KERI

 by

Banfield



Matt awoke to find himself in a jam jar. He was still pretty groggy but quickly realised what had happened to him. Not only was he imprisoned in a jar but also naked and, what was worse still, he was only 4 inches tall! It was morning and he was still in Keri's bedroom, that lovely, blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl who, in his and most other boys, promoted very strong sexual motives...merely by her looks and the way she dressed and teased.

He found it impossible to get out of the jar because it had a srew-top, but fortunately was perforated to allow him to breathe. He had only been out with her once, and at the end of the date, had tried to feel her nice firm breasts, but she wasn't having it. Her refusal to allow him to touch her up really infuri- ated him and made him frustrated. She always gave the impression of being "easy", and the way she flaunted herself...well, all for it. All the chaps thought that, but then, when he thought he was going to be the first, it really riled him.

'Oh, all right then, you stuck-up cow, so you're just a bloody prick-teaser!' he ranted. Keri only smiled:

'See you tomorrow, then?'

'Not bloody likely!' he growled, and sloped off.

Keri asked him to see her the following evening after school. He agreed but decided he'd tell her he was going out with another girl who wasn't so chaste as her. Not as good-looking, but still sexy.



Keri was upset and angry, like any girl would be. It's all right if a girl packs a boy up, but if it's the other way round....well.

As he was about to leave, Keri began reciting a strange passage from a book she had on her bedside table. As she spoke he remembered feeling queer, lightheaded, and then he blacked out. Matt didn't know she was into Black Magic, so it was a shock to find himself under a mysterious spell that caused him to shrink!

Matt examined his glass prison and could see there was no way of escape. He looked around the room but the girl was nowhere to be seen. He was alarmed and amazed how everything was so huge, how enormously different everything looked from his new perspective. The bedroom wasn't all that big before, but now it appeared gigantic, and the furniture likewise. As he was taking in his frightening environment he suddenly felt the jar shudder, only slightly, but to him it was as if there was an earth- quake. The vibrations were caused by Keri coming into the room. He stared with mixed feelings.

She was wearing a tiny, pink-string bikini that revealed her figure astoundingly, especially her mid- riff. Her belly-buttom in particular set in the centre of her gently undulated abdomen. Her pert breasts seemed to be bursting from the tiny cups of the top-piece. Her waist was narrow and her hips so curvaceous as they dropped to her long slender legs. He had never seen her like that before, but also he'd never seen her huge either! From his viewpoint and miniscule size she looked like a monstrous giantess. He'd seen such phenomina in fairy-tale books, but nothing so bewilderingly sensuous. So he found himself struggling with two emotions - one of abject fear, and the other of sexual excitement.

'Hello, Matt,' she said, her voice sounding like a series of thunder-claps, 'How do you like your new size? I was really mad last night when you told me you didn't want to go out with me anymore, just because I wouldn't let you muck about with me like that. Well, you're the very first boy I've ever shrunk. It's terrific and a super thrill.' She could see that he was trying to say something but his voice only came to her pretty ears in a piping sound...because of his size and the confines of the jam jar.

'Don't bother, Matt. I can't hear you anway. 'Sides, I don't want to, so there. I was awake all last night thinking about what I can do about you. Your mum's been 'phoning around to find out where you've got to. My mum told her you left quite early so I 'spose they're out there searching for you...' She gave a light, tinkling laugh. 'Anyway, I thought at first I ought to bring you back to your normal size, but I can't do that now. You'd tell everybody and they'd know about my spell.... Then I could keep you for ever and ever...as my little prisoner...make you my little slave, and I could play with you every night doing lots of naughty things...' She smiled at him knowingly, a look of girlish seduction on her face, 'But my mum might find you and that'll spoil everything as well. I know you've been wanting to do things with me...you know, get into my knickers and that. So, really, I 'spose you only wanted me for one thing, like all the boys...' She giggled again. 'I 'spose that girl you were going to see is easy, eh? Well, that's tough. You won't be getting in her knicks, not ever. Have you wondered...I expect you have...what it'd be like in mine? Well, Matt, I'm going to let you see, but not yet. Later, afterwards, then I 'spose I'll get rid of you when I feel like it. Want to know how?' Her smile widened shewing her strong, white teeth. To his terror she began licking her lips and running her hands over her bare belly.

Matt stared at her, catching every movement from her lips to her stomach through the glass holding him imprisoned and at her mercy. He guessed what she was implying. It was so blatantly obvious.

'No, Keri, not that! You can't! You won't get away with it!' Keri must have just heard his squeaky voice: 'Yes, Matt, you're right. I'm really going to eat you up, but not before I play with you a bit...shew you what you wanted to feel and where you wanted to stick that thing into...' She demonstrated the action by moving her hand down from her belly to the tiny gusset of her bikini and touched the mound beneath the flimsy material. Matt gaped. It was too much for his young mind to really comprehend or appreciate, byt he felt his manhood stir and quickly put his hands down there to cover his embarrass- ment. 'It'll be such fun for me,' she continued in a soft, silky tone which comes so naturally to girls, 'I'll do anything I like and only we would know about it, but it won't matter to you, 'cause I'm going to kill you after...gobble you up. Might just swallow you in one piece, or I might bite you up bit by little bit....' She thought for a moment, considering something. 'Hmm...yes, probably will swallow you and feel you all struggling as you go down into my tummy... Look, I'm going out onto the patio. Going to sunbathe for abit. I'll be back and have a little game with you, and then...' She grinned and licked her lips suggestively, her devious, evil thoughts such a vast contrast to her young, attractive face.

Matt could stare as she moved to the door. He gazed at her delightful behind, the seat of her bikini settling tight and snug between those delicious-looking cheeks that resembled ripe peaches yet were gently tanned; but such aesthetics were far from his mind. 'Keri!' he screamed as she disappeared, the door closing behind her.



Matt was in a terrible state. He couldn't believe he was so small, nor that such a girl, so awfully pretty, could even think about those dreadful things...about playing with him, about eating him! Was this just a fantastic dream, a nightmare? He had really fancied that girl, had dreamed about her, fantasised making love, feeling those darling buds of hers which she had teasingly flaunted but never bared of course. All the things he had imagined doing to her, she will be doing to him! But what was more awful, she said she was going to.... Oh no, surely not, not bite me up, maybe swallow me! Be in her stomach! Tears began to flow as his imagination hurtled from corner to corner of his feverish mind.

The time went swiftly by. He heard the girl's footfalls on the stairs. He desperately reached up to remove the metal lid of the jar but was unsuccessful. It was a screw-lid and too tight to turn. Keri looked down at him, picked up the jar and grinned at him wolfishly. The torment was about to begin. To his surprise, a mixture of fear and excitement, she slowly drew one of the cups of her bikini-top down to expose her firm, medium-sized breasts. Immediately he could see that she regualarly sunbathed topless, for the orb was as evenly tanned as the rest of her exposed body.

'You like?' she asked, touching the pink nipple with the tip of her index-finger. Unaware of the cause, Matt saw that the nub was filling out losing its crinkled surface. 'Hmm...I bet you really wanted to get your grubby hands on these, didn't you?' she asked archly. Her hand caressed the tempting orb sensuously, and then, to exacerbate his emtions, she removed the other cup. She placed the jar back onto the table and used both hands to fondle and caress her young mammae. It came as no surprise that the boy's impression became revealed. She giggled as his tiny penis came to attention. Matt quickly, blushingly hid it under his hands. Keri then unclipped the bikini-top and threw onto her bed. 'I bet you wanted to feel something else,' she murmured, and to his further amazement, confused and bewildered, she untied the string at her side holding the bottom half of her bikini.

Matt gave a stifled groan as the tiny garment was drawn aside and allowed to drop down one long leg to fall in a small puddle at her foot. His eyes went from the sparse, adolescent pubis to her face questioningly and returned in fascination to her groin.

As though hypnotised, he gazed as she touched her plump labia, a pronounced mound of mouthwatering fruit. For the inexperienced, naive youth, the sight could only confuse him, his mind battled with distaste and the as-yet dormant appreciation. He watched spellbound as she ran her finger-tip over the fatty lips and then began entering the coral folds. First the closest knuckle then the second disappeared into the fleshy slit and remained therein for a moment. When she slowly withdrew the digit, it was covered with a layer of viscous fluid.

Matt let out a gasp: 'Keri,' he wimpered, 'please get me back to my normal size. I promise I won't tell a soul. I'll never....' Keri merely smiled, partly amused, partly sadistic. She reached out and carefully unscrewed the jar top. 'Keri?' he exclaimed hopefully. She grasped the jar and tilted it, catching him in her other hand as he fell from his prison. He winced as she gripped him tightly. The aroma on her finger wafted to his nostrils. His eyes bulged in terror as she lifted him up to her smiling, pretty face. He stared fearfully at her huge sweet lips, her nostrils and her big blue eyes.

'Please!' he shouted. In reply she merely licked her lips. So close was he that he could feel her warm breath exuding from her mouth and nostrils. He then cringed in her fist when she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. It must have been a frightening sight to look into her fearsome mouth and to see the double row of glistening, pearly-white teeth. What was perhaps more terrifying was the sudden sight of the dark hole right at the back of that cavern, waiting there beyond the curving red tongue. For there he believed he would eventually go, slipping slowly down that tunnel never to be seen or heard of again.

To some relief she lowered him down to one of her sweet buds, brushing his face over the rubbery nub

'Go on then, suck it,' she ordered. He opened his wide and was just able to take the nipple between his stretched lips. She giggled and sighed, pressing his face tighter against her breast. She took him to her other breast leaving the former glistening with his saliva. Back and forth she took him, enjoying the novelty of a real-life doll sucking her nipples.

After a while she decided to introduce him to that place that all youngsters detest - other than to feel with clumsy, inept fingers, and the stem of their manhood. First, though, she pressed his face into the soft resilience of her stomach, then at the indentation in its centre. When he went lower he gave out a despairing howl as his face passed over the few hairs surmounting her vulva, then a groan came from him when he was shockingly confronted by that perpendicular cleft in which she had earlier slipped her finger. For Matt, it must have been an awful experience...a huge, monstrous female slit exuding an aromatic warmth, an odour he was not familiar with and disliked intensely.



He uttered a smothered scream as Keri, seating herself on the edge of her bed with her legs wide apart,

impetuously forced his head against her spongy quim and worked it into the soft squishy mouth. She gripped him harder as he fought against the frightful insertion. His arms were caught at his sides in her clenched fist so that he could only twist and turn his head, but it was useless. The girl, feeling the excitement bubbling up in her loins, rammed him inside, first his head then his shoulders and almost to his waist. She fell back on her bed, her knees spead wide apart, her eyes fluttering, her rosy lips pursed and her tongue flickering from corner to corner gathering up the dribbles of saliva. A few quick jerks, then resting and then she drew him out of her clinging vulva. He was coughing and spluttering.

'Keri!' he cried, covered with her mucus, 'You could have suffocated me!' She raised him and gazed at him with a sinister delight. Without warning she plunged him back into her quim uttering a tiny squeal of decadent pleasure. All that could be heard in that girl's bedroom was her intermittent grunts as she pumped the little Matt in quick jerks, using him as a means of masturbation.

After a while, her naked body glistening with sweat, she pulled him out from her vagina and, raising her knees to her young breasts, positioned him to her tiny, clenched anus. His piping screams rose frantically and were quickly stifled when she drove his head to the tightly closed hole. The slimy sub- stance coating him made the entry fairly easy once the strong barrier of her sphincter gave way.

The interior was like a squeezing tube of moist, firm latex, the walls clamping around him like Keri's fist. The atmosphere was overpowering with its strong metallic pungency. Keri urged him further in to get the full benefit of her rectal passage and the contents of her bowel.

When he thought he was about to succumb she slowly pulled him out, satisfied by her little experiment

the anal muscle clung fitfully around his neck and he thought in a wild panic that his head would be torn from his body and left inside until she went to the lavatory.



'Eeeeh!' Keri grunted, her voice booming, 'You'll need a wash now!' She got up and took him to the bathroom. Expecting to be rinsed under a tap, Matt saw that she was stepping towards the lavatory. She stood astride the bowl, and to his utter horror, held him beneath her crotch. In seconds the warm deluge commenced, her piss cascaded over him like a mini-waterfall. She turned him around and around, splashing his face and giggling as he squirmed, gasped and gurgled.

When she finished pissing over him she held him away from herself. 'Can't eat you like that,' she murmured, 'Not soaked like that.' She straightened up and took him to the handbasin and doused him thoroughly under the warm tap. He screeched when the water became hot, but she kept him under the steaming flow until he became a bright pink.

'Right, you're all right now, all nice and clean. 'Spose I could boil you up first, make you all nice and soft like. I'm really hungry, Matt, I mean, really.'

'Keri!' he sqeaked, 'For God's sake, don't...please! I'll go out with you, I promise. I'll be your boyfriend and that. I'm really sorry about...you know, the things I said. I didn't know you liked me that much. You're a nice girl, all us boys really like you....'

'Stop it!' she snapped, 'I know I'm pretty. I'm going to be a model or on the stage or something, but it's no good, Matt. You really upset me. 'Sides, I'm hungry. Mum won't be back 'til late and I'm not going to make anything to eat. I hate cooking, so there. Anyway, you'll do nicely. I really want to eat you; but I can't decide whether I ought to just swallow you whole or bite you up.'

She flopped down on her bed and held him high above her grinning face. 'Mmm...you do look nice and tasty, Matt.'

He looked down at her naked body. Sex was out of the question, only terror filled his mind. 'No, Keri,' he wailed.

Instead of replying, she opened her sensuous mouth wide presenting ahain her gaping maw, letting him see her reddish-pink tongue sweeping down like a fleshy slide into the dark recess of her throat, and he looked in trepidation at the two rows of sparkling teeth. He wimpered as she lowered him down and closed her lips over his head. Her tongue began lapping at him, saliva gathering in her mouth. She sucked his head like a lollipop then closed her teeth around his neck. He screamed down her throat as he guessed she was about to nip off his head, but she resisted the temptation and lifted his slime-covered head out. She grinned, seeing his distraught features, making him suffer for going out with that other girl who wasn't half as pretty as she. She felt her stomach rumble, the sign that she was indeed quite hungry. She released one of his arms from her grip and guided it into her mouth. She curled out her tongue and caught the limb by the shoulder between her teeth. With a quick bite she took the arm into her mouth. Matt screamed.

She gazed at him callously as she started to chew on his arm, the bones crunching like potato crisps.

'Mmmm...nice,' she mumbled and swallowed. She then turned to his other arm and bit it off without any conscience or pity. Matt was weeping fitfully and crying for his mother.

'She can't help you now, Matt,' she declared sadistically, 'She won't ever see you again. She'll never guess that I've eaten you. No one will.' She masticated the second arm, again he could hear his bones being mashed up with tiny cracks as her strong teeth crunched them up. She uttered moans of relish as she swallowed the pulp of flesh, bones and blood. She flicked her tongue at each shoulder to catch the red liquid from each stump.

Shewing that she was sexually affected by her inhuman indulgence, she reached down to feel her dribbling quim. 'I think this is better that sex,' she murmured softly. 'I haven't had it but I bet it is.'

She then took each of his legs in turn. Far more blood gushed when she bit them from his helpless body so she held him above her mouth the catch the flow. Now he was limbless. She gazed at his re- maining appendage. She grinned salaciously into his tearful eyes. 'Now these, Matt.' She licked the tiny penis and testicles playfully, knocking them from side to side. Matt could hardly look as she took them between her vicious teeth. Her lips closed over them and she gave them a little suck before clamping her teeth shut. His genitals fell into her mouth. She hummed with pleasure as she chewed them to a tiny pulp. Her throat gave a bob as she swallowed, her hand between her young thighs moved faster, her fingers coated with her glistening emissions.

'Now for the rest of you, Matt, I think I can manage you. Goodbye, enjoy your stay in my belly.'

He went headfirst. She sucked on him as, bit by bit, she pushed him deeper and deeper into her raven- ous mouth. Matt reached the back of her throat and stared terrified down the dark tunnel. He slithered fairly easily through the girl's oesophagus tube although it was tight, and down into her stomach. He lived as he arrived in that muscular bag, dying, of course, but forced to endure the slow death as her digestive system began its work with the enzymes and acid secretions in preparation of spreading him to all of her body - including the bowel - and then be expelled the following day or so from her delight- ful bottom. What is kept, the nutrients, will be everywhere on that pretty girl, enhancing her young, vigorous body.

Even as he gradually dissolved, Matt had visions of her vibrant breasts, her lovely legs, her heavenly bottom, but most of all, the very place he was disintergrating in, her belly, the part all girls now like to expose as fashion dictates.



Keri lay relaxed on her bed, her legs splayed apart as she dreamily fingered herself. She thrilled with the sensation of Matt's body being digested, could feel his minute squirming as he was being digested. She placed one hand gently on her abdomen to feel his final, feeble movements. She knew it would take twelve to twenty-four hours for the complete absorbtion, and then, hopefully not much, it'll be time to expel some of him from her anus. She wondered whether his sketetal structure will be intact when she relieves herself. I really must see if it is, she thought to herself. He's still alive in there. I hope it takes a long time.

She felt something else in motion...further down. It was the sign of a forthcoming orgasm, something she loved. She fingered her little clit and squeezed her legs together and gasped into the soft pillow as it struck.

After the heady waves had passed and she lay in that euphoric aftermath, she began thinking seriously of doing it again - but next, she decided, I'll shrink the boy to a bigger size; and visions of an erect penis entered her mind.



The end