The happy couple lay next to one another, sleeping peacefully. They had been together for several years now, and had grown increasingly in love with one another. Their friends spoke of them as being a match made in heaven. They were now, again, sleeping in one another's arms, as they had grown accustomed to doing.

"Mmmmm, all mine!" a loud voice exclaimed, waking both Helena and Stephen with a start.

To their fearful surprise, they found themselves looking into the giant face of a young woman. She was evidently pleased with herself, as a smile (though not an altogether pleasant one) had formed on her lips as her deep brown eyes looked them over. Looking around, they also noticed that they were not laying, wherever it was that they recalled falling asleep, but instead they were sitting up from their slumber in the palm of this young woman's hand.

"Is this your girlfriend, Steve?" she asked, as the couple huddled together reflexively to seek instinctual protection.

Stephen's mind was working to figure out where he had seen her before. It actually did not take very long. He recognised her from school; she was in the same cultural anthropology course as he was. He had spoken to her at some length a couple of weeks ago, having found her quite attractive. Despite that attraction, he had had no intentions of pursuing her, as he was quite dedicated to Helena, his soul mate.

"Well, good on you." Marie said (Stephen was now recalling her name), as she picked Helena up by the ankle.

She dangled Helena in front of her face, rotating Stephen's hapless girlfriend so as to inspect her.

"She's is quite attractive, Steve. A good catch! I think the both of you are quite a good catch for me as well," Marie added, winking.

Stephen had no idea how it was that Marie had caught them. The last thing his addled brain could now recollect was lying down with Helena in the shade of a tree on the campus lawn.

"Don't worry about figuring out how I gotcha here," Marie said "The only thing that matters is that I did, and that you're mine now. I had wanted you alone for myself, but the more the merrier, actually."

She set Helena back down in her palm.

"Just to let you know," Marie instructed "you both belong to me now. They say possession in nine-tenths of the law. I never really figured out what that expression means exactly, but it seems to apply right about now. I have you in my possession. I can do whatever I want with you, and you're powerless to stop me!"

She said the last thing, grinning and bringing her teeth closer into them, as a primal display of power.

"Heh, listen to me," she continued, "I'm sounding like a villain from some superhero cartoon. I guess from your perspective I am the villain, but it doesn't matter. Your perspective doesn't matter anymore. You belong to me, and that's all there is to it."

Her hand began to close on them and being without escape the couple soon found themselves in her firm grip.

"If you think that that's not the case, just think about what I could do with you. I can squeeze you both into putty, and there's nothing anyone can do to stop me."

Neither Stephen or Helena replied to Marie's statements. Both were simply trying to understand their new-found predicament. Looking around, they seemed to come to the conclusion that they were in a student's dorm room, judging by the bed, desk, papers, books and the size of the room, compared to Marie's size. Marie simply allowed them to take in their surroundings.

"Tell ya what. I'm going to let you wander around in my room, somewhat, so you can get used to this." she said, lowering them to the ground.

She set them near her bare feet. Before letting them go, however, it seemed like an idea had entered her mind, and she was going to act on it in the spur of the moment. She separated them from one another. Stephen she laid on the ground, and gently covered him with her left foot, pinning him to the ground. Helena she set down beside the same foot.

"Helen..? That's your name, right? Whatever - you're whatever I want to call you. Your boyfriend is underneath my foot. Only a little pressure from me, and he's a red stain."

Helena gasped. She was aware that what woman was saying was true, there was no denying that, given the discrepancy is size. However, this giantess was talking about snuffing out the life of Helena's loved one with such blasé attitude that it shocked her.

"Because I don't think you want that," Marie continued, "I suggest that you take the following oath."

Marie halted her monologue for just a moment to prompt Helen.

"Are you ready? Raise your right hand, now."

"I swear on my boyfriend Stephen's life."

Helena repeated.

"That I now take Marie as my ultimate goddess."

"To obey her, and to serve her,"

"in all ways and in all things."

Helena repeated each line faithfully.

"I accept that my life is hers to do with as she pleases,"

"and that her pleasure is the highest imperative in all my duties."

Having taken the oath, Helena looked up at Marie, wondering what was next.

"Good," Marie concluded from Helena's recitation of the oath "Now kiss my foot to seal the oath and symbolize your fealty to me."

Helena complied, pressing her comparatively tiny lips against Marie's gigantic big toe. Marie smiled, thoroughly enjoying this power. Helena silently raged against the blackmailed oath she was forced to swear. Regardless of the words she had just spoken, she had no inclination of living by them, if she could help it. She would have to find a way to escape from this power-hungry giantess.

"Lie down." Marie commanded her new slave, who made the appearance of being in full compliance.

Marie now placed her right foot on top of Helena, in the same way as her left foot pinned Stephen. She enjoyed having both these little people underneath her feet for just a few moments, before she released Stephen. Though he had been pinned, he had witnessed Helena's oath, and now Marie commanded him to speak the same affirmation. However, something had happened to Stephen as he had lain underneath Marie's foot. Strangely, the subjugation, the helplessness of his position, Marie's attractiveness and her self-assured manner, had awakened a desire within him, that he had never known existed. Lying underneath the foot of this giantess had been the most arousing thing he had ever experienced, and he was at a loss to explain it. When he recited the same oath, he felt himself speaking the words with enthusiasm and gusto. When Marie bade him kiss her foot, the way Marie had done, he did so with heartfelt passion.

"Good!" Marie declared. "For the moment I have no need of you, so feel free to wander around my room, while I do some reading."

Marie's gigantic legs swung up onto the bed, and it appeared that she had grabbed a book to read. However, as Helena and Stephen found themselves next to Marie's gigantic bed, they could now see very little of their gargantuan captor. Helena grabbed Stephen by the arm, and dragged him away from their present position toward a place underneath the bed, where they would be out of sight of Marie. Helena looked at Stephen and put her finger up to her lips, gesturing to Stephen for him to be silent. Still in somewhat of a stupor of bewilderment of the passion of the previous moment, Stephen allowed Helena to direct him.

Unlike Stephen, Helena had put her brain into overdrive in order to come up with a plan of escape. While the door was closed, she wondered if she might be able to crawl underneath it. Sometimes these dorm rooms had inexpensive interior doors, that had a slight gap between the underside of the door and the carpet. The problem was that the door was in plain view. Considering the lack of breeze in the room, Helena was figuring that the window would also probably be closed. She could not see the window from where she was at present. She cursed herself for not having taken a more careful look around when she had been in Marie's clutches. Escaping from Marie's room might actually take quite some doing, Helena concluded. Stephen still looked somewhat dazed, and was betraying a hint of a smile on his face.

"What's got into you?" Helena demanded.

Stephen, coming out of his reverie looked at her. "Huh, what?"

"What's wrong with you?" Helena asked again. Then lowering her voice she added "We need to find a way to escape. Did you manage to see the window earlier? Was it open?"

"Uh, I don't know." Stephen answered. "I wasn't paying attention to the window. Even if it was open, I don't think it would do us much good to be on the window ledge on the outside of the dorm building. Even if we're not several stories up, a fall from one of those ledges would kill us, and we don't have any rope."

"Point." Helena conceded. "I think our option is the door then, but we have to be able to slip out without her noticing."

"And then what" That puts us in the hallway, where there are many other people, who might just go and stomp on us, mistaking us for bugs or something."

"Hmm." Helena mused for a moment. "I don't think so. We're about two inches tall, which is about the size of a big cockroach, but we don't look like roaches. We may just be rescued, rather than stomped on."

Stephen looked doubtful about Helena's idea for escape. "We did just swear ourselves to Marie's service. I think that binds us not to escape."

"Are you nuts!??" Helena replied, angrily. "That oath didn't mean anything."

Stephen motioned with his hands for Helena to keep her voice down, lest Marie should overhear them.

"If it didn't mean anything, why did she make us do the oath?" Stephen asked in a whisper.

"I don't know what the hell goes through her mind." Helena shot back. "Besides, you know as well as I do that an agreement entered into under coercion or duress is a priori null and void. Furthermore, there was nothing in the oath that prevents us from trying to escape."

"Yes, but the spirit of the oath is that we serve Her and please Her; taking Her for our 'ultimate goddess'. What's more, She made us take the oath on one another's life. It's not as if we're going to be able to take this oath in front of a judge or anything. If we disobey, She kills us."

"She can't kill us if we escape." Helena retorted. "I don't know what's gotten into you. It's insane for us to stay here with this even more insane girl. I don't know how we go to be this small, but if there's a way to miniaturize us, there's probably also a way to turn it back."

Stephen looked back at her, thinking that his beloved was making hopeful leaps of logic. She did not know if it was indeed likely that there would be a way to reverse the miniaturization. Perhaps they were going to be this way forever - or at least the rest of their lives. However, he was willing to do whatever Helena suggested. "Well, what do you suppose we do about escaping?"

"First let's inspect the door. perhaps we can slip underneath it. That way someone will not have to open it for us."

The couple tried to move toward the door without getting the attention of their captor, who was still reading her book. Doing so did not seem to get Marie to look up, so they both sighed in some relief when they got to the door. Fortunately for their escape plan, the door was indeed one of those cheap interior doors which leaves a large gap between the bottom of the door and the floor. Still, if they could make it at all, it would be a tight squeeze, especially for Stephen, as he was a bit larger and wider than his girlfriend. Helena looked underneath the door, seeing what she might see on the other side. It looked like a hallway, as she had expected. She also inspected the board that formed the threshold. It was a bit worn by age, so that at some places it was lower than others. She saw a spot where she and Stephen might be able to fit through.

"Here." she said, climbing under the door.

It was tight, but she was able to make it. Stephen hesitated, however. He looked back toward Marie on her bed. He wasn't about to tell Helena, but having been trapped beneath Marie's foot, and having taken that oath of worship had strangely stirred something within him. He wasn't sure he was really wanting to escape from this predicament.

"C'mon!!" Helena hissed at him from the other side of the door.

"Alright." he replied and got down to crawl under the door. While it had been wide enough to let Helena through, it now proved to be too tight for Stephen.

"I can't make it" He declared.

"Try harder."

He did, but it still proved to be too tight for him to pass through.

"You're going to have to go without me." Stephen said. "I'll just have to find someplace to hide while you look for help.

"Alright" Helena acknowledged.

Stephen sat in hid hiding place underneath Marie's dresser. From where he was, he could see her foot. She had turned herself to a semi-sitting position on the bed, still reading her textbook, but allowed her foot to hang down off the bed. He was amazed at how lovely it looked. Perhaps, if he had tried harder, he could have actually made it underneath the door.

In truth, however, he didn't completely want to. This was not because he figured that Helena's plan to find someway to get out of the present predicament was hopeless, but because he was honestly starting to feel intrigued to his present predicament.

"Little ones, come here!" Marie called out.

She had grown bored with her reading and wanted to enjoy her slaves again.

"I said come here!" she called out again, when she saw neither of them come out at once.

Stephen came out from under the dresser to where Marie could see him. She smiled.

"Good! Now I want to you get on your little hands and knees and crawl over to my foot."

Stephen obeyed. He was already tiny compared to her, and now he was making himself even smaller before her. When he had reached her foot, she lifted it about a foot (from his perspective) from the ground.

"I want you to get on your back and crawl underneath, like a mechanic does with a car. Then you can worship the soles of my foot."

He did as she bade him. The giant sole hovered over him. By 'worship', he understood that he was to kiss the sole of her foot, so this is what he commenced doing.

"Good" Marie purred, "that's very nice."

"Tell me where your counterpart is," she inquired, "because I want to have both of my feet worshipped at once."

Stephen was at a quandary. Lying to his new-found goddess was bound to be a poor policy, and also betraying Helena's absence would not necessarily be the best thing he could do. He stalled the question by engaging in the worship far more vigorously. This apparently pleased her, but she still wanted to know.

"While that's very nice of you, Steve, I did tell you to do something, and I expect to be obeyed."

At that she applied a touch of pressure with her foot, pinning him to the ground, and pressing the breath from his lungs. She then released the pressure, allowing him to again breathe, and hopefully talk.

"Mercy, Goddess!" he pleaded, finding an unexpected and highly awkward delight in it, "Helena slipped out of your door."

"What!!??" Marie thundered at him, not at all pleased with this answer.

Stephen quailed before her. "I could not stop her from doing this!"

Helena had meanwhile come into a touch of a fix on her own. She had walked down the hall. She wasn't sure what sort of help she would be able to find. Anyone she would meet would be the same size as Marie - giants, compared to her. From the looks of things, this was a dormitory, and as the dorms were separated by gender, she figured that these would be the girls dorms. It wasn't long, before Helena did see that someone was coming down the hallway.

She was now at a quandary. Should she risk getting the attention of one of the dorm girls, possibly only getting her into the same fix she had been in earlier, or should she hide and miss out on any potential help she might get from a person at 'normal' length.

That someone was now definitely coming down the hallway. She appeared to be a somewhat plump blond, who was not looking down at the floor, but rather straight ahead.

Helena could sit still and go unnoticed by the girl, or she could get her attention. She thought about Stephen, who was still in Marie's clutches, and Marie doing God knows what to her boyfriend. She felt she had to risk it.

"Hey!" Helena screamed at the top of her lungs and jumped up and down seeking attention.

Amy was walking back to her room, and she was almost on top of the little person, before she noticed her. She stopped and leaned over, picking the little person up.

"You must help me!" the little one yelled.

"Of course I'll help you, little one." Amy said, smiling. "Let me take you to my room, and we can discuss how."

Helena didn't feel there was time to go to the giantess' room to have a chat. Her boyfriend was in trouble, and she needed this person to help her out post-haste. However, she also was not in any position to argue.

Having taken the miniature woman to her room, Amy set her on her desk, and looked at her.

"How did you come to be in the hallway?" Amy asked.

"We had been captured - my boyfriend and I - by another girl, not far down the hall from here." The little one blurted out, seeming to be in some distress.

Amy knew the girl who Helena was referring to. There was only one dorm room further down, and it belonged to Marie.

"What's your name?"

"I'm Helena, Helena Burke."

"And your boyfriend?"

"His name's Stephen."

Amy continued to ask Helena questions about who she was, but not so much about how she had come to be about an inch tall, or what she was doing in the dorm building hallway. Amy, in fact, already had a fairly accurate idea of how it is that Helena had gotten into this position. The girls from this dorm had somewhat of a pact. They all knew about the shrinking device, and they all made use of it - each for their own 'hobbies'. As they enjoyed the products of the shrinking device - little people - they knew that they had to use it moderately, or the disappearance of people would cause too much attention. As such, little people were seen as valuable.

Amy now had this person, and she wasn't about to let Marie have her back. She knew that Marie liked to be worshipped. Amy had different tastes. She liked to get to know the little people. Unlike the others, she saw them as little individuals, rather than mere toys.

She wanted to know who they were, what their hopes and dreams had been before they had been miniaturized. She was a believer in predestination, or fate. She did not know what almighty ruled the universe, but she was confident that he (or she) had a plan for everyone. She wanted to know these little persons; what their lives had consisted of. She liked it that all that these people were and all they had ever been had led up to where they now were - their ultimate purpose in life - to slide down Amy's gullet and into her stomach. She was honored that the Almighty, through predestination had fated this little woman to be Amy's food.

Helena was telling Amy about herself, not quite knowing why this girl was interested in her personal life. She was in no position to argue, but she now started to wonder about this big person. All these questions, though now that she was telling her these things, the girl could not even stifle a yawn - a yawn that was coming awfully close. Helena was now becoming acutely aware that this mouth could easily engulf her whole.

Amy could not wait - and was not waiting - to engulf Helena whole. She knew well how majestic a feeling it was to have another human being wholly sacrificed to her belly. Sure it was nice to have one's feet kissed the way Marie liked, but it was not as ultimate. Unfortunately, it meant that she could only have a little person now and again, rather than constantly. Gobbling them up was a terminal affair for the poor souls. Yet, Amy felt that the overwhelmingly powerful feeling of another sentient human entering her mouth, engulfing them in darkness, moving them to the back of her mouth, swallowing, and feeling them slide down her throat into her worshipful belly, and finally hopelessly struggling to survive deep inside her was worth the brevity of it.

Amy decided that that brief moment had now come for the both of them, the brief moment of Helena's remaining life, and the moment of Amy's divinity. Amy moved to put Helena into her gaping mouth.

Helena saw the mouth coming for her, and it was certainly not a yawn anymore. There was little that she could do to stop the giant girl. For a moment, she thought that she was done for.

It was at that precise moment that there was a knock on the door. Amy scowled. Human ingestion was something to enjoy with one's 'partner' alone; not with an audience. Having a firm grip on the little woman, Amy held her down by her side, as she yelled: "Come in, it's open!"

It was Sabrina, another one of the dorm girls. Sabrina was one of the goody-two-shoes, who knew about the miniaturized people, but didn't really know what girls like Amy and Marie did with those little people. She figured they were just willing pets for a little while who would soon enough be returned to their normal lives.

"Hi Amy, what are you up to?" Sabrina innocently inquired.

"Why nothing, nothing at all," Amy said with the sarcasm dripping from her words.

"Huh" Were you doing something," Sabrina asked.

"Help!" Helena screamed at the top of her lungs, which for the big girls wasn't very loud at all, but still loud enough so that Sabrina could just hear it.

"You've got a little person?" Sabrina asked, coming in closer to look at what Amy had, "Where'd you get her?"

"She was outside my dorm room," Amy answered impatiently.

Unfortunately (for Amy) Sabrina was just not good at picking up hints from tones of voice. Either that, or she simply didn't care.

"Hi there, little lady." Sabrina said to Helena, who was still being held by Amy, "What were you doing out in the hallway?"

"She was going to eat me!" Helena shouted, hoping to enlist Sabrina's help in escaping from Amy.

Sabrina giggled. "Oh, don't be silly. Amy would never do that to someone else."

"She was probably just playing a game with you." Sabrina continued as she took Helena out of Amy's hands, quick enough to catch Amy by surprise.

"Now, where'd you come from?"

"Down the hallway. My boyfriend's been caught by another girl!" Helena answered.

"Oh, that must be Marie. Well, we'll just have to reunite you and your little boyfriend then." Sabrina said. "Let's take her to him." she added, to Amy.

Amy was quite beside herself with a quiet rage, but if she let on to Sabrina that she had actually intended to eat the little woman, Sabrina would bust down the entire game of shrinking people. Amy was now thinking that she would have to do some shrinking on Sabrina sometime soon. She definitely deserved to be inside Amy's tummy after this. But that would have to wait.

Marie had Steven in her grip and was about to squeeze him, if he didn't tell her more about what happened to his little girlfriend, when a knock came on the door. Marie stuffed Steven under the covers of her bed, in case it was someone who did not know about the little people. She opened the door only to find Sabrina.

"Hey, what's up?" Marie asked with some impatience. Sabrina was someone Marie didn't like to keep around too much. The holier-than-thou attitude got under her skin sometimes.

"Hiya," Sabrina answered, "Amy found this outside your door. I imagine you'd like her back. She says you have her boyfriend. She is also telling me that you're playing games with him."

"Ah, there she is!" Marie exclaimed. "Yeah, I was toying with them a little bit, but I was going to let them un-shrink in a little bit and let them go this evening."

"Oh, ok," Sabrina answered. "Well, here she is. Enjoy your little game - don't do anything I wouldn't do. Laters."

Sabrina handed Helena to Marie and left. Marie closed the door and looked at Helena with a really satisfied-but-evil look.

"It looks like your little escape failed." she said menacingly.

The only thing that Helena could do was cringe. She thought that Sabrina was going to help her. It appeared that Sabrina really had been too dim to understand what was going on.

Marie took Steven from under the covers and sat down on her bed, holding one little person in each hand.

"Little Helena, you did a really bad thing. You swore that I was your Goddess, and that you would obey me. I have to punish you now."

"Well, what are you going to do?!" Helena yelled back defiantly. She had it with these large people lording it over her.

Marie brought Helena closer to her face, inspecting the little girl closely. "I'll have to do something that Steve will not soon forget. Otherwise he'll end up being as bad as you. Right now, he seems to be accepting his fate as my absolute subject and worshipper rather nicely. He has been rather nice, licking the soles of my feet. I like that."

"Well you'll never get that from me!" Helena said rebelliously.

"No, probably not." Marie replied. "So, my punishment for you will have more to do with teaching him than you."

Steven was wondering with horror what Marie had in store for Helena. Marie was smiling rather wickedly at Helena. Then she looked at Steven.

"Steven. I am your Goddess. My desires are the only thing you must want in this world. This girl has defied me, and she must be punished."

Steven looked at all this with awe. He had now accepted Marie as his Goddess, so what she said had to be true. He nodded.

Marie looked back at Helena. "Well, little faithless one, here's your punishment." In an instant, Marie opened her mouth wide, put Helena inside and swallowed.

Stephen stood there in shock. His new goddess had just engulfed his girlfriend, who was now gone to her stomach. Marie lounged backwards a bit, and set Stephen down on her abdomen.

"There, now," Marie said in a very satisfied way, "That's your girlfriend's new home. She is going to soon be a part of me, and this way you and she can always be together - so long as you're mine."

Marie could feel Helena sliding down her gullet. The tiny woman was putting up quite a fight, and that made the sensation that much more pleasing to the goddess.

"What your girl had forgotten was that I am your goddess, and I have the power of life and death over you."

Marie leaned back even further, relaxing as she enjoyed the feeling of power and satisfaction. "While I am sure that I'll miss out on some of the games I had planned for the three of us, this feeling really is majestic - divine even."

Stephen collapsed onto her stomach, right by her navel. "Why couldn't Helena have simply obeyed their new goddess??!" he screamed into his own mind.

They might have been enslaved, but they would have been together and have been alive. Besides, slavery to this goddess really wasn't bad enough to risk death over. Stephen didn't blame Marie, strangely enough. She, as their goddess, had every right to swallow up Helena. But she wouldn't have, if Helena had pleased Marie, like Stephen was attempting.

Marie could feel Helena's struggles begin to subside. The little girl really must have gone beserk in her stomach. It had felt very pleasant and powerfully erotic. Marie had thought of using Stephen to pleasure her on the nether regions, but it had been unnecessary, because Helena alone had provided quite enough stimulation. Having Stephen lying on her stomach, while Helena was within her stomach had been nice and poetic.

"Goddess?" The little man called.

"Yes Stephen?" Marie replied, warmly.

"Is Helena still alive within you?" He asked.

"I don't feel her struggling anymore, but I am sure that she is."

"Then there is something that I would very humbly beg of you, Goddess."

"I am not going to let her out, if that's what you're thinking," Marie replied, still with warmth in her voice, but resolutely.

"I know, Goddess," she deserved to be punished. But that was not what I wished to beg for," Stephen said softly.

He was on his knees, with Marie's navel before him. The look of Marie from his perspective was very imposing but impressive and beautiful. He honestly worshipped her.

Marie cocked her eyebrow. She honestly did not have a clue what Stephen was going to ask for.

"Goddess, if Helena is still alive, then I want to join her in her final moments - so that we can be together for just a little bit longer. Even if it means my life."

"It would mean your life," Marie answered. This was interesting. The little man, the man she had fancied, and captured, was now begging to be swallowed up by her - to enter her gullet, slide down her throat into her stomach, where he would die inside of her.

"I know - but that way I can both be with Helena and worship you in the most ultimate of ways."

He bowed his head down into her navel and kissed her belly button. "Please Goddess - I want to be inside you as well - to be totally yours, the way I could never be outside of you."

This was the most arousing thing that Marie had ever heard. It might be quite a while before she could get some replacement little people, but the thought of Steven BEGGING to be swallowed up by her. Helena was not the first little person to wind up in her belly - she had eaten little people before. But she had never had one pleading to be gulped down.

Marie leaned back completely, with only her head bent forward; her chin on her chest. "Come here," she commanded.

Stephen went to stand up so that he could comply.

"On your knees," She ordered.

Stephen did as she said. He got back on his knees and slowly made his way toward her breast, and her awaiting mouth. When he arrived before her lovely mouth, it opened before him, her tongue coming out like a red carpet. He crawled up on her tongue. It was moist and soft, and above all things it was lovely. It was also strong, as it picked him up, but she allowed him to crawl further into her mouth on his own.

She partially closed her mouth, so that it was still open, but so that he couldn't escape, even if he wanted to. She picked up a handheld mirror and looked into it. She could see him inside her mouth, and she could see that he could see her.

"Thank you, Goddess," He spoke.

At that, she closed her mouth smiling. This was going to be wonderful.

She tilted her head back slowly. He was laying down on her tongue, awaiting his fate. She very slowly swallowed him, enjoying every slight sensation that this complete and utter surrender gave her. She felt him enter her oesophagus, then her throat, and the long tunnel down to his final resting place.

Inside Marie's stomach, Helena was still alive, but she knew that she wouldn't be alive for very much longer. The acids were eating away at her slowly.

She heard something else plop into the juices.

"Honey?!" she heard Stephen's voice.

"Stephen, is that you?" she called.

"Yes it is," He said, as he made his way to where he had heard her voice.

Finding her, Stephen put his arms around his dying girlfriend. He hugged her. "I just had to be with you just a little longer. I love you."

As tragic as this was, Stephen could not help but feel a strange sort of loving satisfaction at being inside the woman that he truly loved and worshipped, with her stomach hugging him close.

As the two of them slowly digested away, Marie lovingly rubbed her tummy. That was the best experience that she had ever had - someone who worshipped her so much, that he had volunteered to be her food.