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 It was the last day of Lumine’s visit to Mondstadt. A gentle breeze rolled through the winding streets of the city’s bottommost level. The gentle sun kept the afternoon spring air pleasantly warm. 

“Come try some fruit. Free for the hero of Mondstadt,”  one of the vendors called out to the blonde girl as she walked through the market. 

Another followed suit: “Lumine, you must be thirsty. Here, try some of our juice.” Juice sounded nice so she walked over to the stall. “Do you want apple? Sunsettia? I can make something custom if you’d like.” A small crowd had gathered to see what she would order. The celebrity’s presence made for good business.  “Oh, I know. We have our first import of Amakumo fruit from Inazuma. You deserve the honour of being the first to try it.” 

Lumine hid the smugness she felt from the compliment behind fake modesty. “Sure. I’d be honoured to try your new juice.” Being popular had its perks. 

Lumine brought the rim of the cup to her lips. The cold juice rolled over top of her taste buds. Its electric taste pleasantly pricked at the corners of her mouth as she wished it around.  She could tell the fruit was slightly off compared to her memory of the drink while visiting Inazuma. “Perhaps it’s just the time spent in transit,” she thought to herself, with a mental shrug. She tilted her head back and swallowed. The crackling feeling in her throat as the juice plummeted was still sensual. She closed her eyes as a contented sigh passed through her lips, savoring the feeling of the juice entering her stomach with a pop.

The crowd watched in anticipation for her verdict  “It’s good,” she declared. Everyone began to push forward, eager to try the new drink. 

Lumine slunk away into a shaded alley to finish the juice in her cup. She sat against a wall and gingerly sipped away. Now alone, she followed the crackling down her throat with two fingers. The feeling in her stomach as she drank was literally electrifying. She pleasantly rubbed her navel and released a blissful sigh. Her head started feeling empty; her eyes grew heavy, and she passed out.

Mona Megistus, world famous astrologer, skilled hydromancer, and expert columnist for the world renowned Steambird newspaper, flipped her coinpurse over for the 5th time. “Maybe this time money will magically appear and clatter to the floor,” she prayed. No such thing happened. The girl’s stomach grumbled as if to laugh at her feeble prayer.  She was broke and starving. Mona hung her head in defeat and let out a sigh. She pressed her hands tight over her navel. 

“So hungry,” she moaned.

Her stomach growled in response.

“Hey, it’s not like you’ve come up with any better ideas.”

No grumble followed.

“Oh, so as soon as it's your turn to think of something you just go quiet, huh?”

Another groan rumbled in her gut.

“Always the complainer. It’s your fault we have to eat so much.”

A girl walking by tugged at her mother’s skirt and pointed at the astrologist. “Mom, why is the woman with the funny hat talking to herself?”

The question pierced Mona’s heart. She hung her head further and continued walking while clutching her stomach. “Hopefully I can scavenge something from the market,” she thought.

The hydromancer stood tall as she wandered through the market. She was full of faux pride. She was Mona Megistus, world famous astrologer, and nothing was going to stand- her stomach grumbled. The sound was loud enough to make the man walking next to her turn his head. A wave of embarrassment washed over the girl. She pulled her hat down over her face and slinked forward.

An old woman called out to her from a stall she didn’t recognize. “Come over here, dear. Are you feeling okay?”

Mona walked over to the woman and leaned in to explain, “It looks like you’re from Inazuma so you might not know. I’m pretty popular around here so I have to hide my face while I do my shopping or…” Her stomach growled again. The girl’s face froze. Blush crept across her embarrassed cheeks. 

“There’s no need to be embarrassed, dear. Here, have a free sample. It’s an Inazuman specialty called Chīsana Hito. You’re not supposed to chew it. Just suck and then swallow. Take it home with you.” The woman handed her a small paper bag with something in the bottom.

Mona had never heard of Chīsana Hito, but that wouldn’t stop her. She took the bag in one hand and began to bow repeatedly. “Oh thank you, thank you, thank you.” In a bid to look desperate she paused and stood up straight, hands on her wide hips. “I mean, uhhh, ahem. Thank you very much. I appreciate the food.” 

The old woman chuckled. “Don’t mention it dear. You run on home now.”

Mona didn’t even feel upset being talked to like a child by the lovely older woman. She greedily clutched the paper bag to her stomach, desperate to make sure she didn’t lose the precious gift. Knowing that food was imminent, her stomach growled louder, the organ’s desire to be fed rising by the step. The astrologist considered eating the thing now, but chose against it. This would probably be her only meal of the day and she was going to savour it. Mona entered her house and locked the door behind her. She hastily dropped the paper bag on the table and sat down. Fumbling with the thing, she unfurled the bag and reached her hand inside.

Lumine woke up in darkness. Her mind cleared quickly. She was naked. The floor felt like sandpaper. She stumbled around. Walls made of the same material that comprised the floor surrounded her. Dim light crept through them. The room was shaped like a rectangle. Its corners and transitions were deep. As her eyes adapted to the dim light, she saw that the long walls leaned into each other. The short walls were shaped like triangles, their high points capping where the long walls met. She could hear a conversation happening just outside. The muffled voices seem to come from all around her. Fainter was the noise of a market square. Something must have happened to her while she was asleep.

The room suddenly began to crumple above her. Lumine felt everything be hoisted into the air. The force of the movement made Lumine fall on her butt. The room then flailed. The blonde was tossed violently around the dark space. She slammed into walls and the floor repeatedly. The experience made her head spin. For a moment it stopped, and Lumine lay on the floor in a daze. The walls then crumpled further towards her. It felt as if she was being grasped. The room started to bob up and down rhythmically. As she came to, she noticed a bubbling gurgle come from the thin wall behind her. The noise pitched and shifted randomly up and down along the wall, before breaking out into a monstrous rumble. The sudden loud noise shocked the blonde girl. The sounds of the market began to dim around her. Whatever she was trapped in was on the move. The bobbing movement came to a stop for a brief moment before Lumine felt the entire room hit the ground hard. She was knocked over once more. Loud crashing and sliding could be heard through the thin walls. The room began to unfurl upwards. Light flooded in through the ceiling as the walls reached their zenith. Lumine squinted and turned away against the blinding flash of light. 

Mona pinched the food between her index finger and thumb. Disappointment crept onto her face. “This thing is barely a morsel. How is it supposed to sustain me all day?” she thought to herself aloud. “Oh well, beggars can’t be choosers. At least it was free.”She pulled the Chīsana Hito out of the bag and lifted it to her mouth. The girl’s heels pushed into the floor, tipping her chair backwards to better dangle the food over her eager mouth. Her stomach growled with anticipation. The astrologist stuck her tongue out to receive the morsel. She released it from her fingers… and missed. The food plummeted downwards and landed on her sternum. It slid slowly downwards along the center of her body, slipping under the top of her leotard. 

Mona sat in disbelief for five seconds, tongue still hanging out of her hungry mouth. Her stomach growled again as if to mock her for her mistake. The girl sat up angrily, sending her bite-sized meal further down her body. Frustrated, she reached her hand down her top. Her slender middle finger made contact with the food and only served to shove it deeper on her body. She felt it fall into her navel, making her entire body squirm. Now that the thing was trapped, it had no chance of evading her probing fingers. Mona’s index finger slid into her navel below the morsel and slowly dragged it up out of her leotard. Her middle and ring finger followed suit. 

Mona pinched it with her other hand and walked over to the couch. She lay down with her head on the couch’s arm and opened her mouth again. She had earned feeding herself like a queen eating grapes. Mona lowered the morsel onto her tongue, and released her fingers.

Lumine had the air squeezed out of her lungs by two massive objects. They tore her upwards out of her prison. The bright light stung her eyes. Nausea from the inertia threatened to overwhelm the blonde. Her eyes adapted to the light. The object holding her was covered in a shallow, intricate, spiral pattern. Her bare body dug gently into the geoglyph as she soared through the air. She turned her head to the side. The room she was now in appeared to be an enormous recreation of Mona’s apartment. Lumine looked down over her shoulder. Below her was Mona, absolutely titanic in scale. Her mouth dangled open with her long, wet tongue stretching to her chin. A stream of saliva ran down the muscle into the depths of the gaping maw. The tips of her teeth glistened in the light. The cracks of her thin, soft lips looked big enough to fit an arm into. Lumine became paralyzed with fear as the truth was hammered into her head: she had been shrunken and was about to become Mona’s morsel of a meal. The tiny girl panicked. She struggled against what she now realized were the tips of enormous fingers. Seemingly in response, the digits released her.

Lumine screamed as she fell. Her miniscule arms and legs flailed through the air. She didn’t want to be eaten. For a moment, it seemed like fate was averted. Mona hadn’t released her over the hungry abyss. Instead, Lumine slammed into the giantess’s chest, just below her collarbone. The tiny adventurer tried to catch herself, but the enormous astrologist’s smooth skin provided no catch. She slid downwards through Mona’s cleavage and became caught between her stomach and thin, black leotard. The pleasant smell of the titanic girl’s soap permeated the air Lumine could see the outside world through the thin fabric. Mona’s body gurgled and popped with the desire to be fed.  Lumine watched the world rotate as the giantess sat back up straight. The tiny girl slid further down her friend’s titanic body. For a moment she lay still, pinned against her friend’s soft body. Then, a probing fingertip shoved at her head. Lumine was suddenly freed from the pin. She rolled into open space. The skin before her sunk into a circle. It folded and crossed over itself to seal the infantile hole. Lumine was trapped within Mona’s deep navel. The powerful stomach behind the wall of skin roared, making the shrunken girl cower away. At that same moment, Mona’s hand had caught up with her descent. Her index finger deftly swept the miniature girl upwards. Lumine’s front-half became red with friction as she was dragged upwards along the giantess’s smooth skin. Two more towering digits joined the first as she was withdrawn from between the girl’s breasts.

Any sense of respite Lumine had was shattered when Mona once again pinched her between finger and thumb. She was lifted into the air up over the ground. As Mona crossed the room, Lumine got a full sense of her scale. The ground was more than a hundred meters below her. The shrunken girl was barely taller than the fingertips that grasped her. Lumine watched in awe and horror as Mona’s endless legs took step after step. The girl’s horizon spanning-hips swaying back and forth naturally with each step. The girl’s stomach let loose another terrible roar. Mona lay down on the couch, her head tilted back. She was propped up on one arm. The enormous girl opened her mouth and reached out her tongue. Lumine was lifted above the gaping maw once more. Her friend momentarily took on the form of a colossal goddess feeding herself a vine of grapes. The sight filled Lumine with a sense of reverence for the gorgeous devouress beneath her. “I’m food,” she thought. “It is my role to be consumed by her.” Mona’s jaws inched closer as she was lowered. Lumine had accepted her fate. Her feet brushed against the rough, slimy surface of Mona’s tongue. The digits holding her in place pulled away, and the tiny girl fell.

Mona felt the morsel land softly on the tip of her tongue. The astrologist was proud of herself for succeeding this time. She pulled the food back towards her awaiting mouth and caught it between her lips. Whatever the Chīsana Hito was, she was going to savour it. The hydromancer pressed her lips down and sucked on the morsel. She could feel it being slowly pulled inside of her. As the last of it crossed the threshold of her outer lip, she opened wide. Her food fell for a brief moment and landed squarely in the middle of her tongue. It was some sort of salty meat. Being from Inazuma, Mona reasoned it must be a kind of seafood. She rolled the morsel across her tongue, spreading the salty taste. Whatever it was, it tasted fantastic to the starving girl. She cracked open her mouth and released a soft moan. She lifted her tongue to press the food against the roof of her mouth and sucked. Dribbles of saliva carried the morsel’s taste down into her eager throat. Another moan passed through her lips. She needed more. She pulled her tongue back and rolled the food onto its tip before slamming it against her left cheek. She slid it across the wall of her mouth, wanting to spread the sensation. The moans turned from satisfaction to pleasure as her body began to heat up. Satisfied, breathing heavily, Mona tilted her head back. The morsel slid down her now sensitive tongue, sending a shiver through her spine. The morsel reached the back of her mouth. The starving astrologist released another moan then closed her lips. She placed a finger to her neck. She swallowed.

The feeling of the meal sliding down to her stomach was orgasmic. Mona’s finger traced the small lump down her neck and into her chest. Her hand turned as the finger continued to follow the sensation downwards along her body. It came to rest above the silhouette of her navel. She shivered as her stomach growled its excitement. She was hot. Her eyes were half-closed in a pleasured daze. Sharp pants slipped past her lips. Her fingers gently rubbed in a circle around her navel. Every rotation made the girl release a moan. Slowly, she brought the hand down to the crotch and began to pleasure herself through the thin leotard.

Lumine landed on her feet. She immediately slipped on the wet, rough surface of Mona’s gargantuan tongue. Her face slammed into the powerful muscle. Spit filled her mouth. The tongue began to withdraw into Mona’s mouth, carrying the tiny girl along with it. Lumine’s miniscule body slid between the giantess’s pale lips. The top one pressed down onto her. The rough tongue began to slide away. It lathered her with saliva. The bumps and grooves rubbed against her bare chest and thighs, sending a shiver up her spine. The tongue completed its recession and Lumine lay between soft, thin lips. Her head remained outside Mona’s closed maw. Her feet hung within. The colossal devouress began to suck on her prey. She was slowly pulled deeper into the mouth. The enclosed lips pressing against her rubbed her entire body as she moved. Pleasure crept into Lumine through her tiny butt and breasts. She wanted more. She wanted to become a tiny piece of the goddess that was about to consume her. 

Lumine was sucked completely into the humid cavern. The entrance closed shut, trapping her in absolute darkness. She was pulled back onto Mona’s tongue. It began to lick her all over. The aggressive muscle pressing between her legs and across her chest. Lumine opened her mouth and released a meek, pitiful moan. Mona’s tongue tossed and twisted her at a whim. She was completely beholden to its powerful will. Her tiny body shook as Mona released a moan of her own. The tongue slammed her into the roof of the cavernous maw. The shrunken girl released a pleasured yelp.  Air began to leave the cave and down into the giantess’s lungs as she sucked. The change in pressure made Lumine’s ears pop. The sound around her suddenly grew louder. Every drop of saliva, every moan, every rumble from the enormous woman’s eager body now rumbled in her ears. The suction on her body blanked her tiny brain with pleasure. Every square millimeter of her skin screamed with the sensual sensation. Her captor cracked her lips open to let slip another moan, equalizing the pressure in the process. Lumine was released from the pin between tongue and roof and was lowered back down. The rough surface tilted, sending her rolling forwards towards its tip. The tongue curved upwards to break her roll before slamming her into Mona’s left cheek face-first. The soft, slippery wall gave way as her tiny body made contact. The tip of Mona’s tongue rubbed her across the cheek, up and down, left and right. The powerful force at her back rolled along her diminutive back and she slid. Lumine opened her lips again to moan through the cascade of saliva pouring into her mouth. The tiny girl’s pleasure began to peak. She was pulled back from the brink as the tongue receded from Mona’s soft inner cheek. For a brief moment she rested on the tongue panting, delirious with pleasure. Then, Mona’s head began to tilt back. Lumine realized what was about to happen.

“Yes. Please. Swallow me. Make me a part of you. I want to be eaten,” she begged her newfound goddess. Her body began to slide down the colossal tongue towards the back of Mona’s mouth. Mona’s lips opened one last time. The two girls moaned in tandem, both riding the waves of pleasure. Then Mona swallowed.

 Lumine finished as she entered the giantess’s throat. She rode the orgasm halfway to her final destination. The air became thicker. The beating of Mona’s heart reverberated as Lumine reached Mona’s chest. Gurgles and bellows from the organs around her made the descent feel alien. The stomach that awaited her growled its excitement. 

Lumine’s pleasure began to subside. Replacing it was a sober clarity that realized the full extent of her situation. “I’m being eaten,” she said aloud to herself with surprise. “Mona is eating. I’m… I’m… I got off on it. She’s getting off on it. She’s… She’s eating me.” The tiny girl completed the thought as she transitioned from throat to stomach. She panicked as she tumbled to the squishy bottom of her final resting place. The air was hot, humid and tasted awful. The empty stomach released a deafening growl. She had to get out of here. Lumine recovered from the fall and began to pound the walls and floor of her prison. They bounced her hands back. The giantess showed no signs of a response. The sound of Mona’s masturbating reverberated through the tiny girl’s body. The chamber flipped as the giantesses rolled and writhed on the couch, sending Lumine flying into the wall and knocking the wind from her. She choked in the horrid air as she slid back down to the ground. The lack of oxygen began to wear on her; a haze shrouded her mind. The tiny girl realized that she was doomed and began to cry. Mona’s stomach acid began to flow, the organ eager to dissolve its meal. Lumine fell over and closed her eyes for the last time.

Mona could feel a soft pitter-patter and banging in her stomach as she toyed with herself. The sensation sent her deeper into her lustful frenzy. She began to writhe on the couch, smacking her food against the walls of her insides. It was orgasmic. Powerful moans escaped the hydromancer’s lips. Her pleasure reached its peak when she thought of digesting the food deep within her, making it part of herself. It made Mona feel powerful. She finished with a high-pitched scream and collapsed onto her couch. Gently, slowly, she began to rub her stomach with her delicate fingers, coaxing it to enjoy the meal as much as she had.