Wet. Hot. Dark. This describes the
world the shrunken women have entered to play in a dragoness’ game.
The tiny women scramble to gather their bearings inside their new
mistress’ stomach.
“C-can anyone hear me? Is anyone
there?” One of the women calls out into the dark.
“Cindi? Is that you?” another
voice calls back.
“Alex! Alex over here!” Cindi
calls back, struggling to walk across the slick, squishy stomach
lining. She thinks to herself it feels so similar to bounce houses