You close your eyes and try to calm your nerves. You mutter anxiously to yourself, “It's just a tiny jump... and then gravity will do the rest.” You take a deep breath. And then jump.

Wind whips your hair as you tumble downward. You let out a little involuntarily yelp of terror as you fall... and then hit the water with a splash. After a moment of disorientation, you find your way to the surface. You laugh triumphantly as you begin to paddle toward the shore. It takes you a minute to cross the few feet to the far edge of the ditch, but you soon drag yourself from the water. Stretching your limbs, you relish the fresh breeze that blows across your naked skin. Goosebumps prickle your bare flesh, but you welcome the feeling after your claustrophobic journey through the pipe.

“Hmmm... whatever do we have here, then?” The deep croaking voice stops your heart. You look around wildly for the source of the voice, but whoever spoke is hidden amongst the reeds. “A boy from the school, but so very... bite-sized for one of your kind.”

“The-the witches, they shrank me.”

“Ah, yes... they do love their fun and games, don't they? But how considerate of them to send you my way. Oh my... look at you! All helpless and naked. It's so very... delicious.”

“Why don't you show yourself? Who are you?”

“Hmm... very well. Allow me to introduce myself.” The reeds in front of you thrash as something several times your size moves through them. You gulp nervously, but stand your ground. The grass before you parts, revealing a strange goblin-like creature. It stares at you with huge yellow eyes that bulge from its head. Although the rest of its facial features resemble that of a bullfrog, it also has long pointed ears. Your heart races as the creature steps out from its hiding place and rises to its full height. It can't be more than ten inches tall, but it towers ominously over your diminutive form all the same. The creature's long limbs connect to an almost comically squat torso. You shudder as it casually rubs its pot-belly and licks its lips. “My name is Gobbler the Boggart, and I am very pleased to make your acquaintance this fine evening.”

You edge backwards, keeping your eyes fixed on the boggart's, “G-G-Gobbler?”

Gobbler licks its lips hungrily, and winks at you. “By reputation, I'm afraid.”

You turn to run, but the boggart snatches you up in one of its hands before you can make it two steps. Feeling the strength of its grip, you realize the futility of struggling. This is it. You're nothing but a monster-snack now. You blush as your cock swells at the thought. As Gobbler raises you to its lips, it notices your erection and chuckles to itself. “Well, this is different!”

Gobbler extends the slimy length of its pink tongue and licks the length of your shaft. You shudder in pleasure and disgust, your body aching for the boggart to continue molesting you. Horrified with yourself, you arch your back and gasp, “Stop! Please, no!” The creature, ignoring your half-hearted objection, begins to hungrily lap at your cock and balls, slathering your groin in saliva. You squirm in the creature's grip as it molests you, whimpering weak protests between gasps of ecstasy. Your breath quickens as you near climax, and a sheen of sweat now glistens on your bare skin. Just as you feel the pressure in your cock building, Gobbler stuffs you unceremoniously into its frog-like maw. You let out a little yelp of surprise as its jaws close around you. Inside the humid darkness of its mouth, the boggart's tongue continues to undulate beneath you, sliding back and forth against the length of your body. You whimper in vain, “No, no, no! Please, stop! I don't want this!!!” Even as these words leave your lips, you straddle the slimy muscle and press your swollen penis against it. You cry out in ecstasy as you cum. And then with a squelching GULP, you're pulled into Gobbler's throat. You sob helplessly as the muscles of the boggart's esophagus draw you downward, the sharp scent of acid growing stronger with every second. With a sickening plop, you're squeezed into the slimy gurgling darkness of the creature's stomach. Gobbler lets out a wet belch and pats its stomach contentedly, smiling as it feels your squirming form within. You whimper in terror, “No... it can't end like this! It's not fair. I was so close to escaping... it's just not fair!”



But the world isn't really fair, is it? You bravely risked your life to drag a classmate to safety. And what was your reward? The chance to become a boggart's dinner... which isn't exactly the heroic ending you were expecting. But then again, most heroes don't cum at the thought of being digested. So perhaps this is a fitting reward after all. Not that the experience of slowly becoming a chunky stew of meat and bone is particularly enjoyable. And you probably would have preferred being eaten by Sam than this strange goblin-creature. All things considered, things really could have gone better for you.

*Gloooop! Glorp! Squish!*

THE END.