I stare into the maws of death, the fearsome behemoth that lunges out of the ground and looms over me. "Go ahead and take me, monster! I'm not scared!"
"Awww, there's no need to be afraid", a lovely voice says, as an astonishingly beautiful woman appears from the mouth of the beast, completely naked. I have no idea what to do, only able to stare in shock. She grins and sidles close to me. "But I think I will take you on your offer", she says, giving me a kiss as she claims her prize and drags me down into its cavernous maw.
The worm eats me.
For weeks, I am acclimated to the lifestyle of a mamono's husband, and the peculiarities of living inside a massive beast. My wife educates me in the endless ways by which a couple might pleasure each other.
I eat the worm.
We travel across the desert, stopping at a town that serves as a popular tourist destination. She assumes the form of a lamia to allow us a few days of exploration, including several dance clubs.
She does the worm.
"What do you have there, dear?" She asks, after we've returned to our subterranean route. I chuckle, pulling out a bag to show her the gummy candies I bought.
We eat the worms.
After so much time, we give birth to a child. She is a tiny thing, who will need some time to grow before she is ready to burrow into the ground and begin growing.
For now, we celebrate the worm.
After several years, she is of modest size, ready to leave on her own. Surely our paths will cross again, and we both look forward to seeing when she's found her own partner.
We say farewell to the worm.
Decades? Centuries? I cannot say. After countless years of happiness with my wife, seeing our own offspring living happily, it is time to allow the same for their offspring. Nothing lasts forever. I kiss my wife.
I rest with the worm.