You couldn’t believe this was happening. Never in all of your years of being small had your mother ever have you do anything so disgusting, and you’ve cleaned her stinky feet with your tongue. But the look in her gigantic brown eyes told you that she was serious.
“Sorry honey but your next chore is to clean both of my nostrils.”
Your mother grabbing you by the tweezers lifts you 1000s of feet into the air and brings you up to her face. Your so close to her nose that you could feel the wind blow through your face from her exhaling.
“I hope your ready love bug.”
Their it was, that nick name your mother had invented for you. Throughout all of your years, that was one way you knew that your mother was excited, whenever she called you by that nickname, that you hated a lot.
Your mother gently lowers you to the top of her upper lip, right in front of her right nostril, that looked like a huge dark cave capable of swallowing a whole building. You where totally dwarfed by it size. Wind blew through your hair as your mother breathed in and out. You already knew this was going to be a challange, but then the wind abruptly stopped.
“Don’t worry about being inhaled or exhaled I’ll breath from my mouth until you finish, but don’t take to long, or I’ll start breathing from my nose again.” Your mother said with a stern voice.
Well it was good to see that your mother carried about your safety, at least a little bit.
You star walking inside your mothers right nostril. It was dark but very spacious. After walking a few minutes, you soon find something thick, long and black, that seemed to surround bolder sized boogers. You soon realize that this thick long material is actually your mothers nose hair.
“Really I’m this small, so small that my mother’s nose hairs completely dwarf me!” You yell kicking one of the gigantic nose hairs with your right foot.
The whole area starts to shake and you fall down into a slimy, wet, sticky fluid that covers you head to toe. You knew immediately what this substance was. “Mucus.” You said quietly. You swore your mother’s body was the most nasty place to ever exist.
“What are you doing in their? Hurry up and get to work, and be careful not to irritate my nose. We don’t want you to fly out of their like a rocket.”
You hear your mothers booming voice all around you. You look at her nose hair and realize that she had felt your kick.
You get on your feet and start wiping the mucus off of your body. You look at the gigantic pieces of booger’s and wonder how are you going to clean this nose. The stupid booger’s dwarfed you as well. You take out. A small headset that was in your pocket so that you could communicate with your mother. Thank god she had one just like yours, but a lot bigger, and she had it with her at all times.
The scientists that had studied you had made these headphone so that your mother could hear and understand you, the only problem was they had a very limited charge, and you hated wearing them because they where so uncomfortable, but seeing as to the situation that you found yourself in you decided to make a exception and use the headphones.
Putting the headphones on you try to communicate with your mother. Their was a little bit of static but you soon got through to your mother on the other line.
“Mom what do you want me to do. You booger’s are just to big for me to lift.” You say with a annoyed tone.
“If you can’t lift it dear then you are just going to have to eat it.” Your mother said feeling a little annoyed herself.
This was it, this was the last straw. No you where not going to eat snot, you have been forced to clean this women’s ass, and now this was the end. You would not be going through this humiliation anymore.
“No Into doing that.” You say.
“Excuse me.” Your mother said with a quite tone.
“Mom I cant do that it’s just to much, you can’t make me.”
“YOU WILL DO AS YOU ARE TOLD, LITTLE MAN. DONT YOU DARE ARGUE WITH ME, I AM YOUR MOTHER!!!”
Your mother once again shakes the very foundation of your surroundings. You fall down into the mucus one again with your hand over your ears.
“If you find a booger you eat it, mucus you lick it up, do I make myself clear!” Your mom says in a much quite, and yet still stern voice.
You didn’t like it, but you didn’t really have much of a choice.
“Fine.” You sharply.
Your mother heard the sharpness in your voice, and she knew you didn’t like it but at this point she didn’t care.
You work vigorously in your mother’s right nostril. You ate enough snot and mucus to last 10 life times. You ate boulders of booger’s and drank pools of mucus. You threw up a little bit in your mother’s nose, but decided not to tell her.
As soon you where done in her right nostril, you began on her left to begin all over again. All in all it took you 7 hours to complete the job.
“This is nasty.” You said still in your mother’s left nostril
In your hand you held a tiny piece of snot, the last piece of snot in your mother’s nose. Just one more bite and you where done. After hesitated for a few minutes you finally eat the vile piece of bodily wast, and start to walk out of your mothers nostril, but something happens.
Something has your right leg in its clutches. You turn and look to see your leg entangled in one of the strands of your mothers nose hair.
Your surrounding start to shake again, and show no sign of stopping.
“Oh no.”
“AH, AH, AH, AH....... CHOOOOOOOOO”
Your mother sneezes and you go flying out of her left nostril with great force. The wind insulting your face preventing you from hearing anything, and even breathing.
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