The space was cavernous and already filled with the bodies of that week’s catches. Each one was encased in her own personal slime hell. Catherine shook violently in her prison of goo, trying to escape her fate. Oxygenated slime was being pumped through her veins, carrying acid all over her body, killing her slowly, but also keeping her alive for as long as possible. The Slime Mimic was taking its time to enjoy its meal. Every breath with ruined lungs was pure agony. She wished she was dead. The slime supporting her frame was the only thing keeping her standing now. It lowered her ass into a squat and started to squeeze her belly. Her mother had taken her to temple every week to listen to the sermons as a girl. She knew well what happened in the afterlife to cowardly sinner’s who defiled themselves in their last moments of life. The act of cowardly defiling the ground that held her ancestor’s bones was the line that separated the warriors of the villages, from the monsters that preyed on them all. To die a coward was the most humiliating thing that a girl could do. What her mother would think of her.

Catherine squeezed tight, trying to hold in her shit, but her burned out sphincter couldn’t stop a thick turd from escaping into the goo, and plopping out onto the floor. Afterwards, defeated, she hung loose and accepted her failure as a woman. The slime turned yellow at her crotch, as Catherine emptied her bladder and dropped another log. The slime mimic chastised her.
“Another worthless slut” it burbled… “you all think you’re special and different… but in the end, you all crap yourselves like the livestock you are.”

It was true, she thought… After all this, to this thing, she was a worthless sack of meat. She never stood a chance against such a superior predator.

Her half-blind eyes fell onto what looked like it might have been Vivienne. The older woman was on all fours on the cave floor, screaming into a mask of goo. Vivienne’s skin was completely gone, leaving only a horrific mess of exposed scarlet red muscles. Her butt was raised and pinching out a large poo. From the other side of the lake of slime, her slime entombed daughters watched in disgust as their mother defiled their ancestors like a common animal.


Catherine shuddered in place as the goo slowly burned her shameful and cowardly body alive from the inside and out. Her mind finally came to the humiliating realization that she was nothing more than food for the gelatinous beast now.