Sea water crashed from both sides of the tiny cruise ship as Cynthia held it in her plump fingers. Being only a centimeter in length, it easily lay in her palm, five massive black pillars curling on every side. She stared at the small boat in shock, her gasps alone making it rock and sway. "Holy shit, this party trick ring actually works."
3000 tourists from everywhere across Asia, Africa, Europe, Australia, and parts of the Americas looked up at the huge face in confusion. They struggled to stay on the wobbling boat, many of them running into their cabins, or making demands to the confused staff members. They sent radio signals for help, but none of them went far. A couple who were on the very edge of the boat fell off, and splashed in water for a while... only to realize they were just caught in a knee-deep sweatdrop on Cynthia's soft, malleable palm. They awaited the monolithic woman's next words with their fate in her hands.
She giggled. "Now that I look closely... Y'all are still a touch too big." She aimed the ring at them again, and another beam of light shot out. It covered them in its glow. The folds of her hand grew to look like mountain chains, and her fingers seemed to jut out further and further in the sky. And her majestic smiling face was engulfed in shadows like a looming moon. Smaller than 1cm, 5mm, 1mm...
By the time they stopped shrinking, Cynthia had to hold her eyes back, because only one of her eyelashes could easily crush the ship's hull! Even her blinking rocked the boat as if they were on a stormy sea! Ship computers went haywire while she slid the near-microscopic ship onto her pinky finger, a thunderous booming to her laughter.
Cynthia looked around to the empty beach, and took a seat - her firm ass felt good against the cool sand. It created a massive BOOM sound for everyone in the speck-sized cruise ship. She took her clothes off, being sure not to drop them. Everyone onboard got a full view of her tremendous body. "I love sunbathing here, but there's always a fuckton of you skinny-ass tourists hogging the best spots." She lay on her back, and stretched out, yawning. The heat of her breath made the thousands of people on her finger shudder. "Ain't I nice? Now there's enough room for all of us... And I'll give you snobs the best spot!"
With that, she casually swung her hand over her stomach - showing them acres and acres of her luscious form. She finally dipped her pinky finger inside her tubby belly's deep, round navel. The soft, malleable fat around it nudged around by her touch. When she pulled it out, the cruise ship, and everyone who'd fallen off it, was stuck deep inside her belly button!
The little speck was almost imperceptible. Cynthia's plump stomach had accumulated so much slate perspiration, it was like an ocean to them. The cruise ship was floating upright inside the smelly sweatdrops. It made the "innie" belly button look like a vast sea. But to Cynthia above, it was just a speck in a single little drop of wetness! She laughed, making the waters around them rush and splash like a storm. Her mocking voice surrounded them.
"Welcome to your new destination! I've changed this cruise's course, so you can admire the area's best natural beauty." She cupped her beyond-mountainous boobs in the distance. "The weather's gonna be cool and refreshing for me... But toasty and tropical for you! Enjoy!"
And Cynthia enjoyed the privacy of sunbathing, while the cruise ship was caught in her belly-sweat ocean.
The ship fell into despair. From the center of the belly button would take an hour for them to reach any side. And then they'd have to contend with the massive black walls making up the skin inside her, higher than anyone could climb. So their first priority was to pick up people who'd fallen off the ship when the ssbbw goddess dropped them in.
People thrown overboard splashed in the gallons of salty sweat, screaming for help. It was hot enough that none of them got hypothermia, but people were still struggling not to drown in the huge portions of this woman's natural juices. Men and women were saved, but had to be given CPR to remove the choking portions of the rancid liquid they'd swallowed in the process.
Outside, a police officer passing by the beach took notice of Cynthia, laying out openly. He started approaching. "Hey! You ain't getting away with public nudity here--"
ZAP! Without even looking, Cynthia shrunk him down to beyond dust size. A quick flick of her finger sent the ray towards her navel. Anyone interrupting her fun would join the Gut Cruise. Relaxed, she started to doze off, in the nude on the beach's sand. Life was good for her.
Inside the monstrous belly, some were starting off happy just to see the nude woman's curves in the distance. As she kept sunbathing, her tremendous bod got hotter and sweatier, making the water level rise. Some people even got hope that they might be able to crawl off the sides once it got high enough.
But as she got warmer, people started getting sick from the heat exhaustion. The pungent smell of her body was starting to get unbearable after long periods of exposure. She was starting to get hungry, leading to tremendous guuuuurgle noises that sounded like sea monsters passing below. And even her snoring breaths were leading to rough waters, making people seasick.
As the cruise ship continued moving around the new environment, carried by the sweat, they suddenly stopped with a horrific noise.
CRASH!
Something underneath had snagged them. It took everyone by surprise, halting all of their efforts to escape or save people. Ship staff had everyone stay in their quarters for safety reasons. They spent a long time observing the situation with their machinery, before determining what had stopped them. They had crashed into a tiny ball of belly button lint, which was like an iceberg to them. The ship hadn't been broken, but it was stuck in the fluff, and snagged in its dirty hold. Crew members were given scuba gear and power tools to break the boat free from Cynthia's lint. One by one, they became unable to endure the pressure, only managing to scrape a little bit of the lint loose. Out of desperation, the passengers, even rich tourists who payed high amounts to board the luxury rooms, were forced to clean up the tummy's belly button's dirt and grime together.
The whole time, Cynthia didn't even notice them, lost in her dreams as she rested.
Cynthia dreamed about looking in her navel for her shrunken cruise ship. To her surprise, she found not just the cruise ship... But continents! Every part of the world was laid out inside her deep, dark belly button's juicy sweat! The whole of the planet's oceans had been replaced with her perspiration.
The woman laughed, not understanding the situation, but making the best of it. She brushed her belly a little, and watched the chaos unfold. Billions of voices screamed as soon as they saw her hand, firing missiles that only made her hotter and sweatier. The wobble of her hips and her hands stirred the planet's continents like they were a smoothie. Japan sunk under the wet juices, and California broke off from the rest of the US, crashing into Australia and China. Vast waves flooded the Mediterranean, and the driest parts of the Sahara were soon sinking in deep.
Cynthia leaned in for a closer look, when SCRUNCH. Her incredible rolls of fat approached the world, like a gargantuan monster from over the horizon. Entire landmasses were steamrolled by her belly alone. Thousands of cities yelled for mercy as the folds consumed their buildings. Without even trying, everything from the most northern parts of Russia to the very ends of Argentina and Brazil were all smushed into a grey, green, and brown mass on her belly. "Looks like this girl was too big and beautiful for the world to handle", she thought, smiling. She patted her world-destroying belly in pride.
Outside the dream, Cynthia patted her stomach in real life. The single motion caused a deafening, roaring POUND in the distance. After seemingly hours of trying to break free from the lint, and hundreds of people fainting from effort, only one tap of belly created a shockwave large enough to free them. It also sent them in a whirlpool of sweat. People and furniture were slammed all over the cruise ship's rooms, plates and glasses breaking, and shrunken tourists flung overboard once more.
Only after some time recovering did they see Cynthia starting to get up. The sweat stirred, and they were covered in shadow while she stretched out.
The rest was great. In only a short time, Cynthia dreamed of everything she could do with the ring's power, and felt refreshed. Now that she was awake...
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