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// Minuette's Field Trip. 
// Story: Tales from Tinies. 
// by MrAquino 
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“Alright students, let’s take our seats.”   Professor Montgomery Belvedere addressed his class as they shuffled slowly into the vast lecture theater.   His biology class had been a favorite among many generations of Tinies here in Canterlot, and he was proud to have seen so many graduates go on and do great things, from bringing back old devices like the Radio and Television, to introducing new modes of transport.   Belvedere had been a lecturer at the University of Durham in England, and had contributed significantly to the institution’s developing research, having been on several expeditions across the globe and publishing various book.  He was in the twilight of his career now, approaching 65, and had twice been thwarted in his attempts to retire due to his uncanny and popular ability to bring such life to a subject considered dull when examining life itself.   Now, however, he was desperate for one last hurrah.   He spoke in eloquent British English, which one might only compare to someone like Hugh Grant, say.  He prided himself on his dapper appearance - smart, but never too traditional.   During one unsuccessful trip to the United States he had wound up in this land of Equestria and had taken it upon himself to educate the various young people he had come across, as the Tinies had themselves founded an educational institute here in Canterlot.  Naturally, he had been appointed as Head of Department, and today he was giving only his fourth lecture to a group of freshmen who seemed enthusiastic-enough.  Due to lack of attendance these days however, this group was a bit of a mix: some were no more than 13 years old, others looked almost 18.   With a smile he waited for them all to be silent and began his spiel.

“Now, in today’s lesson we’re going to be looking at anatomy!”  A few groans came from the back, but Belvedere held up a hand to silence them, “I know, I know - ‘this is like kid’s stuff, Monty’, ‘we did this years ago’, ‘i know myself well enough’ - well let me assure you that you do not understand anatomy the way I am about to propose.  For you see, it is my belief that there is a fundamental problem with teaching you from a textbook about what goes on in there!” He gestured to one of the students’ chest-areas dramatically, before turning on the projector and taking the class through his slideshow.   “The problem, I say, is that a textbook cannot offer you the whole truth because a textbook has not been inside a body; it doesn’t know the whole story.   Now we find ourselves in a strange predicament, because of our small stature in this place.   These ponyfolk strut about like giants, as we petty humans walk around between their legs and find ourselves dishonorable graves - some of them even eat us like food!   It is true, there have been massive efforts in recent times to integrate our two communities so that we might live peacefully in Equestria.   These efforts are grounded in the aims of humans to discover how ponies truly live and work!”    A student raised his hand, but Belvedere waved it away for now.   “Later, Cody.   Anyway, my proposal - given our syllabus has decreed this week be our anatomy lecture - is that we allow ourselves to enter the body of a pony!”

Clearly expecting applause and amazement, he held his arms up in dramatic manner, then looking at his class in surprise given their lack of response.

“Um, sir, my aunt was eaten by a pony last week.”

“Yeah Monty, this stuff happens all the time.  It’s nothing new.”

Belvedere sighed and pressed his clicker to the next slide.   It showed some form of gun, a large gun, and a diagram of a pill.  He gestured to the door, where four people proceeded to walk in shyly.    “This venture into their innards will be different.  For you see, I and my associates - come in, fellas! - have worked on and hopefully perfected a method of miniaturization that will enable us not only to be indigestible but also free to roam around inside the body at a size which will not be restricted at all!”   At this, a few students sat up in their seats, beginning to see the exciting potential.   The Professor continued, showing a new slide of a pony’s anatomical structure: “thanks to this brilliant invention - and with a fair contribution from two Canterlot ponies who shall remain nameless - we will be miniaturized into this capsule here, and ingested by our volunteer.   I shall explain the digestive process for our younger classmates, and upon reaching the stomach, you will be offered the chance for a free roam - individually-manned pods will be released from the microscopic capsule!”  A few students gasped in awe.   “From there I will lead us to the various sights I feel are necessary for our progress, and as for this...”  He picked up a syllabus and tossed it behind him flamboyantly.   The class cheered, as he then introduced his associates: “Helping us on our mission will be Dr. Rick Dagless - former chief engineer of the Division of Engineering and Construction in Cleveland, Ohio; Dr. Amanda Mooy-Singh - the former director of Nanotechnology at the University of Calcutta; Professor Mary Soo - former Head of Neuroscience and Psychology at Oxford; and Steve.  Steve is my lab assistant.”  Steve gave the class a wave, received with a few cheers; the lab-coated trio received a round of applause.   Belvedere went on: “They will be communicating with us from Canterlot’s own college laboratory; I’ve spoken to the Dean there and she’s kindly going to let us use their Lab 17 to conduct this experiment.  As a matter of fact, word must have got out because I received a telephone call from Ponyville Hospital this morning.   A Doctor ‘Horse’ and Doctor ‘Kane’ wish to assist preparations in the lab, which will of course be extremely helpful.   If you’ll pardon an old man’s pride, this expedition will no doubt go among the many great ventures in my illustrious career!”  At this, he turned to the Union Jack hung from a flagpole beside his desk, and wiped a tear from his eye.   “Keep this quiet for now, boys and girls.  We commence our mission in three days’ time, so clear out your schedules because as soon as our volunteer turns up, it’s go-time!”

The class started chatting excitedly to each other.   “I can’t believe this is gonna happen, we’ll be part of scientific history!”

“We better get straight A’s for this…”

“I wonder who would possibly volunteer for this.”

“I bet Rainbow Dash would; anything to get more Tinies in her belly…”

“No, surely the resident geek Moondancer would want to be involved.”

“Class dismissed!” Professor Belvedere belted out, and the class filed out in excited and hysteric chat.  “Shhh!” the Professor hissed at them with a finger to his lips, and the students whispered as they walked out the hall.   Belvedere, meanwhile, turned to his associates and greeted them kindly as they began to oversee preparations.




Dr. Horse and Dr. Kane had just got off the train at Canterlot’s station.   They made their way towards the Canterlot Laboratories, located underneath the castle’s extensive grounds, and debated various scientific theories with one another.   

They had both come from the Ponyville Hospital, and had been informed of an intriguing project being carried out by the renowned human Montgomery Belvedere, and had wanted to be involved in any way they could.   “The way I see it,” Kane spoke, “whether human or pony, all of us in this profession are doing what we do in the name of science!”

Horse nodded.  “Yes, so we must all try to get along.   Hopefully this enterprise will prove a successful way to unite us ponies with those Tinies.”  He waved as Lyra Heartstrings trotted past, smiling at a familiar face.

“Professor Belvedere said to you on the phone that he needs one more pony volunteer though.   I assume he needed several ponies to help in the lab, given his size…”

Horse agreed and began scouting.   He asked a few passers-by, but they all said they were in a rush or too busy to get involved with any experiment.  Fancy Pants had even retorted, “I’m not going to be some Tiny’s guinea pig!” with a huff.
Eventually Dr. Horse stopped two young mares walking past, Lemon Hearts and Minuette.   They recognised him from their occasional trips to Ponyville.  “Hi girls, how’s it going?”

“Veeerry good, Dr. Horse!” Minuette said with a beaming smile.

“It’s nice to see you” Lemon Heart added.

Dr. Horse looked touched, then said: “You remember Dr. Kane, girls?   He’s one of our top surgeons in the hospital down in Ponyville.”

“Oooh cool!  Gosh, being a surgeon must be so difficult, having to know where everything goes” Minuette said pensively, as Kane smiled.

“We’ve just been to Donut Joe’s.  What brings you to Canterlot, doctor?” Lemon Hearts asked Dr. Horse.

“Well my little filly, you see, I’ve been invited to take part in a little science project which a class of Tinies have conjured up.   They’re looking for one more volunteer…”

“Oh” Lemon Hearts replied blankly, “well that sounds interesting, I guess…”

“I’ll do it!” Minuette jumped in eagerly.

“Really?” asked Lemon Hearts.

“Sure, I love helping out for stuff.  Especially educational stuff!” Minuette said excitedly, bouncing around as Kane and Horse shrugged at each other before escorting the two mares to the labs.   As they reached the entrance, security guards stopped them.    The doctors produced their passes, and were let in along with Minuette after they explained that she was volunteering.   She turned back to her friend Lemon Heart, who, despite having a pass due to working at the palace, was not in the mood for science.  “Sorry, Lemon...I hope this won’t take long - I’ll catch you later though, still down for dinner?”

“Of course!  Have fun, but be careful.” Lemon waved and turned away.





Professor Belvedere stood on the floor of the laboratory floor in Lab 17, running through a roll-call register for his eager students.   Clearly, a few students had not been impressed by the prospect of entering pony innards, and had neglected to turn up: overall, the Professor had 12 of his students today. This was especially useful given that the scientists and he had only manufactured 9 balls to fit inside the capsule; a few people would have to share.   The door to the room swung open with a creak and the humans turned, craning their necks upwards to observe who was coming in.   The two pony doctors were visible by the doorway, but before they entered, a blue mare came running in all excited.   “Ooh, labs are so futuristic and hi-tech!  What are we doing then?”

“Minuette, get back here!” Dr Horse muttered through gritted teeth, summoning her back out into the hallway.   As the mare looked saddened, the doctor explained: “There are Tinies in there, most likely on the floor.   Watch your step, my dear, okay?”  Minuette nodded and proceeded to walk in slowly, almost over-dramatic as if on tip-toe.  Eventually Belvedere called out to the ponies and they subsequently peered down at their hooves.  “Ah, Professor.  Good to meet you, sir.  We’re very much looking forward to this.”

“As am I, Doctor Horse.   I think it will prove revolutionary.”

Doctor Kane gestured towards Minuette.  “Behold, our volunteer.”  Minuette smiled innocently, clearly beginning to get curious, if not suspicious.

“Hey! I know that pony; that’s Minuette” said Andy, one of the students.  “She helped me in a photography class last month.”

Another student, Carlos, nodded in agreement, “Yeah she’s so nice.  I saw her give a homeless pony a box of doughnuts once.”  The class nodded their approval as they watched the unfurling conversation.

“Soooo what exactly do you need me for?” she asked.

Some of the students sniggered and laughed; Belvedere glanced at the doctors, unimpressed with their neglect to brief the volunteer.  As the doctors broke a sweat, he spoke up loudly: “dear filly, you are to become the most historic field trip in human history!”  The pony looked confused, so he went on: “it’s simple.   We’re going to enter your body at a miniaturized size and explore a world no man has been before!”

Minuette stared open-mouthed, as Kane wrapped a hoof around her.  “Isn’t that great, Minuette?  You’re gonna help all these kids learn about science!  That’s more than we could ever do!”

Minuette smiled nervously, “ahaha...yyeeah, great!  I suppose I did say I liked helping educational stuff...what do I have to do?”

“Nothing” Belvedere answered.  “Just relax and enjoy your meal, whilst we take care of things.”

Minuette was escorted to a table to sit at, and Dr. Horse proceeded to pick up the miniaturization ray coil. The class were huddled into their designated spot on a platform, and alongside them stood the capsule, which they had purposefully designed to be the size of a Tiny so that they could build it effectively and accurately. Horse activated the gun and grimaced in fear as the rays emitted from it shone on to the tiny humans, and within seconds they were gone. Dr. Mooy-Singh, who was nearby on the platform, located the tiny humans - now dwarfed even by her - and held up a pony-sized magnifying glass with Dr. Dagless’ help. Thus, the pony doctors were able to see the shrunken class boarding their capsule.“Go distract the...pony” Professor Soo stressed to the doctors, and Kane headed over to Minuette to start a playful conversation.  She looked bored as she sat at the table, but to everyone’s delight, her stomach rumbled.

“Ooh, I’m so hungry I could eat a horse!” she joked, rubbing her belly.

“How about a whole class of humans?” Belvedere asked his students, and they all laughed as Dr. Mooy-Singh picked them up. “Woooah, careful Amanda. Now just...hand us to Dr. Horse, okay?”  The human doctor nodded and carefully placed the miniscule capsule on Dr. Horse’s ready hoof; he walked carefully with it in his unicorn magic towards the lab counter, where a bowl of thick noodle soup with sliced carrots, potatoes and dumplingshad been prepared. The three human scientists, and Steve, were then lifted up by Horse and placed on a tabletop where they had earlier constructed a control panel.   There was also a pony-sized television monitor allowing them all to see a live-feed from within the capsule.   As soon as they switched this on, Belvedere and his class were ready, and proceeded to give a wave and cheer.  They were seated in their 8 pods, albeit united under the immense dome of the capsule.   The Professor checked the radio and communications systems were working, and giving a thumbs-up from his own pod he signalled the all-clear.

Meanwhile, Kane and Minuette were busily chatting, but the doctor assumed a serious tone now.  “So basically what we need you to do is eat your lunch here.  By doing so, you’ll also ingest the capsule, which our tiny friends are now aboard. All good?”

Minuette nodded slowly, “okay, so I should basically not chew?  Like, swallow it all whole?  I can’t crush them or anything; I don’t want a lawsuit on my hooves, doctor.”

Kane turned to the scientists and muttered.  “Dammit, Belvedere said we have to get her to eat it properly; otherwise it won’t present an accurate recording of how the mouth works.”

Dr. Dagless looked nervous, “Well what do we do? The stupid mare knows the score now.”

“I’ve got it!”  Professor Soo exclaimed, and huddled them in - with Horse now joining - and leaving Minuette confused as the professor explained her plan.

Minuette looked up as the two doctors and the three Tinies turned to face her. “Err say, Minuette, we need to get some personal information down to accurately complete our study...like, just a few questions to ask you…” Dr. Soo spoke somewhat unconvincingly, and Kane unsubtly turned the television screen away from Minuette’s view.   “So, where were you born?”

“What does this have to do wi-”

“It’ll help us conduct a legitimate psychological study as we prepare to make contact with cerebreal mater.”

“Umm, okay...I was born here in Canterlot.”   Horse nodded and began to write down on a clipboard, whilst Steve slunk off to one side unnoticed.

“Aaaand who were your childhood friends?”

“Wweeelll I used to hang out a lot with Twilight Sparkle and Moondancer, but they’re kinda busy these days.  I guess being a Princess means not much time for childhood friends, right?”  She chuckled to herself.  “No but I was and still am good friends with Lemo-  OW!”    Whilst she’d been distracted by the random questioning, Steve had thrust a small needle into her front leg on the table, and now smiled innocently as he dashed off back to the others.   “What was that for?!” she asked annoyed, rubbing her leg.

“Congratulations, Minuette.  You are now, officially, a field trip.”  Kane said with a smirk, as the blue unicorn shrugged.

Of course, the needle had nothing in it; the capsule was still in the soup, although now hidden better.   Dr. Horse proceeded to bring the plate to the table and placed it in front of her.  “You must be hungry, Minuette. We’ve interrupted your lunch today.” The scientists then dispersed so as not to arouse suspicion, and let her eat in peace...

“Well yeah, I was meant to..ah whatever I don’t care.  Thanks for the free grub!” she said happily, and decided to lift up the bowl with her hooves instead of her horn.

Down buried in the soup, the capsule was shaken about slightly as Minuette grabbed hold of them.  It had sent vibrations through the liquids and the class were grateful to be inside a sturdy bullet-proof capsule.  “Hmm, perhaps a little bit to the left..there we go!” Belvedere had been hoping to get a good view, and just as they felt themselves being raised upwards - one of the students felt a bit nauseous from the sensation and received a bit of stick for it - a lettuce leaf moved and offered them the slightest sight of the giantess blue pony in-front of them, opening her mouth wide completely unaware of the capsule’s presence.   “All aboard for our luxury cruise down the alimentary canal!  Alright class, hold tight - this bit might be a bit...bumpy!”

Minuette stuck out her tongue and closed her eyes as she relished her imminent first bite: “Aaaaaah”

The class were beginning to look visibly disturbed by the sight of a pony’s massive mouth in-front of them, and Katie - whose aunt had been nommed by a pony - seemed particularly troubled.   Minuette’s mouth opened wide and they could see all the way in, from the glistening white jaws of teeth to the giant tongue almost beckoning them in, to the back of her throat under her uvula, which hung like a sentry at its post in front of the dark tunnel below it.  The Professor went to console her whilst the soup entered the mouth and everything became a lot darker.   Some students seemed nervous, but Belvedere lazily flicked a switch next to him and lights came on within the capsule. Minuette’s front teeth clenched shut behind them, and the mouth outside the capsule sprung into action.  A large stream of saliva drooled onto the roof of the capsule, briefly scaring them all, but that was the least of things to come: the giant incisors cut into the lettuce as easily as you could tear a piece of paper; the molars, as large as supermarkets at the back, gnashing away and grinding at the back as lumps of vegetables and noodles found their way to it; and her tongue, running the show, the ginormous organ below them thrusting food back and forth inside this immense cave. “Woooaahh!” the class all screamed - some in absolute terror and some in delight - as the capsule was shaken about like the world’s most intense simulator ride. Pieces of chewed food splashed against the sides of the glass capsule, grossing out some kids even more.   As some of the students began taking photos and aweing at the sights around them, Belvedere smiled broadly as his class looked out of the windows.  The younger students were extremely curious. “Professor Belvedere, what’s going on?”  One of the students scoffed at the question.

“Be nice, Cody.  Excellent question, Malcolm.   Allow me to begin; class, try and pay attention to what I’m saying!   We’re inside the mouth, which is the start of the digestive process in all of our bodies!  Or, as I see it - the gateway into a pony’s inner story!  Minuette’s teeth crush and grind her food to smaller pieces so that it is easier for her body to digest, Malcolm, and the tongue acts as the orchestrator, sending the various pieces of food to where they need to be chewed more.   There are also- aaaah!”  As he said this, the capsule was rocked to one side as the giant tongue tilted to one side, sending them plummeting into a pool of saliva around the base of the tongue.

Another young student pointed up at the gumlines: “Professor, what is that grey stuff on her tooth?”

Belvedere squinted upwards to the lower jaws and explained.  “Ah, now you see Abigail, that is called plaque, and it’s a nasty breeding spot for bacteria when you don’t brush your teeth!”

Abigail pondered a moment.  “So, Minuette doesn’t brush her teeth?”

“It would seem she didn’t this morning - which is surprising, given her dental-awareness...But then, she has had donuts already, and they’re covered in...sugar!  Another thing which can lead to this deposit of plaque.”   Even the older students were making notes now, as the mouth suddenly opened wide and let in the outside light, as Minuette brought in a waterfall of chunky soup.


“Mmm, I dunno what you put in this soup but it’s delicious!”  Minuette exclaimed as she chewed happily.

“Good, good.” Horse said, extremely uninterested however; he and Kane were watching their television monitor so intently.

“What are you guys watching?”

“Oh, just some show about an old science experiment.”  Minuette scowled in boredom and took another swig.

“How’s it going?” Dr Dagless asked quietly; he’d gone off to make some coffee for his fellow humans.

“It’s incredible, it’s like we’re inside her mouth too” Dr. Mooy-Singh whispered, as the five of them watched the screen.

Noticing that Minuette was getting annoyed, Professor Soo turned to her.  “Minuette, our miniature friends are currently in your bloodstream, completely safe!  We’re going to turn on the audio soon so we can maintain contact with them.”

“Okay, cool!” Minuette said, before cracking a smile as she looked down at her food, “at least if they’re in my blood I can’t cause any harmful destruction to them!”

Inside her mouth, Cody pressed his nose up against the glass.  “Woah, look at all this harmful destruction!” he cried, watching as the molars grinded at a piece of carrot, and a chunk from it came flying right onto the capsule’s roof. Suddenly, the capsule was moved by the tongue and the muddy clumps of chewed-up food, pushing the capsule onto the side of the blue pony’s right molars.  The jagged white boulders pierced the left side of the capsule, loosening two of the bubble-shaped pods and sending one rolling down the lined teeth; unfortunately and fortunately as well, the pod came rolling down between two of the large boulder-like molars and got stuck, wedged between them. “No, NO dammit!”  Belvedere himself panicked as the pods broke away.   The other loose pod bounced, rolling back as the gigantic tongue curved up, sending the pod to the tip of Minuette’s tongue and was met with a wall of sloping food as the bolus worked its way down the slippery tongue.  The tongue curved up, sending the pod flying as the tinies inside screamed and clutched their seats as the pod made impact with the flappy uvula.  The moisture of Minuette’s saliva made the uvula sticky; the pod stayed settled on the dripping flap hovering above her throat.

“Any second now, she should be swallowing…” Belvedere thought aloud - and sure enough, the tongue lurched upwards. “Seatbelts on, class!” he cried out to them, as they all strapped themselves in to their pods.   Malcolm pointed up at the uvula curiously. “That’s Minuette’s uvula.  The uvula is to stop food from going up into your nasal passages.  You know sometimes when you can taste food in your nose?  That’s cos this baby hasn’t done her job.  Anyway, Minuette’s about to swallow, meaning the next step of our adventure is coming up.” The Professor explained, as the tongue thrust them high into the mouth and floating just below the uvula with a whoooosh!    “Here we go…” Belvedere thought, watching the throat open up ahead of them. He was thinking of how he was going to retrieve the lost pods in the mouth.

Everyone screamed as they fell down Minuette’s throat, which was, in their size, both the widest, and longest waterslide anyone’s ever been on. They saw her throat muscles move like smooth waves, though the soup she’d had came down around them all like a waterfall, with chunks of noodles and veggies thrown into the mix.   Belvedere briefly explained to his mesmerized students: “Now this is the oesophagus, where food is squeezed down into the next stage of digestion...basically we’re heading down her throat.”

“You think some of us don’t know that!?” One of the students yelled, having gone to full panic - before being reminded by the professor that not only were some of the students much younger, but also that this was a first-hand look at something never-before-seen by human eyes.

“Alright, everyone!” Belvedere shouted. “We’re about to land in her stomach in any second now! Hold on tight!” As he said that, their capsule splashed into the stomach before emerging from the acid. Islands of cher food were all around, bubbling away in the mare’s stomach, which moves on its own, covered in slime; an opening for more stomach acid came in from a in one of the walls. The walls shook rapidly before a gust of wind made the capsule jump into the air before splashing back in.

Outside, Minuette let out a small burp, who blushed. “Eh, sorry about that.” She quickly apologized. Her stomach growled, prompting her to rub her belly. “There, there, you’ll get more, Mr. Tummy.”





Back inside the blue giantess’s mouth, the two stray pods had been left inside there after she’d swallowed her meal; the pod that hung from her uvula stayed stuck, and inside it two of the younger students, Luke and Eric, watched webbings of saliva dripping onto the pod’s glass, dripping off it and down the tip of the uvula.  Wedged in-between the mare’s massive molars, Carlos and Andy watched from their pod as the spongy flesh of Minuette’s tongue softly brushed up onto the glass of the pod, smothering the glass with slops of saliva.  Andy spoke up: “Alright let’s not panic...what are we gonna do to join the others? Cos I don’t want to end up on the optional tour down the Root Canal instead...” she grimaced as the saliva-soaked tongue smeared the windows more, presumably Minuette having felt something in her teeth.

“I guess we try pedalling our way out.” Carlos said, as the tongue slipped down slowly and gave the students a chance to pedal.  The pair started pushing the pedals down, and the pod started to move down onto the slimy surface of the mare’s tongue.  The massive taste-buds looked like lumps of red hills that the pod had to drive up and down over. The students in the pod watched as the teeth slowly opened, showing the lips spread apart as beams of light shone inside, the streaks reflecting off the shine of the saliva that coated the inside of the mouth, as well as giving the students a look at the illuminated uvula, spotting the other pod stuck on the dangling flap.

“Look down there!” Luke noticed another pod driving along the tongue below. “Guess we're not the only ones left behind.” He gulped nervously and started to pedal the pod. There was a peeling sound from outside as the saliva under their pod loosened; the pod detached from Minuette’s uvula and fell down onto the spongy surface below, cushioning their fall. The two pods drove across the tongue toward each other, meeting at the center of the vast pinkish-red landscape. They parked next to one another and both pods hissed as they opened, letting the top half lift up so that the students could step out onto the sloppy flesh.  They were initially overcome by the various smells lingering in this cavernous locale. “Damn, did Minuette chow down on an entire Thanksgiving dinner or what?!” Andy exclaimed.   The impact of their shoes made a squish sound, letting their weight sink into the squishy tongue as the spit soaked into their soles.

“Gross, straight from the horse’s mouth.” Luke cringed, lifting up his foot showing the sticking webs of saliva cling to the bottom of his shoe.  As the four students walked around, stumbling a bit, they walked across the slimy surface and watched the jaws suddenly open as Minuette let loose a loud yawn. Gusts of air blew passed the students; they watched as the uvula and fleshy sides of the throat flexed, stretching the flesh and the uvula to bounce up from the yawn. The tongue shifted down, showing the abyss waiting below; the pods suddenly rolled down it, and Eric gasped as the others panicked. Eric felt the gusts blowing through his hair; he grimaced and covered his face from the breaths of the blue giantess.  A feeling which could only be described as a sudden earthquake, shook the slimy flesh and jiggled the four students around, who slipped and fell down into the saliva pools below them, getting covered by puddles. “UGH! That’s disgusting!” Luke flailed his hands about trying to wave off the saliva but only resulted in the spit spreading on him more. The lumpy hills of the tongue began to lift and shift; Minuette was slightly moving her tongue, but for the microscopic tinies it felt like an earthquake in her cavernous mouth. Luke felt the tongue decompressing its fleshy back lumps down as gravity took hold.

“Hang on! I’ll…” Eric was interrupted from his shout, for as he’d been running down the giant taste-bud he’d slipped on the slimy surface of the tongue and ended up sliding down next to Luke.  The two boys collided and with that, they both went tumbling down the impressed flesh, both boys screaming as they looked down and saw what was ahead: Minuette’s gaping throat. The dark abyss looked capable of swallowing them whole with no effort - but suddenly the tongue lifted up, the two peaks of this slimy landscape blocking off the throat and instead rising to the uvula. Both boys found their safety was back on her uvula - as Carlos and Andy had themselves discovered earlier - so they slid over the mountainous taste-buds and leapt onto the fleshy flap, clinging to the skyscraper-sized thing for their dear lives.

The tongue slowly drifted back down - the reason could have been that Minuette had a itch in her throat; but the two boys were just grateful they hadn’t slid down into the abyss of Minuette’s throat for the time being. As they were making their descent, they spotted Andy and Carlos picking themselves up, watching carefully so as not to slip again...but a strange sound could be heard that made them both look at each other and around there surroundings.

Andy and Carlos walked ahead of the pods trying to find the source.  Remembering how Minuette had helped her photography, Andy thought of what a nice photograph this view would make as she looked to the front of the mouth.  She slowly walked behind Carlos, and they only saw the slightly-opened lines of white teeth when a flood of saliva came rushing down the lumpy tastebuds of the massive tongue and headed straight for them.

“She’s swallowing - run Carlos! Run!” Andy grabbed Carlos by the collar, pulled him back and pushed him, making the boy run as the flood came rushing down, chasing the two down a path in a crack of the tongue’s surface.   Andy kept running and saw Carlos was way behind; she made a quick turn, grabbing him, and ran as much as she could - but the added weight of Minuette’s saliva soon took its toll on them and caused the pair to get washed into the oncoming wave of saliva. Carlos and Andy held their breaths and swam up to the surface, gasping for air as they saw the incoming throat.

“Swim!” Andy roared to Carlos. The two swam as fast as they could, the rushing saliva crashed in ginormous waves, causing the tiny boy and girl to be pushed back down into the saliva. With the two having re-surfaced once again, they tried to swim, with the edge of the tongue coming closer and closer. The pair held each other tight as the abyss neared; suddenly the two felt a jab and found themselves being pulled away; both were pulled from the rushing river of saliva by Eric and Luke.

“That was way too close.” Eric signed.

“Thanks guys.” Andy shook off the globs of saliva dripping off her arms. As the two tried to shake off the sticky saliva, the tongue began moving again, causing the pods to slide down it slowly.. Desperately they chased after their pods, jumping inside and closing the hatches as the tiny pods slid down the slimy and slippery surface.

The two pods rolled down the taste-buds and then dipped down, sliding down the steep fleshy hills and down to the throat.They managed to steer their pods out of the rapids of saliva momentarily, watching it tumble down the pony’s throat with a loud gulp! The mouth fell silent for about a second, as they could hear the saliva going down below them; but suddenly they got caught in some kind of follow-up swallow which sent them hurtling into the throat.  The four students anticipated they would be going down her oesophagus, but to their surprise Minuette’s epiglottis sealed off the opening to the oesophagus. Instead, the windpipe opened up - the two fleshy flaps opening as rushing air sucked the pods in and sent them down into the windpipe of the blue giantess.

The two pods went tumbling down the tunnel, sometimes bouncing of the walls and spun around like a pinball as the students from inside. The kids could feel the rushing winds on the glass; they were flying faster and faster through the tunnel with every extra gust of wind pushing them further down. Soon there was impact, thankfully the pods stayed intact but the kids inside felt dizzy with headaches and sores.

“W-Where are we?” Luke mumbled, opening the pod. His eyes widened seeing where they were: it was a fleshy cave with multiple caverns, all with air gushing through them. “Guys...I think we're in her lungs.”

Meanwhile, Minuette sighed and looked up at the scientists gathered around their monitor, and she began walking over to them. “Can I watch?”  She asked curiously, as Kane looked nervously at her, offering the faintest of encouraging smiles.

“Er, sure! We think the class are actually in your chest cavity right now”

“Chest cavity? Where’s that exactly?” the blue unicorn asked innocently.

“Oh it’s around here” Dr. Horse said, gesturing to her chest without even taking his eyes off the screen. As Minuette tried to get a view of the monitor, she sighed heavily as she looked at her chest suspiciously.

“Would it help make it more exciting for them if I hyperventilate?   It can be like a fun ride for them all!”   Minuette said, beginning to pant.

Kane rose from his place and ran over to her: “Don’t!   You’ve no idea what that could do to them!”   He rested a hoof over her whilst she looked upset and disheartened.

Deep inside Minuette’s lungs, the pods had been badly bruised and shaken from the panting.   The fast gusts of air had sent them hurtling back and forth around the organ at great speed, and a collision with a blood vessel had left an indent on the pod which had banged Carlos’ head quite badly.   When the mayhem appeared to cease, they opened their pods.   As Andy tried to help Carlos, Luke tried to re-connect the pods whilst Eric surveyed the area during this moment of respite.   It was short-lived, however, for they were suddenly whisked away first into a capillary and then into the bloodstream at an immense rate - and so, being careful to dodge on-coming vessels, they tried to work out where they were.   “We must be in the abdomen!”  Eric shouted to Andy’s pod alongside, above the noise of the travelling fluid. “We need to get to the stomach; it’s where Professor Belvedere and the others will be!”   Nodding her approval, Andy tried to steer her pod closer to Eric, whilst Carlos sat unconscious. So precarious was their situation, that not one of them had remembered this was meant to be an educational experience.

“There!” Luke pointed, seeing a small opening up ahead. He had remembered the anatomical diagram he’d studied in preparation for the trip, and guided the quartet through the narrow slit.   They found themselves in a very tight and narrow passageway, very cool with a noticeably dry air.   There was barely enough space for the two pods to sit side-by-side.

They opened their pods again, but their voices echoed and reverberated around this new place.  “This must be the inferior phrenic artery” Andy mumbled, having studied the diagram herself.  Luke nodded, and at that moment Carlos began to come around. “Carlos!” Andy cried in relief, hugging him as the boy rubbed his sore head. After taking a short break, they re-commenced pedalling their way through this passage until it suddenly got very dark, and all light seemed to escape them as the tunnel curved downwards menacingly.

“Um, are you sure this is the right way?” Eric asked, whilst the others looked nervously ahead into the nothingness.   Walking in single-file, Andy eventually lost her footing in-front and the others soon followed; coursing through the tunnel they screamed in the darkness until they could just-about begin to make out an opening up ahead.





The class capsule re-emerged from the stomach’s acids.   As juices dripped down the windows, the students saw Minuette’s stomach at work, as it pulsed a bit, with small islands of food floating around. A few of the students were interested, but others looked away in disgust.   Belvedere, sat at the front, was pensive.   He knew the trouble he would get into if it transpired that he’d lost four students on his little experiment, and so it was vital that he figured out a way to recover the stray pods.  Sensing the class’ growing concern behind him, he turned around and resumed his spiel: “Now class, this is quite obviously the stomach.  Very much like our own, this pony’s belly is used to dissolve food so that the body can absorb it in various ways.”   He then spoke quietly into his radio: “This is Belvedere.  We have reached the stomach, but we have lost two pods in the mouth.    Repeat: two pods prematurely released in the mouth.   Will wait in stomach for rendez-vous.   Over and out.”   At this, the outside team began to fret over the missing pods, and Dr. Mooy-Singh even asked a confused Minuette to open wide.   Seeing no sign of the microscopic pods in her now-messy mouth, they had taken the bold assumption that the pods must have been swallowed too, albeit separately.   Belvedere was made aware of this, but he shook his head disapprovingly.

Cody looked around the sheer size of this vast atrium of the belly.  “Wow, this place...it’s like a Tardis in here!   How can all this be inside her?!” Abigail sniggered at this comment, but some of the class were beginning to feel queasy. Belvedere had provided sick bags in the pods and a few children were starting to oblige their presence. A giant strand of noodle suddenly sploshed on top of the capsule, making pretty much everyone jump in fright...it slithered its way to one side and plopped into the acidic waters that were now very choppy all around.

“Um, Sir?” a young girl named Ellie asked. “Are you sure the capsule is safe in here?”  She peered down nervously at the acid as it caressed the side of the capsule.

“Quite safe.   This has been designed to withstand corrosion, Ellie - worry not.  Now class, once Miss Minuette decides to absorb us into the intestines through that sphincter over there, what do you say we take these little pods out for a spin?” Clearly expecting enthusiastic cheers, he made a glum face as his offer was returned with blank expressions of reservation. “Okay then…” he thought, cursing under his breath as he turned to one side, staring out the window which was becoming foggy and dripping with moisture. An enormous gurgle erupted from the stomach and the walls began shaking slowly but heavily, and with a great slosh a pile of food gave way and splashed into the acid. She definitely ate too much, too fast...we might be forecast a bit of indigestion… the Professor thought to himself. All of a sudden, Malcolm screamed from behind him.

“Sir! Sir, look!”  He pointed upwards, towards the stomach’s higher reaches, and squinting altogether, the class spotted it too: two small spheres, plummeting down from some unseen orifice into the acid below.

“It’s them!” Belvedere exclaimed. “We must get to them!”   He urged the class to try and steer the big capsule through the choppy waters to where the pods splashed into the stomach over the other side; by all leaning to one side and then the other, they were just about able to force the capsule to within sight of the two pods.

“Look, look it’s them!”  Andy cried out in relief, as she pointed to the capsule riding the dipping crest of a small acidic wave in the distance.

“Pedal for your life!” Luke shouted, as the four of them pedalled ferociously hard, finding it as difficult as you might expect riding a pedalo through rapids to be.   Panting in exhaustion, the pods reached the capsule, and opened their hatches to enter the capsule through the crack which had let them out in the first place.   The four kids gagged and coughed as the overpowering smells of Minuette’s stomach entered their nostrils.   Belvedere ushered them in and presently covered the crack with some supply boxes.   The two pods outside slowly sank into the stomach acids, and the professor watched on sadly.   Just as Belvedere turned and opened his mouth to speak, an enormous rumble echoed around the stomach, and the distant sound of chewing was heard.   With a sense of dread, the class looked out of the glass roof of the capsule to see the throat entrance bulging slightly - and sure-enough, an immense lump of something beige crashed down into the stomach.   A few of them groaned as this caused a huge tidal wave, the torrent of acid scooping them up and sending them hurtling into the stomach wall at speed.   Once the waters calmed, Belvedere informed the outside team of their retrieval of the lost students, and they all watched as the incoming food rose to the surface.  They noticed that it was indeed beige, but with a mixture of vibrant colours in it...perhaps they were...sprinkles?!

“Doughnuts…” Carlos said aloud, “Minuette just loves her doughnuts…”

“I’m more curious to know how she’s not full yet!  And that’s the second time today with the doughnuts...”  Belvedere exclaimed, and some of the class chuckled - until another load of chewed-up doughnut came with a splash.   Again the wave reached them and almost sent the capsule upwards this time, smashing against the stomach lining.

Minuette, meanwhile, had gone to the counter, and having tucked into her bag of doughnuts, felt her stomach churn slightly.  She gave it a gentle rub as she said aloud, “come on Mr. Tummy, it’s just doughnuts!”

“No it’s not…” Dr. Daglass said to her pensively, not taking his eyes off the screen.

“Huh?”  Minuette went back to the screen.

Dr. Horse turned to her.   “My dear Minuette, it appears the class are in your stomach.  You must be giving them one hell of a show.”

Minuette’s eyes lit up.  “Oh cool!   Maybe they’re hungry now!   Here you go guys!”  And she took an entire doughnut-half and shoved it in her mouth, chewing loudly before swallowing with a struggle.

“No!” Professor Sue and Kane had yelled simultaneously, with the latter trying to stop her from swallowing - in vain as she sighed as it went down.

“Wooooaaahh!”  The class all screamed as the stomach groaned as the throat opened and an unholy amount of food came tumbling in, so strong that it plunged them underwater as well - at this point, Belvedere actually smiled; for he realised that the impact was propelling them towards where they needed to go next: the entrance to the intestines.   The sphincter opened and closed as fluids gushed through it, and eventually they were sucked in too.    “Now this is gonna be Minuette’s small intestines.   The food mixes with enzymes and bile to be absorebed into the blood and-”

“Let’s get out there!” Cody interrupted.

“Yeah come on Monty, let’s use these thingies!”   another student piped up.

Belvedere let out a sigh.   “Very well class, but please be careful.   We’ll wait a little bit longer until the current has eased up a bit, then you can head out.  You’ll all have to share now, as we’re down two pods.”   Cody moaned as younger Eric eagerly jumped in his pod, whilst Luke, Carlos and Andy found each other partners.   When all 6 student pods were ready to be deployed, Belvedere pulled a lever and the pods were released from a hatch under the capsule, one at a time.  When the last one was freed, the professor spoke into his radio: “Belvedere here, pod deployment complete.  Location: small intestine.  Over and out”.  His pod was attached by a chord to the main capsule, and although they didn’t know it, the students’ pods actually had magnetic mechanisms intended to draw them close to one another.   This soon became apparent when a few gung-ho students found themselves unable to pull away much further from the pack.   Nonetheless, they were all still impressed.  Of course, the four kids who’d been separated were not in the mood for pedalling and had done enough already, but everyone else was mesmerized by the views - food and minerals rushing past them at speed, the linings of this vast tube moving around, bile secreting from various ducts.   As they drifted onwards downstream, their attentions then turned to the villi which lined the surface surrounding them.   Belvedere wanted to educate these adventurous students, but they were too busy floating down into the forest of Minuette’s villi as if they were scuba-diving in a coral reef.   After a while, Belvedere retracted the pods into the capsule and waited until they were all safely back in.   Again he spoke into the radio: “Belvedere again.   Pods safely retracted, seven in total.   Proceeding with final phase.”   This was met by some hi-fives among the Tiny scientists, pleased that their engineering endeavour was thus proving successful.    The pods continued floating down until they transitioned into the entrance to the large intestine - it looked much drier up ahead.

“Sir…”  Belvedere turned to face Andy.   Although the glass pods were extremely see-through, their exposure to the harsh conditions of Minuette’s innards had left them stained and dripping with fluids.   “Sir, as far as I’m aware, there’s only one way out from this point…”

As Andy said this, the older students suddenly voiced their disapproval in an outcry of profanities.   Belvedere hushed them all.   “Now now, fear not.  You don’t think I’d give my class such a bummer of an ending to their trip…”

“Yes Monty, we do…”

The professor laughed.   “Don’t worry class. We’re going to be saved from a messy finale down in the rectum.   This capsule has been designed to trick the body into thinking we’re nutrients.  So, the jejunum is going to kindly absorb us into the bloodstream and get us off the alimentary canal.  This is our turning!” he joked, and a few of the students seemed satisfied with this plan.   Sure enough, at the last minute, the capsule felt as if it had been caught in a tractor-beam - they were being dragged slowly into a slit in the side, and once through it the view changed to a dark red.   They were inside Minuette’s bloodstream, and blood vessels passed them to and fro whilst they hovered there.   Professor Belvedere radioed the team: “Location: bloodstream.  Destination: brain.   Suggest terms for nervous transfer?”   As he awaited a response, he turned to the class and briefly summarised the functions of blood vessels and the general importance of blood, be it pony or human.

Eventually the radio buzzed.   “Come in, Belvedere!   We have an idea” the voice was Dr. Horse’s.    “We think you can activate an electronic nervous impulse which you may be small enough to travel on.”

“Erm...elaborate?”

“Okay, so listen carefully.”  This was Dr. Mooy-Singh speaking now.   “See the large red chord on your control panel, Monty?   Push the black button to its left.”   The professor pushed the button, and a small rod protruded from the capsule’s front.   The class watched curiously as it extended further and further, edging towards the side of the vein.

“Stand-by…” Belvedere spoke into the radio.   The Tinies outside were watching the rod themselves, from the monitor - meanwhile, Kane went to distract Minuette, who was lying on a small sofa in the next room, from the pain she was about to feel.   “Any second now…” Belvedere muttered, and the rod suddenly extended a small blade from its tip.  The blade rammed into the side of the vein, piercing it - and, at what felt like the speed of light, the capsule was whisked through the slit into a nerve.   Like a bolt of electricity they went rocketing upwards through the body, and both Belvedere and the scientists monitored the map of the pony’s body outline as the red dot bulleted its way towards the neck and eventually the head.





“Ow…” Minuette moaned.

“You okay, Minuette?” Kane asked soothingly.

“Yeah, just felt a jolt or something.   What are they doing in there?”

“They’re trying to get inside your head.”

Minuette laughed.  “They’re not the first to try that...anyway how long will this take, Doc?  I’m supposed to meet Lemon Hearts in an hour or so!”

Kane shushed her and nodded calmly.  “Yes yes, we’ll have them out soon.  Come on through, you can see their progress.”

“No thanks, Doc.   I think I’m gonna try get a power nap before my dinner.   Hey, if I’m sleeping won’t that make things nice and calm for them?”   She winked and snuggled up on the couch.

Deep inside her head, the capsule had managed to shake off of the nerve and was now inside the brain itself.    The class gasped in awe and amazement, and even Belvedere himself allowed himself to soak it all in.    Sparks flew around here and there; static shocks zapped outside and the whole place felt very...alive.   Nerves lit up in a bright electric blue as they streamed out of the brain and down to the spine and various parts of the unicorn’s body.   There was an aura of magic as well, with some nerves leading upwards into the horn above; these were glowing just as the horn might on the outside.   The class began taking pictures and making note, and then Dr. Horse spoke up on the radio: “the test subject is proceeding to sleep, stand-by.”

A few students looked confused.   “Is something bad going to happen because she’s sleeping?”

Belvedere chuckled.   “Now, the brain is actually just as active during sleep as it is during waking hours.  Waste is cleared from it, cells are re-energized, even regulating appetite and mood.”

Ellie spoke up.  “Ooooh, that must be why ‘power-naps’ are called that!”

“Exactly!” Belvedere smiled.  “This truly is a fascinating organ.   The things that go on in here, my God…”  He was about to deploy the pods again, when he had a sudden change of heart.

“What’s up, Monty?” Cody asked.

“I dunno, class.  I was going to say we could enter the brain in our pods again.  But I’m having second thoughts because that would be a serious invasion of poor Minuette’s privacy.”

The class were silent for a moment before Carlos spoke up.  “That’s true, prof.   She was never told that we might do something like that.”

“I’d feel guilty.” Abigail agreed.

As the class all nodded, Belvedere turned to his radio.   “Belvedere here.   We’re going to attempt commencing exit procedure.   Stand-by for updates, location: brain.  Destination: nose.”  After hanging up, Belvedere suggested to the class a most-risky plan.   “Okay, I’m going to eject my pod and try to steer the whole capsule towards the nasal passage, it’s our fastest way out of here.”   As the class watched on nervously, the professor pushed a lever and his pod proceeded to lift slowly out of the capsule, with its thick chords tethered tightly.    Out in the brain, Belvedere studied his map for a reminder and, once satisfied, he pedalled his pod towards where the nasal passage entrance.  He struggled, having to work extra hard to pull the capsule behind with him.    He was not a young man anymore, and the workout was taking its toll on his energy; nevertheless, he felt the capsule floating smoothly behind him in this strange and plasma-like locale.

The class were watching their professor break a sweat as they headed into an ominous and looming dark tunnel.   “I should go out there and help him” Cody said determined, but Andy’s friend Samantha held him back.

“No, you idiot - you’ll get electrocuted out there!”

Andy smiled.  “It’s a nice gesture, Cody.   But it’s way too dangerous.”

Luke spoke up from behind them.   “It’s not a bad plan though.    We should try get Monty’s attention, and swap drivers.”

Belvedere was panting now, exhausted from his efforts, when a large banging noise forced him to turn his head.   The class were banging on the glass front of the capsule, signalling to him with a rotation gestures.   Understanding, he retracted his pod back into the capsule, slinking back in his chair and sighing in relief.   The capsule drifted in the tunnel, floating there for a minute as droplets of air started to come past.  As soon as he was back in safely, Cody swapped pods and entered the professor’s pod.   “Let’s do this!”  he said, and pedalled at a blistering speed.    They rocketed into the nose speedily, and the class dispersed to various panels of glass to look around.


“Wooah, so this is what nostrils look like” Abigail said in awe, twitching her own nose slightly.

Belvedere was too tired to speak, and gestured at a notepad he had, upon which was clipped a scripted explanation of the nose, how nose-hairs worked, how uncannily similar pony and human noses were, and what bogeys were for.   Carlos and Andy, who were reading it over their professor’s shoulder, frowned at him when they saw explanations for the rectum, heart and reproductive system were also featured.  “Ugh!” Malcolm shouted, pointing at a giant bogey lying up in some of Minuette’s nose-hairs to one side.   Some of the class laughed, whilst the younger girls were clearly grossed out.

Cody, meanwhile, was solely focused on his path up ahead.    They were now in the outer nostrils, so he was waiting for that glorious moment when he would catch sight of the light at the end of the tunnel, but as he leaned into the glass in-front of him, squinting, he caught sight of a giant droplet too late, and it burst all over his pod, disorienting him and obscuring the view.   “Dammit!” he cursed as he couldn’t see where he was going, and eventually there was a horrible scraping noise as his pod crashed onto the hard ground of the nasal passage.   There was less of a zero-gravity effect here now, and so the capsule came sinking down behind it, submerged slightly in the snotty surface.

Minuette, happily snoozing on her sofa completely oblivious of not only the scientists and doctors monitoring her every moment, but also the microscopic capsule wedged up her nose.   She did, however, make a slight moan of discomfort, twitching her nose slightly.

Inside the nostril, the pony’s inhale actually helped the capsule and pod break free, and after a quick driver change to Eric, they edged their way closer to the way out.   Soon enough, the wind of Minuette’s breaths started to scoop them up, and they were whooshed towards the opening.   Hoping that would be enough to send them out, Eric was reeled back into the capsule.   However, the continuous inhale-exhale pattern meant that they would get close to the exit, only to be dragged back in slightly, and over and over again.   Belvedere picked up his radio.  “Come in?   Currently in left nostril.  Require assistance to exit.  Over.”

Dr. Horse headed over to the napping Minuette, holding some pollen in his hoof.   Steve came with him, and climbed up the sofa to the pony’s face.    “Make sure you catch them cleanly, Steve,” Dr. Horse warned, as Steve gave a nod.   The assistant reached Minuette’s giant face, sideways on a cushion, but with all his strength he lifted up the lightweight pony-sized cup and held it in-front of her nose.    As Dr. Horse approached the nostril with the pollen, Minuette’s rapid inhalations started.    Poor Steve was nearly sucked into the giantess’ gaping mouth, and a streak of saliva trickled out onto him.

Inside the nose, the group watched as pollen molecules entered the passageway, and eventually made their way to the mucosa.   Minuette woke up in surprise, and Dr. Horse used his magic to try and keep her head steady.  “Aaah...aaah…”

“Stand-by, this is it…” Kane spoke into the radio.

“AatCHOOOOOOO!”   Minuette sneezed loudly, almost looking in pain from the force of it.   The microscopic class screamed in delight, as if on a roller-coaster, as they were cannoned out of the nose at 100mph, accompanied by countless droplets of snot.   Their view suddenly became nothing but white, and some of the kids joked that they must have died from colliding into something too fast, whilst others thought they’d ended up in Minuette’s mane.    Either way, no one was really sure what had happened.

“Excellent work, Steve.  Let’s get them under the gun and back safe-and-sound!”   Dr. Horse and Steve smiled as they prepared to head back into the lab, but Minuette looked annoyed.

“Hey!  What in Equestria was that for?!   I was having a nice nap!”  she moaned, rubbing her nose and watery eyes.

“Sorry, Minuette, but we had to do that.”

The unicorn mare looked confused.   “But Doc...I thought my nap would be helping them in there right now?”

“Oh, I’m sure it did” the doctor winked, before heading into the lab and slamming the door shut behind him.   “Wait there one second, my dear.”

Minuette frowned as she then heard some extreme zap-like noises and flashing lights emitted from the lab.   She turned to face the mirror and examined herself.   “Where are you little guys?  Come out come out, wherever you are!”  She widened her eye and looked at its reflection, then felt around in her ears and nose, before opening her mouth wide and peering inside.  Although she couldn’t see them anywhere, she spotted some kind of mark on her uvula and knew it was a sign of some activity in there.   “Hey!  How am I meant to get that streak off?!”   All of a sudden, the door burst open and Professor Belvedere and his class came running through, whilst Dr. Kane held the door open for them.   “Oh my gosh!”  Minuette exclaimed in surprise, happy to see the Tinies safely back to their normal size.   The little students ran up to her towering blue legs and hugged them tight, thanking her for being a great day out.   Minuette looked up at the two doctors and Tiny scientists who had followed them in, and smirked.  “These guys were never really inside me, were they?  You guys were just playing a prank on me!”  She laughed to herself, but the others all exchanged glances.

“Um, actually Minuette we’ve made histo-”

“Haha, you guys…” she laughed, ignoring them and smiling down at the class of Tinies.

Professor Belvedere addressed his team to one side.   “Well ladies and gentlemen, that has been quite the ordeal.   However - it represents a successful project and a historical breakthrough in nanotechnology.”   The four of them clapped and cheered together, and the two doctors went to thank them for allowing them to be part of it all.

Minuette headed for the door.   “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a dinner with a friend of mine!”  And with that she was gone.

“I think you need to give your stomach a break” Belvedere called after her, but either she didn’t hear, or had chosen to ignore it - either way, the Tinies laughed and headed back to their college.  As the students chatted excitedly about what they were going to tell their friends and families about this amazing field trip, the scientists began their report write-ups, planning what was surely going to be a memorable presentation to their fellow scientists in the Tiny community.