Exploring Amelia part 2
I learned three very important things during my first trip into Amelia's inner world. First was that the rules and laws I knew from the outside world did not apply. Second was that, strange as it sometimes seemed, it was definitely in some way "inside" her body, since she could feel and react to things I did in there. Finally, I learned that the space inside her was far, far bigger than I had imagined.
I was a little giddy when I entered the opening that I could only describe as Amelia's cervix. Being large enough for me to squeeze through, it certainly didn't fit what a cervix ought to be, but here I was, a full-size dude who'd just been swallowed whole by her pussy, so traditional anatomy was already out the window. Amelia writhed and squealed as her inner opening accommodated me.
The other side deposited me, after a short drop, on a fleshy surface in a cavernous chamber. Unlike the part immediately inside her vagina, where Amelai's flesh had massaged me on every side, this place was literally big enough to stand up and walk around in. It wasn't bright enough to see the other end of the cavern, but a faint pink light that seemed to stream in from everywhere illuminated the place. I steadied myself and looked around. From what vague sense of gravity I had, the cavern seemed to slope upwards, unevenly, with pillar-like stretches of moist, muscular flesh studded throughout. The whole thing softly rose and fell in time with Amelia's breathing.
"Are you OK in there?" came Amelia's pretty voice from every direction, but especially forward and up.
"I'm fine. How about you? Are you holding up?" I wondered if she would be able to hear me.
"It kind of tickles. Is that you moving around?" She seemed to have calmed down somewhat on hearing from me.
"I think so. Hey, can you feel this?" I walked up to one of the stretchy flesh pillars (I'll call them tendons, I guess, though I'm sure that's wrong too) and slammed my body into it. The thing reverberated like a rubber band, and at the same time, the cavern jolted briefly.
"ow! That stings!"
"Sorry. I can't believe all this is really inside of you."
"I know... isn't it amazing?" Amelia seemed to have a mysterious pride to this. I guess I found it understandable. Inside her body, there were whole rooms that shouldn't possibly exist, big enough for dozens of people. It was certainly something special.
I began to wander around a little more, when I spotted something out of place, somewhat blue-looking and with a different texture than the rest of the area. I approached it and realized it was a stuffed animal in the shape of a dolphin, one of those large ones that's several feet long. I picked it up and inspected it. The only label was a generic "Made in China" tag sticking out of the rear fin. The whole thing looked somewhat faded and worn, like it had been well-loved for years. The dolphin's stiff front beak was slightly discolored.
"Amelia... do you know why there's a stuffed dolphin in here?"
There was a pause, during which the world shuddered around me. When the movement stopped, I felt like gravity was at a slightly different incline than before. Apparently Amelia was shifting positions. "Oh, you found Bottles? He's a long-time friend of mine. Um. I guess I should explain. That's how I discovered that this exists." She twitched the flesh around me slightly to emphasize that she was talking about in "inner world," so to speak.
"A couple weeks ago, I was, uh, masturbating with Bottles. But then I guess I sort of relaxed a little, and the next thing I know, Bottles is kind of getting sucked into my pussy. It felt pretty good, so I let it go, and when I couldn't fish him out, I just kind of guessed. Oh... but you felt better, going in." I imagined Amelia blushing, as I blushed myself. My nether regions reawakened just a little at the thought.
"I guess I'm flattered," I said, starting to head towards the yet unexplored part of the chamber.
"Can you bring him with you when you... leave?" she said bashfully.
"Leave, huh? I guess I'll have to do that, even though I don't want to. Sure, I'll bring Bottles with me when I do."
"Thanks."
I continued to explore Amelia's insides until I lost track of time, though it still felt too short to me. We passed the time, talking on a level more intimate than I had ever experienced, starting to really get to know each other. I mean, when we hooked up earlier that day, the two of us had been fundamentally just friendly strangers, having had a few passing talks over our years in high school, never really knowing deeply about each other. Amelia admitted that she's been attracted to me back when I was dating April, but hadn't acted on it. I told her I thought she was sexy and beautiful and didn't deny that I had been ogling her mercilessly at the pool party. I began to understand the question that had baffled me, about why this girl, whose body was a wonderland in more ways than one, whose prior sexual experience was next to none, who found herself suddenly in possession of a staggering secret -- why this girl had chosen me as her confidant and partner.
At length, she regretfully informed me that we had little time before her mom would come home, so I had to get out. I hadn't found anything else particularly interesting in this session -- just more caverns and chambers waiting to be explored -- but Amelia promised that we could try again at the next available opportunity, so I backtracked down the "stairwell", as it were, and toward the cervix opening that I had entered from. It was relatively high up, and I grabbed the wall to try climbing up it, which caused Amelia to shiver and knock me loose.
"Are you ready?" she said, then, and before I could reply, the tendon-things flexed and the entire chamber floor lifted up, bowling me over, and squeezed towards the cervix, which pushed open. Bottles and I were tumbled end over end and pummeled through the cervix and the vaginal antechamber, finally coming to rest on cream-colored bedsheets.
I steadied myself and raised my gaze back to the naked body of Amelia, trying to confirm the reality of the situation. There she was, looking as thin and well-formed as ever, with no sign that her body had just expelled a living being bigger than her from within itself. She was blushing furiously, and grabbed a bedsheet to belatedly serve her modesty.
"I brought back Bottles, like you asked," I said, for lack of anything better to say.
"Thanks," she replied simply for the same reason, and took him from me to hug him. Then she reached out again, forgetting the bed sheet, and hugged me. I returned the gesture, as our bare skin pressed against each other, and we shared a long, slow kiss.
When it was over, she looked at my eyes longingly. "I think I love you," she said.
"Me too."
I learned three very important things during my first trip into Amelia's inner world. First was that the rules and laws I knew from the outside world did not apply. Second was that, strange as it sometimes seemed, it was definitely in some way "inside" her body, since she could feel and react to things I did in there. Finally, I learned that the space inside her was far, far bigger than I had imagined.
I was a little giddy when I entered the opening that I could only describe as Amelia's cervix. Being large enough for me to squeeze through, it certainly didn't fit what a cervix ought to be, but here I was, a full-size dude who'd just been swallowed whole by her pussy, so traditional anatomy was already out the window. Amelia writhed and squealed as her inner opening accommodated me.
The other side deposited me, after a short drop, on a fleshy surface in a cavernous chamber. Unlike the part immediately inside her vagina, where Amelai's flesh had massaged me on every side, this place was literally big enough to stand up and walk around in. It wasn't bright enough to see the other end of the cavern, but a faint pink light that seemed to stream in from everywhere illuminated the place. I steadied myself and looked around. From what vague sense of gravity I had, the cavern seemed to slope upwards, unevenly, with pillar-like stretches of moist, muscular flesh studded throughout. The whole thing softly rose and fell in time with Amelia's breathing.
"Are you OK in there?" came Amelia's pretty voice from every direction, but especially forward and up.
"I'm fine. How about you? Are you holding up?" I wondered if she would be able to hear me.
"It kind of tickles. Is that you moving around?" She seemed to have calmed down somewhat on hearing from me.
"I think so. Hey, can you feel this?" I walked up to one of the stretchy flesh pillars (I'll call them tendons, I guess, though I'm sure that's wrong too) and slammed my body into it. The thing reverberated like a rubber band, and at the same time, the cavern jolted briefly.
"ow! That stings!"
"Sorry. I can't believe all this is really inside of you."
"I know... isn't it amazing?" Amelia seemed to have a mysterious pride to this. I guess I found it understandable. Inside her body, there were whole rooms that shouldn't possibly exist, big enough for dozens of people. It was certainly something special.
I began to wander around a little more, when I spotted something out of place, somewhat blue-looking and with a different texture than the rest of the area. I approached it and realized it was a stuffed animal in the shape of a dolphin, one of those large ones that's several feet long. I picked it up and inspected it. The only label was a generic "Made in China" tag sticking out of the rear fin. The whole thing looked somewhat faded and worn, like it had been well-loved for years. The dolphin's stiff front beak was slightly discolored.
"Amelia... do you know why there's a stuffed dolphin in here?"
There was a pause, during which the world shuddered around me. When the movement stopped, I felt like gravity was at a slightly different incline than before. Apparently Amelia was shifting positions. "Oh, you found Bottles? He's a long-time friend of mine. Um. I guess I should explain. That's how I discovered that this exists." She twitched the flesh around me slightly to emphasize that she was talking about in "inner world," so to speak.
"A couple weeks ago, I was, uh, masturbating with Bottles. But then I guess I sort of relaxed a little, and the next thing I know, Bottles is kind of getting sucked into my pussy. It felt pretty good, so I let it go, and when I couldn't fish him out, I just kind of guessed. Oh... but you felt better, going in." I imagined Amelia blushing, as I blushed myself. My nether regions reawakened just a little at the thought.
"I guess I'm flattered," I said, starting to head towards the yet unexplored part of the chamber.
"Can you bring him with you when you... leave?" she said bashfully.
"Leave, huh? I guess I'll have to do that, even though I don't want to. Sure, I'll bring Bottles with me when I do."
"Thanks."
I continued to explore Amelia's insides until I lost track of time, though it still felt too short to me. We passed the time, talking on a level more intimate than I had ever experienced, starting to really get to know each other. I mean, when we hooked up earlier that day, the two of us had been fundamentally just friendly strangers, having had a few passing talks over our years in high school, never really knowing deeply about each other. Amelia admitted that she's been attracted to me back when I was dating April, but hadn't acted on it. I told her I thought she was sexy and beautiful and didn't deny that I had been ogling her mercilessly at the pool party. I began to understand the question that had baffled me, about why this girl, whose body was a wonderland in more ways than one, whose prior sexual experience was next to none, who found herself suddenly in possession of a staggering secret -- why this girl had chosen me as her confidant and partner.
At length, she regretfully informed me that we had little time before her mom would come home, so I had to get out. I hadn't found anything else particularly interesting in this session -- just more caverns and chambers waiting to be explored -- but Amelia promised that we could try again at the next available opportunity, so I backtracked down the "stairwell", as it were, and toward the cervix opening that I had entered from. It was relatively high up, and I grabbed the wall to try climbing up it, which caused Amelia to shiver and knock me loose.
"Are you ready?" she said, then, and before I could reply, the tendon-things flexed and the entire chamber floor lifted up, bowling me over, and squeezed towards the cervix, which pushed open. Bottles and I were tumbled end over end and pummeled through the cervix and the vaginal antechamber, finally coming to rest on cream-colored bedsheets.
I steadied myself and raised my gaze back to the naked body of Amelia, trying to confirm the reality of the situation. There she was, looking as thin and well-formed as ever, with no sign that her body had just expelled a living being bigger than her from within itself. She was blushing furiously, and grabbed a bedsheet to belatedly serve her modesty.
"I brought back Bottles, like you asked," I said, for lack of anything better to say.
"Thanks," she replied simply for the same reason, and took him from me to hug him. Then she reached out again, forgetting the bed sheet, and hugged me. I returned the gesture, as our bare skin pressed against each other, and we shared a long, slow kiss.
When it was over, she looked at my eyes longingly. "I think I love you," she said.
"Me too."
Exploring Amelia, part 02
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