Looking in the mirror, she didn’t really like what she saw.  Since college, her weight had steadily increased because she used to eat instead of facing her emotions and moods.  She had everything going for her, except a healthy weight.  She had lots of friends and was an active participant in several social clubs.  She had a job she loved, and she had a wonderful husband and four ferrets.

Finally, she had done something about her weight issue.  It had been one year since she had Lap-Band surgery.  The surgeon placed a band around the upper part of her stomach to create a small pouch.  Since the food eaten would collect at the upper part of the stomach, it created a funnel or blockade.  Only items smaller than a pencil eraser could pass through to the lower part of the stomach, so the pouch would make her feel full after eating only a small amount.  

Now, when she looked in the mirror, she could smile.  She had full breasts, a small waist, and (turning around) she also had round, plump hips.  Looking further down, she had what she considered to be cute feet, with tiny toes and high arches.  She would never be skinny, but preferred her “earth mother” appearance to the cover girl fashion model look.

It was the beginning of the new year, and she was going to clean out the pantry to ensure that any items still left from the “old ways” of eating were gone.  Tearing herself away from the mirror, she picked out an outfit, got dressed, and headed to the pantry.

When she turned on the light, the pantry was flooded with brightness and the shadows faded away.  Just as the light filled the room, she gasped, “Oh!”  In the back corner, she was sure she had seen something moving!  “Could it be another mouse?” she thought, kind of disgusted. 

Looking more closely though, she saw a tiny creature trying to balance on the edge of the cooler, but she couldn’t quite see it very well.  When she shifted the container, she heard a plop as it slid into the cooler, making a screeching sound as it clawed at the inside lining of the cooler. 

“Well, look at you!” she gasped excitedly!  It looked like a tiny man about 2 ½ inches tall!  Puzzled, because how could such a thing happen?  Could humans be that small?  It must be a doll, or a trick.  Maybe it was one of the ferret toys hidden in the pantry.  But she was sure she saw it moving.  Summoning some courage, she timidly asked,  “Who are you?  WHAT are you?”  Pausing, she added, “Can you talk?  Say something…anything!”

Peering up at her was indeed a terrified little man.  He didn’t say anything at all, probably in shock.  Reaching into the cooler, she picked him up and held him to her face to get a closer look.  “You are adorable!  What is your name?” she cooed, trying to soothe his (and her own) fears.  “My name is Pamela…please say something.  Prove that you are alive.  That would just be so cool!”

“I’m David,” he finally said.  “Can you please let me go now?” he asked.

“Oh, but I thought we could have some fun!  You look hungry.  Is that why you are in the pantry?” 

He hung his head, trembling.  All he wanted to do was hide again. 

“Well let’s go to the kitchen, and I will get you something to eat.”  Still gripping him loosely in her hand, she padded into the kitchen.

Opening the refrigerator with one hand, she pulled out a yogurt and some chicken salad.  She put some of each on a tiny dessert plate, and then she placed him beside it.  “There you go, David.  It is like our first date.”

“Well I must say that you are huge and scare me, but you are also quite beautiful!  I love the way you have a crooked smile and twinkling eyes,” David said, overcoming some of his fear. 

Blushing, Pamela replied, “Why thank you!”  She spooned some chicken salad out and started to eat it.  One of the key things about the Lap-Band surgery is that you must eat slowly, chew well, and only in tiny bites.

David continued, “You have been so kind to me.  I have been hidden so long, and I have been so alone.  Being around your beauty without having to run is such a delight!  I can’t get enough of you!  Your lips are perfectly shaped!  I have to admit that I have a thing for beautiful smiles like yours.”  He took a bite and chewed, and then scooped up some yogurt and brought it to his mouth with his hand.

“Well hiding in a pantry couldn’t have been much fun!  I wonder why I didn’t see you before now!  But that doesn’t matter. You are here now, and I think we can have some fun.  Just look at you!” she teased.  “You are a mess!  You have yogurt all over your face.  Here, let me help.”  Pamela lowered her hand and David climbed onto her palm.  She lifted him to her mouth and smiled broadly. 

Slowly, she licked her lips, wetting them.  Then, she moved David closer to her moistened lips.  Flicking her tongue around her lips one more time, she enjoyed watching his eyes grow wide in anticipation.  Then she looked a little lower and saw that his cock was now standing erect.  She had wondered if all his plumbing worked!   

Moving him even closer, she reached her tongue out to lap up the bit of yogurt smudged across his cheeks and lips.  After lapping that clean, she proceeded to lick his ears, neck and chest.  He moaned quietly.  Then she moved lower, to flick her tongue against the tip of his tiny cock.  It jumped, and she giggled. 

Wrapping her lips around the tiny organ, she sucked gently.  His moans grew a bit louder.  Flicking her tongue up and down his genitals, she enjoyed the sounds he made.  When he spurted, she swallowed the little cream he produced, and then moved her tongue down and took each foot in her mouth to suck them.  His little toes wiggled and he giggled as she tickled his soles with the pink tip of her tongue.  Then she took a napkin and dried him off.

“Did you like that, David?”

“Yes ma’am!  Wow!  What else can I say?” he replied, flushed.

She picked up her fork and continued eating her chicken as she watched him come down from the high of a climax.  “That was very exciting for me, too!  I wonder what trouble we can get into next?”

As she finished her chicken salad, she looked down at little David and wondered exactly what she should do with this creature.  He was so enamored with her mouth and lips, she wished she could swallow David whole.  But her Lap-Band would prevent that.  She could chew him up, but somehow, that wasn’t going to satisfy her. 

As she cleaned the dishes, she thought hard about what to do next.  First she would like to get to know him a little better so when she did eat him, it would be like she always would have a friend with her, albeit inside her.  She smiled at that thought.  As he put away the last dish, her eyes brightened as she came up with an idea.

At last, she thought of something to try.  She picked up David and placed him in her pocket.  He didn’t resist as he was still reeling from the orgasm he had just had.  She went to the family room where her ferrets were caged, and she saw the tubing they used to tunnel through and play in. She was sure they wouldn’t mind if her new pet played with the tunnels too.

Plucking David from her pocket, she lifted him up by one leg and dangled him before her grinning face.  “How are you feeling?”

Sighing, he waved his arms wildly and laughed.  “I’m dizzy!” he cried out.  “Let me down!”

Instead, she moved him closer to her plump, moist lips.  “Not yet, because I want to taste you again.”  She slipped him into her mouth and held him on her tongue.  His skin tasted a little salty, and his wriggling tickled her.  She rolled him around her mouth with her tongue, and heard him yelp as he tumbled around. 

The temptation was too great, so she swallowed.  She struggled a moment, pushing him to the back of her throat and swallowed again.  The reflex was strong.  Finally, he disappeared down her throat.  Smiling, she delighted in her accomplishment. 

It didn’t last long though.  She burped.  “Oh, my!  I shouldn’t have done that!”  Burping again, she felt a pain in her upper chest.  One more burp, and he would be freed.  In, then out.  “Burp!” and there he was again.

Coughing, covered in slime, and gasping, David gasped for breath.  “That was incredible!” he mumbled to himself.  Looking up, he caught my eye and asked, “Why did you do that?”

“I got carried away.  I want you to be part of me, forever,” she said softly.  “Come here.  Let me clean you up.”

Lifting him again, she placed him against her lips, and she kissed his chest lightly.  Then she licked his chest, and then sucked first one leg, then the other.  She couldn’t help but tickle his feet lightly with the tip of her tongue.  Finally, he started to giggle and laugh, perhaps forgiving her for eating him. 

“David, we have a new game for you to try.  You need to get in shape and train for the next game we will play.  See this tunnel here?  I want you to hold your breath and crawl through the tunnel until you come out the other side.  No cheating though!  Be sure to hold your breath the whole way!”

She set David down at the tunnel’s entrance.  The tubing was curled into several figure eights and was a tangled mess.  He looked at it with fear.  “Why do I have to do this?”

“You will see, soon enough.  Now, take a deep breath, and get going.” 

Reluctantly, he did as he was told.  Lying on his belly, he crawled through the tunnel as fast as he could.  As he exited the other end, he panted and gasped. 

“Good boy!” she cheered.  “Take a break now, and then try it again.”

She wasn’t sure if her plan would work or not, but she was going to give her best try.  Somehow she wanted to have her tiny David inside her belly.

“You have rested enough.  I am going to time you this time.  Close your eyes this time, and don’t forget to hold your breath and go as fast as you can through the tunnel.”

“I can’t!” he grumbled.  “I’m too tired.” 

“Poor dear,” she said.  “Let me see if I can invigorate you again.”  She reached down to gently pick up her little man, and she reached out her tongue to drag it across his flaccid cock, lightly at first, and then with a bit more pressure.  “Does that feel good, David?” she cooed, in a sexy tone, trying to get him to react.

“Stop it! Just leave me alone.  I want to rest.  I don’t like this game at all,” he griped.

Ignoring his complaints, she wrapped her wet lips around his little cock and started to suck rhythmically.  Eventually, his manhood rose to the occasion.  She delighted in her handiwork, and continued sucking.  Then she used one of her fingers to press lightly against his balls.  “Oh!” he cried out.  “Please, stop!  Argh!” he panted as he ejected a small amount of white goo onto her pursed lips. 

“Good boy!” she chirped, as she slowly moved her pink tongue across her lower lip, and then her upper lip, cleaning off the semen he had placed there.  She watched his chest heave as he panted from the exertion of climaxing.  “Let me clean you off now.”  Again she picked up her new friend and put him into her mouth, once again.  She ran her tongue around his legs, thighs, groin, and then up around his waist.  He was yelling something, but she ignored him and continued with his tongue bath.  Slowly, she pulled him halfway out of her mouth by his feet, and then licked his upper body and neck so that he was totally coated in her saliva. 

“You are nice and slippery now, so let’s try the real thing.  Maybe you don’t need another practice run.”

“What are you talking about?” he asked, with a confused expression.

“If you can’t enter my tummy from the top end, then you will from the bottom end.”  She tugged her panties off with one hand, dropping them on the floor with a big grin.  Then, she licked his body up and down one more time before she placed him down on the couch beside her, and said, “Do you understand what I want you to do?” 

“No!  You can’t mean THAT?” he blurted.  

“Here you go,” she said, as she lay down on the couch and spread her legs, opening her butt cheeks with her hands.  Her anus was displayed in front of David’s gawking face.  “Take a deep breath, sweetie.  It is time for me to have you inside me.  But you have to do your part and crawl through MY tunnel to get to my tummy.  So go.  Get started.  I’ve enjoyed our time together, and it will go on forever once you are a part of me.  Crawl fast to your final destination.”

“Please don’t make me!  I will do anything you want!”

“What can you do for me?  You are too tiny!  We have become friends, but that time is over.  Now, you are to become a part of me. So crawl inside, my pet.  Do it now.”

Slowly he moved closer.  He had started crying as he came to the realization that his life was now over.  “Keep going.  You’re doing great.  We’ll always be together.” 

As he approached the brown opening, he sobbed louder.  “Good bye,” he muttered sadly as he started hyper ventilating.  Then he spread open the sphincter muscle and began his journey. 

“Ooooh, that feels good,” she thought as he stretched first the outer sphincter muscle and then the inner one.  She could feel pressure and movement as he began his journey into her intestines.  She hoped he had taken a big breath, or he would not make it the whole way to her stomach.  Soon the sensations lessened, as he got deeper inside her body. 

Lying on the couch, she reflected on what had just happened, but not for long.  Suddenly, she started cramping.  Rushing to the restroom, she barely had time to sit down when she felt a movement, and then heard a “plop” and a splash.  

Turning around, she peered into the toilet bowl, and she saw David treading water.  “David!  You didn’t make it!  What am I going to do with you?”