Micro Escape

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Around you, the brightly colored ground stretches in all directions. A door to the south catches your attention, but is shut with no clear way to get out. Even the idea of crawling under it seems out of the question despite your size. Yet how could you possibly think of opening something so clearly beyond your size and strength? Perhaps moving a mountain would truly be an easier task. To the north is the bed you saw. Looking again with a clearer head, you can see a shadow shifting around on top. Sitting up on the bed is a figure with long golden hair cascading down her body like a waterfall. Pink pajamas hide her modesty and seem to have a heart pattern matching the bedding, explaining how easy it was to overlook her a moment ago. Could you trust someone so impossibly big compared to you? Her assistance would be great, yet a clear image flashes in your head, the idea of how powerless you would be the moment she sees you. There would be no escape if she decided to crush you like a bug, your life so easily ended at a whim just because you thought she could help. It sends a cold chill down your lightly clothed body, a risk you definitely should avoid gambling your life on. To the east is another massive wooden door, but one adorned with decorations and carvings. Floral designs are engrained along its wood as it is more clearly a closet door. As you observe it from here, the door is slightly ajar, an avenue into which you can enter and explore. Darkness crept beyond its frame, the unknown enticing any who gazed into it. Westward is the wooden desk with a computer case under it. The white desktop sits along the floor with an array of thick cables connected behind it. The ones running upward connect to the monitor and accessories on the desk. Beside the chair in the center, a few rows of wooden drawers can be seen, with the trash bin further to the left of those. Any safety you feel at the moment is only fleeting enough to provide you with enough time to make a choice. Safety being your first concern, escape would be your answer. Yet how can you possibly escape this girl's room? [[Go To The Bed->Sarah_Bed_Intro]] [[Go To The Closet->Sarah_Closet_Enter]] Go To The Desk (Not Implimented)

As you approach the closet, vibrations hit you from a distance, your ears registering a near-booming voice. Fear circulates through your blood as you crank your vision towards the source. Fortune favors you as you recognize a device near her ear, the voice you can't make out directed towards the person on the other end of the call. Relief washes over you like a wave, the tension in your body unwinding as you face the closet once more. The darkness feels a little less imposing now that it is closer. It still shrouds what is inside, but the lack of any movement combined with the still silence assures you that there are no threats at least. But at this size, dangers come in many forms. The unknown will always invade your imagination, forcing you to think of the worst-case scenarios, but being paralyzed with fear is the same as giving up. All you need to do now is step inside, and commit to your goal of escaping. There is still time to chose another path, but time is your only resource and is the one you can't afford to waste. [[Sneak Into The Closet->Inside_Sarah_Closet]] [[Return Back To The Center->Sarah_Room_Center]]

<s>Nothing here yet</s> [[Go Back->Sarah_Room_Center]]

Slowly, you take a few steps to begin approaching the bed. The figure lying under the covers hasn't noticed you yet as she seems to be distracted by her phone. Her fingers tap the screen casually as she wears a bored expression mixed with a hint of drowsiness. You can still turn back if this seems like a bad idea. You aren't sure if you want to get her attention, but this might also be an opportunity to find a place to hide. Under her bed is total darkness, with only a hint of a few boxes of various sizes. One box seems to be open on its side, but you can't make out what the contents are without getting closer. The blanket reaches the floor in some areas, providing a way for you to climb up onto the bed itself. To the side is a nightstand with a couple of drawers. They are closed shut, and it doesn't look possible to open yourself. On top is a lamp, almost like one you might expect to find in a hotel room. If the dust on it is anything to go by, you can assume it goes unused and is more for decoration. Right before you make your decision, her phone suddenly vibrates, ringing so loudly that it almost hurts your tiny ears. She answers it after reading the name displayed, greeting the caller in a surprisingly casual manner. "Max? You're calling pretty early. Or did you stay up late again?" [[Go Back->Sarah_Room_Center]] [[Sneak Under The Bed->Sarah_Bed_Sneak_Under_Intro]] Climb Up The Bed (Not Implimented)

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As you step into the unknown, the darkness begins to fade ever so slightly. Objects begin to appear in the previously empty space, fear of the unknown slipping away once it is replaced with the known. You can still feel a chill in your exposed skin, either from the colder air or the idea of what might still lurk in the unexplored darkness. The distant booming of the girl's voice is left behind as it's replaced with a barely felt vibration instead. Looking around, clothes pile up high and hang from hooks far above your miniscule reach. In fact, clothing appears to be the only thing you can see all around you, the closet not being used for any sort of storage otherwise. If there is a way out through here, the only thing you could think of would be to try and hide in some clothes she might change into. On the hard ground was a pair of sneakers not too far from you, and had a somewhat battered appearance, suggesting constant rough use. You can't help but imagine how easily you could be crushed under them, like any other bug your size. But you can't afford to dwell on every common danger you face like this. Shifting your nervous focus away from the running shoes and looking around for things you could climb, a lone string can barely be seen, reflecting what little light seeped in from behind you. Chasing its path upward, you can see that it belongs to a hoodie, a strand that has come loose and hasn't been cut off yet. The faded coloring of its fabric suggest frequent use outside, no doubt forming the running set this girl seemed to have prepared. As you consider climbing it and how dangerous it could be if you fell from a high height, you notice a rather soft-looking stack of cloth resting on a raised platform to the side. They span various colors, almost like a rainbow but staying within a range of pink, white and black colors. They look far softer than anything else here, and almost call on you to take a break, to rest in their folds as a bed for your weary, fragile body. <<linkreplace "Continue">>\ <<audio "foot" play>>\ Right when you try to relax and think about your options for escaping or resting, you suddenly notice something. Rather, you noticed the lack of something that was there before. The vibrations of the distant talking were gone, and as soon as you realized that fact, you could feel them replaced with a strong quake under your feet. It repeated after a second, then another, as you hurriedly put together that it was coming from her footsteps, ones that continued to get stronger with each second. [[Hide By The Sneakers->Top_Of_Sarah_Shoes]] [[Climb Up The String->Climb_Sarah_String]] [[Move Towards The Cloth->Climb_Sarah_Panties]] <</linkreplace>>

<<audio "foot" stop>>\ With little time to choose, the closest option is what you run to. The worn sneakers have a heavy aura to them, a heat reminiscent of their use. Despite expecting a stench, you instead take in a pleasant floral scent coming from inside. The thick shoestrings sprawled out onto the floor, offering a heavy rope to climb up it. You find your body already climbing it as if by instinct, perhaps the fear of being found drives you to achieve your goals faster than you can even think about what to do next. The heavy footfalls have stopped right as you reach the top, as the pleasant, scented darkness lingers below you. Will you [[Jump Inside->Jump_Inside_Sarah_Shoe]] or [[Jump Off->Jump_Off_Sarah_Shoe]]?

<<audio "foot" stop>>\ Before you can process the risks and rewards of your choice, your hands are already gripping the string, pulling yourself up as the thunderous footfalls stop right outside the closet door. You know this is risky, that she could easily see you if she looks down properly. The only advantage on your side would be that you are still low to the ground, and might reach the sweater before she notices. Reassuring yourself that the floor would be the most dangerous place to be around someone so big, your heart skips a beat as the closet door handle sounds like it is being gripped, the door a moment away from being pulled open all the way, light shining onto your situation and revealing yourself like an exposing ray from heaven. The sweater doesn't seem so far, as it becomes clear that even with your confused and foggy mind, your body had naturally been working desperately to pull you up quickly. Just one last burst, and you can make it to the pocket on the front of the sweater. Hidden from her view instead of being exposed. Yet a stray thought at the last moment crossed your mind. Out of all the situations you could be discovered, or risk being near someone so massive...could this be your chance? A situation where you don't risk being killed so easily, but one where you are still utterly at her mercy. The choice weighs on your mind: the deadly risk of letting yourself be discovered in a potentially safe way, or to continue hiding from the unknown, the unpredictable. [[Climb Into The Pocket->Inside_Sarah_Pocket]] [[Risk Waiting->Wait_Sarah_String]]

<<audio "foot" stop>>\ Making a split decision with every second counting, your body is already climbing up the delicate and soft fabrics as the sound of heavy footsteps suddenly stops right outside the door behind you. On top of the pile, you can see a band you could use to hide, sneaking into the fabric before being seen. But now that you are here, it's clear what these are: a stack of her panties nice and folded. Your time to act is now, consequences be damned. [[Hide Inside->Hide_Inside_Sarah_Panties]] [[Jump Off->Jump_Off_Sarah_Panties]]

<<audio "closet" play>>\ As soon as you commit yourself to your choice, to hide before you can be caught, your heart skipped a beat as the sound of the closet door opening vibrates through your tiny body. The light begins to tickle your skin, the cool air rushing past you feels as though it chills your skin as if you're now undressed and exposed. The pocket is right in front of you, like a cave that you only need to take a step into to disappear beyond sight. With a prayer in your heart, you pull yourself into the soft, comforting depths. If luck truly is on your side, the temporary moment you were exposed may not have been enough for her to have noticed. Heart pounding in your chest, you anticipate a hand suddenly coming in to grab you, but are left relieved as the seconds tick by uneventfully. The only thing that reaches you is the gentle noise of cloth rustling, of fabrics loosening and sliding off. It doesn't take a strong imagination to understand that those cute, heart-patterned pajamas are being removed, her feminine body no doubt on display to anyone who shouldn't be looking. At this angle, a small peek outside would give you a view on par with heaven, perhaps taunting you to do something you know would be foolish. Is such a sight worth the risk? She's distracted while changing, and you soon hear her clear, cute voice as she gripes to herself in false anoniminity. "Calling me over again, and being so demanding. She seriously needs to learn to handle these things herself. Damn hornball dragging me in every time..." Peek Outside (Not Implimented) [[Wait Here->Wait_Inside_Sarah_Pocket]]

<<audio "closet" play>>\ The creaking of the door rings out in the vast space around you. Darkness thins out as light floods in, but is then replaced by a new darkness in the form of a shadow. Looking back, the light is almost illuminating her from behind, her front half almost looking like a silhouette instead of a real person. She's massive, somehow even bigger than you were expecting. Her pajamas with the spiraling heart pattern feel at odds with the dark feeling you get in your stomach just from looking at her like this. Something in you is telling you that this was the wrong choice, that the girl appearing behind you might be one of the worst you could meet. Yet another feeling inside you is yelling that it isn't over yet, that there are still options to recover, even as her cold blue eyes begin to lock onto you. Was it an instinct that was paralyzing you with fear? The sense of prey when discovered by a predator? Perhaps it was the expression she wore as it shifted into a greedy smirk. Around you, the empty air felt tense enough to cut with a knife, her hand already moving towards you with purpose. In the span of a few heart beats since the door opened, you were pinched between her forefinger and thumb as she stole you away from the thread. You feel yourself lifted towards her chest, closer to her face so she can see you properly. Her smirk hasn't left at all, and her eyes tell a story of her imagination, as if playing out in her head what she will do with you. Her chest moves slowly in time with her breathing, but speeds up as she becomes more excited. [["''Please Help Me!''"->Sarah_Dialog_Bug_Progress]] [["''Please Spare Me!''"->Sarah_Dialog_Pet_Progress]] [[Remain Silent->Sarah_Dialog_Toy_Progress]] [["Let Me Go!"->Sarah_Dialog_Pest_Progress]]

<<audio "undress" play>>\ The temptations are just too strong. Besides, isn't this the perfect chance? It's dangerous enough trying to get close to someone so big, let alone being able to see them in such an intimate state of undress. Your life is always full of danger anyway, so why not enjoy it while you can? Your heart was racing faster again as you approached the exit, not out of fear this time, but out of anticipation at getting to see such a wonderful sight. She begins to come into vision, as you can see she had already taken off her pajama top, not even wearing a bra as her perk breasts were on full display, and not too far from you either. As your eyes wandered lower, you could see she still had her plain white panties on, the fabric was a little thin, revealing what you could almost certain think would be the outline of her slit underneath. Not only that, but her fingers were already on the band of her panties, the fabric being pulled lower as you looked just in time to get a front row seat to the best part. The fabric slid down her beautiful legs, and as she took them off, her legs spread just enough to see her bare slit almost right in front of you. You wondered if she shaved it, or if she just didn't have any luck growing any hair down there, but you didn't doubt the cuteness it added to her body, the sort of frilly young girl asthetic she had going for her. But as soon as you burned the image into your mind, no sooner did you feel something, a force on both sides of you, fingers...lifting you up from the pocket, and soon right up to her face. She caught you...in every sense of the word. [[Continue->GrabbedPeek]]

<<audio "undress" play>>\ Carefully, you temper your thoughts and try to block your ears from the sounds outside, avoiding temptation and stilling your mind. A few seconds pass as the vibrating sounds suggest she is finished, until your entire world is suddenly lunged in her direction. In your mind, a picture was painted, one of her pulling this sweater off the hanger. Your hands dig into the fabric as if by instinct, holding desperately to the threads as the forces shift direction. It's like fighting a wave, a massive pressure that feels like your body can't do anything except surrender to the overwhelming forces. Thankfully, it settles down after she's put it on, replaced with small movements as she finishes changing. Loud footfalls ring out again as you slowly loosen your tense grip and exhale the breath you didn't realize you were holding in. Gravity changes a bit as what little you can see outside the pocket indicates she is bending over near her desk. Some plastic sounds are heard scuffling against the desk as she moves them to other pockets, but thankfully not the sweater pocket itself. Once she's finished, you feel and hear each step she takes. The chilling sound of her creaky door being opened was intimidating, before settling into a feeling of relief that you are now outside her room. The plan may have been risky, but you can pat yourself on the back for a successful escape from her room. But you can't help but wonder if you went from the frying pan right into the fire. All it took was a single hand reaching in, and your story could be over. Peering out towards the dim light outside the pocket, you try to wipe the nervous sweat you had as the choice of what to do next lingers in your mind. [[Stay Inside->Stay_Inside_Sarah_Pocket]] [[Try To Escape->Escape_Sarah_Pocket]]

Almost naturally, your body relaxes as you let the movements sway you gently. The image of what would happen if you escaped right now felt crystal clear in your head. Your grip failing as you fall to your death, or just managing to get crushed underfoot simply as she walked. The thought sends a cold rush of blood through you, threatening to return your sweat you just wiped away. You take a deep breath once more, trying to shut all those troubling thoughts out for good, looking around you instead as a way to distract yourself. Yet it was exactly what you saw next that made you freeze in fear, the massive fingers slipping into the pocket. It took no time at all for them to engulf the entire space, brushing against your micro body as they suddenly jolt away. The footsteps came to a sudden stop, jostling you against the soft pocket as a near-deafening gasp rang out. To yourself it was impossible to miss, but to anyone else her size it would have been near inaudible. A short silence followed, your heart beating exactly five times before you saw the fingers come back and snake around you. There was no hesitation as it kidnapped you to the outside with a tight grip. [[Continue->Grabbed_From_Sarah_Pocket]]

As you climb up the sweater pocket, your field of view opens up. She had walked down a hallway, and was now proceeding down a set of stairs. A part of you expected the air to feel different this high up, as if it should be colder or thinner. But such was your perception at this size, where a single girl could feel like you had climbed an entire building. Exhaling once more, you carefully gripped the threads of the fabric as you climbed down. It was a little rough with each step she took, but it was clear you had to get off safely before she went for her jog. Once you crawl down past her sweater, you continue down her sweatpants before carefully studying when to make the jump off her completely. As soon as her foot connected once more with the floor, you hurled yourself off her lower leg, pushing against her with everything you had and praying this wasn't high enough to seriously hurt you. Your tiny body collides with the polished wooden floor as a grunt escaped your lips, but the pain faded quickly as it turned out to not even bruise. Perhaps being so small gave you advantages like this after all. As the heavy sounds of her walking fade, you can hear the front door open as an even brighter light spilled in before she shuts it out completely once more. The lights in the house are still on, indicating others are still around, but you finally escaped your first hurtle. Despite how massive a single girl's room was, the world ahead continues to feel more impossibly large than you could have imagined. <<linkreplace "Contine">>\ (To Be Continued) <</linkreplace>>

The air rushes by you as you are lifted from the pocket up towards her chest. Cold icey blue eyes stare down at you accompanied by a blank expression. It's as if you are being judged by your very existence, in a court where the laws were unknown. You lock eyes with her for a moment, fear and panic, painting your face to the point that even she can recognize it. Finally, her lips broke the tension with an ever-so-increasing smile. Going beyond pleasant and twisting into a smirk as she lifts you higher towards her face, her presence even stronger than it already was. Those soft, giant lips finally part for the first time she ever talks to you directly. "A micro huh~? Or maybe I should just call you a bug like you are~? I can't believe you were hiding in my clothes though, damn pervert." Each word pushes a gust of air from her mouth as it rolls over your body. It's warm, humid, and, for some reason, a little tantalizing. With just a few words, you are almost overwhelmed by both her attitude towards you, and the very action of speaking itself. Your body tries to straighten up, hoping you can still somehow recover from this with dialog. But anything you were thinking of saying is lost as you see her cute, pink tongue slip out and wet her lips. Such a simple action reminds you of your position, and of what she can do to you. "Unfortunately, I don't have time to play with you and I get the feeling you will escape if I try to save you for later so...I'll just enjoy a little treat instead~" The words came out as if it was the most natural thing in the world. As if a judge had just nonchalantly sentenced you to your own immediate execution. Fear pumped through your body as you tried to squirm in her grip, just to be cruely reminded that you have no power in this situation. Her smirk remains as her lips part again, not to say anything but to show you a glimpse into the dark abyss beyond them. A pink and wet cave of flesh that ends by swallowing light itself as the darkness will hide all actions. Her fingers move to reposition her grip on you, pinching you between her fingers as she brings you to her outstretched tongue. Her presense is so strong that you can't even think of what to say, how to beg for mercy, or even how to possibly resist. Your body is dropped onto the wet muscle, the sensations overwhelming your body as it becomes clear that this is about to be reality. By the time you finally snap out of your trance to try and take any action, her lips close, a soft clank of her teeth hitting together as she snaps her mouth shut. [[Continue->Inside_Sarah_Mouth_Ending]]

The world is dark, only slightly visible with what little light you have available. The tongue under your body begins to twitch, rolling you around on it slightly as the saliva coats your body. She's tasting you, as if you were just a small candy to pleasure her taste buds. She keeps you in the center before the space gets tight, the roof of her mouth colliding with you as a strong suction force tries to rip you away. A strong vibration from the tongue runs over your body, the combination of events slowly painting an image in your head from the outside. She's sucking on you, getting your flavor out as she hums in satisfaction. To everyone else, she was probably enjoying a little candy before heading out for a jog, a small sweet meant only for temporary pleasure. You try to keep your eyes open despite the saliva building around you. Her tongue blocks most of your vision, followed by her teeth beyond what you can see. Any attempts to move are shut down by an increase in the pressure holding you in place, your body easily sliding along the slick tongue as she keeps you right where she wants you at all times. Worst of all, the warmth, the wetness, the overpowered sensation of feeling helpless all seem to excite you for some reason. As if your body is being forced to enjoy this, despite knowing the twisted conclusion to come. A loud rhythmic pounding is approaching. A slow thumping that sends stronger and stronger vibrations through your tiny frame. It clicks in your head that it's her heartbeat, strengthening in both pace and effect as if it is approaching you. It only took a single glance back to realize why, the abyss in her throat was now right behind you. She slowly slid you back without you even realizing it, her tongue starting to rise and form a ramp. Any begging you might try is washed away by the sounds of her pleasured humming and her heartbeat. It's beating so fast despite you being so sure she has stopped walking, as the notion hits you that she is getting excited by what she is doing to you. Her satisfied hums now sounding closer to moans, speaking to a forbidden feeling of arousal and excitement she was receiving. Finally, it all drowned away as a sudden, quaking sound rang through your entire body accompanied by a strong grip forcing your body downward. [[Continue->Swallowed_By_Sarah_Ending]]

<<audio "gulp" play>> In the warm darkness of her throat, your blood runs cold at the deafening sound you felt from her swallowing you down. Her throat muscles work to grip you and pull you down into her depths as if anticipating your attempts to resist. It was tight, but not enough to crush. Her heartbeat felt as if it was right next to you, as you could imagine what little lump you made slide past her collarbone. The fleshy shaft felt as if it opened a path just for you, and as you passed through you felt something rush from something else nearby. A strong force on the other side of the wall traveled up and came out in the form of a satisfied sigh escaping her lips. Reality sinks in once again to remind you of where you are, and how her body is treating you. Time feels as if it's at a standstill until an opening appears below you, slowly depositing you into a more spacious area. Darkness remains all around you, with no hope of light anywhere to be gleaned. You are far removed from the world now, away from prying eyes as you consider for a moment if this could all be a bad dream. But no matter how hard you try, the comforting darkness and warm surroundings can't convince you that this is a dream, that you might have a chance to wake up. She truly ate you, a person, though she didn't see you as such. Your life is now in the stomach of a giant girl who seems to have enjoyed deciding your fate as her snack. Everything begins to shift as you are rocked back and forth along a pattern. The sound of her exhaling and inhaling was slowly ramping up, her body in a constant state of movement from one direction to the other. This continues for a time, her heart rate speeding up as you fail to grip anything and can only let yourself be tossed around inside her stomach. By the time it does come to a stop, you aren't even sure how much time has passed. Everything just suddenly slowed down gradually; her speed, her movements, her heart...until it was dropping back to normal levels. [[Continue->Swallowed_By_Sarah_Ending2]]

Carefully, you burrow your way into the opening you found as you try to still your body and lay down as flat as you can to avoid being noticeable. What was your plan exactly? Did you just give in to your carnal desires or was this truly the safest option? Maybe you simply enjoyed the risk, though nobody would ever truly know besides yourself. A rustling sound like cloth being pulled off iss heard through the thin fabric of the panties. You almost want to peek outside, to see just how impressive her body can be, but hold back thanks to the promise this spot will bring you soon. A moment after the sounds stop, your world turns as the panties were casually picked up and opened. Your eyes stared directly heavensward, her body on full display as it was more tempting than you could have imagined. Blood rushes through your tiny form as your heart rate begins to rise. The sight of her foot coming down was worrying until it passed you and slipped through the hole next to you. On the other side of you, the same thing repeated, confirming you were right where you wanted to be as the panties lifted up towards her beautiful crotch. [[Continue->Inside_Sarah_Panties_Intro]]

A rising heat rushes to your face as you properly understand what you are standing on. The idea of trying to hide in it was too much to bare as you opted to jump down. Thankfully, the landing was easy and didn't hurt, but you didn't have long to think about why as light spilled into the closet. For a moment you are frozen in fear, unable to move as the girl's massive figure is so close now, distant mumbles under her breath, reaching you like far-off explosions. The cute pajamas she is wearing are soon coming off one piece at a time. Her body looked wonderful even though you knew this was both the wrong time and place to be staring. She was fully undressing and tossing it all into a clothes bin nearby. Her slit, while far away, had a strange temptation to it despite all the warnings going off in your head. You can just barely make out what may be a small heart shape she shaved right above it. But when she suddenly reaches down right towards you, it feels as if it was all about to end right then and there. Instead of her fingers snaking around your tiny frame though, she instead grabbed from the top of the stack, not even looking as she got everything else ready. If you had hidden in those, you would be...right there, where you can see her sliding them up and fitting them snugly against that tempting slit. It's tempting to imagine the heat, the warmth, and the intoxicating scent you would have felt if you were there right now. But the choice is too late, and you understand that you need to escape before she sees you. Your eyes focus on the light outside, understanding that staying here would be bad even if she doesn't catch you. You begin to rush for it, your tiny legs trying to carry you towards the light as the wide open space felt like a long stretch of land. While focusing on the light, however, you fail to notice the looming shadow as it grows around you. <<linkreplace "Continue">>\ Looking up right as it was too late, her bare foot was coming down right on top of your location as she shifted her standing position. Your body is soon pinned under the soft flesh, stuck between it and the hard wood floor as you consider if it's even possible to survive this. As it turns out, it does seem possible as you remain trapped under a heavy, but tolerable weight. But that only lasts for a moment as she shifts again. This time, her other foot lifts so she can put her sock on, shifting her full weight on to your position as the feeling of your body giving in can be felt. It happened quickly, and only giving you enough time to register you were being crushed before it happened. Your body turned into a bloody smear on her floor as the girl would wear an annoyed look when she discovered it after trying to put on her other sock. [[Return To Last Choice->Climb_Sarah_Panties]] [[Return To Start->Sarah_Room_Center]] <</linkreplace>>

The ride up was rather intense, the sudden shift in space causing you to experience a strong resistance to your tiny body. The panties fit snugly around her waist, your tiny body pressed right up against the middle of her intoxicating slit as you tried to shake off the nausea from a moment ago. Her slit was bare, or so you thought, until you noticed the small heart she had shaved right above her slit. The soft fabric delicately holds you in place as the auroma threatens to drown out all other thoughts from your mind. You let out a small, heated wave of breath against the even hotter folds you were pressed against. A warm, wet feeling was beginning to coat your body as you considered if you were the cause of if her excitement was from something else. It wouldn't matter, however, as her cute voice traveled from far outside and down through the think fabric you were trapped in. "Huh? What is...that feeling...?" She said to herself, the panties shifting roughly as she tried to adjust the feeling away. Moving along with them might get you snugged into a favorable enough spot to not be detected. Move With The Flow (Not Implimented) [[Crawl Into Her Slit->Inside_Sarah_Folds]]

Either due to your own lust, or from a twisted sense that this was the safer route to escape her, you carefully crawl into her as your senses are overwhelmed. It was hot, stuffy, wet and slick as you tried to focus. You took in heavy breathes for any air you could find, your mind assaulted by the swarm of intoxicating feelings. Being so small compared to one girl has a stronger effect than you predicted. It was clear that this space was never designed for you, that you were forcing yourself into a location with a different function than one that cared if you survived. Despite the drunk feeling, it doesn't feel like you will pass out so easily. Your body feels heavier as the walls secrete lewd fluids, sticking to you and weighing you down. Your attempts to get a grip on the fleshy surroundings are difficult thanks to how slick they are, but you seem able to move if you put in a lot of effort to do so. The entire experience threatens to flood your mind and senses to the point you can't think. A muffled moan vibrates from outside, confirming that she is very aware of where you are. The walls tighten in response, squeezing your body before slowly loosening up again. You had felt some movement on her part, but suddenly gravity shifts. The walls loosenen a little more but also pulse in response to something behind you. Looking back in the slick darkness, you notice a movement. Something big wiggled into the tunnel, as if it was a worm. The outline became clear, the shape has joints in areas and the tip exposing a shiny surface, a fingernail. Her finger continues to dig its way towards you, unmistakable in its goal. [[Escape Deeper->Escape_Sarah_Finger_Womb]] [[Let Her Reach You->Pinned_Inside_Sarah]]

With your life on the line, you can imagine how badly this will go if she catches you. Inch by inch, you pull yourself along the slippery walls as you crawl away from the finger invading her love tunnel. It feels like it's closing in, but as you continue deeper your exit closes off. In front of you is her cervix, the entrance to her womb. It's so hard to breathe already, do you dare risk crawling into her further? You don't have any idea if you can get out. Her finger seems to be slowing as it tries to catch you, possibly giving up the chase. Your heart races faster as your mind decides which risk to take. [[Wait Here->Stay_Inside_Sarah_Pussy]] [[Crawl Inside->Womb]].

You hold still as it approaches you. It was almost like a massive wild animal, difficult to believe that it was connected to a girl. The finger presses against you, grinding you into the wall as it secures you in place. The wall shifts up as you slide along it and are soon stuck to the wet finger as it pulls you out of her pussy. Her room is back in vision, her cute bed below you as you see her body laying down on the bed. She's still mostly dressed, with her sweatpants and panties pulled down halfway as she brings her finger up to her face. Her cheeks are flushed pink, her breathing heavy as it washes over you. Her cold blue eyes feel like they are staring into your soul. She wore a mixed expression, hints of frustration blending with guilty pleasure. "Getting me all worked up like that. I really don't have time for this, but..." Her eyes look towards a clock as she considers something. "...Fine, I'll just do it quick..." She continued as an ominous feeling sank in at the way she said it. Before you can even get a word out, as if she didn't even consider the fact you could speak, she moves you back down towards her slit again. The shaved heart greets you for a moment before you are pressed right against her swelling clit. [[Continue->Crushed_Against_Sarah_Clit]].

The danger of the situation becomes clear as she begins to press you more and more into her sensitive nub, rocking you back and forth as it paints a clear picture that she's not going to hold back. She doesn't care what happens to you, or rather, she knows what will happen and is getting even wetter as a result. The heat and scent hit you again, her pace picking up as she pressed you harder and harder in her ruthless masturbation. Any cries for mercy would only come out as muffled vibrations stimulating her more as she wasted no time on her goal. The bones in your body began to creak as your time drew near. Preassure increases, as she stops holding back, abandoning any sense of trying not to break you right away as she lets out a loud moan. Her finger is drilling into her clit as if you weren't even there, shifting every direction before you begin to feel her reaching her peak. She suddenly presses hard, your body crushing under the weight as she feels you pop right against her clit as she climaxes. A lewd moan escapes her lips right after, her hand falling limp as the mix of your blood and her love fluid dribbled onto the bed. She took some deep breaths before relaxing again. "Fuck, that was amazing. I better wash these sheets on my way out before the blood stains them." [[Return To Last Choice->Inside_Sarah_Folds]] [[Return To Start->Sarah_Room_Center]]

This is the last stretch. You know your tiny body can't possibly survive any risk by staying here. You carefully try to pry open her cervix with your hands, slipping a couple of times from how drenched you are. Your head is spinning, the intoxicating juices making it harder to think by the second. But sure enough, you manage to worm your way inside, exiting the dark tunnel into a complete pitch black darkness inside her womb. Carefully feeling around, you get a sense of where you are, and where you can relax even as gravity shifts once more, her movements trying to throw you around. Exhaustion washes over you as you realize what a long day it has been. This area might be safe for now, even if you suspect she will try to get you out later. You find your eyes getting heavy as the relative safety of the space allows you to nod off even as you feel her body continue on with her plans for the day. To Be Continued... [[Return To Start->Sarah_Room_Center]]

Carefully, you snuggle yourself into place, the finger thrashing around but otherwise not getting closer to you. Your drenched body tries to watch as the finger moves back, scraping along the walls in a rythm. She actually gave up on you, and is now losing herself to the throes of pleasure. A vibrating moan ripples through her tunnel from the outside. The walls begin to clamp down around your body, even with you this close to the cervix. They give you a massage as the love fluids thoroughly drench you. It feels as though you are being slid around her insides for a moment, but the pressure soon increases to keep you in place. No, not just in place, but getting tighter by the second. You can hear her heavy breathing and rapid movements, the walls getting tighter all around you, the situation turning dire as you suddenly wonder if this will be too much for your body. Your fears turn out to be true as the tightness increases, your bones beginning to creak before it all ends. Outside, the girl feels your body give in, crushing into nothing right as she reaches her zenith, a shrill moan being let out as she climaxes to what she did to you. A smirk creeps up on her face as she relaxes, her lewd juices spilling out onto the bed, tinted red from the small amount of blood mixed with it as your life ends as a stain on her sheets. [[Return To Last Choice->Escape_Sarah_Finger_Womb]] [[Return To Start->Sarah_Room_Center]]

You honestly don't know if this is the best idea, given the clear dangers it will have, but you tell yourself that you need to take risks if you want a chance to escape this situation. Carefully, you jump from the top of the shoe and into the depths of floral-scented darkness below. Hitting the ground with a light tumble, the padding thankfully makes the fall a soft landing as you catch your breath and look upward. Light dances across the hole in the sky, a silhouette of a girl just barely visible. The darkness shields you from being spotted, as if you were attempting to shield your body from even the smallest traces of light. Your body is already walking backwards for you, away from the opening and towards the back where your mind tells you it should be safer. The sound of rustling fabrics can be heard echoing through the dark halls of the sneaker, as a part of you almost wishes you took a moment before jumping in so you could potentially see a fun sight. Shaking your head, you convince yourself that this was for the best as your back hits something, the end of the line. The only question remaining in your head is whether you will truly survive this. Suddenly, a quake could be felt, a sudden lurching of gravity as you braced yourself against the wall you had been backed into. She's picking her shoes up, as if a giant had just torn your very house from the ground as you tried to prevent yourself from being flung out. The light begins to be eclipsed by something else, a soft fabric that is slipping in through the opening. It's her socked foot, the shape being more than clear for its purpose, though it was too dark to properly tell the color of socks she was wearing. It encouraches into your space, stealing more and more room as it snakes towards you, before stopping just short of the edge. Thankfully for you, she had just a sliver of wiggle room for her toes, a sigh escaping your lips as you realized you had been holding your breath in anticipation. You feel your world lurching once more, as you brace yourself against the toes, taking advantage of some soft space between them. It's almost like a hammock, your body resting against a fabric that is holding you in place like a net between two sturdy forces. Your hands are able to slip into the threads relatively easily, as you secure yourself while everything begins to move. From here on, it becomes a pattern, a clear sign of when she will move and which way as she takes each step. The image of her walking outside her house comes to mind, but you know that the real challenge will be coming next, as you hope the ride won't get too rough as she starts to run. To Be Continued... [[Return To Start->Sarah_Room_Center]]

Fear grips you as you lean backwards, escaping what is surely a bad idea, or that is what you tell yourself anyway. You carefully jump off, using the shoestring to slide back down to the ground as you feel your hands heat up from the friction. You feel them burning as you reach the floor again, some rough marks left behind suggesting that you shouldn't try that again with such a rough texture. Light suddenly spills into the closet as your heart skips a beat. The shoe is thankfully concealing you from it, as your micro body is lost in the shadow it stubbornly creates. Slowly but carefully, you inch your way against the structure as you look back to see a massive figure looming overhead. Well, massive to you anyway. In reality, she appears to be well-fit, a girl that is perhaps close to 19 or 20 years old, but has a good grasp on her appearance and health. Her heart-patterned pajamas begin to loosen, her hands working to slide them off as you are rewarded with the sight of her fully naked body. Nothing is left to the imagination, her breasts blocking her face from this angle, but offering you a clear view of her delicate-looking slit far above you. Lost in the amazing view for a moment, you snap back to reality as you feel a heat in your cheeks, a rushing of blood through your veins as you get excited by having such a voyeur position. You can't help but burn this view into your mind while it lasts, as she begins to get dressed in a rather athletic-looking set of clothes. Her booming voice returns to send shockwaves through your body as she mumbles some sort of complaint under her breath that you are too far to hear. <<linkreplace "Continue">>\ Once the sound of fabrics rustling against her skin dies down, she wears the appearance of someone about to go for a jog. You stick close to the sneakers as her hand suddenly reaches towards them, grabbing them by the edge as she moves to slip them on. Your mind almost freezes when you think she spots you, but thankfully she didn't seem to notice you in the end. Thankful until you see her sneakers looming overhead, now properly being worn as they slowly descend right back towards you. Despite trying to run, to try and escape the fate you could see playing in your mind, you realize now that staying hidden right here was the worst choice after all. As the shadow of her foot grows bigger, you feel a weight suddenly pressing against you, your tiny body shaking with fear as it's forced to the ground. It doesn't stop at all, your mind flashing with the lewd memory from before as your body gives in to the weight, crushed underfoot without her even noticing, until she spots an annoying bloodstain on her floor later that evening. [[Return To Last Choice->Top_Of_Sarah_Shoes]] [[Return To Start->Sarah_Room_Center]] <</linkreplace>>

By WoWoW on Eka's

You feel a sharp pain in your head as you sit up, noticing the thick lavender fibers under you like you are standing on a fake field of bright grass. Your vision swims upward, blurred darkness surrounding you as your eyes begin to adjust and focus on the massive structures in the distance. Large brown structures twist into various shapes until you recognize them to be common items. There is a chair, a desk, and a bed with floral patterns carved into it, topped with pink bedding in a spiraling heart pattern. This should be a normal girls' room, except it's obvious that everything is far too big in scale. The common, mundane items tower over you like distant skyscrapers, a candy wrapper left carelessly on the floor confirming your fears as you realize it's large enough to act as a makeshift bed for you. A short breeze brushes against your skin, reminding you of how little protection you have, scraps of cloth barely tied around your body as makeshift clothes for decency. A fly is heard buzzing high above, looking almost like a monster to you as you suddenly pray it doesn't plan to land anywhere near you. A sigh escapes your lips in relief as it instead heads towards the trash bin near the desk. Your heart was still racing a bit, as you tried not to think about how you wouldn't be able to do anything about a bug if it found you, let alone anything bigger. How did you get here? What should you do? A fog clouds your head as the sharp pain comes back, as you push through your questions and focus on doing something, anything. You try to relax your heart, assuring yourself that no other loud noises are nearby for the moment, though there is a light rumble in the distance. [[Continue->Sarah_Room_Center]]

As you are lifted up to her face, you feel her icey blue eyes on you as if she is staring right into your soul. You can tell from the face she's making, that she looks frustrated at best, clearly unamused with your peeking on her while she changed. Her lips shift into a frown, as you are sure you are in a bad situation now. "A tiny pervert? As if I didn't have enough reasons to hate you, you decide to peek on me too?" She shifted her hold on you, taking you into a grip as the pressure increased, like she might squeeze you until you were crushed right in her delicate hand. Despite how soft her skin was, her strength wasn't lost on you due to the differences in your sizes. She slowly loosens her grip on you however. "I don't want to get my hands dirty, and I don't want to end you too quickly either. Gotta make you pay for doing this after all." She seems to be thinking for a moment, her body still fully exposed to you even in this situation. But it was hard for you to focus like this, when your life is a single clinch away from ending. Maybe you still have a chance here, if you can find the right words. Assuming you can talk her out of putting an end to you that is. (Dialog Unfinished!) [["''I'm sorry, your body was just too tempting!''"->Angry]] [["''I didn't mean to peek, honest!''"->Unsure]] [["''Please spare me, I'll do anything! I'm sorry!''"->Anything]]

Your body feels a bit drenched, but not in the same way as before. It wasn't sweat or saliva, but a tingling feeling liquid that was almost burning. You began to panic and feel around, hoping to find a way out or to continue through her body, but only felt the fleshy confines of your prison. The burning continued to increase gradually as time passed, as you were forced to listen to her chatting to someone outside. You can make out another voice, a little rougher but still feminine. She listened as the blond-haired girl bragged about finding you, and how much she enjoyed sucking on you like candy until she swallowed you whole. She even admitted to how excited she got, how she almost wanted to just sit down and pleasure herself before coming here. She left no doubt as to what you were to her, and how she viewed you, talking as if you couldn't hear her even now. The new voice sounded jealous, wishing she got a taste and complaining about how you should have been saved for them both to share. After being reassured by your devourer that you would have escaped, she decided to drop it before leading them both someplace else. <<linkreplace "Continue">>\ After that is a flury of movements from them both. Your pathetic body was tossed around in the burning insides of her stomach as lewd sounds were forced into your ears. Moans, kisses, flirting, and outright sexual noises were all drilled into your head with brute force as you felt your body breaking away. It could have been minutes or hours as they continued, but it was the last thing you would ever hear before the pain and sounds faded away into a deeper darkness than before. [[Return To Last Choice->Wait_Inside_Sarah_Pocket]] [[Return To Start->Sarah_Room_Center]] <</linkreplace>>

<h4>NOTICE!</h4> This game is a work of fiction. All characters are adults and some content may be graphic in description. This game is for adults and contains 18+ descriptions. This game contains vore, extreme size differences, multiple types of deaths, and more. For more information, view the details section in the main menu. [[Continue->Main Menu]]

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Characters: Sarah (20/Female) Sarah Content: -Aware Oral Vore -Unaware Shoe Entrapment -Unaware Foot Crush (Sneakers/Barefoot) -Panty Entrapment -Aware Vaginal Crush (Clit/Insertion) -Aware Womb Entrapment [[Back->Main Menu]]

<<set $SarahToy += 1>>\ An uneasy silence hung in the air. Both of your eyes were locked onto one another, as if having a silent conversation without any words. Her chest continued to rise and fall as her breathing grew more rapidly. She must be having some sort of lewd thoughts, and here you were just remaining silent. What sort of message was this going to send to her? The world felt as if it had stopped for a moment. Nothing happened, just their breathing as each second ticked by. Her cold eyes were heating up with desires, her sight adjusting as if looking at something else and then back to you. Finally, she slowly opened her mouth, the smirk still plastered across her face. "Not a single word, huh? No begging, bartering, praying, or even just attempting to talk your way out of this?" She said as she looked right at you. She didn't seem bothered by your response, or rather, your lack of a response. "It's rare that a toy understands their place so well~" The word was like a knife cutting through the thick tension in the air. Your face almost paled, but you had to keep up this stoic act. Saying anything felt like it would just end badly for you. Playing along was your only option. Her grip didn't loosen one bit as she began to search for something in the closet. In a moment, she picked up an old shoebox, carefully setting it down on a shelf in the closet. She looked at you again, her eyes darting between you, the box, and her sweatshirt. She was considering something, before shaking her head. "No, bringing you there now, I'm sure you'd end up crushed between us. I'll have to experiment first." She said something that sounded dangerous, but as her hand moved you to the old shoebox, she set you down inside and wore an almost twisted smile. "Just be good and wait for me to get back. Then, we will see what you are capable of~" She almost whispered before she began to strip right in front of you. It was obvious she was always planning to change, and yet you got the feeling she was intentionally showing off her body to you. Letting you see her curves, moving her sensitive areas closer to the box as she got dressed. There was no doubt that she was working you up, perhaps to try and convince you to stay put and wait for her. Without saying another word, she left the closet door opened just a crack, letting light seep in enough to let you see. She didn't even say goodbye, or give you orders. Then again, why would she talk to a toy? [[Continue->Inside_Sarah_Box_Into]]

<<set $SarahPet += 1>>\ As the words reached her ears, her smirk appeared to almost soften a little into something a bit closer to a smile. She studies you a bit, bringing you closer to her face as her previously cold blue eyes feel warmer. Her expression gives you a more welcome feeling, though you can still see traces of what was there a moment ago. "Spare? You seem to understand your situation well. You are very much at my mercy right now, and smart enough to realize you should listen to me." She explains, taking on a more gentle tone than you expected despite the harsh reality of her words. Deep down you know that she's not truly kind or caring, but is making some sort of exception for you. She sees the mixed reaction on your face and decides to explain in more detail as she begins to look around in the closet for something. "I hope you aren't too wild just because I found you. If you behave, there won't be any issues with you being my new pet~!" The words ring clearly in your ears, you are her new pet. As you recall her face a moment ago, this certainly seems like the most gentle of her ideas. If you want to maintain such a relationship, you will have to think carefully about how you act with her later. After a moment, she finds what she was searching for: an old shoebox. She opens it and sets it on a shelf in the closet. Carefully, she sets you inside, your tiny body resting softly on some of the thin paper padding that was still inside it. She looms overhead, but doesn't feel as dangerous as she was the entire time you've looked at her until now. "I have to go handle some things, but I will be back soon. As long as you are good and don't try to escape, I can promise I'll take care of you so long as you listen to me." She said, as a matter of fact. As if it was the natural conclusion anyone would make. "You need air, and have been good so far, so I'll leave the top open. Don't try leaning out though, you might fall and hurt yourself." Without missing a beat, she turns back towards her clothes, undressing right in front of you without any reservations. Her pajamas slip off with ease, followed by her underwear. It didn't take long for her to change into new clothes, a sweatshirt and pants that made it look like she was going to go for a run. She either didn't care that you were watching, or didn't mind it, since she considered you to be her pet now. "Stay safe, I'll be right back after a while, and then we can get to know each other better~" She says as she leaves, leaving the closet door intentionally cracked open so you can get some light. [[Continue->Inside_Sarah_Box_Into]]

Sarah: Protective (Pet) Possesive (Toy) Annoyed (Bug) Anger (Pest)

<<set $SarahBug += 1>>\ Her smirk lowered as her expression shifted to one of annoyance. Her breathing returns to normal as well, but her grip on your tiny body begins to tighten. She lets out a sigh as she brings you closer to her face. Her eyes felt even larger up close, even more intimidating than when they were lost in fantasies while staring at you. "I'm not sure what I expected." She breathes the words out, the warm air washing over your fragile skin. "I guess that's the reason everyone buys them. Strays don't even know their place or their roles." She scoffs as she completely ignores your plea for help. It's clear that this woman would never help you. She looks at your disappointed reaction, letting out another sigh as she chooses her next words. "I'm going to give you a reality check. You are a bug. It doesn't matter what you think, or even the fact you can think in the first place. With how many of you there are, it's all your kind will ever be. If you want to have any chance at surviving, you need to obey me." After saying that, she begins to look around in her closet, her eyes searching for something specific. You also noticed her tongue slipping out to lick her lips, as if considering alternative ideas about what she may do with you. Thankfully, she found what she was looking for, picking up an old shoebox and setting it on a shelf on one side of the closet. "This should be too high for you to carelessly try to escape from. Now be good and wait for me to get back. If you even think of trying to escape..." Her eyes send a chill down your spine as she glared at you. You thought you had made her mad before, but it's clear that she was more annoyed than angry at you. Her hand lowers you casually into the shoebox, the only things here being thin pieces of packing from its original purpose. She moves to close the lid, leaving a section open for air. Either she was confident you would obey, or confident that you couldn't escape from the shelf your prison rested on. [[Continue->Inside_Sarah_Box_Into]]

<<set $SarahPest += 1>>\ She tightened her grip immediately, nearly crushing you before she stopped at the last second. Her smirk had dropped into a scowl, her cold eyes feeling like jagged ice threatening to impale you. Her very expression was enough to kill even without the difference in sizes taken into consideration. A heavy sigh escaped her lips that felt like it could crush you under the weight of it alone. With a frown, she spoke with a clear anger in her tone. "Do you think you can talk like that just because you weren't bred and raised? I honestly should crush you right now, but you don't deserve such a quick death..." She glanced around the closet, considering her options as she kept an iron grip on you. Your idea of being commanding seems to have backfired entirely, as you can feel the murderous intentions all around her. In no time at all, she found what she was looking for: an old shoebox. She threw it onto a shelf without a care, tossing you inside without any consideration if the drop would hurt or even kill you. For better or worse, the padding inside cushioned your fall, leaving you without harm this time. Her shadow loomed over the box like a dark beast. Without warning, she put the lid back on, sealing you in entirely and without any air holes. Panic washed through you, your body moving on its own as you pound against the walls. Maybe if you tried, you could knock it down off the ledge? But it didn't mean the lid would come off for sure. You heard her rushing a change of clothes, before the lid finally moved a bit, allowing fresh air inside once more. "Don't even think about trying that again. I don't want you dying such a dumb death like that. I guess if you just expect to die like the pest you are, you are just going to do something dangerous. Fine, I promise I won't kill you for sure...let's make it a game then. Just wait for me to get back, and we can find out if heaven or hell awaits you." With those parting words, she rushed towards the door to her room, the closet door not closing from the swing she gave it as she left in a rush. It sounds like she plans to finish her business fast so she can get back to you. [[Continue->Inside_Sarah_Box_Into]]

Silence and darkness returned as the girl left. Light barely trickles in as you are given a moment to consider your choices. The girl knows about you now, and has even formed a first impression of you. It might be difficult, but you might be able to change her opinion of you with time. You look up at the opening, calculating how likely you might be able to get out. The shoebox was on a shelf in the closet. Even if you escape the box itself, escaping the shelf would be a different matter entirely. Waiting was also an option, as she does plan to return to you. But what does your future with her hold? Even if you do escape, meeting her again will leave her with that first impression. To Be Continued... [[Return To Start->Sarah_Room_Center]]

As you carefully approach the bed, the underside appears as if it was a massive cavern to you. You can think of a few potential hiding spots in such a large structure, but ultimately hiding won't help you escape. You will need to focus on something that can help, or at the least give you a direction to continue from. The loud discussion from above begins to muffle and fade in your mind as you focus on what is here. A mountain range of boxes fill your view as the darkness begins to slowly fade, your eyes adjusting and giving you more information. Most are closed with no clear way to open them with your capabilities. One, however, is open and can be entered, but the contents remain obscured by total darkness. Nothing else here seems of use, giving you no choice but to push on. The ground shifts to cardboard as you climb into the box, carefully reaching forward to feel for anything solid. The air is still, almost suffocating because of how stale it is, reminding you that hiding in poorly ventilated areas would be a bad idea for the long term. Suddenly, you feel a jagged but smooth texture. As your hands explore to get a sense of the shape, a single word comes to mind. A switch. A rough surface to help push a toggle back and forth, activating something. You can't tell what sort of device it may be attached to, but there is a good chance this may power something on. It could do something else, but given the soft texture the device seems to be made of, it was clearly meant for a comfortable grip of some kind. If this turns out to be a flashlight, it might help illuminate the area for more answers. [[Flip The Switch->Sarah_Toy_Turn_On]] [[Give Up And Escape->Sarah_Bed_Leave_Crush]]

[[Sneak->Sarah_Sneak_Araound_Bed]] [[Approach->Sarah_Bed_Approach]]

Your hands work to push the toggle, to switch the unknown device on despite not knowing for sure what it will do. As it slides into place, a loud buzzing fills the air and sends tremors through your body. Without a doubt, it's coming from the device as it vibrates, not just from being turned on, or rather, because it was turned on. The device is clearly vibrating for its intended function. Above you, the sounds of the conversation had stopped, a voice barely audible over the vibrating buzzing so close to your tiny body. "Hold on, I'll call you right back." With those words pausing the conversation, the bed shifted and creaked with a weight that was moving on it. From the darkness under the bed, you see a waterfall of hair draped out onto the floor like a curtain, followed by the top of her head as she stares right in your direction. She's leaning over her bed, staring at you upside down as her eyes paint a grinning expression you can't see from this angle. Suddenly, a hand slips under the bed, reaching right for you and the device. You look around for an escape, but there is none to be had in the dark box, and her hand is already slipping into the box that was clearly designed to be accessible to her. Her fingers curl around your tiny body, followed by the vibrating object as you are pressed against it, your entire body shaking as both are lifted up and out from under the bed. You almost feel sick from the combination of vibrations and sudden movements carrying you quickly through space. Your eyes work to shake away the dizziness and focus on what is in front of you now. The girl in her pajamas, grasping you and the device in front of her, everyone now upright on her bed as she holds you in the air. Her fingers slip around to turn the device off, the device that is now clearly a dildo. [[Contrinue->Sarah_Toy_Stuck]]

Considering whatever it is, it might give you away, you decided to avoid it for now. You need to make choices based on what you know. Anything unknown is a risk, and you can't take these sorts of risks carelessly. The air is suddenly still as the silence becomes almost deafening. Wasting any more time here is another risk you can't afford to take. Slowly, you walk out from under the bed, carefully looking around to make sure the girl isn't already up, or about to get up. With how quiet it is now, did she perhaps go back to sleep? You don't hear anything, not even movements from the bed. The other areas of the room should prove more useful, so you begin to walk back out towards where you came from. But it only takes a second for you to notice the shadow growing under you, engulfing your form and any light around you. Above, you only have a moment to see a wall of flesh heading right for your spot, the underside of her bare foot that lazily crept out of her pajamas. Even if you tried to run the moment you saw the shadow, you wouldn't have had enough time to escape. It effortlessly pins you to the ground, instincts kicking in as you roll with the force to avoid getting crushed upright. For a moment, the weight wasn't bad at all, the sound of her sighing hanging over as you imagine her sitting on the bed, her feet only connecting with the floor, but her weight not shifting fully yet. But any efforts to try and wiggle or escape seem to be in vain even from this light pressure. <<linkreplace "Continue">>\ Despite the lingering hope of trying to escape the situation, reality reminds you that life is never so easy as she begins to increase the pressure. She was getting off the bed now, her weight shifting onto you and the floor, as if there was no difference between the two. It starts with the creaking of your bones, your body warning that it can't keep this up. Then the pain begins to kick in as you feel something break. No, more like a lot of things breaking. As if your body is being shattered, each bone breaking one by one under the slow pressure of her rising up. You had hoped your head might give in first just so you don't have to endure this, but it seems to be stronger than the rest of your body, a natural result of protecting your most vital parts. The next part that happened surprised you. It was as if each of your bones was breaking again, making you question if they truly broke the first time or just fractured. The pain shoots through the roof, almost making you pass out from the experience, but it seems you wouldn't be so lucky. As your entire body breaks a second time, your conciousness begins to fade, the feeling of your head going next finally signaling an end to this nightmare. As the girl stands up, she blinks as something small popping underfoot could be felt, moving to see what stain of you was left on her floor. She grumbled about having to clean this mess up, your time coming to a pitiful end under her feet. [[Return To Last Choice->Sarah_Bed_Sneak_Under_Intro]] [[Return To Start->Sarah_Room_Center]] <</linkreplace>>

"Well, what do we have here~?" Her voice rings out loudly to your tiny ears, despite the playful and coy tone that should make it softer. She wears a lewd smirk that says more than her words ever could, that she's rather fond of what she has found, this new toy of hers, right next to her usual toy. "You are probably a wild one, right? That makes it easier than having to buy one, I suppose, but I also heard wild micros aren't obedient. Maybe if I can break you in..." She trails off ominously, imagining various scenarios in her mind, her eyes staring past you as she considers each one. Then, her grip around you tightens a bit as she adjusts your position on her toy. She moves you towards the tip, setting you down freely on top, not that you would want to try escaping from this height even if the bed was below you. "Yeah...she was about to demand I go satisfy her anyway, I should have some fun myself as a little treat. She can wait a bit while I test out my new toy~" It's clear what her plans seem to be, the way she's positioned you and talks about what she wants to do. You can't see any easy way out of this now, meaning your best bet for survival is to play along and hope you can survive the lewd reality that was about to happen. The girl shifted the covers out of the way, her hands tugging at her own pajamas as she began to strip them off. She doesn't seem to mind at all that you are watching, and is even careful with your position so you don't slip off as she undresses. She also doesn't take her eyes off you, not wanting this opportunity to escape her. It doesn't take long before her pajamas are flung onto the floor without a care, her body now fully exposed to you. Her chest looked about average size for an adult, her nipples already stiffening from her imagination. Down below, you can see her pubic hair has been shaved into the form of a heart, matching the theme of her room and pajamas. You don't know why she likes hearts so much, but it feels somehow ironic given she clearly doesn't seem to consider your life worth caring for. [[Continue->Sarah_Toy_Insert_Bed]]

Try as you might to look for an escape; you find none. The drop off the toy is too dangerous, and she soon presses her finger against you in order to keep you in place as she lowers the toy. It lines up with her glistening folds, her body ready for this twisted act of masturbation as you inch closer to her slit. "Do your best to survive. I'm going to make you a special toy from now on~" The words slip casually from her lips, as if she isn't speaking about your very future and life from now on. The heavy scent of her arousal begins to fill your lungs as you get close, the heat radiating off her was almost making you sweat just from being in proximity. The idea that you can survive this feels almost like an impossible request. But you don't have time to think about it. You feel the toy being lined right up, her finger letting go of you as she presses the toy into her, surrounding you in a damp darkness. A moan escapes from outside the fleshy walls now around you as she begins to slowly slide the toy inside of her. Your eyes slowly adjust, but there just isn't enough light in here. All of that changes as she flicks on the toy, the vibrations immediately beginning to cause you to shake as you hold on to the toy for dear life. The toy even has LED lights, now giving you some vision back inside her moist cavern. Her walls pulse all around you like the insides of a monster. Your mind is almost overwhelmed by all the sensations threatening to overload your senses. Her hand begins to move the toy slowly, pushing it deeper into her. You can see the walls clenching on all sides, threatening to engulf you if you slip off the toy. You imagine that might be the end if you don't hold on, but you still need to come up with a plan to survive this. Holding on might work, but you aren't sure what the safest options are. [[Hold On To The Toy->Sarah_Toy_Inside_Hold]] [[Let Go On A Slick Spot->Sarah_Toy_Inside_Slip]] [[Try To Jump Off In the Back->Sarah_Toy_Inside_Jump]]

Indecision takes hold as you decide to try and stay in place, desperately holding on as the toy begins to move faster. The lights from the toy illuminate her tunnel as your senses are overwhelmed by the heat and scent. It's difficult to breathe such thick air, but you do your best to hold on, using any oxygen you can get to help stabilize you. The movement of being pushed with the toy, of holding on every time it changes direction, takes a toll on your body. Slowly but surely, you find it more and more difficult to hold on. You keep pushing yourself, assuring your mind that if you let go, it will spell certain doom. But it doesn't take long for her thrusts to become more sporadic, the tip of the toy being shoved against various sensitive spots inside her. Your body gets ground into the flesh without warning. Some juices help you as they slowly coat you, but not enough to stop the friction that is starting to tear at your body. It begins to burn as you wonder if your body might pop if she keeps being this rough. The friction burns get worse the more she moves, your body losing the ability to stay in control any longer. At her complete mercy, you feel her getting rougher with the tip, grinding your burned body into her most sensitive areas as a loud moan escapes her mouth. She sounds like a wild animal, one desperately in heat that only cares for its own pleasure. The force becomes too much, and soon you feel the bones in your body creaking, then snapping as they break under the force of her masturbation. <<linkreplace "Continue">>\ As she pulls out her toy, your body gets stuck to what you assume may be her g-spot, tired and broken as you struggle for air. Any hope you had that she might be finished was shattered as the toy quickly plunges back in, aimed right at your spot once more. It slams into you without mercy, your body feeling as though it's breaking once again, pain shooting through you as her moan becomes the last thing you hear before you pop into a bloodstain. Outside, the girl was panting heavily. She pulled her toy out, looking down to see the red stain mixing with her lewd juices. On her bed, a small stain was developing from the tainted mix, her brow furrowing in annoyance. "Ugh, now I'll have to try cleaning the blood out of my sheets. Stupid micro, can't even survive something so basic." [[Return To Last Choice->Sarah_Toy_Insert_Bed]] [[Return To Start->Sarah_Room_Center]] <</linkreplace>>

You decide to try and take a risk. If you can slip off in a particularly slick area, perhaps the lubrication will help you escape the dangers of this situation. It may be a long shot of an idea, but at this point it is impossible to make any choice that was without risk. As you use the lighting from the toy to observe the shaky area around you, you notice a pool of her juices flowing in one area at the bottom. It would require timing, but you think you can manage to slip off right onto that spot. As the toy picks up its pace, shoving you and its vibrating form into her most sensitive areas, you slip off at just the right time, your tiny body tumbling into the pooled up love juice. It coats your entire body as you splash into it like a pool. Some gets into your mouth, forcing you to swallow it as you try to brace yourself for the next part. Suddenly the toy comes drilling back in towards you, gluiding over the juices and your slick body. For a moment, you think this is the end, that you will be crushed or suffocated, but it pulls back out without issue, allowing you to break the surface and breathe again. Repeating this a few times, your body is left to slide about, unable to control where you go, but otherwise keeping you safe enough for the moment. Your ears are assaulted by the mixture of lewd sounds, distant moans, and buzzing vibrations as you can only go with the flow and hope for the best. The pace of the toy picks up, creating a wild ride for you to be jostled about until everything suddenly gets tight and cramped. Outside the fleshy walls, a loud moan sings in the air as the girl finally climaxes. You hold your breath and hope to wait it out as your life gets dangerously close to ending. But then the toy slides out completely, allowing you to regain your breath, even if you find it difficult with such thick air. [[Continue->Sarah_Toy_Finish_Intro]]

If there is one idea that sounds like the safest, it would be to try and hide as deep within her as possible. You learn the movements of the toy as it plunges into her tunnel, as each thrust pushes you closer to her deepest parts. Thanks to that, you eventually notice where the cervix is, indicating just how deep you are inside her. You wait a couple thrusts to improve your timing, as you predict which way she plans to shove you deep within her. The vibrations of the toy made it hard to hold on, and even hard to predict how this would go. But on the next thrust, as her moans fill your ears, you make the jump off the toy, using the force to help propel you to her deepest parts. Your body is almost floating for a moment, as you travel like you were launched right into the back of her sex. You slam into the fleshy wall a bit roughly, but don't feel any serious pain. Holding on as tight as you can, you turn around to see the toy heading right for you at a scary speed. It slams into you, but the force of the impact is absorbed by her soft walls. The toy pulls back out, repeating this a few times, each time making you afraid that she will put in enough force to actually break your bones, to crush you inside of her sex in a fit of heat as she masturbates furiously. Thankfully, that never seems to happen, though your body is starting to get sore from all of this. Suddenly, the toy is shoved in deep and hard, causing you to lose your grip as you are pushed into the pulsating flesh. A moan screams from outside, juices overflowing in every direction as she reaches her peak. With her climax, your body begins to slip through her cervix, the force of the toy and slickness of her juices helping push you directly into her womb. The space is hot, humid, and difficult to see around. The floor trembles as she pulls her toy out of her, the ceiling suddenly indenting inward as she feels where you are. It's a wonder if she predicted this or not, but she doesn't seem to be panicking or trying to get you out right away. She leaves you alone as she gets up, continuing with her morning as if you didn't exist. She doesn't even say anything to you as your tired body begins to rest. To Be Continued... [[Return To Start->Sarah_Room_Center]]

But your celebration doesn't last long before you see a finger invading, quickly heading in your direction. Your body is too worn out from earlier, leaving you unable to stop it from pushing you against the squelching walls before sliding you towarts the exit in a fluid motion. You stick to her finger as she guides you from her cave towards her face, her blue eyes looking softer as she gazes at you. "Looks like you survived~ That's good. I would have hated having to buy a new one after how amazing that was." The words confirm that she's not even looking at you like some sort of pet. You were her toy, and she will use you however she likes, as long as you last. Her eyes gaze back at her phone on the nightstand, as she holds you on her finger while deciding what to do next. She gets up, heading for her closet as she doesn't let you escape. She doesn't spend long looking for what she wants, finding what looks to be an empty shoebox before dropping you inside. She keeps the lid off, but sets it on top of a shelf in the dark closet, leaving you to only see her naked body illuminated by the light from behind her as it casts a shadow over you. "I'll be back soon. Don't try to escape, or I'll make sure you regret it. Be a good toy and I'll reward you~" After spewing out that threat, she quickly gets changed, leaving the closet door open just a little, perhaps to make sure you have enough air or don't overheat. You can hear her making a call and continuing some kind of conversation, but she soon gets ready to leave the room for who knows how long. [[Continue->Inside_Sarah_Box_Into]]