One late afternoon, I was hanging out with my friend Daisy at her house. We were siting on her couch playing some Sonic the Hedgehog on her 70 inch flat screen TV and drinking a few cans of soda. Our stomachs started to growl and we both looked at each other as we said, "We need something to snack on before the pizzas get here in a few hours."

"Wanna go get some popcorn from the kitchen?" Daisy asked.

"Sure!" I replied.

I got up off the couch and headed toward the kitchen. When I got into the kitchen, I went to the cabinet where the big bowls were and got one out, putting it on the counter. Then I walked over to the pantry to get the bag of popcorn out. Afterwards, I walked over to the cabinet where the smaller bowls were and got one of those out and went over to the refrigerator and got the butter out, scooped out a spoonful of butter, put it in the smaller bowl, put it in the microwave, and heated it up for about 10 seconds. After that was done, I put the bag of popcorn in the microwave and heated it up for 5 minutes and then took it out after it dinged and emptied the bag of popcorn into the large bowl. I took the small bowl of melted butter and poured it on the popcorn and then put some salt on it. I was just about to pick up the bowl of popcorn and go back into the living room, when I felt something crawling on the back of my neck. I went to go swat it, but when my hand came towards the back of my neck, the little bug moved. I went to go swat it again, but before I could swat it, it bit me.

"OUCH!!!" I yelled. I got a napkin and grabbed the little bug where it bit me and saw that it was a black spider the size of a grape.

"What happened?" Daisy asked with concern.

"A spider bit me on the back of my neck!"

"Ouch! Sorry that happened to you. Hope nothing bad happens from the bite." She said.

"Thank you! I'm sure I'll be fine," I said back to her.

I crumpled up the napkin and threw it away. I was about to pick up the bowl of popcorn, but then all of a sudden, I felt lightheaded. My head was spinning, so I leaned on the counter and that just made it worse, so I sat on one of the bar stools and I started to feel better. I sat there and closed my eyes for a few minutes just to make sure I didn't faint and fall on the floor. I felt this strange tingling sensation throughout my whole body, but I figured that was just my head feeling better, so I didn't think anything of it. I opened my eyes after sitting there for a few minutes and everything was bigger than when I sat down! I looked at myself and saw that I was about one-sixth of an inch tall! I thought to myself, "How did this happen to me? I bet it was that spider that bit me!" I got up from the stool and hopped onto the counter and started looking for something to climb up onto the bowl of popcorn, so I could yell for Daisy and get her to come into the kitchen. I saw the salt shaker and the spoon that I had used to scoop out the butter. I moved the salt shaker close to the edge of the bowl and leaned the spoon against the salt shaker. I got on the spoon and stepped into some of the butter that was still on the spoon and I tried to scrape off as much of it as I could. I started to climb up the handle of the spoon and I was a little wobbly at first, but then got my balance back. After a while of climbing up, I finally made it to the end of the spoon. I started to step onto the rim of the bowl, but then I felt the spoon start to slip. Before I went down with the spoon, I grabbed the edge of the bowl and hung there for a few seconds and then pulled myself up on the rim of the bowl. I got up and started to yell for Daisy, but was quickly cut off and slipped on the rim and fell into the bowl of popcorn. Thankfully the popcorn cushioned my fall and I didn't go splat on the bottom of the bowl.

"That damn butter made me slip and fall before I could yell for help! My grandma always told me butter was a bad ingredient! Well, she was fucking right, god damnit!"

"Alex? Are you okay?" Daisy yelled. She waited a few seconds and yelled again. "Alex is everything alright?" She waited a few more seconds and still heard nothing.

She got up from the couch and went into the kitchen to see what was going on. When she got into the kitchen, I was no where in sight. "Hmm? Must've gone out to go get some more soda and didn't tell me, oh well, I'm sure he'll be back soon. Oh good, the popcorn is done!" she said to herself. She picked up the bowl and went back into the living room. When she picked up the bowl, it felt like the whole earth shook!

"Hey Daisy, I'm down here in the popcorn!" I yelled at her.

But she didn't hear me because her head was facing the TV and her hand was reaching down right where I was. As I watched her ginormous hand reach down for me, I jumped out of the way before she could snatch me up with her handful of popcorn. I watched in amazement at how much popcorn she could stuff her face in with. She shoveled in handful after handful of popcorn into her mouth. Before I knew it, the popcorn was halfway gone! I stood up and felt my clothes and they were all wet from the butter.

"Yuck! Now I'm all soggy and sticky! Great, just great!" I said to myself. After I was done seeing how soggy and sticky I was, I had noticed that Daisy was almost done eating all of the popcorn.

"Gee pal, thanks for saving me some!" I yelled at her. But of course she couldn't hear me due to me being so tiny that my pleas were like the sound of a faint buzzing sound. In no time, Daisy had eaten all of the popcorn and had let out a loud burp. She then looked down and saw that there was some leftover butter and said to herself, "Ooh, better not let that go to waste." She lifted up the bowl and in doing so, I was jostled and fell into the puddle of butter with a splash!

"Whoa!" I yelled.

As I lifted my head from the puddle of butter, I saw her face coming towards me. I tried to yell at her to stop, but before I could even get the words out, she opened her mouth and her slimy, saliva coated tongue sprung out and licked up the butter, along with me in it, like a sponge with one lick and then retreated back inside her mouth and her lips sealed shut like a steel door! She jostled the butter and myself around in her mouth. I felt like I was in a washing machine. She finally stopped and I was able to get up but then the ground shifted and the butter and myself were flung to the back of her throat like a slingshot. Thankfully I landed on her tonsil and I clung to it for dear life and I watched the butter slide down her slick, yet, slimy throat beneath my feet. I jumped back onto her tongue and walked up to the front of her mouth to yell and to get her attention but before I could get the words out, her tongue started to twitch. Before I knew it, I landed on my back and was jostled this way and that on her slimy, stinky saliva coated tongue. It was tasting every inch of me as if I were some leftover butter, licking all over me! After a while, it finally stopped and I yelled "Daisy, I'm inside of your mouth! You've been tasting me for God knows how long! Can you even hear me? If you can, please spit me out so I can take a fucking shower! I smell and feel nasty from your saliva!" She obviously couldn't hear me because she then started to taste me again and was making moaning noises. I was licked and jostled every which way, lathered up in slimy, sticky saliva. It felt like this would go on forever when she lifted me up to her palate and licked the back of me and then lowered me a little, but then tilted her tongue into the form of a slide and I slid down her tongue. As I was sliding down, I yelled "Noooooooooooo!!!!!!" and then dropped right down into her throat and with one loud, audible "GULP," I was squeezed down her throat and landed in her stomach with a SPLASH! She then let out a soft, petite burp and said "Man, that popcorn and extra butter hit the spot! Can't wait till the pizzas get here! I sure hope Alex is okay and gets back here before the pizzas get here, because I sure as hell ain't waitin for him."

 

To be continued...

I sat up in the mush that was Daisy's stomach contents and examined myself. I was covered from head-to-toe in Daisy's foul-smelling and sticky saliva, chewed and mushed up food, and soon...Daisy's acidic vomit. I looked at my surroundings. I was in Daisy's disgusting gut, which was filled with the nasty slop she ate on a daily basis. I cringed at the thought of becoming a part of this girl's digestive tract. I swam around in the mush until I got to the walls of her stomach. I tried to scale them, but it was no use, as they were too slimy with Daisy's saliva. I sat back in the acids and muttered to my self, "Why...why didn't you see or hear me? Why?" I began to think of Daisy. I had met her when I was in 3rd grade. She had brown hair that was long and arranged into bangs. She had olive-colored skin. Her race was mixed between caucasian and spanish. She always wore a tank-top and shorts and had a tomboyish attitude, which was why I became friends with her. And then I thought about how I was gonna die soon. How I'd never grow up to have a wife and kids. How I'd never be a grandfather to the kids of my kids, and I began to cry.

My crying was quickly interrupted, as the sphincter above me began to open again. More mush fell right on top of me. This time, it smelled of chewed-up pizzas mixed with Daisy's saliva. It kept pouring out on top of me almost every minute. I look at my clothing. It was completely ruined, with butter stains, pizza stains, and sticky saliva. Then, the acid really began to burn. It quickly ate through my clothing, leaving me naked and powerless against the slop of partially-digested food and stomach acid. It weakened me so much that I eventually lost consciousness.

"Man, that pizza hit the spot!" Daisy said out loud, as she let out a huge belch. "I wonder where Alex went. He never returned. He probably went back home and fell asleep. Oh well."

Meanwhile, I awoke after a couple of hours. I was nearing the end of Daisy's small intestine. At this point, most of my body was gone. Only my torso, waist, and head remained. My skin was completely burned off. I figured that I didn't have much longer to live. I looked on as the millions of villi greedily sucked the little nutrients I had left to offer. I had gave up and accepted that my fate was to be a part of Daisy's protein a long time ago. Eventually, I saw another sphincter. And then I lost consciousness again...for good.

My tiny body was sucked into Daisy's colon, completely immobile at this point. I watched, like a lone spectator, as my own body was beginning to form into Daisy's shit. Eventually, all I could see was large logs of shit plugging up Daisy's colon. I couldn't even imagine how it must've smelled in there. Probably like shit. Daisy's shit, to be exact. The whole thought of the situation made me wanna hurl, and I totally would, that is...if I still had my body. I watched as the logs of feces made their way into Daisy's rectum.

Daisy had just woken up and wasn't feeling that good. She knew all too well what that feeling was.

"Awww man..." Daisy said. "I gotta take a HUGE shit." She sped to the bathroom as fast as possible. She pulled down her panties and sat down on the toliet. She began to grunt as her asshole opened up. Shit began to pour out immediately. She made loud grunts and moaning noises as she was shitting me out. Afterwards, she peed on my dead corpse, wiped her ass, and threw the toliet paper stained with shit in the toliet. The bussiness was flushed down, never to be seen again.

After a few weeks I was declared missing. A whole search party was sent out, determined to find me. It was led by none other than Daisy, who was extremely upset and concerned about me. After several months of this whole ordeal, I was declared dead. There was a big funeral held in my honor. All of my family, friends, and even aquintances showed up. Everyone was crying. Even Daisy. She was completely unaware that she was the silent killer in my mysterious murder. My body was never found...


THE END.