The Terror Toad's Revenge

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The Power Rangers had long since grown up into adults, and were not rangers anymore.  But as they lived their peaceful lives, little did they know that an old enemy had been biding its time, waiting to resurface. . .
He had turned into a tiny tadpole after his original body was destroyed by the heroes all those years ago.  And he had been slowly growing ever since.  Finally, the Terror Toad had reached its full form, and it was ready to eat.
It was early in the morning.  The monster slowly traversed to the peaceful city of Townsville, licking its lips.  Once it got in the neighborhood, that’s when it was spotted.
Richard was just waking up, and had gotten out of bed to take a little walk, in the hopes that it would clear his head.  When he stepped outside his house, a strange sight greeted him, and his eyes widened.
A bipedal frog-like creature was storming through the neighborhood, its lips curled into a fanged grin.  Once it saw Richard, its smile got even wider.
“You,” the Terror Toad said, licking its lips.  “You will give me the power I need to defeat the rangers!  Prepare to become food!”
Richard smiled.  He had always dreamed of becoming food for a predator.  “Gladly,” he said to the Terror Toad.  “Eat me!”
The toad was surprised at his enthusiasm, but it was certainly welcome.  “Certainly,” he said.
The Terror Toad opened his mouth wide, and a long tongue came zipping out of its mouth.  That tongue rushed forward and wrapped tightly around Richard’s body, ensuring that the man couldn’t escape.  Not that he wanted to, anyway—he was happy to be devoured.
The toad brought Richard back to his mouth and his maw wide.  Richard gasped at the sight: the Terror Toad’s mouth was full of shining, sharp teeth, which were all glistening with spit.  His tongue—the part that was inside the mouth, anyway—was also drenched in drool.  And behind that tongue, the toad’s throat loomed, revealing exactly what Richard’s destination was. . .
The monster shoved the human’s head into its mouth.  And just like that, the feeding began.
Richard felt the tongue release him, and the Terror Toad brought its hands up to hold the human’s body so that he wouldn’t fall out.  Then the toad’s tongue began to lick the human, smacking his face and drenching his head in saliva.  The monster let out a, “Mmmm!” of delight as he tasted the human, and Richard smiled.  He tasted good, which was a great feeling. . .
The Terror Toad, meanwhile, was greatly enjoying his prey.  The human had a nice, meaty flavor that the monster very much liked, and the fact that his food was willing was very nice—that meant no pesky resistance from him.  He continued tasting the human’s head until it was completely covered in spit.  Then, the Terror Toad leaned back, and gulped Richard down.
/Gllllk!/  The sound echoed around the mouth, and Richard was forced forward, send from the spacious mouth of the creature to the tight throat.  The esophagus’s cramped, cylindrical confines squeezed the human’s head, rendering him utterly unable to move of escape—not that he minded.  It was just another reminder that he was nothing but food now—and that was perfectly fine by him.  Richard closed his eyes, and let himself be eaten by the Terror Toad.
The monster licked and sucked at Richard’s neck and shoulders, savoring them as he ate the human whole.  This certainly was a tasty treat, and he couldn’t wait for it to get down to his stomach.  Speaking of which. . .
He gulped down more of Richard, and reached the human’s chest.  As he did so, he could hear his belly grumble and growl—man, after all this time of not eating living food, the poor toad was extremely hungry!
Richard felt more of him get swallowed, and he was sent further down the dark, tight throat.  Down below, he could hear faint growling noises—what was that?  It took a moment for the human to figure it out, and when he did, his eyes widened in delight.  The beast was hungry—for /him/!  It was truly an honor.
The Terror Toad lapped up the human’s chest and midsection, letting his tongue take in every inch of flavor.  But he couldn’t take too long—his belly was rumbling like crazy, after all.  And so, he sent them down his throat, and, as a result, sent Richard to his destination.
The human was forced further downwards.  The growls got closer and closer until, finally, his head was forced through the stomach sphincter with a /pop/.  This resulted in him entering an open space, one that wasn’t consistently squeezing around his face, and Richard looked around.  Red walls greeted him, dripping with fluids, and those walls let out low grumbles that made his heart skip a beat.  This. . . This was the stomach!  At last!
The Terror Toad was licking Richard’s legs when he felt the human squirm in anticipation, and the predator laughed.  “So impatient,” he teased.  “You’ll get there eventually. . .”  He ran his tongue all over the human’s thighs and calves, wanting to take in every inch of the delicious flavor that was there.  At the same time, his stomach grumbled insistently, wanting more food to feed its appetite.  So the monster gulped in Richard’s legs, leaving only his feet left to eat.
The human was forced further into the belly, so that his back was up against one of the walls, and the rest of his body was curling up at the bottom.  The toad’s gut was enormous, so he wasn’t worried about not fitting in here.  He just couldn’t wait to be all in. . .
The Terror Toad savored the final bite of Richard, letting his tongue run across his feet, and then, he swallowed them down.  It was done.  Richard’s face appeared on the belly of the toad, signaling that he was inside.
The human’s body slid down into the belly, until all of Richard was inside the enormous gut.  He smiled and crossed his legs, sitting comfortably on the floor of the stomach as liquids dripped around him and the gut growled and groaned.  This. . . This was perfect.  Exactly what he had always wanted.
And now there was only one thing left to do. . .
The toad patted his stomach.  “Time for you to digest, little snack,” he said, closing his eyes and concentrating for a brief moment.  When he opened his eyes, he knew that the process had begun.  “Enjoy being broken down~!”
The acids on the stomach walls began to pour down faster, and they pooled at the bottom of the belly, filling up the space and filling it fast.  Richard leaned against the belly wall behind him, letting himself feel the liquids as they rained down upon him.  Before he knew it, the pool was up to his hips, and he was starting to feel melty. . .
More and more stomach juices poured down, and it didn’t take long for the pool to reach his neck.  Richard smiled, and passed out then and there from exhaustion.
That’s when the belly truly got to work.  It broke down the human’s body in a matter of minutes, and the Terror Toad absorbed Richard into itself.  The human’s head faded from on the stomach once all of him was absorbed, and the monster smiled.  His strength had been greatly renewed by this meal, and now, he was ready.
“RANGERS!” bellowed the Terror Toad.  “YOUR TIME IS UP NOW!  PREPARE TO BE DEVOURED!”
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It didn’t take long for word to spread around town of the Terror Toad, and soon, the six former rangers met up as people evacuated, coming together at Billy’s (or Bill, as he liked to be called now) home.
“Why the heck is the Terror Toad back?!” Tommy (he went by Thomas now) asked in disbelief.  “I thought Kimberly destroyed it when she shot it in the neck!”
“Yeah, I thought I did too, Thomas,” Kimberly replied sarcastically, “but the Terror Toad’s still here now, so.  Yeah.”
“Guys, guys,” Trini said, trying to calm everybody down.  “Relax.  We know its weakness, right?  All we have to do is destroy it a second time, and things will be fine!”
“She’s right,” agreed Jason.  “You still know how to shoot a bow, Kimberly?”
Kimberly nodded.  “Yep.  Every two weeks I go to the archery range.  So I can destroy this thing.”
“Great.”  Jason turned to the others.  “Let’s do this.”
“Alright!” Bill exclaimed excitedly.
“Alright,” Zack replied hesitantly.
“It’s been a long time, but we can still be a team,” Jason assured them.  “We can do this.
“Alright rangers, let’s roll out!”
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The six rangers went through the deserted town together, and soon found where the Terror Toad was waiting for them: in a field on the outskirts of the area.  They walked through the trees and stood in front of the monster, ready to fight.
“Ah, rangers, you came!” the Terror Toad said, sounding delighted.  “So glad you all could make it . . . so that I can finally devour you.”
“Not if we can help it!” Jason said.  “Kimberly, now—AHHH!”
The leader let out a cry of surprise as a long tongue wrapped around him, and he was yanked forward.  “Looks like I caught a good one,” teased the toad, laughing.  “Yum yum, ranger food!”
Before Jason or any of the others could respond, the caught ranger was pulled into the Terror Toad’s mouth, and the feasting began.
Jason let out a scream as the Terror Toad pulled him inside of its maw, and before he knew it, his head and shoulders were sealed away inside of the mouth, which sucked at his form with disgusting slurping sounds.  He squirmed and fought, trying to get out, but the Terror Toad simply gripped the ranger tightly with its hands, and sealed its lips around Jason’s body, trapping him inside.  Then the tongue released his body, and began licking him, slapping his face as it tasted the former red ranger’s head.  “Mmmm!” the Terror Toad exclaimed.  “Ooo, delicious!  What a tasty little human I’ve caught!”  A chill ran down Jason’s spine, and he gulped.  Then he resumed thrashing and struggling, trying his best to escape.
Kimberly readied her bow, and fired two shots.  The first missed the Terror Toad, but the second hit it square in the horn.  Unfortunately, it didn’t knock the horn off, but bounced off, resulting in the arrow landing on the ground.  “You think that’s going to hurt me again?!” the monster bellowed, laughing.  “Not this time, my dear.  Not this time. . .”
So her only chance was to try and get it in the neck!  Kimberly tried to get a good shot, but no matter what angle she chose, there was always a risk of her hitting Jason.  So she couldn’t shoot. . .
/Gulp!/  Inside the maw of the toad, Jason was suddenly forced forward as the creature swallowed, and a moment later, he found himself in a tight, constricting throat, a cylindrical chamber that squeezed tightly around his body.  The former red ranger tried to go up and out of the place, but he was stuck pretty good, and the walls refused to let him go—he was trapped!  A cold sweat ran down Jason’s brow.  How the heck was he going to get out of here?
The Terror Toad took its time swallowing down the human, letting himself take his time with revenge on his sworn enemy.  But he also took notice of when the ranger with the bow was trying to shoot, and made sure that Jason’s body was blocking the area she was trying to take aim at.  In other words, she couldn’t fire that bow without risking hitting her friend, ha ha!  /Not that I can get hurt anyway/, the Terror Toad thought. . .
More and more of Jason was forced down the esophagus of the monster.  His head and shoulders had only been the start of the devourment process.  Next, his chest was gulped down, but not before being licked thoroughly by the devious monster.  After that was his midsection, which went down covered in drool and spit.  And when the Terror Toad reached his legs, he entered a new place. . .
Jason felt his head pass through some kind of barrier and go inside a new area, squeezing through with a /pop/.  He was in a wide, open space, and the former red ranger breathed a sigh of relief, happy to be free from the confines of the throat.
But then, he heard a /groooooowl/ echo around him, and saw the red walls in front of him, dripping with disgusting fluids.  Jason’s heart sank, and he knew where he was. . .
“HELP!” he screamed.  “I’M IN THE TERROR TOAD’S STOMACH!  SOMEBODY HELP ME, PLEASE!”
The Terror Toad cackled.  “Did you hear that, rangers?!” he bellowed, turning to Kimberly, Zack, Bill, Trini, and Thomas.  “Your leader is entering my stomach now.  All the closer to his DOOM!  Mwa ha ha ha!”
He swallowed down more of the former red ranger, and more of Jason traveled down into his belly.  Inside, Jason screamed as he was forced closer to those red walls, and before he knew it, he was up against it, his body curving as more of him was forced down.  He tried to put up a fight, kicking and thrashing as much as he could, but it was no use.  Besides, the part of him that were in the throat couldn’t even move, so he couldn’t do much to try and escape.
The Terror Toad gulped down Jason’s thighs first, then his calves.  Upon reaching the feet of the former red ranger, he teased his prey for a minute, lingering on the final bite as if he was going to let Jason go.  But then, he swallowed them down like anything else.
With Jason’s legs out of the way, Kimberly fired a few more arrows, but the Terror Toad dodged the shots, laughing.  “Shit!” she yelled.  Then the neck returned to position, and the weak spot was buried underneath flaps of skin.
Jason felt the rest of his body traveling down the throat, and soon enough, the rest of him joined him inside the stomach.  He curled up inside, hugging his knees to his chest as he tried to think of a way to escape.
It was done.  All of Jason was in the Terror Toad’s stomach, and his horrified face was now on the belly of the monster.
“Oh shit!” Bill exclaimed.  “Come on guys, we have to run!”
“Not yet!” snapped Kimberly, turning to her friends.  “We have to stop this thing before it rampages the town!”
“I agree,” said Trini.  “We need to—Kimberly, look out!”
Kimberly turned around, but it was too late.  The Terror Toad’s tongue wrapped around her, and pulled her forward.  Bow and arrows fell out of her hands, and she was forced right in front of the monster’s disgusting teeth.
“Looks like I caught another one!” the Terror Toad said triumphantly.  “Down the hatch you go!”
He opened his maw wide, and Kimberly screamed as she looked inside.  She stared at the sharp, disgusting teeth, praying they wouldn’t chomp down on her, and looked at the drool-covered tongue.  Then she saw the throat, and remembered where she was going. . .
“NO!” she screamed, fighting in the tongue’s grip.  But the monster was stronger, and he forced Kimberly into his mouth, releasing her with his tongue and holding her with his hands so she wouldn’t escape.  Then, she was tasted: the tongue sucked and lapped up the helpless prey, resulting in drool covering Kimberly’s head all in a matter of seconds.
Then, /glllk!/  The human screamed as she was forced forward into the throat, which squeezed around her head and absolutely refused to let her go.  She tried to push herself back up the way she came, but the grip of the esophagus was much too tight—she was trapped.
Still, the former pink ranger continued to struggle with the rest of her body the best she could, trying desperately to get out of this situation.  All the while, the others stared in horror as she was eaten alive, unable to stop the Terror Toad. . .
The monster sucked her in quickly, swallowing in shoulders, chest, and midsection all in under a minute.  This resulted in a tumultuous ride for poor Kimberly, who was forced down the throat at a rapid pace.  And then, he reached her legs, and she reached the stomach.
Jason was banging on the belly walls when he heard a /pop!/ above him.  Looking up, he was surprised and horrified to see Kimberly’s head entering the stomach.  “Kim?!” he exclaimed.  “Shit, it got you too?”
“HELP ME!” was her response.  The Terror Toad swallowed again, sending her neck and shoulders into the belly.  “See if you can push me up and out of here!”
Jason nodded and did so.  He reached up and pushed her shoulders as hard as he could, giving it all of his might and praying this would work.  But to both his and Kimberly’s dismay, she didn’t move a single inch.  The throat refused to send her back up. . .
The Terror Toad, having overheard the conversation and getting some idea to what the two pieces of prey were trying to do, laughed heartily.  “That was never going to work!” he exclaimed.  “Foolish prey.  Prepare to be eaten, pink ranger!”
He had already gulped down her thighs, but then he swallowed her calves.  More of Kimberly was shoved inside of the stomach, resulting in Jason being pushed backwards since he was trying to push her back out.  He quickly sat back up to try pushing her again, but by then, it was too late.  The Terror Toad gulped down the last of Kimberly.
More and more of the former pink ranger slid inside of the stomach.  “No no no!” Jason yelled.  He reached up and tried to push her back out, but there was nothing he could do—she was forced inside the stomach all in a few seconds.  Soon, all of Kimberly was inside and sitting next to the former red ranger.  “He got both of us,” Jason said.  “But he can’t get all of us . . . can he?”
The Terror Toad let out a belch, and patted its stomach, which now had Kimberly’s screaming face on it next to Jason’s.  “Yum yum!  Who’s next?”
“Guys, we have to shoot it!” yelled Bill, snapping out of his stupor.  He grabbed the bow and readied and arrow.  “FUCK YOU, YOU MONSTER!”
The arrow came flying from the bow, and to the ranger’s delight, it hit the Terror Toad square in the neck, right in its weak spot.  But instead of crying out in pain, the monster, to their surprise and dismay, laughed.
“You think that’s going to stop me this time?” he asked, pulling the arrow out of his neck.  “Not quite, rangers!  I’m stronger than I was before—and now, I’m going to eat the rest of you!”
He stuck out his tongue and had it circle the last four humans.  Then, he brought it inward, and squeezed it around them tightly, bringing them in.  He wanted to have one last big bite of his food—and it looked like he was going to get it. . .
“Let us go!” Trini yelled, struggling in the wraps of the monster’s tongue.  The others fought and squirmed as much as they could, but no matter what they did, they couldn’t get free. . .
The Terror Toad pulled his giant bite up in the air, and then brought it toward his mouth.  Opening wide, he accepted the four rangers inside in one enormous bite.
Trini, Bill, Zack, and Thomas all screamed as they were forced inside of the monster’s maw.  The tongue released them, and the Terror Toad held his snacks with his hands, licking and sucking them as he did so.  All four thrashed and writhed, trying to back out of the mouth.  The creature responded by sealing his lips around the four former rangers, trapping them.
He wanted to send them down quickly, so the Terror Toad gulped them into his throat.  The four were forced forward with screams of terror, and they all landed in the esophagus, squeezed next to each other.  They also made an enormous bulge in the Terror Toad’s throat that hadn’t been present with the other rangers, and it made the monster smile in glee.
He continued wolfing down his food, swallowing them down at a rapid pace.  As it did so, Trini, Bill, Zack, and Thomas all looked at each other, terrified.  They knew exactly where this throat was sending them—but none of them wanted to say it out loud.
Kimberly and Jason heard the heavy swallows of the Terror Toad, but were initially confused as to what was happening.  However, when the last four rangers popped into the stomach, they immediately realized what had occurred.  “Let’s try to get them out!” Kimberly told Jason, and so the two reached up and pushed against the fours’ shoulders, trying to get them out in the same futile way Jason had tried to get Kimberly out.  Like before, it didn’t work.
The Terror Toad swallowed more and more of the former rangers, until it gulped in all of their feet.  And so, all the four was forced into the stomach, and as they filled up the space, it became a tight fit indeed for the six humans.  By the time all of them were fully inside, they were forced against the walls of the big belly, which had stretched to fit all of its food.
And just like that, it was done.  All six rangers were eaten by the Terror Toad, with their terrified faces on his belly.
The monster sat down on the ground, and let out a /buuuuurp/.  “Such tasty rangers!” he exclaimed, licking his lips.  “And now, you’re all going to digest. . .”
“Digest?!” screeched Zack.  “Oh no no no no—I don’t want to be digested!”
“Too bad!” cackled the toad, closing his eyes and concentrating.  “Because you’re going to be.”
At first, the stomach just growled, and didn’t seem to react much.  But then, fluids rapidly poured from the walls and landed on the poor former rangers, who flinched and screamed as they were covered in acids.  The liquid pooled at the bottom of the stomach, and by the time it was done, the pool was up to each of their hips.
“Guys, do you feel that?” asked Bill.
“Yeah, I think so,” replied Thomas.  “I’m getting kind of a . . . /tingly/ feeling?  I mean, the parts of me that are in this liquid feel tingly.”
“Like that, heroes?” asked the Terror Toad.  “Because there’s more where it came from!”
More juices dribbled from the belly walls, filling up the stomach and making the rangers squirm and fight, trying to escape.  By the time this pool was done, it was almost up to their necks!
“I’m feeling . . . even . . . /tinglier/. . .” gasped Trini.
“Looks like this is it,” muttered Jason.
“Not the way I wanted to go. . .” said Kimberly.
A moment later, they all passed out.  Soon, all six rangers were fully digested, and their faces disappeared from the Terror Toad’s stomach.
The monster licked its lips.  “Mmm, delicious,” he said.  Absorbing power from the six rangers, his strength grew exponentially, and he grinned.  “I wonder what other humans taste like. . .!”
And so the Terror Toad marched off.  First the rangers, now the world.  
He would eat them all.