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by Phero Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 18+ · Short Story · Adult · #1227743
Lisa and Tyler have a little fun.
         She picked him up off the table and very slowly she raised him to her face; they looked deeply into each others eyes.
"Are you sure you’re up to this?  It’s going to be a long dark hot ride, and I don’t know how you will come out in the end.” Lisa said as she looked at him sitting in her palm.  He sighed, cocked his head to one side.
"I'm sure I am. Don’t worry about me, you forget, I’m a professional. At any rate, I can‘t grow back to my right size for a wile anyway so we might as well spend the time on something we both can enjoy." Tyler said standing up, "now I think we should get this show on the road.  As you said, i have a long trip ahead of me. So maybe i should get going."

         Lisa sighed, he was right, it’s not like this was his first time. "Very well" she said "enjoy yourself, I’ll try not to flush you," she giggled, and raised him above her head.  She held him by his leg with her thumb and index finger.  Tyler looked down as she opened her mouth widely to except him.
“Well, at least this part won’t be boring.” he thought to himself, “She certainly has a flair for the dramatic.” very slowly she lowered him down into her mouth, he watched as her already enormous face grew ever larger. Then her mouth engulfed his view, her hot humid breath blew over him, he breathed it in deeply.  It wasn’t bad at all.  She had eaten recently, and her breath smelled of vanilla ice cream, and a hint of garlic, most likely from whatever she had before that.

         The light was just right; he could see her pink tongue glistening below him.  It wriggled in anticipation of his arrival, “she really is enjoying this” he said to himself “I knew this was a good idea.” as he entered her mouth he could see her rows of white teeth, her cheeks dripping with saliva.  A small pool of it had gathered in the time it took to lower him down into her mouth.
“Well at least she thinks I’m tasty, that or she is hungry for a little snack this late in the day” he smiled to himself, what fun this will be.  He stretched out his hands and touched her soft wet tongue, pressing his hand into it.  She then dropped him into her mouth; he landed with a soft wet plop on her tongue.  She slowly closed her mouth, the light fading around him.  She began to suckle on his body slowly, like a piece of hard candy, slowly sucking the entire flavor out of his small soft form. As she does this he is re-orientated so that his head is facing the front of her mouth.

         He spends several minutes in her mouth, enjoying the wonderful sensation he was having.  The full body massage was great.  But it had to end soon, and he knew that. Suddenly his entire world was turned upside down, as she tilted her head back slightly, and swallowed.  Her soft tongue slid under him and pushed him to the back of her mouth.  Her seemingly powerful throat muscles grasped onto his small body and pulled him down into her chest.  The ride down to her stomach was fairly uneventful, as it has been time and time again.  As her esophagus pushed him threw the tight sphincter in her stomach he got a good whiff of what was in her hot digestive chamber, it smelled strongly of ice cream.  Tyler splashed down in the still cold liquid, he looked around, it was too dark to see, at least his eyes had not yet adjusted to the pitch blackness, and it always took some time to adapt.

         After some time Tyler’s eyes adapted to the darkness and could see around him, the partially digested meal was slowly churning to nothingness, the ice cream had warmed up and the chamber was now as hot and humid as he new it should be.  He walked about getting to know the chamber that he would spend the next few hours in, he waded threw her waist deep juices inspecting the churning chamber.  Her stomach had slowly shrunk over the last hour or so, he could hear her belching ever now and then, venting the air in her belly.  The stomach soon vented the last of it air, and he breathed in the last breath he would for a wile.  It’s not like he needed to breathe anyway.  He lay down in the pool of digesting mush, as her stomach closed in around him. 

         It began churning and grinding away in earnest, almost as though it knew it had a small indigestible yet nutritious morsel in it.  He lay there in ecstasy, the walls of her stomach rubbing, massaging, and churning.  The thick muscular walls working away at the last remnants of her last meal, and him.  After some time, he never could determine how long since he always get caught up in the moment wile he’s in there.  The stomach begins to squeeze its contence into her small intestines.  Tyler was pushed in with the rest of her sustenance; he wiggled around to get comfortable, then slowly drifted off to sleep.

         He awoke some time later, felt around him and realized he was still in the small intestines.  Upon realizing this he was about to go back to sleep when his surrounding lurched suddenly, he was on the move and rather quickly.  The goo he was surrounded in was squeezed, along with him, threw a small opening into a larger tube. “good, I must be entering the large intestines, guess I better get ready to swim for it.” he thought to himself as he was slowly squeezed along the dark passageway to the fate that awaits anything that goes that way.  As he traveled he felt the mass around him begin to further solidify as her body removed as much moister from it as it could afford. Until now he hadn’t really paid attention to the sounds coming from the “outside world” he could feel his surroundings bounce about as she walked, even hear her voice when she talked.  He always liked it when he was consumed by a human.  It was intoxicating, they go about there lives as though you don’t even exist, or that you are inside them.

         He felt his world drop as she sat down, there was stillness for a wile until the tube shifted and he was facing a new direction.  His ride was nearing its end, just a few feet to go.  She may already have the urge to go the bathroom, he had the usual thoughts at this point, I hope she remembers I’m in here, I hope its not a porta potty, and a few plan B’s if she flushed him.  Some gurgling below him, then he heard her fart. Shifting in his hot stinking prison he readied himself to break free of her feces and swim away so she can see him when she got up off the toilet.  The feces around him was squeezed and forced down around another turn, and then down into a large chamber, he had entered her colon.  She farted again, he felt her get up and start walking, more feces came in on top of him, the chamber went through a spasm, he was squeezed tight with the surrounding material, and then it released.  She stopped, and sat down again, another spasm, but this time he felt his stomach hit his chin as he fell rapidly.  One last squeeze as he was forced out her anus, then a short freefall.

         It splashed down into the water and sunk the bottom of the bowl; he pushed his way out and swam to the surface of the water, fighting off the sudden shock from the cold water.  As he came to the surface he was hit in the head with some urine, it warmed him slightly, he washed of what feces he could then waited for her to finish and stand to wipe. He floated there peacefully as she finished her business, he looked up at her huge ass. She did have a nice butt, he was glad to have gotten to know the inner workings of it.  Soon she was finished, she got up to clean herself off and as she did he yelled up to her and splashed around to get her attention.  She saw him, she smiled in amaisment.  “Well, well, well, look what we have here.  It seems like something I ate didn’t quite seem to get fully processed.”  She teased, she looked down at him for a time, then lowered the toilet bowl scrubber for him to grab onto.  Then raised him up out of the toilet and set him in the sink, she turned on the water for him to clean of with.

         After he had cleaned himself up, she took him to the table and set him down. 
“See I told you everything would be alright.” Tyler said triumphantly.  “In a few minutes I will return to my right size now that I’m out, maybe later we could do this again sometime, since you seemed to enjoy the first part of it.” Lisa smiled at him.
“Yes we’ll have to do this again, really soon.”  With that she got up and walked into the other room, as he slowly began to return to his normal size.                         
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