This choice: Climb into her mouth before she wakes up • Go Back...Chapter #3Climb into her mouth before she wakes up by: jdoe11 My gigantic beautiful goddess-like girlfriend laid there sleeping peacefully on the football-field sized mattress, unaware of my plight as I made my final decision, and took the first step toward her enormous face. My gaze drifted down her expansive slender body as I moved.
First I noticed the hills of her supple breasts heaving cutely beneath my own T-shirt, oversized on her much smaller frame. I couldn't help but smile, I always loved when she took my clothes. I couldn't explain why. It was just cute.
My eyes traveled past her toned and tanned stomach, exposed from the shirt getting bunched up in the night. From the outside, my new home doesn't look so bad. Beautiful even! I joked to myself, trying to remain calm and accept the inevitable. I continued looking down over her long smooth legs which seemed to go on for miles now, finally terminating in her well-manicured feet.
My eyes locked on her powerful toes, each almost as large as myself, and gulped down my fear. If I don't do this myself, the foreseeable future will be spent at those things' mercy. My mind flashed back to all the time you had spent together running, lifting, climbing, doing squats, biking, etc. I know exactly how much this titanic girl is on her feet. So I know the kind of nightmare that's in store for me if I continue this tiny life. No, better to get this over with now...
I turned my eyes back to her monolithic face resting conveniently on the mattress. Her mouth was open slightly as she dozed. And as I approached I was overcome by the unexpectedly hot and humid air emanating from her.
The air only thickened as I drew nearer. Clear morning breath mixed with a hint of alcohol from 3 glasses of wine she'd had before bed assaulted my senses. Every evolved fiber in my body trembled in fear. It was as if Darwin himself were screaming in my ear to run as fast as I possibly could from the monster before me. But..
I can't hesitate. If I stop and think I may not be able to commit.
It was a blessing that this happened to occur when she was sleeping. But she could wake at any moment if she notices my absence, then it's off to Guantanamo Bay in Abby's boots complete with 24-7 personalized torture, aggressive sweaty prison guards, and constant reminders from the outside world of my worthlessness.
I have to do this myself now or I'll live the rest of my life as a miserable slave! I'd much rather fall asleep in my beautiful girlfriend's belly before she has a chance to throw me away herself!
With these determined and somewhat crazed thoughts driving me, I dove into the open maw before me, clearing the lips and teeth in one go, and landing directly on the soft slimy muscle within.
The overpowering heat and smell intensified greatly inside her wet mouth, causing me to clutch at my nose and mouth and coil over on the behemoth appendage retching. This of course ended up covering my entire body in sticky hot saliva and forcing me to question my rash choices. So I began to crawl towards her lips to re-asses my options one last time... but suddenly the soft slimy cushion beneath me tensed up and gained firmness before slamming me ruthlessly into the rigid top of the cavern.
I shrieked in pain and surprise. Did she wake up and notice!??!?
"Abby! It's me in here, I shrunk overnight! It's really nasty please let me out!"
I screamed out for help, but judging by the fact that I couldn't even hear my own voice over the magnified noise of the viscous liquid being sloshed around the enormous cavern combined with the intermittent roaring of an incredible volume of air being so rapidly pulled into and out of her body, I could only assume that she would never hear me either.
My last ray of hope disappeared with the light when Abby's colossal lips sealed shut behind me. The heat inside the sealed chamber shot up dramatically. The air grew so thick with noxious humid heat that every lungful felt like inhaling swamp water. I was breathing but my lungs were still screaming for viable air. I panicked and heaved with physical and mental exhaustion as I struggled against her bullying tongue and the disgusting spit all around me for air.
In my mind this was supposed to be like a cartoon. I was supposed to be able to walk in undisturbed, take a nice look around at the impressive cave, and jump peacefully into the dark pit and fall asleep. I didn't think I'd become some monster's candy!
People think tongues are soft but as Abby's scraped against me painfully and repeatedly beat my pitiful body into the walls of her burning mouth I cursed that failed assessment. Humans have been at the top of the food chain for far too long to take notice. But from the perspective of the food, it was painfully obvious why this beast was the very first in line in the predator's terrifying digestive process.
After what seemed like hours in the insanity-inducing wash cycle of the giantess's merciless mouth, a sleepy voice that was a somewhat huskier, and far more intimidating version of the one I knew rung out all around me.
"MMMMMMHHHHH..... LOVE........ GUMMY BEARS....... SLRRRRRPPPP"
I instinctively tried to cover my ears when the tremendous sound erupted but I couldn't pull my hands free from the tongue that was currently pinning my entire body to the roof of my girl's huge mouth. I tried shouting again but it was just as useless as before. I struggled and fought against the behemoth serpent that seemed to so enjoy trampling on me. But heedless of my efforts, slowly and surely I was being worked towards her massive dark throat. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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