Continue from the perspective of Sonia...
... (I hope my "little ones" have landed safely) ....
...it would be unfortunate if my daughter Lucy could not find them. "How reckless of me" I thought. That sudden move could have seriously affected my Gulliverian children on my skin, but my desire to make these new tenants explore these parts of my body that they had never explored before overpowered the rest of my senses.
When I go into meditation I usually do it while lying on my back on the bed so my children, who arrive every night, are able to land on my belly, my crotch or my breasts, but on very rare occasions they have landed on my immense rear. Of course, it is an obvious place to colonize because my rear is the location of the biggest and most populated metropolis of all my body, except of course, the cities inside my digestive system. According to the last census that my "children" made a year ago, the inhabitants in my entrails already exceeded the populations on my skin by nearly triple their number. The reason for this is because of the immense space in my intestines and the enormous amount of food that I provide them daily. I literally eat twice as much as a normal person and yet I am still able to maintain my slender figure. Of course, I’m far from normal. I often think of the sacrifices my Prodigan kin make to stay slim, their rigorous diets and heavy exercise routines. If they knew my secret, well... I'm sure many would choose to populate their body with Microputians. For now, I will keep my children and their home a secret. Knowing my brethren's attitude towards Microputians, most would not put in the effort to educate and care for their tenants and make sure they get along and be at peace. Kelly's body experiment is proof of that, but at least in her case she felt remorse for her mistakes and we were able to rescue many innocent victims by having her pull at her gag reflex to vomit them up. Most Prodigans would probably treat the little ones as slaves and show no remorse towards these innocent beings. Anyway, I shouldn’t be thinking of “what ifs.” I should be focusing on relaxing my body and mind.
I don't have to worry about anything when I am in in this position, I have been in this position before and my little ones have been fine. They don't feel the change in my body’s position because of the strong gravity that my titanic body exerts over them, just like my world exerts itself over me, so I will proceed to relax and go into meditation in this position. At this time, the tiny caravans should already be inside my ear canals waiting their turn to talk to me and my "little contingent" should have landed on one of my prominent buttocks, maybe a bit too close to my anus. If I relax and concentrate enough, I will be able to hear and feel them all, so I grabbed the stereo control and a relaxing and soothing soundtrack began to play. I closed my eyes and rested my head on my arms. Little by little... my muscles relaxed... I breathed in and out... my heart rate lightened... the music helped... soft and constant tingling in my body manifested itself... over the surface of my nipples and areolas, deep in my navel... over the glands of my clitoris and at the entrance to my vagina... all over my lower abdomen and behind my neck and ears... all over my lower belly and behind my neck and ears... on the surface of my lips and deep in my armpits... my faithful Gulliverians diligently worked to help out their siblings... what great joy and excitement I feel... I could go on like this all night... and then to my mind focused on the prayers of my beautiful children, gathered in my ear canal....
("Dear mother, thank you for helping us to live on you...”)
("You are so amazing and wonderful, O caring goddess!!”)
("May your infinite love and mercy continue to bless us on this mortal journey…")
("My siblings and I thank you infinitely, for your dedication to raising us into strong, capable adults. Thanks to you, we are able to...”)
("Dear mother, we need your help. Could you send one of your guardians to the arch of your right foot? We need you...”)
(“Dear mother, I got the news today. I’m pregnant. I’m going to be a mother too.”)
("Dear mother. My name is Alvin and this is the first time I have come to you. I thank you infinitely for allowing me to live in you and...”)
...unceasingly, the prayers continued, waiting to be answered by me... I cannot describe the satisfaction I feel at this moment.... for changing so many innocent children’s lives for the better... or better yet... for being a Mother Goddess... loved and admired with all my being...
...I am reaching the peak of meditation... my hazy mind wanders to thoughts of my eleven Brobdingnagian children... I never expected to be raising Brobby children as well... I always held contempt toward their species for their cruelty toward those smaller than them... but, I knew better than to blame these poor children for something they never participated in... they were scared, hungry and weak, just like my Microputian children when I adopted them... I raised them with the same love, care and kindness... taught them to be kind to their smaller siblings... they care about them so much, they are willing to sacrifice themselves to shield them from harm... their selflessness truly impressed me... unfortunately, they were too big to inhabit my body, so they moved back to Brobdingnagian society... I still keep in close contact with them...
...just now, I saw a small white light come through a vent. It was my little Lucy in the flying car I built for her.
"Mother! I'm here! Please tell me where to go" her voice came from the speakers in the car.
"Go ahead precious, on my, erm... back... Land there and go meet your siblings. Please escort them safely across my body” I commanded.
...and with my last breath, sleep overcame me... Little by little, I became immersed within a dream... I could sleep peacefully, knowing my eldest daughter would handle guiding her siblings...
...it would be unfortunate if my daughter Lucy could not find them. "How reckless of me" I thought. That sudden move could have seriously affected my Gulliverian children on my skin, but my desire to make these new tenants explore these parts of my body that they had never explored before overpowered the rest of my senses.
When I go into meditation I usually do it while lying on my back on the bed so my children, who arrive every night, are able to land on my belly, my crotch or my breasts, but on very rare occasions they have landed on my immense rear. Of course, it is an obvious place to colonize because my rear is the location of the biggest and most populated metropolis of all my body, except of course, the cities inside my digestive system. According to the last census that my "children" made a year ago, the inhabitants in my entrails already exceeded the populations on my skin by nearly triple their number. The reason for this is because of the immense space in my intestines and the enormous amount of food that I provide them daily. I literally eat twice as much as a normal person and yet I am still able to maintain my slender figure. Of course, I’m far from normal. I often think of the sacrifices my Prodigan kin make to stay slim, their rigorous diets and heavy exercise routines. If they knew my secret, well... I'm sure many would choose to populate their body with Microputians. For now, I will keep my children and their home a secret. Knowing my brethren's attitude towards Microputians, most would not put in the effort to educate and care for their tenants and make sure they get along and be at peace. Kelly's body experiment is proof of that, but at least in her case she felt remorse for her mistakes and we were able to rescue many innocent victims by having her pull at her gag reflex to vomit them up. Most Prodigans would probably treat the little ones as slaves and show no remorse towards these innocent beings. Anyway, I shouldn’t be thinking of “what ifs.” I should be focusing on relaxing my body and mind.
I don't have to worry about anything when I am in in this position, I have been in this position before and my little ones have been fine. They don't feel the change in my body’s position because of the strong gravity that my titanic body exerts over them, just like my world exerts itself over me, so I will proceed to relax and go into meditation in this position. At this time, the tiny caravans should already be inside my ear canals waiting their turn to talk to me and my "little contingent" should have landed on one of my prominent buttocks, maybe a bit too close to my anus. If I relax and concentrate enough, I will be able to hear and feel them all, so I grabbed the stereo control and a relaxing and soothing soundtrack began to play. I closed my eyes and rested my head on my arms. Little by little... my muscles relaxed... I breathed in and out... my heart rate lightened... the music helped... soft and constant tingling in my body manifested itself... over the surface of my nipples and areolas, deep in my navel... over the glands of my clitoris and at the entrance to my vagina... all over my lower abdomen and behind my neck and ears... all over my lower belly and behind my neck and ears... on the surface of my lips and deep in my armpits... my faithful Gulliverians diligently worked to help out their siblings... what great joy and excitement I feel... I could go on like this all night... and then to my mind focused on the prayers of my beautiful children, gathered in my ear canal....
("Dear mother, thank you for helping us to live on you...”)
("You are so amazing and wonderful, O caring goddess!!”)
("May your infinite love and mercy continue to bless us on this mortal journey…")
("My siblings and I thank you infinitely, for your dedication to raising us into strong, capable adults. Thanks to you, we are able to...”)
("Dear mother, we need your help. Could you send one of your guardians to the arch of your right foot? We need you...”)
(“Dear mother, I got the news today. I’m pregnant. I’m going to be a mother too.”)
("Dear mother. My name is Alvin and this is the first time I have come to you. I thank you infinitely for allowing me to live in you and...”)
...unceasingly, the prayers continued, waiting to be answered by me... I cannot describe the satisfaction I feel at this moment.... for changing so many innocent children’s lives for the better... or better yet... for being a Mother Goddess... loved and admired with all my being...
...I am reaching the peak of meditation... my hazy mind wanders to thoughts of my eleven Brobdingnagian children... I never expected to be raising Brobby children as well... I always held contempt toward their species for their cruelty toward those smaller than them... but, I knew better than to blame these poor children for something they never participated in... they were scared, hungry and weak, just like my Microputian children when I adopted them... I raised them with the same love, care and kindness... taught them to be kind to their smaller siblings... they care about them so much, they are willing to sacrifice themselves to shield them from harm... their selflessness truly impressed me... unfortunately, they were too big to inhabit my body, so they moved back to Brobdingnagian society... I still keep in close contact with them...
...just now, I saw a small white light come through a vent. It was my little Lucy in the flying car I built for her.
"Mother! I'm here! Please tell me where to go" her voice came from the speakers in the car.
"Go ahead precious, on my, erm... back... Land there and go meet your siblings. Please escort them safely across my body” I commanded.
...and with my last breath, sleep overcame me... Little by little, I became immersed within a dream... I could sleep peacefully, knowing my eldest daughter would handle guiding her siblings...
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June 8, 2023
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