The Full In And Out Experience by TFWNoGiantGF
Summary:

Full Tour vore story where a tiny OC dives across different bodies across fictional worlds!


Categories: Giantess, Adventure, Body Exploration, Scat, Unaware, Vore Characters: None
Growth: None
Shrink: Micro (1 in. to 1/2 in.)
Size Roles: F/m
Warnings: Following story may contain inappropriate material for certain audiences
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 2 Completed: Yes Word count: 4013 Read: 5696 Published: August 26 2022 Updated: September 03 2022

1. Rapunzel by TFWNoGiantGF

2. Elsa by TFWNoGiantGF

Rapunzel by TFWNoGiantGF

Magic. The twisted, tangled threads tying this world to the next, to the previous; the strands of what could be, what has been, and what never was looping in intricate knots. Beautiful in its abject terror. Paths uncharted to gifts unknown... and dangers unthinkable.

In the end, the adventurer had to admit - that's what brought him there. A love of the bizarre and impossible, and not a small thirst for risk. The study of magic interested him no more than the study of macroeconomics, databases, or biology at his university. And yet, the promise of adventure lured him into performing a small ritual.

A small ritual, with the goal of traveling between dimensions. He participated in it almost half-heartedly - his mind more in the future of where he'd go, rather than the proper execution. As he finished mumbling the magic words, flames seemed to engulf him on every end, like ravenous hellfire swallowing him.

And with a puff of magic smoke, he was out. Out of the fire, and into the frying pan.

"Wh...what? Huh, where the heck have I gotten myself...?"

A giant frying pan bordered him on every end, like black walls with slight dents. His legs were deep into something crisp, creamy... the shell of an apple pie.

Thankfully, the heat was off. The pie had been cooked, and was ready for serving.

Unfortunately, the pie was ready for serving, and someone was holding the pan.

The man's minuscule eyes followed the manicured fingers gripping the handle; up the purple, embroidered sleeve dressing its arm; and around the other hand as it danced through seemingly endless blonde locks, toying and twisting in excitement.

"Just one bite... it won't be too bad if I have a taste, right? I'm making this for him, but I'm ALSO making it for ME, so..."

Rapunzel's mouth went in fast motion, looking down at the pie resting in her grasp. The adventurer completely passed her notice, going under her button nose and green eyes. He was just under a quarter of an inch. She grabbed a fork, and it impaled the pie... taking a chunk right next to him, and lifting it up.

*Smack, smack...*

The oppressive noise from the giantess Rapunzel's chewing surrounded him from every direction. Before her, he could feel the slight, misty winds of her breath - which tasted like sweet honey. Such beautiful, plush lips lay before him, with each of the minuscule folds on display. Truly the face of a princess, innocent and spotless from her sheltered life... And yet, that same woman was absolutely decimating the meal before her. Chunks of fruit larger than the shrunken man's body were ground to a mushy pulp, before hurdling down the expanse of her throat.

And it didn't look like she was about to stop eating anytime soon.

"One more bite... Can't hurt..."

Rapunzel's fork reached down to the minuscule crumb the shrunken man clung on, the steely utensil lifting him upwards. His breath was taken out of him as she flung him upwards. Past her purple dress, with the castle's intricate decorations around, up to her awaiting lips...

Her long, pink tongue emerged, dripping saliva across it, before sucking the morsel in.

"Mm!" She took another bite, this time taking in a forkful with practically an entire slice - sweet apple juices dripping down. The mouthful fell into her gullet without any resistance.

The man gripped to the soft muscle for support. Each bite sent him hurtling from left to right in between the cheeks. The fruity remnants of the meal pelted and assaulted his body over and over, rolling him in the wet, sticky substance. Rapunzel, evidently, chewed with her mouth open; thus, massive rays of light shot into his cavernous enclosure between her clean, even teeth.

"Tastes sooo good..." Her cheeks went warm as she sunk into the food.

No matter how much he moved, it seemed like this giant woman didn't notice the man who'd made it into her mouth. And he was hurdling right towards that black hole of a gullet. The uvula dangled above, swaying, like a funeral bell - signaling his descent. He looked back at her, seeing the white shapes grinning. With one final, pleading stare, the shrunken man was swallowed, sent to Rapunzel's insides.

His last thought before entering the stomach: "Who would've guessed I'd actually end up inside a giantess?"

The gooey aperture of her esophagus pulsed, depositing load of foodstuff directly on his head as he descended into the stomach. His tiny arms pounded at the internal walls, wailing. It was soaked with intestinal acids - which tickled his flesh.

"I'm trapped..." He mused. "Is there any way out...?"

Massive booms sounded out. Rapunzel was patting her stomach. The floor shook beneath his feet, causing the smaller man to roll over in between bits of pie crust.

"Hm..." He glanced up at the meaty surroundings as they swayed and shook with her voice. "You're DEFINITELY going to have some company later."

He couldn't believe it. He'd been shrunken and eaten by this long-haired woman - who was now resting. And she was going to eat more later?! It seemed as if her gut was an endless chasm. With only dim light, he could see the sloshing acids around him, to the rhythm of her slow snores and murmurs.

"Goodnight, my lady..."

This wasn't what he had envisioned at all. He had not expected to shrink when he traveled to another world; he hadn't expected to be a princess' desert... and this was not how he pictured the inside of a body.

It was... refreshing.

Rapunzel's internal waters were warm, and felt clean, swiftly dissolving the mush around him; while keeping him fully intact. They had an almost golden hue to them. Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't be light enough for the intestinal adventurer to even see his own hand before him. But the churning internal acids let off a comforting, dim light, like lanterns floating around. If anything, bathing in the sea of enzymes made it feel as if his skin was smoothing, rough patches softening, small shaving cuts closing. Almost naturally, he lay on his back, and allowed himself to bob up and down inside, like a buoy in calm waters.

He would have loved to stay here forever. It was like being reborn into another life. His joints were no longer stiff from disuse; his eyes were no longer puffy and red from lack of sleep with the ritual; and even his worldly worries seemed to trouble him very little. In this moment, the world he came from was just a bad memory, swallowed up with everything else. All that mattered was that he was inside someone soft and caring, part of something bigger...

And he barely noticed as his body plunged into the acids, flushing him down into the enchanted body. Smells of sweet baking and floral arrangements danced around him as he entered the small intestine. From there, he joined with the great system of cells lining the intestines - a passageway 15 feet in total for a normal person, and nearly half a mile for him.

Here, he could feel the subtle movements of a digestive system working in perfect harmony. The villi, pink and active, seemed to massage him on his path. Every small bit of food remaining didn't just get processed; but seemed to dance through Rapunzel's internal tunnels, joining into her workings. Bits of baking, fruit skins, the smallest sediment swayed and swam in formations of flowers and stars to the sound of her voice. Every breath made them glow, and lifted iridescent bubbles around them. Such air bubbles allowed the tiny traveler to breathe, as he was naturally beaconed along by the siren song.

"Woah..." He had no choice but to travel deeper, the experience practically transformative. Even the shaking on the walls outside barely reached him.

Outside, Rapunzel was looking out the window, and singing to herself. Her lengthy hair glowed with the notes. She held her hands to her chest, summoning the power in her lungs; and noticing a curious feeling within her. Her fingers traced the place where her pie might be right now. "Ah, it's still so warm... It might sound kinda weird, but I can feel something really lighting up there!"

She suddenly looked back at her tummy. There was a strange sensation. Like... a tiny hand, holding it. "What?"

The adventurer tried to speak, but felt too much pressure in his stomach to get anything out. He managed to choke out a single word.

"Bliss..."

He hugged the walls inside Rapunzel, feeling completely at ease. By now, he'd reached the large intestine; no more liquids pushing him ahead, but simple unconscious flexes from muscles many times larger than his below-bite-sized form.

It may have been the bowels of a woman; but if one told him this was a peaceful garden, he would've believed them. There was no trace of dirt anywhere in the tunnels, and they, too, welcomed him with their bioluminescent shining. Everything smelled of roses, and daisies, and tulips... He supposed Rapunzel's body had made full use of everything in her snack, and produced no waste, making it all join her wonderful form.

All of it, including him. The air here was heavy and humid, yet fresher than the purest breezes outside. The melodic voice was omnipresent, yet like a soothing silence that made him want to sleep there. Every small movement made him touch a new region of soft, soothing internal muscle, like pillows and mattresses in a seven-star hotel.

"Oh, wow! He's, he's actually there. I'm so glad you're safe!" she cooed, her voice echoing throughout the passage. "You don't need to worry anymore."

A touch of fear filled the adventurer. "Are you... She knows I'm here?"

He saw the end of her internal tunnels. Liquid splashed behind him, like a waterfall. She moved forward, her steps jostling him - and hastening his departure from the system. But he didn't mind, for he had found his bliss.

Outside, Rapunzel tensed her rear muscles. She noticed there was something strange inside her - and was determined to get him out, back to safety. "Don't worry. You're coming out. Of all people, I'd be the LAST one to cram someone in some kinda dark, claustrophobic space!"

He practically clawed back against the ass' pushing winds, which threatened to send him out of the sphincter. But they were too strong. Alone, caught in a sweet-smelling spring breeze, he was send flying out. The soft panties cushioned his exit as he departed; and the chrysanthemum-shaped opening behind him shut.

For just a moment in time, everything seemed frozen - the panic of moving from the world inside to the world outside froze the traveler. As the panty waistband behind him pulled back, and the dress lifted, he could see more of the rump from whence he came. It was spectacularly round and healthy; somewhat relaxed, even. The faintest hint of the golden hue from inside reflected on the colouration of the flesh, from within the deep crevice of the crack. In a somewhat literal sense, the sun shone out of Rapunzel's ass.

She lifted her dress. The soft fabric panty canopy gave him a view of the butt's skin as sunlight shone upon it. It had even more of an ethereal radiance, as if the stars had kissed it. Her soft hands made the slight amount of built-up meat jiggle gently, rocking him like he was in a cradle.

Rapunzel plucked him out, waving a hand before her nose. "Hope that wasn't too harsh. No idea how that happened... unless you were playing around with magic."

Everything seemed too bright. He panted, unfamiliar with the castle air. "I... please, let me back in... It was so warm..."

She frowned, the same giant lips that once consumed him now speaking in a quiet, reassuring voice. "Don't be like that. You can't spend all your time stuck inside with someone. There's a whole other world out there to explore, and other people to find out about!"

"Other people... to explore... yeah." The adventurer nodded. "Thank you, Rapunzel."

The two briefly shared a crumb of the apple pie; before he cast the spell once again. He didn't belong here.

There was more to see.

Traveling across the worlds, he shut his eyes, letting the cosmos decide his direction...

...And when he opened them, it felt...


...cold.

Elsa by TFWNoGiantGF

Lying out with his limbs spread wide, the adventurer couldn't help but shiver. The ground was fairly soft - in fact, it seemed to wobble from his most subtle shifts in body weight - but it was frosty. The sky above was blue, clear, and cool breezes passed his body.

He was on a flower's stigma. Its bright, colourful petals spread out on either side, swaying in the cool breeze... and from the slow, gradual steps that approached him. It sounded like they were on wood. This flower was indoors, in a boquet. Surrounding it were red drapes and tapestries with snowflake fractal decorations. Windows let in the sunlight reflected from snow-coated hills.

And despite the walls' insulation, it felt as if he grew colder with every approaching step...

Finally, the source of the shaking appeared above him. A pale face, with purple eyeshadow - and a platinum French braid swinging over her shoulder, though nowhere near the length of the previous woman's. It sloped over an elegant blue dress, made of the finest materials. Her pale, high cheeks lit up slightly as she leaned over, hesitating, her hands folded together.

It was Elsa - of Arendelle.

The adventurer waved his arms trying to get noticed among the multiple petals. His body seemed to just sink into the shadows from the overwhelming face, from which a cold breeze emerged.

"Flowers..." Even at this size, the royal voice was a careful, precise whisper, barely moving the petals; yet it cast a frost across them. "From Anna, maybe? They look so..."

There was no way the tiny man could get her attention. She shut her eyes; leaned her nostril in; and....

*Sniiiffff...*

With one simple snort, the wide, looming nostrils above began to abduct the adventurer; lifting him off his feet. He tried to cling onto the flower; but it, too, had chunks of pollen rocketing upwards into the massive nose hanging above. Elsa's round, pinkish nose didn't look particularly large from a distance - in fact, in any other situation, it might have been cute. But here, it was like a looming black hole that sucked in everything nearby, an unavoidable all-consuming pit. An inescapable vortex.

"Yeeeaaaaaargh!" The adventurer screamed as he struggled against this incredibly powerful force, pulling his body closer and closer to the giant, imposing face. "I don't want to die!"

The entire process went at super-speed, with the icy shapes around him whizzing by in a single blur. The sensation was not unlike being on an elevator hurdling downwards, gravity taking a pause while the sinus' sheer strength forced him upwards.

It felt like a straight minute, but took less than a second; and Elsa's nose had fully consumed him. This minuscule man was once more a passenger within a royal body.

She sniffled a bit. The nose hairs, also coated with frost, tilted back and forth. He could see snotty buildup, mucus strings dangling and dancing from it. Her nose was itching, at it made the walls, ceiling, and floor go up and down rapidly.

"Hahh..." Her voice echoed inside. A massive wind was coming from her lungs, one with enough force to careen him out over into the distance. "HAAAAAHH---...!"

The man looked to the cavern opening, bracing to get sent flying back out...

...Before a thin wall blocked his way, and the irritation ended.

Anna held a thin kerchief to her older sister's nose, giggling a little. "Aww! Flowers bugging you, sis?"

Elsa nodded slightly. "I... Mh, it's just a little itch." She sniffed inwards, and tapped the bridge of her nose. "They're still wonderful. Thank you."

"But I didn't bring them here. Weeeird." Anna paced around.

"Then, who could've..."

"Oooh, a secret admirer!"

"Sister, be reasonable. An admirer? Here? In the castle? Without leaving a trace?"

"A real mystery admirer, that's for sure! Maybe I should check around for clues..."

As Anna clopped off, Elsa couldn't help but wonder exactly what had gotten into her. One more sniff, and it was gone, it seemed...

For the traveler, it was a completely otherworldly experience. Yet another single breath sent him hurdling past massive halls of glistening, globby mucus, reflecting his face off every corner of the sinuses. He slid down the cold tunnel, unable to grab onto anything. It was as if everything was coated with a layer of slippery ice, keeping him moving downwards into the chasms.

*GURLP* - the noise rumbled through her throat, as she tapped it in slight discomfort, folding both cool hands over it.

He could feel her frosty touch guiding him down, gently, like a snowflake...

And now he was in the belly of a beast. The adventurer could feel the coldness of her thick stomach wrapping itself tightly around him - like a winter blanket enveloping his legs. It didn't hurt; rather, it was as if he was cradled in a snowbank. Frost seemed to fall down and lightly cover his hair.

It wasn't painful... But it was cold. He kept rubbing his hands for warmth, hoping for some kind of place to protect himself from the frost.

Outside, Anna rushed to Elsa. "Hey, I was looking around for your admirer, and..."

"Anna, I think..." Elsa tapped her stomach, before looking to her sister's pleading eyes. "...Go on."

"We still have some of these chewy candies. Go on, try one!"

Elsa, with a bit of a dry smile, unwrapped the candy that her sister handed to her. It was warm, with a caramel interior. She let it slide past her lips...

...And let it rain down upon the man within.

"Huh? Wh-what?"

He saw something huge hurdling down - and landing in the cold regions within Elsa's stomach. Desperate to get rid of the frostbite, he quickly jumped into the hollowed-out chocolate shell that once held caramel inside it.

"Oough... That's a relief." He said, as he was rapidly swallowed up.

It was warm, and soft, and gooey. He was shielded by it; it was like the candy formed a shell around his body, or an igloo, that could keep him protected on the journey.

And the journey only continued. An aperture in the bottom of the stomach basin opened slowly, sucking in the slushy mess of food. Elsa's queenly digestive process continued, carrying the man with it.

He could feel slow movements from below, like a dull banging, as she paced through halls, jotting down notes and gathering books for her duties. Around, the walls of the giantess' small intestine seemed lined with crystalline structures, sparkling like a massive ice sculpture. It stretched on for an impossibly long distance, frosty waters churning around in rivers.

The digestive waterfalls briefly stopped at a lake near the end of her intestines. He looked out over it, seeing a river of darkness stretching beyond its shores. Its surface was completely frozen. Yet, there were hundreds of tiny patches of green, where the water flowed beneath the icy crust. The traces of previous meals, no doubt - verdant vegetables that the queen of ice had digested.

By this part of the journey, her intestines had done astounding work to the chewy candy that the traveler rode in. It had absorbed it all. The "shield" was a thin, meager remnant of the snack it once was, shriveled up and cold. And that meant the tiny man had very little to protect him from the frost of the large intestine ahead. He could only look ahead in horror at the cavernous reaches that he was about to slip into...

And then he was in.

There was nothing to hold on to, so he just slipped down, trying to find a way to slow his descent. His own stomach was aching from the quick movement. It was like a massive skating rink, carrying bits of digested sludge with him. He kept slipping and sliding down the chasm.

His body splashed through bits of previous meals, getting dirty and disheveled. Every frozen, hard wall he bounced off had a reflection of his expression - coated with that muck. He seemed so lost in the cold passageways making up the intestines.

It only seemed to get frostier as he slid deeper, towards the exit...

...Until he finally arrived.

A massive opening in the intestines. Here, the frozen water was slowly melting into pools from thin amounts of heat around Elsa's rear. The smell hit him first: a strong odor of sulfur, acrid and pungent. There had been a faint hint of that stench earlier, but it overpowered his senses here. And the very edge seemed puckered - frozen tight.

Outside, Elsa had left her castle - and was out in the fresh snow. Her quick movements shook her entire body, especially around her hips. Her hips - exactly where she felt something moving.

"Elsa? Are you there? You can't run away again!" Anna called out from behind.

"Can't talk now... Gotta..." Elsa quickly hid behind a snowbank, crouching down. She lowered her panties. A blush covered her cheeks. Her entire body felt hot, even in the icy landscape.

That burning extended to her buttocks. Right at the edge, there was something sliding out. Moving. Wiggling. The uncomfortable pressure built up inside her. It was almost unbearable...

The sensation of the thing sliding out made her gasp, and she couldn't help but turn her head back to see what was happening. She subconsciously channeled her frost powers to soothe the pain.

Just above the opening, the source of that tension was pushing himself out. His whole body was practically immobile, stuck in an ice cube. As he slid outwards through the opening, he couldn't even wiggle or budge at all. It was like a frosty sensation over his nerves, as he fell towards the light outside - the sun reflecting off a snowbank, like a mountainous shape.

He dropped with a faint whistling noise, cushioned by the frost. Once below, he couldn't help but look up at the majestic shape of the buttocks he'd been in. His eyes were fixed on it, face firmly locked in a dumbfounded expression. With immeasurably wide hips, Elsa's powerful posterior barely swayed above. It was at once obscene, yet queenly, like an all-consuming rosy sky.

The man stared, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of her perfect butt. Though he tried to be a gentleman, he couldn't handle the sheer mass. He had been in the stomach of what seemed like a monster; this gigantic, hulking figure who would easily turn anyone who got close into part of her digestive system with a single breath. But from this angle, seeing its slight sway and jiggle in the wind, he remembered: she was still a woman, still a queen.

And as he saw the panties raising, the intricate mix of sparkling fibers twirling in circles around him, he remained in awe. The outfit seemed to only barely fit her wide curves, hugging it as her backside turned. From this angle, between her heels, it was like watching mountains move. And with a few steps, she was now facing him directly, looking down.

She smiled, and her face was a vision of beauty. Her large cheeks were flushed from the cold, and her lips were parted slightly, blue eyes filled with warmth. "Ah." Her voice alone felt like it thawed him out of the containing icecube. "So you were my 'secret admirer'..."

With his teeth chattering, he shook his head. "I didn't mean to intrude. It was, I cast a magic spell, and..."

She put a finger to his mouth. "It was nice to have someone so close to me... and not hurt by my powers." She touched her chest. "Did you have fun?"

He nodded quietly. Even in the frost, he felt warm.

"Then maybe I'm learning to control the ice even more."

It wouldn't be long before he cast the spell again - though his arms still had trouble moving. He disappeared with a tiny flare, almost as soon as Anna caught up. Both sisters were treated to a quick display of magical flashing, before he was carried away by the waves of magic.

Somewhere far away.

Not at all like the regal, well-decorated rooms he'd been in...

...but still Marvelous.

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