Lunge Into nowhere

Written by Septia.

The horizon reclined between sky and earth, an ocean of purpul and tangerine as the star melded with eternity. It promised her excitement. A prospect framed by the iron beams Lin pressed her face to.
“You're ugly. I know that,” she affirmed. Cheeks pressed between the bars. Face sandwiched. Her face wedged in the gaps. The sights remained out of reach. Hands getting sweaty. Knuckles white. Slipping. She pulled her head back, cheeks bunching up against the bars. Once more. A third time. She twisted and wedged her face back out through the clasp of metal -Wphhobwp-. Two tubes of blonde hair wrapped around the bars, Lin letting go to amble her way back to ground level. Each graze of the cobble imprinted chills to her skin, moulding patterns stronger after each continued exposure she had placed herself in. The beads of cold stone surged through her as fissures beneath her skin. The chills sketching a map of the prison in her sinew — the dead halls siphoning into her to wring its influence onto her body.
-Ddmmfpth- As her soles landed a shockwave burrowed up her heels. The concrete ground imposing itself onto her; a punishment for Lin's gall to land on it.
Her hair retracted, chill rustling up her cheek. Two steps forwards, on the third her knees had dipped so far she fell over. So close to the ground that there was never an impact. A softness warmed her cheek and spread down her torso. A delusion, the ground was as solid, solid to the point she could only feel her own flesh the plushness of her own flesh. Once that was realised, an abnormal contrast of silk matching the contours of stone thrummed through her sinew.
Lin peered up. The window to her cell hard raised once more. Each attempt, it climbed higher. The walls themselves were against her. She could still see the wind; a purpul dot from which spread a mantle of light, between her and it stretching an abyss which siphoned hope and heat from her form.
The tower had a curve from where she was loathes angle. A thought phased through the marble encasing her head was turning into; if the tower kept growing, would it eventually curve back into itself, pierce the wall, and set her free? Would it breach from the floor, and skewer her where she laid? How would she know where to sleep? Where could she sleep safely? It was going to get darker. She presumed she would have to wait. She laid, contemplating, each wrist-girthed strand of her hair slumped in a tangle over one another – a mop left behind in the dirt of its closet.
Eyes peered up to directed to the gate, the bars keeping her in. Eyelids slapped open. One palm socking into the ground to heave herself up. She hopped to a seated crouch, raising to leave her weight at the mere tips of her toes. As the cell grew, so did the cobblestone, and so did the bars. The beams measured twice her height. Eyelids dipped, and a smirk surface crooked. She reached for it with the tendrils of her hair, and pried… -Chhrnrnncchsl- The metal bent…

“Phahha ha ha-ha… Haaaa…” Lin cheered to herself, threading her body through the beam, the cold steel set her body in a thrum of motions. The chills wew being shaved off; a skin peeled away by the every location which cultivated it. Concentrating in the residue of oils in her hair as it slid along the poles, and splatted in her wake as she trotted out into a pirouette in the hall of the prison.
“Can't stretch your legs in, captivity, I', not a sardine, am I?” Lin sung whilst squatting and hoisting up her leg so her heel swung over her crowned her head. “This place is plenty cozy when you give it a chance, there is no sense fighting against that is it, huh?” she proclaimed down the hallway, fading into darkness on in either direction, though optimism her surroundings brightened by optimism. -CRrkfkfffmdllffh-
The crashing echoed through the halls.
“Have I got something in my ear?” Lin wondered and started scratching.
-Cmfmpfth-
“Or maybe it is the other ear,” she pondered with both of the sides plugged. As the ground reverberated around her, until it all came to a halt.
“Phew, that is better.” she said and pulled her fingers free, turning around on one heel.
“Hhrrga…g…” A maw greeted her, teeth glistening with rows of teeth and beady eyes surrounding a patchwork of scales a behemoth stood before her, guardian of ancient treasures… a warden.
“Aaw, aren't you just the cutest.” Lin said and clapped her palms together, strutting up to the reptilian maw.
The creature hesitated, its jaws clasping shut.
Lin lept onto the snout. Scales rubbing through her shirt; a skin in a pathwork of porcelain rubbing in against. Her. Lin wrapped her arms in a clutch over the warden's maw. “You must have gotten use to this place by now, probably like a lot, huh? There is a lot of space to go around for large bud to scamper through. It is quite comfy as can b?” Lin wondered as she gyrated to and fro, keeping the maw of the beast locked in her embrace. -Gbrgllgpsbgsh- A growl nursed into a stale the putter of stale lard in a pan. “Boy have I been locked in there for a while,” Lin said with a coy snicker, the tendrils of her hair sloughing forwards— animated beams of clay roping over the creature's snout. “I could go with a cute and steady meal, a bit of an energy boost before I break out of here? Sounds fun huh. Got in here~.” Lin cackled, the reptile drawing its limbs backwards, as she leaned down and lapped streaks of saliva over the monster's maw. The secrued face hauled towards the woman's ace as she spread her maw wide -Chhttwwwptmp- Her lips buffering aover the girth of the maw, sprawling to accommodate the beast put before her.
“Mmgawmamwf, wmmfpwamfs You don't taste half bhhrab ferh a cuteir ehtierh,” Lin mumbled as she funneled the elongated maw into her throat. Her gullet congesting with the bulk fo the beast, swollen with a bloat decorated in hints of the tessellated pattern of cragged scales nested underneath. The beast that had towered as the shadow of her sentence, reduced to a scrambling pet. Lin gorged herself. Her cheeks protruding between swallows -Ghrrlpsgusjk-, savoring the meat of the behemoth that curved along the canal of her throat engorge her abdomen in turn.
-Ahllglptuturkst- -Oommgpths- Between swallows her hair weaved forwards, containing the reptile and reeling the creature into herself, her lips crawling over the monster's eyes while -Shhrlrpsths- its vision clouded in humidity and soon to be cloaked in darkness. Lin trailed a couple of fingers along her congested throat, tickling the taut bulbs of reptile meat descending through her tepid abyss.
-Ghmmgbglhg- -OOSmgpghtsl- She strained, let her tongue sweep over the pliant scales of the warden's tummy, following along crevices and between the armourplating before it -Chfmmpght- descended her maw. The satisfaction of her touch being graced by a new material, as cold as the stone to its interior out beneath, the poli the polished scales laid warmth, laid motion, laid contact, and. The sensation spread through her insides, abolishing the contourts of the cragged cobblestone, its tendrils of its memory filed down by the reptile pet's scales, sanding them down to a pleasant blank smoothness the more she gorged herself on it. A satisfaction she was more than willing to indulge in, to spread through her whole body, to forget her time into the tower — to capture something else.
-Bhrhrsbs- Lin's abdomen weighed into her shirt, the weight of the morsel packing through beneath her breast as tit extended the stomach, pushing its outwards in a bulbs of flesh between the baps in her shirt. -Srcrhrhtsh- Ruptures which grew and tore through seams for more of her dulled flesh to deluge from their confinement. Her lips confining to the perimeter of flesh, wedging hereslef forwards with a steady step, the wrist thick strand of her cotoure securing the beast whilse she cupped and cradled the bulk threatening her.
“Awahn ckan dhwo whell whiff a fmms, more chhwite mheaff ihn mah dieth,” she stated with her mouth stocked full of lizard's hind. Lips warped to surmount the hills of bundled up blubber, as her palms held back the weight at her core. -Cnngrcck- The creaking of fabric roused to a chorus of tears and guttural growls… until. -Crhrrlslptsh- -Ddmmpfbbffmsth- The shirt tattered, rupturing to shreds as the abdomen spilled out as a mountain of dough sloughing over her embrace, -Ssmptssht- smacking into the ground beneath Lin and providing her with a sponsor to keep her body stable. -Cbhgrggs- Bulges sailed and cressed across the mouth of stomach meat, as Lin mumbled and chuckled over the handles, cheeks of the beast ballooning her cheeks wand imprinting a faint patterns of the labyrinth of lattice of her o her meals's exterior.
-Chslspth- -Scslllputrmp- Lin smacked an her tongue over the beast's tail, the wedged and flicked in the confines of her maw. Her neck laid bloated down underneath her chest, a swollen oval consumed by her abdomen to fill stock the inflated heap, the flicks stretching out her maw to accommodate its flails, thorough its deapths. -Chglrlpgsh- Each swallow stifling its movements, -Cbhglrpgshbmp- Draining the slab of flesh deeper, -Ggglrlrksj- with the moist clutches of the throat's perilestatis tugging it down.
Lin coiled the last of the tail around the tip of her finger, feeling a thrash in her throat had cherish- distended her throat for a moment. -Sllsptsht- She stuffed the swirl of reptile past her lips, cheeks puffed out as she swirled it in her maw, one the outlines of the tail unfurling and coursing between her cheeks… -Ghmmppmmpogh- and in one gulp, arching her head back, the lumps in her face sunk flat, and the mound coursed along her gullet, steadily claimed in the embrace of her flesh, fading form view. -Huurralalpprrsp- Lin belched so her lips trembled, casting trails of spittle from her lips that soared through the wait and slapping over her cough of a gut billowing out in front of her. A scent of damp rags and zest of sweat filtered into the prison halls, Lin trailing a finger in circles around the side of her belly as she watched it slough and bump to and fro. “Pahha~mamrhaa, oo one more,” -Huurrlalpar- “That's it, oh lad you were a big one. Aww isn't this just awesome, comfy sharing a belly huh? A nice hot and saucy place to spend your time and leisure away, must be kinda cramped though you gotta admit, I do my best to provide, “ -OORprpaalalp-, “Ample room in there. And if you aren't satisfied, should’ve booked a better hotel.” Lin exuberated with her finger at her cheek, eyes lidded by smile carving up her left cheek.
-Ckkrnnch- The creak of hinges, an opening door.
Lin's eyes shot open looking every which way and then snickering as a light opened in the distance. “Going to need an energy boost about now,” she said and heaved her arms under her gut, tugging into it, sculpting the dune of abdominal fat in her arms, and, and with a heave hoopped back up on her feet as she squeezed her gut to her person. -Chrllrpsthghts- -Khplrpsthc- Crunches of and burst sofsineboats crashed the rough her abdomen as it compacted, receding back into her frame in the cacophony of -Chrllgsh- -Cksgkpsths- moist mashed goulash roaring through her abdomen, till she stood tall and sorted a beanbag sized dune of belly blubber, dipping down through the veil of tattered clothings dressing the plump.
-Bhruaalrps- “Phaa, that's easier to move in, gotta stay active and energetic, specially when your're on the run together, this is grand~.”
In the intermixed time, as the ruptorous gurgles from Lin had passed, a silhouette carved out curvaceous form in the distance. It raised one harm towards Lin.
“Come back.”
“Tssck, what is the big idea~. I'll be back before you know it, Just taking a trip down town, then out on the country, ooh country, I could visit many countries, wonder what the grub's like across the sea,” Lin triumphed, turning away form the figure and rushing through the darkness, only a few steps led her to the gate. “I'll be seeing ya keep the stove hot for me, alright?” she called out and flung the gate open, leaping through with her gut -Shghpfltush- sloughing through the air a moment after her, in the sluggish heap of congested meat plaster, -Sghhprhrothts- and then, the giddy tones of her cheer in laughter, -Chcddnng- before the gate sealed shut.

The figure stilled, staring at the vacancy the girl had left behind, then lowered her arm together. Perhaps it was foolish to keep her contained? Yet, this changed nothing, it only added further wrinkles.