Onslaught
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 16
by
copier
· original author:
swezilian
You had to admit. Despite your precarious position and the uncertainty of your future, you were in one hell of a situation. Something for the history books.
Here you were, at half a centimeter tall, and steadily shrinking still, in a gargantuan humid cave that put any other cave in the world to shame. And you were standing in it while riding the most unstable ground on Earth.
Of course that ground just happened to be a tongue and the cave, your mother's mouth.
You grasped for dear life onto one of the bumps that made up the massive rolling plain. You were fortunate you worked out with weights ahead of time.
Of course, you know you can't hold on forever as your parents have their larger-than-life make out session. You felt some sense of sadness over your poor mother being manipulated by your lying father. You were so angry you didn't realize you were losing control of the tongue until it was too late.
You screamed as you fell towards the back of the mouth of your mother goddess. You tumbled head over heel towards the gaping entrance to her stomach. Fortunately, instead of tumbling into the abyss, you went smack into her uvula.
Not that your current situation was much preferable. You dangled above the abyss, gazing death in the face, all while your parents kissed passionately. As if your supposed demise was something to celebrate!
You remained there, floating just out of death's reach. The noise was deafening. The vibrations immense. The entire mouth shook from the passion, and eventually you realized you were shaking yourself. Not just from the surrounding mouth, but from anger.
How could your father do this to you? Take advantage of your size and your mother's anguish for gratification! Oh when you got out of here, you were going to....
Do what exactly, you realized? You were half a centimeter tall, and from the doctor's own admission, beyond curable. If you survived, you would continue to grow smaller and smaller until who knows what. Your father was already beyond your capacity to harm at this point. He could control you with a finger, and had nearly killed you without awareness or any effort on his part. How much larger would he grow in comparison? The size of a mountain? A planet? He would go on living his life, while you his victim would watch him get away scot free with your maltreatment, witnessing him and your family growing ever more and more expansive, eventually beyond your sight.
You sobbed at this realization that there was no regaining your old life. You were distracted and so once again didn't notice you were losing your grip on the uvula.
"No, no, no!" You gripped tighter, but found yourself slipping. You were less than a minute away from your painful reintegration into the goddess from who you were made
"Open up, honey. Let me fill you up!"
You heard your father's voice reverberate from outside what could be your tomb. Your mother in response opened her jaws, blinding you with the sudden reexposure to light. You opened your eyes in time to find yourself being smeared against the back of the throat by a large pink.... thing.
You hung there in midair, being smushed between flesh. You didn't know what you were attached to, but it was obviously a human part. You weren't sure you wanted to know which.
As painful as it was, the... thing had saved you from a one way trip. You remained stuck to the thing as it backed out of the mouth, extending your brief life for a little longer.
"Well, with any luck, I'll live long enough to shrink to nothing," you thought to yourself miserably.
As you suspected, the thing you were attached to was a body part of your mountain-sized father. Ironic, that he should save you, he being the reason you were nearly eaten to begin with.
That brief moment of relief vanished as you realized which part of your father you were attached to.
"Oh shit."
Here you were, at half a centimeter tall, and steadily shrinking still, in a gargantuan humid cave that put any other cave in the world to shame. And you were standing in it while riding the most unstable ground on Earth.
Of course that ground just happened to be a tongue and the cave, your mother's mouth.
You grasped for dear life onto one of the bumps that made up the massive rolling plain. You were fortunate you worked out with weights ahead of time.
Of course, you know you can't hold on forever as your parents have their larger-than-life make out session. You felt some sense of sadness over your poor mother being manipulated by your lying father. You were so angry you didn't realize you were losing control of the tongue until it was too late.
You screamed as you fell towards the back of the mouth of your mother goddess. You tumbled head over heel towards the gaping entrance to her stomach. Fortunately, instead of tumbling into the abyss, you went smack into her uvula.
Not that your current situation was much preferable. You dangled above the abyss, gazing death in the face, all while your parents kissed passionately. As if your supposed demise was something to celebrate!
You remained there, floating just out of death's reach. The noise was deafening. The vibrations immense. The entire mouth shook from the passion, and eventually you realized you were shaking yourself. Not just from the surrounding mouth, but from anger.
How could your father do this to you? Take advantage of your size and your mother's anguish for gratification! Oh when you got out of here, you were going to....
Do what exactly, you realized? You were half a centimeter tall, and from the doctor's own admission, beyond curable. If you survived, you would continue to grow smaller and smaller until who knows what. Your father was already beyond your capacity to harm at this point. He could control you with a finger, and had nearly killed you without awareness or any effort on his part. How much larger would he grow in comparison? The size of a mountain? A planet? He would go on living his life, while you his victim would watch him get away scot free with your maltreatment, witnessing him and your family growing ever more and more expansive, eventually beyond your sight.
You sobbed at this realization that there was no regaining your old life. You were distracted and so once again didn't notice you were losing your grip on the uvula.
"No, no, no!" You gripped tighter, but found yourself slipping. You were less than a minute away from your painful reintegration into the goddess from who you were made
"Open up, honey. Let me fill you up!"
You heard your father's voice reverberate from outside what could be your tomb. Your mother in response opened her jaws, blinding you with the sudden reexposure to light. You opened your eyes in time to find yourself being smeared against the back of the throat by a large pink.... thing.
You hung there in midair, being smushed between flesh. You didn't know what you were attached to, but it was obviously a human part. You weren't sure you wanted to know which.
As painful as it was, the... thing had saved you from a one way trip. You remained stuck to the thing as it backed out of the mouth, extending your brief life for a little longer.
"Well, with any luck, I'll live long enough to shrink to nothing," you thought to yourself miserably.
As you suspected, the thing you were attached to was a body part of your mountain-sized father. Ironic, that he should save you, he being the reason you were nearly eaten to begin with.
That brief moment of relief vanished as you realized which part of your father you were attached to.
"Oh shit."
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