Chapter 4: Imane’s
Intestinal Intimacy
Blake took a deep
breath as his head was sucked into Pokimane’s duodenum, the wrinkly lips that
sucked him in closing as they continued to filter small pieces of mush inside
itself and send it on its way to her small intestine. The villi around his legs
began to slacken as they pulled him deeper down the tight tunnel, the hot pink
walls squeezing him, flexing against him, and pushing him further down, dim
pink light filtering in through them as it had in the stomach, just not as
bright.
His blistered feet
were eased around a sloping turn and the next thing the 2 inch snack knew he
was sliding down like he was in some soft, slimy hot pink water slide. He let
out a startled scream as he shot down her intestine until it levelled out and
began to curve again, slowing him down.
Almost fuzzy pink
tendrils lining the canal walls brushed over him, caressing his naked body as
he was squeezed along the hot pink pipe. His heart began to beat faster in the
claustrophobic space. Microvilli kissed his naked flesh, exploring it as he was
pushed further, tickling the burned skin making him shiver and shift, wriggling
against the tight walls. He felt like a mouse inside a snake, he imagined
Pokimane’s intestine bulging slightly with his shape as he was sent deeper and
deeper.
He flinched,
thrusting his crotch as he felt one of the microvilli tease the tip of his soft
cock, still tender from the intense orgasm in Pokimane’s stomach and the
gastric acid’s caresses. It stung and felt incredibly enticing at the same
time.
“Pokimane…you’re
going to…ah…turn me into a-ah masochist…” Blake gasped, his chest shuddering
with erratic breaths as Pokimane inadvertently teased his sore cock.
His red flaccid
member twitched, a mixture of pain and pleasure shooting out from his cock as
it slowly lifted and hardened as the microvilli vibrated against its base and
the slimy villus housing them explored his groin. The dim pink walls around him
flexed, pushing him further along, the soft moist floor curling into a bump-like
shape and spanking his naked red ass as it pushed him along. The villus
exploring his cock was pulled away by the sudden motion, tracing its length up
and along his erect sore member, his hips bucking from the intense mixed
sensations. The microvilli kissed a trail up the underside of his cock as they
vibrated against him until the last brushed his tip and was dragged over his
stomach.
A fresh set of
villi had curled around both of his legs as he slid along Pokimane’s small
intestine, drifting deeper and deeper, further away from her soft, glorious
lips and closer to his final destination of her colon. His back arched as he
felt microvilli buzz against the underside of his scrotum.
A long pink fleshy
tentacle curled around his waist, so close he could make out the yellowish
flesh beneath the pink slimy surface. His hips bucked as the microvilli tickled
his stomach and he began to twist and turn, the movement seemed to invite more
villi to him, they wrapped around his arms, his neck and his chest. The
microvilli vibrated all over his stinging naked body, he thrashed out his arms,
stretched his legs and thrust his crotch into the air.
The villus between
his thighs reached up and he felt his ass begin to wobble and shake as the
microvilli quivered against the crack of his ass, barely sinking an inch between his cheeks. Fresh tears pooled in his eyes as he began to
alternate between laughing and moaning. His cock began to violently throb
squirting small droplets of cum as the villus stimulated his balls, perineum,
and ass all at once, increasing its pressure as it tried to stretch up his
back.
His breath became
quicker. The vibrating didn’t stop, his cock becoming hypersensitive beneath
the continuous teasing of his crush.
“F-Fuck
P-P-Poki-mmm-mane s-st-stop!” Blake begged as his pelvis began to thrust,
shooting fresh streams of cum from his tingling tip. The warm thinning
substance splattered against his stomach. He pulled his tiny arms against the
slimy tentacle, minuscule vibrators grinding themselves against the sore flesh.
His toes curled as his screams turned into another groan of ecstasy as another
orgasm rocketed through him, this time one of the drops of cum splashing down
right next to his head. He stared out of one eye at the tiny white blurry
puddle and it quickly broke up and became diluted by the mixture of Pokimane’s
stomach acid and chyme, breaking down into nutrients for her. His hips bucked
again as the comparison of that to her swallowing his cum wormed its way into
his mind, she did not even know she was digesting his spunk.
His vision blurred,
images swimming into his view as his body trembled as the spasms of another
orgasm shot through him. A fuzzy image of Pokimane’s giant beautiful face
loomed over him, her full puffy lips parting as her hot slippery tongue slid
under his scrotum and curled around his ass, and began to vibrate with her
moans and giggles of delight.
“Oh, Imane! I love
you!” Blake cried out as he shot another load into her phantom mouth, coating
her sexy tongue in his whipped cream, frothing in the shimmering pools of her
saliva.
Pokimane leaned
forward as she rushed to build herself some cover before converting it into a
sniping post to return fire on a rather skilled player, unaware that as she did
so her small intestine flexed and convulsed with her stomach muscles.
The soft, slimy
pink walls squeezed around Blake. He hallucinated Pokimane’s giant lips,
glistening with pink lip gloss close around his naked body as she sucked him
into her hot wet mouth. His tiny body burst free of the villi binding him and
shot down the tight wet pipe of Pokimane’s giant small intestine like a bullet,
his hard cock pushed down as it was dragged along the hot moist walls. His
pelvis began to bob and throb in ecstasy, firing another load of white droplets
over the pink glistening walls.
The hallucination
shattered as a fuzzy villus curled over his throat, the slight pressure
shattering the blissful imagery of Pokimane lightly sucking him as he laid on
her sexy tongue. Blake blinked forcefully, gasping as microvilli traced a line
up the length of his neck, caressing his Adam’s apple. He swallowed, his throat
bulging beneath the tickling sensations of the microvilli as the villus’s tip
began to rub the front of his shoulder, exploring his naked red body.
His heart fell as
he processed where he was.
“Oh right…ah!”
Blake cried out as another snake-like villus pushed its nose against his groin
and slid between his inner thigh. Dozens of microvilli began to nuzzle and
vibrate against the soft flesh of his balls and cock. Arching his back he
moaned, pressing his slick tip against the ceiling of the tight pink flesh of
Pokimane’s small intestine, it was like what he imagined grinding his tip
against her pussy.
The walls flexed
again, pushing him further down the intestinal tract. His breath hitched as his
cock was pressed into the villus, the microvilli decorating its length parting
and encircling every microinch of his engorged cock, grinding against its still
stinging flesh. As the walls around him flexed again the villus rubbed up and
down his length, the microvilli tips pressing harder into his cock and cock.
“Ow! Ow!” Blake
tried to sit up but the space was too tight, the ceiling warped around his
forehead but he was unable to fully sit up or reach for the villus being
pressed into his most sensitive area. He began to squirm, trying to kick and
dislodge the slippery pink tendril. Neither was he flexible enough nor did he
have the space to raise his legs enough to properly kick the assaulting
vascular projection.
He tried to slam
his soles into the floor of the giant organ, hoping to push himself back up the
intestinal tract and decrease the pressure forced onto him. Chyme, gastric
juice, and mucus splashed under his sole, the floor partially moulded under his
foot before it slid forward, slamming his testicles into the villus, and making
the microvilli push his member flat against his abdomen.
Blake’s eyes began
to cross with the pain, instinctively trying to close his legs to protect his
scrotum, only serving to push the tentacle harder into the fragile area. The
tense movement caught the attention of the other villi that had started to rub
him as he made slow progress down the small intestine. Slimy pink vines began
to curl around his legs, forcing them to open wider as the microvilli assaulted
his inner thighs and groin.
“Please…Please
stop…” Blake begged, his blurred tear-flooded vision shimmering and distorting
the pink light of the outside world.
Tears began to
slide down his cheeks, the trails burning from the memory of the stomach acid.
The glowing, slimy pink walls flexed and constricted, and his eyes squeezed
shut. The microvilli were stabbing into his balls and cock, pushing the
sensitive flesh inwards. His cock began to throb and convulse, spitting out
another trail of cum onto his already sticky abdomen. The world around him
suddenly shifted violently as the giantess lurched forward in as her delicate
fingers danced over the controller and Blake was flung down another curve of
the intestinal tract, the villus that had been tormenting his tender groin
forced out of his way making his breath hitch and his hips buck, his member
burning in agony.
As he slid down the
slope of Pokimane’s small intestine he tried to push his arms against the walls
to slow his slipping, his flat palms slipping over the bumpy surface of several
microvilli decorating the villi lining the trail. As the fleshy pipe curved he
entered a small pocket at the base of an ‘L’ shape and was able to grab hold of
a villus and pull himself back along the small intestine. His heart raced as he
felt the friction beneath him fade as he sat in a small gunky puddle of mucus
and chyme, hugging the slithering villus he had grappled to save himself.
The tentacle he
held began to squirm and turn, curling around, the tip encircling his lower
calf. Blake flinched back, catching himself against the walls as his foot
nearly slid out from under himself. Another villus curled around his ankle as
he gently put her foot back down as he barely stopped himself from decking
himself.
“What the?” Blake
hit at the villus, but it didn’t deter the tentacle. Another tendril slapped
against his back, rubbing its slimy bumpy surface over his back, reaching down
to his naked ass. He arched his back at the slick surface, he took a step away
from the villus but was held back by the tentacle around his leg. His bare foot
sunk an inch into the wet floor, a pair of exploring
villi found his arms and wrapped them around them, stretching them taught,
microvilli nuzzling his arms. He bent the knee of his one free leg to try and
pull himself free, he started to slide free when another villus found his leg
and curled around it, pulling it closer as it slid up his leg, forcing him to
do the splits and stretch out his leg.
Blake tensed his
muscles, straining against the moist pink vines. They pulled back lifting him
just off the floor of the intestinal tract. He tried to pull his arms against
them, and they barely stretched a microinch towards him. He was completely
helpless and forcibly reminded of his tiny size. The tendril on his back slid
between his ass cheeks, microvilli forcing his cheeks apart as they explored
the crevice.
His breath hitched,
his back arching, and pushing his flaccid cock, slick with cum, mucus and chyme
into the fleshy walls. His eyes bulged as one of the microvilli tips poked his
tight, virgin anus.
“No…No…No,” he
murmured pleadingly, dread infiltrating his voice, the microvillus sunk deeper
before sliding out and the tip of the villus that housed it slithered into its
place. Blake strained his back, pushing his pelvis as deep as he could into the
intestinal warm in a vain attempt to escape the villus’ warm moist touch.
The villus began
nuzzling his puckering anus, forcing the hole to slowly, agonizingly slowly,
widen. Blake thrust his pelvis so hard his back started to curve but there was
no escape, he let out something between a gasp and a scream as the pink head
slithered its way inside, his anus trying to close around the neck of the intruder. Microvilli pressed out against the wrinkly lips of
his anus, vibrating in delight as they sought to digest the grime and dirt they
found in the crevices. The skin began to tingle with irritation as the
microvilli worked their magic.
He gasped out again
as he felt the end of his flaccid cock pulled inside something warm and soft.
He looked down, pressing his chin to his chest, another villus had found his
cock and had slurped into what looked like a small orifice on its head. He
wanted to pull back. He felt the mixture of mucus and semen fizzing against the
abused tender flesh. The villus in his ass pushed deeper, and he flinched
making his member bounce in the pink vascular projection.
Blake felt his anus
tensing on reflex, inadvertently pulling the slender tendril deeper into his
anus, where it found and began to nuzzle and massage his g-spot as the other
villus began to suckle on his cock, now at half-mast and already leaking
precum, or was it regular cum? It was hard to tell after the number of forced
orgasms inflicted on him. With each twitch of the villus the orifice pulled
more of his member inside, slowly encouraging him to grow erect as its sister
pleasured his prostate, the tingling fizz was making his toes curl in pleasure.
It was like Pokimane was conditioning him for her pleasure. The thought made
his hips buck and another weak load shot out of his tip, it floated aimlessly
inside the head of the villus before slowly being broken down into protein that
would be used to make chyme for his crush.
Microvilli began to
stretch his ass canal, fizzing against the flesh as it widened the tunnel to
ease the entrance of the villus.
“Oh fuck! Imane!”
Blake moaned as he felt another orgasm force a dribble of cum out of his tip as
the villus made the most sensitive part of his prostate begin to fizz and
tingle. His anus began to flex and secrete the mucus equivalent as it came
against the microvilli pleasuring the length of his canal. The villus began to
press its nose into his prostate firmer, turning and squirming, trying but
unable to get any deeper as it pleasured the sensitive flesh. His cock stood to
its full height, lightly bobbing in the head of the pale pink moist tentacle.
The head of the villus pushed into his groin before sliding its way back,
making just enough movement to milk his cock, each bubble he felt caressed his
g-spot another droplet of his seed was fed to the villus and broken down to
feed Pokimane.
How many times had
he dreamed of them being together and now he was cumming repeatedly in her and
it was far from what he thought it would be like. And Blake had to admit he did
not exactly hate the experience as villus forced him to feed Pokimane his cum
and she didn’t even know it. His toes cracked as applied as much pressure to
them as he could as another orgasm made him buck his hips and a slightly
stronger, almost transparent glob of cum burst from the tip and floated
aimlessly in the villus tip before dissolving into a small flurry of bubbles
that floated back, kissing his swollen tip.
His legs shuddered
as another villus engulfed his balls. An outbreak of bubbles exploded around
them, some catching between his pubes while others combusted on contact into
smaller bubbles, teasing his wrinkled flesh and making his cock begin to throb
inside the other villus. It was like Pokimane was trying to squeeze every ounce
of cum out of him. Even the sweat in the crevices of his groin began to fizz
and caress his balls, and soon both his cock and his anus exploded with
secretions of euphoria and bliss. His cock began to just drool semen, his
member not even weakly flexing as the villi milked him dry.
His limbs became
like lead weights and went limp, his body glistening with sweat exhaustion took
hold, his eyelids grew heavy and with one final orgasm, he was knocked into the
land of dreams and ecstasy. As he hung limply in place Pokimane’s villi
continued to milk his drooping, drooling cock and pleasure his anus, hungrily
devouring everything his body produced and feeding the giant streamer. This
would be his existence until her body finally broke him down into nutrition, he
was a cum pump and protein maker for his friend and childhood crush. As he hung
in place more villi found him and began to rub, caress and massage his body,
absorbing and breaking down every minuscule droplet of sweat that shone on his
body as they searched him for more sources of nutrition.
The tip of one
caressed his lips and slowly pushed its way inside and began to fuck his mouth
as it explored his body. If he had been aware Blake would be more than
thankful, he was asleep at that moment as he was fucked in every available
orifice. As the one in his mouth reached his throat it began to secret mucus
and chyme as it slid in and out of his throat trying to reach deeper than its
length would allow, inadvertently milking more chyme from its small orifice.