Full Circle
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
a27293
Sora settles down to work on her at-home tutoring. You spend the next few hours in relative peace, apart from all the gurgling and thumping noises in Sora's intestines, and the occasional muttering, as you shimmy your way along through her digestive tract.
Come mid-afternoon, you've finally reached the exit. Sora feels this and giggles slightly, as she briefly considers leaving you trapped in there a little longer just to mess with you. In the end, though, she heads up to the bathroom to let you out instead.
You feel yourself squeezed out of the fleshy tube and into free fall, air rushing by as you crash-land in cold water and swim to the surface. Once your eyes are adjusted to the sudden bright, white light inside the massive ceramic toilet bowl, you look up to find Sora trying not to giggle looking down at you, holding a clean-looking toilet brush that she extends down at you. From the cereal bowl to her gullet to the thankfully-empty toilet bowl (you've beaten the rest of her breakfast here). How symmetrical.
"What's so funny?" You ask wearily, as you swim over to grab on to the plastic brush head, and are lifted out of the bowl. "Poopie" Sora answers and giggles, setting you gently down in the sink which you see she's already had filled with warm, soapy water. "What?"
"You!" Sora points at you and laughs out loud, as you methodically work on scrubbing yourself clean. Whatever. She leans in closer. "You went down my throat and in my tummy and then out the other end, you're my poopie! Heeheehee..." She keeps laughing until she's red in the face, then stops to ask: "So how's it feel to be my poop?"
"Just great."
"Really?"
"No."
"Oh" Sora makes a face at you and sticks her tongue out in defiance, but just as quickly grins again. "Bummer." She laughs at you some more.
The rest of the day goes by more peacefully. After hearing the girl's murmurs while inside her gut, you realized that she was mostly struggling with stuff that you could help her with, so you spend some time going through her homework with her and patiently explaining the material. She turns out to be fairly quick on the uptake, though the electronic coursework often didn't explain things very well at all - so it was no wonder she'd been having some difficulty with it.
Having finished all of her lecture material for the day, you next spent some time watching TV together, with you perched on her shoulder. Her parents had set up pretty strict family controls, though, so that got boring rather quickly.
You next killed some time by helping Sora lacquer all her nails. Not exactly something you liked or had a lot of experience with, but hey, it was something to do. As a 'reward', she then insisted on setting up a tea party for the two of you, with some doll furniture. You thought she was a little old for this kind of thing at first, and it turned out you were right. The whole thing was just a setup to have you sit on Barbie's lap at the table, which she found highly amusing and you, of course, found highly uncomfortable.
Never mind Barbie being twice your size and made of hard plastic; you hadn't seen a grown woman in months, and so feeling her thighs underneath you and her rigid boobs on either side of your head made you feel anxious and uncomfortable about wearing nothing but swim trunks at the moment, regardless how cold and hard they were. Just when you're starting to panic and wonder how you could play off hiding your waist under the table, Sora puts her teacup down and perks up a bit.
"Hey, Stevie. I just thought of a game we could play. Wait here a sec!" She says, then jumps up and skips out of the room.
A few minutes later, she bursts back in wearing...
Come mid-afternoon, you've finally reached the exit. Sora feels this and giggles slightly, as she briefly considers leaving you trapped in there a little longer just to mess with you. In the end, though, she heads up to the bathroom to let you out instead.
You feel yourself squeezed out of the fleshy tube and into free fall, air rushing by as you crash-land in cold water and swim to the surface. Once your eyes are adjusted to the sudden bright, white light inside the massive ceramic toilet bowl, you look up to find Sora trying not to giggle looking down at you, holding a clean-looking toilet brush that she extends down at you. From the cereal bowl to her gullet to the thankfully-empty toilet bowl (you've beaten the rest of her breakfast here). How symmetrical.
"What's so funny?" You ask wearily, as you swim over to grab on to the plastic brush head, and are lifted out of the bowl. "Poopie" Sora answers and giggles, setting you gently down in the sink which you see she's already had filled with warm, soapy water. "What?"
"You!" Sora points at you and laughs out loud, as you methodically work on scrubbing yourself clean. Whatever. She leans in closer. "You went down my throat and in my tummy and then out the other end, you're my poopie! Heeheehee..." She keeps laughing until she's red in the face, then stops to ask: "So how's it feel to be my poop?"
"Just great."
"Really?"
"No."
"Oh" Sora makes a face at you and sticks her tongue out in defiance, but just as quickly grins again. "Bummer." She laughs at you some more.
The rest of the day goes by more peacefully. After hearing the girl's murmurs while inside her gut, you realized that she was mostly struggling with stuff that you could help her with, so you spend some time going through her homework with her and patiently explaining the material. She turns out to be fairly quick on the uptake, though the electronic coursework often didn't explain things very well at all - so it was no wonder she'd been having some difficulty with it.
Having finished all of her lecture material for the day, you next spent some time watching TV together, with you perched on her shoulder. Her parents had set up pretty strict family controls, though, so that got boring rather quickly.
You next killed some time by helping Sora lacquer all her nails. Not exactly something you liked or had a lot of experience with, but hey, it was something to do. As a 'reward', she then insisted on setting up a tea party for the two of you, with some doll furniture. You thought she was a little old for this kind of thing at first, and it turned out you were right. The whole thing was just a setup to have you sit on Barbie's lap at the table, which she found highly amusing and you, of course, found highly uncomfortable.
Never mind Barbie being twice your size and made of hard plastic; you hadn't seen a grown woman in months, and so feeling her thighs underneath you and her rigid boobs on either side of your head made you feel anxious and uncomfortable about wearing nothing but swim trunks at the moment, regardless how cold and hard they were. Just when you're starting to panic and wonder how you could play off hiding your waist under the table, Sora puts her teacup down and perks up a bit.
"Hey, Stevie. I just thought of a game we could play. Wait here a sec!" She says, then jumps up and skips out of the room.
A few minutes later, she bursts back in wearing...
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