This choice: She doesn't hear you, and you spend the day in her digestive tract... • Go Back... Julie can't hear you through the thick lining of her abdomen. Your yells die away as you take stock of your surroundings. Her belly is hot and humid, though there is plenty of air for someone your size. The walls of the stomach are wrinkled and a deep red in color. You hear Julie's heartbeat steadily through the thick folds. You are lying in a pool of watery yogurt and diluted stomach acids, yet strangely they aren't burning you. Maybe whatever shrunk you made you immune to acids.
Regardless, you don't want to spend time in your sister's disgusting belly. You look for a way out. You don't want to go out the natural way. That's a thought that's way to nasty. So you start climbing towards the muscular opening that let you in. The folds of her belly give you handholds, though they are slick with mucous.
You reach the ring of muscles after a few moment of climbing. You reach out to try to force it open, but you can't. It is a knot of muscle much bigger than you; Julie seems determined to keep you inside.
Just then the ring opens and a big glob of yogurt gets pushed through, knocking you off your perch and pack into the muck at the bottom of her belly. Julie's still eating, so even if you could get through the sphincter, there's no way you'd make it out of her throat without being forced back down. And since its the morning, there's no way she'll fall asleep and let you make the climb.
That leaves only two options. Stay in Julie's belly and hope for the best, or head out the natural way. Neither seems to appetizing, but you're not sure you could stay here anyways, with the digestive process sending you along, digested or not. So you search through the pool of muck for another knot of muscles leading out.
After a few minutes of disgusting work, you manage to find it. After another moment of playing around with it, it seems to swallow your arms. You get sucked in to a large pink tunnel; Julie's small intestine.
The walls of the intestine are silky smooth to the touch. You begin crawling through them, hurried along by muscular contractions. After quite a while, you land at another sphincter. This must be the entrance to the large intestine. You dread entering there, but you have no choice. Julie's digestive tract seems intent on giving you a one way trip.
You push through and enter the large intestine. There is more room here, but the air is fetid. It smells like a mixture of shit and farts, likely because that's what's in it. As you progress through the large intestine, the walls become slimier and more foul. You haven't really seen any shit yet.
Suddenly, the passage drops out beneath you and you fall, landing in something soft and foul smelling. It's Julie's feces. You shudder in disgust, and start digging into it. It's soft and easily movable, and there are air pockets to breath in as you get buried. Soon you break through into the tunnel of her intestines again. You have finally reached the rectum of your older sister. After you reach her anus, you realize you've come to a dead end. There's no way through. You just have to let nature take its course. And given how much shit is behind you, you won't have to wait long... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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