Stomach Slumber

“I trust that you’ve all brought your sleeping bags, girls?” asked the tall, voluptuous, tentacle-haired woman, as she led her daughter and her three friends down the hallway.

“I got mine!” yelled [s4s], tugging the straps of her backpack.

“Mine too!” /c/ added, her sleeping bag rolled up in her arms rather than being stuffed into her backpack.

“Yeah, got mine...” /jp/ muttered, feeling the recently-bought sleeping bag and Reimu plush toy in her backpack bounce in time with her footsteps.

“Mine’s still upstairs, dad!” Deelette called out, skipping at the back of the group along the polished hardwood floor in her socks.

“Okay, Deelette, you go and get your sleeping bag,” /d/emona said cheerily, “and don’t skip on the floor, you might slip,” she added. Deelette broke away from the group and turned back, walking to the stairs. With her guests following, /d/emona walked into the dining room and took a seat at the table.

Upon entering the dining room, the girls had their curiosity piqued by what was on the table. It was food, lots of it, but the food that wasn’t packaged was wrapped in layers of plastic wrap. “Must be to preserve the food,” /c/ wondered as she placed her sleeping bag on the floor next to her chair. [s4s] and /jp/ were next to respond, dumping their bags on the ground and taking their place next to /c/.

“It’s a bit chilly out there, isn’t it?” /d/emona asked, looking out the window. “I hear that there’s going to be some snow tomorrow, won’t that be fun?” The three girls cheered in approval.

“Snow’s the best!” /c/ declared. “You can make snow angels and build snowmen and have snowball fights...”

“Yeah! And you can let the snowflakes fall on your tongue!” [s4s] laughed. “This one time, I had a snowflake on my tongue, and I accidentally sniffed it up my nose and I sneezed!” The girl laughed at the fond memory of playing with /mlp/ in January that year.

/jp/ sighed. “I haven’t played in snow for a long time, and that was because Tre/vr/ invited me to play,” she reminisced lazily.

“Don’t you think snow is fun?” /c/ asked.

“Eh, it was okay. It was kinda funny when /v/ threw one of his consoles onto the frozen lake,” /jp/ said, a small smile spreading across her face. “That idiot went out to beat it with a bat and he ended up falling through the ice.”

/c/ and [s4s] laughed uproariously, just as Deelette returned with her sleeping bag. “I’ve got it, dad!” she declared, rolling it along the floor where it rested with the other sleeping bags and backpacks. “Tell ‘em about what we’re gonna do!”

“Are we gonna do cool stuff? I hope it’s movies and games!” [s4s] said, shaking her fists in excitement.

/d/emona laughed. “Of course there will be movies and games, but this is about how we’re going to run the sleepover,” she explained.

“How we’re gonna run it?” /c/ asked.

The demoness cleared her throat. “This is going to be a bit of a mouthful, but stay with me,” /d/emona said, taking a deep breath. “As you know, it’s Christmas season, which also means it’s winter season, which means it’s going to be cold. At night, it gets really cold, and normally I would have the heating cranked up so that you won’t notice it, so...”

“Something happened and now we don’t have heating,” Deelette interrupted.

None of the other girls had noticed it, but it was indeed cold inside. “Hey, look at my arm, all the hair is pointy!” [s4s] said, holding her arm out in front of /c/.

“Wow! You got goosebumps!” /c/ said.

/d/emona sat up and continued to talk. “Anyway, I don’t know what happened. I’m pretty sure something is broken up there, so I’m going to get a guy to look at it. For now, we have no heating and the nights here have been freezing, so it’s kind of like living in Santa’s village or Superman’s ice castle thing. Even if the heating weren’t broken, I would have asked you to bring sleeping bags anyway, because you’d all be sleeping in Deelette’s bed and I didn’t want any blanket-hogging from any of you.”

/c/ raised her hand. “Are the sleeping bags gonna keep us warm?” she asked.

“They’ll help, but it won’t be enough, which brings me to the point of this talk,” /d/emona continued. “I had this idea that I kind of didn’t want to do, but I put enough effort into getting the food and movies and all that jazz for this sleepover, so I didn’t want to cancel it on you girls. It’s going to be a new experience for you, and Deelette too, and it’s going to be…awkward, I guess, even for me.”

[s4s], /c/ and /jp/ looked at each other, feeling concerned about /d/emona’s plans.

“Awkward?” /c/ asked.

“It’s probably not bad, or at least that bad. I bet I’ve had worse with /v/,” /jp/ said.

[s4s] smiled. “Well, I like to try new things, so I wanna do whatever the nice lady is going to do, because she’s doing it for us!” she cheered, declaring her support for /d/emona’s plans. /c/ and /jp/ looked at each other and looked back to [s4s], nodding eagerly.

/d/emona’s face lit up. “All right, I guess you’re ready for it! Go get your sleeping bags and roll them out on the table!” she ordered.

/c/ raised an eyebrow. “The table?” she asked.

“Dad’s gonna show us what he’s gonna do!” Deelette said, rolling out her sleeping bag and  lifting it onto the table. [s4s] and /jp/ were busy getting their sleeping bags, so /c/ shrugged and joined them.

“Hey /jp/, cool sleeping bag!” [s4s] said. “Who’s that amine?”

“That’s Marisa Kirisame,” /jp/ said, looking a tad bored.

“Cool! My favorite amine is dimethylamine!” [s4s] said. “It’s a gas that German cockroaches use as a pheromone but it’s also poisonous and stuff so you shouldn’t put it on toast and eat it!” The girl continued to spill out her unusual chemistry knowledge as she draped her sleeping bag on the table. Soon, all four sleeping bags were placed, one on top of another, on the table.

/d/emona stood in front of the sleeping bags and focused on them. The girls watched with interest as a third eye, placed in the middle of her forehead, manifested itself out of nowhere. Deelette looked at the sleeping bags and watched them shimmer and glow.

“What’s she doing?” /c/ asked.

“Shhhh, watch!” Deelette replied, her eyes widened and her smile growing.

As soon as the sleeping bags were fully encased in the unusual shimmer, the shimmer began to shrink gradually. Deelette could hardly contain her excitement and began to squeal. The other girls were confused at the sight.

/d/emona broke the spell as soon as the shimmer stopped shrinking. Her third eye disappearing back into her forehead, she stood back and admired her work. The sleeping bags on the table were now half their original size.

“They’re smaller…?” [s4s] asked. “But why?”

Deelette grabbed the sleeping bag from the top of the pile, /c/’s sleeping bag, and handed it to /d/emona. Clearing her throat briefly, /d/emona opened her mouth and started to stuff the closed end of the sleeping bag inside.

The girls were even more confused. Was this the awkward thing that /d/emona had planned? Eating their sleeping bags?

“Why are you eating our sleeping bags!?” /c/ asked, concerned and not understanding /d/emona’s intentions.

“Relax, it’s part of dad’s plan, okay?” Deelette assured them.

“Ooh, is the plan to crash this plane with no survivors?” [s4s] asked. Her endearing gesture to a now five year old meme fell on deaf ears, which belonged to the other three girls, who watched as /d/emona continued to slurp down the sleeping bag like a noodle.

Despite the unusual and very new experience, the three guests were intrigued by the bulge in /d/emona’s neck, which reminded them of a ribbiting frog. Even more interesting was watching /d/emona’s flat tummy slowly starting to bulge as her stomach accommodated the sleeping bag. A loud sluck and a final gulp sent the last of /c/’s sleeping bag into /d/emona’s waiting gut.

Without missing a beat, /d/emona grabbed the next sleeping bag, this one belonging to /jp/, and started to gulp it down faster, now used to the sensation from the first time around. “Go, dad, go!” Deelette cheered, acting as if /d/emona was a competitor. Meanwhile, /c/, [s4s] and /jp/ were still trying to understand why this was happening.

“Who eats sleeping bags at a sleepover?” /jp/ asked.

“I dunno, but this is actually really cool!” [s4s] whispered. “I bet it’s like eating spaghetti!”

/d/emona felt the end of /jp/’s sleeping bag sink past her gullet, joining the other sleeping bag that rested inside her stomach. The demoness grabbed the last two sleeping bags, belonging to Deelette and [s4s], and started to gulp them down at the same time. The bulge in her next was now twice as large, which elicited a few “woah”’s out of the girls. Before long, the last two sleeping bags were resting inside /d/emona’s stomach, which was now bloated out by nearly a foot. Her strapless hot pink top, which covered her stomach before, could no longer stretch over her stomach.

Exhausted, /d/emona grabbed her gut and dropped it onto the table. Curiously, the girls approached the mass and looked closely at it. Deelette sunk a finger into the skin and giggled. /c/ rested her ear on /d/emona’s stomach and listened.

“Girls, listen to this! You can hear our sleeping bags!” /c/ said. Immediately, /d/emona felt three more ears pressed up against her jiggling orb. The girls’ eyes widened as they heard the familiar rustling of sleeping bags moving around inside /d/emona’s stomach, her walls contracting and bloating to accommodate the large mass inside.

“It’s so weird...” [s4s] mumbled. “They’re all in her tummy now.”

“Why’d you eat our sleeping bags?” /c/ asked. “We’re gonna be cold now!”

/d/emona stifled a burp and patted her stomach. “You’ll understand soon...Deelette, take them to the living room,” she said, pointing towards the destination.

Deelette led the girls in the direction of /d/emona’s pointing finger. The demoness followed, her stomach jiggling as it held their sleeping bags. She hoped that she wouldn’t have to regurgitate them immediately, but given how the girls looked as she was swallowing them, she felt that they were ready.

With the girls standing in one spot, /d/emona focused on them. She watched as they noticed the same shimmer from before began to cover them up, and saw her third eye appear on her forehead. Repeating the procedure, /d/emona slowly shrunk the shimmering, glowing bunch down, until it was roughly as high as /d/emona’s boots.

Cancelling the spell, /d/emona allowed the shimmer to wear off, revealing the girls, who were now half as tall and twice as confused.

“She shrunk us as well?” /jp/ said. “What gives?”

Deelette jumped around ecstatically. “Don’t you girls know what /d/emona’s gonna do for us?” she asked. “She shrunk our sleeping bags and she ate them, and she shrunk us too so...”

[s4s]’s eyes widened. “Wait, she’s gonna eat us too!?” she asked.

/d/emona chuckled and lay down on her stomach. “I thought you’d never have guessed, you silly girls!” she said, signalling for the girls to come closer to her.

“It’s gonna be the coolest thing ever!” Deelette said, skipping around the girls as they walked closer to /d/emona’s face, her excitement growing by the second. “We’re gonna see what’s inside somebody, and we’re all gonna be cozy and warm!”

“I don’t get it, how did she come up with this?” /c/ asked.

“Oh, it happened a few months ago!” Deelette explained. “I did all my chores and dad said he would play with me, but he had this tiny man that he was gonna put in his mouth, and I wanted to try but he wouldn’t let me...”

/d/emona hastily interrupted for a moment. “I wasn’t going to eat him, I was...just going to clean his feet,” she lied.

Deelette shrugged. “Anyway, I’m gonna learn about the body in school and stuff so dad’s gonna let me see what’s inside somebody’s stomach, and you all get to join in!” she continued. “Isn’t that the coolest thing ever!?”

The group came to a stop about six inches away from /d/emona’s face. “Is that why she ate our sleeping bags?” /jp/ asked.

“No, he ate them because his stomach’s gonna be warm,” Deelette explained, running over to /d/emona. “Open your mouth! Let’s see what’s inside!” she called out.

/d/emona nodded and opened her mouth, revealing the path taken by the sleeping bags a few minutes earlier. Deelette gestured for the other girls to come closer as she kneeled down to get a better look. It looked so wet and pink inside of /d/emona’s mouth. A few strands of saliva were strung between the rows of pearly white teeth. Each row had two long, pointy fangs, not sharp enough to harm the girls. Resting at the bottom of the mouth was a pointed and wet tongue, which led all the way to her throat, where an unusually large, bulbous uvula swung due to /d/emona’s previous breath. The back of the throat, however, was most intriguing. Nothing was obstructing it, and because of the way /d/emona was lying, the girls could see a few inches down her ominously dark oesophagus.

While Deelette looked down the oddly inviting passageway with interest, the other girls had a few questions.

“U-uh, /d/emona?” [s4s] asked.

“Aaaah?”

“We’re not gonna…um, go out the...”

/d/emona closed her mouth, surprising Deelette. “Oh, no, no, no! When it’s time to go, I’ll cough you out,” she clarified.

“What about the food and the movies and the games and stuff?” /c/ asked.

“When you’re all settled in and…wait, first, are you all okay with this?” /d/emona asked.

“I am! Deelette’s right, this is gonna be cool!” [s4s] said.

“Well, it’s probably no different than my room...dark and all,” /jp/ muttered.

“Of course I’m okay with it, you’re doing it for us,” /c/ agreed.

“Great!” /d/emona said, smiling. “Anyway, everything will be shrunk so that you can use them. I’ve got handheld consoles so that you can play your games, and I’ll swallow a portable DVD player so that you can watch your movies.”

[s4s], /c/ and /jp/ looked at each other and nodded. “Okay, let’s go into the /d/emona!” [s4s] declared.

“Me first!” Deelette said.

/d/emona obliged, unwilling to prolong Deelette’s wait, and opened her mouth again. The rest of the girls watched as Deelette got onto her hands and knees and inched closer to the wide open maw. Using her hand to cast a string of saliva away from her, Deelette pushed herself onto the demoness’s spongy, wet tongue. Like the other girls, she was half as big as they were before, so her body filled /d/emona’s mouth easily. The girl paused to balance herself on the unpredictable surface before dragging herself to the back of /d/emona’s throat.

As Deelette started to inch her way into the tight, squishy oesophagus, the other girls ran around and watched the demoness’s neck. Soon, a bumpy, struggling bulge became apparent there, jostling around as it forced its way down. Because of Deelette’s size, every swallow by /d/emona only pulled her an inch or two closer to her stomach, which was still packed with sleeping bags.

“What’s it like in there?” /c/ yelled.

A muffled, ecstatic cry came from the bulge. “You gotta do this! It’s so cool!” Deelette yelled. “I can hear so much stuff!”

“I’m next!” came a cry, just as Deelette became muffled underneath /d/emona’s ribs and breasts.

Before any of the other girls could react, [s4s] ran to /d/emona’s mouth and took a mighty dive inside, landing with a splat on the wet, warm tongue. Though her dress was soaked with spit, she hardly cared as she launched herself forward again, staring into the deep, dark throat with glee, and gave /d/emona’s large uvula a big hug. As she let it go, she pushed off of /d/emona’s tongue, feeling her throat muscles latch onto her shoulders.

[s4s] felt her legs being hugged as she heard /d/emona’s wet, meaty swallows echo around her. /c/ had grabbed onto the girl’s legs, while /jp/ held onto /c/’s waist, forming a long line. /d/emona gulped again, using her tongue to gently pull the girls inside until only /jp/’s legs stuck out through her lips. /c/ felt /d/emona’s uvula resting on her back as another swallow took her into the slimy, wet throat, which held on to [s4s] tightly.

[s4s] heard the drumming of /d/emona’s heartbeat as she squeezed through the opening of /d/emona’s stomach, where Deelette was snuggling into her sleeping bag.

/d/emona carefully stood up and lifted her head back. With her tongue aiding /jp/, she gave a mighty swallow and felt the last girl sliding down her throat. Gently massaging /jp/’s legs down her throat using her fingers, she exhaled and rested a hand on her stomach, which was now bloated out significantly. Little kicks and bumps came from the inside of her stomach as the girls sorted themselves out into their sleeping bags. /d/emona could hear their voices inside her stomach, although she couldn’t tell which was which.

“That was the coolest thing I’ve ever done!”

“It’s kinda dark in here.”

“It’s so warm and squishy!”

“I can hear her breathing, cool!”

“Wew lad! I’m all wet and slimy!”

/d/emona burped a couple of times as she felt the girls moving around inside, feeling the stomach walls and listening for her heartbeat and her breathing. “Mmmmmhm, are you girls hungry?” she asked.

“Yeah!”

“All right, I’ll send down a box of cookies and a couple of PSP’s, you play nice in there, girls,” /d/emona said, gently carrying her gut to the dining room and focusing on a box of chocolate-chip cookies.

“This place is the best!”

“I know! Her tummy makes fun noises!”

As she finished shrinking the box and sent the box of cookies down to her stomach, she smiled. She was in for a fun night. Keeping a few kids in her stomach wasn’t so awkward after all. Maybe a quiet movie would keep her busy...