BIG mistake!
Your Life......Smaller
chapter 20
by
copier
· original author:
ihateu91
As you rocket downthe enormous curve of her chin you decide to try and enjoy the experience as much as possible by steering and "braking". You use your arms to lean and turn to the left, then the right and then to slow your descent by forcing them into the ground of December's skin.
But all your showing off has put you in a predicament. You've built speed and lost control! You slide straight up and over the curve up to December's bottom lip and remain airborne, sailing over her beautifully pink lip. For the few seconds you are airborne, you prey that December will exhale strongly enough for you to gather some wind and avoid dropping into the impossibly black chasm below. No such luck!
Her lips were only slightly parted by about half a millimetre, though to you it was more like the Grand Canyon. This became apparent when gravity decided to kick in. The full force of gravity and all that forwards momentum you'd gained sent you hurtling right through December's almost closed lips. You fell forever, just making out the large white landmasses that were her teeth as you fell. There was only a sliver of light from above to guide you. You tried to use it to help you land but it was of little to no aid. You hit a touch down in the back of December's throat - thank god she's still asleep!
The impossible cavern of her mouth was a moist, hot chamber full of nothing but darkness. From here in the back of December's throat, you could hear her insides working. Her gigantic breaths like a massive vaccuum. Her rythmic heart, beating away, her mouth making saliva, every movement of her tongue. You could hear it all. You could smell December's dinner. It was like nothing you'd ever experienced. In all your time at this measly little hieght had you ever wound up in somebody's mouth, much less their throat!
Then, deciding to finally make your move, you try to stand up. Huge mistake! The ground is an extremely slippery mass of flesh covered in saliva! You slip and land on your back, slowly sliding further into your sister's esophagus. You try to struggle back to the relative safety of her mouth, but the more you struggle the more you slide deeper into December. Realising this you take once last effort to quickly stand and run. The result is even worse. This time you slip and rocket down through your sleeping sister's esophagus.
You come to an abrupt halt at the end of the tube. You cannot see a thing, but the noises give away your position. Not too far ahead, you can make out the sound of a raging ocean, from above, the steady dripping of liquid, all around the churns and groans of digestion. You're in December's stomach... kind of. You are thankfully at the end of her enormous esophagus. The smell in here is almost toxic. What the hell has December been eating? You apparently.
You sat there, petrified. You're microscopic and on the verge of being made lunch by your unaware sister! You can't see anything and are surrounded by noises that seem as if they were designed to terrify all who may enter. You decide you had enough and turn around in the pitch lack darkness, trying to retace your steps up her throat. But suddenly and terribly you are sent tumbling down into December's stomach as the world seems to turn on it's side. You land with a great big splash in the ocean of digestive fluids below. You panic, under the water like subsatance and swim what you assume to be upwards. As you surface and gasp for air, you hear a muffled beeping from outside. It is then silenced. You look to your watch but cannot see it's face. But you know what the noise was. A certain alarm clock. The continental shift? December sitting up in bed. She was awake.
You then heard an enormous groaning sound from all around you as the stomach began to quake. The sound of gases rising to the surface. A bubble had formed in her stomach. It rose straight up and out of her esophagus. December sat groggily in bed, yet still looked amazingly beautiful. She looked around her room, and as she scanned the floor for her underwear, she felt a funny feeling in her gut. Suddenly, she lout out an almighty belch, catching herself off guard. For you, the burp shook the entire belly, leaving you with another foul stench.December put a hand to her chest and spoke. "Excuse me!" she said, glad that nobody was around to witness it. She patted her tummy a couple of times.
You floated in the middle of her stomach, desperate and afraid. Though you were thankful you somehow hadn't been digested - imagine if you had, December wouldn't have even felt it. You feel like an invading bacterium that has entered December's body. With that in mind you decide you've got two options. Search of land in her stomach, perhaps her stomach walls could offer shelter? Or alternatively... go with the flow and brave a trip through December's digestive system.
But all your showing off has put you in a predicament. You've built speed and lost control! You slide straight up and over the curve up to December's bottom lip and remain airborne, sailing over her beautifully pink lip. For the few seconds you are airborne, you prey that December will exhale strongly enough for you to gather some wind and avoid dropping into the impossibly black chasm below. No such luck!
Her lips were only slightly parted by about half a millimetre, though to you it was more like the Grand Canyon. This became apparent when gravity decided to kick in. The full force of gravity and all that forwards momentum you'd gained sent you hurtling right through December's almost closed lips. You fell forever, just making out the large white landmasses that were her teeth as you fell. There was only a sliver of light from above to guide you. You tried to use it to help you land but it was of little to no aid. You hit a touch down in the back of December's throat - thank god she's still asleep!
The impossible cavern of her mouth was a moist, hot chamber full of nothing but darkness. From here in the back of December's throat, you could hear her insides working. Her gigantic breaths like a massive vaccuum. Her rythmic heart, beating away, her mouth making saliva, every movement of her tongue. You could hear it all. You could smell December's dinner. It was like nothing you'd ever experienced. In all your time at this measly little hieght had you ever wound up in somebody's mouth, much less their throat!
Then, deciding to finally make your move, you try to stand up. Huge mistake! The ground is an extremely slippery mass of flesh covered in saliva! You slip and land on your back, slowly sliding further into your sister's esophagus. You try to struggle back to the relative safety of her mouth, but the more you struggle the more you slide deeper into December. Realising this you take once last effort to quickly stand and run. The result is even worse. This time you slip and rocket down through your sleeping sister's esophagus.
You come to an abrupt halt at the end of the tube. You cannot see a thing, but the noises give away your position. Not too far ahead, you can make out the sound of a raging ocean, from above, the steady dripping of liquid, all around the churns and groans of digestion. You're in December's stomach... kind of. You are thankfully at the end of her enormous esophagus. The smell in here is almost toxic. What the hell has December been eating? You apparently.
You sat there, petrified. You're microscopic and on the verge of being made lunch by your unaware sister! You can't see anything and are surrounded by noises that seem as if they were designed to terrify all who may enter. You decide you had enough and turn around in the pitch lack darkness, trying to retace your steps up her throat. But suddenly and terribly you are sent tumbling down into December's stomach as the world seems to turn on it's side. You land with a great big splash in the ocean of digestive fluids below. You panic, under the water like subsatance and swim what you assume to be upwards. As you surface and gasp for air, you hear a muffled beeping from outside. It is then silenced. You look to your watch but cannot see it's face. But you know what the noise was. A certain alarm clock. The continental shift? December sitting up in bed. She was awake.
You then heard an enormous groaning sound from all around you as the stomach began to quake. The sound of gases rising to the surface. A bubble had formed in her stomach. It rose straight up and out of her esophagus. December sat groggily in bed, yet still looked amazingly beautiful. She looked around her room, and as she scanned the floor for her underwear, she felt a funny feeling in her gut. Suddenly, she lout out an almighty belch, catching herself off guard. For you, the burp shook the entire belly, leaving you with another foul stench.December put a hand to her chest and spoke. "Excuse me!" she said, glad that nobody was around to witness it. She patted her tummy a couple of times.
You floated in the middle of her stomach, desperate and afraid. Though you were thankful you somehow hadn't been digested - imagine if you had, December wouldn't have even felt it. You feel like an invading bacterium that has entered December's body. With that in mind you decide you've got two options. Search of land in her stomach, perhaps her stomach walls could offer shelter? Or alternatively... go with the flow and brave a trip through December's digestive system.
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