Tinies Belong in Bellies (2022)
*custom request start in a bra and panties. first person pov. i’m your tiny best friend on the table. wehad lunch plans, so i came over to help you prepare lunch. you thank me for helping,but it’s not enough. you have a bloated belly, but you just aren’t quite full. i came overto help, but there is a way i can do more. you say “maybe i could eat you too,” in ajoking way. “don’t you want to volunteer to a good cause?” you say with a smile whilepatting your full belly. lunch wasn’t enough, you need something more. you look at memore seriously, and actually consider it. you ask me what i think, rubbing your full bellyand asking if i want to join its contents churning in your gut. “wouldn’t you like to churnin this gut?” i seem unsure and nervous about this. you try and convince me. you knowwe have been friends for a long time, and i had big plans for the future, but i would beso healthy and nutritious for you. “tinies belong in bellies” you say with a smile. “don’tyou want me to be full?” you say. i look nervous. you remember how this ends, and youget excited, and show me your asshole. you bring it close, and wink it for me, telling methat i’ll be s***. it’s a long, and agonizing process, but you’ve made up your mind. my body trembles as i'm picked up off the table and held high above yourbelly. Our eyes meet, and I can see the determination in yours. You assure me that this is forthe best, that I’ll be providing you with the nutrients you need. Despite the fear coursing through me, I can feel a strange sense of acceptance. After all, our friendship has always been unconventional.
You slowly lower me towards your open mouth, and as I feel the warmth of your breath on my skin, I realize there's no turning back now. With a deep breath, I prepare myself for what's to come. The sensation of being swallowed is unlike anything I've ever experienced before—an intense pressure building up inside of me as you push me deeper into your stomach.
Tiny me shudders as I feel myself slipping further down into your warm, dark abyss. It's pitch-black inside here, and all I can hear is the echo of my own desperate gasps for air. The walls of your belly move rhythmically against my skin, sending waves of nausea washing over me. In this moment, I realize that I am truly at your mercy—that my fate lies completely in your hands.
Despite the fear and discomfort, I can't help but feel a strange sense of wonder at the power dynamics between us. I've always looked up to you as a strong, confident woman, and now, here I am, reduced to nothing more than a tiny meal for your giantess form. As you continue to digest me beneath your smooth skin, I try my best to accept my new role in your life—to embrace it, even. After all, tinies belong in bellies.
The time passes slowly as I am slowly broken down and absorbed into your system. Occasionally, I feel a sharp pain as my body protests against the alien environment, but it's nothing compared to the overwhelming sense of vulnerability that consumes me. Despite the discomfort, though, I can't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction knowing that I am providing you with the nourishment you need.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the pain subsides, and I feel myself being pulled back up towards the surface. As I emerge from the darkness, I find myself staring up at your beautiful face, which is lit up with a mixture of pleasure and contentment. You reach down and gently pat my now-flat stomach, smiling warmly at me. "Thanks again for lunch," you say, slap your ass. With that, you stand up and walk out of the room, leaving me lying there, transformed and utterly powerless. But even in my diminished state, I can't help but feel a strange sense of gratitude—for this incredible, unforgettable experience.
