This choice: It's her hungry stomach growling. Her ass gulps you down. • Go Back...Chapter #7It's her hungry stomach growling. Her ass g... by: Phil n Pill  
Mark’s POV:With your hand stuck in your mom’s butthole you feel the need to pull it out fast You muster all the strength you could’ve possibly possessed at this time but it’s no use. You were dead stuck. Like a fly caught in a spider’s web. The gurgle grew louder but it was faint, but still audible. It was near you but you didn’t know where it was coming from. You were to petrified to even realize that it can from within her ass and above you...
Meanwhile, Angela was in the middle of holding her pose when she felt and heard an unmistakable gurgle coming from her belly.
“Oh!” she said in sudden realization that she had totally forgotten to eat breakfast before starting her yoga.
“I’ve been exercising all morning that I forgot to eat the first meal of the day, breakfast! and gee, I sure could go for some grub to re energize me before resuming my yoga.” She promptly rolls up her mat and places it one side before going down the stairs into the kitchen to see what’s there to eat.
Back to Mark: You heard everything your mother just said and heave a sigh of relief, being somewhat happy that the sound came from her stomach and not her butt( with your hand trapped inside it). However, as your mom stood up her cheeks slapped back together squashing your hand to oblivion. The pain you were suffering was way more than that time your school bully beat your whole body till you had to go to the hospital for an immediate operation. You grit your teeth hard, trying not to scream and give you away, if your mother could hear you at that size, that is.
Angela walks into the kitchen and smells the wonderful scent of food wafting in and out of the kitchen. she gracefully steps toward the fridge and takes out her homemade egg protein shake and a small microwave burrito from the freezer. “Hmm, these should be enough to replenish my energy.” Angela said before walking towards the microwave, opening up, tossing in the frozen burrito and closing it before setting the microwave to 2 minutes.
Back down in your mother’s crack, you were sweating beads as the temperature increased rapidly due to your mom getting excited to finally eat after her workout. Her jumping in anticipation had caused your whole body to fling up and down as she jumped. “Why does she have to do this whenever she ‘cooks’ something?” you groan. Suddenly, you feel a sense of sudden fear when you realize that the only thing microwaveable was that extra-bean burrito from last night’s take out. “If she eats that, her stomach might not be able to take it and that means... OH CRAP!” your sudden realization that a gassy mom with you stuck in front of her bootyhole is a very bad situation. You probably would either get gassed to death or blown out of her ass and land on her stretchy pants,unconscious. You close your eyes and try to wiggle yourself out in a second attempt to escape the crack but fail yet again. You hear the beeping of the microwave and shut your eyes tightly as if in accepting your fate.
Your mother grabs the cooked burrito fresh from the microwave and proceeds to sit down on a chair in the kitchen.( she didn’t want to waste anymore energy moving to the dining room to eat.) “Crap!” you yell as you are flattened by your mom’s huge booty which slowly begins to spread out, revealing her pink anus with your hand sticking out. “Darn!” you exclaim as this would have been the perfect chance to get your hand out of her ass, provided you could stand up to do so but nope. your whole body minus your hand was crushed by her humongous tush. you couldn’t even move, let alone pull your hand out. your body begins to stretch as humanly possible to the point that your stuck hand may pop off your body at anytime.
As your mom takes bite after bite of the burrito with a few ‘Mmm’ noises in between, her belly starts to produce juices and begins to gurgle as the food enters her stomach. She takes big gulps of her protein shake, which you can hear pouring down her throat entering the same pit as the bite-sized chunks of bean burrito. The worst thing you can hear is the sound of bubbles being formed due to your mom’s digestion. You knew those bubbles were bigger than you and they would overpower you once her digestive process was completed. Even a tiny fart could blow your whole body kilometers away from her, provided she wasn’t wearing any pants. But luckily for you she was, so there was no way your getting launched across the hallway before getting splattered on the wall. You gained a little bit of confidence from that. However, you also were stuck sandwiched between her cheeks and if you didn’t get out of there soon enough, she was going to blow and not even a dozen baths would get rid of the smell, If you were still alive that is.
Your mom finishes her meal within 10 minutes and pats her now filled belly, looking at how round it’s gotten. She gets off of her chair so suddenly that it feels like your being
fired like an arrow from a crossbow into a bullseye. that is her to say her pants are the crossbow, you are the arrow and the bullseye is her butthole which had opened when your mom stood up. Your hand had slipped out with the device and you were free for a millisecond before you were catapulted into said open ass. As soon as you were swallowed by her ass, it closed up with a disgusting, slimy squelch. you fly up her rectum and face plant in a wall near the anus. As you smack into the wall you lose grip of the device and it lands somewhere in your mom’s lower intestine. “Dammit.” you cursed, knowing that you literally screwed yourself doing that. Now being stuck in your mom’s lower guts with hardly any light, you decide to...
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