening. Liquid all around. Water. No, no, no. Too hot to be water. Digestive acid.
You’re being digested.
You are blind. Deaf, except for a sound of churning. And the steady bass drum of a heart
beating.
You grin up against warm flesh, up against something that feels like bones. T-rex’s last
snack?
You’re holding your breath. You don’t want to breathe in the battery acid T-rex has in its
stomach.
What can you do?
With a desperate burst of energy, you try to claw your way out. But it’s hopeless. You can’t
grab onto the smooth flesh lining the dinosaur’s belly.
What can you do?
The Ellimist has given you only one morph: roach.
You begin to morph.
Almost immediately your oxygen-deprived brain calms down. Your thinking grows clearer.
Roach bodies can live longer than humans without much air.
You’re growing smaller. Now the churning of the stomach isn’t so painful.
You’re alive. But for how long?
You pass out. Wake up. Pass out.
When you wake up the second time you notice the stomach has stopped churning. Your
roach senses can smell fresh air.
You force the roach toward the air.
Run!
Up a tube the size of a water pipe.
Run!
Out into a cavern lined with sparking teeth.
Run!
Across a plain of pink flesh.