Steve sat on his towel under an umbrella watching the waves come in and go out, he inhaled the sea air and sighed a very relaxed and lazy sigh. He watched his friends playing in the water, as he waited for his other friend to return. Tanya had the next shift when it came to watching the group’s stuff, he had offered to give her some money for a snack when she complained of hunger, and she should be back from getting it any second. Steve closed his eyes and waited patiently, he wasn’t too concerned if she took her time, he was quite content to wait here with the cool breeze and the shade of the umbrella to keep the sun off of him.
 
 
He heard a soft crunching noise, like snow under a boot. He opened his eyes and looked up, Tanya was standing right over him, biting into a blue popsicle on a stick. She was looking down at him, apparently pleased to have slightly startled him, she smiled and waved sarcastically.
 
 
“Hey” Steve said as he smiled back. It was a good view if you liked the sight of underboob and bikinis that are intentionally one size too small, and her return meant he could now join their friends in the water, so he had plenty to smile about.
 
 
“You can get outta here” Said Tanya, licking her fingers where the popsicle was dripping onto them “I have second watch” she finished, going to take another bite
 
 
“Yes ma’am” Steve said, redirecting his vision forward and away from Tanya’s boobs, before she noticed him staring.
 
 
He was about to lean forward to get up off of the towel, when he felt something cold land on his head, it wasn’t hard, but it was startling and his first move was to try and shake it off, but before he could make any earnest attempt to do so Tanya was wrapping her arms around his shoulders to keep him still.
 
 
“Oh, don’t move, don’t move! I don’t want it to land in the sand!” She said desperately.
 
 
Her right hand was holding him in place with only three fingers because it was still holding the popsicle, but half of it was missing. He realized the other half must have fallen off and was currently sitting on his head.
 
 
Next he felt warm breath atop his head, then something soft and warm enveloped the cold popsicle from two sides, ending in what almost felt like a kiss on the top of his head as her lips met and dragged a few hairs away with them, then he heard soft crunches as Tanya chewed the popsicle right behind him. Now it felt wet where the popsicle had been
 
 
It was actually kinda hot being this intimate with Tanya, she was very sexy and way out of Steve’s league. She was friendly and hot in a way that made people want to please her, as if doing enough nice things for her might make her like them. Seeing Tanya’s ample boobs from beneath earlier had gotten Steve’s attention, but with her arms around his body and her lips sucking on his scalp, he was more than excited by now, and wanted to get away before Tanya noticed his excitement. He tried to gently untangle himself from Tanya’s arms so he could get away
 
 
“Oh!-No!-No!-No! You’re gonna waste it!” Tanya whispered frantically as he felt the liquid on the top of his head drip down onto his crown.
 
 
Now he felt a big wet warm thing on the back of his head, it slid to the top of his head collecting all the liquid. Tanya was licking him like she was a mother cat.
 
 
“Tanya…” He whined.
 
 
Then the warm wet feeling expanded outward from the top of his head, and began moving down in all directions, over his crown, his ears and covering his eyes, blocking out all light.
 
 
“TAN-!” He began to shout out as the warm wet feeling slipped over his nose and mouth. His head was now somewhere humid and grotesquely organic. After a bit of mental math, the only conclusion that made any sense to Steve was that Tanya was eating him. He moved his head around in the fleshy sack and felt teeth on his sides and on his chin-
 
 
-GULP-
 
 
Scratch that, on his neck. His head slipped up and back, passing into a tight tube and being pulled downward.
 
 
-GULP-
 
 
His shoulders were enveloped now, as he continued to bend over backwards and slide down the elastic tube of Tanya’s neck. He tried to call out but his voice was muffled by his squishy surroundings.
 
 
-GULP-
 
 
He felt his butt lifted off of the ground as his torso was pulled up. His shoulders drifted over Tanya’s tongue. This was happening so fast, much too fast. He heard a heartbeat, louder than he’d ever heard, the sound was coming from all around him reverberating and pounding in his ears. He tried to kick with his legs, but the sand under the towel provided no traction in the direction he wanted to go, he could only kick off the sand and push himself further into Tanya, which he decided not to do.
 
 
-GULP-
 
 
His hips were now overtaken by Tanya’s mouth. He felt her drop to her knees and lift him skyward. His head reached the end of the tube and his body began to push the flesh down and outward elongating Tanya’s insides turning her once small stomach into a vast chamber capable of holding Steve’s entire person.
 
 
-GULP-
 
 
Steve’s back was forced to arch and curl like he was doing a yoga pose as even more of his body joined him in Tanya’s stomach. His pelvis was currently in her mouth, and he kicked his legs in the air knowing it would do nothing. “Tanya!” he called out, not getting an answer.
 
 
-GULP-
 
 
Most of his legs were taken at once and he felt a hand gently slapping his feet, dusting sand off of them before…
 
 
-GULP-
 
 
Tanya swallowed the last of him, and his legs were forced down her throat until they were curled up with the rest of him in this dark, wet, tight, smelly place. He couldn’t call out again, he barely had enough room to breathe.
 
 
He felt a vibration come from all around him as Tanya vocalized a “Mmmm” hum. He could barely make out the sound of that snow crunching noise again and a swallow, then something cold and mushy entered the chamber with him and landed on his butt. He shivered at the cold, causing Tanya to giggle at the tremor. He felt her pat him gently.
 
 
She adjusted her position and he was now aware of something soft and coarse under his head and two soft things next to his head, he guessed that she had elected to sit on his towel, his head was now between her legs and laying on the towel with the sand underneath it. After a short time passed, he couldn’t say how long, he could hear someone speaking, but it was far too muffled to hear, but he heard Tanya’s reply.
 
 
“It’s Steve” She’s said, and she patted him again.
 
 
There was a pause as whoever else was there responded.
 
 
“Oh, well I dropped some ice-cream on his head and I didn’t want any of it to go to waste, so I just sorta used him like a plate… or more like an ice-cream cone I guess”
 
 
Another pause.
 
 
“Nah, he won’t mind, he does nice things for me all the time, he’s the best” She said patting him again.
 
 
Steve strained his ears to hear the response, but couldn’t make out anything at all.
 
 
Tanya Laughed, shaking Steve’s prison in the process “Yeah, definitely!”
 
 
Steve gave up trying to hear the other half of this conversation.
 
 
“Oh, that would be great! Thanks! You’re the best too!” Tanya said enthusiastically as he felt her strain to stand up with his weight pulling her down, but she managed and carried him across the beach. He could tell she was approaching the water because the sounds of the waves kept getting louder. Soon her stride changed as she waded into the ocean. Now the sounds of the water were all around him and he could tell she was chest deep or deeper, he was completely submerged, she was essentially a submarine and he was her passenger. He could hear her talking more but now the sounds of the water were so loud they literally drowned out the voice of his host.
 
 
He could feel gravity shift as she changed positions whilst swimming about and having a fun time. Sometimes she stood, sometimes she swam forwards, sometimes she did a backstroke. At times he felt like he was being dragged along as she dove under an oncoming wave and the current pushed her belly in one direction or another. On more than one occasion she was caught up in a wave and was tossed around by the torrent of water, she was deposited on the beach looking haggard but unharmed, and laughing along with their friends, meanwhile, inside her, Steve had been spun about like a top and could barely tell which way was up and which was down. All the while his extremities were rubbed against the gastric walls of his host, being coated again and again in tingling acids. It hurt momentarily whenever his skin slid against the stomach, but it soon passed into numbness, he had no way of knowing that it was because his nerve endings were being dissolved along his limbs.
 
 
Steve felt weak by the time he felt Tanya paddle into the shallows, and crawl onto shore, she was exhausted after such a great time. She lifted them both out of the water and he felt her uneven footsteps as she walked through the sand back to his towel. He drifted in and out of consciousness as Tanya sat on the beach, probably tanning, talking with their friends, and eventually packing up their gear for the day, and driving back to town. He was vaguely aware that he seemed to have passed out of Tanya’s stomach and was being moved through a tight tube with some other liquid surrounding him. He tried to reach out and feel his surroundings but was too weak to move his arms, he couldn’t even feel them. He could hear her talking somewhere above him, she was sitting, he could feel her legs under his head, so he probably was upside down and sagging into her lap from the feel of it. It was hard to hear her from this far down but it sounded like she was asking someone for food, or for rules? It didn’t make much sense to Steve, he heard a much more muffled response from somebody else and then the clattering of something upon a table just above him, he couldn’t tell what it might be but it didn’t matter. He heard happy laughter from her, and maybe from other people nearby. He called her name again, trying to get her attention, to beg her to let him out, but if she could hear him she didn’t acknowledge it.
 
 
At some point he passed out again. He came to consciousness a few more times, he was still moving through the tube, it felt like he was rightside up now, and it felt like she was walking up a set of steps, gravity was making him bounce and ascend, bounce and ascend, again and again. He heard the opening of a door, the closing of a door, shoes on wood, he felt her body twist and contort slightly and the sounds of clothing being removed, the sound of a ceiling fan, the sound of something small vibrating, it could have been a vibrator or an electric toothbrush for all he knew. He tried once again to get her attention, he writhed and struggled with everything he had, his limbs were still too numb to follow his commands, so he did a pathetic little worm-like wriggle instead. This didn’t really do anything except make him move through the tube slightly faster. The vibrating sounds stopped, there was the sound of liquid being gulped from somewhere above him, then a click, and his world shifted onto its side as she laid down on something soft.
 
 
Of course, now that nothing was happening Steve’s mind stayed fully conscious. There was only the sensation of passing through the tube for hours, and only the sounds of gastric noises, and rhythmic breathing to keep him company. It must have been hours that he was pushed along through the never ending hallway of warm slimy intestinal tract. The liquid around him eventually hardened into foul smelling paste, and after what seemed like an eternity he stopped moving through her. His lower body was pushed up against a wall, but the tube of flesh around his head and upper body still tried to move him onward. It made loud squelching noises, and flooded the intestines with liquid in an attempt to continue his journey, but the exit stayed shut for now.
 
 
He felt Tanya wake with a sudden start, she sat bolt upright, and sprang from her bed. He was sitting deep within the bowl of her pelvis as he felt her sit down and the trap door of her anus began to part to make way for him. Several unpleasant sounds heralded his escape as his body sank through her pelvic cavity. He felt wetness around his butt, were his legs still too numb to feel it too? He felt some of the slime and waste that surrounded him squeeze out as well, lubricating this final leg of his journey. He heard Tanya grunt as she continued pushing him out of her body, he felt her sphincter around his waist, she grunted again and he felt it part with great effort from Tanya, but only slightly, he felt as if he was dangling from her rear. She grunted again, and again, each time her anus parted slightly more but did not allow his upper torso to pass yet. He felt the muscle tighten around him and reclaim part of his body, she resolutely took a great breath then her muscles contracted with greater force than ever pushing him out suddenly all the way past his chest. Most of his body fell into the cold water at this point, but his head was still locked into her colon, with her asshole wrapped around his neck. She sighed after that last great effort, and pushed a final time, discharging his head and several other gross things.
 
 
Steve was staring up at Tanya’s gaping asshole which was closing quickly after having disgorged his entire body, which he could now see had a monumental amount of damage done to it. At first he was shocked to see that he was sitting in a toilet bowl, shocked because he could fit in a toilet bowl, but then he saw the reason for this was that he no longer had any legs or arms, his lower body ended at his crotch, and his shoulders ended in nubs where his arms should be, and he was surrounded by lumps of poop that he now realized where the digested remains of what used to be his arms and legs. He looked from one shoulder to the other in horror, it appeared that her stomach acids had cauterized his stumps, since he was not bleeding, but the scarification was rather horrific. He looked over the rest of his body to see horrible acid scars everywhere. He was too shocked to say or do anything.
 
 
A hand appeared from above and began wiping the ass in front of him with toilet paper. He was suddenly afraid that she would flush him away when she was done wiping, he struggled to find his voice after the ordeal he had gone through (and was still going through), but he managed to squeak out “Wait!”.
 
 
She was apparently startled since her ass, and probably her whole body, jumped and she dropped the dirty toilet paper onto his stomach. The ass lifted away, and she turned, to see her handiwork.
 
 
“Oh!” She exclaimed upon seeing a set of eyes staring up at her from the toilet. But she wasn’t shocked by his state, she was mostly concerned because she wasn’t wearing any clothes, and she attempted briefly to cover herself with her hands before she jumped out of view, returning a few moments later wrapping a towel around herself.
“Oh, well, this is different… Huh… I guess that’s why my tummy was feeling a little upset earlier”
 
 
“What did you do to me?” He asked looking over his mangled body now it was in the light.
 
 
She shrugged “failed to fully digest you? Oh man, you’re a really stinky load too” She said waving her hand in front of her nose “I wonder if I need to see a doctor about this?”
 
 
He was still in such a state of shock that he was having trouble stringing words together, but he managed a meek “Help me”. It was at this point too that he started trying to worm his way out of the toilet.
 
 
“Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no! Stop, you’re gonna get poo all over everything, stop!” She said frantically, waving her arms, wanting to push him back in, but also not wanting to touch him, so she only waved her hands in his general direction looking as if she were miming trying to push him down. She needn't have bothered though, his worm-like movements didn’t move him an inch.
 
 
She sighed with relief realizing that he couldn’t get out and she wouldn’t have to touch him. “You had me worried I was gonna have to spend the rest of the night cleaning, don’t do that. Anyway I’m gonna go back to sleep now, don’t worry I’ll call a doctor in the morning and figure out why I didn’t digest you. See ya” She reached for the toilet handle.
 
 
Horrified, he screamed “WAIT!”
 
 
“Shh… My neighbors are sleeping, don’t shout” She said, lowering her voice an octave.
 
 
“What are you doing?” He asked, actually lowering his voice for some reason.
 
 
“What do you mean?” She asked confused “You’re poop now, I’m flushing you down the toilet”
 
 
His lip quivered “I thought we were friends?” He asked pathetically.
 
 
She tilted her head in further confusion “Of course we’re friends” She shook her head and smiled affectionately “You’re silly… Alright, bye” She reached out and pulled the handle.
 
 
Water flooded into the bowl around him and began to spin around. It dragged his body with the motion of the spinning, and began to empty into the hole at the bottom pulling him down with it. He spun and sank, spun and sank, becoming dizzy with the motion. His torso vanished into the hole at the bottom of the toilet, it pulled him down, up over the u-bend, and then down again into a long pipe, the last thing he saw before his head crested the bend of the pipe was his friend smiling and waving goodbye, then he was sucked down into the sewers with the last of the water.