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*Masturbation (Solo)*
“Man, that day lasted foreeever!” Star complained aloud to no one in particular. She shut her door behind her and walked over to her bed, flopping down on her back and kicking off her boots. She laid there for a minute, taking a moment to just relax.
As she felt her body unwind, she began to notice a familiar tingling, calling to her from that needy place between her legs.
I think I know a little something I could do to chill out, she thought. Without moving much, she reached across herself with one arm and pulled the front of her dress out of the way before placing a hand gently atop her underwear. She pressed lightly into the soft material with a single finger, feeling the outline of her sensitive lips underneath as she experienced the hazy pleasure of her own touch. Pressing a tad harder, she teased her slit open just a bit and ran her finger along the inner rim of her privates, droning quietly with pleasure at the blooming sensation.
She felt the wetness of her depths against her digit as it began to soak through her underwear. Not wanting to get them too dirty, she withdrew for a moment and grabbed the waistband of her panties. Sitting up, she pushed the fabric down her legs and over her socks, bending her knees to bring her feet closer as she slipped them past her ankles. Once she had them off, she tossed them sloppily onto her bedside.
The princess felt the cool air brush against her newly bared crotch and looked down at herself, the sensation inviting her to continue. But she knew that if she started back at it now, she’d end up soaking all over the inside of her dress, and that was not a stain she wanted to explain. So with the promise of pleasure ahead, she stood up from her bed and went through the motions of removing her dress.
Throwing it next to her panties, she sat back down at the foot of the mattress and set her eyes back to her own crotch. Placing a hand over the pink heart below her waist, she slipped a finger past the folds of her labia and gently stroked the insides of her tunnel. She hummed again, this time a bit louder- almost approaching a moan. Settling in to the familiar sensation of her own touch, she began to fall into a rhythm, a small grin growing across her face.
*Unbirth (External)*
“Do you have to do that while we’re still here!?” came a sudden voice. Star clasped both hands over her crotch to cover herself, turning red.
“Marco!?” she blurted out, recognizing the voice. She looked around frantically, trying to spot him, but couldn’t see him anywhere.
“Up here,” he called. Looking in the direction of the voice, a tiny bit of movement caught her eye.
“Oh,” she breathed with relief, “It’s just you guys.”
She stood up and walked over to one of her shelves, where sat one of her magical board games: Slide Land. Standing on the multilayered game board were two miniature people, one that looked like Star and one that looked like Marco; though really they were magical game pieces, which took the form and personality of the players.
“I forgot you were still around,” she said. “One of these days me and Marco should really finish this game.”
“Well until you do, could you at least not do that in front of us,” said the little Marco, he looked awfully embarrassed.
“Hey, stop it! You’re making her feel self-conscious,” said the little Star.
“Yeah! Besides, what do you care? You’re just a game piece,” the real Star added.
“That doesn’t mean I need to see your princess parts!” he argued. “It makes me feel all…” he trailed off awkwardly, his blush deepening a bit. Mini-Star gasped, her eyes lighting up.
“You like it, don’t you!?” she asked.
“What!? No I- I mean- I just-”
“Ha! I knew it! I mean of course you’d like it; she is a beautiful princess.”
“Awww, thanks,” the real Star said.
“You know… since we are just part of a game, why don’t you ‘play’ with him?” Mini-Star suggested.
“Huh?” Star asked.
“Think about it: we both know how you feel about Marco, and now you have a micro-Marco all to yourself! You could do whatever you wanted with him, but with none of the consequences!” she explained.
A small smile began to grow on Star’s face, along with a faint blush as she began to think about all the things she could do.
“Star, what’s that look for?” the little Marco asked nervously. Rather than answer, she quickly reached out and grabbed the game off the shelf. Rushing over to a clear spot on the floor, she placed it down and sat herself in front of it, now with a huge, eager grin on her face.
What to do first? she asked herself. The needy feeling in her crotch called out to her again.
“Alright Mini-Star, I like the way you think. How’s about we get ‘Micro’ over to that big slide and I’ll show you guys some real fun.” Before either of them could reply, Star reached down and wrapped her hand around them, lifting them up to the top of the board and setting them down in front of the longest slide in the game, which led all the way back to the bottom of the board.
“Star, what are you planning?” Micro asked, even more nervous now.
“Oh, you’ll find out,” she replied. Repositioning herself, she stuck out her legs to either side, spreading herself wide in front of the game board. With a series of tiny grunts, she scooched herself closer, until she was practically sitting on it. Her shaven crotch hung just over the edge of the board… and was directly at the bottom of the longest slide in the game.
Micro’s eyes went wide as he watched Star reach down a hand and spread her lips between two fingers, revealing the entrance to her delicate, pink tunnel.
“Unh-uh! No way!” he exclaimed. But as he turned to try and run, tiny Star grabbed him.
“You ready?” she asked. The real Star nodded excitedly.
“Alright, have fun ‘Micro’,” she said, and then she shoved him down the slide.
They watched him go down, face first, yelling as he went. But all he could see was the twisting slide as it carried him down the board, until he finally rounded the last bend, pointing him square at the gaping opening of Star Butterfly’s waiting vagina. Shooting forward, he slid straight between her spread legs and before he knew it, was buried with a wet *schlick*, waist-deep in the princess’s privates.
He felt her pelvic muscles clench up at his sudden arrival. Her inner fluids squelching in his ears as the walls pressed in on him. Bracing his arms against the slick walls, he did his best to push and shimmy his way back out, but the pressure and movement only stimulated the sensitive folds even more, triggering another tight squeeze, this time along with a satisfied moan from Star as she reveled in the sensation.
“Ooooh, Marco that feels great,” she breathed, “But, I think I need to get you in a little deeper.”
She reached down with one hand, but found it hard to focus with the nonstop rubbing of his tiny body up against her sensitive walls. With a bit of effort, she guided her hand and grabbed hold of his kicking feet. She tried pushing him in deeper, but stopped immediately with a sharp moan. The friction of his dry clothes against her vagina pulled at her insides, setting off an overwhelming sensation that inexplicably felt both amazing and uncomfortable.
“Guess I should have gotten him ready first,” she muttered.
Being a bit more careful now, she started moving him ever so slightly, back and forth, in and out, twisting him a little as she went. She could feel her eager vagina getting wetter and wetter as she kept going, making it easier and easier for him to slip against her folds as his cute little red hoodie soaked up her juices. She could feel her deeper reaches longing for satisfaction- the need to have her whole hungry tunnel filled- but he just wasn’t quite slick enough to make the trip yet.
To shift her attention, she took her other hand and began lightly stroking her clitoris, grunting and moaning softly as a small stream of fluids began to leak past her tiny toy. As her crotch began to burn with youthful heat, she felt tiny Marco beginning to dive deeper and deeper with each thrust, her natural lubricant saturating his body.
Her breathing grew faster and faster as the seconds ticked on. She could really feel that space at her farthest depths, now practically screaming to be filled. Face turning red, she tried to control herself for a little while longer, but finally her lust got the better of her and she shoved Micro hard into her roaring sex. She winced at first, but gradually released her breath in a long, satisfied moan.
It had been a bit of a rough entrance, but her little Marco was now finally where he belonged. She pressed her thighs together, feeling the outline of her tiny toy against her insides. He began to move in response, struggling against the imposing walls of her tunnel, setting off a wave of pleasure that washed through her core.
*Unbirth (Internal)*
Inside, tiny Marco was not enjoying things quite as much; squeezed from every angle by firm, slick muscle, he did his best to resist their hold on him. But every time they relaxed enough for him to move, the slightest shift on his part would cause another contraction, bathing him once again in Star’s overwhelming warmth. The girl’s heartbeat pounded in his ears as her pulse raced around him. He could feel every beat as a gentle twitch within the walls of her wet sex, overshadowed only by the pulses of the princess’s aroused contractions.
From outside, he heard a muffled voice.
“Oh man, this was like the greatest idea ever! You’re the best, little me!” Star said.
“Oooh, tell me, tell me, is it as good as you thought it would be?” she asked excitedly.
“Even better!”
“Wow, I wish I had my own little Marco.”
“When I’m all finished, I’m totally hooking you up!” Star declared.
“Really?!”
“Yeah! I can probably just magic one up with my wand. It’s the least I could do. But, you know…” she pulled her fingers out of her sex, dragging them tenderly across her crotch as she withdrew. “This is so amazing, I think it deserves to be savored. I’m gonna take things slow.”
Pulling her legs together, Star stood up and walked over to her bed. Nearly moaning just from the sensation of Micro squishing between her hips as she went. She sat her bare behind down on the foot of her mattress and laid back, next to her discarded clothes.
Micro, having heard the whole exchange, tried his best to call out, to try and plead, but it didn’t seem like anyone could hear him, tucked away inside the princess’s body. He felt his world rotate as Star stood up, pressing the walls firmly against him and squishing him around from side to side as her legs began to move. Then everything shifted once more, just as quickly, and he was on his chest again, stewing in a pool of her growing fluids.
He felt her tease open her lips again, just beyond his feet, and felt the walls begin to pulse again as she resumed pleasuring herself. Only, things were a bit softer now, the contractions less frequent, picking up only when he made the mistake of trying to move.
Minutes went by with nothing but the darkness of her depths, the pounding of her pulse and the clenching of her inner muscles. The poor tiny Marco, reduced to nothing but a sex toy, held himself tightly in a fetal position (ironically appropriate given the circumstances), doing his best not to move as the magical princess had her way with him.
“I’m never gonna get out of here!!”
…
Micro stirred just a hair. He had spent a sizable amount of time in the sopping darkness, anticipating and bracing against the next clench of Star’s amorous insides, but as he waited now in her tight confines, he realized with surprise that the contractions had stopped. Reluctant to get his hopes up, he waited a bit more. The princess’s pulse still beat heavily in his ears, but no more squeezing.
Suddenly he felt the walls press in around him once again, but this time it felt different. He felt himself begin to slide; the slick tunnel pushing him down along its length until he felt his feet reach open air. He was more than halfway out when a large pair of hands grabbed hold of his legs, taking over the job and gently pulling him the rest of the way.
Micro blinked a few times and squinted, feeling the overwhelming warmth of the girl’s insides begin to give way to the relatively cool air of her bedroom.
“Finally,” he breathed, “I thought you’d never finish.”
“Oh, I’m not finished yet,” she said matter-of-factly, taking a deep breath.
“What?” he asked, the relief draining from his face.
“Yeah, this princess still has a little way to go. I just needed a breather,” she explained. “That, and Mini-Star wanted to see your face after spending, like, forty-five minutes inside my vag.” She held him up so he could be seen. Star was sitting cross-legged on the floor now, in the middle of the room. The game board sat a few feet away where she had left it, with Mini-Star standing at the top and waving at him with an excited smile.
“You mean, you’re gonna put me back inside?” he whimpered.
“Oh, definitely,” she answered.
“Come on, haven’t I been through enough?! Can’t you find something else to use?!”
“Are you kidding? You’re the best thing I’ve ever felt in there. Not even the toys in my secrets closet could come close to you, little Marco. Oooh just talking about it makes my insides all excited again!” She lowered her hand again, positioning Micro once more at the entrance of her dripping slit- feet first this time.
“No, please!” he started to shout. She began to push, his shoes slipping effortlessly past her glistening lips.
“PLEASE!! SOMEONE!! ANYONE!! HELP M-” His words were cut off as she slid his head inside, moaning as she continued to stuff him down the length of her tunnel, now ready and eager to start round two.
Micro winced as the rhythmic clenches started up again, now with a bit more vigor, as Star started thrusting her fingers in and out before his tiny eyes. Just as he was about to resign himself to another agonizing round of masturbation, he heard a familiar voice.
“Hey Star, are you alright in here? I thought I heard- OH MY GOSH!!”
It was Marco! The real Marco! He had heard the screaming! He could save his tiny doppelganger from his aphrodisiacal fate!
“MARCO, HELP!” he started to call. “PLEASE, I’M IN HERE! INSIDE STAR! MAKE HER STOP!”
Micro got a fleeting glimpse of his full-sized counterpart as Star withdrew her fingers, stopping the contractions of her aroused sex. For just a moment, he thought he’d been saved, only to be crushed a moment later by the already suffocating walls as they pressed in on him extra-tight, as if Star was purposefully squeezing him, just to remind him that he was still hers.
*Fun And Games Beginning - Unbirth (Internal)*
“MARCO!! HELP!!” He called louder, panting as the slimy folds relaxed. He heard Marco’s words faintly through Star’s body.
“Come on Star, just put him back in the game. I think he’s been through enough.”
That’s what I said! He thought to himself, I knew I could count on him to stand up for me! He listened to them argue for a moment, his hope growing as he felt Star sigh deeply, a sign that she knew she was going to have to let him go. Expecting to feel the firm push of the vaginal walls guiding him out, he was crushed (though only figuratively this time) when he instead heard Star reply with these words:
“Okay Marco,” she said slyly, “I’ll make a deal. If you can beat me at Slide Land, I’ll let ‘Micro’ out and stop using him.”
“What!? Seriously Star?” Marco replied.
“You heard me; I’m not giving up my toy so easily.”
Micro groaned in despair. So close and yet so far, but at least now he had a fighting chance.
A moment later he felt Star stand up, cramming his face against her clenched muscles as he was held upside-down within her crotch, her happy fluids squelching around him as her legs moved. When she sat down again, things relaxed a bit and he did his best to listen over the sounds of the princess’s body. Unfortunately, the next thing he heard was Star casting a spell:
“Shrinkus Dinkiticus!”
‘Shrink’… Oh, no, Micro thought. From that moment on, he could no longer hear Marco’s voice, but Star’s side of the conversation filled him in just as well:
“Well your normal game piece is busy, so I figured you’ll just have to fill in. Now, before we start, I think we should finish arranging our deal…
“Well we already agreed that if you win, I have to give up ‘Micro’. But if I win… you get to take his place…
“Nope. You already agreed; you should have let me finish explaining first.” He felt Star shift a bit after that and then a moment later, he heard her call out a number:
“Five,” she said.
What have I gotten him into? Micro asked himself. Wait a minute, since I’m part of the game, what happens when it’s his turn?
“Four,” she called out.
Suddenly, Micro felt his legs beginning to move completely without his control. He had never tried to resist during a game, but it seemed he was magically obligated to ‘move spaces’ when his turn came, whether he was on the board or not.
“Oh, come on!” he yelled as best he could. Just as he dreaded, as soon as he began to move, another firm series of clenches ran through Star’s walls, squeezing him like an over-affectionate relative.
The game went on like this for a few turns, before Star seemingly gave in to the growing urges of her womanhood, shifting around a bit and slipping her fingers back inside to greet him, though they only stayed inside for a moment before withdrawing once again, presumably because Marco had scolded her. Unfortunately for Micro it didn’t make much difference, because every time Marco took a turn, his little counterpart gave the princess all the stimulation she needed to keep her pulse pounding.
The game felt like it went on forever, but luckily, he wasn’t a Monopoly game piece, so it wasn’t too much longer until he heard Star tease:
“We’re getting close, Marco.”
He listened with desperate hope as Marco took his turn. He got a six, which Star didn’t sound too happy about (though her vagina seemed to like it just fine). Then came her final turn and she rolled…
“YES! SIX!” That didn’t sound like a win for Marco.
He felt Star stand again and begin to move, undoubtedly going in to claim her new prize. A moment later, Micro felt the slick walls which had held him prisoner for the past hour push against him one final time, squeezing him down toward the ground below. But as thankful as he was to be heading out, he had a worry on his mind almost as suffocating as the clammy tunnel.
If Marco’s taking my place, what’s she going to do with me?
He didn’t have much time to contemplate that, since a moment later he felt himself slip free of the girl’s outer lips and begin to fall.
“Woooooaaah- oof!” He hit the floor with a splat, his entire body covered from head to toe in thick slime. He looked around, panting, until he found Marco standing nearby.
“You’ve gotta get out of here,” he managed, still short of breath, “I’ve been in there for almost an hour! And I don’t think she’s even gotten off yet!”
“Oh no you don’t,” Mini-Star said, coming up and grabbing Marco from behind.
“Traitor!” Micro cried.
“Oh, come on! It’s all in good fun,” she justified.
“Not for us,” he argued.
*Anal Vore (Clean for now)*
That’s when he felt something grab him by his hood and lift him up off the board, globs of vaginal goop sliding off and falling as he rose. He heard the real Star speak:
“You know, with you two at the same size, it’s really hard to tell you guys apart. I’d better put you somewhere special so I don’t accidentally mix you up.”
Micro watched in horror as Star brought him closer to her crotch once again, but this time he was carried straight past her still-dripping slit, underneath her body to her rear, where her two taught cheeks loomed above him.
“Star, what are you gonna do with him?” he heard Marco ask. But staring up at Star’s behind, Micro already had a pretty good idea.
“No, not there! Anywhere but there!” he started to plead, but he was cut off as Star shoved him decisively between her buttocks, stuffing his head and chest into her puckering anus. He kicked his legs desperately in protest, but she just placed one finger against him and gently continued to slide him the rest of the way inside. Still nice and slick from his time inside her vagina, he slipped past her dirty hole like butter.
The smell inside was unbearable. He coughed and gagged, reaching for his hood and holding it over his face. Though it still reeked with fluids from Star’s other tunnel (as did the rest of him) it was still a step up from her waste. With his other hand, he felt around the walls of his new enclosure. They were a bit more supple than the princess’s aroused vagina had been, and the folds of mucus-covered flesh were larger. Things were still pretty tight, but at least this tunnel didn’t squeeze the magic out of him whenever he moved.
With Star still upright, his feet were standing on the inside of her firmly shut sphincter. Feeling around, he could find the spot where the circular ring closed, barricading him inside her ass. Bracing himself against the slimy walls as best he could, he pushed at the flesh below him, trying to force himself back out, but no matter how many times he tried, he couldn’t get it to budge.
Suddenly he felt everything shift violently as Star changed position again. For a split second he felt nearly weightless, and then suddenly there was a loud thud and everything around him slammed together, harder than any of Star’s contractions, completely knocking the wind out of him.
He groaned, wiping the thick slime from his face as he recovered. As far as he could tell, she had just let herself fall back on her butt. Now that she was sitting, things were even more cramped; the weight of her whole body pressing down on her buns, compacting her rectum along with its unfortunate occupant, and blocking any hope of escape.
Suddenly, he heard a loud, familiar scream from nearby:
“STAR-” came the voice. He felt the forward-facing wall press in a little closer, as something pushed against it from the other side. Then came the familiar *shlick*ing sound, from somewhere very nearby. He could feel the muscles pulsing rhythmically as the chamber next door sprung to life again. She was at it again, and this time she had the real Marco in there.
Micro listened with dread as he heard the poor boy grunt and shout as he was hammered by the excited tunnel he now found himself in, feeling the faint outline of Star’s fingers as she repetitively pushed against the other side of her inner wall.
“Whoa!” Micro suddenly cried, as the flesh around his legs abruptly began to squeeze even tighter. The slick mucus on his pants slid against the smooth muscle and he found himself being pushed upwards, the muscular folds parting above him as he went.
“Oh, no. Wait! Stop! Star!” he called. But it wasn’t Star’s doing. Her body, seeing that she was a bit busy and not in a good position to ‘drop her load’, was just doing what it normally did: pulling the contents of her rectum a bit further back inside until she was ready to let things out.
He felt himself being pulled steadily deeper into the princess’s bowels in a series of lazy contractions, which seemed remarkably gentle compared to the pounding that he could hear- and still feel- from just a finger’s breadth away. But he didn’t have to worry about being pulled in too far.
*Anal Vore (Scat)*
As he felt himself round a bend in her colon, he also felt his head poke up against something warm and malleable. Micro gagged again as he realized what it was. He put up a hand and pushed, trying to keep his distance, but he could only apply so much force before his fingers began to sink into the fresh remains of Star’s previous meal. Another contraction pushed him against it even harder; the tunnel faithfully carrying out its job of compacting the girl’s waste into easily expellable clumps.
Micro curled himself into a ball, bending his head forward so his back was up against the turd instead of his face. He felt the warm mass conform around his hoodie as another compression pushed him deeper. Now firmly embedded as part of the log, the princess’s colon seemed to relax, her body now free to focus on more pressing urges.
He felt her pulse grow faster and faster, along with her contractions. He heard her begin to moan louder, her entire body growing more tense as her pleasure continued to build toward her colossal climax. And then, finally it happened. Micro felt a violent wave pass through his surroundings, shaking the princess to her very core as she cried out with pleasure, clenching her inner muscles together one final time.
Micro took a deep breath as the aftershocks gradually faded and the slimy walls withdrew, leaving a surprising amount of room as the girl’s body finally relaxed after what seemed like an eternity of sexual tension. For the first time, he could begin to hear his own breathing over the sounds of his surroundings as things grew surprisingly quiet.
*Anal Vore (Excretion with Scat)*
Then he heard something: a deep groan from somewhere close by, followed by a noisy squelch. Though most of his body was pressed in against Star’s feces, his hands and feet could still feel the walls around him, which now seemed to pull back even further. Then he felt himself begin to slide, slipping down further along the passage as the log he was a part of was squeezed along from behind. Her sexual cravings now fulfilled, it seemed her body was ready to remind her of her other needs.
Though, for the moment, Star seemed completely unaware. In fact he felt the wall that separated him from her vagina push against him once more as she inserted her fingers one last time- presumably to retrieve Marco. He heard her moan quietly as a large bulge slid across the floor of the muscular tube, back towards the opening of her now-satisfied sex.
Meanwhile, Star’s colon continued to carry him on. Gurgles and squeaks accompanied him as the princess’s guts forced pockets of trapped air from deep within her digestive system past gaps between her feces, accumulating in her rectum as he too was pushed back into its folds. As he approached the sphincter through which he had entered, he heard an unmistakable sound.
*Pfffrt*
The walls suddenly jumped a bit closer as a puff of air rushed out of Star’s behind.
“Now if you’ll excuse me, I think it’s time to let Micro out,” he heard her say.
She stood up again, her slimy walls holding him tightly in place as her legs once again shifted around him, carrying them to a more private location. A moment later he heard a door open and close, and then he heard the familiar clank of a toilet seat before feeling himself being lowered down as the princess sat atop her porcelain throne, spreading her cheeks over the bowl below.
There was a moment of silence, and then came a quiet trickle, which grew quickly into a voluminous roar of rushing liquids.
“Aaaahhhhhhh,” Star sighed. basking in the relief of both her sexual and urinal pressures, “Best. Day. Ever.”
The rush of urine eventually petered out, giving way to another moment of quiet before the walls of her rectum abruptly pressed in against the poor turd inside. With a series of gurgles and tiny toots, he felt himself pressed up firmly against the ring of Star’s anus as it slowly began to pucker, sliding over him as he was finally returned to the outside world. He heard Star grunt softly as she pushed, expelling from her body everything she had taken in which she no longer needed.
Micro blinked in the dim light beneath the shadow of the Mewman girl’s butt. Though the air around him was still clogged with the stench of her gas and her urine, it was far better then what he had been breathing up until then, so he took one big, greedy breath. This proved to be a good thing, since a moment later he found himself falling quickly towards the soiled, yellow waters below, still firmly caked in a log of brown feces.
He closed his eyes as he hit the liquid with a loud plop. The toilet water was shockingly cold, especially compared to the overwhelming warmth of Star’s body. He began to struggle, feeling the waste around him start to soften and dissolve. After a few seconds, he managed to free himself and burst back to the surface of the rippling water.
He threw his arm over the floating clump of stool, seeing as it was the only thing he could grab, and tried to wipe the teenaged excrement from his face as he caught his breath. He managed to clear his vision just in time to see another turd come splashing down, hitting him with a yellow-tinted wave.
With nothing else to do, he looked up at the looming ass above him and watched as more and more solid waste slid from beyond Star’s pucker. Despite the circumstances, he found himself smiling just a tad as he thought to himself.
Man, I’m glad I’m not in there anymore.
Eventually, he watched the dirty hole expel its last clump of stool, closing up tightly as Star completed her business. He saw her shifting above him, reaching for something, before raising one leg and reaching underneath with a wad of white toilet paper. Wiping herself clean, she let the soiled tissue drop, landing softly in the water along with the rest of her waste, barely missing Micro.
Star stood up from the toilet and Micro saw her reach for the handle to flush.
“WAIT!!” he yelled. She paused and looked down.
“Oh yeah, I forgot I had you in there for a second. Don’t want to lose my favorite toy now, do I? Well, second-favorite anyway.” She began to reach down, but stopped when she realized where she was about to stick her hand.
“On second thought, I think I’ll have Marco do it after I unshrink him. Just hang tight for a minute, little guy.” And with that Star disappeared from view.