After what has seemed to be hours of being knocked out, Stephanie came to, softly groaning to herself as she gently opened her eyes in the darkness.
"What a way to get out of a building to escape from a police car…" She mumbled to herself in annoyance, annoyed about the sudden drop from the cracked ground.
Even though she was shaken up by the sudden drop from her feet, she manages to get up to her knees, as her left hand was rubbing the back of her head.
"Even though, where the hell am I?" she mumbled to herself again.
She slowly stood up from the concrete ground, wincing in pain that twinged from her left ankle when she gently moved it.
Now knowing the pain that she has, Stephanie slowly stood up to her feet after flipping over to her side to stand up without falling over and noticed a flashlight right next to her, so she picked it up.
Realizing what the flashlight is, it was definitely her own that she had once placed in her sweater pocket when she was about to come out of the house.
Stephanie clicked the flashlight on to see in the darkness of where she is standing in and saw a door in front of where she is, from the torch of her light.
But the door felt eerie as she just stared at.
The bloody handprint on the front was not eerie enough to creep her out.
The door in the flashlight's light was not closed, as she expected the door to be like, but, it was more like the door was already open, as if someone had already opened the door before.
Back even before Stephanie had already entered the building after escaping from the police officers that were chasing her for no good reason.
She stumbled a bit while she walked towards the door.
So she stopped what she was doing, and waited for a couple of minutes to pass.
The dizziness disappeared while when she stopped, so she tried again, slowly getting up to her feet.
She walked over to the door, feeling less dizzy every minute passed.
Finally, Stephanie got over to the door as the dizziness finally got away and cautiously opened the door, shining the torch down at the end of the stairs, noticing how dark and steep it is.
'Yikes…' She thought to herself. 'That is a long way down…'
Stephanie glanced around for a single police officer from outside of the building, stealthily approaching her way without getting caught by the beam of the flashlight.
When the coast is clear, she carefully and gingerly walked down the stairs, being careful about her slightly injured ankle from the drop earlier.
But luckily her strong metallic legs survived the mighty fall instead of breaking a leg or twisting an ankle.
When she got down to the bottom of the stairs, the pain on her left ankle disappeared like her dizziness.
She reached another door that the one she met before she could even touch the doorknob that looked like it was open too.
'Weird…' She thought to herself, as she approached the door, slowly pushing it open. 'Who has been here before?'
After she had opened the door fully, she peered down a dark hallway that looked and felt creepy.
Not bothered by the eerie feeling, she entered the hallway, gently closing the door behind her back that shut with a quiet creak.
After she closed the door behind her back, she heard faint grunting noises at the other side of the hallway, that sounded like whoever or whatever is in pain from something that either stabbed him or her.
"Hello?" Stephanie called to whoever or whatever is down at the end of the hallway, softly grunting in pain. "Who's down there?"
Then, shuffling echoed through the hallways, the sound of the clothes ruffling across the tile ground and a male's voice called out to her from the other end, "Can you hear me?"
Stephanie went quiet for a moment after he called to her, feeling unsure about who he could be.
But the side of her mind wants to attend this young man from his wounds.
So, she called back to him on the other side, "Yeah, I can hear ya!"
She paused again for a moment, before calling to him, "What happened down there?"
"I have a sprained ankle!" he called to her before the sound of hissing hissed from the other side of the hallway. "Can you come over here and help me up?"
"Sure!" she called over to him. "Just stay put!"
"Oh, and watch out from behind you! A monster is on the loose in these halls!" the man on the other side of the hallway called, warning her about some "monster."
Stephanie felt confused about why he warned her with such warning.
So, she turned around behind her, to shine the flashlight down in the hallway behind her and nothing was behind her.
She went back the other way around to the front and walked towards the male's familiar voice on the other side of the hallway.
To support him and to mend his visible wound if stabbed, or just to heal his twisted ankle.
"All right, hold still, I'ma comin'," she called towards him.
Being careful about what his specific warning of a savage monster that roams in the hallway she is inside.
As she continued walking towards where the familiar voice is coming from, she heard something was following her from behind.
Gentle growls growled from behind her back, sounds inhuman.
So, she instantly whipped around to see who or whatever is behind her back, just in time to see a goat-like creature standing behind her.
The fearsome creature is a furry turquoise humanoid goat puppet that has brownish horns spiraling behind his head.
He also gains goat-like ears are about the size of his eyes and gleaming fangs with blood dripping from his mouth from the left-hand side of his mouth.
It also has claws like fingers with pointed pearly teeth.
It snarled in fierce anger, and instantly covers his eyes with his long ears, blocking its eyes from the flashlight's light that shines on it.
Stephanie instantly made a break for it when she saw the creature, fast as she can run with her metal legs without tripping over from a single brick or something that is sticking out.
When she was far enough, she glanced back over her shoulder, while her light was still shining and the creature was not following her, but, trying to get his vision back, by gently rubbing his eyes with his paws, luckily without the claws unsheathed and blinking twice, grunting softly.
Now is her excellent chance to reach to the male and ran straight toward the exit.
She swiftly ran directly towards the end of the hallway and when she approached the end.
Stephanie noticed a man sitting right next to the exit, wincing softly as he slowly shifted his left leg.
She glanced over to the male she was talking to earlier, checking on him if he is dangerously injured.
The man has jet-black short hair and skin that is almost a pale color with a pair of gray eye color.
He is wearing a purple sweater with a hoodie, a white T-shirt underneath, and a black sleeveless vest above it.
The man is also wearing a pair of dark jeans with pockets on the sides and black and white shoes.
Stephanie glanced cautiously over her shoulder again to see the fierce creature is getting nearer to her by running, hissing as it revealed its razor-sharp teeth and claws, preparing itself for an attack when close to her.
So, without a chance, she quickly scooped the male up from the ground, being careful with his sprained left ankle.
The creature inched closer to Stephanie and the man, growling louder as it grew closer and closer to both.
Cautiously opening the exit door with her left hip, she went through the exit door while carrying the man in her arms.
When she got through, she quickly closed the door with her back, using her body as a barricade to protect him.
After she had instantly closed the exit door, she heard the snarling getting closer and closer to the door, until loud banging noises banged against the door as she used to weight against the door, keeping whatever outside from getting inside.
For a moment as this continued, the growling slowly stopped and the thumping too, as she shakily sighed.
She overheard the creature walking away from the exit door, grunting every time it walked in annoyance.
They both sighed in relief.
She walked away from the exit door and carefully strode down the steps, being cautious with the male's sprained left ankle.
When she approached the bottom of the stairs, she glanced over at him and with her left hand held his back up slightly, so she can carefully carry him correctly and whispered, "Horreat."
He felt confused about why she whispered that to him until he felt a slight tingle on his body.
Suddenly, he was growing smaller, till she was holding him now in both of her hands, still being careful with his sprained left ankle and when he finished shrinking, he was at the size of 6 inches.
"There we go," she replied gently, breaking the ice. "That's much better to help you now."
"How are you helping me at this size?" he politely asked, sounding worried and scared as he had his right hand gently wrapped around her metal thumb of her right hand.
Stephanie smiled gently and replied politely, "Well, to be more precise, first; I can't have you been carrying with me since there's a goat on the loose around here, and second; which ankles are broken or twisted?"
He pointed at his left ankle, and she sighed gently, relieved that it was not both ankles that are twisted.
"Anyway, it is the best way if you are protected in this way," she added, as she glanced all over his body.
He gently rose one of his eyebrows in confusion and asked, "Why?"
She gently smirked and gently answered, "You'll see."
Placing him in her right hand, he winced slightly when the metal flesh accidentally touched his left ankle, so, she slowed her pace down after he winced.
With her free left hand, she wrapped her first finger and thumb around his chest, underneath his armpits.
She hoists him up from her right palm, up to her face as he felt nauseous and worried.
"All right, now, do me a favor; stay perfectly still or else the work of healin' you would make it worse, so, just stay still," she gently explained.
He confusingly nodded his head, confused about what she will do to him, but, played along with her to see what could happen next.
She smirked slightly, before hoisting him over her mouth, opening it for him to fit inside with no problems.
He instantly panicked when he saw her mouth opened right in front of her face.
"W-What are you doing?!" he exclaimed in fear, as he squirmed, trying to move away from her.
She sighed gently and gently placed him back down on her left palm again as he was trembling in fear.
"All right, if you want the truth of what I was doin', it is to swallow you," she replied politely, answering his terrified question about what she was doing to him.
"Eat me?! Why?!" he exclaimed as he backed up into her slightly curled fingers.
But slightly winced at his twisted left ankle he twisted 2 years ago.
"First, you rescued me from that thing, and now you want to eat me for lunch?!" he screamed, sounding terrified.
Stephanie sighed in annoyance, as she gently lifted him up back up to her eyes, as he was shaking uncontrollably from head to toe, terrified of a female that just shrank him would eat him for lunch and digest him to nothing.
"No, listen," she replied politely to his terrible panic, as she gently curled her fingers in slightly, to keep him in her palm as she continued talking. "I already ate somethin' on the way here, so, don't get your hair in a knot."
He felt confused about why she reasoned with him, assuring him she already has eaten something on the way.
He shimmied down into her palm from against her curled fingers, being careful with his twisted left ankle.
"To make things simpler, I have two stomachs, the first one, as usual as you know, digests food that is eaten by me," she explained, as he listened to her talking to him.
"But, for my systems, when I eat someone is at your height or maybe bigger, instead of going into my first stomach, the person goes into my storage stomach, where they are protected, warm, and safe inside without getting hurt."
"But why should I trust you?" he asked, snapping slightly at her. "You said it yourself, you will eat me."
"But not digest you," she added, looking hurt from his snap. "And, to be fair, I have hurt no one before. Twice in fights, yes, but not by accident."
He felt confused and hesitant at first about what she will do, but, he wants to double-check if she is right, though.
"So, you will swallow me, to help me be safe when you go back to the top?" he asked, consuming the full explanation of what she is carefully explaining to him.
"Yeah, plus on the bright side, the acid inside the storage stomach only heals, not to digest, so it'll heal the twisted ankle of yours," she added, making a gesture to his ankle.
He glanced over at his left ankle and back at Stephanie with a concerned look on his face.
"To be more honest, I hadn't done this in a long time," she added thoughtfully.
"Then how come you know about this?" he asked, feeling confused and concerned about his trust towards her.
"Well, my bionic eye on the left side of my face lets me scan my body every once a day to check if somethin' bad happened to it, so, I already know about it," she explained.
He felt puzzled about it, so, he sat up slightly, not too much to injure his twisted left ankle.
"All right, I guess I can do it, but if you digest me, I'll come back to haunt you." he agreed, before scolding her.
"Okay, just one more thing; you should take off the shoes and socks; it feels weird to swallow shoes and socks," she added.
She shivered slightly at the imagination of shoes and socks roughly rubbing the back of her throat.
He nodded his head and being careful as he can, he carefully took off his shoes and socks, revealing a deep purple bruise on his left ankle.
'Oh, that's not good…' She thought to herself, feeling worried about his leg. 'If we get out of this place, and show him to the doctors, they'll take off his ankle…'
After he had taken off his shoes and socks, he asked, "What else should I take off?"
She glanced back at him and absent-mindedly answered, "Just your shoes and socks, that's all."
He nodded his head and carefully moved his shoes and socks to the side of the palm, to not let them get covered in saliva when he gets out of her.
She gently moved him down to her mouth, as he flinched, nervous that he is trusting a giantess that will eat him.
"Ready?" she patiently asked.
He was quiet for a moment, as the horrible thoughts about him getting digested inside her stomach haunted his mind, making him shiver from head to toe.
Forcing the thoughts away from his mind, he gently nods his head, yes, answering her question.
She gently sighed, blowing gentle hot air towards his face that smelled like mint, making him wince slightly.
Before she could do anything else, she gently whispered to him, "If you want out to get more used to it, let me know." before gently opening her mouth slightly for him to crawl out.
When he instantly saw her opened her mouth, he was in both shock and awe he was staring at a giantess' mouth, waiting for him to crawl inside.
Inside her mouth is in a healthy pink color, along with the gums that kept her healthy white teeth in place.
At the back of the mouth, is a dark and pulsing entrance waiting for him to enter.
The uvula dangled over the entrance as a gag reflex for her to gag if pulled.
The tongue snaked out from being inside, as a platform for him to climb aboard, as he was instantly frozen on the spot, terrified and awed at the rare sight.
Snapping out of his daze, he shakily reached out his right hand and gently placed that on her soft pink tongue, decorated with tiny bumps on top.
It feels slimy, but oddly softer and warmer than the cold and the rough concrete ground, he had to sleep on twice at moonlit night.
He carefully places his other hand on top of her tongue, waiting for any possible reactions of biting down on him from the sudden touch of his hands.
Instead, she was still patiently waiting for him to crawl inside.
He slowly crawled into her mouth from her hand, diving into the unknown.
When he got inside her mouth, she removed her hand from her mouth, and slowly closed her mouth halfway, only letting some light from her flashlight.
He felt frightened at first that he is in a giantess' mouth.
Eventually, he calmed down when he noticed light showing through from the flashlight that Stephanie has.
He glanced around in the mouth for a moment, noticing the gleaming rows of razor-sharp pearly teeth that surrounds him like a circle.
If he gets near one, he'll instantly lose an arm or a leg from them in a single bite.
Saliva covered the front of his body, soaking through his clothing to make them heavy for him to move around freely.
'Hey, you okay?' A gentle voice suddenly spoke through his thoughts.
He jolted from the gentle voice speaking in his head, and the voice said, 'Easy now! It's just me, Stephanie. Sorry if we haven't properly introduced myself.'
He glanced around for a moment and thought, 'Are you talking?'
'Yeah, using my telekinesis to talk to you. Talkin' with a mouthful is rude, though.' She replied gently to him. 'My name is Stephanie Nova Rose Allen. But, I prefer nicknames like Stephanie or Steph. What is your name?'
He was silent for a moment, before introducing himself to her in his mind, 'My name is James, James Blackguard.'
'James Blackguard.' She repeated thoughtfully to herself. 'What an intriguin' name.'
A light blush formed on his cheeks when she said his name was intriguing.
He felt the tongue moved up slightly, instantly making him yelp out in startlement, trying to hook his fingers into something to stop himself from getting close to her teeth.
'Sorry.' She apologized, as she stopped moving her tongue, after hearing him yelp out. 'I should try warnin' you about what I will do next.'
He sighed in relief when she stopped, relieved that she understood his worry about accidentally nicking her teeth.
So, he scooted closer to the middle of her tongue, not even close to her teeth and without poking the edge of her throat to make her choke.
'To let ya know, I'm gunna move ya around, so I can cover ya up in saliva to go down easily.' She added. 'Sorry if I accidentally bump into your ankle, so, I'll go slow.'
He merely replied with a nod of his head and the tongue, he was laid across immediately moved slightly down and up, so he felt puzzled.
Then, he was gently moved from being on top of the tongue, to gently against the cheek of the giantess.
Not too much of a force to make him feel uncomfortable.
He felt grossed out being covered in saliva all over his body at first, but, relaxed as he was gently moved around.
Then, he was back on top of the tongue and was gently pressed against the roof of her mouth, not too much pressure on him to make him uncomfortable.
'To tell you the truth, you oddly tasted like blackberries and grapes all at the same time.' She replied thoughtfully.
'I do?' He thought as he squirmed slightly to get some room from being gently pressed against the roof of her mouth. 'But isn't the clothing taste weird to you?'
'Nope, not really.' She answered thoughtfully.
'Okay then.' He replied, feeling uneasy about her as she continued covering him up in saliva.
After she was finished covering him in saliva, she tilted her head backward to slip him into her gullet.
In a panic, he quickly thought, while digging his fingers into her tongue, 'Stephanie! Wait!'
She instantly stopped tilting her head back and thought, while moving her head back down, 'What is it?'
'Can you gently slide me in face first instead of feet first? I want to see if there is acid in the stomach before I could go inside.' He politely asked.
He sighed as he shuddered from head to toe.
Thinking of the disturbing thoughts of entering her gullet feet first without noticing there was acid in her storage stomach.
She was silent for a moment to think about what is he doing to see what is going on.
She nodded her head, understanding what he meant.
Being careful, she moved him around in her mouth, trying not to swallow him by accident.
She turned him to the front of the throat, and he could see the dark tunnel pulsing every time she breathes gently, and the uvula dangling over the top of the entrance.
His calmness drained when he saw how dark and deep the esophagus is.
'Uh, Steph?' He thought, through her thoughts as he looked genuinely terrified at the possible moment.
'Hmm?' She absent-mindedly replied as she is savoring the unusual flavors coming from him.
'I changed my-!'
Before he could complete his thoughts about the plan he agreed with her, Stephanie tilted her head back more, and he went head first into her somewhat tight throat.
She gulped softly, feeling his body go through her esophagus, by gently touching her flexible neck with her first and middle finger.
After she gulped him, James inside was panicking to himself, squirming around to get some room, frantically thinking to himself, 'Oh, god, why did I agree to this! She will really digest me, and I'm going to-huh?'
When his thoughts stopped when he overheard the faint breathing of her lungs and the gentle thumps of her heart that gently echoed around him, and he felt surprised.
'Whoa, that's her lungs? There are huge…' He thought to himself. 'An-And her heart, it's… loud…'
After a while of traveling, he felt his hand go through a muscular and ring-shaped entrance followed behind with a chamber.
He immediately winced in fear when he recognized the odd feeling was.
'Oh, crap!' He winced to himself.
He frantically tried to squirm backward, but, the muscles gently forced him through the ring, as he collapsed on the ground, his hands spread out to stop himself from hitting something.
James went face-first into some clear liquid, accidentally swallowing the unknown liquid, as he pushed himself up quickly, coughing out a small mouthful.
After he had coughed out the mouthful, he wiped some saliva off his face, as he sat down on his bottom.
When James glanced up at where he is, he noticed he was in her stomach.
'Oh my god.' He thought to himself as he started shaking like a leaf. 'I am inside her stomach…'
The stomach was big enough for him to crawl around to his hands and knees and for him to sit up and lay down on the ground.
Inside the stomach is covered with ripples from the top of the stomach, to the bottom of the stomach.
Continuous strings of saliva dripped everywhere from the walls, including dripping on his body.
There was a puddle of liquid on the bottom of the stomach, only up to his foreleg if standing inside, and it was big enough for him to fit inside, but slightly tight considered his size.
'And I swallowed a mouthful of the acid!' He exclaimed to himself in fear.
He gripped his neck in fear as if he had swallowed poison and briefly glanced around for a way out.
There was no way out, except the bottom of the stomach or top of where he came from in the first place.
He searched the bottom of the stomach for the exit through the liquid, hoping there is another way out.
But during the search, he heard a couple of giggles coming from her, as the surrounding walls jiggled a bit every time she giggles.
He felt no exit at the bottom after he completed the search.
Not giving up, he frantically tried to reach up to the top of the stomach to reach for the same entrance, he had entered before, but, since the surrounding slickness of the saliva, it was difficult for him to stand up fully.
So, he sighed, as he sat back down on the stomach's bottom, looking slightly sad and hurt.
'Why did I trust her?' He thought miserably to himself in dismay.
He laid back first against the soft wall behind his back, and glanced at his left ankle, noticing the pain from earlier was easing away from the surrounding acid.
'Maybe she's right about the 'healing acid' part?' He rethought to himself, feeling a bit faithful towards her.
He gently pulled up his pant leg to check the visible bruise on his left ankle, thinking it did not heal from the direct impact of the acid inside, and Stephanie is a liar.
When he pulled up the pant leg of his left ankle to check the visible bruise, the bruise is halfway gone!
'What the-' he thought to himself, before feeling something touched him from behind.
He instantly felt the back of the stomach wall; he was against pressing against his back.
"Who's touching me?!" He fearfully asked, moving away from the sudden touch from behind his back.
"Easy, it's just me." Stephanie calmly spoke as the surrounding walls slightly jiggle from her talking gently to him.
He slowly relaxed when he recognized the voice talking to him, sighing as he moved back against her hand from the other side of the wall.
"Are you comfortable inside?" she asked, sighing gently.
James glanced around for a few minutes, before glancing up and replied gently, definitely talking to her instead of her mind, "Yeah, I'm comfortable…"
He trailed off as he instantly noticed the concentrated acid was only puddle sized and his left ankle, the purple bruise disappearing gradually from the acid.
He gently leaned back into her stomach wall, getting used to the softness of the walls and felt, oddly calm, weirded out, and a slight bit nervous.
Not leaning too much into the wall to make her wince from his strength.
"I put your shoes and socks in my pocket jeans, so they can be safe from being lost or destroyed and, relax. You're perfectly fine inside. Imagine it like a soft pillow that surrounds ya." she gently replied.
"How did you know I was still nervous?" he politely asked.
"You'll see sooner or later." she only replied.
"Now, it is best if ya go to sleep inside. You look like you haven't slept in a while." Stephanie assured, making a point at the baggy bags underneath his eyes.
He reached up to his face and felt the bags underneath his eyes and sighed.
"All right, fair point, but if I-" but he was caught off when the stomach walls around him clenched slightly, making him jump and being squished in the middle.
"I know, I know. Calm down." She interrupted gently, as he felt her fingers gently caressed his back, from the other side, and through the fabric of her clothes. "If I digested you, you would come back and haunt me forever."
He fell quiet thinking to himself about what she was whispering and noticed inside her stomach was soft after she released.
Soft like a pillow of how she explained.
There was soft grumbling from the other side of the stomach, echoing around him.
Coming from the second stomach like how she gently explained the digestive system.
The heart beating and the breathing of the lungs worked from above him.
Everything around seems to work like an orchestra he is in.
He was about to ask gently her another question as he was blinking slowly, dazing out as he felt sleepy from hearing all the gentle noises around him.
James fell asleep from the lullaby as he relaxed.
Outside, Stephanie gently smiled as she felt her passenger settled in her storage stomach, snoring quietly to himself as he slept.
She glanced up from her belly and gazed through the darkness of the hallway.
'James, when we get out of here, I'll promise you this; I'll make sure everyone is in this buildin', won't come back inside.' She thought to herself.
She lifted her flashlight up from shining it down to the ground, gazing through the darkness.
At first, she hesitated for a moment, but sighed, knowing better to go through all the horrors.
Stephanie walked towards the darkness, diving deeper into the unknown.