Chapter 0 - Final Trip

"Senior Pablo." A dainty blond schoolgirl shyly asked the focused driver. "Eu acho que nós tomamos uma volta errada (I think that we took a wrong turn)."

"Relaxa senhora está tudo bem (Relax lady, we will be fine)!" The friendly big-bellied bus driver laughed. "Conheço essas estradas como a minha própria mão. (I know these roads like the back of my hand) Nós estaremos na hora, garota. (We will make it on time girl.)" He dismissively waved his hand at the student, turning his attention on the increasingly uneasy road that the bus now traversed.

"Okay." Nadia frowned and turned back down the aisle. Her red-brown hair was tied into two long pigtails, making her look younger than she already was. Nadia was a Freshman of Duke Reynald Catholic High School, donned in school uniform despite the vacation that she and forty-nine other students were on. All of the pretty girls wore small black pleated mini-skirts, and a red sleeveless jacket over short-sleeved blouses. Their legs were wrapped in thigh or knee high stockings or fully covered by sheer pantyhose. 

The school was known for a high standard of fitness and this created an average standard of beauty. But these students were as beautiful as they were intelligent. Any fat on them was stored in their plump bosoms, hips, thighs and asses. Even the skinny and lithe girls like Nadia and her friend Zelda had bodies that would not out of place in a sex club. Nadia's huge breasts jiggled with each step, like several other students, she had been tricked into not bringing a bra. 

The red lace thong was her own idea.

A small form of rebellion against the repression of self-expression that her Mid-West school pressed upon her and her fellow students. Nadia wasn't the only one either, some students had unbuttoned their blouses, exposing their slim stomachs and a few in the back had even gone topless. Sitting down next to Zelda, Nadia blushed when she spied a Junior named Terra pull off her skirt and started taking a selfie of herself. Behind them, a redhead with a long mane of hair was playing "strip pokemon" online. Frowning, Bonnie was forced to pull off her bra when she lost another pokemon to the opponent's overpowered magikarp, exposing her freckled tits to the tour bus air.  

A fellow freshman named Kimmy was sexting her boyfriend in the seat in front of them. In the seat next to them, one of their two chaperones, Miss Brittni, was reading a Playgirl magazine, rubbing her I-cup breasts and clit through her clothes without shame. If the rumors were true, two of the seniors were making out in the on-board bathroom. The two friends were among the half of the students who kept some form of self-control and dignity in their rebellion. Zelda herself was the image of an ideal student, her dark-blond hair was braided in a crown plait and her vest was buttoned over her shirt. However, she did not judge her best friend due to the hint of nipple poking through the thin damp fabric of Nadia's blouse.

"Hey girls!" Nadia and Zelda looked up to see the perky and peppy Minerva greeting them. Like Zelda, Minerva was conservatively dressed in her uniform with no hint of rebellion against protocol. Her blond hair formed a large bun on the top of her head, green eyes filled with life that made her the most popular senior. She was appointed as Valedictorian without any challenge, no one on the bus could outmatch her in beauty or brains. Or for her great love and empathy for people.

"Minny!" Nadia happily replied, letting the senior sit by them with an excited smile. "Did you need anything?"

"Nope. Just seeing how you two freshies are." Minerva replied, poking fun at the old stereotype on how freshmen were on the bottom-rung. It was of course true at Reynold High as Nadia had found out throughout her school year. But, some of the older students looked out for the younger ones and Minerva was one of them. It was Minerva who came up with the idea of letting top students from other classes join the trip, otherwise it would have been a seniors only trip. 

"I'm just worried about getting lost." Nadia had enjoyed this week-long trip to Brazil and loved the sight of the prestine Amazon they traveled through. But she missed home and missing the boat from Sao Paulo would mean stranding them in South America. "I think Mr. Pablo took a wrong turn a few miles back."

Minerva scratched her chin and looked out the window. Her smile vanished as she picked out the trees encroaching on the dirt road. "What street is this?"

"That's what I was asking." Zelda stated, tapping her glasses and pulling out the map. "I heard a rumor that said to go right when we come upon a tower lying in mud. Right would take us to the road to Paulo...left would lead deeper into the jungle."

Minerva nodded. "That matches with what the soldono had told me. I'll ask the driver to stop." As Minerva got up, she was rocked back into her seat when the bus came to a sudden halt.

"Last time I hire a local!" The other chaperone, Miss Stephanie loudly complained. "Mr. Paulo! Is there a problem?"

"Bridge." The man answered, his limited english sufficient for what the girls saw and felt. They all realized that the bus stood on an old wooden bridge that was creaking with each second. Nadia shivered when she saw the long corroded supports begin to buck under the added weight. "Broken Bridge."

"Keep going!" Brittni shouted as the students started to panic. "We go back now, the bridge will crack more-" Unfortunately, the physic teacher's suggestion was too little too late. The moment that the bus drove onto that bridge, the bridge had begun to break. Had the driver kept going forward, the tour bus may have made it to the other side and no harm would come to bridge or bus.

By hesitating, all hope was lost.

A loud crack filled the bus when the support broke. The wood making up the bridge lost its strength and fell apart, plummeting into the depths and taking the bus and its screaming schoolgirls with it.

xxxxx

"Wake up!" Nadia sharply breathed, waking up to immediately find herself hip deep in dark lucid mud. She saw a battered and bleeding Minerva next to her, the vehicle interior filling with dark clay as the girls helped each other out of the mire through the emergency doors and broken windows. "Come on! The bus is sinking!" Nadia could barely feel her arms, but she managed to find the strength to wade through the mud. Moments later, Minerva pushed her out of the emergency window and Nadia plopped her face onto mud. She slipped and slid, trying to pull herself up to stand, her fair skin mostly covered in dark sludge with her pantyhose filled with the mire. 

She gasped when she felt a cold kiss of mud, immediately pulling off her sheer stockings as she turned to see the bus submerge into the mud. Luckily, Minerva and seniors Sylvia and Catherine helped the last student get out before the bus vanished into the pit. 

"Was that everyone?" Nadia weakly asked, looking from frantic girl to frantic girl, all of them panicked and terrified by what they went through. Nadia had been knocked out as soon as they had hit the bottom of this pit, she thought it was a miracle that they were all alive.

"Paulo and some of the students...they were dead from the fall..." Zelda muttered, her broken glasses hung useless in her fingers. "If it weren't for the thickness of this mud...we would be dead too."

"We might die anyway." Sophomore Jade bitterly lamented and pointed them towards the sheer rocky walls bordering the mud pot they stood in. "We can't climb out and no one's phone works. We're going to die down here...we're going to-"

"Shut up!" Minerva slapped Jade, sending the latter falling into the mud with a loud slosh. "There will be no talk about dying! We're alive, that means there's a chance! I didn't come all the way here to die! Come on girls! We need to get out of here, who has a plan?"

"The mud...this is a mud pool." Science protege Catherine remarked, noting where mud bubbled out on the surface. "It's warm to touch...lucid...geothermal. The heat explains why this place stays the same despite rainfall...but the run-off would have to go somewhere."

"Could there be a river around?" One of the seniors asked. "We could follow the chasm until we find cooler water and follow that to a village right?"

"It's better than staying here." Minerva figured, not sure if the plan was sound, but it was better than staying in one place. The girls were all terrified, wounded, tired and in various states of undress. "Maybe we can find a way up if we travel through this place."

"Good thing, Minerva." Stephanie concluded, her shirt utterly destroyed by the fall. Her titanic J-cup breasts now open to the humid air, covered in mud as though it had been poured on her supple tits. Her thigh-high stockings were ripped and long black hair mired with wet dirt. 

"Everyone stay close." Miss. Brittni ordered as the girls quickly grouped together. The younger teacher had discarded her ripped skirt, her pantyhose exposed her fine legs and the thin panty covering her crotch, but leaving her huge shapely ass exposed through the sheer fabric. Considering their situation, the girls were just focused on getting as much mud off of their skin and out of their hair as possible. Nadia saw that Minerva's bun had been undone, letting her rich blond hair spill down her back and over her shoulders like a mane. 

"Stick with me, we'll be alright." Minerva gave Nadia and Zelda a small, but genuine smile. Despite everything, Minerva truly believed and had faith that they would make it out alive. Inspired, Nadia grabbed Zelda's hand and they followed Minerva as the crowd of schoolgirls moved away from the sunken bus. Their legs splashed and sloshed as they moved through the knee-high mud, the lukewarm air did little to ease the burdening trek as their nostrils were filled with the smell of rotting meat. They could not see any corpses, but too many things had died down here. The girls guessed accurately that animals and locals had fallen down and drowned or died from the fall. Their bodies were long submerged and decayed at the bottom, adding to the composition of the silt that they marched through.

None of them could have known of what followed them.

Perfectly hidden by the dark mud, another school had sensed these girls and swam through the mud under and around them. By nature, these hidden stalkers were ambush-experts and with such a large number of intruders, they were waiting for the signal to strike.

That signal came when a girl screamed.

"Helen!" Nadia watched Minerva move to the center of the pack, the freshman followed after her and found the yellow haired girl on her back. When the two girls saw the source, they too froze in fear. Helen was screaming at a large vermicular creature that appeared out of the muck. 

"What is that!" It was ten feet long, a pink fleshy worm-like muscle emerged from out of a dull dark slug-like shell. The appendage reminded Nadia of a penis with teeth. The "head" was coated in fine, white hairs which Nadia guessed to be sensory organs. Those hairs picked up vibrations and scents for this creature, it didn't have any eyes or ears otherwise. Rows of teeth curving backwards decorated the mouth, the ones on the outside significantly larger than those found nearer to the open maw. The mouth gaped open and close, edging closer to the panicked Helen who skid back away from the creature.

"Don't panic!" Miss Brittni warned as the worm turned towards the busty teacher. Brittni stayed calm as the frightened students saw the creature move towards their chaperone. "We're in its habitat. Whatever it is, it won't hurt us if we don't agitate it-" In an instant, the teacher screamed when the creature clapped its mouth over her left breast and pushed her into the mud. The students screamed and watched the creature casually suck in their teacher's tit, Brittni struggling and crying out in panic. Terra ran to the creature and punched it to force it to release her teacher. But the creature ignored the attack, pressing down on the teacher's head and slurping down her head in one gulp.

Stunned by the sight of their teacher's consumption, none of the students could see dozens of sausage-like shells emerge out of the mud behind and among them. No one could say exactly how these creatures came to this pit in Brazil. Perhaps a smuggler stole an egg from its home island before it sank and lost it in these depths. Perhaps it was more than one. Maybe these carnictis worms already lived in these pits of the Amazon long before Skull Island's discovery and sinking.

The worms themselves had no concept or care for their origins. They cared only for survival and entrapping prey into their rancid bodies. The girls didn't realize that a trap ahd sprung until the shrieking began. Dull grey shells opened to release pink worming heads that lurched and slowly sought out the closest prey it could find. The carnictis sordicus was a bottom feeder that sustained itself on long hibernations and dead flesh. But live prey was a delicious treat, an opportunity to grow stronger for the sake of survival. With so much prey in one are, even rival colonies of the carnictis were united in one common goal.

To feed.

Terrified by the attack on their teacher, tired from the trip, encumbered by the terrain, battered and exhausted from the fall, and utterly unarmed, the schoolgirls of Duke Reynold High had no chance against the hungry worms. The pit filled with the sound of screeching girls, their nubile bodies attacked and gripped by unhuman mouths dripping with disgusting mucus. The screaming was the loudest in the first few moments and slowly lost a quarter of its volume, replaced by the repeated plopping of flesh upon flesh.

It was less of a hunt than a feast. The bombshell schoolgirls were set upon by the blind and deaf worms. Dozens of pink appendages latched onto soft flesh, gripping their dulled teeth to secure their morsels. The worms were at home in the mire, making it easy to hunt down and subdue any girl who tried to wade through the thick mud. These girls were not the first humans that the carnictis' had found intruding on their home and they would not be the last. Unaware of this eventuality, the worms attacked the terrified students as if their lives depended on it.

Maria was on her knees, her hands trying desperately to prevent the carnictis from advancing down her body. Her head was already consumed, spittle dripping down into her cleavage as the worm's head expanded over her shoulders. The half-mexican senior had dreams of becoming a singer like Selina and fought desperately to live. But the worm devouring her was too strong, soon, her arms were forced to her side, bra-covered breasts slowly slurped down with minimal effort.

Bonnie couldn't even fight back. Both of her arms were stuck in the mouths of smaller carnictis', a larger one having swallowed up to her hips as she cried. She was on her back, her pain shared by the many girls who were also being swallowed and eaten alive like her. The freckled redhead bent back her head, seeing her friend Sandra cry as she laid on her chest. Both Sandra and Bonnie could only wriggle vainly, the worms consuming them stretching over their voluptuous forms with impossible elasticity.  

Miss Brittni's beautifully massive breasts were pulled into the worm's maw, her legs kicking futilely at the carnictis' tasting her flawless ass. The carnictis moved down to her navel, spittle pooling in between her open legs and teasing her exposed cunt. From inside the creature's flesh, one could hear the sound of muffled screaming from the young woman being molested by the creature's innards. Behind her, Maudie's attacker had lifted up its head when it slurped up to her hips, forcing Maudie's kicking legs wide up for all of the world to see her delicious labia. 

Sylvia and Jade watched as Clara's head was gobbled down by one of the worms. The senior's toned legs kicked and dug into the mud, trying anything to desperately stop the worm from devouring her. The white-haired senior felt something grip onto the top of her head and frantically threw up her fist. Jade tackled the offending worm, removing it from Clara, but putting her head in the worm's reach. The black haired woman gripped onto the worm, but that only made it easier for the Carnictis to stretch its mouth over Jade's head. 

Throughout the attack, Minerva had vainly tried to save her friends. She attacked the worms like a mad woman, clawing and grabbing the pink appendages to halt their meals or free any students that she could. When a worm had latched onto Nadia's head, Minerva had struck the creature with a rock and forced it to weakly retreat into the mud. But for every classmate she could help, ten more were beyond her help. It was a reality that forced heavy tears out of the peppy blond's eyes.

"Minny...please..." Clara begged, her arms reaching out into the air as her large tits were swallowed into the worm's maw. Minerva desperately grabbed the arms, trying to pull her friend from the worm's jaws. Nadia took after the senior's example, hitting and pounding on a worm that was swallowing over the hips of a crying Kimmy. Zelda just stood in despair, watching as her friends vainly tried to save their classmates. She watched as Clara's head vanished into the worm's maw as Minerva screamed out. Zelda saw Nadia eventually stop once Kimmy herself stopped screaming, letting the worm swallow over her shoulders with tearful silence.

Suddenly, Nadia watched as Minerva stepped into a deeper puddle and disappeared into the muck. Nadia and Zelda ran to the pit to help their friend, but Zelda's arm was caught in a carnictis' mouth and she was pulled into a mosh pit of worms. Nadia watched in horror as her best friend was fought over by several worms. Each of her arms and legs were consumed by a worm and soon, her screaming face vanished into the maw of a larger worm. Nadia froze, unable to decide if she should try to help or friend or even could.

"I'm sorry..." She tearfully decided, turning away from where the worms fought over her writhing and muffled friend. Nadia ran through a horrifying labyrinth of consumption and helplessness. She saw Miss Stephanie scream out at the world, her aroused nipples teased by the worm's fangs as she was sucked into its gullet. Terra's legs dangled and swung from the mouth of a happy carnictis, the blond's terror visible through the stretched skin of the worm. Bonnie's freckled hands reached out from another worm, the carnictis taking its time without any care in the world as its form bulged from the human shape inside.

A haze came over Nadia's eyes as scenes from this assault rushed into her mind. Crying classmates were desperately trying to claw out of the worm's eating them, their breasts fondled by the maw sucking them in. The legs of swallowed girls kicked and widened, attempting to prevent the worm from gobbling anymore of their young bodies. The worms overcame any resistance with disturbing ease, stretching over their prey like organic gloves. Nadia could see the outlines and shapes of her friends, their voluptuous bodies extending and stretching the thin flesh of the worms. Hands and terrified faces pressed against the thin membranes, a sight too terrible to forget despite Nadia's mental attempts.

Nadia came to the pit just in time to see Minerva's head poke out and the blond gasp for air. Before Nadia could sign in relief, she froze when she saw another undulating head emerge out of the mud, its body distended by Minny's body inside, its maw stretching on the underside of Minerva's perky breasts. Minerva shook and Nadia realized that she was having an orgasm, her face as red as Nadia's own hair and nipples as hard as needles. Nadia saw the Minerva's hips move and grind against the worm's insides, her stomach visible through the taut pink mouth consuming her. 

"Run..." Minerva managed, the worm advanced over her fleshy mounds and up to her slim shoulders with minimal problem. Nadia was so transfixed on this horrid sight, that she almost missed the worm that opened its mouth over her head. Nadia dodged the attempted grab and fell head-first into the muck. But she did not get far, she felt something seize her legs and pull her into the open air. Now upside down, Nadia looked to see that the worm had consumed her legs and was moving towards her thong covered pubic mound. 

"No!" Nadia screamed, reaching up to try and wrench herself out of the worm's maw. Minerva's will broke from this sight, no longer caring about the worm that had swallowed up to her beautiful chin. Not even this last Freshman could have been saved, nothing that Minerva did made any difference. The senior gave into her fate, letting the worm close its foul mouth over her blond head and swallow her down its elastic elongated mouth, sliding her body down into its hidden body. 

All Nadia had managed to do was pin her arms to her side, her hands consumed by the worm as it moved passed her hips and then slammed her into the muddy floor. Nadia screamed out in pain and despair, she shuddered when saw Zelda's white stocking covered legs slowly disappear into the maw of a fattened carnictis. Many of the carnictis' had finished engorging themselves, their elongated bodies fattened and enlarged by the struggling and moaning prey trapped in their bowels. The worm that had eaten Minerva sloshed out of the mud, retracting its head into its sluggish shell with Minerva's body trapped inside. Nadia could see the faces of her friends screaming through the long mouths as they were pushed deeper into the worm's innards.

Nadia would be among the last devoured, her thin waist vanished into the carnictis' maw as she just laid on the mud and breathed. She turned over her head, heat growing within her from the pressure on her virgin slit. There was so much that she had wanted to do with her life and now, it was impossible. The creature's fangs reaching her breasts, Nadia tearfully came to realize that she would now be nothing more than dinner for a bottom feeder monster. Nadia did not know or care that the worm sucking down her breasts had no hatred or bigotry for the schoolgirl. Like all of the others of its kind, it was merely following the laws of the jungle. It was doing what it had to in order to survive and thrive. These carnictis' merely acted in accordance with their nature.

This truth would be no comfort to Nadia as her head was pulled into the worm's mouth. Her last thought was of the boy whose love confession she had rejected. Her last sight would be the engorged worms that carried the struggling forms of Minerva and Zelda. It's meal consumed, the carnictis closed its mouth and used its internal muscles to move the girl towards its stomach. Now the worms would rest in the mud, waiting until their slow metabolism began the long process of digestion. During this long time, the girls within the worms would be alive for weeks as ample amounts of foul air were pumped into the stomachs via pores in the worms meat sleeves. The only comfort that Nadia and her consumed classmates could take would be that they would lose consciousness long before the pain ever started.  

xxxxx 

Days passed and word spread from Sao Paulo that a group of fifty Americans never made it to the port nor did their bus ever arrive. Eventually, this information passed to the United States where Duke Reynold High raised thousands to fund searches through the Amazon and along the road from Rio to Paulo. Five months passed as dozens of teams searched for any trace of the fifty schoolgirls and their two teachers. Under International Pressure, the Brazilian Government freely lent its own assistance in seeking for the lost students.

All that was ever found was the broken tire of the bus they had ridden. The broken bridge's original purpose was long forgotten since many safer and newer crossings served well-enough. Even the older Brazilian rangers had no knowledge of this bridge except that it was labeled as unsafe years ago. Without any way of safely investigating, all parties assumed that the bridge had naturally corroded and collapsed in on itself or that it storm destroyed it.

In time, the girl's were considered dead after no trace of them were ever found. Some believed that they had been raped and butchered by one of the many gangs that roamed South America; some said that they were captured and sold into the underground human sex trade; and others whispered that they had been gotten lost and were attacked and eaten by man-eating snakes.

Though quieted by grieving parents, the third rumor was ironically the most accurate.

Far below in the mud filled ravine, the culprits of the girl's demise rested in hibernation. Their bodies fat and engorged, sustained by the nutrients of the girls they had eaten many months ago. If any were brave enough to climb down here, they would see scattered remains of the students' torn, soaked and ripped garments. They would see the sleeves of Miss Brittni's blouse next to a worm laying eggs in the muck. Helen's shoe sat on its side on the cliff-side, roaches using the apparel as a nest for its young. Rachel's jacket had lost its scarlet color, washed in the thick mud that it bobbed in and out of. Maria's stocking was busted open from all of the watery sludge that had collected inside. Bonnie's glasses were picked up and used by a bold and clever monkey to find and detect ants and termites. 

Zelda and Nadia's skirts laid beside the worms that had long since reduced their bodies to mere minerals. In Nadia's pocket stuck out a dirty group photo of the girls just before they departed. If anyone had found this photo, this would be the last image of these girls alive.

But no secrets ever leave this Forgotten Pit.

None shall ever know the tragic end to this Final Trip.