Feeling around in the darkness, you find you are completely trapped in your mother's mouth. You aimlessly crawl around the undulating tongue searching for a way out. "At least her breath smells good, " You remark to yourself. The stiflingly humid air smelled of minty toothpaste and, of course, cookies. You could hear your mother's breath thundering though her throat. Frustrated beyond belief, you allowed yourself to fall face down on the velvety floor beneath you. "Maybe I should just hang out here forever," you think jokingly, "Everything's soft and it's warm and there'll always be food." Before you could think of anything else to lighten the mood a deep rumble came from your mom's throat.
Suddenly, a strong, chocolate-scented wind blasted through the mouth. Before you knew what was going on, you were airborne and flying toward the light which flooded in to you mother's mouth.
You didn't fly far before landing with a low "SPLAT!" You stood to find yourself covered head to toe in a deep crimson muck. You noticed the stuff was waist-deep. Unsure where you were, you see the dark red sludge stretched into the distance on a sloping surface. You quickly realized you were standing on your mom's lower lip in her red lipstick. Her upper lip loomed above, threatening to smother you if she so much as puckered her lips slightly. Fearing she would lick her lips or something, you began wading through the thick makeup. It was like walking to the end of a high cliff.
When you got to the edge you mapped out the jump. You would leap from her lip down to her shirt, a white, form-fitting blouse. From there you would climb up her long, brown hair to her ear. You knew she could hear you in there. All this on a moving woman over a thousand times your size. "Easy."
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