Never Ending Nightmare
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Olga stares down at your flat, unmoving face on her collarbone and slowly a devious smile forms on her chubby face.
“Maybe it would be better if Tulip never found out about this. She’s been trying to get rid of her insect sibling for years, why spoil things by telling her he’s alive. Besides, she got to toy with the worm for her whole life, it’s time someone else got to enjoy the pleasure of crushing the bug,” Olga says as she nods in approval over her decision. The girl had made up her mind, you were going to be all hers and Tulip would never know about your whereabouts. Olga thought that maybe she could tell Ran. The little Asian was good at keeping secrets and it would be fun to share in punishing you. Olga wondered if it was possible to contort your body to the shape of a Chinese word, which would make a great tattoo for her lower back.
As Olga decides the various ways to make you suffer, you remain frozen, trapped in a nightmare that you can’t escape from. Against Olga’s flesh, you can’t even close your eyes or breath. It’s like you’ve literally become a piece of the fat girl’s skin. You’re left stuck there, alone with your thoughts on how unfair this is and how you wish you could scream. What makes your doom sink in is how when Olga started to talk about what she was going to do, she had been talking to herself, not you. Was that going to be your fate, alone and trapped on the fat girl’s body forever, treated like a blot of ink on her body? For once in your life, you wanted to be back with Tulip. She might have been a masochist, but she never treated you like an object and ignored you like this.
A shadow loomed over you and out of the corner of your eyes, you saw Olga’s chubby fingers going towards you. Pain shot through your one-dimensional body as she scrapped her fingernails against your side. She was trying to peel you off again and this time it was easier because she knew precisely where you were. Taking the pain silently, your body started to roll off Olga’s body. She got her thick fingers nails underneath and pulled you off with one tug. You hung suspended from her fingers as your body filled up and resumed to normal. Gasping for air, you looked wearily up at Olga. You doubted she had come down with a change of heart and feared what the possessive, cruel girl would do to you next.
“How you doing? Having fun being pressed against my sexxa body?” You snorted at the question, Olga knew damn well how much pain you had gone through and she dared to ask if you were having fun. You wanted to escape, but Olga was holding you tightly between her fingers and even if you did get away, she would be able to get you back without any trouble. After spending your whole life a few inches tall, you knew it was impossible to get away from a person unless they were distracted and Olga had her full attention on you.
“Not talking? That’s okay, I know you loved being smushed against me,” Olga let out what could have been a purr, but could of just as much been her clearing her throat. “I peeled you off because I was afraid that Tulip was going to see you when I left the bathroom. I need to hind you somewhere that Tulip will never see you, but where?”
You gulp nervously at the potential places the very creative girl could put you. Every hole on her body was a potential hiding place for you and none of them where good. You hoped she did something like put you in her shoe, smelling her bg sweaty feet was a lot better then being placed anywhere else on her gargantuan body.
Olga tapped her chin as she thought, her tiny mind trying to come up with a solution. “I could put you in my panties, Tulip would never think to look at my ass. How does that sound little guy, want to be on the other side of my butt?” You wretched in disgust at the possibility Olga cramming you up her ass. The huge hunk of flesh had smelled horrible on the outside, no telling how bad it is inside.
Olga seems to consider it for a second before shaking her head. “Naw, we’ll save that one for later.” Sighing in relief, you know that you’ve only dodged one bullet, there were still many more horrible places Olga cold put you. You didn’t even think about being in her ass later, one horror at a time for you. “I need a place where you can’t be seen and I know you can’t get away,” Olga mumbled as she tried to think, which was not easy for her. Finally, an idea came to her simple mind.
“I’ll eat you!” Olga squealed and licked her thick lips. You bite your lip to keep yourself from screaming at Olga in anger. Being in her stomach was going to be hell. You can only imagine what smells and half digested food are floating in Olga’s big gut. You had been swallowed before and it was never fun, but inside Olga’s gut you knew that things were going to be pure hell. You would be shaken and stirred inside her caldron like stomach, crushed under mushy food and swept around by the tide of digestive enzymes and that’s not taking into condition your new body makeup. You could actually melt in there.
“Please,” you beg, but are completely ignored. Olga doesn’t look at you once as she lifted you up to her mouth. Her lips part and she opens her mouth. Warm, putrid air blows out against your face and you gag. You prepare yourself to be tossed in like a piece of candy and swallowed down to Olga’s waiting belly. But as your arm dangles above her teeth, Olga closes her mouth on your arm with a snap. You scream your lungs out as Olga pulls you away from her mouth. She had bitten your arm off at the elbow and was chewing on your arm loudly. You could hear crunches as her teeth grinded flesh and bone to paste. With a gulp, your destroyed arm goes to her stomach and Olga opens her mouth with a sigh.
“Yummy,” she comments as you lay limply between her fingers. Semi-consciously, you look at your arm, watching with dulled fascination as your arm starts reforming. The sight of bones growing and flesh forming out of thin air should have been amazing, but all you could think of was, great, now she can rip my arm off again.
“Please stop,” you weakly plead. What you’ve gone through in the last half and hour had been hellish. Melted by acid, Crushed under a food, flattened by an ass, turned into a tattoo and then ripped limb from limb. Whatever little sanity you had left was cracking as the nightmare continued on without an end in sight.
“Maybe it would be better if Tulip never found out about this. She’s been trying to get rid of her insect sibling for years, why spoil things by telling her he’s alive. Besides, she got to toy with the worm for her whole life, it’s time someone else got to enjoy the pleasure of crushing the bug,” Olga says as she nods in approval over her decision. The girl had made up her mind, you were going to be all hers and Tulip would never know about your whereabouts. Olga thought that maybe she could tell Ran. The little Asian was good at keeping secrets and it would be fun to share in punishing you. Olga wondered if it was possible to contort your body to the shape of a Chinese word, which would make a great tattoo for her lower back.
As Olga decides the various ways to make you suffer, you remain frozen, trapped in a nightmare that you can’t escape from. Against Olga’s flesh, you can’t even close your eyes or breath. It’s like you’ve literally become a piece of the fat girl’s skin. You’re left stuck there, alone with your thoughts on how unfair this is and how you wish you could scream. What makes your doom sink in is how when Olga started to talk about what she was going to do, she had been talking to herself, not you. Was that going to be your fate, alone and trapped on the fat girl’s body forever, treated like a blot of ink on her body? For once in your life, you wanted to be back with Tulip. She might have been a masochist, but she never treated you like an object and ignored you like this.
A shadow loomed over you and out of the corner of your eyes, you saw Olga’s chubby fingers going towards you. Pain shot through your one-dimensional body as she scrapped her fingernails against your side. She was trying to peel you off again and this time it was easier because she knew precisely where you were. Taking the pain silently, your body started to roll off Olga’s body. She got her thick fingers nails underneath and pulled you off with one tug. You hung suspended from her fingers as your body filled up and resumed to normal. Gasping for air, you looked wearily up at Olga. You doubted she had come down with a change of heart and feared what the possessive, cruel girl would do to you next.
“How you doing? Having fun being pressed against my sexxa body?” You snorted at the question, Olga knew damn well how much pain you had gone through and she dared to ask if you were having fun. You wanted to escape, but Olga was holding you tightly between her fingers and even if you did get away, she would be able to get you back without any trouble. After spending your whole life a few inches tall, you knew it was impossible to get away from a person unless they were distracted and Olga had her full attention on you.
“Not talking? That’s okay, I know you loved being smushed against me,” Olga let out what could have been a purr, but could of just as much been her clearing her throat. “I peeled you off because I was afraid that Tulip was going to see you when I left the bathroom. I need to hind you somewhere that Tulip will never see you, but where?”
You gulp nervously at the potential places the very creative girl could put you. Every hole on her body was a potential hiding place for you and none of them where good. You hoped she did something like put you in her shoe, smelling her bg sweaty feet was a lot better then being placed anywhere else on her gargantuan body.
Olga tapped her chin as she thought, her tiny mind trying to come up with a solution. “I could put you in my panties, Tulip would never think to look at my ass. How does that sound little guy, want to be on the other side of my butt?” You wretched in disgust at the possibility Olga cramming you up her ass. The huge hunk of flesh had smelled horrible on the outside, no telling how bad it is inside.
Olga seems to consider it for a second before shaking her head. “Naw, we’ll save that one for later.” Sighing in relief, you know that you’ve only dodged one bullet, there were still many more horrible places Olga cold put you. You didn’t even think about being in her ass later, one horror at a time for you. “I need a place where you can’t be seen and I know you can’t get away,” Olga mumbled as she tried to think, which was not easy for her. Finally, an idea came to her simple mind.
“I’ll eat you!” Olga squealed and licked her thick lips. You bite your lip to keep yourself from screaming at Olga in anger. Being in her stomach was going to be hell. You can only imagine what smells and half digested food are floating in Olga’s big gut. You had been swallowed before and it was never fun, but inside Olga’s gut you knew that things were going to be pure hell. You would be shaken and stirred inside her caldron like stomach, crushed under mushy food and swept around by the tide of digestive enzymes and that’s not taking into condition your new body makeup. You could actually melt in there.
“Please,” you beg, but are completely ignored. Olga doesn’t look at you once as she lifted you up to her mouth. Her lips part and she opens her mouth. Warm, putrid air blows out against your face and you gag. You prepare yourself to be tossed in like a piece of candy and swallowed down to Olga’s waiting belly. But as your arm dangles above her teeth, Olga closes her mouth on your arm with a snap. You scream your lungs out as Olga pulls you away from her mouth. She had bitten your arm off at the elbow and was chewing on your arm loudly. You could hear crunches as her teeth grinded flesh and bone to paste. With a gulp, your destroyed arm goes to her stomach and Olga opens her mouth with a sigh.
“Yummy,” she comments as you lay limply between her fingers. Semi-consciously, you look at your arm, watching with dulled fascination as your arm starts reforming. The sight of bones growing and flesh forming out of thin air should have been amazing, but all you could think of was, great, now she can rip my arm off again.
“Please stop,” you weakly plead. What you’ve gone through in the last half and hour had been hellish. Melted by acid, Crushed under a food, flattened by an ass, turned into a tattoo and then ripped limb from limb. Whatever little sanity you had left was cracking as the nightmare continued on without an end in sight.
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