Danielle_Herness

As you enter the run down old church, you notice a few things that seem off. First, as you walk between the pews, you notice articles of clothing, jewelry, and used condoms strewn about randomly. You brush it off, with all the curfews placed on kids these days you can imagine that they'd find somewhere abandoned to screw and vore one another.

As you step in front of the pews, a foul odor hits your nostrils. You look up to the altar which had previously been hidden in shadow. Now that you're much closer you see where the odor is coming from. On top of the altar is a large pile of waste. Against your best judgement, you decide to investigate.

As you inspect the mound, you pretty easily determine the remains were human, on account of the fact that it's littered with gold jewelry and scraps of cloth. You shiver to think of the person it used to be.

Suddenly you feel a breeze on your neck, you turn to look but all you see is darkness.

It takes a moment for you to realize that you shouldn't be seeing darkness right now, but by then it's too late. You feel your face sinking into something soft and squishy, your body quickly follows. Before you know it, your entire body has been squeezed into a tight space. You hear a beating heart and feel warmth and squishy flesh all around you.

You're no idiot, you're in some girl's chest right now.

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The woman in black steps back from the altar as she adjusts her robes.

"Mmm... I love the adventurous types~"

Even though she is a pious predator, that does not mean she cannot be eaten. Even the prophet enjoys a bit of risk. Each time she is digested, the predator will roll 1 d100, compare the number rolled to the table below. If the number is on a number marked PERMA, that's it for Heather! If it's marked SAFE, she is reformed by the grace of her goddess and the number is flipped to PERMA.