It's likebeing sunk deep into the flesh of some gigantic rotten fruit. Sticky-sweet nauseating pulpy flesh surrounds you the world-juice seeps into your mouth,your pores, your every orifice. At first it tastes sweet, almost inviting, but very quickly the thick, dark taste of rot coats your tongue a sudden realization, two vital things The First: you cannot get out. Sick-sweet fruit sucks you down, squelching obscenely. The Second:All around you, eating, fucking and shitting are maggots.Unlike other maggots, however, these will never become flies and leave. They will stay here foever, squirming, rejoicing in the decay. One may lean over, latching on to you, slurping down your blood along with the fermented fruit ichor. The final shock will be when you look down and see your soft white larval body.