Death is not your Destiny Today
Your Life......Smaller
chapter 25
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
It was like they say, your entire life flashed before your eyes in the face of immenent death. Somehow even the time of your birth came to mind, from your own perspective of course. This was a memory...but at the same time it was entirely new; the feeling...the sensation of being pushed out of your own mothers vagina.
What sounded like your mom's voice rang in the distance " When do I have to start?"
Next thing you knew the gigantic metallic object you now recognized as a pair of tweezers lifted your infant body and a gruff male voice responded "I think it's already done...."
After that thousands of memories flooded back, from your birth to your current predicament. Things you had long since forgotten, things that were probably best left forgotten and all the rest. Your first time meeting Rachael, dating, Melly's birth, tutoring December....everything was playing in seconds but it was all easy for you to keep up with.
All of the memories played, right to your current situation, the darkness of December's abyss-like nipple shrouding you as you fall into it. The perverted and scary notion of probably dying within your sister's nipple. It was strange...but there was no sadness. In the last few months your life had gone to shit and yet...there were no regrets. You didn't blame Karen, December, Melly, or even God; you were just...okay. The idea of death...seemed eerily peaceful, it's not like you would be missed. Your own family thought of you as a bug, Rachael was probably in a heartbroken rage, and classmates and teachers? All they'll see is a desk missing a speck of dirt.
Only one regret came to mind now, Rachael....you wished you could've spent more time with her.
The nostalgic wave of emotion came to a close as the darkness before you seemed to fade, your landing was in sight! Bracing yourself for the impact you repeated your mantra "Live life to it's fullest." and with a thud you landed.
Death was not your destiny, at your size you expected the surface to be the equivalent of concrete but instead it was more like a bouncy house. Your impact did nothing but cause you to bounce a little bit. You were disoriented but otherwise fully okay.
At least, you WERE okay that is until December's voice rang from the heavens "Where did it go!?"
Wincing you prayed you wouldn't be found, a life inside your sister's nipple was preferable to slavery. It was funny, a moment ago you welcomed death and now you were all finicky again. If there was ever a time for December to be a blond...it was now
What sounded like your mom's voice rang in the distance " When do I have to start?"
Next thing you knew the gigantic metallic object you now recognized as a pair of tweezers lifted your infant body and a gruff male voice responded "I think it's already done...."
After that thousands of memories flooded back, from your birth to your current predicament. Things you had long since forgotten, things that were probably best left forgotten and all the rest. Your first time meeting Rachael, dating, Melly's birth, tutoring December....everything was playing in seconds but it was all easy for you to keep up with.
All of the memories played, right to your current situation, the darkness of December's abyss-like nipple shrouding you as you fall into it. The perverted and scary notion of probably dying within your sister's nipple. It was strange...but there was no sadness. In the last few months your life had gone to shit and yet...there were no regrets. You didn't blame Karen, December, Melly, or even God; you were just...okay. The idea of death...seemed eerily peaceful, it's not like you would be missed. Your own family thought of you as a bug, Rachael was probably in a heartbroken rage, and classmates and teachers? All they'll see is a desk missing a speck of dirt.
Only one regret came to mind now, Rachael....you wished you could've spent more time with her.
The nostalgic wave of emotion came to a close as the darkness before you seemed to fade, your landing was in sight! Bracing yourself for the impact you repeated your mantra "Live life to it's fullest." and with a thud you landed.
Death was not your destiny, at your size you expected the surface to be the equivalent of concrete but instead it was more like a bouncy house. Your impact did nothing but cause you to bounce a little bit. You were disoriented but otherwise fully okay.
At least, you WERE okay that is until December's voice rang from the heavens "Where did it go!?"
Wincing you prayed you wouldn't be found, a life inside your sister's nipple was preferable to slavery. It was funny, a moment ago you welcomed death and now you were all finicky again. If there was ever a time for December to be a blond...it was now
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