Quick Note- Part 2 for the previous chapter will be posted later
Life on the farm was a monotonous blur of days blending into one another, a never-ending cycle of captivity and routine. The air was always thick with the scent of dirt and sweat, and the sound of machinery was a constant background noise. The farm was a place devoid of hope, where tiny people like me were bred and raised to be sold like mere objects.
I am Naruto Uzumaki, one of the countless tiny people bred for the amusement of the giants who ruled this world. Unlike the giants, we were no more than a few inches tall, and our existence was defined by our utility to them. From the moment we were born, our lives were marked by the looming inevitability of being sold and used.
The farm was a sprawling facility with rows upon rows of cages, each housing tiny people at various stages of growth. The cages were small and cramped, designed to keep us contained and docile. My friends and I had been together for as long as I could remember, growing up in adjacent cages, sharing stories, fears, and dreams of a world beyond these bars.
On the day our fate changed, the air was thick with tension. We had heard rumors of a shipment, whispers that we were next in line to be sold. The thought of leaving the farm was both terrifying and exhilarating. As much as we despised this place, it was the only home we had ever known.
The morning light filtered through the dirty windows, casting long shadows across the room. The handlers, giants in comparison to us, moved with a practiced efficiency, their faces devoid of emotion. One by one, they began to open our cages, their massive hands reaching in to grab us.
I watched as Sasuke was taken first, his usually stoic face showing a flicker of fear as he was lifted into the air. The handler placed him into a small plastic container with tiny air holes punched into the lid. Next was Sakura, her eyes wide with anxiety as she was gently but firmly placed beside Sasuke.
My heart pounded in my chest as the handler's hand reached for me. I felt a rush of cold air as the cage door opened, and then I was being lifted, my legs dangling helplessly. The world seemed to tilt and sway as I was dropped into the container with my friends. I landed awkwardly, bumping into Sasuke, who steadied me with a firm grip.
"Naruto, you okay?" he asked, his voice steady despite the situation.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, trying to sound braver than I felt.
One by one, the rest of our group was added to the container. Hinata, her face pale but determined, Kiba, muttering curses under his breath, and Shikamaru, who looked resigned but alert. The container grew more crowded with each addition, until finally, we were all there, huddled together in the confined space.
The lid snapped shut, plunging us into semi-darkness. The tiny air holes let in just enough light to see each other's faces, but it was a far cry from the open air we longed for. The container was lifted, and we were jostled about as the handlers carried us towards our unknown destination.
The sensation of movement was disorienting. We were carried out of the building and loaded onto a vehicle, the roar of its engine a deafening sound to our tiny ears. The container shifted and slid as the vehicle started moving, throwing us against each other. The air inside grew warmer and more stifling, the scent of fear mingling with the plastic.
Hours passed in that confined space, the journey a harrowing ordeal of bumps and jolts. We tried to talk to each other, to keep our spirits up, but the uncertainty weighed heavily on us all. Where were we being taken? What awaited us at the end of this journey?
At long last, the vehicle came to a halt. The sudden stillness was almost as unsettling as the movement had been. We were lifted once more, carried inside another building. The lid was opened, and bright light flooded in, momentarily blinding us.
A store employee's face loomed above, enormous and indifferent. He peered down at us with a cursory glance before setting our container on a shelf. We were in a store, rows of shelves stretching out in every direction, filled with products and other containers like ours. The realization that we were now mere merchandise, waiting to be purchased, sank in with a sickening finality.
The employee chuckled, his voice booming like thunder. "Welcome to your new home, little ones. Hope you find a nice buyer soon."
With that, he walked away, leaving us alone on the shelf. The reality of our situation began to settle in. We were no longer on the farm, but our fate was still out of our hands. We were merchandise, waiting for someone to purchase us for who knew what purpose.
I looked around at my friends, their faces pale and eyes wide with fear. "We have to stay strong," I said, trying to infuse my voice with a confidence I didn't feel. "We'll find a way out of this. Together."
Sasuke nodded, his jaw set with determination. "Naruto's right. We've survived this long; we can survive this too."
Sakura wiped away her tears, her expression hardening. "We just have to stick together."
Hinata's hand in mine was a lifeline, grounding me in the midst of the chaos. "We can do this," she whispered, her voice filled with quiet strength.
For now, all we could do was wait and hope. But deep down, I knew this was just the beginning of our journey. Whatever lay ahead, we would face it together, as friends and as a family forged by circumstance and bound by unbreakable ties.
The store was bustling with activity, but to us, it was a prison. From our tiny container, we watched in horror as giants walked by, some glancing down at us before noticing the price and walking away. The hours dragged on, each minute feeling like an eternity. The fluorescent lights overhead were harsh, casting a sterile glow on everything around us.
Every now and then, a shadow would fall over our container, and my heart would leap into my throat. Would this be the person to buy us? What would they do with us? The uncertainty was a constant, gnawing presence in the back of my mind.
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We had been in the store for what felt like an eternity, trapped inside the plastic container that confined us. The air was stifling, the small air holes barely enough to keep us from suffocating. It was a hot day, and the heat seeped into our tiny prison, making us sweat and stick to each other uncomfortably.
From our vantage point, we watched in silent horror as giants walked by, their enormous feet shaking the ground with each step. Some of them would stop, their curious eyes peering down at us. Occasionally, a giant would lift the container, their massive hands gripping the sides as they examined us. Each time, we held our breath, wondering if this would be the moment we were sold. But inevitably, they would put the container back, uninterested or put off by the price tag.
The hours dragged on, each one more unbearable than the last. The store's fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a harsh glare on our container. My friends and I were exhausted, our bodies slick with sweat, our minds racing with fear and uncertainty. It felt like a cruel joke—being on display like this, helpless and exposed.
As the day wore on, I could feel the weight of despair settling over us. But then, near the end of the day, something changed. A shadow fell over our container, and we looked up to see a woman with long, black hair, wearing a shirt with the Uchiha crest. Her eyes were enormous from our perspective, and they sparkled with curiosity as she leaned in to get a closer look at us.
Her giant hand reached out, and she picked up the container, lifting us off the shelf with surprising gentleness. My heart pounded in my chest as she brought us closer to her face, her eyes narrowing as she tried to see how many of us were inside. Then, without warning, she shook the container, jostling us around. We tumbled and bumped into each other, cries of alarm filling the tiny space.
After what felt like an eternity, she stopped shaking us and continued to appraise the container. Her face was so close that I could see the fine lines around her eyes, the slight curve of a smile on her lips. It was clear she was considering something. After a minute or two, she nodded, a decision made.
"This will be perfect for Kushina's birthday," she said, her voice booming around us.
She placed the container in her cart and continued shopping, adding a few more items before heading to the checkout. Each bump and turn of the cart made our stomachs churn, but there was a strange relief in knowing that we were finally leaving the store. Still, uncertainty loomed large. Who was this Kushina, and what did she intend to do with us?
At the checkout, the container was placed into a paper bag, encasing us in darkness once again. The ride home was long and bumpy, the sounds of the city filtering in through the bag. We could hear snippets of conversation, the distant roar of traffic, the chirping of birds—sounds of a world we could not see but only imagine.
Hours passed in that dark, sweltering confinement. My friends and I tried to keep our spirits up, whispering reassurances to each other, but the unknown was a heavy burden. Finally, the movement stopped, and we were lifted once more. I heard the woman's voice, loud and clear.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
The bag was opened, and blinding light flooded in. We squinted against the brightness, our eyes struggling to adjust after hours in darkness. The container was lifted out and placed on a coffee table. I looked up and saw a new face—a woman with long, flowing red hair. Her eyes were wide with surprise and delight as she leaned in closer to inspect us.
"Oh, Mikoto, you shouldn't have!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of joy and disbelief.
The giants loomed over us, their faces filling our vision. I felt a shiver of fear run down my spine. What did they intend to do with us? Were we simply a gift, or was there something more sinister at play? As I glanced around at my friends, I saw the same mixture of fear and uncertainty reflected in their eyes.
We were in a new place, with new people, but our fate remained unknown. The journey that had begun in darkness and fear was far from over, and the next chapter of our lives was just beginning. We could only hope that, whatever happened, we would face it together and find a way to survive.
The air was thick with tension and the scent of food. My friends and I huddled together inside the plastic container, our eyes wide with fear as we watched the three giantesses looming above us. Tsunade, with her striking blonde hair and powerful presence; Kushina, whose red hair framed her face like a fiery halo; and Mikoto, the woman who had brought us here, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
They were laughing and talking, their voices booming around us like the rumble of distant thunder. I could see their massive hands moving, picking up items from the table—chips, dips, drinks—oblivious to the terror they were about to inflict. We were no longer just tiny people in a container; we were snacks.
The lid of our container was lifted, and the giants' hands reached in. The first to be taken was Kiba. His eyes met mine, a flash of defiance in his gaze. "Stay strong, Naruto," he said, his voice trembling. Then he was lifted out, dangling helplessly in the air.
--Kiba--
Tsunade's hand gripped me tightly, and I could feel my heart hammering in my chest. The world spun around me as I was brought closer to her mouth, but instead of being eaten, she had another idea. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and she whispered something to Kushina that I couldn't make out.
With a playful grin, Tsunade moved me lower, and I realized with horror where I was being taken. She brought me down to Kushina's lower body, lifting her skirt. The air was thick with the scent of her arousal, and my mind raced with fear and confusion.
Instead of placing me inside, Tsunade maneuvered me with precision, tangling me up in Kushina's pubic hair. The coarse, red strands wrapped around me like a trap, and I struggled desperately to free myself, but it was no use. The more I fought, the tighter the strands seemed to hold me.
I looked up and saw Tsunade's giant face, her eyes filled with amusement. She giggled, a sound that vibrated through my tiny body, her breath warm and scented with the food she had just consumed. Her lips curved into a smirk as she moved away, leaving me trapped in the dense red jungle.
Kushina seemed completely unaware of my presence as she continued her conversation with Mikoto. Each of her movements sent tremors through the forest of hair, and I was jostled about, helpless and terrified. The world around me was a chaotic mix of shadows and warmth, the sound of their voices like distant thunder.
The realization of my plight sank in fully, and despair washed over me. I was nothing more than a plaything, a source of amusement for these giantesses. My struggles grew weaker as the reality of my situation became clear. I could see no way out, no escape from the tangled trap I was caught in.
My final thoughts were of Akamaru and my friends, hoping they would find safety and freedom. As the laughter and conversation continued above, I was left alone, tangled and trapped, my fate sealed in the cruelest of ways.
--Hinata--
I was next, and Tsunade's fingers closed around me with surprising gentleness. My heart pounded in my chest as she lifted me out of the container, and I felt a surge of dread. Tsunade turned to the others with a confident smile.
"These tiny people are incredibly well-trained and obedient," she announced proudly, her voice booming around me. "Watch this."
Tsunade held her hand in front of Mikoto's mouth, and I found myself looking into the dark, cavernous opening. Mikoto's lips parted slightly, revealing the glistening interior, her warm breath washing over me. My heart raced, and my mind screamed to resist, but years of conditioning took over.
"hey, Tiny jump into her mouth," Tsunade commanded, her tone firm and expectant.
Fear gripped me, but the urge to obey was overwhelming. I looked up at Tsunade's expectant gaze, and then at Mikoto's open mouth. Without hesitation, I took a deep breath and leaped from Tsunade's hand.
The air rushed past me as I descended into the waiting maw. Mikoto's tongue stretched out to meet me, and I landed on the wet, warm surface with a soft thud. The heat and moisture were overwhelming, and I could feel the rough texture of her taste buds beneath me.
Mikoto's mouth closed, and darkness enveloped me. Her tongue moved me around, savoring my flavor. The pressure increased as she began to suck on me, and I struggled to maintain my composure. Each movement of her tongue was a reminder of my helplessness, my tiny form completely at her mercy.
Finally, with a powerful contraction of her throat, she swallowed. I was pulled down into the darkness, the rhythmic contractions of her esophagus drawing me deeper into her body. The heat and pressure were crushing, and I felt myself being pushed further into the abyss.
My final thoughts were of Naruto, hoping he would find a way to survive. The darkness and warmth became all-encompassing as I was pulled deeper into the depths, my fate sealed by my own obedience.
--Sasuke--
Kushina's hand reached for me next. I tried to maintain my composure, but fear gripped my heart as her enormous fingers wrapped around me. She lifted me close to her face, her giant eyes studying me intently. The warmth of her breath washed over me, and I could see every detail of her expression, from the curiosity in her eyes to the slight smile playing on her lips.
"Oh, how cute," she murmured, her voice a booming whisper that reverberated through my entire body. She shook me lightly, her laughter rumbling around me. The world became a dizzying blur as I dangled precariously between her fingers.
Her lips parted, and she opened her mouth wide beneath me, revealing the glistening cavern of her throat. The sight was terrifying—a dark, wet tunnel that promised only one thing. Kushina giggled again, her breath washing over me in warm waves. She lightly shook me above her open mouth, my tiny form swaying back and forth.
I screamed, but the sound was swallowed by the vastness of her mouth. Her tongue moved slightly, a living platform that awaited my descent. For a few agonizing moments, she simply held me there, letting me dangle above her awaiting maw. The anticipation was unbearable, every second stretching into an eternity.
With a final, playful shake, she let go. I plummeted straight down into the darkness, the air rushing past me as I fell. Her tongue barely brushed against me before I was swallowed whole, the powerful muscles of her throat contracting around me. I was pulled down, deeper into the dark, wet tunnel, the sounds of her laughter fading as I descended.
The heat and pressure were overwhelming. My world became a series of rhythmic contractions, pulling me further into the depths of her body. My thoughts raced, filled with images of my friends and the life we had once dreamed of. But those dreams were distant now, replaced by the crushing reality of my fate.
As I was pulled deeper into the darkness, my final thoughts were of Naruto and the others, hoping they would somehow survive. The world around me closed in, and I knew this was the end.
--Sakura--
Tsunade's hand gripped me next, and I tried to fight, but her grip was unyielding. She dipped me into a spicy salsa, the heat burning my skin. I screamed, but it only seemed to amuse her. Her massive lips parted, revealing the dark cavern of her mouth, and my heart pounded with terror.
As she lifted me closer, a drop of salsa dripped from her fingers, making them slick. Her grip faltered for just a moment, but it was enough. I slipped from her grasp, plummeting through the air. The world around me became a blur as I fell, the ground rushing up to meet me.
The impact was sudden and brutal. Pain exploded through my body as I hit the hard floor. My vision blurred, dark spots dancing before my eyes. I tried to move, but my body wouldn't respond. Every breath was a struggle, each one more painful than the last. I could hear the muffled voices of the giantesses above me, their conversation continuing as if nothing had happened.
"Oh, Tsunade, you've gone and wasted a good snack," Mikoto said lightly, her tone carrying a hint of amusement. She didn't seem to care about the mistake, her voice devoid of true reprimand.
I lay there, broken and alone, my life slipping away. My thoughts drifted to Naruto and my friends, hoping that somehow they would find peace. As the darkness closed in, I found a strange sense of calm. The pain began to fade, and I knew my suffering was coming to an end.
My final thoughts were of the dreams we once shared, dreams of freedom and a world beyond this nightmare. I clung to those memories, letting them comfort me as my world faded to black.
--Shikamaru--
I was taken by both Tsunade and Mikoto. Their smiles sent chills down my spine as they leaned in to kiss, passing me between their tongues. The wet, pink walls of their mouths surrounded me, and I could barely breathe. Their tongues moved me back and forth, each motion a reminder of my impending doom.
As Tsunade and Mikoto's lips met, the world became a blur of warmth and moisture. The rough surface of their tongues pressed against me, pushing me from one giantess's mouth to the other. The force of their kiss made my head spin, and I felt like a mere plaything, tossed around by their whims.
The taste buds of their tongues rubbed against my skin, each tiny bump a reminder of my insignificance. Saliva coated me, making it hard to breathe. I gasped for air, but the only thing I could inhale was the humid, oppressive atmosphere of their mouths.
With each pass, I could hear their muffled giggles, a sound that made my blood run cold. To them, this was a game, a moment of shared amusement. To me, it was a nightmare from which there was no escape.
Finally, Tsunade backed away, her lips parting from Mikoto's. I was left in Mikoto's mouth, her tongue pressing me against the roof. The pressure was intense, my body pinned in place as she savored the taste. I felt the powerful muscles of her throat contract around me, preparing to swallow.
As Mikoto's throat pulled me down, the world turned to darkness. The sounds of their laughter faded, replaced by the rhythmic, crushing contractions of her esophagus. I was drawn deeper into her body, the heat increasing with each passing second.
My last thoughts were of my friends, hoping they would find peace somehow. I wished I could have done more to protect them, to change our fate. As I descended into the darkness, the world around me closed in, and I knew my time had come to an end.
--Shino--
I watched in horror as my friends were taken one by one. When Mikoto's hand finally reached for me, I felt a cold dread settle in my stomach. I was lifted up, my body shaking with fear as I was brought closer to her mouth. But then, a flicker of a different idea crossed her eyes.
She glanced around to ensure the others weren't watching and then quietly moved towards the window. I felt a sliver of hope rise within me, unsure of her intentions but desperate for any chance of escape. The cool air rushed past as she opened the window and held me out over the edge.
Without a word, she released her grip, and I plummeted towards the ground below. The wind whipped around me, and my heart pounded in my chest as the ground rushed up to meet me. I hit the grass with a sickening thud, pain exploding through my body. The fall had been too much, and I lay there, severely injured and unable to move.
The world around me was a blur of green and brown, the giant blades of grass swaying gently in the breeze. Hours passed, and the pain became a constant, throbbing reminder of my helplessness. I could hear the distant sounds of the giants' laughter from the house, completely unaware of my plight.
As the hours dragged on, I began to notice the smaller details of the world around me. The grass was a forest of towering green stalks, each one dwarfing my tiny form. I felt a strange sense of peace amidst the pain, the natural world offering a brief respite from the horrors I had endured.
But nature, too, had its own cruelties. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to see a large bug making its way through the grass. It was massive compared to me, its mandibles clicking ominously as it approached. I tried to move, to escape, but my body refused to respond.
The bug reached me, its antennae twitching as it inspected its new find. With a swift motion, it clamped its mandibles around me, lifting me off the ground. Pain flared through my body once more, but I was too weak to fight back. The world blurred as I was carried away, the grass swaying gently in the breeze.
My final thoughts were of my friends, hoping they would find safety and freedom. As the bug began to consume me, the world around me faded to black, my existence ending in the same natural cycle I had always respected.
--Ino--
Tsunade's fingers gripped me next, lifting me out of the container. I could see the amusement in her eyes as she observed my tiny form. She chuckled softly, a sound that sent chills down my spine. But instead of bringing me to her mouth, she had something else in mind.
With a mischievous smile, she leaned over towards Mikoto and whispered something inaudible to me. Mikoto's eyes sparkled with excitement, and she gave a small, almost imperceptible nod. Tsunade giggled, her grip tightening slightly as she shifted her position.
I was lifted and carried under the table, and the world became a blur of motion. My heart pounded in my chest as I tried to make sense of what was happening. Then, the hem of Mikoto's skirt loomed above me, a dark and ominous canopy.
Tsunade's hand moved with a deliberate, almost playful slowness. She carefully pushed me up against Mikoto's entrance, and I struggled, my tiny limbs flailing in a desperate attempt to escape. But her grip was unyielding, and with a final, gentle push, I was forced inside.
The world around me became a suffocating, humid tunnel. The warmth and pressure were overwhelming, the walls closing in on me from all sides. I could hear the muffled sounds of the giantesses above, their laughter and conversation a distant rumble.
Mikoto shifted slightly, the movement causing the walls around me to contract and shift. Each motion sent waves of pressure through my tiny body, and I struggled to breathe, the air hot and heavy. The darkness was absolute, and I was completely enveloped, the reality of my situation sinking in with a terrifying finality.
As the pressure increased and the world around me shifted with Mikoto's movements, my struggles grew weaker. My thoughts turned to my friends, the moments we had shared, and the dreams we had once harbored. The hope for freedom and a better life seemed so far away now, a distant memory.
The last thing I felt was the rhythmic, pulsing warmth around me, the final remnants of my strength fading away. The darkness and heat consumed me, my existence reduced to a mere sensation within the giantess.
--Chouji'--
Kushina's hand gripped me, and I felt a surge of fear as she lifted me out of the container. Instead of dipping me into a sauce or drink, she placed me on top of a cracker that had a slice of cheese on it. The weight of the cheese pressed down on me, and the sharp aroma of the cheese filled my nostrils.
I watched in horror as the cracker, cheese, and I were brought up to her mouth. Her lips parted, revealing her glistening teeth and the dark cavern beyond. Her breath washed over me, warm and smelling faintly of the foods she had already eaten. I tried to scramble off the cracker, but the cheese held me in place, my tiny limbs unable to free myself.
She placed the whole cracker into her mouth, her lips closing around it. The world became a wet, hot prison, her tongue moving beneath me, pressing me against the cheese and cracker. I could hear the sound of her teeth crunching the cracker, each bite sending vibrations through my body.
For a few moments, I managed to avoid the crushing teeth, but the movements of her tongue and the pressure of her jaws were relentless. The cracker turned into a mushy paste mixed with her saliva, and I was caught up in the sticky goop.
The wet, crushing pressure was overwhelming, and my struggles grew weaker. The last sight I saw was one of Kushina's enormous teeth descending towards me, glistening with saliva. The tooth came down with brutal force, and I felt a sharp, excruciating pain.
Darkness and silence followed, my thoughts fading away. My last thoughts were of my friends, hoping they would find safety and freedom from this nightmare.
--Tenten--
Tsunade's fingers closed around me, lifting me out of the container with a sly smile. I felt a wave of fear as she carried me away from the others. When she thought no one was looking, she placed me gently into a soft tissue. Confusion and terror gripped me as I struggled to understand what she was planning.
Tsunade then leaned over and whispered something to Kushina, passing her the tissue with me inside. I could hear the muffled sounds of their conversation, but the words were indistinguishable. Kushina gave Tsunade a puzzled look but nodded, agreeing to whatever strange request had been made.
Kushina brought the tissue to her face, and I suddenly realized what was about to happen. Panic surged through me as I tried to scream, but my voice was lost in the thick folds of the tissue. The world around me became a blur as she pressed the tissue to her nose.
The force of her blowing her nose was like a hurricane, the pressure and noise overwhelming. Mucus surrounded me, the sticky substance engulfing me and making it nearly impossible to move. The warmth and the smell were suffocating, and I felt myself being tossed around within the tissue. I struggled to keep my eyes open, the mucus covering my body and matting my hair.
When the storm subsided, I was left drenched in mucus, my tiny body slick and sticky. I looked up through the folds of the tissue, my vision blurred by the mess. Above me, Kushina's giant face loomed, completely unaware of my presence. Her eyes were indifferent as she glanced at the tissue, her expression one of casual disinterest.
Then, with a casual motion, she began to crumple the tissue. I could see her giant fingers closing in, the world around me compressing. I screamed, but the sound was muffled and insignificant. The pressure increased, and I was squeezed between the folds, the sticky mucus making it hard to breathe.
Kushina's face grew distant as the tissue was balled up, her attention already moving to something else. The casual disregard in her eyes was the last thing I saw before the darkness closed in around me. I felt a sudden jolt as the tissue was tossed into the garbage, the world becoming dark and silent.
My final thoughts were of my friends, hoping they would somehow survive this nightmare. The darkness and silence became all-encompassing, and I knew my fate was sealed, discarded like a piece of trash.
--Rock Lee--
Kushina's hand gripped me, lifting me out of the container. My heart raced as she carried me over the table. Instead of dipping me into a sauce or drink, she dropped me onto the top of a cupcake. I landed with a soft thud, the thick frosting enveloping me and making it difficult to move. The sweet aroma of vanilla filled my senses, and the frosting clung to my skin, rendering my struggles futile.
I watched in horror as Kushina's enormous finger descended towards me, scooping up a generous portion of frosting along with my tiny body. The world became a blur of motion as I was lifted into the air. When the movement stopped, I found myself perched precariously on the tip of her finger, the frosting forming a sticky, sweet prison around me.
Kushina brought her finger towards Tsunade, whose mouth opened wide in anticipation. The cavernous maw loomed ahead, dark and intimidating. The sight of her glistening teeth and the warm, humid breath sent waves of fear through me. I tried to free myself from the frosting, but it was no use.
With agonizing slowness, Kushina slid her finger just inside of Tsunade's mouth. The warmth and moisture were immediate, and I could feel the heat radiating from her mouth. I looked up in terror as Tsunade's enormous tongue emerged, a wet, pink surface that moved towards me with deliberate intent.
The tongue made contact, its rough texture sliding over Kushina's finger and enveloping me. The pressure was immense, and I could feel myself being pulled away from the finger, the frosting melting and mixing with the saliva. Tsunade's tongue moved me around, the taste buds pressing against my skin and savoring the sweet, sugary flavor.
I struggled against the powerful muscle, but it was no use. The tongue was relentless, and I was pushed deeper into her mouth. The world became a hot, wet prison, and I could hear the muffled sounds of their laughter above me. The pressure increased, and I was forced against the roof of her mouth.
Finally, Tsunade's throat muscles contracted, and I was swallowed. The descent was swift and overwhelming, the rhythmic contractions pulling me deeper into her body. My final thoughts were of Gai-sensei and my friends, hoping they would remember me and find peace.
The darkness and warmth became all-encompassing as I was pulled deeper into the depths. The last thing I felt was the crushing pressure, and then everything went black.
--Neji--
Mikoto's fingers closed around me, lifting me out of the container. My heart raced as she held me above a glass of wine. Without warning, she released her grip, and I plummeted into the glass. The cold liquid enveloped me instantly, the sweet, pungent aroma of the wine filling my nostrils. I struggled to keep my head above the surface, the deep glass offering no handholds to escape.
For a moment, she left me there, bobbing in the wine, the world around me tinted a deep red. I could hear the muffled sounds of their conversation above, laughter and booming voices that made my heart pound with fear. The liquid was cold, and the alcohol stung my skin, making every movement a painful effort.
Then, a shadow loomed over me. I looked up in horror as Mikoto's giant hand reached down, wrapping around the stem of the glass. My heart raced, panic setting in as I realized what was about to happen. She lifted the glass, and I could see her enormous face above, her lips parting to reveal the dark cavern of her mouth.
The glass tilted, and I felt the current pull me towards her open mouth. I tried to fight it, swimming against the tide, but it was too strong. The suction of the wine pulling towards her lips was relentless. Desperation filled me as I flailed, my tiny arms and legs growing weaker with each passing second.
As I neared the edge of the glass, I saw her tongue, a wet, pink surface waiting to receive me. I was sucked towards it, the force too great to resist. I gave up, my strength failing, and let myself be carried into the darkness.
The warmth of her mouth was a stark contrast to the cold wine. Her tongue moved beneath me, tasting the wine and my tiny body. I was tossed around, the walls of her mouth closing in as she savored the flavor. My struggles were futile, and I felt her throat muscles contract around me as she swallowed.
The descent was swift, the muscles of her esophagus pulling me down with rhythmic precision. The sounds of her heartbeat and the gurgling of her stomach grew louder as I was drawn deeper into the darkness. My final thoughts were of my friends, hoping they would find peace and safety in this cruel world.
The warmth and pressure became all-encompassing as I was pulled deeper into her body. The darkness closed in around me, and I knew my fate was sealed.
--Naruto--
Finally, it was my turn. Kushina's giant hand reached in, her fingers closing around me with a gentle but firm grip. I was lifted out, my heart pounding in my chest. She dipped me into a bowl of chip dip, the cold substance coating my body. The chill of the dip sent shivers down my spine, the thick texture clinging to me like a suffocating blanket. She lifted me to her lips, but as she brought me closer, I slipped from her fingers, tumbling down to the valley between her breasts.
The descent seemed endless, the air rushing past me as I fell. I landed on the soft, warm skin between her breasts, the world around me turning into a landscape of flesh. The heat radiated from her body, making the dip on my skin feel even colder in contrast. I tried to scramble to my feet, but the slick dip made it difficult to find any traction.
"Oh, it looks like you made a mess," Tsunade said with a chuckle. Her voice reverberated through the air, a booming sound that made my ears ring. She leaned over, her massive form blocking out the light. Her tongue snaked out, a wet, pink appendage that glistened ominously. It approached me with deliberate slowness, each millisecond stretching into an eternity.
The tongue made contact, its rough surface sliding over me and gathering up the dip. I was lifted up on her tongue, the warmth and wetness enveloping me completely. I could feel the powerful muscles of her tongue shifting beneath me, pressing me against the roof of her mouth.
Before I could process what was happening, Tsunade kissed Kushina, passing me between their mouths. The world spun around me, the wet, warm cavern of her mouth shifting into another. Kushina's tongue moved me around, exploring every inch of my tiny body. The pressure was immense,
Finally, Kushina's mouth opened, and I was tossed back, sliding down her throat. The muscles of her esophagus contracted around me, pulling me down with relentless force. The last thing I saw was Tsunade's giant face receding into the distance, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
As I tumbled down Kushina's throat, the darkness closed in around me. The heat was overwhelming, the pressure crushing. I felt myself being pulled deeper and deeper, until there was nothing but silence and darkness. My last thoughts were of my friends, hoping that somehow, somewhere, they had found peace