Title:           Avoiding the Hasdrones part 2
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Tuesday 29th of December 2015 12:02:24 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 29th of December 2015 12:02:24 PM CDT

[s4s] squirmed as best she could in the ridiculous heat of Emily's cramped stomach. Emily, who had fallen asleep an hour before, rolled over on her side and caused [s4s] to tumble around, bouncing softly on the slimy walls inside Emily. Little drops of spit and stomach juices splashed onto her face.
 
"Yucky..." she grumbled.
 
The sounds of Emily's bodily functions continued to drone in her ears. Her snores, her breathing, the gentle heartbeat, and the numerous other gurgling and bubbling sounds combined to form a tune which played non-stop around [s4s]. It kept her sane for the time being.
 
[s4s] didn't know how much more longer she could withstand the heat. The internal body temperature was a hell of a lot hotter inside her stomach, and it only served to raise her own core temperature. She felt dehydrated and light-headed.
 
"I gotta get outta here," she groaned quietly. Her hands felt their way around the wrinkled, slimy walls of Emily's stomach. The darkness inside made it impossible to see. She was feeling for the hole which lead to Emily's mouth, so that she could find her way out the front.
 
She felt something pulling at her fingers. "Yay, found it! Wew!" she cheered. She expected the hole to resist against her touch, but [s4s] found it pulling her in. She grew confused, wondering why it was acting that way. Then, she realized, to her horror, that this wasn't the front way out.
 
Desperately, she tried to pull her fingers out, but her wrists and then her forearms were pulled inside. An audible sucking sound showed how strong the pull was. [s4s] panicked and kicked Emily's stomach repeatedly, desperately trying to wake her.
 
"EMILY! HELP ME! IT'S PULLING-" she screamed, only to be cut off as the hole clamped down on her head, forcing her jaw shut. Emily jerked around in her slumber, dreaming about being in the boxing ring with Mike Tyson and getting punched in the gut a few times. [s4s] kicked furiously despite being stuck at the entrance to the small intestine, but within a minute, her kicking was subdued by the tight, wet organ. She gave up and groaned resignedly, knowing that the struggle was now pointless.
 
As she very slowly slipped through the cramped, slick insides and rounding the first bend of the journey, [s4s] closed her eyes and let herself doze off, hoping that a trip to dream land would pass a lot of time.
 
Night turned to morning, and Emily woke up. She saw the bulge in her stomach and initially freaked out, but then she remembered the previous day's events and rolled her eyes. Only this time, her occupant seemed to be a little further down the track. All Emily knew was that she was in for one painful toilet break.
 
"God, I hope she's alright," she grumbled. Her question was answered when she felt [s4s] gently squirming around at her back door. Emily nearly jumped when she felt something small pushing through it. "Guess she found the exit..."
 
Emily slowly walked to her bathroom. She decided against using the toilet, for obvious reasons, and ran a bath of mild water. She dropped her pajama pants and her panties and sat on the edge of the bathtub, preparing herself for a hell of a ride. She bore down on her stomach as hard as she could. Emily grunted loudly as she felt [s4s]'s hands squeezing out of her donut hole.
 
[s4s]'s wriggling figure sped up the process. As Emily pushed her out, [s4s] jostled for space and allowed gravity to help her move. Her head finally popped out of Emily, the light outside nearly blinding her after a day in the dark. [s4s] uses her hands to push down on Emily's bottom, quickening her descent into the bathtub.
 
After being sufficiently widened, there was no resistance as soon as [s4s] forced her hips free. Her legs and feet slid out of Emily with no effort, and [s4s] finally splashed into the tub, soaking her clothes with fresh, clean water. It was a welcome change from the slime she was coated in the moment Emily swallowed her.
 
"Thank Celestia that's over..." Emily groaned, quickly turning around and trying to shrink her expanded exit with her hands as best she could. She pulled her pants back up and turned back to [s4s], who sat in the bath, soaking wet.
 
"That was simply not ebin," she muttered. "Your brother is a big dum-dum."
 
"Tell me about it," Emily replied. She smiled and ruffled the girl's hair. "I'll get you some clean clothes while you wash up." She stood up and left the bathroom, leaving [s4s] alone to try and wash her hair clean of all the slime.