Vore Sliver

You pray that your efforts bought the village enough time to evacuate but you doubt it, once the ambush was sprung the fight was over in a matter of minutes, your friends slaughtered, yourself spared only because a bizarre mix of one of those serpent like beasts called slivers and a spider grabbed you in a net and dragged you into a web, striping you of your weapons in the process. You lie there, exhausted from struggling, fully expecting to die as a huge hulking sliver approaches you. To your surprise it doesn't simply crush you, instead grabbing your webbed form and carrying you along as the horde leaves back where they came from. After what seems like hours of traveling through forests and the odd hive structures the beasts dwell in, you are tossed into a pit and the creatures leave. With none of them watching you, you begin to try and free yourself, not making much progress before you catch a hint of movement in the corner of your eye. Craning your head to see reveals a humanoid figure climbing down the wall, she (at least you thing it's a she) must becoming to rescue you! Your struggles intensify as you hear her approach, no sense making her do all the work. You stop as she reaches you and glance up to get a good look at your savi-... she's not human, very naked, and she is definitely a she, (and as she positions herself above you, standing with your head between her feet, you get a full view of just how female she is), but not human. You remember seeing human-like figures as you were carried through the hive but none of them looked quite like this. You can't help but admire her long shapely legs leading up to those magnificent hips, her chest leaves a little to be desired...No you keep in mind her blue inhumanly smooth skin as you try to distract yourself from lusting after one of those monsters, no matter how delightful that musky smell coming from her lower lips is.
Your musing are interrupted as she begins to squat down, those lips meeting yours as she sits on your face. You thought her musk was strong before but now with your face burred in the source any attempt at resisting your arousal has become impossible, your dick strains against your clothes and the webbing that binds you as your head is in a haze, you can't tell if it's the musk or lack of air but you need to get out from under her NOW. You feel oddly unrestrained as you begin to struggle and to your surprise easily manage to knock her off, you realize the webbing is gone you can move, and looking down so are your clothes. Both lie in tatters around where she was sitting, you nervously glance at her sharp but small claws as you realize she must of torn them off of you.
The two of you stand there staring at each other for a moment before she lunges at you in a full body tackle, knocking you down once more. She is strong, inhumanly strong but doesn't seem to have been trained how to fight, you use this to your advantage as the two of you wrestle on the pit floor, your nude sweaty form against her own only serves to make you shamefully more aroused. The two of you break apart, you have to admit you are evenly matched but she doesn't seem to be tiring, you try to think of a way to win this one (no matter how much you're enjoying...no, no bad thoughts) as you feel a tingle in the back of your head. Another one (the same one maybe?) of those hulking sliver approaches the rim of the pit, and before your eyes she turns positively amazonian.
OH SHIT
You quickly find yourself pinned under her again, thankfully she's not sitting on your head this time, unfortunately she's sitting on your waist with your dick sandwiched between her ass cheeks, you'd swear it's intentional if not for the expressionless look on her face. She begins to rock her hips gently back and forth as she starts to lie down.
You try to tame your arousal as her strong, muscular body starts pressing into your own, her face inches from your own as that musky smell gets more and more intense. You feel her hot breath on your lips, (is she trying to kiss you?) as you search her cold eyes for any answers. Your search is called off as her mouth opens impossibly wide and quickly engulfs your head. Your confusion turns to panic as she begins maneuvering more and more of you into her maw. You struggle helplessly as she rolls back, lifting you up and letting gravity do most of the work as you disappear down her hot, slick throat. She takes the time to savor you, her long tentacle like tongue exploring your body as you go down, pausing only to take the time to play a bit more with your dick, keeping you at the precipice of arousal as she takes you down gulp by gulp. You enter her stomach head first, your mind immediately filling with a haze, her steaming hot depths reaking with her dizzying musk, as the tight stomach walls force you into the fetal position. You don't even try to think of a way out, the only thought that fills your cloudy mind is how painfully aroused you are, you want to cum, you NEED to cum, but you can't, you can't do anything as her powerful stomach muscles keep you in place, not even letting you move an inch. You feel it first, her hands stroking your back (if you were more lucid you'd know it was her stomach she's stroking) as she hums a wordless tune. Your last semi-coherent thought is that you can ask her to do it, so you begin babbling wordlessly, language having already left you, in an attempt to get your point across and as you talk more and more of the musk enters your lungs and more and more of the haze enters your mind, before long your mind dissolves in an aroused haze.
Hours pass, and her once bloated belly has shrunk to a more normal size, though her hips, ass, and chest are certainly quite a bit more impressive, you wouldn't complain about her breasts now if you hadn't been added to them. As she begins to make her way out of the pit she feels that the hunters have brought another catch, this one from that odd collection of dead wood structures just beyond where the last catch came from. It gets tossed in her pit and she climbs back down for her next meal.
The end