The first thing Gene noticed even before he opened his eyes was the thick, stale air around him. It had an odder to it that although unpleasant wasn’t completely revolting. The smell was like day old laundry that had soaked up the sweat and smells of the last user. Gene tried to sit up, but he only got half way when he smashed his head into a supple wall. Falling back down, Gene opened his eyes and wondered where the hell he was. Everything was completely black and he seemed to be trapped on a hot sticky surface. Trying to remember what had happened to him last, Gene couldn’t help but smile as memories of his great evening started coming back to him. After they dumped that giant pain in the ass or as she is called Aisha, the night was Genes. He hit every strip bar with the remaining money he had from the last job with the drug dealer. He had told Suzuka that they had run out of money, but he had lied to get some of the moolah for himself. He must have had at least a hundred different girls on his lap that night and with the last of his money, he had bought the most expensive hooker he could afford. They did it in the back alley behind the hotel because he knew that if Melfina or Suzuka say his evening delight, the chances of him scoring with them later would be in serious jeopardy. After slapping skin with the whore for a not very long, Gene gave her the cash and a little more for doing it in such a filthy place. When he had walked into the hotel, he was striding like he owned the place, he may have no more money, but with a giant Ctarl-Ctarl at his beck and call, he wouldn’t be long before he owned the whole planet. The only problem was keeping Aisha on a leash, he had to have her under his thumb, but also he couldn’t have her following him around like a lost puppy. No girl would come near him if Aisha were shadowing his rear. So, now that he knew what had last happened to him, where in the galaxy was he?

“Hello?” Gene screamed before trying to move. All movement was restricted because his skin was stuck on a strange creased sweltering surface. Taking a deep breath to think, Gene noted that the humidity was extremely high and although it was labored, he could breath in this sweltering tunnel. With not a single idea where he could be or how he had got there, struggling around and hoping for an exit seemed like the only option for Gene at this time. When Gene stared kicking and squirming around, the surrounding tunnel started to tremble and shake like an earthquake was happening.

“Hehehehehe,” The booming chuckle echoed from high above Gene. The cruel laughter was resembled Aisha mean giggles that she got when Gene was in trouble or humiliated. Only they seemed distorted and imprecise, like they were coming from speakers all around Gene.
“Aisha, is that you?” Gene asked as the trembles stopped for a moment before starting again when a response came.

“Yep,” the distorted voice of Aisha relied smugly. Before Gene could ask any more questions, he noticed that where ever he was, it was starting to contract itself around him. The air was pushed out of Gene as the surrounding walls closed around him pining covering him in a yielding cocoon of the strange enclosure all over him. Gene struggled frantically and without success for some minutes, he fell limp after a few minutes and the walls quickly loosened around him.

“Sorry about that, I just wanted to feel where you are and I got a little carried away.” Aisha didn’t sound sorry to Gene, she sounded only triumphant and pleased.

“And where am I?” Still disorientated Gene asked. Gene regained his senses after a moment of gasping in the stale rotten air around him. He was starting to get used to the stench and was could actually distantly remember smelling it before. It was at that moment that Gene remembered where he had smelled it before. When they had been getting information on the drug bounty, Gene had smelled this exact reek from the two guys that Aisha had up her….

“I’d say that you’re a few feet from my asshole,” Aisha said before another giggle rattled Gene around in his rectum prison. Gene nodded slowly; he had been stuck up Aisha’s ass. He had been shoved past Aisha’s asshole and into her body. He was inside her intestines where he would soon be greeted by mountains of Aisha’s past meals. He was inside the butt of a two hundred foot Ctarl-Ctarl. He was inside one of his crewmates backside. Gene thought about his situation from all those angels and let it mull over in his mind. The weight became too much and he lost consciousness after a few seconds.