Ladybug lands lightly atop a slanted rooftop, scanning the skyline for any sign of trouble. The night air is cool, her breath visible in the pale glow. She doesn't see the serpent lurking behind the chimney, muscles tensed for a strike.
Ladybug[/@ch_1]'s body. The city lights blur beyond the tightening embrace.]
Ladybug gasps, struggling as the coils press against her chest, pinning her arms to her sides. Her yo-yo clatters to the rooftop, just out of reach. The snake's tongue flicks, tasting the air and brushing against her with a chilling intimacy.
Ladybug tries to scream, but the pressure is too great. The jaws engulf her head and shoulders, the heat and darkness swallowing her senses. Saliva coats her costume as the snake methodically works her deeper, inch by inch.
Ladybug[/@ch_1]'s form disappears down its throat, the bulge traveling slowly through its coils.]
Her legs kick weakly as the jaws close around her ankles, the tongue's final flick slipping over her boots. The city seems oblivious to the silent struggle unfolding on the rooftop. With a final gulp, the snake finishes its meal, a satisfied shudder traveling its length.
A faint, muffled noise comes from within as Ladybug pushes against the slick walls of the stomach, her breaths shallow and quick. The snake releases a small, echoing burp, a red scrap of fabric briefly fluttering from its mouth before vanishing.
Ladybug[/@ch_1]’s frantic movements and quiet sobs.]
Her body grows numb as the heat intensifies, the acidic fluids beginning to sting through her suit. Alone and in agony, she feels herself slowly weakening, her tears mingling with the digestive liquid as the world fades to black.
