Sinking into your cousin’s slimy stomach, you flail about the dark space as you try to right yourself. Vaguely, you feel hands pressing against your head, your back, your feet, and even your bum, through your cousin’s flesh. Each touch presses the slimy walls of the stomach against you, but after a few moments, you find a comfortable position and manage to sit upright. Some of the hands pressing against you even seemed to be helping; though feeling the hot sludge that was left of Mira’s earlier meal wash over you, you’re far from comforted.
“Max, can you hear me?” Mira asks, as you feel hands press against your head and shoulders.
“Uhhh, Yes…?”
“Max?” The hands press more firmly against you, and you shout “YES!”.
“Oh; good… ummm, so now that I’ve eaten you, everyone wanted to give you some gifts. You’re family, so we’re trying to make this as pleasant as possible. I’ve already taken some antacids to help calm down my stomach, and the muscle relaxant on your should also help calm down my stomach walls so they don’t crush you…”
Despite the heat, and the dark, and the acrid stench all around you, you can’t help but laugh at how considerate everyone seems to be for your comfort as you’re digested alive. You’re laughing so hard that you slip back into the slop and have to struggle to right yourself so that you miss what Mira said next.
You’re taken by surprise as you hear a squelching sound above, and something hard and heavy lands on your knee. “Ow!” you mumble to yourself, feeling around for it in the dark, and finding something long and cylindrical with a soft spot on one side…
Did Mira swallow a fleshlight?
“And the lube and carton are also biodegradable, so they shouldn’t cause me any stomach problems either.” Mira says, her voice echoing up above you before you hear another squelching sound and something boxy falls into the stomach with you, resembling a milk carton made out of some sort of papery/cardboardy material.
“And this is a gift from all of us. I have one too, so we can use it to talk to each other! Here’s I’ll turn the light on so that you can see…”
This time you hear more of a coughing sound as Mira swallows whatever it is; she seems to be struggling more with this one. After a minute or so a light begins to grow above your head, and you can see the pinkish tint of Mira’s flesh, like someone shining a flashlight through it. Which is almost exactly what it is, it turns out, as a tablet pushes through the sphincter and falls into your waiting hands, a flashlight on the front in back illuminating your rather gross confines, as you see Mira and the rest of your family on the screen waving at you.
“Hey Maxie!~” you hear many of them shout, voices tinny from the tablets speakers, and muffled from Mira’s flesh as you hear them all around you as well.
“Wha—What?!”
“Happy Birthday Max, you did say you wanted a tablet, right?” Your mother grins, leaning over Mira’s shoulder and staring at you through the screen. “We got a special cover for it that’s digestion resistant, and it’s soft enough that it shouldn’t cause Mira any discomfort on the way out.”
You do feel the spongey/rubbery material around the tablet, with the exposed screen and lights and camera covered by a thin sort of film that fully encapsulated the tablet anywhere not covered by the rest of the case.
“You…you can see me…?” you ask, looking into the camera.
“Yep! We’ll keep you company Maxie,” Taryn says, rubbing your shoulder through the walls of Mira’s belly. “You even have internet access! Be careful with the camera when you’re using your other presents though,” Taryn adds, laughing along with most of the other women. Mira’s grin as she pinches your bum through her own stomach is absolutely wicked. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all?
