Riding Tulip's Intestines
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
fueler
Tulip sits on the couch, watching The Fairly OddParents, when she hears the “splosh” from her stomach and feels her stomach working her food (including you) into her intestines. She lets out a sadistic laugh, “Looks like you get to ride the Tulip again, bro! Hope you didn’t have plans today.” She leans back against the couch and pats her stomach, letting out a satisfied sigh. She smiles deeply thinking about you being imprisoned inside of her intestines for the rest of the day.
Meanwhile, your slide through Tulip’s intestines has slowed down. It’s always the same, the stomach drains you out with the digested soup and you slide along the small intestine. You and the liquid slide through her fleshy tubes until you reached what you call “the wall”. This is the part of the intestines you’re at now, where the walls of the intestine are too thin to slide through and you get stuck for a bit. Then it’s up to the intestines to push you through the rest of the way, which moves you through at a few centimeters per minute… painfully slow.
Your body is slick with bile but it doesn’t help at all here. Your momentum has shoved you deep enough into the skinny portion of the tube so that you are being wrapped tightly around from all sides. Breathing is a chore, and the lining of the intestine is pulsating around you in different areas at different intervals, constricting you and loosening its grip. You feel like the intestine is trying to eat you too, and you aren’t far off in your assumption. Usually you start to shimmy your way through the rest of the way out, but you’re not in the mood for it this time. Partly because despite your efforts, the squishy walls constricting you from all around don’t give you very much headway. The main reason is that you aren’t enthusiastic about seeing Tulip once you are out of there.
You suddenly feel like your falling in place, which you realize must be Tulip moving about. She gets up off the couch with a hop, and grabs her purse from her room, then heads out the door. You can hear her humming which reverberates deeply through her insides. Her heartbeat, which is more of a heart-thump to you, is getting faster and you are constantly being pushed further against different walls of flesh which means she’s either skipping or running (you’d bet on skipping personally).
Tulip bounces down the road, skipping merrily until she arrives at her friend’s house. After a few knocks she is greeted by her new friend. You can hear muffled voices coming from the outside; you push your ear against her flesh to listen in. The voice is vaguely familiar and it takes you a minute before you figure out that it is Theresa, a girl you’ve seen hanging around Tulip at school. Theresa isn’t quite fat, but she is a little thicker than normal. She has dark brown hair, brown eyes, and full lips.
You feel the motion of Tulip walking and hear more talking which you can’t quite make out, then you could swear you heard the sound of a door locking. You hear a couple new voices, and some exclamations.
On the outside, Tulip has entered her friend Theresa’s house and gone into her room. She is around a couple other girls she doesn’t know too well but they introduce themselves. One is a redhead named Olga who has a bit of a Russian accent. The other girl is Mercedez, a sarcastic girl with mid-length dark hair. Theresa looks at Tulip and says, “you told me you were going to bring your brother with you, which is why these other girls are here… they wanted to play with him too. Where is he?” Tulip kind of sneers “sorry ladies, he was giving me lip so I decided to punish him… Well… He is here but… only in here”. She lifts up her shirt and pokes her stomach with her index finger. Shouts cast out from all the girls: “What?!”, “Ew!”, “Oh my god! You ate him?!” Tulip hears this and laughs, “Don’t worry so much! He’s just fine in there; I’ve done it like a million times… jeez!” The others quiet down for a moment, and then Mercedez asks “so he is still alive? And you’ll poop him out just fine?” Tulip gives her a thumb up and says “he always comes out happy and healthy! Well… not happy… actually he hates it, but anyways it’s tons of fun!” Tulip can tell they are still a bit unsure so she waves them over, “if you listen closely, you might be able to hear him in there. Come on!”
The girls head over and take turns putting their heads against her stomach, but all they hear is the sound of her stomach gurgling. “Are you sure he’s okay in there?” asks Olga. “Yes I’m sure! He must just be being quiet on purpose.” Tulip slaps her belly and prods it with her finger while shouting, “Hey! Jerk! Make some noise you useless bug! I might let you out if you do!” Still no noise comes out from the inside. “He’s just mad that he’s stuck in there for the rest of the day”. The other girls let out some complaints about how they wish she had just brought him over so they could play with him. The conversation moves from tangent to tangent, and while you are the centerpiece of conversation for a while, they eventually move on to new topics.
You heard everything the girls were saying from the confines of Tulip’s intestine. When the girls took their turns pushing their head against her stomach, you just laid there with your arms crossed and a smirk on your face. If you can’t beat Tulip, you can at least make her look like a horrible sister.
The girls talk more, and the intestine keeps pushing and squeezing you along. Hours and hours go by; you doze off from time to time and are always awakened by the feeling of falling or the bounce of jumping and laughing. Eventually you hear them exchange goodbyes and Tulip goes home. You know she’s reached the house when the door slams. A minute goes by and you hear your mother’s voice. “ Oh, hey Tulip! Wait… Where’s your brother?”. “Steve wanted to go sleep over at a friend’s so I dropped him off.” You hear this and are instantly angry. You start to shout as loud as you can so your mom can find out what happened to you.
Tulip stands in the kitchen; her mom sitting at the table, drunk with a beer. She starts to hear your tiny noises coming from her belly. She looks at her mom who starts to perk up a bit from the noise, trying to figure out what it is and where it’s coming from. Tulip suddenly starts humming to herself loudly, and heads out of the kitchen and into her room. She lets out a sigh of relief and then starts swinging her hips around. “nah nah nah nah nah, nah” she taunts. “Trying to get me in trouble eh? Too bad so sad.” She laughs. As she is laughing she happens to glance at a clock, which reads almost eleven. “Man, it’s late! Looks like you’ll be sleeping with me tonight, bug!” She slips out of her clothing and into her pajamas. After a leap on the bed, she turns off her lamplight and falls fast asleep cuddling her pillow with her face, and her belly with her hand.
On the inside, you curse your failed attempts to be noticed. Tulip has fallen fast asleep, but you still have such a long way to go. You figure it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to catch some shuteye here, and doze off.
You awaken to the feeling of your head pushing against a wall. Looking around you see that you have finally reached the Tulip’s sphincter. You have no idea what time it is but Tulip still seems fast asleep. You decide to make your way out and take a well god-damned deserved shower, and head off to sleep.
Do you make it out quietly?
Meanwhile, your slide through Tulip’s intestines has slowed down. It’s always the same, the stomach drains you out with the digested soup and you slide along the small intestine. You and the liquid slide through her fleshy tubes until you reached what you call “the wall”. This is the part of the intestines you’re at now, where the walls of the intestine are too thin to slide through and you get stuck for a bit. Then it’s up to the intestines to push you through the rest of the way, which moves you through at a few centimeters per minute… painfully slow.
Your body is slick with bile but it doesn’t help at all here. Your momentum has shoved you deep enough into the skinny portion of the tube so that you are being wrapped tightly around from all sides. Breathing is a chore, and the lining of the intestine is pulsating around you in different areas at different intervals, constricting you and loosening its grip. You feel like the intestine is trying to eat you too, and you aren’t far off in your assumption. Usually you start to shimmy your way through the rest of the way out, but you’re not in the mood for it this time. Partly because despite your efforts, the squishy walls constricting you from all around don’t give you very much headway. The main reason is that you aren’t enthusiastic about seeing Tulip once you are out of there.
You suddenly feel like your falling in place, which you realize must be Tulip moving about. She gets up off the couch with a hop, and grabs her purse from her room, then heads out the door. You can hear her humming which reverberates deeply through her insides. Her heartbeat, which is more of a heart-thump to you, is getting faster and you are constantly being pushed further against different walls of flesh which means she’s either skipping or running (you’d bet on skipping personally).
Tulip bounces down the road, skipping merrily until she arrives at her friend’s house. After a few knocks she is greeted by her new friend. You can hear muffled voices coming from the outside; you push your ear against her flesh to listen in. The voice is vaguely familiar and it takes you a minute before you figure out that it is Theresa, a girl you’ve seen hanging around Tulip at school. Theresa isn’t quite fat, but she is a little thicker than normal. She has dark brown hair, brown eyes, and full lips.
You feel the motion of Tulip walking and hear more talking which you can’t quite make out, then you could swear you heard the sound of a door locking. You hear a couple new voices, and some exclamations.
On the outside, Tulip has entered her friend Theresa’s house and gone into her room. She is around a couple other girls she doesn’t know too well but they introduce themselves. One is a redhead named Olga who has a bit of a Russian accent. The other girl is Mercedez, a sarcastic girl with mid-length dark hair. Theresa looks at Tulip and says, “you told me you were going to bring your brother with you, which is why these other girls are here… they wanted to play with him too. Where is he?” Tulip kind of sneers “sorry ladies, he was giving me lip so I decided to punish him… Well… He is here but… only in here”. She lifts up her shirt and pokes her stomach with her index finger. Shouts cast out from all the girls: “What?!”, “Ew!”, “Oh my god! You ate him?!” Tulip hears this and laughs, “Don’t worry so much! He’s just fine in there; I’ve done it like a million times… jeez!” The others quiet down for a moment, and then Mercedez asks “so he is still alive? And you’ll poop him out just fine?” Tulip gives her a thumb up and says “he always comes out happy and healthy! Well… not happy… actually he hates it, but anyways it’s tons of fun!” Tulip can tell they are still a bit unsure so she waves them over, “if you listen closely, you might be able to hear him in there. Come on!”
The girls head over and take turns putting their heads against her stomach, but all they hear is the sound of her stomach gurgling. “Are you sure he’s okay in there?” asks Olga. “Yes I’m sure! He must just be being quiet on purpose.” Tulip slaps her belly and prods it with her finger while shouting, “Hey! Jerk! Make some noise you useless bug! I might let you out if you do!” Still no noise comes out from the inside. “He’s just mad that he’s stuck in there for the rest of the day”. The other girls let out some complaints about how they wish she had just brought him over so they could play with him. The conversation moves from tangent to tangent, and while you are the centerpiece of conversation for a while, they eventually move on to new topics.
You heard everything the girls were saying from the confines of Tulip’s intestine. When the girls took their turns pushing their head against her stomach, you just laid there with your arms crossed and a smirk on your face. If you can’t beat Tulip, you can at least make her look like a horrible sister.
The girls talk more, and the intestine keeps pushing and squeezing you along. Hours and hours go by; you doze off from time to time and are always awakened by the feeling of falling or the bounce of jumping and laughing. Eventually you hear them exchange goodbyes and Tulip goes home. You know she’s reached the house when the door slams. A minute goes by and you hear your mother’s voice. “ Oh, hey Tulip! Wait… Where’s your brother?”. “Steve wanted to go sleep over at a friend’s so I dropped him off.” You hear this and are instantly angry. You start to shout as loud as you can so your mom can find out what happened to you.
Tulip stands in the kitchen; her mom sitting at the table, drunk with a beer. She starts to hear your tiny noises coming from her belly. She looks at her mom who starts to perk up a bit from the noise, trying to figure out what it is and where it’s coming from. Tulip suddenly starts humming to herself loudly, and heads out of the kitchen and into her room. She lets out a sigh of relief and then starts swinging her hips around. “nah nah nah nah nah, nah” she taunts. “Trying to get me in trouble eh? Too bad so sad.” She laughs. As she is laughing she happens to glance at a clock, which reads almost eleven. “Man, it’s late! Looks like you’ll be sleeping with me tonight, bug!” She slips out of her clothing and into her pajamas. After a leap on the bed, she turns off her lamplight and falls fast asleep cuddling her pillow with her face, and her belly with her hand.
On the inside, you curse your failed attempts to be noticed. Tulip has fallen fast asleep, but you still have such a long way to go. You figure it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to catch some shuteye here, and doze off.
You awaken to the feeling of your head pushing against a wall. Looking around you see that you have finally reached the Tulip’s sphincter. You have no idea what time it is but Tulip still seems fast asleep. You decide to make your way out and take a well god-damned deserved shower, and head off to sleep.
Do you make it out quietly?
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