Quickvore
Belly Trap
By: Kyle Angel

Andrew was not your stereotypical thief because he looked more like Crispin Glover's character from WILLARD. Do not let his appearance deceive you. He had terrorized many people with his irrational behavior.

Andrew decides to break and enter into a house that looked relatively easy to do. He scoped the area, then proceeded to head to the backyard. It is less visible to the public eye, so Andrew could work without much worry.

The first window that Andrew tried to open was simple. It opened, which disturbed Andrew. He decided to try another window. Like the first, the second was not locked. Nearing the door, Andrew was getting edgy. He turned the door handle, then watch the door open quietly. Andrew's mind was telling him to walk away, but his criminal lust was pushing him forward.

Andrew took his bag, then swung it over his shoulder. He called out loud to see if anyone was home. His prescene in the room could easily have being explained, but he hates when someone was in the house. It makes his job harder because there are witnesses to his crimes.

In silence, Andrew searched and trashed the rooms one by one. He found nothing, which made him get furious. Wiping his sweating brow, Andrew opened the door to the master bedroom.

It was dark.

Very Dark!

Andrew went to find the light switch and found it did not work. He reached into his bag and pulled out a flashlight. He turned it on, then proceeded into the master bedroom.

As he passed the door, it slammed shut behind him.

"Andrew, this is your final court case!" One voice boomed.

"What the?"

"The jury wants to rule on your case!"

"Guilty!"

"Guilty!".....

"12 guilties (sp?) means that the court rules that you are guilty of all crimes committed."

The bedroom light turns on, which blinds Andrew. As his eyes got adjusted, the voice tells him the judgement.

"You shall be eaten!"

Andrew turns around, then sees a pair of hands push his backwards. Losing his balance, Andrew flies downwards on the bed. He lands on something soft.

"What the?" Andrew screamed. He looked down and saw human flesh. He tried to lift his hands, but they seem to sink further.

In fact, he found his whole body sink further into the human belly. "What is this?"

"Yvan the belly eater!" One voice grinned, "His belly is like quicksand, so you better not lie on his belly or you will find yourself sink directly into his belly. When that happens, you will find yourself in his stomach, where Yvan will consume your flesh to add to his!"

Andrew looked at the man who was speaking, only one word, "Dad?" Andrew started to sink further into Yvan's belly. The only thing left visible for disappearing forever was Andrew's hand. His middle finger was sticking upwards.

Yvan took his hands and started to rub his belly. The blob mass moved freely like water. He belched, then remarked to his guests that Andrew was now resting comfortably in his stomach.

"Thank you for a great meal!" Yvan smiled.

The people in the room said nothing, but they knew that this would not be the last visit. There are many criminals who need to be punished for their crimes.

The End.