Nicole's Spirited Search
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
smashedunder
The moment Nicole was sent to his stomach, she marveled at the way his moist internals pulsed, barely visible in the darkness. She put a hand to the stomach wall and whistled. "Far out..." she said to herself, relishing the slick and fleshy textures--and the smell. She wasn't old enough to drink, but Nicole knew what alcohol smelled like. Even after a night of the stuff processing through his brother's digestive system, there were still trace amounts that lingered throughout, and at Nicole's reduced size, it was even more potent. The sounds too were menacing and overbearing, but in Nicole's eager mind, they simply made her more excited to see what fresh new adventure awaited her as this dream delivered her into Derek's stomach. In fact, all of her senses were being attacked head on--the dream was creating a scarily realistic rendition of how it might be to be swallowed whole by your older brother.
The only sense that the dream didn't see fit to reproduce in such fidelity was sight--Nicole was nearly blind.
"Ach... can't see anything in here..." Nicole complained, now working hard to tread upon the stomach floor quickly before it was refilled of acid. She squinted, occasionally needing to rub gaseous fluids that condensed on her face out of her eyes. Anything in Derek's stomach had digested over the last night, or been expelled into the toilet. This stomach was broad, but empty. On the bright side, this should in theory making locating Mom easy!
"Moooooom?" Nicole called out, cupping her hands to her mouth before getting back to walking. "MOM!!" Nicole winced—a bit of acid had fallen from somewhere she couldn’t see, and it hit her bare shoulder and produced a sting. "Ouch! This dream is hella realistic... MOM!!" Nicole renewed her screaming, wandering aimlessly along the stomach floor as she searched in vain for a mother who in all likelihood had been reduced to nutrients by now—not that she consciously understood that.
"Geez... where could she be?"
Just as Nicole was about to begin searching another quadrant of the stomach, she felt a shift and a quake. She gasped and looked downward... seeping up from the gelatinous floor of the stomach was liquid. Acid. Already, enough had accumulated that it covered her toes, producing a mild sting with every step she took. Then, things got worse as the cavern shifted even more. Nicole yelped as Derek’s body went horizontal, completely upending her orientation and splashing several buckets’ worth of built-up acid on her forehead. Grimacing, Nicole brought herself to her feet. In the utter blackness, Nicole was beginning to get annoyed. That stinging feeling that had only affected her at various spots now affected her entire body! This is the worst dream ever--she'd make sure to write a scathing review of it in her diary when she woke up.
After what felt like eons of walking, the acid had regenerated to the point that it rubbed against her thighs. In moments, more of Nicole would be submerged than not, and that wasn’t something she wanted to deal with. She’d need to find Mom fast. Nicole ran her fingers through her hair to remove the excess stomach acids and trace food particles, and she noticed with a pang of concern that a clump of her hair had simply... came out with it. "Huh, that's not good."
...
Was this a dream?
Then, Nicole remembered. Ha! Of course it was! It was utterly ridiculous to imagine Derek would've both shrunken their mom, and then shrank her without even getting the go-ahead first. And sending her into his stomach? Pure lunacy.
Concerns assuaged, Nicole resumed the search. Even if this was a dream, she still wanted to feel accomplished with something to do. She wondered... is Mom somewhere underneath the waves?
Nicole eyed the murky acid, now waist-height. She’d spent this entire trek avoiding it, and she was NOT eager to offer herself to the depths on a platter. But on the other hand, she'd searched what felt like the whole stomach, and Mom was nowhere to be found. If she'd sank below the surface, then time would be of the essence.
"Alright, mom!" Nicole said to herself, taking a big heaping gulp of breath. "I'm coming to save you!" she cheered, before diving headfirst into the acid below, kicking her feet as she did her best to probe the stomach floor. It hurt to open her eyes, so she tried to navigate through hearing and touch... to mixed results. On the bright side, the fatigue and aches of her muscles were quickly going away as well, which Nicole—or, what remained of her brain—thought was quite pleasant.
The last thought Nicole had as more and more of her body was dissolved into soup?
Yeah. This may be the worst dream in history.
***
Derek woke up feeling remarkably better rested than he had been. So rested in fact, that he almost had to jog his memory of the events earlier that morning... and what he'd subjected Nicole to.
In a panic, Derek suddenly screamed, "Nicole!" He flicked his belly and bowed over, hoping to hear something, anything. "You in there, sis?"
His stomach only grumbled in response, having eagerly digested the second lady of the past 24 hours.
"Ah, fuck!" Derek screamed. He was running out of options. Now both Nicole and Debbie were trapped in his bowels? This was getting worse by the minute. He'd need to send in someone new to bring them both home. Someone he could trust with anything. Someone like...
The only sense that the dream didn't see fit to reproduce in such fidelity was sight--Nicole was nearly blind.
"Ach... can't see anything in here..." Nicole complained, now working hard to tread upon the stomach floor quickly before it was refilled of acid. She squinted, occasionally needing to rub gaseous fluids that condensed on her face out of her eyes. Anything in Derek's stomach had digested over the last night, or been expelled into the toilet. This stomach was broad, but empty. On the bright side, this should in theory making locating Mom easy!
"Moooooom?" Nicole called out, cupping her hands to her mouth before getting back to walking. "MOM!!" Nicole winced—a bit of acid had fallen from somewhere she couldn’t see, and it hit her bare shoulder and produced a sting. "Ouch! This dream is hella realistic... MOM!!" Nicole renewed her screaming, wandering aimlessly along the stomach floor as she searched in vain for a mother who in all likelihood had been reduced to nutrients by now—not that she consciously understood that.
"Geez... where could she be?"
Just as Nicole was about to begin searching another quadrant of the stomach, she felt a shift and a quake. She gasped and looked downward... seeping up from the gelatinous floor of the stomach was liquid. Acid. Already, enough had accumulated that it covered her toes, producing a mild sting with every step she took. Then, things got worse as the cavern shifted even more. Nicole yelped as Derek’s body went horizontal, completely upending her orientation and splashing several buckets’ worth of built-up acid on her forehead. Grimacing, Nicole brought herself to her feet. In the utter blackness, Nicole was beginning to get annoyed. That stinging feeling that had only affected her at various spots now affected her entire body! This is the worst dream ever--she'd make sure to write a scathing review of it in her diary when she woke up.
After what felt like eons of walking, the acid had regenerated to the point that it rubbed against her thighs. In moments, more of Nicole would be submerged than not, and that wasn’t something she wanted to deal with. She’d need to find Mom fast. Nicole ran her fingers through her hair to remove the excess stomach acids and trace food particles, and she noticed with a pang of concern that a clump of her hair had simply... came out with it. "Huh, that's not good."
...
Was this a dream?
Then, Nicole remembered. Ha! Of course it was! It was utterly ridiculous to imagine Derek would've both shrunken their mom, and then shrank her without even getting the go-ahead first. And sending her into his stomach? Pure lunacy.
Concerns assuaged, Nicole resumed the search. Even if this was a dream, she still wanted to feel accomplished with something to do. She wondered... is Mom somewhere underneath the waves?
Nicole eyed the murky acid, now waist-height. She’d spent this entire trek avoiding it, and she was NOT eager to offer herself to the depths on a platter. But on the other hand, she'd searched what felt like the whole stomach, and Mom was nowhere to be found. If she'd sank below the surface, then time would be of the essence.
"Alright, mom!" Nicole said to herself, taking a big heaping gulp of breath. "I'm coming to save you!" she cheered, before diving headfirst into the acid below, kicking her feet as she did her best to probe the stomach floor. It hurt to open her eyes, so she tried to navigate through hearing and touch... to mixed results. On the bright side, the fatigue and aches of her muscles were quickly going away as well, which Nicole—or, what remained of her brain—thought was quite pleasant.
The last thought Nicole had as more and more of her body was dissolved into soup?
Yeah. This may be the worst dream in history.
***
Derek woke up feeling remarkably better rested than he had been. So rested in fact, that he almost had to jog his memory of the events earlier that morning... and what he'd subjected Nicole to.
In a panic, Derek suddenly screamed, "Nicole!" He flicked his belly and bowed over, hoping to hear something, anything. "You in there, sis?"
His stomach only grumbled in response, having eagerly digested the second lady of the past 24 hours.
"Ah, fuck!" Derek screamed. He was running out of options. Now both Nicole and Debbie were trapped in his bowels? This was getting worse by the minute. He'd need to send in someone new to bring them both home. Someone he could trust with anything. Someone like...
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