Avoid Strange Caves
Bill Saunders had been enjoying a pleasant day on the beach. All his concerns seemed to disappear whenever he came out to the beach. One of those concerns was a group project that he should have been working on. He was confident that his group would get things finished on time without him. Sure it would be a little more difficult for them, but that was not his concern. If they really wanted him to help they would come and get him. Besides, they were smart kids. Doing projects and making life easier on people like Bill were the types of things that smart kids did.
As Bill was setting up his stuff on the beach he heard his phone ringing. A quick look at it told him that his group members were trying to get a hold of him. Bill ignored them of course. He did not intend to waste his college days locked away in some old library. Bill just turned the phone off, put the rest of his things down, and took his surfboard out of the sand to go have some fun. It looked like the start of a nice day to Bill.
Bill's group members were a lot less happy at the moment. They had been dealing with Bill's antics for over a month and they had not been able to do anything about him. Even talks with the professor that taught their course were able to accomplish nothing. For some reason Bill was just one of the professors favorite students. They did get their work done even without Bill. It just took some extra time. One of Bill's group members had had enough with him though. He had managed to plant a little device on Bill the last time that he the lazy good for nothing saw each other. It was supposed to be a little secret of his mother's, but that group member had seen her use it on a few people before. Those people had never been seen again. Even though he was not sure what happened to those people he was sure that the world would be better off without Bill. He just needed to wait until he was alone before he made sure Bill mysteriously disappeared.
Meanwhile Bill was still enjoying himself on the beach. He had not a care in the world as he walked back to his towel for a little break with his surfboard under his arm and the ocean water nipping at his heels. To Bill it felt like he had chosen just the right thing to do with his day. Then he felt something completely different. It was as if someone had grabbed his stomach and twisted it violently. Bill dropped to his knees and then fell onto his board. Spots of various different colors swam in front of his eyes and then he saw nothing at all as he passed out.
As Bill started to become aware again he felt sort of like he was floating in mid air. Odd things registered on the edge of his consciousness, but he could not figure out what they were. When he tried to open his eyes it felt like they were sealed shut. That, understandably, made Bill start to panic. He tried to reach up to touch his eyes and then found that he could not move. Bill found that the only thing that he could do was breath, nothing else seemed to work. It was not even possible for him to scream for help. All he could do was hope that somebody noticed him before something bad could happen to him. It did seem like somebody would notice him laying on his board. He was happy that he could at least feel the board beneath him. That, at least, made him think that he was not paralyzed.
Then awareness just came rushing back to him. The strange sensation in his stomach disappeared and his eyes flew open. Bill barely had enough time to notice the large wave coming at him and he did not have nearly enough time to react to it. The wave hit him hard and Bill was barely able to keep a hold of his board. He wondered how he had managed to drift back out to sea since the water had not even been up to the top of his toes. That was a secondary concern though. Bill had not been able to get a good breath of air before being submerged underwater by the wave. It was a good thing he had done enough experience surfing to react quickly to suddenly finding himself underwater. It only took a couple of seconds to struggle back to the surface and start swimming back to shore.
Bill was in for a little surprise when he did make it back to shore. The beach looked weird and the fine sand looked like it was strewn with large bits of sand colored gravel. That was not the only thing that was wrong. The beach seemed to go on forever. It actually looked more like a desert than a beach to Bill at the moment. Bill turned around to look at the ocean to see that the waves looked a lot more violent than they had been before he passed out. He wondered if he had been carried out to sea while he had passed out and if he had washed up on some strange desert. That did not seem plausible though. There were no deserts anywhere close to where he had been. If he had passed out long enough to wash up on an unfamiliar beach he thought he would at least be hungry by now.
Not knowing what else to do, Bill started to walk further into the supposed desert. There had to be something out there. Bill knew he could not have strayed that far from civilization. About an hour later he had abandoned his board and was seriously regretting his decision. The sun was beaming down on him and he had nothing to drink on him. And he still had not seen any signs of anybody else in the desert. Bill stopped to take a little break, but it did not do much good since he could not find any shade. While he was sitting down he spotted an odd hill in the distance. There was nothing else in the barren desert, so Bill made that his next destination. A few minutes later an event would occur that would make Bill rush to get to that hill as fast as he possibly could.
Bill was making good progress toward the hill when the ground started to shake slightly beneath him. Then it stopped almost as soon as it had begun before shaking slightly more violently than before. Bill looked at the ground first, wondering if earthquakes really worked like that. Then a shadow descended over him, causing him to look up at what he thought must be cloud cover. What he saw defied his senses. There was a massive thing blocking out the sun. It was human like in form, but it definitely was not human. If anything, the creature was feline like in appearance. The thing was wearing red shorts with white trimming just like a human would, but that was all it, probably a he, was wearing. That gave Bill a good look at his spotted fur and the markings on his face made it look like a cheetah to Bill. The cheetah was walking straight at him as well.
Bill was frozen in place by a combination of fear and confusion by what he was seeing. It did not occur to him that he might want to run and get out of the cheetah's way until it was far too late. Bill happened to get a little lucky. By the time it finally registered to Bill that the cheetah's paw looked like it was coming down on him all he could do was duck down and expect the worst. The cheetah's paw impacted the sand with a muffled thud that kicked up a minor sand storm and knocked Bill flat on his back. One of the cheetah's claws was so close to Bill that he could reach out to touch it, but he was perfectly fine. The cheetah's paw lifted up and traveled right over Bill. Bits of sand the size of gravel began to pelt Bill and he had to cover his head to prevent serious harm. Then the cheetah was gone, walking off faster than Bill could hope to follow even if he wanted to. What Bill did want to do was make it to that hill to find some shelter in the event there were even more titans like that walking around. It would also give him time to see if he was sane, which he seriously doubted at the moment.
It did not take long to reach the hill. To the cheetah it would not have been much more than a large bump in the ground. He would have had to step over it to avoid tripping, but that would have been all. To Bill the hill was much taller than he was. He walked in a large valley formed by the sand hill while keeping a look out for any other titans. There were only smooth walls in the hill and no caves in sight. Bill continued walking until the valley came to an end. Once there, he had to decide whether to continue on or to climb the hill. Bill did not want to move backwards, so he decided to go ahead and climb the hill.
Sand was not a very easy substance to climb. The incline of the hill was barely scalable for Bill. He nearly tumbled back down to where he had begun on more than one occasion. The climb was worth it though. Not only was Bill able to get his first good look of the area, but he was able to find the cave that he had been looking for. It was not too far from the top of the hill, which now looked like a large plateau to Bill. There was something funny about the cave though. It smelled odd to him. Not only did it smell a little bad, the smell reminded him of something but he just could not figure out what. The caves smell was of a secondary concern to Bill since he could see the cheetah was still in the area.
Bill started to climb down into the cave. It seemed to be at a pretty steep angle and the walls were pretty slick. They felt very odd too. Bill did not think the cave was made of solid rock, but it was not made up of loose sand. The walls were far too smooth for that. It also seemed strange that it was so warm even from within the cave. Bill thought that it would be a much cooler in the shade. The cave suddenly shook and Bill lost his footing. A startled scream came from Bill as he slid uncontrollably down the cave. There was nothing for him to grab a hold of and he could not stop until he finally hit the bottom. Of course the cave was pitch black and Bill could not see a thing. He searched around the chamber and found a couple of openings leading out of it. It was impossible to tell which tunnel he had come down, so he just randomly picked one to start traveling down.
It did not take Bill long to figure out that the cave he was traveling down was the wrong one. The new cave was a lot more winding than the other cave had been. Bill was not sure why he kept moving forward. It might have been curiosity. He did want to know what was causing the odd smell. A few minutes later Bill was startled when the surface beneath him disappeared and he tumbled into a new chamber. The new chamber was a noticeably cooler than the rest of the cave had been. There was also considerably more liquid in the chamber than had been in the other parts of the cave. Bill was thirsty, so he took the opportunity to drink. He knew almost instantly that what he had drunk was not water. It tasted good at first, but it had a bitter aftertaste. Bill was thirsty, so he just drank even more and just ignored the aftertaste.
The way that Bill fell into the chamber seemed to be the only way out. There was something about the stuff he found himself in that made him think it was not a good idea to submerge himself in it. It felt thicker than water and it was pretty sticky too. Bill did not like the thought of drowning alone in some cave where nobody would ever find him. The place he had fallen from was too high to reach and Bill did not think he could climb the walls of the chamber. Just as he was really starting to get worried about how he was going to get out of the chamber the environment around him started to go crazy.
Everything around Bill started shaking violently. The liquid he was in was sloshing around and knocking Bill all over the place. It was never pleasant for him when he was thrown against the smooth but very solid surface that made up the wall. What at first seemed like an earthquake started to feel very different. To Bill it sort of felt like the cave was moving, but that was impossible. Then a horrible thought crossed his mind. He remembered how big that cheetah had been. If all the denizens of this place were as large as the cheetah had been then he thought he might not just be in a cave after all.
With that thought realization came flooding in. Bill knew he must have wanted the hole in the ground to be a cave, so he simply believed it to be a cave. The walls had felt funny because they were made of flesh and the liquid had tasted funny because it had to be semen. Bill knew he had crawled right into a giant testicle and now he was stuck. He had let the sand fool him. Someone had buried someone else in the sand and had left the cock head partially exposed for some strange reason. The one that had been buried must have been asleep and know he was obviously waking up.
Bill thought that he must be inside of another giant cheetah, but he was wrong about that one. On the beach a horse with sand colored fur brushed the sand off of him while wondering what had happened to his shorts. It did not take him long to spot a cheetah waving them at him from in the water. This was not the first time the cheetah had done this and the horse knew what the cheetah wanted. He was just happy that the cheetah owned this stretch of the beach so they could have their fun in private. The horse walked over to his friend who used the water to wash the sand off of his cock before getting down to business.
The walk to the cheetah had not been that bad for Bill. In fact, the motion was oddly soothing despite how weird he felt about being stuck in some giant's manhood. Something had started to happen during the walk. Bill swore he thought the level of seed was rising before the motion finally stopped for a few seconds. That few seconds was like the calm before the storm to Bill. It felt like something had grabbed the ball he found himself in and was moving it around rhythmically. There was no mistaking that the ball was filling up with cum to Bill at that moment. Something had grabbed the ball he was in and Bill knew what must be going on outside the cavernous chamber he found himself in.
As the chamber filled with cum Bill found he was having a hard time staying afloat. There was a sudden jarring motion that did manage to submerge Bill for a short time. Swimming through the thick cum was tiring for Bill and he had no idea how long he could do so. That was not going to be a problem for long. Bill could tell that the testicle was filling up rapidly. When it did fill up there was going to be no space left for Bill to breathe in. The sounds of someone sucking on a giant cock filled the chamber even though Bill knew there must be tons of flesh between him and the outside world. That sucking was obviously doing a good job of arousing whoever's cock he found himself stuck in. It did not take any time at all for the formerly spacious chamber to completely fill up with cum.
Bill desperately searched for a place that he could find some air. His limbs felt like they were on fire as Bill tried to move through the thick cum. His lungs felt pretty much the same way as they were deprived of much needed air. Suddenly, all the cum that surrounded Bill started tugging him quickly in one direction. Bill shot up the path he had descended down in the first place at a rate of speed that was absolutely terrifying. It was rather obvious that someone had reached his climax. Bill wondered if that was a good thing. He was out of the cum chamber, but he knew that this was because of a blow job. Bill did not think getting swallowed by some other giant would lead to any better fate than drowning in cum.
For a short time he had to wonder whether he would even make it to the other giant. He kept colliding hard with the fleshy walls of the cock as he shot up through it. Something in his leg cracked after one collision and Bill wondered if it had broken. It was the sudden lack of walls that bothered Bill even more. Little rays of light were shinning into a huge cavern that showcased some jagged looking boulder sized teeth. Cum was bouncing around inside the mouth of the creature Bill found himself in and he also noticed that it was disappearing down a black hole at an alarming rate of speed.
It would have been nice for Bill if he had some control over what was happening, but he didn't. He was just as helpless as the rest of the cum bouncing around inside of the giant mouth. When he came to a stop he was surprised. He had not felt any falling motion that would have indicated he was headed down toward the giant's stomach. When Bill looked around he found that he was actually resting on the cock he had just been in side of, about three or four feet from the still erupting cock head. Bill could not believe his luck at the moment. He had somehow managed to survive crawling down a giant cock and getting a semen's eye view of a blow job.
Bill was able to ride out the rest of the blow job right on top of the giant cock. It was not long before the mouth opened up and Bill was temporarily blinded by the bright sunlight. For the first time Bill was able to get a look at the creature that he had found himself in. It was difficult looking past the massive pecs on the creature since he was so close to it. A horse like muzzle did peek over those pecs. Light brown sand colored fur covered the things body and a slightly dark brown tail could occasionally be seen by Bill. Long muscular legs led down to a large set of hooves that made Bill realize he was definitely not on a cheetah cock. The cheetah was still present though. He was practically eye level with Bill and eyeing the horse's shaft hungrily. Bill was actually far too small for the cheetah to see.
Bill knew he was still in danger. The cheetah stuck his tongue out and started licking the cum off the horse's cock. At first the cheetah just licked under the horse's shaft, but one long slow lick backwards along the top of the shaft was headed in Bill's direction. There was no place for Bill to run. The horse was only standing a little over ankle deep in the water and a fall from that height would definitely kill him. Bill still contemplated jumping, but he decided to take his luck with the tongue instead. He hoped that the tongue would not sweep him up or brush him off the horse's member, but those hopes were quickly dashed.
The cheetah's tongue had no problem at all picking up the infinitesimally small speck that was Bill. There was no escaping from the feline this time. A quick flex of the tongue and one little swallow was all it took to send Bill tumbling down the cum slicked cheetah's throat. Struggling only made things worse. He would only destabilize his fall when he tried to grab for things. The one time he had managed to successfully get a hold of something the muscles in the cheetah's throat pulverized him until he started to fall once more. A strong odor emanated from Bill's destination and he feared what the source of that smell was.
Then Bill fell into a pool of stomach acid mixed in with horse cum. The smell was incredibly strong in the cheetah's belly. It threatened to knock Bill out. He kind of wished that it did. Even while diluted by cum the acid was eating away at him rapidly. Needless to say, Bill was in an extreme amount of pain. Fortunately, the cheetah had a powerful digestive system that was able to quickly dissolve the tiny meat treat that came along with the cum. Bill's suffering quickly came to an end. The cheetah simply went about his business while his body used the nutrients provided by Bill to slightly grow a strand of fur.
While the horse and the cheetah enjoyed the rest of their day at the beach, a certain person on a different world enjoyed the results of his actions. After it became known that Bill had disappeared his professor took it easy on his group. They were able to easily obtain a passing grade. Bill's day at the beach had turned out to be a good day for everybody, except Bill of course.