The pungent smell of cherryade blows in your face and invades your nostrils as you wince slightly. Woo-ee!

'So, I heard back on Earth Prime where you're from, you humans like killing Raccoons and abusing them?' the sassy adolescent proclaimed. 'See us as nothing more than rodents and a infestation on your properties? Tch. Well have I got neeeeewwws for you!'

'Here on Earth 406, human life evolved along the same stature of insects. Precisely, we don't look where we're going, we don't even notice you're there; if we do? We happen to ABUSE YOU and you taste preetty daarn good.

'Oh, whats this, you'd like some of my cherryade?' *BRUUURAAAAAPP* You choked and winced from the deafening belch as you were pulled further into the adolescents mouth. ' There you go. Tastes good doesn't it Take it all down.'

You attempt to stand but just find yourself slipping to your knees again on the twitching tongue again, each breath making you wince, retch and choke.

'Should've never, ever, ever attached a firework to that Raccoon laaaasst niight' the adolescent accused. 'Should've never set fire to it's tail; put it's head to suffocate under the rain cover of a car!'

'I'm gonna show you what it's like to hurt... real bad. See, chump. I haven't had lunch yet; I'm pretty darn hungry.' He brings you level to his stomach as he pulls up his red and black tracksuit jacket. 'See that? That's where you're going asshole. You're gonna suffer a slow~ Slooow~ Painful death. But you already knew that, didn't you?' He patted his slightly pudgy tummy a few times.

'Prepare to feel what it's like to get your own ass kicked, you piece of shit.' the 'coon would drop you violently without a care into his mouth again, before bringing the cherryade bottle to his lips, you found yourself submerged under a tsunami of flavored soda, as you were wretched and sent swiveling down the adolescent 'Coon's easophagus, gasping for breath under the soda as it trickled past you as the peristasis muscles would retract

*BRRUUUUURRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAPPP* You heard shortly afterwards as you pummeled your ears with your hands, it was like an explosion! As you miserably choked, retched and gagged on this carbon dioxide fog as you tried to rub your eyes and cover your face from the disgusting stench.

'Hahahaha! Have fun asshole. See you on the other side... where the sun doesn't shine! HAHAHAHAHA!'

You found yourself contracting and submerging deeper and deeper, the deafening thoom of the teenager's racing heartbeat from his unrelenting excitement at your riveting peril.