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 Author: Sara Sanders
Title: The Ant Hill Trap
Summary: I find out my place on the food chain
Keywords: f, ants, vore







   The Ant Hill Trap

   At 12 years old, I was walking in the pasture near my house when I
realized that the ground beneath my feet was soft and loose.  I stopped and
looked around realizing that I was standing on a huge dirt mound.  Then I
realized the huge dirt mound was a massive ant hill that stretched for at
least thirty feet in all directions.

   The ants were already swarming around my feet.  I tried to run but the
ground beneath my feet was sinking.  A mass of ants now surrounded me and
were moving up my legs.  I screamed when I realized I could be eaten alive.
I could feel their pitchers in my skin but there was nothing I could do
about it.  Before I knew it, I has already sunk to my knees in the ant
hill. I was helpless to get out of my predicament.  The mass of ants were
now up to my crotch and had latched on to my shorts.  I could feel my
shorts slipping off my hips.  I watched as my shorts were pulled down by
the mass of ants, exposing my pink flower panties.  My shorts were pulled
down into the ant hill and the mass then moved up my panties.  I could feel
my shorts being pulled down my legs and that's when I realized that the
ants were pulling me also into their ant hill.  I had now sank into the
ground up to my crotch and my panties were being pulled down into the ant
mound.  The mass of ants moved up across my crotch and latched into my skin
to help pull me under.

   Some of the ants then moved into my pussy and butt.  I has read that
some ants try to suffocate their pray by filling all of the holes of their
victim and the realization that I was their victim terrified me.  My entire
life has just now been reduced to meaningless ant food.  I was now up to my
waist in the and mound and my struggles were completely useless.  I had
never been so helpless and out of control than I was now.  The ants were
now in charge of my body and they wanted me for food.  My thoughts were
then interrupted by of the mass of ants that were still inside of my pussy
and butt.  Their numbers had increased and I could feel myself stretching
from the inside.  My pussy felt like it was about to be ripped apart by the
huge mass.  Then something strange started to happen.  I felt an orgasm
building up.  I was about to die and my body was betraying me.  I tried to
fight back the orgasm because now was really definitely not the time for
one.

   The ants were now pulling on my shirt and moving up my belly.  I heard
my shirt rip a little bit before sliding off my shoulders.  Now my matching
pink flower bra was exposed to the world.  As my shirt was pulled down, my
arms were pinned to my side adding to my helplessness.  The mass of ants
moved up my arms and belly.  They covered my bra and I began to feel it
slipping down.  I noticed a deer in the distance watching my demise and I
really wished that our roles were reversed.  My attention suddenly shifted
when my bra straps broke and my bra was pulled down exposing my breasts. 
As the cool evening air hit my breasts my body completed its betrayal and
an orgasm exploded through my body.

   When I recovered, the deer was gone and I was alone with just the ants
as just a piece of food to them.  The the mass of ants had already covered
my breasts and shoulders, and we're moving up my neck.  The ants started
into my mouth and nose.  I was exhausted and struggling at this point was
useless.  As the ants moved into my throat I was reminded of the huge mass
of ants still tightly filling my pussy and butt.  Suddenly I had the
realization that I could no longer breathe since the mass of ants were
blocking my airways.  As my head sank below the ground I realized that my
body was betraying me once again.  I felt an orgasm rip through my body
just before passing out.  Soon, from the surface, their was no evidence I
was even there.





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