Rose and Clive

Rose leaned against the head of the bed, rubbing her chest with her palm "Oooh...". "What's wrong, dear?" asked Clive, as he gently played with Rose's short black hair in his hands. "I don't feel too good, and my tum tum...it's sore." Clive moved his hand lower to Rose's neck, and gave a gentle squeeze. "Let me have a listen to that tum of yours, babe."

Rose removed her shirtly and threw it to the other side of the room, leaving her in nothing but her undergarments. She lay down as Clive rested his head on her tummy. "Sounds..as it usually does" he said. "Mmm, the pain is a bit further up, try here". She tapped the area her stomach is. Clive moved his head up slowly, placing his ear on the spot that Rose had indicated. "Still sounds normal to me" Clive said. Rose placed her hand on Clive's head and pushed tightly. "How about now? This is where the pain is." Clive listened to the loud grumbles of her beautiful stomach. "No, still normal to me". The two sat up and Rose clutched her stomach again "Could you maybe take a look inside? It's sooo sore."

Clive looked puzzled. "How do you suppose I do that? I don't have an endoscopy scope." Rose shrugged in reply, "Well, you could do that shrinking thing..." "It's too dangerous." Rose groaned in pain again. "Come on, please. I just feel there's something in there. You would have a few minutes."

"Okay. I will take a quick look inside of you, But this is serious business, you've got to cough me up when I say, okay?" With her fingers crossed behind her back, Rose nodded, "Of course. I would never harm you."

Clive stripped off his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed, concentrating on decreasing in size. Harder and harder he concentrated, growing smaller and smaller, until he was no more than 4 inches tall. Rose extended her palm out "Aww, you look so cute." Clive blushed and felt somewhat easy, hesitantly he stutter "R..R..ready when you are, Rose."

She raised her palm to her lips and parted them slightly. With her other hand, she grabbed Clive by the shoulders, and angled him horizontally. "Have fun in there, dearest." Rose said as she started to push Clive into her mouth slowly.

Clive felt first his feet, then his calves, and slowly his thighs touch Rose's warm wet tongue. An interesting sensation, he thought. It sent a shiver of pleasure through his body. His cock hardened involuntarily.

Rose pushed Clive's further into her mouth and savoured the sweet taste of his smooth body. Absolutely delicious, she thought. A tasty snack, albeit not a very healthy one. Rose teased the lower half of Clive's body gently with her tongue before pushing him further in with her finger.

Up to his shoulders in Rose's mouth now, Clive was beginning to wonder if this was such a good idea after all. He could see something worrying in Rose's beautiful green eyes, a look of greed, even hunger. Clive rolled over so that he was laying front-side down on Rose's tongue, his hard throbbing cock pressed against the moist surface. This could be the end, he thought to himself, might as well enjoy the moment. He started thrusting his member against the tongue. Rose giggled slightly and said in a very muffled way "That tickles".

Not intent on allowing Clive to have any more fun, Rose used her finger to push the rest of Clive into her mouth. She sealed her lips and had one last taste of his body, "Mmm...".

She began to swallow, her powerful throat muscles pulled Clive to the back of her mouth, and slowly into her throat. Clive squirmed slightly, the pressure of the muscles on his legs felt surprisingly good. Rose gulped once more. Clives was pulled into her throat upto his torso. A combination of the warmth, the moisture, and the pressure against his entire body, Clive couldn't help but blow his load. It was like he was having sex with his entire body.

Clive was slowly pulled into Rose's esophagus. It wouldn't be long now before he met his fate inside her stomach. Post-orgasm, it really didn't bother him, but he couldn't help but wonder how long he would be able to stay alive in there. With one last motion in the esophagus, Clive was pushed through the sphincter and into Rose's stomach.

He landed as expected, in a warm sticky goo. Clive lay down inside Rose's stomach. It was surprisingly comforting in here. The walls massaged him as they moved in slowly and then back out. "Rose?" "Yes, Dear?" "Are you going to let me out of here?". The answer was obvious, but he had to be hopeful and ask anyway. He was sure this was going to be a one way ticket. "No. You are mine now." Damn. "Ever since that magical night, when I discovered your secret, when you gave me the best orgasm of a lifetime by pleasuring me with your whole body down there, I knew I had to return the favour, and make you mine."

Clive sighed, he knew this had been a bad idea all along. "It's not too late, Rose. You've had your fun. Cough me up now, and I won't mention this again." Rose laughed at this response. "But I want to keep you. You will become part of me. My tummy will absorb all of your goodness."

Clive closed his eyes and curled up into a fetal position. "I love you, Rose." he said. "I love you too, Clive. And I always will." Clive could feel himself running out of oxygen, slowling lapsing into a state unconsciousness. Probably a good thing, as the digestive acids would soon to take hold. Rose patted her stomach gently... "Sleep now, my love. I will too." she said, as she lay back in bed and closed her eyes.

The End.