Emiru's Tummy Ch3 - Emiru's Sexy Tummy

Title: Emiru's Tummy

Categories: Original

Characters: You (Male Reader), Emiru

Tags: Shrinking (Micro - 1in), Giantess, Vore, Femdom, Mouth Play, Digestion, Tentacles, Asian-German Girl, Cruel Giantess, Cosplay, Belly Dance, Melting, Mind Breaking

Proof Reader: MyIceBitch

Alternate Titles: Emiru's Snack, Emiru's Special Little Fan, The Contest Winner, Goddess Emiru, Yummy in Emiru's Tummy

Started: 03/06/2024

Finished: 07/07/2024

Patreon: 07/08/2024

Published: 07/08/2024

Chapter 3

Emiru's Sexy Tummy

It was almost pitch black in Emiru's mouth, and faint, deep red light filtered through her cheeks. The air was thick and hot, the scent of spearmint gum and soda burning your nostrils. It was like you were on a horror film set, except it was real.

Your heart thundered in your chest as your arms screamed at you to let go of the giantess's tongue, even though doing so would send you down the gluttonous abyss of your idol's gullet.

The moist muscle flexed, your slick legs flying into the air, soon followed by the rest of your body as Emiru threw you into the air.

"Ah!" you gasped as you slammed into the roof of her mouth, the hard wrinkles bruising your chest and legs. Before you even began to fall, the moist, pink serpent rose again and slapped you with enough force to make your head ring.

You could feel the bruise forming on your side.

SLAP

SPLAT

Drool scattered from your landing point as you bounced off Emiru's cheek. Fresh pain spiked in your leg as it grazed over one of her teeth, tearing a shallow gash open. Thick, warm water rapidly began to pool around you.

Emiru hummed as she savoured your salty flavour, her eyes glued to the monitor, still displaying your struggling, shrunken form. It was strange to see live footage of the inside of her mouth, but she was quickly adapting as she manoeuvered her tongue to toss you around like the morsel you were.

Your salty flavour was very pleasant to the cosplayer, and the added metallic spice from your leg made her taste buds sing.

"Youw tashte swo good," she moaned, barely opening her mouth, briefly casting artistic light across the footage of her mouth's interior.

You were mouthwatering.

Emiru's lips stretched in amusement as she watched your struggling form become buoyant in her drool.

You were so tasty.

The poor cosplayer just couldn't help herself.

Leg stinging and head ringing, you forced yourself to tread water before you drowned in your idol's spit. Abruptly, a strong current formed, dragging your bobbing form towards the back of her throat.

"No ... no, no, no, no," your arms and legs flailed. Warm droplets of saliva flew into the air and splashed across your face, blurring your vision and forcing you to squeeze your eyes shut. The floor suddenly fell away, and the water felt deeper.

In a panic, you tried to wipe your eyes. You needed to see what was happening.

GULP

Tight, fleshy walls closed in around you. Drool drained past you as you began to descend the moist waterslide of death.

Emiru's smile broadened further as she swallowed you down, her fingers rising to trace the barely visible bulge you made in her throat as you slid down her gullet, the whole while her eyes glued to the monitor.

Your bulge vanished beneath her chest, and she opened her mouth for the camera, stretching her tongue as far as she could and giving the camera a brilliant shot of her throat.

"Mmm Mm Mmm, you were delicious, so salty," Emiru said, making a show of sucking the remains of your flavour off her fingers. She was going to love watching this back later. Her nipples were already standing at points, and her carnal lips were tingling in anticipation.

"A salty piece of candy."

You fell deeper and deeper. It was hard to breathe. Your body was slick with drool, or was it sweat, as Emiru's throat squeezed your tiny body.

PLOP

You landed on, or rather in, something very ... mushy? The texture reminded you of wet sand at the beach but more ... mushy. It was the only word your reduced brain could come up with. Slimy mush seeped between your toes and limbs. It made your skin crawl.

You had been deposited into her stomach.

It was hard to see as dim light filtered through your idol's flesh. It was so big it made ballrooms look like your boxroom back home. It boggled the mind to think her toned tummy was so ... spacious, hammering home just how tiny you were now. Pinkish maroon walls surrounded you, an ocean of discoloured gastric juices sloshed this way and that, splattering against the moist walls as they tried to sink your unrecognisable island of salvation, the remains of long chewed food.

You were inside her stomach.

"Mmm, you tasted so good," echoed Emiru's voice. The room you were in trembled with the vibrations.

SLAM

SLAM

SLAM

The shimmering wall bulged outward, or was it inward? As the giantess patted her stomach. Even in the hellish predicament you found yourself in, you couldn't help but find the giant cosplayer adorable.

Your island bucked, threatening to throw you overboard as several large waves formed from the minor movement crashed into it.

Your mushy salvation began to tilt, and gastric juices poured in. The foul smell of digesting food tickled your nostrils as the mush started to steam and sizzle at the acidic touch.

Your legs began to tingle, then burn as the juices clawed at your flesh. A pained hiss forced its way between your teeth.

You needed to get out here before you got digested. Your cock throbbed with terrified arousal. You looked around frantically for an escape.

Your island was taking on water fast.

There was nothing to use. Not even any other islands you could jump to. Emiru's stomach was almost completely empty apart from this small morsel of food and you. Your heart dropped as you again were reminded that, now, you were her food, no different from the mushy sludge you clung to survival.

The burning was starting to bother you now.

In a burst of desperate madness, you leapt from the island and dived into the fuming gastric ocean. Immediately your entire body felt unnaturally numb, and irritating bubbles fizzed off your skin as it turned pink.

Thrusting your limbs out and kicking as hard as you could, you swam towards the glistening wall of her stomach. The only thought in your mind was that you needed to get out of there, now!

"Mmm, I can feel you moving around in there," Emiru's voice giggled, again causing her stomach to tremble with the vibrations and causing the gastric waves to grow more violent as they threatened to consume you.

Despite your size, you reached the wall within moments. Your arms and legs were searing now, and it felt like a dozen tiny, scolding knives had stabbed into your neck and were beginning to twist. You couldn't tell if your arm was red or if it was just an effect of the light as you stretched it out of the water and began to desperately slap the inner lining of your idol's tummy. Then you started to scream.

"Ooh," Emiru giggled, her eyes dropping to her flat stomach as she felt you tickling her tummy right behind her belly button. It was unexpected, and it felt rather nice. That tickles. If you wanted to play, you just needed to ask," she laughed, her eyes returning to the monitor showing your desperate struggles for survival. Your screams sounded oddly high-pitched due to your size, only making them more amusing and euphoric, the little giantess.

She'd never felt so powerful in her life, and she liked it, no, she loved it.

With a mischievous grin on her face, Emiru lifted her arms over her head, placed her feet apart and proceeded to make circles with her hips, which graduated into making her abdomen ripple and her tummy move in a wavelike motion before pushing her chest out and starting it all over again in reverse.

She felt your thrashing struggles tossed around inside her as she continued her belly dance. Even she had to admit, she looked fucking hot doing it and feeling you inside - and seeing you struggle - it didn't just look hot, it felt fucking amazing.

"Ahhhh!" the guttural scream tore out your throat as a gastric wave slammed you into the bulging, rippling wall of the giantess's stomach before carrying you away as the current reversed direction.

The island you'd landed on was gone, and the wave began to break.

Your head burned as squeezed your eyes shut. Everything burned. It was like thousands of hot needles were pricking every inch of your body. The hot, humid air worsened the pain with its kiss but that soon vanished to be replaced by more burning as the gastric wave smashed into an opposing one, the combined force sending you down, deep below the surface.

Fresh fear clawed your heart.

You couldn't tell which way was up or down. Your lungs started to burn with something other than the gastric juices you'd swallowed. How long could you stay under water? Were you really about to drown in Emiru's tummy?

A strong current whipped around you, pulling you further down.

It was too strong to fight, making you stretch your arms forward even as you tried to flail and swim free of the riptide.

"Gottcha," the muffled echo of Emiru's pleased voice reverberated around you.

You could practically hear the dark, aroused smirk on her perfect face.

Your arms touched something soft, fleshy and malleable. You didn't get a chance to process what you felt before you were slurped into the opening, the tight fleshy walls squeezing the little air left in your lungs as it devoured you.

This was it. You were nothing but food for Emiru.

'At least it's her,' was your only thought as you imagined the beautiful streamer and her flat tummy as you were pulled deeper and deeper.

Burrrrp

Emiru's eyes widened, her hand moving to cover her mouth as her cheeks tinged pink.

"Oops, excuse me," she said after a moment, her other hand cradling her tummy. She could feel her little snack being squeezed into her small intestines.