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A criminal dies and is shrunk by the devil.
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Chapter #4

Stacey.

    by: Mad Dog Author IconMail Icon
Being digested is the single most horrific experience you've ever known. And that's after being covered batter, fried and then eaten by your own mother. True to her word, you were the sent on a journey through your mom's bloodstream, which took you around her entire body. After that, you found yourself back in her stomach and, to your surprise, back in one piece. You were then forced down into your mom's intestines, eventually ending up in her ass. From there, you were pushed down, and out through her colon until you left her body and landed with a splash in the toilet. Which is where you are now.


Your mom is standing in front of the toilet, naked and with her hands on her hips. She smiles as she looks down at you.
"How'd you like that?" She asks. "I enjoyed it. It felt great, knowing you were inside me."
You look up at her, but resist the urge to hurl insults.
"What, nothing to say?" Your mom asks, looking a little disappointed. "Y'know, I think you need to learn some respect for your owners."
Your mom sits down on the toilet seat. And proceeds to urinate all over you. When she's finished, she stands up laughs as she looks down at you.
"That's the first time I've enjoyed taking a piss," she says.
She then looks toward the door. "Ah, good, you here." She says to someone. You hear the sound of bare feet on the tiled floor, and then Stacey, your oldest sister, appears.
"Huh, I always said you were a little shit!" She says as she stares down at you. "You're going to be spending the next day or so with me. And I have some nice ideas on how you can serve me. But first.."
Stacey turns and sits down. Then, just like your mom, she pisses all over you.
"You deserve that," Stacey says with a grin. "Now I guess we should get you cleaned up."


You feel a tingling, and then you find yourself standing in the sink. A piece of soap, practically microscopic to your mom and Stacey, but the size of a fresh bar of soap to you. Stacey turns on the hot fawcett until it gets hot, then she fills the bottom of the sink, making it seem like a smallish swimming pool to you.
"Clean that piss off," Stacey says.
You put a foot in the steaming water and immediately jump backwards, yelling with pain as you do so.
"Get in," Stacey says.
"B..but it's scalding," you reply.
"Ask me if I give a fuck!" Stacey snaps, which prompts a chuckle from your mom. "Now, get the fuck in that water. Otherwise...you go back in the toilet...and I shit on you."
Slowly, you turn around and walk back to the water. You can feel the heat before you even get close.
"Please," you plead as you turn to face her again.
"GET IN....DICKHEAD!" Stacey snarls. "If I have to tell you again, I'll shove a knitting needle up your ass, until it comes out of your mouth."
Slolwy, nervously, you put your foot in the water,
"OWWW!" you shout as you wade in up to your shins. It's like wading into a fresh cup of coffee.
"WASH!" Stacey says.
You start washing yourself, trying your hardest to ignore the extreme pain of the scalding hot water. But it's like bathing in lava.


You eventually manage to wash yourself all over and Stacey orders you out of the water. She then picks you up and, since you're only one inch tall, closes her fingers tightly around you. When she eventually opens them again, you find yourself in a freefall as she drops you. It's only from the top of the height of the top of her right thigh, but it's still the equivalent of falling several stories at your normal height. You slam into the floor within seconds, and roll onto your back. The left side of Stacy lips, form an evil grin as she looks down at you, with her right hand on her hip and her left hand flat on the front of her left thigh.
"You look really nice like that." She says softly. "It feels good to just...stand here...looking down at you...I can smell your fear from way up here. Think you had it rough with my mother? You're gonna start to learn what rough is while I'm playing with you. The amusing thing is, I'm not even the worst one. Wait 'til you're with Michelle. That little bitch will REALLY show you what rough is. I almost pity you. Almost. But for now, you're mine. And I'm feeling...depraved. So, slave. You're going to satisfy my desires. Pander to my perversions." She slowly licks her top lip. "Feed my...hungers. And you'd better do a VERY good job. Or I'll torture the fuck out of you."
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