This choice: "Nathan, please go and throw me up." And she melts herself completely. • Go Back...Chapter #14Girlfriend upchuck. by: Gimlet   You ponder, feeling your hand back there behind you, then melt it, then reform it. Very odd, but it feels almost... natural now. On a whim you try a leg, and it just folds, squished by the stomach pressing against it, and puddles beneath you. When you reform it, that at least can re-attach fairly easily, and the gooey form pushes back into a leg shape, curled up before you.
Well, there is one way out of here then.
"Nathan, please go and throw me up." You say, smiling in the dark pit of your hon's stomach.
"Uh, what?" Nathan says from outside.
"Go to the bathroom and when I say start vomiting. You know, stick your finger down your throat."
You can imagine the pained expression on his face. Serves him right for eating you! Drinking you. Whatever.
"OK love." He says tiredly. "If you can forgive me for... getting carried away with you."
You chuckle, given what you seem to be able to do now it hardly seems a problem. For some reason being inside your boyfriend like this is actually kind of nice. Being really close. But, first lets make sure you can get out.
"I'm ready." He says, and you tense, ready to let rip.
"OK, get ready to upchuck in... five, four, three... and....."
Tensing you feel every inch of your body... and melt.
OH that is absolutely weeeeeird! You gurgle slightly as your head dissolves, and your consciousness threatens to leave with it, but stubbornly you manage to hold yourself awake. Though you can't see anything, and sound is a muffled, garbled mess. But you can feel, and what you feel is sloshing. You sloshing. So weird!
Then the stomach clenches and things get very confusing, you are... mixed. You can feel your self churning and shifting, gurgling and squeezed, then a rapid pressures and a sense of light shining in on you. Part of you. Sort of. You... well, part of you hits something with a splatter. It feels cool and smooth, you... dripping down it. Bathtub most likely. Another heave and more of you is thrown into the puddle you are making, you feeling yourself drawing yourself back to some kind of order. Apparently even as a liquid there is some form of organization all the bits of you have and it's slowly restoring.
Nathan heaves and heaves, more and more splatters into the bathtub around and into you. Feeling yourself ripple is a most disconcerting feeling. Finally the last few hurls are minor, and you try and draw yourself into a uniform puddle. Moving is incredibly hard like this. You just... drip. It's hard to fight against gravity. But you think you have organized properly, though something is a little off. Well, you were just thrown up after all!
With a mental frown you concentrate and slowly start to pool back together and reform your body.
Your torso and head surges together first, and you feel tingle of arms... er, arm? Once you've settled you are looking up at Nathan who is in turn gaping at your chest. You glance down and find one of your breasts is missing. The right one.
"Darn." You say idly, closing one eye and feeling. Oh, there's your other arm, Boob and... is that a leg? You lift your head up and look down. Your right leg is fine, the left stops just above the knee, though your left foot is resting at the bottom of the tub, and you experimentally wriggle the toes. "Seems you missed some of me."
"Sorry! Oh god I'm sorry hon!"
You chuckle and reach up to his chin with your remaining hand.
"Hey, it's OK, just relax." You see him smile. "No, I mean relax your throat. Just go with it, easy..."
"What do you.. .HURK!" He gasps as you push with your arm inside his throat, the flexing of the elbow enough to press upwards. Nathan coughs again, hurks once more, then you see a lump sliding up his neck as you keep pushing.
"Lean over love and just let it out."
Nathan widens his mouth, hacking as he grips the edge of the tub tightly, then, peering into his maw, you see a nipple.
"Ah, there you are." Your hand in there gives one final shove and your breast sloshes into his mouth. "Mmmm! Tight." With a hack he coughs the mammary into the tub to land with a slap into your lap. You could melt and reform it, it would just slide into place as it becomes solid, but... "Hon? Could you be a dear and put by tit back on?" You say, batting eyelashes at him.
He gapes down at the breast in your lap, then up at the flat side of your chest. With a strained smile he reaches down, gingerly presses fingers into the soft flesh, you sighing at his gentle touch. At your positive response he grips it a little, finding it awkward to hold, but managing to sort of scoop it up. Holding it up he twizzles it around, eventually deciding which way is up, and lifts it up to your chest. Just pressing it to your skin you feel it seal in place, and he got it almost dead on. It only shifts a little. He really does know your body quite well.
"Thank you love." Smiling you kiss him. "But two more left. Calf and arm. Bend over."
He groans and leans over the tub. The calf can't really do much, so the arm heaves once more, shoving it up ankle first. He has to tip his head up as it won't bend, but it does come out, a little tight by the looks of things, but it makes it. You reach up and grab the ankle and pull, gently easing it's sticky mass from his maw, then reaching into his mouth and grabbing your hand with the hand that's outside. He gasps when you reach into his throat, almost gulping, but you nudge a knee up against his chest and pull upwards, drawing your arm out of him. The shoulder is tight coming out, but he manages to get it, teeth scraping awkwardly across the skin. Finally you have it, and put it in place on your body, finally having two arms again. Now you are more dexterous you take the calf, stick the foot back on the end, then place the other end back onto your knee. A quick flex and you are back good as new!
"There, all better. Thank you Nathan. You are very comfortable!"
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