With her peace said, Amy's pucker clenches shut behind you, sealing you in her dark and foul darkness. You could've tried to argue with her, you could've tried to fight back, but what would've been the point? You were only an inch tall; she'd crush you.
That fact caused any fight you had left to drain out of you as you felt the stank and slimy tunnel you were in shift. Amy must be on the move now and who knows when she'll have to fart or use the bathroom again. You shuttered but there wasn't much you could do.
Whether you liked it or not you belonged to Amy's rectum now and her colon would be your new home for the foreseeable future. The only way you were leaving this dark and smelly hell was when and if she decided to evict you. Judging from how she spoke that wouldn't be happening any time soon.
All you could do was try and make yourself as comfortable as you could. You let out a small whimper and began to walk deeper into your sister's bowels. You wouldn't be able to get comfy here and who knows what else awaited you the further you went.
One thing was for certain however... Amy was loving every single second of this.
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