Finally got around to actually write something. Since I now have a lot of free time thanks to summer vacation, I'll dedicate to writing! So here's one of the short stories I promised a few months ago. This one is just my first try on vore (I have a growing obsession with it :3) and it will be only a couple of chapters long. I should be focusing in my other stories but I just had to get this out of my head or I would write it in the others.

I want to thank dalekexterminator for giving me ideas and inspiration to write since she/he also writes tiny!fics.

Disclaimer: I own nothing! Except my OCs. (This applies to all future chapters.)

Warning: Vore (Cannibalism).

I woke up when I felt movement around me. It must be around seven in the morning. I started getting around my newfound routine while I thought back on how I got stuck in this type situation.

Flashback

After going through sewers and sneaking into cars, I finally arrived to New York. My dream had always been to come and visit N.Y. and even if it took some work, I was able to make my way here. I had already decided on going to visit all the tourist traps, from museums to the Statue of Liberty.

After some days and many close calls on being discovered by humans, I ended up in front of the Avengers Tower. This was not one of the places I had intended to visit but it was a pleasant surprise. It would be interesting to watch how superheroes carry on in their daily lives.

The first floors were boring, only with offices and administration areas but in the top floor was all the excitement.

I had barely entered through the ventilation shafts when I heard thumps below me. With all the stealth and grace one gains after years of hiding, I searched for cover. Just in time, as an arrow went through the tunnel's floor piercing where I once stood. My eyes widen, that was a close one.

In the way, all type of things happened. Bullets, laser beams and even a hammer went through the shafts. I kept moving on, thinking I must either be really stupid or really brave to not have run away by now.

I ended up in the kitchen, wanting to grab a quick snack and restock. I was in the middle of tearing apart a Pop-tart, when I heard heavy footsteps. My feeling tingled, it starting in my ankles and spreading up my legs. A human, and by the sound of it very big also, was coming close.

I quickly ducked under the Pop-tarts box thinking I would be safe inside. Whoever was outside opened the cupboard and moved some things around me searching for something. I desperately hoped it wouldn't be the box with me inside.

I guess I must have done something terribly wrong in my past life for I was sent tumbling as the box changed positions. I got bruises from hitting cardboard walls and bread crumbs stuck to my hair. I was covered in frosting and suddenly the box was lifted through the air. Light entered through the opening above me, and all I could see was the ceiling. The box started turning upside down and fast. I slid down to the opening and I tried holding on to something. It was useless since the box was turned upside down completely and I felt gravity hitting me full force.

As I fell, I felt weightless. It was like that moment when you jump and just for one second you feel disconnected to the world and everything slowing down.

My fall was cushioned by something wet and spongy underneath me. It was weird to say the least. Underneath me, it felt both soft but sturdy. I didn't have enough time to discover what it was when it began moving. I went from my position facing the ceiling to being pressed against what reassembled a cave's ceiling to sliding downwards again. In all the commotion I caught glimpses that gave me a hint of where I was. From what I could gather, I had just been swallowed by an imbecile who didn't check what he ate.

End of Flashback

At the beginning I only felt annoyance for ending up in the stomach of a compulsive eater. While most people would have panicked or whatever one did in the case of being eaten alive, I found the situation incredibly irritating and strange. There was not much to do in someone's stomach.

At first I tried finding a way out, but ended up giving up. There were only two exits, one I would never ever take and the other was simply out of my reach. Luckily (or unluckily, depending on your point of view), I didn't have someone to worry of my absence. I had no family nor friends to speak of so I was really not in a hurry to find an escape route. I decided to get settled in the meantime. That was a week ago.

It wasn't like I was going to die or something. I got food constantly, shelter and enough room to not feel claustrophobic. I just had to prevent being digested.

After making myself somewhat decent (force of habit or self-respect, choose one) I made myself breakfast out of what this guy ate. Today apparently was enough food to feed a small country. I grabbed a bit of the sausages and some bread. As always, I ignored the Pop tarts.

After finishing breakfast I stretched a bit and started running. I always ran in the mornings. After all, it was important to keep myself in shape what with me being two inches tall.

In the way I dodged mountains of food in a zigzag path. All that running left me tired so I drank from a Coke pond.

Sometimes this place kind of reminded me of that movie, the one in which food rained from the sky. I was really grateful that it didn't became alive and start attacking me 'cause I'd be screwed.

I went on in my bizarre daily life, finding something to keep me busy until lunch.

3rd Person's P.o.v.

There it was again. The same stomach cramps that had been bothering him since last week. They always came in the morning and appeared sporadically in the rest of the day.

For a week, Thor had been feeling cramps. At first he thought they would go away but they just seemed to increase.

"Hey big guy, you feeling alright?" The Man of Iron (or Tony as he liked to be called) had apparently tried to catch his attention for a while now and was looking at him weirdly.

"I'm afraid not, Man of Iron. Lately my stomach has been troubling me." He grimaced as he felt another cramp.

"Huh I didn't know Asguardians could have something as common as stomach aches. Come on, I'm taking you to the lab."

Before Thor had a chance to refuse, Tony called over Banner. Banner looked up from whatever he was reading and didn't even asked why, just went with them. What the three didn't know was that Thor had with him an unknowingly passenger who wouldn't be at all pleased with what Tony intended to do on the Asguardian.

Amber's P.o.v. (she now has a name! \O.O\ /O.O/ |_._|)

I was relaxing counting the seeds on a strawberry when my current residence started moving. While this wasn't at all uncommon, I felt strange and lightheaded. It was like all the air was being sucked in. Around me, food was vibrating and crumbling. I barely had the chance to duck when a piece of bread crashed where I stood before.

Food continued to fall and crumble and I ran. This wasn't at all like when digestion took place. I was looking for a safe place in which to take cover when I looked up. I was shocked with the sight of a tube coming from the esophagus. I paled. Sweet mother of everything sweet and awesome, this guy was getting a stomach wash and I was in the danger zone.

Suddenly, my feet were no longer touching the ground, but instead I was airborne. I tried to hold to anything but it was useless. I was heading right to the plastic tube.

I had the common sense to not go head first but my leg got stuck in the process. I screamed from the pain. My leg was stuck from below the knee and it was in a lot of pressure from the sides. I felt tears threatening to spill and I didn't make a lot of effort to hold them.

Thankfully, the pressure lessened but my leg was still stuck. I was left dangling upside down when the tube started going up. The rush of being pulled was nothing compared to my nervousness. I was pretty sure whoever was outside wouldn't be expecting me to appear or exist.

After a while, the tunnel that was the gullet ended, and light filled the guy's mouth. How could I not notice it being a mouth when I was swallowed befuddled me. When I was passing the teeth, I breathed air that had not been breathed or swallowed by anyone. It felt great to breathe fresh air and to be hit by a light breeze. It was like going outside on a hot day after being inside for too long.

I didn't have much time to enjoy my freedom because of the pain in my leg. Everything became blurry and next thing I knew, I blacked out.

3rd Person's P.o.v.

After running some tests on Thor, Tony and Bruce concluded that probably Thor stuffed himself a bit past the normal standards. Well maybe a lot more than a bit. Just to be safe, Tony wanted to do a stomach wash on him.

It took almost an hour to convince him that they weren't trying to poison him or that it wasn't any form of witchcraft. When they finally got the tube on his stomach, it got stuck.

"Big guy, I don't know just what the heck you ate but you stuck the tube." Tony said as he increased the suctioning power of the tube.

Thor had the decency to look ashamed.

"Whatever it was, I think we already sucked half of your breakfast in the way. That should be enough for the moment." Bruce was eyeing the half full bag with most of Thor's meal and wondering how it was even possible for it to be bigger than his head.

Tony was taking out the tube when he noticed that in the edge there was something dangling. Thinking it to be a piece of food, he almost flicked it off but he looked closer when he saw that it had hair.

"Oh God Thor, there's hair in here. Don't you even check what you eat? I mean, even I find it disgusting… Holy crap!"

Both Thor and Bruce looked over where Tony was and they saw him getting paler by the minute.

"Whatever it is, don't even show it to me." If it made Tony sick, Bruce didn't want to touch it.

Tony didn't say anything and just showed his hand to them. Unable to stop themselves, Thor and Bruce looked and were both surprised and sickened by what was in his hand.

At first sight, it appeared to be a small doll. It was covered in drool and with bits of food stuck to it. But when looking closer, they could clearly see it's small chest heaving up and down. It was breathing.

Bruce reached out and flipped it over with the tip of his finger. Now lying on its back, they noted it was female.

They were quiet for a long awkward moment when Tony spoke.

"Well, I wasn't expecting that."

Amber's P.o.v.

I slowly opened my eyes. After they stopped seeing unidentifiable lumps, I scanned my surroundings. The first thing I noted was that I appeared to be in a well-lit working lab. The second one was that I was in a glass prison.

Okay, don't panic. I looked back to the last thing I remembered and slowly it came back to me. I remembered being in the guy's stomach when out of nowhere this tube appeared and me being stuck on it… I looked down my leg and when I tried to move it, pain reared its ugly face. I bit my lip to not shout out in pain and curled my fingers. I was not going anywhere with my bad leg. This was definitely bad news

I reviewed what I knew so far. I was in a strange place, imprisoned with no chance of escaping and in pain. At least there wasn't a threat nearby, like an animal or a human… I spoke too soon.

I turned around after I felt someone watching and gasped. I found myself staring at three pairs of gigantic eyes, each one belonging to a male human who were huddled together watching me in the other side of the glass with surprise and amazement on their eyes. I'm so screwed.

I'm evil and I know it.