Really Eaten
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 24
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
It seems like you’ve spent your whole life around or inside mouths, which is ironic considering how sensitive your ears are to people’s voices. But you’re never been brought to a mouth to listen, only to be swallowed, which has taken on a much darker twist now that you’re body is malleable and regenerating. Right now, you’re inside another mouth, this one belonging to your mind slave Ran, who has graciously hidden you between her gleaming teeth to protect you from your sadistic sister. You’re used to sitting on peoples tongues by now. All mouths are pretty much the same except for the size and smell. Ran’s mouth is tight, so you have to sit down or your head would bump into the roof of her mouth and her breath is slightly spicy, but not terrible. Other then that, everything is the same as every other mouth you’ve ever been in. It’s balmy, wet and dark, with warm air blowing up from the esophagus onto you. After years and years of sitting on different peoples tongues, the wonderment of being inside someone’s jaws has diminished greatly. You yawn, wondering when Ran will get a chance to spit you out.
“Hello Ran, any luck finding our tiny toy?”
And suddenly you aren’t bored. Tulip’s voice sends shivers of dread down your spine. You’ll never understand how someone related to you, much less your little sister, could hate you so much to want to see you suffer a slow, agonizing death. You must have done some real evil shit in a previous life to get a sister that would creep out the Anti-Christ.
You’re jostled around inside Ran’s mouth as she shakes her head. Saliva sloshes around your waist, but you ignore it. If saliva is the worst thing you get drenched in tonight, you can consider yourself lucky. You listen for your sister, growing more nervous as Tulip remains silent. Tulip is always talking, either to make threats or promise retribution, her sudden silence leaves you fearing the worse. Just as you start wondering if you should try communicating to Ran somehow to get her to leave, you are jolted violently forward, past Ran’s teeth and right into Tulip’s open hand.
“Gottcha!” Tulip snarls, her fingers closing around you like a cage. Sitting up in terror, you look out and see Ran holding the back of her head in pain. Tulip had whacked her friend in the back of the head to get her to spit you out. She had no idea you were controlling her, only that you were hiding in her mouth. Tulip could have asked Ran to spit you out voluntarily, but the crazy bitch found smacking the Asian girl much in the head much more fun. Tulip smiled darkly down at you, then looks up and sneered at a still wincing Ran.
“You tried to steal my toy!” Tulip childishly bemoaned, bringing her fingers down around you and crushing you into a tiny ball. The pain comes quickly as your limbs snap, but you retain your sight and hearing and watch as your only hope vanishes. “Olga, take this Jap traitor into the other room! I’ll deal with her after I’ve finished the bug off for good.”
You watch Ran be led off by your other mind control puppet. You try to call out to tell both of them to attack Tulip and save you, but your chest is still crushed and you can only moan softly. You watch the tubby Olga push Ran away, but the girl turns to look at Tulip one last time. It seems like she’s going to say something and you fear she’s going to reveal your mind control ability, instead she screams at Tulip. “I’m Korean you stupid…”
The last part is cut off as Olga pushes her out of the room and looks back blankly. Seems the fat cow is still having trouble getting her wits about her. You try to call out for help, but Olga quickly leaves after your sister gives her a dirty look. Your body retains its shape a moment later, but it’s too late. Your mind slaves can’t hear you and you’re alone with the psychotic junior high school girl from hell. Mustering up all your courage, you stare defiantly at your sister’s evil face and try not to tremble at what you saw. Whenever you’ve been around Tulip she seemed happy and smiling, never showing any signs of anger. When she squished you, she smiled. When she smothered you, she giggled. When she swallowed you, she moaned. She was evil, but not angry evil. Right now, she was looking at you with an ugly sneer and rage burning in her eyes.
“I wasted my afternoon looking for you,” she simply states like wasting her time was a capital offense. You got nothing to say to that. If you tell her that you tried to escape because she was torturing you, it would only make it worse. Tulip didn’t care if you were in pain, she only cared that she was the one giving you pain. You couldn’t beg either. Begging had never gotten any results except more torture. Bargaining was impossible as well because what could you offer her? She already pretty much owned you. Tulip was like an act of God, you couldn’t reason with her. All you could do was get out of her way.
No choice left, you stared at Tulip, wondering what horrible thing she’d taunt you with or threaten. Instead of Tulip saying anything, she acted. You were her toy bug, not worth talking to, not worth explaining what she was going to do. She had grown bored of your terrified expression, bored with speaking to you like you were a person and tired of you existing. Tulip had decided that this was the end of you, but wasn’t planning to let you know until it happened. So, with no regret, no second thoughts, not even a fond memory, she tossed you into her mouth.
Being tossed into her mouth caught you by surprise, not because it was out of character for Tulip to put you there, but you expected her to put you somewhere more dangerous like under her foot or butt. You thought this was going to be your chance to find out if you can survive digestion. You thought that Tulip was going to swallow you down like all the times before. You thought wrong.
Tulip’s tongue surges up from under you, tossing you off her slippery tongue with easy. You land chest first on her teeth and before you realize what’s going down, Tulip snap her upper teeth down on your unprotected back. Her gleaming molars snap your spin and keep going, nearly cutting you in half. As the pain shoots through you, Tulip opens her mouth and her tongue again pushes you around until you are lying down on a row of pointy, hard teeth. Whimpering, you now know what’s doing to happen, but aren’t prepared with inflexible, jagged teeth crash down on you. More of you is mashed as Tulip gnaws on your soft body, moaning softly as her teeth grind every inch of you. Her teeth pull back, only to come down again, crushing you over and over again between her molars like a piece of gum. As the pain continues and you feel every inch of you get pulverized and mashed, you start wondering if Tulip really will treat you like gum. Maybe she’ll blow a brother bubble?
You’d laugh at the crazy thought if your whole head wasn’t a chewed up piece of flesh. Tulip keeps chewing on you, never pausing for a second to let you regain any shape. The pain is incredible, but worst of all you can no longer tell what she’s grinding down with her teeth. You’re an unidentifiable pink blob with teeth marks all over you. You really do look like a piece of gum. If Tulip spit you out right now, no one would know that you were once a person. Saliva drips off every inch of your shapeless form. You twitch as Tulip gnaws on you hard and some of you gets caught in her teeth. That’s the weirdest part, you can still see. You have no face, much less eyes yet you can see every detail of Tulips mouth as her teeth chomp down on you. Whatever cruel fate made you this way must have wanted to suffer more and be able to witness the carnage first hand.
Tulip keeps chewing on you, even though you’re nothing more then a blob, she doesn’t quit. It’s hard for you to know how much time she’s spent gnawing you, it feels like hours, but it might be only minutes. You know torture distorts your perception of time. The only chance you get from her blunt teeth is when Tulip starts tossing you around her mouth and pushes you into the top of her mouth. Her tongue pushes you flat against the roof of her jaw and you become stuck there. Like peanut butter you’re glued to the roof of her mouth with no where to go. This was no reprieve though; Tulip instantly started trying to lick you off. Her fat, soft tongue pounded against your flat form, moving up you very slowly. You wish you could cry. Tulip had reduced you to nothing more then a piece of food stuck to the top of her mouth. The humiliation was almost as bad as the pain.
She got you off the roof of her mouth. She had to peel you off with her fingernail. When you saw her finger come towards you, your first thought was that she was going to pull you out. Instead, she peeled you off the top of her mouth and let you fall with a splat on her tongue. Her tongue went to work then, rolling your malleable form into a tiny ball. Being compress into a perfect sphere wasn’t fun, but with every inch of you already as soft as clay, the pain was manageable. Lying in the middle of your sister’s tongue, a tiny ball of flesh, the only thing you wished was for this to end. You got your wish a second later when Tulip tilted her tongue back and you rolled strait towards her throat.
Your compressed ball form was no bigger then a pill and with all her experience she had from gulping down your old three-inch form, Tulip swallowed you without any problem. You dropped, muscles in the throat pulling you towards an uncertain fate. Being swallowed was another thing you were used to. It had happened a hundred times before, only this time you weren’t sure it was a return trip. You spend your last moments actually enjoying the trip down Tulip’s throat. Being massaged down someone’s neck has always been the only part of being swallowed you ever enjoyed. It was safe and relaxed, giving you a chance to close your eyes and listen to the sweet sound of a heart beating. You can’t close your eyes now because you have none, but that doesn’t change the fact that you are enjoying the final journey. If Tulip had ever known that you enjoyed this part even slightly, you’re sure she’d punch her own throat just to make it miserable for you.
The journey ends with you fall from the end of the esophagus towards the bottom of the stomach. You see the thick digestive enzymes bubbling beneath you as you plunged into the thick juices. You cause a tiny splash, falling towards the bottom of the stomach. There you lie, on the bottom of your little sister’s stomach, a pill sized ball of unmoving flesh. Then you start being digested.
If you had a mouth, you’d be saying, ‘Tulip you are such a….’
“Urp.”
A tiny little burp escaped Tulip. She covered her mouth as best she could, but her hand couldn’t hide her smile. Grinning unabashedly, Tulip skipped towards the bathroom to brush her teeth. She didn’t even want your taste remaining in her mouth. She gave no heed to Ran or Olga as she skipped past them, she’d deal with the Asian after she brushed her teeth. To imagine, that bitch thought she could keep her brother as a pet? Tulip had always known that Ran wanted to own her brother. She was always going on about wanting a pet, but couldn’t keep one because her father was allergic to animal hair. She had thought you would be the perfect pet. What an idiot.
Bugs should be stomped out, not domesticated.
Tulip turned on the bathroom light and smiled at her reflection in the mirror. She could honestly say she was in a great mood after finally getting rid of the waste of space. Humming softly, she grabbed her toothbrush and liberally applied as much toothpaste as possible. She didn’t want her breath stinking of brother. She was about to brush when she suddenly remembered she had to floss. Grabbing a thread of floss, Tulip quickly ran it between her teeth, getting the bits of food hidden between her pearly whites. Soft bits of mashed up food came out and Tulip spit them out quickly into the sink. Throwing away the floss, Tulip started brushing her teeth, giving no mind to what she’d spit out.
For the next few minutes, Tulip brushed her teeth hard enough to make her gums bleed. She wanted your taste done forever. Tomorrow, she looked forward to the bowel movement that would rid the last of you from her life forever. Maybe she’d even say some final words, like good riddance or it’s been fun. It seemed so perfect that you’re digested remains would rest with crap even bigger then you. Tulip nearly chocked on her toothbrush as she burst into cruel laugher.
“…Bitch!”
Her toothbrush dropped from Tulips hand as she looked down to the sink. Standing there, in all your three-inch glory was the one person Tulip was sure she’d never see again. It was only a small crumb sized piece of you lodged in Tulip’s teeth, but it was enough. You were alive again and there was only one thing on your mind, REVENGE!
“Hello Ran, any luck finding our tiny toy?”
And suddenly you aren’t bored. Tulip’s voice sends shivers of dread down your spine. You’ll never understand how someone related to you, much less your little sister, could hate you so much to want to see you suffer a slow, agonizing death. You must have done some real evil shit in a previous life to get a sister that would creep out the Anti-Christ.
You’re jostled around inside Ran’s mouth as she shakes her head. Saliva sloshes around your waist, but you ignore it. If saliva is the worst thing you get drenched in tonight, you can consider yourself lucky. You listen for your sister, growing more nervous as Tulip remains silent. Tulip is always talking, either to make threats or promise retribution, her sudden silence leaves you fearing the worse. Just as you start wondering if you should try communicating to Ran somehow to get her to leave, you are jolted violently forward, past Ran’s teeth and right into Tulip’s open hand.
“Gottcha!” Tulip snarls, her fingers closing around you like a cage. Sitting up in terror, you look out and see Ran holding the back of her head in pain. Tulip had whacked her friend in the back of the head to get her to spit you out. She had no idea you were controlling her, only that you were hiding in her mouth. Tulip could have asked Ran to spit you out voluntarily, but the crazy bitch found smacking the Asian girl much in the head much more fun. Tulip smiled darkly down at you, then looks up and sneered at a still wincing Ran.
“You tried to steal my toy!” Tulip childishly bemoaned, bringing her fingers down around you and crushing you into a tiny ball. The pain comes quickly as your limbs snap, but you retain your sight and hearing and watch as your only hope vanishes. “Olga, take this Jap traitor into the other room! I’ll deal with her after I’ve finished the bug off for good.”
You watch Ran be led off by your other mind control puppet. You try to call out to tell both of them to attack Tulip and save you, but your chest is still crushed and you can only moan softly. You watch the tubby Olga push Ran away, but the girl turns to look at Tulip one last time. It seems like she’s going to say something and you fear she’s going to reveal your mind control ability, instead she screams at Tulip. “I’m Korean you stupid…”
The last part is cut off as Olga pushes her out of the room and looks back blankly. Seems the fat cow is still having trouble getting her wits about her. You try to call out for help, but Olga quickly leaves after your sister gives her a dirty look. Your body retains its shape a moment later, but it’s too late. Your mind slaves can’t hear you and you’re alone with the psychotic junior high school girl from hell. Mustering up all your courage, you stare defiantly at your sister’s evil face and try not to tremble at what you saw. Whenever you’ve been around Tulip she seemed happy and smiling, never showing any signs of anger. When she squished you, she smiled. When she smothered you, she giggled. When she swallowed you, she moaned. She was evil, but not angry evil. Right now, she was looking at you with an ugly sneer and rage burning in her eyes.
“I wasted my afternoon looking for you,” she simply states like wasting her time was a capital offense. You got nothing to say to that. If you tell her that you tried to escape because she was torturing you, it would only make it worse. Tulip didn’t care if you were in pain, she only cared that she was the one giving you pain. You couldn’t beg either. Begging had never gotten any results except more torture. Bargaining was impossible as well because what could you offer her? She already pretty much owned you. Tulip was like an act of God, you couldn’t reason with her. All you could do was get out of her way.
No choice left, you stared at Tulip, wondering what horrible thing she’d taunt you with or threaten. Instead of Tulip saying anything, she acted. You were her toy bug, not worth talking to, not worth explaining what she was going to do. She had grown bored of your terrified expression, bored with speaking to you like you were a person and tired of you existing. Tulip had decided that this was the end of you, but wasn’t planning to let you know until it happened. So, with no regret, no second thoughts, not even a fond memory, she tossed you into her mouth.
Being tossed into her mouth caught you by surprise, not because it was out of character for Tulip to put you there, but you expected her to put you somewhere more dangerous like under her foot or butt. You thought this was going to be your chance to find out if you can survive digestion. You thought that Tulip was going to swallow you down like all the times before. You thought wrong.
Tulip’s tongue surges up from under you, tossing you off her slippery tongue with easy. You land chest first on her teeth and before you realize what’s going down, Tulip snap her upper teeth down on your unprotected back. Her gleaming molars snap your spin and keep going, nearly cutting you in half. As the pain shoots through you, Tulip opens her mouth and her tongue again pushes you around until you are lying down on a row of pointy, hard teeth. Whimpering, you now know what’s doing to happen, but aren’t prepared with inflexible, jagged teeth crash down on you. More of you is mashed as Tulip gnaws on your soft body, moaning softly as her teeth grind every inch of you. Her teeth pull back, only to come down again, crushing you over and over again between her molars like a piece of gum. As the pain continues and you feel every inch of you get pulverized and mashed, you start wondering if Tulip really will treat you like gum. Maybe she’ll blow a brother bubble?
You’d laugh at the crazy thought if your whole head wasn’t a chewed up piece of flesh. Tulip keeps chewing on you, never pausing for a second to let you regain any shape. The pain is incredible, but worst of all you can no longer tell what she’s grinding down with her teeth. You’re an unidentifiable pink blob with teeth marks all over you. You really do look like a piece of gum. If Tulip spit you out right now, no one would know that you were once a person. Saliva drips off every inch of your shapeless form. You twitch as Tulip gnaws on you hard and some of you gets caught in her teeth. That’s the weirdest part, you can still see. You have no face, much less eyes yet you can see every detail of Tulips mouth as her teeth chomp down on you. Whatever cruel fate made you this way must have wanted to suffer more and be able to witness the carnage first hand.
Tulip keeps chewing on you, even though you’re nothing more then a blob, she doesn’t quit. It’s hard for you to know how much time she’s spent gnawing you, it feels like hours, but it might be only minutes. You know torture distorts your perception of time. The only chance you get from her blunt teeth is when Tulip starts tossing you around her mouth and pushes you into the top of her mouth. Her tongue pushes you flat against the roof of her jaw and you become stuck there. Like peanut butter you’re glued to the roof of her mouth with no where to go. This was no reprieve though; Tulip instantly started trying to lick you off. Her fat, soft tongue pounded against your flat form, moving up you very slowly. You wish you could cry. Tulip had reduced you to nothing more then a piece of food stuck to the top of her mouth. The humiliation was almost as bad as the pain.
She got you off the roof of her mouth. She had to peel you off with her fingernail. When you saw her finger come towards you, your first thought was that she was going to pull you out. Instead, she peeled you off the top of her mouth and let you fall with a splat on her tongue. Her tongue went to work then, rolling your malleable form into a tiny ball. Being compress into a perfect sphere wasn’t fun, but with every inch of you already as soft as clay, the pain was manageable. Lying in the middle of your sister’s tongue, a tiny ball of flesh, the only thing you wished was for this to end. You got your wish a second later when Tulip tilted her tongue back and you rolled strait towards her throat.
Your compressed ball form was no bigger then a pill and with all her experience she had from gulping down your old three-inch form, Tulip swallowed you without any problem. You dropped, muscles in the throat pulling you towards an uncertain fate. Being swallowed was another thing you were used to. It had happened a hundred times before, only this time you weren’t sure it was a return trip. You spend your last moments actually enjoying the trip down Tulip’s throat. Being massaged down someone’s neck has always been the only part of being swallowed you ever enjoyed. It was safe and relaxed, giving you a chance to close your eyes and listen to the sweet sound of a heart beating. You can’t close your eyes now because you have none, but that doesn’t change the fact that you are enjoying the final journey. If Tulip had ever known that you enjoyed this part even slightly, you’re sure she’d punch her own throat just to make it miserable for you.
The journey ends with you fall from the end of the esophagus towards the bottom of the stomach. You see the thick digestive enzymes bubbling beneath you as you plunged into the thick juices. You cause a tiny splash, falling towards the bottom of the stomach. There you lie, on the bottom of your little sister’s stomach, a pill sized ball of unmoving flesh. Then you start being digested.
If you had a mouth, you’d be saying, ‘Tulip you are such a….’
“Urp.”
A tiny little burp escaped Tulip. She covered her mouth as best she could, but her hand couldn’t hide her smile. Grinning unabashedly, Tulip skipped towards the bathroom to brush her teeth. She didn’t even want your taste remaining in her mouth. She gave no heed to Ran or Olga as she skipped past them, she’d deal with the Asian after she brushed her teeth. To imagine, that bitch thought she could keep her brother as a pet? Tulip had always known that Ran wanted to own her brother. She was always going on about wanting a pet, but couldn’t keep one because her father was allergic to animal hair. She had thought you would be the perfect pet. What an idiot.
Bugs should be stomped out, not domesticated.
Tulip turned on the bathroom light and smiled at her reflection in the mirror. She could honestly say she was in a great mood after finally getting rid of the waste of space. Humming softly, she grabbed her toothbrush and liberally applied as much toothpaste as possible. She didn’t want her breath stinking of brother. She was about to brush when she suddenly remembered she had to floss. Grabbing a thread of floss, Tulip quickly ran it between her teeth, getting the bits of food hidden between her pearly whites. Soft bits of mashed up food came out and Tulip spit them out quickly into the sink. Throwing away the floss, Tulip started brushing her teeth, giving no mind to what she’d spit out.
For the next few minutes, Tulip brushed her teeth hard enough to make her gums bleed. She wanted your taste done forever. Tomorrow, she looked forward to the bowel movement that would rid the last of you from her life forever. Maybe she’d even say some final words, like good riddance or it’s been fun. It seemed so perfect that you’re digested remains would rest with crap even bigger then you. Tulip nearly chocked on her toothbrush as she burst into cruel laugher.
“…Bitch!”
Her toothbrush dropped from Tulips hand as she looked down to the sink. Standing there, in all your three-inch glory was the one person Tulip was sure she’d never see again. It was only a small crumb sized piece of you lodged in Tulip’s teeth, but it was enough. You were alive again and there was only one thing on your mind, REVENGE!
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