letting her in. [wisply / vaatidorf6000]

[Wisply]

As tinies were pushed into his stomach, it would growl softly, as if welcoming new arrivals -- even though all of them happened to be dead. Though the idea of the deaths of others was chilling, she couldn't help her fascination -- and her arousal -- with how Jason could eat all of them, eat so many and stay so attractive and powerful. Suddenly, thunder rolled through him as he chuckled rather darkly. Her eyes opened, and meekly, they traveled up the length of his torso up to his face. His expression made a metaphorical tail tuck between her legs. "Ready to join them in there?" Her eyes widened. She felt her heartbeat quicken, her face still painted with red. The hands on his stomach tightened their grip on his shirt. "I think you are," he said. Not a request anymore. Far from that. This was practically a command.

She felt her breathing quicken as something huge and warm approached her. His hand enveloped her, able to crush her with just a flex of his muscles -- but she would be leaving in a very different way. She was lifted up the length of his body, past his chest with that drumbeat heart, past his throat, right before his lips once more. He smiled at her, and she found herself shaking in his grasp, trembling in her anticipation. With his other hand, he scooped up a few more tinies -- but he reserved his right hand just for her. He watched as he nonchalantly tossed in the small group of tinies, which were pushed right onto those teeth of his, like a bear trap waiting patiently to snap on its victim. And then, she felt his hand move forward, and her breath hitched as his hand moved her right before his maw -- and with the effort of throwing a jelly bean, she was flicked inside.

Instead of the hot, plush surface of his tongue, she was tossed onto something solid and hard that wasn't as nice on her back. It took her one second to look up, and that was all the time she had to realize where she was. Right between his teeth, much like the other unfortunate tinies in his mouth. She had to react fast; without a word, Eve scrambled up and leaped out onto his tongue, and in the nick of time. His teeth snapped together, and she threw her hands over her head and winced loudly as the sounds of bodies breaking around her was amplified. She was pressed up against the roof of his mouth for a short time before his tongue relaxed, and a new feeling started to brush near her -- blood, seeping from his teeth, where the other tinies once were. The smell of blood was on his every breath, and in her fear, she could do nothing but curl up on his tongue and hope he wouldn't try to crush her too. She pulled her legs up to her chest and held them there, his breath rumbling around her like the growl of a lion, the heat within making her dizzy.

[vaatidorf6000]

Without another word Jason easily swallowed. He felt the tinies go down his throat and could only feel her in there because she was whole. Once she was secure within his stomach he started eating the remainder of the tinies. Some whole and others in pieces. Once he was full he sat down on the couch as he felt his stomach get to work. "Have fun in there."

[Wisply]

She had once more underestimated the gentle nature Jason held specifically towards her, it seemed. She was held within for a moment, every tiny limb on her body trembling, before his tongue began to shift once more. It flexed upwards, and she gasped as the contents of the tinies were smooshed back towards his throat, which flexed open to greet her. The muscles around her smothered her for a moment before suction pulled her back, and she was deposited into the strong, natural motions of his esophagus. All the while, his hot breath made its rounds in and out, in and out, whooshing one way past her and blowing back out the other, the noise like thunder. With an enormous, bone-chilling gulp, she was pushed down with the goop and remains of the other tinies, covering her in it as she was sent down, downwards into what some would call a living hell. She called it heaven. She could only imagine the motions of his throat as he swallowed her, like the morsel she was, sending her back to her rightful place ..

The trip was short; the esophagus eventually spit her, and the rest of the contents around her, into a huge, muscly pouch. There was no light, but she didn't need to see it; she smelled blood and felt everything around her, all of the other tinies that Jason had so casually devoured. Fear pulsed through her, and she slipped and fumbled on the moving walls of the stomach. When everything had been deposited, the stomach made an enormous sound, a resounding growl. The room shook around her with every breath he took, now echoing everywhere -- inhale, exhale, over and over again. He was so mighty .. and he only made her whimper when he spoke suddenly, his baritone voice rattling every bone in her tiny body: "Have fun in there." Her breathing became faster, but she was already starting to fade. She sloshed around, unable to maneuver around in the organ, and eventually gave into the warmth and flopped over.

Each time she did this, she could only relish those last few seconds, when her body was going unconscious, where she realized her insignificance. The tingling fluids lapped against her as her breathing slowed, and the organ rumbled and moved as more and more of the tinies came tumbling inside. Whatever she saw in her dark vision faded; she struggled to breathe in full breaths; her mind started to fade until slowly, slowly, it faded away to nothingness.

It was as it had been the past couple of times. Eventually, the lack of everything began to melt back to the presence of sleep. She became whole again, became a person, and not an hour or so later, she found that she had eyes, and fingers and toes and a body again. She moved everything, slowly opening her eyes. She let her vision come into focus, and found that she'd ended up right back on the spot in his room, on his desk. Truly, it was the strangest, most surreal thing she'd ever conceived to be real -- being able to reincarnate. It certainly made death less of something to fear, it seemed, for Eve. She sat herself back up and let her hands slide down over her face, rubbing her eyes. Even still, she wasn't used to this new pleasure she got. Hopefully, that would change. Right now, she felt a pang of longing to see Jason again, and her eyes flickered over to the doorway of his room. It would take a bit to walk all the way back out to the living room. She tried to gather her strength to stand, sitting with her legs splayed out before her, running her hands through her hair.

[vaatidorf6000]

Jason sat in the living room thinking about Eve and why he seemed to care so much for her despite being a tiny. He had eaten countless tinies over the years and even would eat buckets full of them at a time. Yet he truly cared about this one tiny in particular even before he first ate her. Of course, being able to eat her over and over again was an added bonus for both of them. Still, he found it amusing that he care so much for a tiny, his favorite food.