The Beginning:

"You're a Loser!" Yelled Joe as he drove by a homeless man in his nice new sports car.
Joe was a not raised a horrible person, however, he slowly became so as the years went by.
Now, he was 30 years old, had a lot of money, had no friends, and didn't care about
anybody but himself. As Joe shifted into fifth gear of his Porsche 911, he felt like
God. To add to the powerfull feeling a thunderstorm rolled on in the background.
As he approached a sharp turn, he slowed down, and all of the sudden, there was a flash of light
and he was knocked out for several minutes. When he woke up, all he saw was green. He thought
he had gone blind, but as he looked around the world and determined his situation, he realized
that the "green" he was seeing was grassblades. He thought to himself, "I must have landed in some
really tall grass." However, as soon as he started walking he tripped and took a nasty spill on the ground.
As he stood up, he realized that he just tripped on the road shoulder. Scared and trying to find a
reasonable explanation to what just happened, he thought back to his 11th grade science class. He
remembered the time the teacher had explained the adverse effects that lightning can have when bouncing
off of certain types of glass or mirrors. As he continued to look around he realized
that he was shrunk down to two or three inches, and there was nothing he could do about it.
As he started walking down the road, A giant bug landed right in front of him and started to corner him.
Quickly thinking he grabbed on to the wheel of an SUV going down the road, and very quickly swung up and into the wheel well.
There he sat for about 20 minutes until the SUV seemed to come to a stop. As it stopped, the doors swung open and four people hopped out of the car.
Quickly he jumped on to and grabbed one of the persons pant legs as she walked inside.
Once inside, she sat down at what appeared to be a kitchen table. He climbed up and jumped off onto the table.
About 15 minutes later, five people sat down at the table, and a pan with chicken was set down on the table.
Just then, a big fly landed right in front of Joe. He jumped up as high as he could, and landed in the chicken.
While he had escaped the fly, he found himself in a bigger situation. He was right in the middle of a feast between
three very hungry teenagers and their parents. A loud scrape was heard as he was scooped up and placed on the plate of a teenage girl.
As the girl picked up her fork, there was a "swoosh" and before he knew it, he faced a wide open mouth full of metal. As the girl flexed her mouth open
Joe could see the inside of her mouth. He could see her saliva, her teeth, and her tonsils. As the fork was moved closer and closer towards her mouth,
he realized the iminite danger he was in. just as he thought he was about to be destroyed, he fell off and into the
girls shirt. As he fell on his back he looked up and saw her chewing up the chicken. Flexing her jaw muscles and squirting out saliva to destroy it
and prepare it for digestion. Then he saw her take a big gulp, and watched the now chicken moosh slide down her throat slowly. Almost as if it was
fighting for it's life as it faced complete destruction by digestion. He climbed down into her shirt and stayed there for several hours. As he layed
on top of her stomach, he could feel and hear the chicken being completely destroyed by the teenager's digestive juices. Then
The girl pulled off her shirt, and he fell into her pants. Hanging on for life,
he was lucky that the girl put on a different shirt quick, so that he could climb back in it quickly.
as she laid down on her bed, Joe could fearing for his life, could still here the chicken being destroyed as it went down what sounded like her small intestines.

Day 2
The rest of this story will told in Joe's perspective due to an unkown source.Wether that source be Joe telling you the story, or notes found in a journal of his discovered in his remains,that is how the the rest of the story will be told.
As the sun rose and brightened the room I was in, the voice of a woman became louder and louder saying, "Jordyn, you have to get upyou're going to be late for school." The bed creaked, and suddenly she started moving. I was still tucked in the lower part of her shirt from the nightbefore, but I was comfortable and felt somewhat safe. I was able to peak down out from underneath the bottom of her shirt, and I could seeher walking over to her dresser. She pulled out some underwear, some blue Jeans, A bra, some socks, and a shirt. She layed these clothes on her bed, and then startedwalking towards the bathroom. I attempted to pull myself up, but not in time, because immediatly after shutting the bathroom door, she whipped her body around and dropped herpants and underwear. This sudden jolt, shot me down and forward, and I was forced to grab on to Jordyn's pubic hair, hanging for my life as she sat down on the toilet.I knew i had to hold really hard, otherwise I would wind up being flushed away. Something I could not survive.She sat on the seat for a few seconds, and then a little trickle was generated. Soon, that trickle turned into a gush, and pee was spraying in the bowl but also onto the bottompart of her pubic hair. This caused my grip to be loosened more and more as the seconds went buy. As the water quickly turned from clear to a dark yellow, my life flashed beforemy eyes. I was one slip away from certain death. Then the peeing stopped. I was extremely grateful for this, however, Jordyn was not finished. There was a small grumble of her internal organsand then there was some farting. She continued to fart until she finally let go a big rip, and then a crackling noise started. As I hung by her pubic hair, I could seeJordyn's poop come slowly out of her anus. The poop didn't come out in one stream, but instead in short bursts. This was because she had not drank a lot of water when she wasdigesting the chicken she ate. As Jordyn grunted and squeezed her thighs and stomach muscles together, the poopwould slowly come out. Finally after many plops, grunts, and squeezes, what used to be a full sized chicken,was now reduced into Jordyn's bodily waste. Then She pulled some toilet paper off of the roll. At this point I knew I had two options. One try and hang on to the toilet paper and thenjump off onto her pubic hair again, or stay hanging where I was and be knocked off into the toilet bowl by the toilet paper. Obviously I decided to try and jump onto the toiletpaper and then back onto Jordyn's pubic hair. When she had folded the paper and started to bring it down towards her vagina, I readied myself. Then, just before she wiped, I jumped on.However, what I had not counted on was the fact that Jordyn was a girl who liked to fully clean herself. She wiped back and fourth from her vagina to her labia to her clitoris several times.Eventually, to avoid being crushed, I stood up at the right moment and was pushed up into Jordyn's vagina. I figured I would stay there for a few seconds and let her wipe herself beforeswinging back down and hanging on to her pubic hair. However, once again something happened that I had not counted on. After Jordyn wiped, she ripped open a package and pulled something out.Then there was a bright light and I was pushed up farther into her canal by something that felt like cotton. Yep, you guessed it, it was Jordyn's time of the month.Besides the complete darkness and stinkiness I knew I would have to be in for many hours, there was something else that struck me really hard. Girls put in tampons so that they can stop the blood flow.Because I came before the tampon inside her canal, I would be soaked from head to toe in menstrusual blood. At this point she flushed the toilet, stripped her clothes, and took a shower. Thenit was off to school. By Noon, I could hear Jordyn's lunch digesting, and her canal was getting wider. By 1:30 I was soaked. Jordyn went into the bathroom, and started to pull out her tampon.At this point, the peralasys was so great from the menstrusual cycle, that I was starting to be sucked up farther into her vaginal canal. Quickly, I grabbed onto the tampon and was pulled out.I just made the edge of the garbage can, and was able to pull myself out and slowly slide down the side. At this point I just layed up against the wall and started sweating profusely because of how scared I was.I was just wondering why this was happening to me. Was I really that horrible of a person? I thought back to the Homeless man I yelled at the day before. However, my thoughts were cut short as a another teenage girlwalked into the bathroom, and almost stepped on me. She changed into what looked like track clothes. I started to yell trying to get her attention. But that was to no avail. I climbed her leg, side, and got up to the top of her head.I came to the front and swung down onto the bridge of her nose and started yelling. Terifyed, she though I was a bug and jumped back throwing me to the ground. She tried to stomp on me, and I continously just jumped out of the way of her foot.Finally I was able to snug inside her shoe. Not being able to find me, she gave up, and walked out of the bathroom. I couldn't see anything, but from what I heard she sounded like she was going into a gym. Then, she started running, and jumping, and yelling,and climbing, and all kinds of other stuff. After the whole escapade I found myself trapped between her toes at the front of her smelly shoe. God her shoes stank. Anyway, I was able to climb out of her shoe and shimmy up her leg to her pants. I climbed into herunderwear, and layed against her pubic hair. She knew there was something intruding on her private parts because she constantly itched at her vagina and labia.After about two hours, I could hear her getting on what sounded like a bus. I knew I was going home with this girl now.