Sarah's Find - Chapter 37

You fell into the goop with a thick splat. It quickly adhered to your body, sticking you to her soft flesh as it jostled freely. You could hear the threads in her tank top stretch and groan as they strained to support the weight of her large, mountainous boobs, like construction cables trying to hold a heavy load. Within seconds, you had some of the sticky white dip seeping into your mouth, nose, and eyes. Thrusting your limbs in all directions, you tried to pull yourself out of dip, but your hands simply slipped and the goop was so thick that you could hardly move in it at all. You knew that she wouldn't be able to see you. Not in all this gunk, especially not with all the other specks in here from seasonings or whatever.

A loud boom followed by a hard heave of her chest. Distantly, you could hear the bowl rattle on the counter.

“I am going to CRUSH every. Single. One of you!” She growled, punctuating this with another deafening boom as she did not just slap the counter but slammed her fist down, surely obliterating whatever poor insect that happened to be in its path.

Well, at least she was distracted. But perhaps not for long.

Continuing to flail against the goop continued to not free you, but you were able to roll over onto your back and sit up partially. As you began to try to wipe your eyes clean so you could at least see, another series of booming pounds were heard, followed by sharper explosions as she harshly clapped her hands together. The negative energy from her emotions were flowing out from her body, enveloping you with a sense of horrible dread. It reminded you of how small and vulnerable you were; how big and powerful she was by comparison. Her heart rate began to speed up a little, as did the rise and fall of her chest as her breathing followed suit. The air became warmer as her pores dispersed more heat. If she  kept this up she would start sweating. Perhaps that would be a good thing. The sweat might mix with the goop and loosen it up enough for you to free yourself.

When at last your eyes were clear, you saw that she was leaning over the counter, her boobs almost completely flattened against it. You were so close. If you weren't helplessly adhered to her skin, you could slid right off onto the counter. Then, a giant, powerful fist slammed onto the surface with a great boom as another poor gnat met a quick but gruesome end. Maybe it was for the best that you weren't on the counter. But here wasn't exactly safe either!

You vision shifted as she suddenly stepped away from the counter. Then, it dropped as she bent and looked down towards the ground. Up above, her hair draped from over her shoulder like a curtain and her hands reached up to hold it back. Distantly, you could see a small moving speck on the floor. Something bigger than a gnat, but still pretty small. A fly perhaps? It was hard to tell and it quickly didn't matter. A white croc swung into view and stamped down on the small speck with a loud smack. Her entire upper body heaved again and you began to feel your body slowly begin to slide down the length of her massive tit. If you were able to make it towards the hem of her tank top, you might be able to use to pull yourself free from the goop. It would make for a fine hiding spot if you could crawl underneath. With her being squish happy with any tiny creature around her, it was best to avoid her attention for the time being.

Two gnats circled in the air right before her chest. She swatted at both of them and missed, but the air of her swipe caused them to be split up. One was blown onto the surface of the counter and was subsequently wiped from existence when her palm brutally slapped down and rendered its being into a fine paste. The other managed to stay in the air and she tried grab it in a fist but it managed to slip through her fingers. She grabbed at it again as it buzzed down towards her side but again it managed to evade her fist before disappearing around her hip towards her butt. Her hand whipped around out of sight and a great smack echoed across the canyon of the kitchen as her palm slapped her generous rear.

Sarah giggled slyly.

“You think you can hide behind my booty?” She said aloud in a soft voice. “How'd that work out for you?”

You began to look up to try and see where she was looking. To attempt to guess what her next move would be. But before you could even begin to crane your neck upwards, you felt something big collide into you from behind and suddenly you felt yourself lifted up. A wave of nausea came over you and your head began to spin as the world panned wildly around. Even in the disorientation you knew exactly what was happening. She had scooped up the blob of dip sitting on her big boob with her finger. And to confirm this, when the world finally stopped moving, you were faced with a nice pair of pink lips, pulled slightly in a small smile, her teeth shining in the fluorescent lights up above. The mouth then opened and a warm wave of air gently exhaled onto you, accompanied by a mist of fresh saliva. As soon as the mouth began to open, something deep within her guts gurgled, the sound radiating through her belly and up her esophagus and out to the back of her throat. A biological chorus singing throughout her body. Cords of saliva dangled like the pendulum of a grandfather clock from her teeth.

You glanced up towards her eyes. They stared forward. Oblivious.

The finger drew towards the open cavern, from which a the great beast of a tongue slid out. You were pressed against it, feeling the thousands of small bumps that lined it rub against you. The hot, slimy beast lapped you up, covering you in a thick, wet blanket of saliva and effortlessly wiping you from the finger. The tongue then slowly drew itself back inside, reeling back in like a snake hiding in a hole in the ground. The saliva ate away at the goop, finally freeing you from its hold, allowing you to grab onto the things to try and desperately pull yourself to freedom. But by now it was too late. Far, far too late. Light poured into the dank cavern for only a moment longer before the teeth clamped and the lips closed, cutting off all visibility. You could only hear what happened from now on.

The air was hot and heavy, and it was filled with the sound of rushing wind as the great lungs deep below pulled in breaths from the nose above. A warm churning sea was flowing from below you and the current quickly began to overtake you, sweeping you across the bumps of the tongue. You tried to swim, to paddle, to kick and resist. But there was nothing you could do. Everything was too slimy to grab onto. The ocean of saliva was too strong to fight. All you could do was go with the flow.

After what seemed like a painful amount of time being swept around in the dark (even though it was probably mere seconds), you felt the tongue lurch and a strong force pulled you with a great wet sound.

Then, you were falling.

A series of horribly organic sounds filled your ears as the throat muscles contracted, guiding the goop down. You, however, were free from the dip and were too small for the esophagus to even have to coax downward. You simply just fell. And fell and fell and fell.

Until finally you landed in an ocean of hot water.

Immediately a searing pain hit your skin and your body jerked in a series of spastic flails. You hand, by chance, felt something, and you immediately pulled your body onto it. Whatever it was, it was soggy and gross, but it was intact enough to get yourself out of the burning waters of the stomach. You fell to your knees aboard your partially digested 'raft' and panted, your skin still feeling like it was on fire.

Your thoughts were lost in a symphony of sounds. The sounds of the walls writhing and flexing, the waters sloshing and churning. Faintly you could hear the heart beating up above, as well air being inhaled and exhaled. Gurgling noises from beyond the stomach, likely contractions from the small and large intestines. Or perhaps the liver or pancreas? You didn't know. How could you?

But it wasn't just internal sounds. No. You could still hear the muffled sound of the bag being crinkled as she reached her hand inside. Then, the crunch as her teeth munched down. The chewing sounds sounded miles away, like far off explosions before another wet sound, followed by a series of gurgles and glurgs before a loud splash as the heap of mush landed in the waters of the stomach. You could hear the smack of her crocs as she adjusted her footing, the soft thud of her boobs landing on the counter. You thought you could hear her muscles contract with every minute movement.

You had feared this moment when you had been in the grasp of the loud, busty blonde woman. She had placed you in her mouth and you had feared that you would be swished down into her gullet. Fortunately, you had escaped that woman. But now, you were here. Trapped in the belly of a young woman.

How were you possibly going to get out of here?

Desperately, you looked around frantically, almost ignoring the fact that the biological chamber was pitch black. But, despite this, you did see something. A light. For a moment, you stared at it with an expression that was a mixture of confusion and disbelief. Then, you began to walk towards it. You went slow, carefully sticking out your foot to feel for anything to walk on to avoid sinking in the water. The chamber suddenly shifted, the waters sloshing gently. You nearly lost your balance. Baring your teeth, you pinwheel your arms and just barely managed to keep yourself upright. You can hear more munching up above. Something else is going to come tumbling down the pipeworks any second.

You felt another “platform” and hopped onto it and continued to slowly edge your way towards the strange light. As you approached, you realized something else lay atop the soggy 'raft'. A corpse, half submerged, half digested; a flashlight clutched in the grip of the right hand. You stared at the body with a feeling of both dread and disgust. How had this unfortunate soul wound up here? Judging by how dissolved they were, it seemed like they had fallen fairly recently. You were reminded of the person you had seen tangled in her hair and the other one stuck in mucus in her nose. Were these fellow tinies attempting to get her attention, just as you had spent much of the past two days trying to do with a variety of young women? Or were had they just found themselves in bad places at even worse times? Perhaps they were just trying to explore the attractive, young gal's body. After all...isn't that what you had done? Either way, this person seemed to have been somewhat lucky by having a light...even if it ultimately did them little good. You slowly reach down and pry the flashlight free from the dead hand, very carefully trying to avoid both falling and touching any part of the poor soul's body. After a few tugs, it comes free.

A large gurgle roared throughout the dank chamber. You could actually feel the walls vibrant with a fleshy rattle as the cry reverberated all throughout the belly.

BUUUUUUUURP!

A distant, but bellowing roar from up above. The entire cavern of the stomach seemed to retract as air was shot back up the esophagus and erupting out the mouth. This sudden lurch frightens you and you impulsively shine your new light across the expanse of the dank darkness. There are many “rafts” floating in the water, as well as the tops of mounds of dissolving food peaking out from the acidic waters. But that isn't what catches your attention. What does are several more bodies floating and bobbing in the churning ocean. Most of them were barely recognizable, their human form nearly entirely burned away. There were at least four more. Four more people that had been swallowed and digested.

And now you were next.

You were hopelessly trapped inside her body. You were deep within her system. And you needed to escape before you were absorbed more deeply into it. The belch that had just happened seemed to have generated a fair amount of force. Perhaps you could make her burp again...but how?