Living in the Gut of Your Former Teacher
By Leah
 
 
You would wake up, the familiar darkness surrounding you once more. You had grown used to this...and really, you never knew what time it was anymore when you awoke. There wasn't much to do in here after all...trapped in the eternal prison you willingly gave yourself to all those years ago. The same squishy walls knead around you...compressing onto your body like a giant hug...a wet hug for sure, but you would never complain about something so trivial, especially when you love it as much as you do.
 
 
The same sounds of gurgles, grumbles...and growls...alongside the sound of the melodic heartbeat above had become the sounds of peace for your ears in this place. As did, of course, the rhythmic sound of air being pushed into the pair of lungs above you...before being pushed back out into the outside world you never wish to traverse again.
 
 
Although faint, you could also hear the sounds of the outside world as well...the sound of a bell ringing at full volume, the shuffling of multiple people rushing to get to different parts of the building that your host was located within. You knew where you were from the sounds alone...a High School.
 
 
The name of your host is Chantal...a teacher in the local high school. You were once a student of hers many years ago...and you remember that time quite well. She was a rather young teacher when the two of you met for the first time...you were only 18 years old of course, while Chantal had just turned the ample age of 22. You'd gone to college for about two years before dropping it, returning back home and finding yourself alone for quite some time.
 
 
Perhaps by fate, you had run into your old teacher again...now aged 26. Chantal was always a strict teacher, but one you knew had a soft interior...both figuratively and literally. Now a simple human in need, you'd vent your frustrations out upon the woman before you...the woman you knew would listen to you among all else.
 
 
You were able to see Chantal's soft and sensitive side during this exchange...the way she comforted you and the way she reassured you that everything would turn around one day...it made you happy to call her your former teacher...and now, your friend.
 
 
As the days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months...you found yourself becoming increasingly attached to her companionship, and she found herself becoming attached as well.
 
 
At first you felt it strange that you felt such an attraction to her...she was your teacher at one point but...you soon came to terms with the fact that she was now another adult in this vast world. Her luscious green hair...somewhat petite form, impressive curvature...those pillowy thighs that always bring comfort to you...and of course those glasses which complete her academic look...resting right in front of those pearly jasper eyes...
 
 
There then came a moment in time where you realized...that you never wished to be apart from Chantal. Not even for a second...you simply wanted to be with her for the rest of time...or better yet...
 
 
Within her.
For the rest of time.
 
 
It wasn't impossible...with the advances of modern science, such a practice...as to reside within another person's body...had become possible. It was not a common practice, but you knew it was possible...and you knew that if there was any fate that could be had within your life...this was it.
 
 
And thus...one the fateful day that you now so fondly remember, you broke the question to Chantal. A question that not many would ask to another person...but in a world like this? The rules need not apply.
 
 
You asked her to shrink you down, and to swallow you whole.
To keep you inside of her stomach, and to never be let out again.
 
 
Naturally, your former teacher was certainly surprised by this...and confused as well...but you knew her well enough to know that she was not one to judge...and if anything, the idea had appealed to her as well.
 
 
Perhaps some shady dealing had to be done to get the necessary potion...after all, to do this was no simple task. But that doesn't matter anymore...
 
 
With the potion in hand, you chugged down the contents as you felt your body and very being become invigorated...and at the same time, you saw the world around you begin to grow. But you weren't so easily fooled...you knew full well exactly what was happening to you...shrinking down to be the perfect size for the act about to occur. An act that will seal this...perhaps taboo form of matrimony. In this world, you've already decided this for yourself...that if the outside world won't accept you for who you are...then the only world you'll need in this lifetime is the woman before you, Chantal.
 
 
Chantal: "It'll be fun to be with you all the time...even if I won't be seeing you physically, I know I'll be able to feel you...it will be our permanent embrace! I love you...and please, have fun.."
 
 
It was the final thing said to you in the outside world...a world you've long forgotten. Her mouth opened up..showing the pinkish cavern of bright white teeth and strings of saliva connected from the roof of her maw down to the large squishy tongue at your feet. She'd place you inside...showing you a heart with her hand as her lips soon closed behind you...your fate hadn't been sealed yet, but it was about to be...
 
 
There was simply no way that Chantal would complete this ceremony of sorts without having a proper taste...it will be the only time she gets a chance to do so after all...and you felt it first hand as that squishy pink feature of her mouth wrapped and coiled around your body...
 
 
The sounds of a satisfied "mmm~" could be heard coming from the vocal cords below...the humid air of her minty breath surrounding the atmosphere that was within...as your body became covered in saliva. Her large tongue continues to rub against your small body without hesitation...licking you and tasting you as much Chantal possibly could...and making sure it was plastered to memory...she never wants to forget this moment for as long as she lives...and neither do you.
 
 
With whatever free movement you had during this sensual barrage...you planted just one soft kiss onto her tongue...which you knew she felt as she pushed you to the front of her with her tongue...allowing you to plant a proper kiss on her bottom lip from the inside...
 
 
You heard her giggle...which made you smile. No matter the size...and no matter how strict she may be on her students...you knew she was truly a wonderful woman on the inside...and this time, you'd be inside far more literally than you had ever imagined.
 
 
Her hanging uvula pointed to where you would be living for the rest of your life...and by now, enough time had been delayed...
 
 
Her tongue rose like a tidal wave in the Pacific...pushing you and her saliva into her throat...her head now being held back as you saw the back of the woman's tongue...
 
 
"Glk...Gulp!~"
 
 
Your Fate was Sealed.
 
 
The powerful muscles of Chantal's throat quickly descended you into the long tunnel of her esophagus...which worked to pull you in only deeper and deeper...the confines of her body completely draining out the sounds of the outside as if it no longer existed. Her heartbeat getting louder and louder as you passed her chest...before it became increasingly more distant...only for a new sound to become dominant. The sounds of grumbles...gurgles...rumbles even. It only got more and more potent as you slipped deeper and deeper...until you felt your feet slip into a slightly more open space...as the entrance squeezed down on your ankles. Her body continued to accept you into this new location...forcing your tiny form through that entrance which was only going to be a one-way trip...more..and more of you was pushed through that tight sphincter until finally...your head had entered.
 
 
You were now inside of Chantal's Stomach.
 
 
You looked up...trying to put your hand through her sphincter and failing...it was far too tight. You looked down...realizing that looking anywhere wouldn't help, it was pitch black...sight had been taken from you. Light was not going to enter such a space...and you were alright with that.
 
 
They were a couple acids...digesting away whatever meal she had prior...although it was already mostly gone. You realized the potion had worked...the acids had zero effect on you...although it did have an effect on your clothes...you knew they weren't going to last...not that you minded.
 
 
You had shrunk to the right size...you made a perfect fit ito her stomach...and in a sense, it move with you...staying in its normal shape whenever you extended your legs...but contracted to surround and knead against you whenever you curled up...it was as if her stomach was attempting to give you a hug at every waking moment...and you wouldn't have it any other way...
 
 
You'd both hear and feel Chantal pet her stomach...before rubbing against it...it was a sign of affection that you knew would become commonplace...as you snuggled up to the stomach walls...
 
 
These sounds...of her heartbeat...her breaths...and the grumbles of her belly were what you would begin to know for the rest of time...
 
 
...That was 10 years ago now, and yet you haven't aged a day. Neither has Chantal, for the most part...
 
 
Modern Science has since long improved their medical recreational methods...and the lifespans of humans now expand well past what they used to.
 
 
With humans now capable of living for thousands and possibly millions of years thanks to how slow the aging process has become...it isn't too far-fetched to believe that even medical immortality may become achieved one day...you certainly hope that to be the case...
 
 
You could hear the next class of Chantal's come in...and you always think about how none of these students will ever know of the secret her teacher has hiding inside of her...
 
 
Her lectures have always been a treat to listen to...you've even become smarter as a result of it! LIstening into her voice...seeing as the voices of the students are nothing but blabber thanks to how far from you they are in the grand scheme of things...
 
 
Chantal would talk to students...to fellow teachers...and her principal of course...and not one of them would ever know of you...trapped inside of this woman's stomach for the rest of eternity...
 
 
But Chantal knew...
 
 
As the school day ended and Chantal packed her bags to leave...she rubbed her stomach again...as now her day with you began for real...
 
 
She talks of tests needing to be graded, and stories of what students have done in her classes...and you find it ever so sweet how passionate she is about her line of work...and even more so how passionate she is about you...
 
 
She'd arrive home and the two of you remain engrossed into conversation...although your voice was quiet...she was able to hear you clearly...you are the only one who will ever hear her clearly...and that in itself brought you solace..to know that in your new world of Chantal's stomach...only the host you love so dearly will get to speak with you...
 
 
And as the day passed...you fell in love all over again...
Listening into the shows that she watches...occasionally feeling the food she eats land on your head before digesting away...and feeling those gentle rubs on her belly as you always do...
 
 
As nighttime falls and Chantal gets ready for bed...so do you. Yawning as you curled up into position...
 
 
Chantal: "Good Night sweetheart...I have an off day tomorrow, so let's make the most of it..."
 
 
You'd rub her stomach in affirmation...and the day would end as you close your eyes...beginning to drift off to sleep...finishing yet another day in a cycle that will repeat for eternity...with every day to bring something new...
And you remind yourself this is only the first 10 years...
 
 
This will be life...forever.
Whether it be 10 years or 1000 years later..this is your home.
Whether Chantal is still a teacher by then or not, this is your home...
 
 
You will always wake up in her stomach...and you will always go to bed in her stomach...
 
 
It's the life you chose and it's the best life you could ever ask for...
 
 
Chantal's stomach is your world.
And as such, you love her with every fiber of your being.
 
 
Now let the gurgles of her stomach lull you to bed...
Good Night...her stomach is your solace~