"Sunny's Party Snack" Script Preview (Patreon)

Since this audio is going to be an adaptation of a scene from SMVA, there's no "script" but instead I'm using the scene itself as a blueprint for making it. The only thing I've changed is I removed any reference to the player character's customizable name. BUT, there is something new here for SMVA fans, the game's dev Os was kind and generous enough to write an extended ending to the scene where Sunny digests you and it will be included in the audio's ending~ Take a look!
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You decide to head over and talk to Sunny, curious to see what she's been up to. With Kim gone, it's also probably safest to be hanging around the remaining upperclassman "chaperone"... though the fact you can tell even from a distance that she's pretty drunk and still sipping another drink doesn't exactly instill confidence in that thought. She sees you coming her way and grins, pointing a finger gun at you with her free hand and pretending to shoot it.

"Hey heeey!" she says. She nods her head toward the couch. "Come on over! You partying hard?"

"Drinking hard at least!" you say, giggling as you throw yourself back onto the couch beside her. "What about you? Just gonna sit around watching everyone all night?" you tease. "Here I thought you were a party expert."

"And you better keep thinking it!" she says, leaning over and wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "Nobody can out-party Sunny D. Partying's in my blood. I came out the pussy partying," she continues, punctuating each statement by poking your chest.

"Okay, okay, I got it!" you laugh, feeling a little flustered from the close contact. You can smell the alcohol on her breath.

"Good! I won't stand for that kind of slander," she chuckles. She pulls back away from you, takes a sip from her drink, then burps. "I was dancing and showing these freshies how it's done for a while though, you just missed it. Right now I'm taking it easy, enjoying the vibe. That's part of any good party too, if you're chasing nonstop excitement you're probably trying too hard." She nudges you with her elbow. "You better be taking notes here! This'll be on the test."

"Damn, I don't know if I'm ready for that. Maybe you could give me a few personal lessons?~" you say with a smirk. You lean a little closer to her. "Although it still might not stick, something about you is pretty... distracting."

"Oh I can think of two somethings that are doing that," she replies with a grin. You blush as she shifts right up against you again, draping the arm holding her drink over your shoulder while she tugs at the front of her shirt with the other. "Am I on the right track? Can't keep your eyes off 'em. Pretty bold to just come right out with that.~"

"Can you blame me? You're the hottest girl in the room," you reply, your heart starting to race as you push on.

"Well you're damn right about that, but are you sure you really know what you're getting into here?" Sunny says. She pauses to take a drink, her face just a couple inches in front of your own with her arm wrapped around you. "You're coming on to a junior who's drunk off her ass right now... kinda playing with fire, don't ya think? I might be feeling a little impulsive, especially with a freshman so cute I could just eat her up trying to shoot her shot with me...~"

She keeps her sunglasses-clad face right in front of yours, licking her lips seductively.

You swallow nervously, intimidated by how strongly she's returning your advances... not to mention the vague threat she just made. But surely she's just teasing you, and you can't back down now. Maybe you can end the night with a bang if you play your cards right...

"Oh I'm feeling impulsive too, ready to dive right in and take some risks. If that's what you really want, I won't stop you~" you say in a teasing tone. "But surely there are some more fun ways we could be impulsive tonight..?~"

Sunny grins. "You're bold, I'll give you that," she says.

She pulls away for a moment to place her drink down... then swings her leg around onto the couch next to you, straddling your knees and facing you head on. Your eyes widen as she leans in, her breasts squishing against your own, and licks your cheek.

"Mmm, just as tasty as I *Uuurrrp* thought~" she hums. A fruity, yet acrid, scent tickles your nose as she burps directly into your face. "Heh, I'd say sorry for that, but you thought it was hot, didn't you, perv?"

You just keep staring wide eyed without a word in response, but that silence combined with your bright red face is answer enough.

"Thought so~" she says.

She leans in again, this time bringing her lips to yours. You snap out of your shock to seize the moment, closing your eyes and returning her kiss. Your arms gently wrap around her as you make out, getting lost in the moment, still hardly believing that things went this well this quickly. So lost that you don't notice her kiss becoming unusually deep until it's too late to protest...

You let out a muffled yelp as her lips start to spread around your face, your head getting pushed back into the cushion of the couch. You lightly push back against her, frantically tapping her arm to try and get her attention so that she snaps out of it. She responds by shifting her grip lower on your shoulders to restrain your arms, then tightening her legs and sitting back to keep yours pinned, making it clear that she's not just unintentionally getting carried away. With pretenses dropped, she pushes forward much harder to stuff your entire head into her mouth.

She swallows, and there's nothing you can do to resist as you're pulled down toward her stomach with your body firmly locked beneath hers. Any casual onlookers might not even notice that there's more than an intense makeout session happening yet. You let yourself go limp as the warm, tight flesh of her throat squeezes your head, knowing that you're at her mercy anyways at the moment. The dreadful realization sinks in that, in your horny overconfidence... you technically consented to this.

Your descent into her gut is a slow, oddly sensual process. Her position made for an effective start, but a difficult finish. At first she's able to lift you up, sliding you out from under her and up into her mouth as she swallows, but by the time she's gotten your chest in she's forced to start repositioning. Every time she moves it feels like she's intentionally rubbing up against you, and she's never very mindful about where she's putting her hands. You're more than a little flustered by the time her lips seal behind your feet.

"S-Sunny! What are you doing!?" you cry out as the last of your body is squeezed down into the cramped confines of her gut. Her stomach groans in appreciation, a small pool of alcohol, partially digested snacks, and stomach acid already sloshing around your feet from a night of partying.

"*UUUrrrrrap!* Heh, what do you *urp* mean, tiger?" she laughs, patting her belly. "I'm having a midnight snack, I thought that was obvious. Didn't I warn ya?~"

"I thought you meant it in a flirty way!" you protest.

"Yeah? And you're inside me right now, literally couldn't be closer if we tried. That's pretty hot, right?" she teases, poking your head through the bulge in her gut. "Was this not the *urp* sort of intimate fun you had in mind?~"

"I mean, I was at least hoping for a little titty action first!" you drunkenly blurt out.

"Ha! I guess we did skip a few bases there, huh? Straight from the best kiss of your life to getting in my guts," she chuckles. "Just relax for a bit, you did say I could do this if I wanted.~"

"What? No, let me out!" you shout, starting to kick and thrash against the walls of her stomach. "You're gonna digest me!"

"Nah, come onnn, *uurp* chill! It'll be fine, I'll let ya out in a little bit," she assures you.

You don't feel assured. She's already drunk, and you can tell by your surroundings she's still far from sobering up. Even if she's being honest about her intentions, there's no way you can trust her judgement.

"No, this isn't funny!" you reply, still struggling against her stomach's embrace.

"Oh I'd say it's a little funny at least! Now seriously, relax..." she grunts, starting to aggressively massage her gut. When you refuse to relent, she slows her efforts and sighs, then stands up. "Fine... if my poor tummy is hurting like this, I guess I should rest for a bit before I get back to partying...~"

Getting a bad feeling about whatever she's planning, you brace yourself, shifting into a defensive position within the tight confines of her stomach. A moment later, your intuition is rewarded. She crashes back down onto the couch belly-first, with no regard for the well being of her passenger. You're crushed between the cushions and her weight from above as she settles in and gets comfortable.

"*Uuuuurrp!* There, I'll just relax here for a while~" she says, patting her gut with one hand.

"Sunny, come on, get off..!" you grunt.

Naturally, she doesn't acknowledge you. You try to struggle, but with the intense pressure pushing in on you it's difficult to move much at all. Every time you manage to make a hard enough kick or shove to have an impact, she just presses down harder and grinds against you to work herself back into a comfortable position. You're forced into submission after it becomes clear your efforts to unseat her are only serving to drain your own energy.

Feeling that you've been still for a while, Sunny yawns and finally sits back upright. Her belly sloshes as the pressure eases off of it, a noticeable pool of acid starting to build up around your feet.

"That's better, feels like my stomach's settled enough for some dancing," Sunny says, gently patting her belly. She eases up onto her feet and you can feel her arching her back into a stretch.

"Only if you let me out!" you snap, giving a hard kick forward. She stumbles slightly and her stomach groans in irritation. "Seriously Sunny, you're taking this too far!"

"And you're taking this too seriously," Sunny chides. With a sigh, she drops back onto the couch, the impact making her stomach acid splash up around you. "What a shame, can't party on an *ourp* upset stomach..." she says in an exaggerated tone. "Hmm... ah, here we go! Hey you!"

"Um, hey?" an unfamiliar, muffled voice replies. "We're... not supposed to be eating anyone..."

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry about that. I'll *urp* show you my tits if you rub my belly, deal?"

"What!?" you shout. "You can't be serious!"

"...are you serious?" the other voice asks. "Um, I mean, I don' know if I should—"

"*UUurrap* You know, I'm pretty drunk and you drive a hard bargain. You can play with 'em too if you help me out here," Sunny cuts in.

Without another word, you feel two new hands start to press against you from the outside, dutifully massaging Sunny's belly. You shout in protest, kicking out towards the lustful mystery girl as you thrash against the walls of Sunny's stomach, but you're quickly crushed back into submission by the muscles surrounding you. This continues for some time, Sunny clenching her stomach muscles tight to punish you every time you try to struggle or persuade the girl to stop.

"Is... this good enough..?" the girl giving the massage asks, her efforts starting to slow.

"Yep, you're doing great!" Sunny replies. You hear a faint clicking sound. She leans back in her seat. "I think it's about time you used those hands for something else.~" You feel her pat the top of her gut. "Come on up!"

"Oh! You mean..?" the girl responds.

There's an awkward pause, then you feel the girl start to press against you from the outside. You're crushed beneath her weight as, following Sunny's request, she mounts her belly, her legs straddling your curled up body. At this point, you don't have the energy left to complain about being used as a seat. You can faintly feel some movement above your head.

"Th-Thank you..." the mystery girl mumbles, sounding nervous and excited.

"Ha! Mmh... you're adorable," Sunny chuckles. "Here, give her a quick squeeze for me.~"

The girl obliges without hesitation, pushing in on you with her legs and forcing a belch out of Sunny in the process. The acid level has risen so worryingly high by now that the extra pressure nearly submerges you. You feel her lean forward, then hear a faint noise that you can only interpret as a kiss.

"Good job freshie, appreciate the help~" Sunny says. "Sorry to tease, but that's where we've gotta cut things off or you're probably gonna end up joining her in there."

You immediately feel the other girl slide off of her belly, not taking any chances.

"See? That's the *uurp* sensible thing to do when someone says they'll eat you," Sunny snickers, prodding at your head through her gut. "Now, finally ready to let me have my fun?"

You stay silent and still, struggling to focus on anything at this point.

"Good! Just hang tight while I get my *urp* groove on.~"

There's nothing you can do to resist as she gets up from the couch and heads for the dance floor. From the way she's talking, you get the impression there's still a plan to let you out somewhere in the back of her mind... but you know you're not going to last more than another few minutes. The sweltering confines of her gut have completely worn you down, your head feeling foggy and dazed. She starts to dance, and before long you fade away beneath the sloshing tide of acid.

"Whew, nothing like busting a move on a full *Oouuurp* stomach!" Sunny says, finally stopping to take a breather. "Hmm, probably time to get you out, right? How long's it been..."

She places a hand on her belly... and her fingers sink into the soft surface. She winces with embarrassment, pushing harder to confirm her fears. A faint squishing sound greets her as her hand meets nothing but soft mush beneath the surface.

"Oof, yeah she's gone... Nuts, sorry tiger," she says. She frowns for only a moment before shrugging off the mistake. "Eh, oh well, it's kinda her fault she stayed that long. Looks like I'm going all night!"

Extended Ending

She gives her gut an assertive smack, then rushes right back to the dance floor to lose herself in the excitement. The night passes as a blur, what remains of you splashing and sloshing around in her churning gut as she shakes and sways her body, occasional burps getting pushed out by the movement or other dancers rubbing up against her gut only to be drowned out by the thumping music. The crowd gradually thins as the night drags on, some simply falling asleep on sofas or under tables rather than managing to make it back to their dorm. Sunny is one of the last to leave, but eventually exhaustion outweighs her fading inebriation and she starts to stumble her way out of the lounge.

"Whew, what a night... looks like Emma pulled herself back to her room at least... hope she won't be too mad about you," she says with a chuckle, patting her belly. She leaves her hand resting there, steadying the swollen mass as she carries on toward her room. "Damn, I really worked you down out there, huh? I think some of you might already be stretching my bra.~ That's close enough to what you wanted, right?"

She shuffles into her room, her eyelids already drooping as she closes the door behind her. She starts to head for the bathroom, but a powerful yawn overtakes her as soon as she steps near her bed... one that quickly shifts into a rolling belch. She chuckles and pats her belly.

"Yeah, good night to you too, tiger...~" she mumbles.

Unable to resist the siren call of her bed, she simply tosses her shirt and bra aside, then collapses onto her bed, her stomach softly gurgling as she drifts off to sleep...

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Sunny wakes with a groan, greeted by a throbbing headache as she slowly returns to the waking world. She pushes herself up into a sitting position and stretches her arms, blinking her eyes open only to wince as even the faint light in her room feels painfully bright at first.

"That was one hell of a party, Em definitely knows her stuff..." she says, still groggy and getting her bearings. "Wonder how she's doing this morning..."

With a yawn, she finally rises to her feet, furrowing her brow as she feels the unexpected heft in her gut. She gives the slight swell still bloating her belly a curious squeeze.

"Oh, right, almost... *uurp*... forgot about you..." she says, struck by another brief pang of guilt now that she's sober. "I should probably let Em know... Eh, they weren't really close, I'll just mention it next time I see her."

She trudges into the bathroom to get a start to her morning, but pauses when she sees herself in the mirror.

"Hey, not bad, tiger! You really filled me out good for just one girl~" she says with a chuckle, grinning as she checks out her newly expanded figure. She runs a hand along her curves, ending by giving her plump butt a light smack. "Guess it's about time to say goodbye to the rest of you, though, huh?" As if on cue, a deep, rumbling groan bubbles up from her gut. "O-Okay yeah, definitely time to let you out..."

She grabs her phone and hurries to the toilet, letting out a slight sigh of relief as she sits down.

"What a night..." she mumbles, scrolling through her feed as she takes care of what little still remained of you.