The past repeats itself
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
star_sage
Phil at just under three inches of height, had been seen as food by at least half a dozen animals in his life, and had even become part of their diet on one occasion when a local dog of mixed breed gulped the poor boy down. It had been smelly, hot, humid, and painful in the dog's stomach, and had nearly killed him before someone figured out he was missing and finally decided to think of the possibility that he'd been devoured. Luckily it had only taken a few minutes to get him out after finding him, and he'd suffered no permanent physical effects, though he now feared large dogs with avengeance.
Never before though had he considered that another human might just bolt him down in the same way. After all he wasn't really that small, but as he and the glass of milk were raised to Kristen's lips he felt the same fear as he had that day the dog ate him, and swam away from the yawning chasm of the girl's mouth as fast as he could. Unfortunately the flow of milk was just too swift for him, and he flew into the cavern without really slowing down, sliding right off the edge of her tongue and into the long drop down her throat, without her even tasting him.
Outside Kristen did think that the milk had a slightly interesting taste today. Whatever it was she liked it too, and wished she taken the time to savor her drink rather than bolting it down with just that single long gulp which she normally did. Inside Phil had no idea what his presence did to the flavor of the milk, but throughly wished that Kristen had taken smaller sips. At least then he'd just be caught and tortured by her again, and not on his way into her stomach. Oddly his fall was straight, as her esophagus widened to accept him, letting him fall straight into her stomach without the pressure he'd felt during the dog incident.
Of course this didn't mean the experience of being inside her stomach was any better, as he was exposed once again to the humid, foul air that came from the mixture of saliva, food, and digestive juices. The air was like a miasma, and he couldn't see anything at all as he tried to look around. His blindness was caused not only because of the lack of light inside Kristen's body, but also because he was forced to tightly shut his eyes as he felt the fumes of the stomach try to burn them out of his eyes sockets, which was something new in his experience, and probably because Kristen had already eaten something, whereas the dog had taken him in as a full meal.
Kristen, during all this, felt a slight bump in her belly as Phil hit the bottom of her stomach along with the milk, but assumed that it was just a bit of gas caused by the cafeteria food. More immediate to her though was checking on Phil, who she could have sworn she heard a minute ago, yet couldn't feel him. Looking down she found her bra was empty, and that Phil must have fallen out, which forced her into the difficult position of searching for him now, and admitting she lost him, or waiting awhile and taking a look around after lunch. Looking around at those sitting nearby she at last...
Never before though had he considered that another human might just bolt him down in the same way. After all he wasn't really that small, but as he and the glass of milk were raised to Kristen's lips he felt the same fear as he had that day the dog ate him, and swam away from the yawning chasm of the girl's mouth as fast as he could. Unfortunately the flow of milk was just too swift for him, and he flew into the cavern without really slowing down, sliding right off the edge of her tongue and into the long drop down her throat, without her even tasting him.
Outside Kristen did think that the milk had a slightly interesting taste today. Whatever it was she liked it too, and wished she taken the time to savor her drink rather than bolting it down with just that single long gulp which she normally did. Inside Phil had no idea what his presence did to the flavor of the milk, but throughly wished that Kristen had taken smaller sips. At least then he'd just be caught and tortured by her again, and not on his way into her stomach. Oddly his fall was straight, as her esophagus widened to accept him, letting him fall straight into her stomach without the pressure he'd felt during the dog incident.
Of course this didn't mean the experience of being inside her stomach was any better, as he was exposed once again to the humid, foul air that came from the mixture of saliva, food, and digestive juices. The air was like a miasma, and he couldn't see anything at all as he tried to look around. His blindness was caused not only because of the lack of light inside Kristen's body, but also because he was forced to tightly shut his eyes as he felt the fumes of the stomach try to burn them out of his eyes sockets, which was something new in his experience, and probably because Kristen had already eaten something, whereas the dog had taken him in as a full meal.
Kristen, during all this, felt a slight bump in her belly as Phil hit the bottom of her stomach along with the milk, but assumed that it was just a bit of gas caused by the cafeteria food. More immediate to her though was checking on Phil, who she could have sworn she heard a minute ago, yet couldn't feel him. Looking down she found her bra was empty, and that Phil must have fallen out, which forced her into the difficult position of searching for him now, and admitting she lost him, or waiting awhile and taking a look around after lunch. Looking around at those sitting nearby she at last...
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March 24, 2025
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