Vored Then Unbirthed By The Reghatti

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Y'shaati was running through the forest when the Reghatti attacked her.
The monkey girl was making her way through a massive puddle, her feet pressing against the sticky surface of the ground, when suddenly . . . she heard a rumbling sound coming from behind her!  /What is that?/ she thought to herself, turning around.
For a moment, there was nothing.  Then, another rumble, and this time, a large creature popped out of the earth and roared at Y'shaati.
It was known by the jungle’s creatures as the “Reghatti”, or “Frog Pig”.  It was a large, frog-like creature that lived in the mud.  Y'shaati had faced one before, but it had been a tough battle.  And the creature was still as big as ever—this was going to be hard.
The monkey girl decided she would retreat from this battle—she had a better chance of running away than fighting this thing, after all.
And so Y'shaati got up on her feet and started to run, her toes splashing against the mud as she tried to escape from the Reghatti—but then, she slipped and fell right inside the giant puddle, stunning herself for a brief second.
That second was enough.  The Reghatti hopped forward and launched its massive tongue toward Y'shaati.  The tongue hit its target, wrapping around the monkey girl’s wet feet, and began pulling her backwards . . . towards the creature’s open mouth.
Y'shaati let out a scared scream, trying to grab onto something so that she could stop this.  But there was nothing to hold onto but mud.
And so her feet—and, by extension, the rest of her body—were forced into the open mouth of the Devil Maggot, who slurped and tasted her toes with fervor.  The frog monster let out a happy sound, and Y'shaati gulped—did she taste good?  Oh no. . .
The frog forced her toes to the back of its throat and gulped them down.  The monkey girl screamed as her feet were sucked down into the frog’s throat, where they were stuck inside of the cramped esophagus.  She struggled and fought, trying to get her feet out of there, but they were stuck in pretty good—that throat was /tight/!  And so she was helpless to resist as the rest of her was gulped down.
A few swallows later, her feet were was in a new space.  A bigger space.  At first the monkey girl breathed out a sigh of relief, happy that her legs were now free from the constricting throat.  But then, she heard a growl inside.
Y'shaati screamed again, flailing about in the mud (so much for not panicking).  /I’m in the Reghatti’s stomach!/ she thought.  /Maybe somebody will see and help me!/  But nobody in the jungle noticed the feeding.  And so, the frog continued his meal, with no one interfering at all.
Her chest was gulped down next, tasted and swallowed, and just like that, only the monkey girl’s neck and head were left for the frog to eat.  She could feel her body piling up in the frog monster’s stomach, her legs entering the belly and her feet hitting the bottom with a /splash/.  The interior felt slimy and gross—she didn’t want to go in there!  Y'shaati squirmed and struggled and /screamed/, trying to escape, but nothing she did got the frog to stop eating her.
It sucked in her neck and head, and the monkey girl looked out at the jungle, framed by the frog’s lips and teeth.  Would this be the last time she saw it?  A /gulp/ pulled her down the monster’s throat, and a moment later, she piled up in the stomach.
And just like that, it was done.  All of her was in the creature’s slimy, disgusting stomach.
Inside, the monkey girl struggled and fought, kicking her feet inside the growling belly.  It smelled bad in here—very bad—and she wanted out.  Outside, the Reghatti felt her fighting and let out a croaky laugh—it was very amused by her struggles, and couldn’t wait to bring the creature to the female Reghatti for closer inspection.  And so, the male Reghatti hopped along with Y’shaati inside of it, occasionally laughing at the struggles of the human.  If there were people about, they would have been able to see imprints of Y'shaati’s hands, feet, and face as she pressed against the side of the stomach, but there was nobody to be seen—the human was trapped, unable to get help, and unable to escape.  And every time she pushed out, the frog would push her back in with its big, slimy, muddy froggy paws.
She fought and struggled inside of the frog, trying her best to escape, her face, feet, and hands making imprints on the Reghatti’s belly.  The creature let out an amused sound and pushed Y’shaati back in again, croaking as it did so.  Her struggles were all in vain.  No matter how much she fought, no matter how many imprints she made, the Reghatti would just push her back in again, and she remained trapped inside the stomach.
And so that was the state of things as the male Reghatti hopped through the forest, not stopping until it reached the female Reghatti not too far off.  Upon seeing him, the female Devil Maggot hopped up to its mate, croaking hellos.  The male Reghatti croaked back, and then, it began to spit its prey up for its mate to see.
Y'shaati was still struggling inside when she heard the belly rumble.  The stomach made quite the commotion around her, and then, before she knew it, she was leaving.  The human’s head was pulled into the throat and rocketed upward, out of the esophagus and out of the mouth entirely, until all of her had exited.
She landed in front of the frogs, hitting the ground with a /plop/. The human groaned and tried to stand, but slipped on her feet thanks to the stomach juices attached to her—she landed right back on the ground, stomach up.
The female Reghatti croaked and stared at the creature.  /Yes/, the frog creature thought, /it is a magnificent baby. . . I must protect her at all costs./
And so, the female Reghatti began to unbirth Y'shaati.
She bend down in front of the human’s head and opened up her legs, revealing her privates, which also opened wide to receive the monkey girl.  And then, the process began.
The monkey girl was just starting to get her bearings when her head was sucked inside the frog with a /slorp/.  Suddenly, without warning, she was being pulled into a new tight space: this one was warm and very wet, absolutely dripping with fluid, which covered Y'shaati’s entire face in seconds.  But most importantly, she was being swallowed again.  This wasn’t good. . .
Her feet kicked and her toes wiggled as she fought to escape this situation.  She wanted to use her hands to perhaps hit the frog—but just as she thought of that, her neck, shoulders, and chest were all sucked into the frog at once, trapping her hands to her sides.  Crap. . .
Inside, the monkey girl found herself in a new chamber, a tight place that expanded to fit her head, but didn’t drip with fluid like the other area.  This was the frog’s cervix, and it was just one step away from the frog’s womb. . .
Y'shaati continued to fight and kick, hoping that somehow, she would be able to get out of this.  Her feet slammed against the mud, over and over, as she tried to escape this situation.  But nothing she did seemed to work—and so, soon, she entered the womb.
The frog sucked in her stomach, and the monkey girl slid up the cervix, entering a new area.  This one was large, not tube-like as the other ones were, and the monkey girl took a moment to catch her breath.
She looked around, and saw she was in a large, dripping place, absolutely full of fluid.  It smelled disgusting—perhaps worse than the male Reghatti’s stomach had been—and as the fluid dripped on her face, Y'shaati knew she had to get out of this.  So she fought harder, struggled more, her feet kicking and her toes flying.  But the female Devil Maggot ignored the struggles of its “baby”, and continued sucking her in.
As more of the monkey girl was swallowed down, she began to pile up inside the womb, inflating its size with her presence.  Once her hands entered the space she fought from the inside, her fingers and face pressing against the womb.  The female Reghatti pushed her back down each time.
More and more of her entered the womb until, finally, the frog creature slurped in the last of Y'shaati’s feet, ignoring the squirming toes as she pulled them inside of her.  And so, all of the monkey girl slid up to the womb, and stayed there.
Y'shaati squirmed and struggled inside, coughing thanks to the bad smells that filled her nose—this place was pretty gross.  Outside, the Reghattis could see imprints of the monkey girl’s hands, head, and feet.  The female Devil Maggot made little chiding noises to her baby, while the male one laughed at the struggling that the baby was doing.
As Y'shaati struggled and fought, her feet kicking against the slimy walls of the womb, a strange . . . liquidy shell? . . . began to form around her, some kind of barrier.  She fought against that too, squirming all around the area, her toes kicking rapidly as she tried to escape, but eventually that shell surrounded her entire body, closing her inside.  She could still see through it somewhat, thankfully, so it wasn’t completely dark.
The female Reghatti felt the egg’s exterior surround her baby, and let out a happy croak.  It was time to birth the child.
And so the frog creature lie down on the ground and spread her legs wide, revealing her privates, which opened up.  Then, she began to give birth.
Y'shaati could feel the place she was in moving, and her feet stopped kicking for a moment as she looked around, confused.  Was she going back out of this monster?
Her question was answered a moment later as the egg started exiting the womb, squeezing through the cervix and moving slowly forward, with the monkey girl still inside of it.  Y'shaati continued to struggle and squirm, her feet persistently kicking as she tried desperately to get out, but nothing she did had any effect on the inside of the egg.
And so the egg traveled down, through the cervix of the frog and to the vagina, where it started to pop out of the vulva and enter the outside world.  Bit by bit, the egg left, with the monkey girl still inside.  Her toes pressed up against the side of the egg as it was pushed out.  First her head was in the open air (though still trapped by the egg), then her neck, then her chest, then her stomach, until, finally, her feet were free—and by extension, all of her was free now!  Though she was still trapped inside of the egg. . .
Then the egg broke and hatched, and Y’shaati came tumbling out, landing on the ground.  The female Reghatti stared down at its new baby, and it hopped with the male one in celebration, happy that there was a new frog monster in the world.  But the frog quickly realized that its little tadpole was cold blooded, and would need warmth to survive, since the sun wasn’t out.  So the female Reghatti resolved to suck it back inside of its womb to provide that warmth.
Y’shaati was lying on the ground, and she felt herself getting sucked in again.  She tried to escape by diving in the deep mud, but there was no way out.
What a demeaning situation she had found herself in. . .