Girls' Night Out
Christina awoke
to a subdued, muffled thud from somewhere downstairs. Normally, an
inconspicuous sound like this, probably from a door being shut, would not have
been remotely enough to awaken her, as she was quite a heavy sleeper. But
something deep inside her subconscious instantly associated the noise with
something incredibly dangerous. It was an atavistic fear that constricted her
chest and made her lurch up with a frightened gasp, and she involuntarily
shivered as she felt cold, feverish sweat run down her skin. But just as she
was hit by another wave of horror and intense anxiety as she realised that she
was still in hell, Christina felt another presence – a warm, if somewhat sweaty
embrace, and soft, caring hands gently running through her dishevelled hair as someone
gently caressed her.
“Sssh.”
Aylin whispered, pressing her against her chest as she gave her a tight,
protective hug and continued to stroke her hair. “It’s alright, sweetie. I
won’t let her hurt you.”
While
she didn’t know how her friend would be able to defend her when it came to that
point, Christina nevertheless appreciated the sentiment and closed her eyes
again, desperately trying to calm herself as she heard another series of
ominous thuds moving upwards, sending slight quakes through their prison. Feeling
even more cold sweat run down her forehead as she tried to control her
breathing, she dug her fingers deep into Aylin’s crinkled black overalls,
wincing at every new thump as the giant footsteps approached the room. Then Christina
heard the huge door being opened and inhaled sharply, pulling up her legs as
she instinctively rolled up into a ball and another wave of primal fear washed
over her like icy water. She was back.
“Ugh.”
Tanja sighed, dropping her school bag into a corner and inadvertently sending
another earthquake towards the shrunken people in the plastic box on her
bookshelf. “What a drag.”
Then
the young giantess walked over to her bed and let herself fall onto it with all
her weight, lying flat on her back for a few moments as she exhaled and rested
her eyes. Even though the soft mattress of her enormous bed cushioned most of
it, this motion too sent an unnervingly strong tremor through the box,
reminding the shrunken people inside of the sheer mass of this normal-sized
girl’s body. Realising that their giant captor wasn’t paying any attention to them
right now, Christina carefully opened her eyes again and glanced over at the
bed. Tanja had stretched out her arms and was lying there with her eyes closed,
the only discernible motion being that of her soft, flat belly gently moving up
and down beneath her tight-fitting sweater as she breathed in and out. The
sight reminded Christina of her boyfriend again, and that she was basically
looking at his grave. Yesterday, Thomas had still been alive, and now he was gone,
absorbed into Tanja’s body, being robbed not just of his life, but his identity.
Already, Christina had the eerie feeling that he had never even existed, as
there was nothing left of him to prove it. Thomas had just vanished, and now
there was only the girl who had eaten him.
“Tanja!
Are you coming?” A strict, severe voice Christina hadn’t heard before called up
from downstairs. It was that of a middle-aged woman, perhaps Tanja’s mother. “Lunch
is ready.”
The
giantess opened her blue eyes and looked up. “Are we eating together?” She called
back, sounding surprised and lifting her left eyebrow just a little.
“No.”
The voice replied with an impatient sigh, sounding exasperated. “I told you,
I’ll be in a call with a client in five minutes. Did you even listen to me?”
“I
just…” Tanja began, lifting up her hands in dumbfounded protest even though the
person she was speaking to wasn’t actually in the room with her.
“You
have to warm it up yourself though. I’m not your room service.” The voice interrupted
her condescendingly, causing the young giantess to visibly roll her eyes.
“I’m
not your room service.” Tanja repeated to herself in a mocking tone and got up,
walking towards the door again with thunderous, booming footsteps.
But
just when she was about to step out of her room, she suddenly stopped in the
doorframe, as if she had remembered something. Then, to the abject horror of
Christina and all the other shrunken people, she turned around again, looking
right at them with a sassy smirk. Playfully swaying her hips in her tight blue
jeans, she walked towards the shelf, deliberately stepping down more firmly
than necessary to make the quakes produced by her footsteps even more intense
and intimidating. Christina felt the muscles in her body tense up as the
approaching giantess began to cast a shadow over the box, and from the corner
of her eye, she could see almost all the other tinies back up towards the walls
and the corners – as if that would help them if Tanja really decided to kill
one of them. Aylin, however, didn’t move a bit, instead only wrapping her arms
even more tightly around Christina and even pulling her back just a little so
that she could protectively push herself between her and Tanja. Then the
menacing tremors finally stopped as the giantess stepped up to the box, and
Christina anxiously looked up, finding the enormous girl looking down at them
from beyond her massive breasts.
“Hey
guys.” Tanja said with a broad grin that showed her pearly, perfectly white
teeth. “It’s lunchtime. You know what that means.” She added, bending over them
and licking her lips.
Christina
felt her breathing accelerate and her heart beat up to her neck again as she
looked past the impression of pink lipstick Tanja had left on the transparent
lid that morning. As the huge, wet tongue gently brushed over the giant girl’s
full lips, a single drop of saliva dripped down towards them, but continued to
dangle from the giantess’ mouth by a string of viscous spit before being sucked
in again with a moist slurp. And somehow, Christina could tell that Tanja
wasn’t really drooling because she was hungry, but simply because she enjoyed
scaring the life out of them. Continuing to stare up at her in a mixture of
fear and resentful defiance, her vision was suddenly blocked as Tanja exhaled
almost lustfully, causing the lid to fog up with her hot breath. Furthermore,
some of the hot, moist air made its way through the airholes, washing over
Christina’s body and triggering traumatic memories of being inside her mouth together
with Thomas yesterday. Before her inner eye, she saw her boyfriend disappear
into Tanja’s gullet once more, mercilessly squeezed down into a dark abyss of
hot, wet flesh…
Suddenly,
the giant girl picked up the box with her left hand, causing the ground beneath
the shrieking tinies to tilt and sending them sliding to the side, crying as
they tried to hold onto the smooth, transparent plastic. Aylin too was forced
to let go of Christina, but even as they now helplessly slipped around inside
the constantly shifting box as Tanja carried them over to her desk, she still
tried her best to stay close to her. Christina didn’t really know why Aylin was
being so protective of her, but the fact that this young German-Turkish woman
cared so much about her gave her at least some sense of hope, especially since
Thomas and Nele were gone. Smashing into one of the walls of the box as Tanja
made another booming step forward, Christina let out a groan and stretched out
her arms to catch Aylin, who came tumbling down just beside her right in that
moment, and saving her from crashing into the wall face-forward.
“Thanks.”
Aylin gasped, but before she could say anything else, they were thrown
backwards again as the box evened out once more and was casually placed on
Tanja’s desk.
Flinching
as a sharp pain shot through her spine, Christina laboriously rolled herself
onto her side and immediately tried to get up again, anxiously looking up
through the plastic lid to see what Tanja was going to do next. As expected,
their tormentor seemed to be quite amused by the sight of the tinies squirming
around inside the box. Looking down at them with that smug grin, Tanja sat down
in her chair, her boobs visibly bobbing up and down beneath her sweater.
“So!
Mum made spaghetti, but since she’s all busy again…” She began, mockingly
speaking in a nasal tone in the latter half of her sentence. “You guys get to
keep me company instead!”
Like
the others, Christina kept warily staring up at her, trying to anticipate what
fresh hell the giantess was going to unleash onto them next. Noticing the glare
of the shrunken girl, Tanja fixed her eyes on her and stared right back at her,
but didn’t say anything. Christina shivered involuntarily as she saw the
predatory spark in Tanja’s piercing blue eyes, but somehow, she suddenly felt
compelled not to back down, that she owed Thomas at least that much. After all
the pain and humiliation Tanja had inflicted on her already, Christina decided
that she would not give her the satisfaction of turning into her spineless
slave, simply waiting to get eaten whenever this narcissistic brat felt like
it. Tanja would continue to torture them either way.
“Christina…”
Aylin began uneasily, realising what was going on and how Tanja’s expression
became much more serious, even angry. But Christina didn’t care anymore.
For
a few more seconds, there was a tense silence as Christina and Tanja kept
staring at each other, then the giant girl snorted and broke into a fit of laughter.
To Christina’s confusion, it was not really a malicious laugh, in fact, it
sounded almost good-natured and friendly.
“Okay,
you win.” Tanja giggled, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. “Oh man,
Chrissie. You really are something else. To think I almost ate you yesterday!
Can you imagine? What a waste that would have been!” She added, chuckling to
herself again.
“Leave
her alone, Tanja!” Aylin shouted up at her.
“I
like her spunk.” Tanja explained and darted the other tiny a threatening look. “You,
on the other hand, are starting to get boring, Aylin. Maybe I’ll replace you
with her.”
“Don’t
even try to play your fucking mind games on me.” Aylin spat back at Tanja, kneeling
down beside Christina and giving her another tight hug to show that she would
not let herself be pitted against her. “Are you okay, sweetie?” She then
whispered, and Christina nodded.
“Mind
games? Me?” Tanja said indignantly, pointing her finger at herself and making a
face as if Aylin’s accusation truly shocked her. “Now that’s just…”
“Tanja!”
Her mother impatiently called from downstairs. “I’m not telling you again.”
The
giant blonde clenched her teeth. “Yes, mum.” Tanja shot back and rolled her
eyes. Then she looked down at the tinies and pointed her thumb towards the
door. “Can you believe her?”
“You
take after her.” Aylin said combatively.
Tanja
looked at her for a brief moment, then she smirked again, apparently deciding
to ignore her. “Anyway, I’m going to get my lunch now. You guys stay right here.”
She then said as if they had a choice in the matter, pointing a warning finger
at them before she stood up.
As
she turned around and walked out of the room with a confident sway in her hips,
shaking the ground again with the tremendous mass of her body, Christina
flinched a bit as she looked at Tanja’s ass. The enormous butt cheeks seemed to
almost burst through the tight-fitting blue denim and gently bobbed up and down
with every step the giantess made. It made quite the sight, but all it did for
Christina was trigger painful memories of Thomas and her being inside the back
pocket of Tanja’s jeans yesterday. Back when they still had assumed that Tanja
was going to help them. In a surge of morbid fatalism, Christina found herself
wondering if Nele had actually been lucky to get eaten by Tanja’s black-haired
friend, Alessia. There seemed to be nothing particularly malicious about her,
only that she didn’t even remotely seem to think of shrunken people as human
beings. It obviously didn’t excuse that she had eaten Christina’s best friend,
but at least she had made it comparatively quick and not revelled in torturing
her.
From
the corner of her eye, Christina realised that some of her fellow captives had
scurried to the walls of the plastic box again, trying to find a way out. Among
them was Aylin, who had started to kick and pull at a small crack. It wasn’t
nearly big enough for any one of them to fit through, but it was some kind of
structural weakness they could possibly take advantage of, given time. Not
allowing herself to feel too much hope, Christina kneeled down beside Aylin.
“I
first noticed this yesterday, when she was busy with you.” Aylin explained and
grunted as she threw herself against the plastic wall with all her weight,
widening the small crack by just a little before the wall bounced back. “The
problem is that it keeps jumping back like this.”
“We
need something to wedge in there.” Said a woman around Aylin’s age as she
helplessly looked around the box. Christina had briefly spoken to her this
morning, after Tanja had left.
The
woman’s name was Sandra and she had worked as a consultant before developing a
drug addiction and ramping up a lot of debt, and she believed that this was the
reason why she had been shrunken down. While it wasn’t a crime per se, there
were rumours that Vortex went far beyond shrinking criminals, something that
was glaringly obvious looking around the box.
“But
there’s nothing in here we can use.” Replied a pale, fairly fragile looking
woman called Marina, a friend of Sandra’s. Christina had also spoken to her
this morning for a few minutes.
Unlike
Sandra, Marina didn’t even owe anyone money, but she was a drug addict who kept
relapsing and spent about as much time in rehab as she did outside, so she
wasn’t exactly a model citizen. But even Christina, who had always been very critical
of Vortex even before being shrunken down herself, had been shocked to find out
how far they would go. As for the reason why she, Thomas and Nele had been
shrunken, she still had no idea. By now, it had become a somewhat common taunt
by bullies across schoolyards, campuses, and workplaces that ‘losers’ would get
eaten eventually, but had the situation really become that bad? Were human
beings truly so cowardly and heartless that they would allow this to happen?
Just
as she was about to get lost in thought again, another person stepped up to
them. Looking up, Christina saw that it was Michael, one of the people who had
greeted her after Tanja had dropped her in the box. “Let’s try it together.” He
said, looking at the others. “On three.”
Christina
rose to her feet and readied herself. “Okay.” She agreed.
“Ready?”
Michael asked, getting into position. “One…two… three!”
Together,
they threw their bodies against the wall again, widening the crack a little
more. But then the wall bounced back into position once more, nearly throwing
them onto their backs in the process and causing Aylin to curse beneath her
breath. They tried several more times, but during the final attempt, Michael’s
right foot slipped into the crack, causing him to get caught as the wall jumped
back again. Screaming with pain, he collapsed onto the floor and tried to pull
his leg out, with the four women around him promptly rushing to his help.
“Shit,
that hurts.” Michael groaned as Aylin and Christina tried pushing the wall
away.
Unfortunately,
now that his foot was stuck in the crack, it created even more tension, making
the plastic wall almost impossible to move. After pushing against it for a few
more moments, Aylin and Christina finally gave up and fell down to their knees,
panting heavily. While she tried to catch her breath before attempting to help
Michael again, Christina glanced down at him, feeling slightly sick as she
realised that the angle between his foot and the rest of his leg was
unnaturally large, with a visible bump beneath the black fabric of his
trousers. The joint was clearly broken, and it almost looked as if some bone
was protruding as well.
“Hang
in there, Michael.” Aylin said gently. “We’ll have you out in no ti…”
Just
then, the ground beneath them began to shake once more, and it was immediately
clear to everyone that Tanja was coming back. For a moment, all the shrunken
people inside the box simply froze, including some others who had come rushing
to their help as they realised what had happened to Michael. Now, however, they
slowly backed off again, obviously not willing to risk being implicated in the
escape attempt when the giant girl returned. Another couple of moments later,
Tanja stepped into the room again, carrying a plate of spaghetti and a glass of
sparkling water and placing them right in front of the box with the shrunken people.
Then she sat down in her revolving chair again, frowning a little as she began
to tug at her jeans.
“You
know, Chrissie, I think your boyfriend went to my ass.” She said with faux
pensiveness while clearly trying to suppress a malicious grin. “Feels kinda
tight around there.” Tanja then added as she lifted a forkful of spaghetti to
her mouth and started to chew noisily.
Surprised
and apparently a little disappointed that neither Christina nor Aylin reacted
to her taunt in some kind of way, Tanja looked down at them, only now realising
what was going on inside the box. For a couple of seconds, she just stared at
the four women and Michael again, then she swallowed the mouthful of food and
grinned gleefully. “Ooh! What is this? Did you guys try to leave while I wasn’t
looking? Now that’s just rude.”
Again,
Christina cringed as she saw the lump travel down the young giantess’ slender
throat before disappearing behind her large breasts. From her perspective, a
mouthful of food was at least the size of an SUV, and Tanja could just swallow
it without even really thinking about it. But even worse was the sharp pain she
had felt in her chest as Tanja reminded her of Thomas’ ultimate fate, leaving
her heart racing with anger and resentment.
“I
did.” Michael grunted, trying to breathe normally in between waves of intense
pain, subtly gesturing towards the four young women around him to keep quiet.
Christina noticed tears pooling in Aylin’s eyes as she realised what he was
doing. “I tried to pry open that crack, but I got stuck. They tried to help me,
and then you came back.”
Looking
up at Tanja, Christina saw that the girl was mimicking the tiny women’s
expression of fatalistic sadness, as if something terrible was about to happen
that she could not influence.
“Oh
Michael.” She shook her head, putting on that sad expression Christina and
Thomas had been fooled by yesterday. If she hadn’t known her a lot better by
now, she really would have thought that Tanja was on the verge of crying. “Here.
Let me help you.”
The
shrunken people looked on helplessly as Tanja leaned over and removed the lid
from the box, reaching in with perfectly manicured fingers and effortlessly
pushing the plastic wall to the side a little to release Michael from the
crack. He shrieked and inhaled sharply as the girl pinned his body between her
fingers, but just when Tanja was about to lift him outside, Aylin lurched
forward and tried to hold onto him. Noticing this, the giantess paused for a
moment.
“Aylin.
Don’t do it.” Tanja said calmly.
“Fuck
you.” Aylin hissed, staring at her with murderous hate in her eyes as she
desperately tried to free her squirming friend from the giantess’ fingers. “Let
him go!”
Tanja
rolled her eyes and sighed before continuing to lift Michael out of the box –
and Aylin along with him. Christina watched in horror as the two squirming
shrunken people were lifted high into the air, until they were dangling at a
sheer impossible height, roughly at the same level as the piercing blue eyes of
the enormous girl. She had almost expected the giantess to throw them into her mouth
and swallow them right away, but Tanja had other plans.
“Since
you two clearly can’t behave, I guess I have to remind you who’s in charge here.”
She explained in a matter-of-fact sort of way. “First one off the plate gets to…
well, not get eaten.”
With
that, she let go of them all of a sudden. Christina and the others gasped as
Michael and Aylin plummeted downwards, nearly missing Tanja’s ample chest
before falling right into the Bolognese sauce with a wet splat. Then the blonde
giantess slowly lowered her fork into the spaghetti and continued to eat,
acting as if she wasn’t even aware that there were two living, breathing human
beings in her lunch. Along with Sandra, Marina and several other shrunken
people, Christina rushed to the transparent plastic wall closest to the plate
to get a better view of what was happening, only to feel a sudden rush of shame
as Tanja smirked. It was obvious that their captor was putting on this sick
show on purpose, but what else could she do? Look the other way while Aylin and
Michael got eaten? No, everyone who remotely cared about them was being forced
to play along with the sadistic spectacle. Tanja would always win, and
apparently that also was the point she was trying to make here.
“Look
out!” Christina screamed at the top of her lungs, her vision clouding up with
tears as she saw a panicked Michael dig himself out of the chunky Bolognese sauce
and the gigantic silver prongs descended into the mound of spaghetti just
behind him. “Behind you!”
Over
the course of the next few minutes, one forkful after the other disappeared
into Tanja’s mouth and was effortlessly swallowed, the young giantess only
occasionally pausing to check her phone or take a gulp of mineral water. As
Christina had feared, Aylin wasn’t even trying to save herself, but instead
kept attempting to reach Michael. She wasn’t sure how she should feel about
this, because on the one hand, she didn’t want him to get eaten either, on the
other hand, she very much doubted that Tanja would let both of them live – if
anything, she would probably just eat both if they didn’t make if off the
plate. Unlike Michael, who was seriously injured and seemed generally
disoriented, Aylin had a realistic chance of saving herself, and Christina
found herself getting angry at her for not trying. But more than anything else,
she felt burning hatred for the giantess who had put them in this situation. Playing
deranged mind games with them and making her hope that one of her friends
survived while the other didn’t.
Again
and again, the giant prongs kept digging into the shrinking pile of spaghetti,
with both Aylin and Michael nearly getting scooped up and devoured several
times, sometimes without Tanja even looking at them as she kept exchanging text
messages on her phone. Sometimes, the giantess would stop for a moment and carefully
dig through the spaghetti with her fork to check if any or both of the shrunken
people were still in there, and then just continued eating, neither
deliberately trying to scoop up the tinies nor going out of her way to avoid
them. Then, when there was nothing left on her plate except for some single
spaghetti, small chunks of minced meat and the utterly battered looking two
tinies, Tanja put down her fork, licked her lips and gave them an expectant
look, as if telling them to get on with it. But Aylin scrambled over to
Michael, slipping on the sauce every so often and nearly falling flat on her
face.
“What
is wrong with you?” Tanja asked, closing her eyes for a moment, and massaging
her forehead with her fingers as if she had a headache. “Are you really going
to make me pick?”
Aylin
didn’t pay any attention to the giantess, but simply kept walking on towards
her friend, who seemed to be in so much pain that he couldn’t move any further,
simply turning around in a puddle of Bolognese sauce and whimpering. She didn’t
even see the fork coming.
Just
as she kneeled down beside Michael, trying to put her arms around him and drag
him to the edge of the plate, the gigantic piece of cutlery descended down onto
them out of the blue, one of the massive prongs sinking straight into the
shrunken man’s abdomen. Michael let out a gut-wrenching cry that quickly turned
into a wet gargling sound as a fountain of blood shot out of his mouth,
spraying across Aylin’s face and the white plate to leave a visibly red streak.
The shrunken woman shrieked and instinctively pulled away for a moment,
allowing Tanja to lift the fork with the impaled tiny up to her face as she
slowly opened her mouth.
“Michael!”
Christina cried out as he approached Tanja’s lips, his coughing up blood making
the giant girl hold out her left hand beneath him as if he were a piece of food
dripping sauce.
“Don’t
get blood on my boobs.” The young giantess said admonishingly and then placed
the fork with Michael inside her mouth, lasciviously sucking him off the prong
with a wet slurp.
She
pulled out the fork from between her lips and put it on the plate beside Aylin,
a faint red smear indicating where Michael had been a couple of seconds ago.
Contentedly humming to herself as she answered another text message, Tanja started
to chew, suddenly cutting off the muffled screams from inside her mouth with a
sickening crunch. Christina felt like she was going to throw up again as the
sound of bones and flesh being ripped to shreds between the giantess’ teeth drilled
into her brain, then there was another loud, greedy gulp as Tanja finally
swallowed Michael’s pulped remains. The giant girl, however, didn’t seem
pleased.
“Ew.”
Tanja said with a slight frown and stuck out her tongue in disgust, causing
Christina to dry heave as she noticed a reddish tint to the strings of saliva
in her mouth and on her teeth, along with some chunks on the giantess’ molars
that she desperately hoped were minced meat from the Bolognese sauce. “I don’t
get it.” Tanja muttered to herself and took a gulp of water.
“Why?”
Aylin suddenly cried, tears streaming down her red face as she broke out of the
near catatonic state she had been in after having Michael’s blood sprayed over
her. “Why him?”
Tanja
finished her water and then winked at her amicably. “Chicks before dicks.
Besides…” She paused to let out a dainty burp. “He was broken already.”
“Y-You
should have taken me.” Aylin stammered, now quietly sobbing to herself. It
seemed that Tanja had finally broken something inside of her as well, and their
tormentor knew it.
“There,
there.” The giantess cooed almost affectionately and picked the tiny woman up
as she rose to her feet, ostentatiously giving her belly a pat while it got
started on digesting her most recent meal. “Let’s get you cleaned up. Can’t
have you looking like that when Alessia comes.”
Leaving
the tinies in the box staring at the empty plate, Tanja went over to the
bathroom with Aylin and came back a couple of moments later, grabbing a tissue
from the cardboard box on her nightstand and drying off the seemingly lifeless tiny
person between her fingers. Again, the memories of being held under a stream of
cold tap water yesterday as Tanja washed her hot, sticky spit off her shot
through Christina’s head, but her worries about Aylin were strong enough to
displace these traumatic recollections for now. She anxiously looked up at the
limp tiny in the giantess’ hand as their captor went over to the box again and perfunctorily
dropped Aylin inside, simply discarding her for now. Once Tanja had put the lid
back on the box and went over to her bed, lying down to relax and chill with
her phone in hand, Christina rushed over to her friend, accompanied by Sandra,
Marina, and some of the others. Seeing that it was her turn to comfort the
young woman now, she gently put her arm around Aylin, her black overalls and
her hair feeling damp. But as she saw the dead look in her sunken eyes,
Christina shivered. And then there were the red smears across her pale face and
the smell of fresh blood.
“Come.”
Christina said hoarsely after a few moments, helping Aylin to get up to her
feet and walking her over to one of the plastic walls for her to lean against. “Rest
up now.”
“It’s
my fault.” The black-haired girl finally said blankly. “I was the one trying to
get out.”
Christina
opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by another familiar
voice. “No. It wasn’t your fault. Everything that happens here is her fault,
and hers alone.”
Surprised,
Christina turned around and looked over at Ramona, who was giving both of them
an intense look from the corner she had been sitting in since yesterday, when
she had given her a rather chilly welcome. For a few moments, they just looked
at each other, then Christina nodded slowly, acknowledging what she had just
said before turning back to Aylin.
“Ramona
is right. Don’t you ever think like that.” She said, gently caressing her damp
hair.
A
few minutes later, Aylin had either fallen asleep or unconscious from
exhaustion. Sandra and Marina took over, gently laying her on her side so that
she didn’t fall over while she was out cold, and Christina rose to her feet
again, walking around the box and past small groups of shrunken people somewhat
aimlessly as she tried to process what had just transpired. Then she came near
the corner Ramona was sitting in, their eyes meeting once more.
“A
word of advice, sweetheart.” The sullen young woman said, her voice sounding
more like the arrogant cynicism she was used to from her again. “Don’t get
attached to anyone here.”
***
Pulling
up in the spacious driveway of Tanja’s home, Alessia turned off the motor of
her car and applied the handbrake, briefly checking that she left enough space
for another car to drive in and out of the garage if necessary. Then she looked
in the rear-view mirror again to make sure that her elegant black dress hadn’t
slipped during the short drive over here and that she hadn’t accidentally
smeared any of the little make-up she had strategically applied earlier. As she
had confirmed that neither was the case, she slipped into the high heels she
had taken off to drive over to Tanja’s place, and began to walk towards the
entrance, struggling just a little bit to maintain her balance. Given that she
was one of, if not the most popular and attractive girl in her grade, maybe
even the entire school, nobody really knew that it actually made her feel somewhat
awkward getting all dressed up like this. In fact, she actually preferred
wearing sweatpants and sneakers. Since she was one of the top athletes, she
could get away with that look pretty often without being deemed a slob, but
alas, she couldn’t go out clubbing like that. Alessia rang the doorbell and
sighed. And now she had agreed to drive, meaning that she couldn’t even drink
tonight. But none of her friends had wanted Tanja behind the wheel.
The
front door was opened by a stern-looking middle-aged woman with dyed blonde
hair and icy blue eyes. For one or two seconds, she just eyed Alessia up and
down with an expression of cold scrutiny on her face, then opened the door
further to let her inside. “Alessia. Come in.”
When
she had first met Tanja’s mother, Alessia had felt extremely uncomfortable
around her, thinking that she didn’t like her. But then she had quickly realised
that Ms. Höfer seemed to have a certain baseline disdain for everyone. In fact,
she even treated her own daughter like she was some kind of annoying pet most
of the time. She was the exact opposite of her own mother, Claudia. She was a
stereotypically warm and extroverted Italian woman who treated Alessia’s
friends like they were close family. And whereas Claudia got upset if one
addressed her in formal speech, Alessia would not have dared speaking to
‘Susanne’ informally.
“Mum?
Is that Alessia?” Tanja’s voice sounded down from upstairs as Alessia stepped
inside and stood around for a couple of moments, looking slightly lost. For
some reason, she always felt like she first needed permission to move when
Tanja’s mother was there.
“Yes,
your friend is here.” Ms. Höfer said, looking towards the staircase with an
expression of mild irritation as her daughter noisily rushed down the stairs to
greet Alessia. “I told you to keep it down, Tanja. You’re a young woman; act
like one.”
Completely
ignoring her mother’s admonishment, Tanja rushed over to Alessia and gave her
an exuberant hug, nearly knocking her off her feet. “Hey girl! Wow, you look
smoking hot.”
“Thanks.”
Alessia said, smiling. “I got it when we were shopping in town the other day,
don’t you remember? It wasn’t cheap, but I just had to get it.”
“It’s
a very elegant dress indeed.” Ms. Höfer agreed, making Alessia blush slightly. Coming
from her, it was quite the compliment. “What are you going to wear, Tanja?”
“That’s
what I wanted to talk to Alessia about before we head out.” Tanja explained
excitedly. “I have a couple of cute outfits in mind, but I wanted your opinion
first.” She added and gave her friend a nudge with her elbow before grabbing
her wrist, ready to drag her upstairs.
“Just
make sure she doesn’t dress like a prostitute again.” Her mother said dryly.
“MUM!”
Tanja blurted out incredulously, her face running red as Alessia tried not to
giggle.
“It’s
not like you can’t afford to buy yourself a couple of decent dresses like that.”
Ms. Höfer continued with a shrug. “Anyway, I still have some work to do.” She
added and disappeared into the living room again, apparently having lost
interest in the conversation.
Tanja
looked on after her for a moment, mouth agape with indignation. “Did you hear
that?” She then disbelievingly whispered to Alessia as they went up the stairs,
while her friend kept her lips pressed together so that she didn’t start
laughing out loud. “She is unbelievable.”
“By
the way, you’ve got something stuck between your teeth.” Alessia then said as
they went into Tanja’s room, pointing at her own pearly incisors to indicate
where the piece of food was. She had noticed it when Tanja had greeted her, just
a tiny speck between her perfect teeth.
“Oh,
thanks.” The blonde girl said and began to pick her teeth with her fingernails,
struggling a little to remove the piece of food between her upper left lateral
incisor and canine. Once she had freed it, she simply swallowed, neither girl realising
nor caring about the fact that it had been Michael’s right arm. “Did I get it?”
She then asked, baring her teeth at Alessia.
“You’re
good.” Her friend said after taking a closer look at Tanja’s teeth for a
moment. “So, about those dresses you were talking about? We don’t have that
much time and you still need to get changed and everything.” Alessia then
explained, looking around the other girl’s room.
“Right!”
Tanja said and went over to her wardrobe, producing a couple of dresses and
laying them out on her bed for her friend to look at. “So, what do you think?”
“The
red one.” Alessia said almost instantly. “I like the pink one as well, but Lisa
is gonna be wearing something pretty much like that today. And since you’re
similar types already…”
“See,
this is why I wanted your opinion first.” Tanja explained cheerfully, putting
the other dresses away. “If you hadn’t told me that, I probably would have gone
for the pink one and we would have showed up at the club looking like those
creepy twins from TV.”
Alessia
giggled at the mental image of that. “Yeah, that would have sucked.” She said
as she began to walk around Tanja’s room while her friend produced some of her
fancier underwear from the drawer as she prepared to get changed. “Huh. You
plan on getting busy tonight?”
Tanja
shrugged. “Dunno. But there’s always a fuckton of hot boys and girls there.”
“Just
do me a favour and don’t go snorting any powder you get your eyes on again.”
Alessia added in a slightly weary tone as her friend went over to the bathroom
across the hall. “I need to bring you back here safe and sound, remember?”
“And
who put you in charge?” Tanja asked snippily from across the hall, her voice
echoing off the bathroom tiles along with the sound of the shower she had just
turned on.
“You
guys did.” Alessia replied with an eyeroll as she scanned through the books on
the shelf. “I’m the one who gets to drive your drunk assess home later,
remember?”
“Eh,
whatever.” Her friends’ voice echoed back again, sounding a bit more muffled
because she had stepped into the shower cubicle. “Hey, speaking of which, did
you hear that Marie did a line of coke with a tiny in it the other day? Oh my
God, I so wanna try that as well.”
Alessia
frowned. “Aren’t they a bit big for that?” She asked sceptically, pulling out a
book on German castles that seemed strangely academic for Tanja. Skimming
through it, she slightly shook her head, giving up on trying to understand why
it was in her friend’s bookshelf. “Like, wouldn’t they get stuck up your nose
or something like that?”
“Went
straight through apparently, and then she swallowed him. Or her.” Tanja
explained.
“Sounds
kinda gross to be honest.” Alessia replied, finding the idea not particularly
appealing. But it did sound like something Marie would do, being the
attention-seeking skank she was.
“I
think she put a video of it on her profile, if you don’t believe me.” Tanja
said.
Of
course she did. Alessia thought to herself, rolling
her eyes. “Nah, I’ll pass on that.”
Idly
wandering through her friend’s room while Tanja continued to shower, Alessia
noticed a plastic box standing on her desk, next to a used plate and an empty glass.
From a distance, it looked just like a normal Vortex box, and she wouldn’t have
paid any further attention to it if Tanja hadn’t scribbled the words ‘Special
Reserve’ and some hearts on an improvised lid, even bothering to drill in
some makeshift airholes. This suddenly reminded Alessia of the girl Tanja had
mentioned on the phone yesterday, a tiny she wanted to ‘keep around’. She and
her boyfriend had apparently escaped from the box Alessia had shared with her
friends yesterday, and Tanja had played one of her games again, pretending that
she was going to help them out.
“You
gotta be kidding me.” Alessia muttered to herself and walked over to the box.
Seeing
that there indeed were a few dozen tinies left inside, she leaned over and
removed the lid, hearing a chorus of frightened little voices cry out in fear
and anguish. Then her gaze fell onto a beaten and dishevelled looking shrunken
girl with long brown hair. Alessia looked at her for a moment, comparing her
with the other tiny people anxiously staring up at her. She hadn’t been able to
see her all that well during her video chat with Tanja, but she still recalled
her being a brunette. And as there were no other tiny women with brown hair, it
had to be her.
“You’re
Christina, right?”
***
The
shrunken girl flinched as she heard the newly arrived giantess speak her name.
Based on the look of recognition that now went across Alessia’s face, Christina
suddenly realised that it made no sense for her to try hiding amongst the other
shrunken people in the box, and she nervously stepped forward. Her heart began
beating up to her neck, and as she looked up at the surreal sight of the
gigantic girl towering over them like some kind of living mountain, she
inadvertently found herself staring at her flat belly, hidden beneath the
stylish black party dress she was wearing. In a strange way, she felt like she
was close to her friend Nele again, although she knew that Alessia had long
digested her by now, just as Tanja had digested her boyfriend Thomas. But while
she had gotten accustomed to Tanja’s suffocating presence over the last 24
hours, she hadn’t seen Alessia in full size ever since she had devoured Nele.
Tears running down her face yet again, Christina tried to shut out the
traumatic memories of Nele crying for help as she had been lowered into
Alessia’s mouth, and then swallowed whole.
“Y-yes.”
She stammered, feeling more tears drop off her cheeks and onto her stained,
sweaty black Vortex overalls. Her heart was beating so fast that it was giving
her a headache.
Alessia
sighed and made an incredulous, self-critical face, as if she couldn’t believe
that she was doing this. Then she leaned down towards them, causing Christina
and the others to take a step back out of sheer instinct. It simply wasn’t
possible for any of them to ever get used to the sight of such an enormous
being moving so fast and unpredictably. From their perspective, Alessia practically
filled out the entire horizon, becoming their whole world. They were able to
sense every single movement of her colossal young body, feel the warmth
radiating off her soft skin and smell the elegant, feminine perfume she was
wearing. And when she opened her mouth to speak, they could also feel her warm
and fresh, minty breath washing over them.
“Uh… hi again.” The giantess then said
somewhat awkwardly. “You remember me?”
How
could I forget about you? You fucking killed my best friend, you bitch.
Christina thought to herself, her chest hurting so badly that she thought that
all the impotent fury and mindless fear were sending her into a heart attack
right there. But instead of saying what she thought, she just swallowed and
nodded slowly. “I do.” She then said hoarsely.
“This
is weird.” Alessia said to herself, but just as she opened her mouth to address
Christina directly again, she was interrupted by another voice from behind her.
“Oh,
I see you found Chrissie!” Tanja said cheerfully and stepped up to them with
booming footsteps, her slightly wet, naked body wrapped in a towel and smelling
of lavender. “She’s a bit shy at first, but if you get to know her a little
better, she’s a lot of fun to be around.”
“Tanja.”
Alessia said admonishingly, breaking eye contact with Christina and rising up
to her feet again as she turned to her friend. “We talked about this.”
“Huh?”
Tanja replied, drying off her wet hair and walking across the room, obviously
trying to play dumb and avoid the conversation Alessia was trying to start.
“About
not playing with your food?” Alessia said flatly, eliciting a single shriek
from one of the tinies in the box below her, one which she completely ignored.
Christina shivered.
Tanja
turned around, resolutely shaking her head. “No. I told you, they’re my tinies
and I can do with them whatever the fuck I want. They belong to me.”
“She
doesn’t.” The black-haired giantess replied, nodding her head in Christina’s
direction.
Vividly
remembering what Alessia had said to Tanja yesterday about eating her herself
if she was still around by tomorrow, Christina felt the urge to run. But for
some reason, she found herself unable to move, watching on helplessly as the
Mediterranean-looking girl’s left hand descended into the box. She only let out
a soft whimper as she was pinned between her thumb and her index finger and then
suddenly lifted upwards, ascending up along the giantess’ sheer endless body. Flying
past her flat belly and the alluring, but still tasteful cleavage of the black
dress Alessia was wearing, Christina inhaled sharply as she reached her huge
face. It was in this moment that everything around her seemed to decelerate,
almost as if in slow motion. All she could see now was the black-haired
giantess’ face; her deep brown eyes, her shapely nose, and her soft lips, which
now parted to reveal her immaculately white, pearly teeth. From the ominous
darkness in between the two perfect rows of incisors, Alessia’s tongue now
began to stretch out towards Christina like a pink organic carpet covered in viscous,
hot spit, severing thick strings of saliva that stretched across the fleshy
inside of the girl’s cavernous mouth. A blast of hot, humid air blew across
Christina’s face, and as she found herself staring right into Alessia’s gaping
maw, she realised that this had been the last thing Nele had ever seen as well.
***
“What
are you doing?” Tanja asked incredulously as her friend snatched little
Christina from the box and lifted her over her opening mouth, dropping her
inside without further ado.
“CHRISSIE!”
She then shrieked and leapt forward all of a sudden, firmly grabbing Alessia’s
jaw and catching the black-haired girl completely by surprise in the process.
“Wod
da fock.” Alessia said with Christina wriggling around on her tongue, suddenly trying
to fight off Tanja while the shrunken girl inside her mouth tried to crawl away
from her throat.
“Spit. Her. Out.” The blonde demanded furiously,
trying to pry her friend’s mouth open with all the strength she could muster
without actually hurting her. “Alessia, I’m warning you!”
Her
friend found herself taken somewhat aback by just how intense Tanja’s reaction
was. For a split second, she even considered spitting out the squirming tiny
because she got the feeling that Tanja was genuinely upset. But then she
decided that her friend was just being childish and territorial again, and
decided to fight back, attempting to pull herself away from her.
“Mh-mh.”
Alessia shook her head and grabbed Tanja’s lower arms, trying to get them out
of her face. Meanwhile, Christina’s terrified screams briefly leaked into the
outside world as her prospective eater opened her mouth once more to speak,
drowning her out almost completely. “I towd yow to stop dis cwap. Yow awe nod a
chiwd anymoh, Tanja.”
Alessia
tried to turn away from her and swallow the wriggling and wailing tiny in her
mouth, but Tanja wrestled her to the ground, forcing her friend down on all
fours as she placed her in a headlock. “Spit. Chrissie. Out. Or I am going to
make you regret it.” She said angrily.
“An
why shouwd I do dat?” The black-haired girl asked irritably.
She
was starting to lose her patience with Tanja’s antics now, and if her friend
had actually damaged her dress over a bullshit argument about who would get to
eat this shrunken loser, she would get really mad. Deciding to put an end to
this nonsense, Alessia pushed the tiny girl’s squirming and kicking body to the
back of her tongue. And then she swallowed.
“Because
you don’t know where I put her before.” Tanja whispered right in that moment.
Alessia
had just felt Christina slide down into her throat with one last tearful cry
for help, but when she heard Tanja’s remark, her eyes widened and she inadvertently
gagged, the muscles of her oesophagus briefly contracting around the shrunken
girl before pressing her up into the opposite direction. Opening her mouth,
Alessia let out a disgusted cough and spat Christina’s twitching, saliva-soaked
body onto the wooden floor of her friend’s room.
“What
the fuck is wrong with you, Tanja?” Alessia coughed, checking her dress. To her
relief, it was okay, though Tanja had moved it around a bit, almost causing her
boobs to spill out.
Her
blonde friend, meanwhile, completely ignored her and got off her back,
squatting down beside her as she picked up Christina and lifted her to her
face. “Are you okay, Chrissie?”
***
Mere
split seconds after being lifted over Alessia’s gigantic mouth, the giant girl
suddenly let go of Christina and dropped her inside, dispelling any last hope she
might have had about this being some kind of deranged joke at her expense. Passing
through the German-Italian girl’s soft lips and her massive incisors, she felt
her hot breath rise up around her and let out a gasp as she finally fell onto
her tongue with a wet splat. By now, it wasn’t the first time she was in a
stranger’s mouth, but the experience of being nearly swallowed by Tanja the day
before did not really help her out in this situation – everything around her
was just as slippery and moist, warm, red-pink flesh oozing thick, sticky
saliva that almost instantly soaked into her overalls and left her flailing
around helplessly as the lips closed behind her, sealing her in darkness. It
was only due to some remaining rays of light falling in between Alessia’s lips
and teeth that Christina could still see some of the vague outlines around her,
most notably the pitch-black darkness near the back of the gigantic oral cavity
she was trapped in. It was like a gaping hole of flesh, framed by Alessia’s
dangling uvula and her two tonsils to the side, and Christina was painfully
aware that it was this very maw that had swallowed her best friend yesterday. Beyond
laid the murky depths of Alessia’s digestive system. The place where Nele had
died. It was even possible that some of her friend’s remains were still inside
Alessia’s intestines, and of course most of Nele was now nothing but a part of
the girl who was about to eat Christina. There was something particularly
unfair and violating about that thought.
Whimpering
at this idea and the traumatic memories of what happened inside Tanja’s mouth
yesterday, Christina tried to turn around on the slimy, undulating surface,
only to find herself squeezing even more of Alessia’s hot spit out of the squishy
tastebuds. Nevertheless, she tried to crawl towards the gigantic rows of teeth
blocking the way out of Alessia’s mouth, her most basic survival instincts
taking over yet again. But this time, there was another, new voice in her head
that told her to just let go. What did it matter if she was eaten by Tanja or
Alessia? Her boyfriend was dead, her childhood friend was dead, and she would
have to live with the memory of them being eaten right in front of her eyes for
the rest of her life. In fact, if Tanja or Alessia digested her, she would at
least be reunited with one of them in some kind of way. Still, the thought of
what being digested alive actually meant was simply too horrible to wrap her
head around. Being trapped in a dark, churning sack of flesh while slowly
suffocating and having acid eat away at you, dissolving your body to make it
become part of someone else.
Listening
to Tanja’s muffled voice outside, Christina was somewhat surprised to find her,
of all people, demanding that Alessia spit her out. Unfortunately, it seemed
that the girl who was about to eat her didn’t want to comply, and suddenly
yanked her head back, causing Christina to slip down towards the darkness
behind her. Feeling vibrations all around her when Alessia shook her head and
made a sound of disagreement, the shrunken girl began to scream for help. It
was hard to believe that she was directing her pleas towards Tanja, but
apparently, she was actually trying to stop Alessia from eating her. For
entirely selfish reasons no doubt, but this was Christina’s new reality now. Suddenly,
the giant girl’s lips parted for a moment, allowing more light into the moist cavern
and even letting Christina catch a glimpse of Tanja, who was trying to pry open
Alessia’s mouth with her fingers. Then a blast of unbearably hot, humid air
washed over her, the voice of the giantess making her nearly go deaf as she
said something.
Shrieking
as the enormous lips closed again, Christina was suddenly tossed around inside
the mouth, smashing against the slippery insides of Alessia’s cheeks and nearly
hitting her head on the hard, bumpy surfaces of her molars. While she
frantically tried to hold on to something, the tiny girl could actually feel
the incredible mass of the two giant girls’ colossal bodies shift around
outside as they got into a physical catfight over her. Again, her auditory
canals nearly burst with pain as Christina heard Alessia’s booming voice once
more, the light from the outside flashing into the mouth like a strobe light in
a night club as she spoke. Then, and without any warning whatsoever, the
massive tongue lurched upward and pushed her to the very back of the giantess’
mouth. Christina let out a horrified shriek when she felt her legs slip over
the back of Alessia’s tongue, then there was that appalling, visceral gulping
sound again, the one she had last heard when Tanja had swallowed Thomas whole.
Now, it was her turn.
“Help!”
Christina cried out at the top of her lungs. “Oh God, please, someone hel…”
Her
ears popped, then her entire body was violently thrust backward in a wave of
hot spit and squeezed into a tight tube of muscular flesh with a wet slurping
sound. Christina looked up in existential horror as she understood what was
happening to her, the last thing she saw being the faint outline of Alessia’s
uvula bobbing up and down before powerful muscles closed the entrance to the
oesophagus just above her. Finding herself tightly wrapped in something akin to
an organic straitjacket, Christina tried to scream, but wasn’t even able to
breathe, the pressure being exerted on her tiny body being so strong that she
felt like she was going to burst. But just as she found herself being forced
deeper into Alessia’s body, the muscles around her suddenly cramped up – and
then, the peristaltic movements that had just been determined to push her down
into the giant girl’s stomach reversed, pushing her upward instead. Before she
could even begin to understand what was going on, Christina suddenly found
herself shooting past Alessia’s uvula again, flying over her tongue and past
her teeth and lips before she was enveloped by bright light and finally crashed
onto a hard surface.
“What
the fuck is wrong with you, Tanja?” Alessia coughed somewhere high above,
making Christina deduce that the blonde giantess had indeed saved her somehow.
Groaning,
the shrunken girl rolled around in the puddle of spit and tried to wipe some of
the viscous slime off her aching body. Before she could get any bearing of her
surroundings, two giant feet slammed onto the ground left and right of her,
causing a powerful earthquake that nearly threw Christina onto her back again.
Once more, her brain struggled to come to terms with the idea of something, or
rather someone so large and massive moving at such speed, but before Christina
could even look up, she was pinned between two gigantic fingers and lifted up. To
add even more to the sense of disorientation and confusion, she felt a sudden relief
as she found herself looking into Tanja’s icy blue eyes mere moments later.
“Are
you okay, Chrissie?” The blonde asked, and neither Christina nor Alessia were
able to tell whether the concern in her voice was genuine or not. However, as
difficult as this was to believe for her, Tanja had indeed just saved Christina
from being eaten.
“I…”
The tiny began, coughing up a glob of slime. “I’ll be alright.” She said, giving
into the illusion for just a split second that Tanja was her friend. “It’s
happened to me before.”
“Come,
let’s get you cleaned up!” The giantess said and got up to her feet, ignoring
the bitter resentment in Christina’s last sentence. Then she carried her to the
bathroom, her still slightly wet tits bobbing up and down beneath the towel she
had wrapped around herself.
The
last time she had been nearly waterboarded to death still fresh in mind,
Christina held her breath as Tanja held her under an oppressively strong stream
of cold tap water again, closing her eyes as she simply submitted to the
painful and humiliating procedure. Just like last time, Tanja held her under
the water several times, apparently not caring how torturous this was for
Christina. Once the giantess was finally satisfied, she quickly rubbed her dry with
some toilet paper and then continued to her room, where Alessia had just
straightened out her dress again.
“Please
tell me you didn’t actually…” The black-haired girl said with furrowed brows,
almost gagging again at the thought of what her friend had implied earlier.
“Promise
you won’t eat Chrissie, okay?” Tanja asked almost pleadingly while she went
over to her nightstand and produced a small plastic case from one of the
drawers. From the look of it, Christina assumed that it used to contain
earplugs, but like the Vortex box she had been in before, Tanja had added
airholes to it. “She belongs in my tummy.”
“Fine.”
Alessia conceded, still looking a little irritated. “Just tell me you didn’t
stick her up…”
“I
didn’t.” Tanja said with a shrug, opening the box and dropping Christina inside.
“Though I almost did, actually. Snuffing her loser boyfriend got me kinda worked
up and I…”
“I
get the picture.” Alessia said and defensively lifted her hands. “You need
Jesus, girl.”
“Long
story short, don’t touch my stuff.” Tanja replied smugly and stretched out her
tongue.
Then
she went over to the Vortex box on her desk again, carefully scrutinising the
individual shrunken people inside before picking some up and dropping them into
the smaller case. One of the first to be chosen was Ramona, who let out a
pained groan as she was dropped onto the hard transparent plastic beside Christina.
From the confused and apprehensive look she gave her, it appeared that she had
absolutely no idea what Tanja was up to now either.
“What
are you doing?” Alessia changed the topic, asking their question for them.
“I’m
taking some of the best along for us to share. They all have fight in them.”
Tanja said in an appreciative sort of tone and made a chef’s kiss gesture, as
if talking about some exquisite delicacy. This prompted a couple of agonised
cries from the tinies she had selected, but Tanja simply looked down and gave
them a wink. “But Chrissie is mine.”
Tanja
reached into the Vortex box one last time, picking up Aylin and perfunctorily
dropping her into the smaller case in her hand. Then she snapped it shut,
trapping Christina and around a dozen other tinies inside. It was so small that
it felt cramped and claustrophobic, almost as if they were in some kind of
plastic coffin. Despite the airholes, it also became quite warm inside, their
breath fogging up the transparent plastic around them. Only then did Christina see
that someone had scratched ‘don’t trust her’ into it, and from the faint
traces of dried blood around the crooked letters, she could tell that they had
done so with their fingernails.
Her
heart beating up to her neck again, Christina flinched as someone suddenly
touched her shoulder and let out a short yelp. Then she turned around, only to
see that it was Ramona.
“How
are you holding up?” She asked with an odd, conflicted expression in her face.
“I…”
Christina began, trying to control her breathing as good as possible. She was
still afraid, given that death had only been postponed a little again, but in
some way, she had grown used to it over the last day and a half. “Don’t worry
about me. We’re all fucked anyway.”
“You
got that right.” Ramona said, eyeing her up and down with something like
begrudging respect in her eyes. “I was just wondering. You… you’ve been through
a lot, after all.”
“Christina!”
Another voice then called out. Looking past Ramona, noticed that it was Aylin,
trying to squeeze past some of the others inside this tight prison. What she
also realised as she scanned her surroundings was that Tanja had only chosen
shrunken women for whatever she was planning. A couple of moments later, Aylin
reached her and gave her a hug, struggling to reach around her in the confined
space. “Oh my God, I thought she…” She began, sobbing.
“It’s
okay.” Christina said exhaustedly. “I’m still here. For now.”
***
Tanja
carefully placed the small case with the select tinies on her desk beside her
laptop, then she reached for the lid of the Vortex box to close it again. But
just as she did so, she noticed a shrunken man who apparently had been hiding
behind the lid the whole time. Her guess was that he had managed to escape from
the box itself while she and Alessia had been distracted, but not made it far
enough to hide elsewhere. Now that he had been discovered, he let out an
anguished shriek and started running across her desk in no particular direction.
“Ts
ts ts.” Tanja made, shaking her head in disappointment, and easily snatching
the fleeing tiny off the surface of her desk. “Oh Marc. Didn’t you see what
happened to Michael earlier?”
“Oh
God, please!” The captured shrunken man cried hysterically. “Please don’t eat
me Tanja, I’m sorry! Just please, please don’t eat me. I’ll do anything you
want!”
The
blonde looked across the remaining tinies in the box, then put on the lid again
and lifted the sobbing tiny up to her face, giving him a deathly glare with her
blue eyes. “Well, you can start by telling me where Daniel went. There’s two of
you missing.”
“He’s
right down there, near your wardrobe.” The shrunken young man blurted out,
wiping tears out of his face as he pointed towards a small figure on the floor near
Alessia.
This
prompted the other shrunken man to make a dash for the door. For a couple of
moments, the two normal-sized girls just looked at each other, the escaping
tiny, and then at each other again, until Alessia let out a sigh and leisurely walked
up behind the fugitive – it wasn’t as if he was getting anywhere quickly at his
size. Having been thrown to the ground by the quakes caused by Alessia’s
footsteps, Daniel turned on his back and protectively lifted up his arms,
beginning to sob uncontrollably as the German-Italian girl lifted her high heel
over him.
“Please
don’t!” He begged, letting out a heart-wrenching whimper. “I don’t want to d…”
But
before he could finish his sentence, Alessia let her shoe descend onto him and
his tearful, pleading voice warped into a shrill screech, before finally being
cut off in a subdued crunch that marked the end of his life. Then she turned to
her friend again, the fact that she had just squashed a shrunken human being underneath
her high heels not concerning her any more than it would have if it had been a
bug. Seeing that Alessia had taken care of the other, Tanja grinned smugly and shifted
her attention back to Marc, giving him a disdainful look.
“What
kind of a man are you, ratting on your friend like that?” She asked
reproachfully.
“I-I
did what you asked.” The tiny stammered. “You promised you would…” He
continued, but found himself unable to finish his sentence when Tanja suddenly
let go of him.
Letting
out a surprised shriek, Marc fell down almost the entire height of Tanja’s body
before crashing onto the hard floor, the impact breaking several of his bones
and leaving him unable to move, and in excruciating pain. When he opened his
mouth, he found himself unable to produce any noise except for a wet gargling
sound, feeling blood pool in his mouth. Looking up at Tanja’s half-naked body,
he started to tremble uncontrollably as she lifted her bare foot and slowly
lowered it down onto him. He inhaled the gentle lavender scent of the bodywash
she had used in the shower, then he felt the heat emanating from her body as he
began to get buried in the ball of her foot, unable to breathe as the entire
mass of her colossal body slowly started to bear down on him. Then his own body
began to spasm as it ran out of oxygen.
“I
didn’t promise you anything, you little cunt.” Tanja hissed, shifting her foot
a little to make sure that Marc could still breathe and would be alive and conscious
as long as possible while she squeezed the life out of his tiny body. When he
finally screamed again, she smiled.
“Tanja,
you still need to get dressed, you know.” Alessia said impatiently, pointing at
the thin, elegant watch around her wrist. “And I don’t want to keep Jessi and
Lisa waiting.”
Rolling
her eyes at being interrupted again, Tanja let out a sigh and then clenched her
teeth as she shifted her entire weight onto the tiny under her sole. Marc let
out one last gargling noise that suddenly passed over into a mixture between a
visceral splat and a drier sort of crunch as his body exploded, his head blasting
off his torso like the cork on a bottle of champagne and leaving a thin red
trail of blood on the floor. Tanja started laughing at that unexpected result, and
even Alessia could not help but snort a little. Giggling to herself, the blonde
then fetched a tissue and wiped up the mess she had caused before she indicated
Alessia to lift her shoe up as well for her to clean. Once she had collected
the bloody remains of Marco and Daniel in the tissue, she crumpled it together
and casually dropped it into the trash can beneath her desk.
“Anyway,
you’re right. Gonna be ready in a couple of minutes.” She then said to Alessia
and returned to the bathroom with the red dress and the other clothes she had
laid out for herself.
There,
she dried her hair and slipped into her silky underwear before putting on her
dress and applying just a little bit of make-up to cover up some very minor
blemishes and bring out her piercing blue eyes even more. Once she was
finished, she checked out her appearance in the mirror one last time and pushed
up her bra a bit more to even further accentuate her generous cleavage – and
because she had another thing in mind she wanted to try. Then she went back to
her room, where Alessia had sat down on her bed, exchanging some text messages
on her phone. Tanja cleared her throat, prompting her friend to look up, and
spun around, stretching out both her arms in expectancy of her friend’s opinion
on her outfit for the evening.
“Nice.”
Alessia said with an appreciative nod and then broke into a grin. “Not sure
your mum would like it though. Might have to sneak you past her while she is
busy.”
“What
is that supposed to mean?” Tanja asked with a knowing grin of her own and went
over to her desk again, picking up the little plastic case with Christina and
the others inside.
“Let’s
just say you are going to turn some heads in that.” Alessia said with a playful
glance at Tanja’s curvy buttocks, which was perfectly accentuated by her tight-fitting
red dress.
“Well,
duh, that’s the idea.” Tanja replied with a mischievous grin and then lowered
the small case into her cleavage until it was barely visible between her
bulging breasts.
“Just…
why?” Alessia asked, shaking her head at what her friend was doing.
“This
dress doesn’t have any pockets.” Tanja explained with a simple shrug, walking
around a bit with a pensive expression on her face as she determined whether
the case would stay in place. Then she nodded, having reached the conclusion
that this would indeed work.
“Uh,
handbag?” Her friend said with a raised eyebrow, taking the opportunity to hand
her the small leather purse Tanja would usually carry when going out.
“Nah,
it might open up in there and I don’t want them to get out.” Tanja declined the
idea as she swung the little bag around her shoulder and then moved towards the
door, adjusting her bra once more. “Just don’t do anything pervy in there, alright?”
She then said down towards her cleavage. “I know you have quite the view, but
I’m a decent girl, you know.”
“Yeah,
right.” Alessia said with another sly grin and got up from Tanja’s bed as they
headed downstairs, her high heels clicking on the polished staircase. “But
aren’t they gonna suffocate in there or something? It looks… tight.” She then
said with a glance at Tanja’s cleavage.
“Eh,
I made sure most of the airholes aren’t covered. Kinda. We’ll see.” Her friend
replied as they stepped into the hallway again. “We’re heading out, mum!” She
then called out towards the living room while she took some elegant high heels
of her own from the shoe cabinet.
“I
see. Don’t do anything to embarrass yourself.” Ms. Höfer replied, peeking out
into the hall and scrutinising her daughter’s outfit. For a moment, it appeared
like she was going to say something, but then she simply exhaled tiredly. “Have
fun.” She finally said to see them off.
Once
Tanja had checked one last time that she had everything she needed, they went
outside, stepping into the cool evening air and closing the front door behind
them. Chatting with each other, they all but forgot about the tinies as they
got into the car and Alessia took of her shoes. Then she turned on the motor,
reversed out of the driveway and drove off down the street.
***
Inside
the small case, Christina and the others quickly found themselves gasping for
air after Tanja had squeezed their cramped prison in between her massive
breasts. Finding themselves almost entirely surrounded by mountains of soft,
warm flesh, there were only a few airholes around the edges that weren’t
covered by the giantess’ tits. It was only once the two girls had gotten on the
road that the shrunken people got used to their new environment, realising that
they weren’t going to suffocate in Tanja’s cleavage on the spot. Nevertheless,
even a simple task such as breathing turned out to be quite difficult, and the
oxygen-deprived air in the tiny case was moist with the sweat of a dozen people.
Orientation was almost impossible too, the only thing they could see were
Tanja’s boobs rising up on both sides of their prison and a small gap right
above them, providing them with a view of her neck and the lower half of her
face. Whenever Tanja moved, the case bobbed up and down along with the fleshy
mounds, accompanied by the familiar booming of the giant girl’s footsteps
somewhere deep below. As for the soundscape they found themselves in, it was a
combination of Tanja’s subdued heartbeat thumping somewhere deep inside her
ribcage, and her booming voice echoing through her colossal body whenever she
spoke, shaking the tinies’ cramped prison just a little bit. On occasion, they
would also hear an ominous, subdued gurgle or squelch rise up from the lower
half of her body, reminding them that Tanja was still digesting whatever was
left of Michael.
It
was only when she heard a car engine being started, followed by the soft,
constant hum of a motor, that Christina summarised Alessia and Tanja were
driving somewhere now – given the outfit Alessia had been wearing, they were
probably going out for the night. All the while, the two giantesses kept
talking to each other, acting as if the shrunken people trapped inside the
blonde’s cleavage weren’t even there. After a while, Christina had no idea how
long exactly, the car stopped and another girl got in – judging from the
greetings the giantesses exchanged, her name was Lisa, and her voice also sounded
vaguely familiar. Not long after, they picked up another girl by the name of
Jessica, and her voice was one that Christina had definitely heard before. It
was the same girl Tanja had been talking to before and during her math class
yesterday, back when she and her boyfriend had still believed they were being
saved. The one who had come across as fairly kind and smart, but who Christina
also remembered to have eaten a shrunken person. These were the very girls she
and Thomas had been trying to get away from in the first place. Not for the
first time over the last one and a half days, Christina found herself wondering
if they shouldn’t even have tried to escape.
After
they had picked up Jessica, the girls kept driving for a while, all while they
kept talking to each other about school, boys, and what drinks they were going
to order at the club. The conversation was really just a normal chat between
four ordinary girls, overshadowed by the disturbing notion that everybody
inside this case would end up inside their stomachs by the end of the evening.
Christina learned that it would be Jessica’s 19th birthday one week
from now, and that the girls were apparently planning a bigger party on the
next weekend. The way they spoke about this evening made it sound like it was more
of a private celebration with just the four of them – a thought brought tears
to Christina’s eyes again. It would have also been Thomas’ 19th
birthday in a little more than a month, but by now, he was nothing but
nutrients floating through Tanja’s vast body. Perhaps he was even a part of the
soft fat tissue pressing against the plastic walls of the case surrounding them.
For a few moments, Christina found herself thinking about when and how exactly
Tanja would eat her, feeling only a bit comforted as Aylin silently hugged her
again. She felt that Michael’s death had broken her, but she didn’t dare to ask
if they had been anything more than friends.
Finally,
the car came to a full stop one more time, and Christina heard the motor being
turned off and the creak of a handbrake being pulled, suggesting that the four
giant girls had reached their destination. Just a couple of seconds later,
there was a sudden upward acceleration when Tanja got out of the car, a cool
breeze of refreshing night air washing through the uncovered airholes into the
humid interior of the plastic case. While the tinies greedily inhaled the fresh
outside air, Tanja and her friends started walking somewhere, and although
Christina couldn’t tell where exactly they were going, the neon lights she
could see through the gap between the giant breasts above and a subdued, bassy
beat that was even more powerful than the giantess’ footsteps made her deduce
that they were close to a night club. Just a couple of moments later, Christina
heard even more giant voices of mostly young people. The thought of being among
so many people made her feel uneasy, as if she should start calling for help –
but at the same time, she got the harrowing feeling that it was no use. Just a couple
of days ago, the towering giants out there would have been her peers, young
people just like her, but now, normal-sized people were all man-eating monsters
that viewed her as nothing but an edible commodity.
“Your
IDs.” A sturdy male voice demanded, and Christina noticed Tanja’s body shift a bit
as the giant girl reached into her handbag and handed something to a person
outside her view.
“We
have a reservation.” She then heard Alessia say. “Table for four.”
“Under
which name?” The bouncer asked.
“Uh,
mine. Santoro.” Alessia replied.
There
was a brief pause as the man presumably went through a list to check their
reservation. “Right. You’ve got table 8. Enjoy your evening, ladies.”
“Thanks.”
The four girls replied cheerfully and then started moving again.
Once
they stepped through a doorway and into the night club’s interior, the regular,
deep beat became so loud and intense that it made Christina feel a sense of
repressed panic. Even at her normal size, she had never liked going to clubs
because they were too noisy and crowded for her taste, and as small as she was
now, the atmosphere was downright terrifying. Along with the beat, she heard
electronic dance music and more voices of gigantic young people partying, all
accompanied by various colourful flashing lights high above. To her relief,
Tanja and her friends walked a little further away from the source of the
hammering beat and the music, so that she could actually hear their voices
again as they kept talking to each other and sat down at the table. Once the
girls sat down, they kept talking about things that would have been on
Christina’s mind as well if she hadn’t been shrunken down, such as the final
exams next year. It was another reminder that, if things had gone just a little
differently, she might have been at the same school or even in the same class
as these four girls. Perhaps they would even have been friends. But instead,
fate had put them at the top of the food chain, and her at the bottom.
***
“So!”
Tanja began once she and her friends had made themselves comfortable at their
table in a lounge area overlooking the dance floor. The club’s owner was a friend
of Alessia’s dad, so reservations under her name always came with certain
perks. “Who’s up for cocktails?”
“How
about a round of margaritas to start off?” Jessica suggested.
“Sounds
great.” Lisa agreed with an eager smile.
“Virgin
for me, I guess.” Alessia said dryly.
“It’s
so kind of you to drive today, by the way. Thanks again.” Jessica said with a
warm smile towards her, putting her hand on Alessia’s to emphasise her gratitude.
“I really appreciate it.”
“It’s
okay.” Her friend said with a shrug. “It’s kinda my turn anyway.”
“No,
it would have been my turn.” Tanja interjected with a hint of reproach in her
voice.
“You
drive like a maniac.” Jessica replied bluntly. “And I want to live to see my 19th.”
“That’s
not tr…” The blonde protested.
“It
is.” Lisa said. “Last time you drove, I almost threw up the tinies I ate that
evening.”
Tanja
wanted to say something in her defence, however, she couldn’t help but grin as
she felt the shrunken people in the small case between her breasts squirm
around as they heard Lisa’s throwaway remark. She could already feel that this
was going to be a fun evening indeed.
“Anyway.”
She said, deciding not to debate her friends’ opinion on her assertive driving
style. “That’s three margaritas and one glass of lime water, right?”
Ignoring
Alessia as she stuck out her tongue at her, Tanja got up from the table and
went over to the bar, carefully pushing herself past a group of inebriated
college students. Once she had made it through, she placed their order with the
bartender and leaned against the bar as he got started on mixing the cocktails,
letting her eyes wander. After a few moments, Tanja noticed a single girl
sitting at the bar who kept nervously looking over towards her from time to
time. From her body language alone, Tanja could tell that she wasn’t all that
confident and didn’t frequent places like this all too often, as she seemed a bit
uncomfortable with the loud music. But she was cute, with tan skin, curly black
hair, deep brown eyes, and wearing a tasteful ring piercing through her nostril.
Tanja grinned to herself and waited for her to glance over again, which she did
just as the bartender handed her the four glasses with their drinks. When their
eyes met, Tanja winked at her, then she turned around, suppressing another grin
as the girl’s eyes widened and her face flushed red. Judging from that
reaction, Tanja probably could have just walked over and made out with her
right there, but that would have been too easy. She was a playful girl, after
all. Balancing the four glasses in her hands, she then returned to her friends,
ignoring a jockish guy blatantly checking out her ass as she made her way back
to the table. He didn’t look bad either, but Tanja wasn’t really in the mood
for boys this evening.
“There
you go. Three regular margaritas…” Tanja began as she put the drinks on the
table in front of her friends. “… and one virgin.” She then added with an
impish giggle as she placed the final glass in front of Alessia, who just
looked at her and shook her head in exasperation.
“Grow
up.” The German-Italian girl groaned and lifted her glass as they toasted to
each other.
“Mh.”
Tanja said, taking a sip of her drink. “Speaking of virgins! How are you guys
holding up down there? Care to join the party?” She asked and looked down at
her breasts, prompting Jessica and Lisa to exchange some profoundly confused
looks.
“Uhm…
what.” Jessica then said, her tone implying that it wasn’t even so much a
question as just an expression of baffled bewilderment. “What are you…”
“She
brought something along.” Alessia explained, taking a sip of her own drink.
“Don’t ask me why she had to put them there, though.”
With
that, Tanja put her glass down and then reached into her cleavage, drawing some
furtive looks from the patrons at the surrounding tables. Lisa blushed a little
and covered her mouth as she began to giggle, whereas Jessica looked around
with an alarmed expression on her face.
“Tanja!”
She hissed. “What the fuck is th…”
Then
she interrupted herself as Tanja lifted a small plastic case for earplugs out
from between her breasts and placed it in the middle of the table. Before
Jessica could figure out what Tanja was doing, the blonde opened the case,
revealing around a dozen Vortex tinies inside. One or two let out a terrified
shriek as they saw the four giant girls looking down at them, but still, it was
obvious that these were a bit different from the usual ones one found in boxes
fresh from the restaurants. Those usually couldn’t believe what was happening
to them and often were in a state of complete panic, whereas these seemed more
aware of what was going on. Instead of launching some kind of futile escape
attempt, these tinies just huddled together, staring up at the normal-sized girls
with an expression of weary apprehension on their faces.
“Leftovers.”
Alessia elaborated, rolling her eyes.
“Oh,
thanks!” Lisa said cheerfully and stretched her hand out, causing the shrunken
people to flinch and back off into one of the corners of the small case. “I’m a
bit peckish anyway.”
“Wait!”
Tanja interrupted her, holding onto Lisa’s wrist just before she could pick up
a tiny brunette. “That’s Chrissie. She’s mine, but you guys can have any of the
others.”
Lisa
lifted an eyebrow and gave her friend a questioning look. “Do you know her? Is this
like the thing with Dennis and Pascal?” She then asked and pulled back her
hand.
“Is
that the one from your status yesterday?” Jessica inquired with furrowed brows.
“Yup.
Christina and her boyfriend were in the box Alessia bought yesterday.” Tanja
said.
“She
snatched them up while we weren’t looking. Pretended she was going to help them
and took them home with her.” Alessia explained in a somewhat bored tone,
taking another sip.
“Oh,
I see.” Lisa nodded and also took a big gulp from her cocktail. “Where’s her
boyfriend?” She then asked, scrutinising the tinies. “These are all girls.”
“He
bored me, so I ate him soon after I got home.” Tanja said with a shrug.
“Aw,
that’s kinda mean.” Lisa cooed, looking back down at Christina with equal
measures of superficial compassion and mockery in her voice. “You’re sure I
can’t eat her? She’s cute.”
“I
tried to eat her earlier and she made me spit her back out.” Alessia said,
frowning again as she recalled the events earlier that evening. “Apparently, they
became friends or something.” She then added sarcastically and gave Tanja a judgemental
look.
“I
thought that was a joke.” Jessica interjected and also looked at Tanja disapprovingly.
“You know you can’t do that, Tanja. The whole reason why these kinds get shrunk
down in the first place is because they’re a net negative to society and will
never…” She began, quoting a text from one of their social studies textbooks almost
verbatim.
“Chill,
Jessi.” Tanja replied. “I’m gonna eat her, that’s why I brought her along,
after all. It’s just that I like to know what I put into my body, so to speak.”
She then added with a playful grin and winked at the tinies in the case, noting
that Aylin was hugging Christina again.
Lisa
looked back and forth between Christina and Tanja, looking confused, but also
intrigued. “But… why? I mean, why would you want to get to know them?”
“It’s
fun. Some of them are pretty interesting people, actually.” Tanja explained.
“They’re
not people, Tanja.” Jessica corrected her friend sternly. “Not anymore.”
“Ugh,
whatever.” The blonde replied stubbornly.
“Why
are they all girls, though?” Lisa asked, harking back to her earlier
observation.
“Girls’
night out.” Tanja explained with another wink.
Lisa
giggled again. “So, since you actually know these ones… Any recommendations?”
***
Staring
up at the four gargantuan girls surrounding them at all sides, Christina felt
cold sweat run down her body once more, soaking her shabby black Vortex overalls
again and making her dishevelled, oily hair stick to her face. She barely took
note of Aylin as she defensively wrapped her arms around her again when Tanja
talked about ‘putting her in her body’, but when she did shift her attention to
the young German-Turkish woman, she noticed that her hug felt a lot weaker than
before. It lacked the determination Aylin had shown up until Tanja had eaten
Michael, and it seemed to be more a gesture of desperation than anything else. Not
that it would really have mattered, since Aylin wouldn’t have been able to
defend her anyway.
“Recommendations?”
Tanja repeated, looking down at them with her piercing blue eyes. “Oh, see that
one holding onto Chrissie? That’s Aylin. She used to be my favourite.”
“No.”
Christina whispered anxiously, now putting her arms around Aylin as well and pulling
her towards herself. “No, no, no.” She kept muttering, tears running down her cheeks.
The
other blonde giantess in the pink dress, who she had deduced to be Lisa, looked
down at the shrunken people on the table and seemed to think for a moment. “Aylin.”
She repeated to herself thoughtfully. “What do you mean by ‘used to be’?”
“I’ve
had her and Ramona for almost two weeks now, but Aylin’s just getting boring
recently. Ramona’s the edgy one with the side cut, by the way.” Tanja
explained.
“Two
weeks?” Alessia asked, wrinkling her nose a bit. “Don’t they have a best before
date or something?” She then added, sounding slightly disgusted.
“Well,
they don’t really rot as long as they are alive.” Jessica said and darted Tanja
another reproachful look. “Not that they still should be.” She then added and
reached into the case.
Aylin
suddenly let out an odd, unsettling grunt, sounding more like a suffocating
animal than a human being. Christina felt a tug, and then noticed that the
giantess in the elegant blue dress, Jessica, had pinched Aylin’s legs between
the thumb and index finger of her right hand. And then the enormous girl
suddenly pulled at her friend, lifting both her and Aylin out of the case with
literally breathtaking speed. Hearing and feeling how Aylin’s raspy breathing
quickly turned into hyperventilation, Christina held onto her with all her
strength, but to no avail. She felt a cold flow of air run across their
trembling, profusely sweating little bodies as they were lifted across the
table, and her heart began to beat with such intensity that even the incessant noise
of the electronic dance music all around began to fade into the background.
Slowly
but steadily, Christina and Aylin were now lifted towards the towering young
giantess. Jessica was a very beautiful girl, easily as good-looking as her
friends, with silky black hair that flowed down to her shoulders, deep brown
eyes and flawless, if slightly pale skin as well as a fit, slim body and soft,
gracious features. In marked contrast to Tanja, however, she came across as more
restrained and serious, as was further underlined by her comparatively modest
and conservative dress, which wasn’t just as tight as that of her friend and
didn’t show nearly as much cleavage. Nevertheless, Christina was still able to
tell that she had well-proportioned breasts, which now gently bobbed up and
down underneath her blue dress as she leaned back in her chair and lifted the
two tinies right above her ice-cold margarita.
“Hey!”
Tanja protested. “Chrissie is mine, remember?”
“Don’t
worry.” Jessica replied and pinned Christina’s wriggling body between the
fingers of her other hand, pulling her from Aylin’s embrace with no effort at
all. “Just taking the other.”
“Christina.”
Aylin gasped as the two were mercilessly separated from each other by Jessica’s
gigantic fingers, her voice almost distorted beyond recognition by fear.
“Promise me you’ll…”
She
was suddenly cut off as the giant girl released her, the sight of Aylin’s tortured
face and bloodshot eyes disappearing from Christina’s field of view as she
suddenly plummeted down towards Jessica’s glass and landed in her drink with a
quiet splash. For a moment, it seemed as if Aylin would sink to the ground of
the oversized cocktail like a stone, but then she swam up to the surface again,
thrashing around between two massive ice cubes and screaming as if she was
being stabbed to death by a thousand knives at once. Christina shivered at the
mere sight of the icy liquid, but even more at the thought of her friends
impending fate. It didn’t matter how often she witnessed people around her
getting killed, it never got any easier.
“Aylin!”
Christina yelled as loud as she could, her miniscule voice being almost
completely drowned out by the ceaseless beat of the electronic music. Then she
desperately looked up at Jessica, trying to get through to the giant girl directly,
even though she already knew that her pleas would fall on deaf ears. “Please,
let her go! Please, I’m begging you! Don’t do this!”
Just
as was to be expected, Jessica ignored her completely, even if she could hear
her over the insufferably loud music. Instead of reacting to Christina’s frenzied
screaming in any kind of way, the giantess just lowered her back into the
plastic case she had plucked her and Aylin from just a few seconds ago, where the
shrunken girl collapsed onto the ground between the others. Nearly mad with
rage and fear for her friend, Christina scrambled towards the distant glass
with Jessica’s drink again, only to be pulled back into the case by a firm pair
of hands.
“Don’t
be stupid.” She heard Ramona hiss into her ears, but despite her hostile tone,
Christina noticed that her voice too was shaking, and she sounded as if she was
about to cry.
“She’s
right.” Said another woman mournfully as she kneeled down beside them and
gently began to caress Christina’s cheek while Ramona held her back. “There’s
nothing we can do.”
While
she, Ramona and Marina desperately tried to calm the brunette down and distract
her from her friends’ imminent execution, the hands of the other three giant
girls reached into the case almost simultaneously, picking up one tiny each. Christina’s
frantic screaming for Aylin to be spared had distracted all of the shrunken
people in the case for a moment, and so these other women had been literally
caught off guard. Forgetting about Aylin’s dire situation for a short moment,
Christina looked around in horror as the other three giantesses also dropped
the tinies into their glasses and began to drink. Once more, she heard the
horrifying sound of entire swimming pools’ worth of liquid being sent down
enormous gullets with massive gulps. Christina started to feel dizzy as she saw
the faintly squirming body of a middle-aged woman being sucked into Alessia’s
mouth, tossed around like a ragdoll in her beverage before being swallowed down
by the beautiful giantess. Alessia didn’t even acknowledge her going down. But
when the slight bulge containing the poor woman disappeared into the giant
girl’s ample chest, Christina remembered that Aylin too was about to be
swallowed whole, and she looked over to Jessica again, trying to make out her
friend in between the ice cubes.
“Oh
my God.” She gasped and put her hands over her mouth in shock as she finally
saw her, mere centimetres away from Jessica’s lips as she struggled against the
current.
She
was just a second away from being swept into the giantess’ mouth and devoured
when Jessica suddenly put her glass down again and licked her lips, apparently
not even aware that she would have swallowed Aylin with her next gulp. Instead,
she just leaned back in her chair and checked her phone – as if she didn’t care
if she had ingested the shrunken woman or not.
***
Aylin
had barely managed to avoid a gigantic ice cube rushing towards her with the freezing
current as she felt her strained muscles cramp up. Noticing that the unbearably
cold liquid all around her was causing her veins to constrict and that she was
dangerously close to suffering a heart attack, she let out a hoarse sob. She
knew that she was in the last moments of her life. But no matter how often she
had imagined her death over the last two weeks, no matter how often she already
had barely escaped getting crushed, smothered, or eaten by Tanja, the only
thing she could think of now was how she wanted to see her friends and family
again. And that she didn’t want to die. Feeling her teeth chattering
uncontrollably while she desperately struggled against the torrent dragging her
towards the giant girl’s open mouth. She suddenly noticed a burst of warm air
coming from the opposite direction – the hot, humid breath of the giantess that
was about to swallow her along with her drink. Aylin didn’t even know anything
about her, except that she was one of Tanja’s friends, and that her name was
Jessica.
But
just when the stream of ice-cold liquid was about to drag her through the giant
girl’s lips and into her mouth, the giantess stopped drinking and put the glass
back on the table again. It was a routine movement for her, but it caused the
torrent Aylin was caught in to reverse all of a sudden. It dragged her below
the surface again as it splashed against the confines of the glass like a tidal
wave. For a couple of moments, Aylin thought that she was going to pass out,
but her survival instincts kicked in again. After a few seconds, she managed to
swim up to the surface again, gasping for air. Still shivering uncontrollably,
Aylin looked up beyond the confines of the enormous glass and up at the girl
who had nearly swallowed her whole, but all she could see were her shapely
breasts gently wobbling around beneath her tight-fitting dress as she typed a
message on her phone and continued to chat with her friends. Unlike Tanja and especially
Alessia, who were fit and athletic and could have stood up to Aylin in a fight
even if she had been her normal size, Jessica was a slim, academic-looking girl
who would have posed no threat to her at all if she hadn’t been a hundred times
her size. It made the thought of being consumed and digested by her even more
humiliating. After all the things fate had thrown at her and she had mastered,
Aylin would eventually just be swallowed by a random girl who had never lifted
anything heavier than a fountain pen in her entire life.
Only
half listening to the idle chatter of the four giant girls, Aylin tried to swim
over to one of the oversized ice cubes next to her in an attempt to find
something to hold onto. But then her muscles began to cramp yet again, making
it difficult for her to even stay afloat. While Aylin struggled not to sink,
her frantic movements carried her away from the ice cube again and she bumped
into the curved glass wall that surrounded her on all sides. When she looked up
again, she saw how Jessica leaned over towards the table and slowly closed her
hand around the glass again. A slight jerk went through the glass as it was
lifted up once more, sending a faint ripple across the surface of Jessica’s
margarita. Aylin turned herself around, looking out through the glass towards
the distorted shape of the small plastic case with the other shrunken women.
For some reason, she knew that this was it. She was going to die now.
“Be
strong.” She whispered, choking up as Jessica lifted the glass up to her mouth
and tilted it, making the faint shapes of her friends disappear from Aylin’s
sight forever.
Then
the cold cocktail fluid around her started to drag her towards the giant girl’s
mouth as it slowly opened again. Aylin gasped at the sight of her entire
surroundings being dragged towards Jessica’s deceptively kind, cute face, which
broke into a wholesome smile as Tanja made a snide remark about one of their
teachers. The corners of her mouth still slightly raised as she visibly
struggled not to join in with her friends’ laughter, her soft lips and pearly
teeth finally parted to reveal the red-pink flesh inside her cavernous mouth. As
her slippery tongue moved out forward just a bit when Jessica rested the edge
of her glass on her lower lip, Aylin saw strings of thick saliva stretch
between the giantess’ jaws and then dissolve when another blast of hot air blew
right into her face. Coming from the depths of Jessica’s body, it was hot and
humid, fogging up the glass around her and making it difficult for Aylin to
breathe. Mere moments later, the glass tilted even more and the merciless
current swiftly carried Aylin even further towards the giantess’ mouth.
Suddenly, she passed through her lips and found herself completely surrounded
by wet, slippery flesh and unbearably warm, stuffy air. All she could see now
was Jessica’s rapidly approaching throat, a nearly pitch-black abyss of red-pink
flesh that was framed by her cheerfully dangling uvula and the bumpy
protrusions of her tonsils on both sides. There was a deafening, visceral gulp
as the giantess swallowed the liquid right in front of Aylin, but she didn’t
swallow again instantly, causing the icy beverage to splash back a little and
carry her towards Jessica’s massive teeth again.
Aylin
shrieked as she bumped into the back side of the giant girl’s incisors just as
she closed her mouth, now trapping her in perfect darkness. Her head was spinning,
and she felt as if she was going to lose consciousness from the sheer stress
her body was being put through. She was tossed around like a piece of debris in
a flood wave and struggled to breathe the warm and humid air while the rest of
her body was floating in ice-cold, alcoholic liquid. She didn’t even really
understand that she had just collided with Jessica’s front teeth, simply trying
to stay afloat while violent currents swept her around in the giantess’ mouth. A
few more times, she crashed against the girl’s teeth and the soft flesh of her
cheeks and her tongue, then Aylin felt how the immensely powerful muscles all
around her suddenly contracted and thrust her towards the back of Jessica’s
mouth again. Crying out in agony and mortal fear, she faintly saw the outlines
of the girl’s uvula rushing towards her, then she and the liquid were abruptly
sucked downward, and her ears popped from a sudden change in air pressure. Despite
nearly going deaf, she could hear an overpoweringly loud gulping noise again,
accompanied by her body being forced into a tight tube of pulsating flesh. And
then she lost consciousness.
***
Tanja
grinned to herself with satisfaction as she heard Christina let out a
high-pitched scream, which was barely audible against the music and background
noises of the night club. Peering across the edge of her glass, she saw how the
shrunken girl collapsed when Jessica swallowed Aylin, and bit her lower lip as
she observed the slight contraction in her friend’s throat. For a couple of
seconds, she followed the approximate path Aylin would now take, travelling
down behind Jessica’s perky breasts and into her flat belly. Occasionally, she
also glanced over to Christina, who now was just sobbing to herself while
Ramona embraced her. Apparently, the whole thing had also brought out Ramona’s maternal
instincts, which she had so desperately been trying to hide from everyone the
last weeks. Tanja had always suspected that Ramona was hiding a softer side
behind her aloof and snarky exterior, and now that she had proof, she felt a
pleasant warm tingle between her legs. She had almost given up on trying to crack
her, but now that her emotional side had been exposed, making her suffer would
be so much more fun. There already was something particular she had in mind,
and just the thought of what she was about to do was starting to make her feel
all hot and bothered. Trying to distract herself for the moment, she looked
over at the area beneath Jessica’s left breast, where Aylin would have arrived
by now. She probably hated the thought of being digested by a prim and proper cutie
like Jessica, and Tanja hadn’t even planned for that to happen specifically.
Bye,
Aylin. Tanja thought to herself almost wistfully.
You had a good run.
“Huh?”
Jessica asked, looking at Tanja as she placed her glass on the table again. “What?”
“What?”
Tanja repeated, finding herself interrupted in her trail of thoughts. “Uh… Nothing.”
Tanja
averted her eyes and then looked down at the tiny person splashing around in
her drink, a really weird young woman called Justine whom Tanja had kept around
after she had calmly tried to talk her out of eating her. At first, Tanja had
thought that she could be interesting, but then she had concluded that there
was just something wrong with Justine. It was probably the reason she had been
shrunken down as well. Even now, she didn’t appear to be really scared, instead
just giving Tanja an odd, reproachful look that lacked any real emotion.
“Were
you looking at my boobs again?” Jessica asked with another disapproving look on
her face. “Tanja, you know I have a boyfriend.” She then added in a more
light-hearted tone.
This
elicited another round of girlish laughter from Alessia and Lisa, the latter of
whom had just been about to swallow the tiny in her glass. There was a subdued
shriek from her mouth as the busty blonde snorted at Jessica’s remark and the
shrunken person was sucked into her oesophagus, making Lisa cough and laugh at
the same time. While she struggled to compose herself, Lisa swallowed hard to dislodge
the tiny and repeatedly thumped her fist against her sternum, making her large
breasts jiggle in the revealing cleavage of her pink dress. Once the shrunken
woman had arrived in her stomach, she gave her soft belly a pat and stifled a
burp.
“You
guys are idiots.” Alessia giggled affectionately. “All of you.”
“If
you ever change your mind…” Tanja began with a shamelessly flirtatious look on
her face and winked at Jessica, putting her hands around her glass. “Let me
know.”
“Tanja!”
Jessica protested, her face running red while she covered her mouth and tried
not to join in her friends’ renewed laughter. Alessia in particular was having one
of her giggling fits.
As
she lifted her margarita to her mouth, Tanja furtively looked at Jessica while
she also took another sip of her cocktail, now devoid of little Aylin. It
really was a pity that Jessica was so utterly straight and unadventurous, since
Tanja had a thing for shy and cute, dark-haired types. Her being a bit of a
Goodie Two-Shoes who genuinely cared for Tanja, but hid her affection behind
disapproving comments just made her even hotter. But it was better this way, as
they had been friends for many years now, and even if Jessica agreed, it
probably would be weird.
“You
should be ashamed of yourself.” A thin voice suddenly said in a calm but
accusing tone.
“Huh?
Wha…” Tanja began and looked around.
Then
she peered into her glass, realising that it had been that weirdo Justine.
Completely lost in thought, Tanja had almost drunk her with her margarita
without even paying attention, just like Jessica had inattentively swallowed
Aylin a couple of minutes ago. Again, Justine didn’t appear to be awfully
distressed by the fact that she was about to die.
“What
you and your friends are doing is wrong.” Justine stated almost monotonously.
Tanja
was used to crying, begging, and cursing, but the way the tiny woman in her
drink just flatly stared at her was starting to creep her out. She probably was
retarded or something.
“Whatever,
bitch.” Tanja then said with an irritated look on her face, shrugged off that
weird uncomfortable feeling and then took a big gulp, making sure the little
freak went down with it.
To
her disappointment, she couldn’t feel Justine slide down her throat, probably
because she apparently didn’t even try to resist what was happening to her. So
Tanja decided to just forget about her and shifted her attention to other, more
important things. Turning her head around, she looked towards the bar, which
had filled up with even more patrons in the meantime. But to Tanja’s delight,
the girl with the curly black hair from earlier on was still there, still
looking a little lost while she idly slurped on a thin straw sticking out of a piña
colada. Letting her eyes wander, the girl finally looked over towards Tanja’s
table, catching her gaze. Even from a distance, she could tell that she was
slightly blushing again and still seemed quite nervous, but this time, the girl
did at least try to put on a flirtatious look of her own. Deciding to take it a
bit further, Tanja gently slipped her index finger between her lips and
suggestively bit down on it, showing off her white teeth. Then she playfully
winked at the girl, who looked like she was about to faint. Tanja was used to
the fact that she was normally the most attractive person in the room at any
social gathering, at least as long as Alessia wasn’t there as well, but it
still was exhilarating to know that she could have that kind of effect on
people. It wasn’t just as good as utterly dominating and eating people who had
been shrunken down to the size of one of her fingernails, but it was a
different kind of dominance with its own merits.
She
is adorable. Tanja thought to herself as the girl
clumsily tried to keep her composure and smiled back at her. But she is
timid alright. I wonder if this is going to…
“OHMYGAWD!”
A shrill voice suddenly sounded behind them. “You guys are here too?”
Tanja
turned around to see their classmate Marie walk towards their table with an
expression of dumbfounded surprise on her face, as if the fact that some of her
peers also were at one of the cities’ most popular night clubs on a Friday evening
was a life-changing revelation to her. Marie was a tall girl with dark brown,
almost black hair and dark green eyes, wearing a tight-fitting, strapless dress
that brought out her large boobs and big bubble butt, and definitely was a pretty
young woman. But she was also the only daughter of a famous real estate shark
and there was an undeniable air of nouveau riche crassness to her. This was
particularly apparent from her clothes and jewellery, which always were a tad
glitzier than necessary.
“Marie!”
Tanja exclaimed and jumped up to her feet, embracing Marie. “What are you doing
here?” She then asked superfluously while the others got up to greet her as
well.
“Hey
Marie.” Alessia said and exchanged some rather stiff cheek kisses with her,
followed by Lisa and Jessica. “Are you on your own?” She added, looking around.
“No,
I’m here with Carolin and Isabel!” Marie said excitedly and pointed over towards
the centre of the night club, at two girls engaged in rather risqué dances with
two muscular boys. “This is awesome, I never would have thought I’d run into
you girls tonight!”
“I
know, right?” Alessia said sarcastically as she sat down again and took a sip
of her drink.
Marie
looked at her for one or two seconds, her brain visibly struggling to determine
whether she was being made fun of or not. Then her eyes wandered over to the
plastic case with the shrunken people inside, where Christina was still
silently crying against Ramona’s chest.
“Wait!
They serve little ones here?” The big-chested brunette asked with her mouth
open.
Tanja
smirked as she got yet another idea. Picking up the little plastic box, she
pinned another shrunken woman between her fingers before snapping the case
shut. This one was a professor of history at the local university called Jutta
Grunow. And although Tanja still hadn’t figured out how someone in her position
had managed to get herself shrunken down, the idea of randomly feeding an
accomplished academic like her to someone with the combined intelligence of two
slices of bread was particularly amusing. Smiling innocently, she handed her to
Marie.
“Nah,
unfortunately not, but I brought some along from home.” Tanja grinned. “Want
one?”
“Aw,
you’re so kind. Thank you!” Marie said with a vapid look on her face. Then she took
the hysterically sobbing tiny from Tanja and plopped her into mouth before
swallowing her with an unceremonious gulp. “Huh. Not gonna lie sweetie, that
one tasted kinda stale.”
“Hey
Marie! I heard you snorted a tiny up your nose? Is that true?” Lisa inquired, awkwardly
looking at Jessica and Alessia, who were looking at her smartphone and her virgin
margarita respectively. She knew that they were trying to signal Marie to go
away, but in her mind, that was just rude, no matter whether they particularly
liked her or not.
“Sure
is!” Marie beamed. “To be honest, I don’t…” She began, interrupting herself as
she let out a delicate burp. “Oops, excuse me! What was I saying? Oh, right! I
don’t really remember much from that evening, I got so fucking wasted.” She
explained with an asinine laugh. “I put up a video on my profile though, you
should check it out! It got, like, a thousand likes!”
“That
sounds amazing!” Tanja said excitedly, while the others just nodded. “I’ve been
saying to Alessia, I want to do that as well. You think Nico could hook me up
with some good stuff?”
“Sure.”
Marie chirped happily. “Got mine from him as well.”
“Is
he still doing that?” Alessia interjected sharply, looking up with an alarmed
expression.
“Yeah,
so what?” Marie asked with a shrug. “Makes pretty good money with it as well.”
“He
can get into a lot of trouble for that.” Jessica joined in, briefly glancing at
the case with the shrunken people Tanja was holding in her left hand. “You
shouldn’t encourage him.”
“So?”
Marie shot back. She had picked up on Alessia and Jessica giving her the cold
shoulder, and was starting to get annoyed. “What’s that junkie loser to you
anyway?”
“If
he’s going to ruin his life, fine. But if he is going to drag Stefan down with
him, he’s got a problem with me.” Alessia snapped, giving both Marie and Tanja
a warning look.
Marie
wanted to reply something, but Tanja put her hand on her shoulder and began to
direct her to the dance floor. “Come on, Marie. let’s go dancing.” She said to her
and gave Alessia an understanding nod, realising that it was better to end this
conversation right now.
Pushing
past the group of drunk college students again, Marie huffed disdainfully.
“What the fuck was that all about? I’m not the one dealing with the stuff, I
just wanna have some fun.”
“I
know.” Tanja said, walking just a step behind her while she discreetly slipped
the case with the remaining tinies back in between her breasts. “Alessia is
worried about Stefan, that’s all.”
“But…
why?” Marie asked with a look of utter confusion on her face. “That dweeb is
going to get shrunk anyway for being such an awkward dork.” Then she paused and
turned around to her, looking shocked. “Oh my God, don’t tell me she has the
hots for him?”
“Of
course not.” Tanja giggled, quite amused at the thought of Alessia preferring a
reclusive bookworm over her current jock boyfriend. “You know she and Florian
are inseparable. But she’s known Stefan all the way back since kindergarten and
is worried Nico is having a bad influence on him. More like a big sister thing,
really. Deep down, Alessia is a real softie.”
“Ugh,
whatever.” Marie said with another dismissive shrug as they approached a large
area in the middle of the night club, where dozens of people were dancing to
the rhythmic electronic music, accompanied by colourful beams of light from
above. “Let’s dance! Wooo!”
***
When
Aylin came back to her senses, the first thing she felt was a sense of relief
that she was no longer swimming in Jessica’s ice-cold margarita, feeling the
freezing chill creep right into her bones. Instead, she found herself tightly
wrapped in a snug, warm blanket of sorts. It took her brain another few split
seconds to realise that this blanket was strangely hot and slick, and that it
wasn’t a blanket at all. Only then did the whole horrifying reality of her
situation come back to her, and the sudden burst of mortal fear struck her like
a sledgehammer over the head. All around, she was surrounded by undulating, slippery
flesh, wrapping around her body like a straitjacket and squeezing her down a
dark, organic tunnel with rhythmic contractions. This was Jessica’s oesophagus.
After weeks of surviving at barely one hundredth of her size and at the
complete mercy of Tanja, she had finally ended up getting swallowed herself as
well. By one of Tanja’s friends, but the end result would be the same
regardless. Aylin was only a few seconds away from dropping into Jessica’s stomach
now, and that would be the last place she would ever be in before slowly
getting digested over the next hours. Before vanishing forever.
“Oh
God.” She gasped, her voice shaking with fear, and closed her eyes in a vain
attempt to calm herself. Not that it made any difference, since she couldn’t
see a thing in here anyway.
Groaning
with unbearable pain as another wave of muscular contractions squeezed her
down, accelerating her descent into the body of the giant girl who had
swallowed her, Aylin noticed that the veins in her own body felt as if they
were about to burst. Her heart desperately pumping blood through her shrunken
body, not understanding that there was no chance for her to escape her
impending doom. Aylin’s own frantic little heartbeat was the exact opposite of
the calm, deep and bassy thump of Jessica’s heart, which along with the
giantess’ relaxed, steady breathing almost completely drowned out the faint
noise of the electronic music outside the girl’s body. But Aylin barely even
thought about the outside world anymore, all her mind was focussed on now was
the distant, but ominously gurgling and groaning noises from below her, which
were getting closer and closer with every moment. Struggling to breathe with
her face pressed against the warm, slimy walls and the peristaltic contractions
squeezing the little bit of oxygen that was left in her lungs out of her body,
Aylin passively coughed and sobbed for a few more moments. Then all the
feelings of helplessness, humiliation, and unfettered fear suddenly overpowered
her, and she let out an otherworldly scream, trying to claw herself into the unfeeling
musculature surrounding her. But the walls did not budge and her cry of despair
was simply swallowed up by the sheer vastness of the giant body she was trapped
in, never to be heard by anyone. She didn’t even manage to slow down her
descent into digestive oblivion.
Just
when she started crying again, her tears being licked off her face by the mucus-covered
walls of Jessica’s oesophagus, the visceral tube slowly began to slope to one
side, and Aylin knew enough about human anatomy to understand what this meant.
“No…
no…” Aylin whimpered, flinching as her feet touched a tight ring of muscles.
There
was a wet slurp as the ring opened up beneath her, accompanied by another contraction
of the muscles around Aylin as they violently forced her down. From below, a
blast of hot air blew across her trembling body, and even though Aylin tried to
hold her breath, she couldn’t help but retch at the sudden stench of alcohol,
acid, and vomit. Suddenly, she felt a burning sensation on her skin, and let
out yet another pained shriek as the merciless automatism of the enormous
digestive system squeezed her down into the infernal pit that awaited her
below. First, Aylin felt her legs being sucked through the tight ring, then her
hips and ultimately her chest passed through the cardia, accompanied by a gut-wrenching
crack as several of her ribs were nearly broken by the intense pressure. For a
moment, Aylin was stuck in position, then another violent contraction pressed
down her upper body and her head, nearly dislocating her shoulders as they too
were finally squeezed into the moist, churning cavern below. She let out
another agonised shriek, then she was suddenly free of the suffocating embrace,
finding herself plummeting downwards through clouds of digestive gasses.
Bracing
herself for impact, Aylin closed her eyes and held her breath yet again, nearly
losing consciousness once more due to the lack of breathable air, the unbearable
smell of vomit, and the increasingly painful burning sensation across her
tender skin as it came into contact with the acidic fumes. Then she splashed
into a churning ocean of margarita and puke, and despite her subconscious
awareness that swimming up again would only prolong her suffering, the thought
of drowning in Jessica’s vomit was too much to bear. And so, she kept holding
her breath and fought her way up to the surface again, taking in a deep,
desperate breath for air as her head emerged from the sickening broth. Aylin
instantly regretted it, as the assault on her olfactory senses it entailed
forced her to gag and heave uncontrollably, and it was only due to Tanja not
having fed them for several days that there was nothing for her to throw up
except for a bit of spit and slime. While she frantically struggled to regain
her composure, the entire body around her suddenly began to vibrate and Aylin
heard a deafening voice above her, but it was too distorted for her to
understand. The only thing she knew was that it was Jessica’s voice. The voice
of a girl who, for all intents and purposes, was now her whole world.
The
only reminder that there still was another world came from the muffled
electronic music of the night club and the laughter of the other giantesses which
followed whatever Jessica had said. Aylin also thought that she could hear
Alessia and Tanja say something, but she wasn’t sure about that, as the
soundscape around her was still utterly dominated by the gurgling and
squelching of Jessica’s stomach, and her powerful heartbeat and breathing high
above. More worryingly, Aylin also could hear downright nightmarish groans
emanating from the depths below, and although they sounded as if they came from
the bottom of Jessica’s stomach, she assumed that this was the sound of the
giantess’ intestines processing her dinner. It seemed as if the giant girl’s
stomach wasn’t even quite done with her latest meal, as the bubbling soup Aylin
was drifting through proved to be fairly thick, and she kept bumping into
unidentifiable chunks of whatever Jessica had eaten before her. Apart from the
sickening stench of acid and puke, there also was a faint smell of some kind of
meat and potatoes, but Aylin couldn’t tell for sure what it was. Just like
nobody would be able to tell what she was in a few hours.
Shivering
despite the intense, humid warmth surrounding her, the shrunken woman aimlessly
began to swim around in the sloshing sea, in the hope of finding a piece of
food that would be solid enough for her to hold onto. But everything was
already so far along being digested that it simply crumbled whenever she
touched it, and soon, Aylin noticed how her muscles began to feel stiff and
cramp up again. To make things worse, she suddenly heard a loud gulp from
above, and then another. Due to the complete darkness surrounding her, she was
unable to tell where inside Jessica’s stomach she was exactly, but the sound
prompted to her to swim even harder, just to get as far away from the middle of
the churning sack as possible. Just seconds after the initial swallowing sound,
the cardia opened up with that disgusting smacking noise again and spat a
torrent of ice-cold margarita into the stomach, sending a tsunami of liquefied chyme
and stomach juices rolling across the surface that nearly sucked Aylin
underneath the surface again. Just when she was about to be pulled under,
however, the flood wave violently smashed against one of the squishy,
undulating stomach walls, catapulting Aylin onto a slimy stomach fold that was
just a little above the level of liquid inside the gigantic digestive organ.
This
provided Aylin with an opportunity to rest her stiff and aching muscles, even
though the slippery flesh of the stomach fold was unpleasantly hot, kept
shifting around as the stomach walls frequently contracted and expanded, and
oozed out more and more foul-smelling acidic slime that burned on her already
blistering skin. Nevertheless, Aylin leaned back against the pulsating wall of
slick gastric mucosa and tried to calm her breathing. Unfortunately, the acid
and the caustic fumes had already scorched her airways and made them swell and
blister in a similar way as her skin, now making even the simple process of
breathing an excruciatingly difficult and painful undertaking. Coughing more
than breathing, Aylin continued to produce a horrifying rattling noise for a few
minutes. Then it was replaced by an even more unsettling gargling sound soon
after, and she began to cry again as she noticed the distinct taste of blood in
her mouth. Fully aware that she was in the middle of being digested alive, both
from the outside and the inside, Aylin spat out the pulpy blood and let out
another anguished cry, holding her aching chest as she felt more of the hot
fluid pooling inside her lungs.
“Oh
God…” She whispered, coughing up more blood again. “Please… it hurts…”
Feeling
the warm blood run down her lips and dripping onto her thoroughly soaked,
partially torn and dissolving Vortex overalls, she subconsciously attempted to
wipe her mouth, only to groan with pain and unadulterated horror as her fingers
took off part of her face’s skin in the process. Aylin let out another scream,
but just in that moment, the stomach suddenly lurched up as Jessica apparently
rose to her feet for some reason, throwing the shrunken woman off the stomach
fold and back into the billowing lake of puke. The open wound in her face and
several gashes in her skin created by the prolonged exposure to moisture flared
up with searing pain and Aylin simply screamed in agony. All she wanted was for
it to be finally over, for her to pass out and die, but the adrenaline pumping
through her veins would not allow that to happen just yet. For all she knew,
she was in hell, a place of suffering that was beyond all human comprehension. And
it turned out to be the slim belly of a cute, but unassuming and bookish girl. Jessica
probably even was a straight-A student that played a classical instrument.
Splashing
against the constantly moving stomach walls once more as Jessica sat down
again, Aylin tried to hold onto to the slippery folds, but the pain she was in
was so excruciating that she was barely able to move, let alone hold onto
anything. And so, she continued to be tossed around in the simmering ocean for
a while, until she heard yet another gulping sound and the cardia opened up
once more to release a waterfall of margarita into the stomach of the giant
girl. This time, Aylin was close to the centre of the digestive organ, causing
the cold liquid to splash over and carry her on yet another tsunami rushing
towards the stomach walls. The ice-cold temperature of Jessica’s drink granted
Aylin a momentary relief from the burning pain, but then the alcohol made it
even worse. Instead of screaming, the tortured woman now just let out a panting
grunt like a dying animal, having lost the strength to produce anything more
meaningful. Then the tidal wave of alcohol washed her up against the stomach
walls yet again, and somehow, she managed to hold onto another fold in the
gastric mucosa before the violent current could suck her back into the ocean of
puke below. Turning onto her back, Aylin coughed up pulpy vomit and more of her
own blood before sitting up again and leaning against the pulsating wall of
flesh. Almost as if in trance, she attempted to brush some chunks of the
giantess’ puke out of her curly hair, only to notice that the entire bushel of
hair became detached from her scalp as well. And when hot tears started to run
down her disintegrating face once more, she realised that these mainly
consisted of blood. While she couldn’t see anything in the darkness anyway, the
dull, but intense pain in her eye sockets also led Aylin to believe that her
eyeballs had been at least partially digested by now as well, though she didn’t
dare touch her face again in the fear that more of it would just come off.
Listening
to the distorted, booming voice of the giantess as Jessica continued to talk
with her friends, Aylin suddenly felt the stomach wall she was leaning against
tense up and contract to the inside of the massive fleshy cave, accompanied by
an odd feeling of suction and a sudden change in air pressure that made her
ears pop once more. She felt a sharp pain in her auditory canals and then
another loud pop as her ears adjusted to the new air pressure within Jessica’s
stomach, only to hear a deafening growl above her that seemed to reverberate
throughout the colossal body she was trapped it. Finding herself struggling to
draw even a single breath of air, Aylin came to conclusion that Jessica had
burped. It probably wasn’t even a particularly loud belch, but it appeared to
have finally robbed her mangled body of the last thing that had been keeping it
alive: oxygen. The violent change in air pressure apparently had struck a fatal
blow as well, since Aylin felt blood running out of her ears all of a sudden,
and an oppressive headache developing along her auditory canals. Like a fish
slowly suffocating on land, Aylin continued to try sucking air into her barely
functioning lungs, but there simply was no oxygen for them to process. And so,
the pain gradually grew weaker and weaker as Aylin’s destroyed body began to
twitch and convulse. But while her body continued to struggle for a couple of
seconds, her mind had accepted that her ordeal was finally over.
“Mum…
Dad…” Aylin whispered weakly. “I love you.”
Then,
she exhaled one last time, and her heart stopped beating. The terrible pain throughout
her entire body grew numb and finally subsided completely, giving way to
blissful darkness. Aylin felt her body vanish into the void, and mere moments
later, her consciousness followed.
***
Jessica
swallowed the last gulp of her margarita and put the glass back on the table,
listening to Alessia as she told her about her futile attempts to get Stefan to
break off contact with Nico. Feeling the cold liquid run down her throat and
into her stomach, she leaned back in her chair, only to notice that this led to
a sudden surge of air travelling up her throat.
“He’s
a decent guy, you know. I’m just worried what’s going to happen with him if he
keeps hanging out with that wank…” Alessia began, absent-mindedly spinning her
empty glass.
Her
friend belched. It wasn’t particularly loud, no more than a minor eruption of
gas rising up from Jessica’s stomach, but still enough to interrupt Alessia.
“Oh
my God, I’m sorry.” Jessica apologised, putting both her hands over her mouth
in shock while she visibly began to blush. “I tried to hold it back, but it
just slipped right up.”
Alessia
smiled warmly. “Don’t worry about it, Jessi. Hey, I shouldn’t be boring you
with this anyway, we’re here to celebrate, after all. You wanna go dance?” She
asked with a subtle nod towards the dance floor, where Tanja and Lisa already
were thoroughly enjoying themselves, the latter having joined her shortly after
she had left with Marie.
But
just as Alessia was about to get up from the table, Jessica caringly put her
hand onto hers, thus gently holding her back. “No, you don’t worry about
me, okay? I already got the feeling you were kind of in a bad mood today.
You wanna talk about it?”
“Is
it that easy to tell?” Alessia asked with a frown, looking dejected.
“Come
on.” Jessica said with an amicable, knowing wink. “We’ve known each other for
like, what, 15 years now? I can tell when you’re having a bad day.”
“Ugh.”
Alessia began and leaned back in her chair, clearly a little dismayed that
anyone was able to look past her façade. “I guess it’s just a bit much at the
moment. Coach is really pushing me to take part in this tournament before
Christmas, there’s all the learning for the exams, and Florian and I barely get
to see each other at the moment with all that going on.”
“I
get that.” Her friend said with a soft smile. “Look, Alessia, if you really
just need a drink this evening, go ahead. We can take a taxi home instead and
you pick up the car tomorrow.”
“Nah,
it’s okay.” She replied. “I’m just a bit stressed.”
Jessica
nodded and tried to take another sip from her margarita, only to remember that
it was empty by now. It was only then that she realised that the tiny woman she
had dropped into it earlier was gone as well, and that she must had swallowed
her earlier. It did explain the burp, though. Shrunken people tended to give
her a little bit of extra gas every now and again, most likely because she
didn’t eat an awful lot of other meat.
Alessia
looked around for a second and then leaned over to Jessica with a
conspiratorial look in her eyes. “And Tanja has been getting on my nerves a bit
today.” She added.
Her
friend giggled. “Welcome to the club.”
“Like,
why would she…” Alessia began.
“Woo!
What’s up, bitches?” Exclaimed Tanja from somewhere behind them, having emerged
from the crowd all of a sudden with another round of cocktails for everyone.
“Speak
of the devil.” Jessica said, and she couldn’t help herself but break into a
broad grin.
Alessia’s
eyes widened just a little as Tanja put the four glasses with the pink-red
fluid on the table. “Negroni? Upping the ante, are we?” She added with a
furtive glance at Tanja’s glass, from which the blonde apparently had already
taken more than just a sip.
“Don’t
worry, I got you one without alcohol again.” Tanja clarified with a slightly
dismissive hand gesture. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I got things to do.” She
added, lifting her glass up to her lips and chugging its entire remaining content,
which still was about half of the cocktail.
“Jesus
Christ, Tanja!” Jessica exclaimed. “Those aren’t vodka shots.”
Tanja
didn’t really respond to her admonishment, but instead just shrugged and
slammed her empty glass on the table before turning around and disappearing
into the crowd again.
“What
did she mean by that?” Alessia asked, looking profoundly confused.
Jessica
grinned a little and took a sip of her second cocktail. “I have a hunch.”
***
Deep
inside Jessica’s stomach, the cardia opened up with another wet slurp and spat
out the red-pink torrent of alcoholic liquid. Spluttering across the stomach
walls and creating another flood wave billowing through the churning cavern, this
was enough to wash Aylin’s lifeless, mangled body off the stomach fold it had
collapsed on and back into the lake of vomit. With Aylin dead, it only drifted around
face down for a few moments before it began to sink to the ground of Jessica’s
vast stomach, where it settled in a thick morass of disintegrating food like at
the bottom of an acidic ocean. While more and more alcohol kept splashing in
from above, Aylin’s corpse was too far beneath the surface to be affected by
these superficial disturbances, literally buried in the amorphous sludge that
had been Jessica’s dinner two or three hours ago. There, her remains slowly
began to ferment and dissolve along with the other things Jessica had eaten,
the acid first burning away what remained of her overalls and then her skin,
relentlessly eating its way through her flesh until it got all the way through
to her bones.
When
Jessica rose to her feet again to go dancing with Alessia, the powerful
movements of her colossal body aided the acid and the constant churning of her
stomach in breaking down what little was left of Aylin at this point. Just like
the woman inside Alessia’s digestive tract, Aylin’s partially dissolved corpse
was violently shaken around when Jessica started dancing to the regular beat of
the electronic music. The only difference was that the tiny woman deep inside
Alessia’s stomach was alive until the moment a suggestive sway of the athletic
girl’s hips led to her weakened limbs to be ripped off her body, causing her
bleed to death within a couple of moments after. At this point, Aylin’s mortal
remains had already split into several pieces, now nothing more than
disembodied bones with dissolving flesh flaking off them to form amorphous
clouds of nutrients for Jessica’s young, healthy organism to digest. All the
while, the energetic movements of the gigantic organism and the booming tremors
created by Jessica’s footsteps made the chyme containing the various parts of
Aylin’s corpse slip further and further down into the pyloric antrum. There, at
the very bottom of the giantess’ stomach, they would settle for the time being,
at least until Jessica’s digestive system would be ready to send them on to the
next part of Aylin’s journey: the giant girl’s blubbering intestines.
***
When
she returned to the bar again, Tanja looked around for a second, finding that
the cute girl with the curly black hair was still sitting there. Once more, she
was nervously sucking at the straw sticking out of her piña colada, even though
her glass was empty at this point. She was attentively looking around the club
with her big brown eyes, and Tanja smirked a little as she concluded that the
girl was on the lookout for her. When Tanja had picked up the next round of
cocktails for her friends, the girl had unfortunately been busy trying to shoot
down the desperate advances of a chubby neckbeard, but it seemed like she had
gotten rid of him by now. Marie, on the other hand, had been distracted by the
arrival of even more of her vacuous friends, and in the ensuing exchange of
high-pitched woo noises, Tanja had managed to sneak away earlier. Just to make
sure that neither she nor anyone else would disturb her now, Tanja looked over
to the dance floor and the table, but Marie and her friends were frolicking
around with some boys, while Lisa, Jessica and Alessia had gone dancing. The
path was clear.
Pushing
up her bra and grinning to herself as she felt the remaining tinies squirming
around in the plastic case between her tits, Tanja strolled past the bar in a
way that the girl would see her and then proceeded towards the ladies’
restrooms behind it. Having been to this particular club many times before,
Tanja knew that these tended to be a lot less busy than the restrooms near the
entrance. And when she stepped inside, she found that only two other people were
inside, a brunette with grey-green eyes currently washing her hands in one of
the sinks, and a Middle Eastern-looking woman with wavy black hair. As Tanja walked
up to the sinks and began to wash her hands as well, she briefly nodded at the black-haired
woman, who returned the brief, wordless greeting and then turned back to her
friend again.
“I
told you, you shouldn’t have had that last zombie.” She said, letting out a
slight sigh as she leaned herself against one of the bathroom stalls. “Know
your limits.”
“Oof.”
The other woman replied, puffing out her cheeks as she slowly leaned over the
sink. For a split second, Tanja was worried that she would throw up, but then
the brunette regained her composure. “I guess I should have listened to you.”
She added, her speech slurred. “I’ve just been so stressed out lately. And I
miss Manuel. Why would he just disappear like that?”
Then
she tried to step away from the sink, only to nearly fall over as she did so. Tanja
briefly stepped towards her in an attempt to help, but the black-haired woman
caught her friend just in time. Indicating to Tanja with a subtle hand movement
that everything was okay, she then put the inebriated young woman’s arm around
her shoulder and lifted her back on her feet.
“Come
on, Julia. Let’s go home.” She then said caringly, helping her walk towards the
door.
Just
when the two young women left the restroom, another person entered, and Tanja
grinned to herself. Perfect timing. She didn’t even need to look up to tell
that it was the girl from the bar, it was clear enough from what she could see
from the corners of her eyes. The girl went over to the sink next to Tanja and
also started to wash her hands, looking around nervously. It was obvious that
she had far less routine with these things, but it didn’t matter. Tanja had her
where she wanted her. Then the girl audibly cleared her throat, looking over to
her directly.
“So,
how do you wanna…” She began.
Before
she could even finish her sentence, Tanja turned around all of a sudden and gently,
but firmly pushed the girl against the tiled walls, passionately kissing her. The
girl appeared to be a bit taken aback by that for the first few seconds, but
then willingly and happily submitted to Tanja’s assertive embrace, letting her
take full control of the situation. Just the way she liked it. Running her
hands across the girl’s taut breasts, Tanja pulled down her dress a little
further, and moved her fingers along her slim abdomen towards her statuesque
butt. When she put her hands around the girl’s ass cheeks, she gave the soft
flesh a tight squeeze and shoved the girl back against the wall again, vehemently
pressing her lips against hers and exchanging a few more intense tongue kisses.
Then she moved down her face a little, licking and gently biting her as she descended
towards her cleavage, while the girl started to kiss the top of her head and
her light blonde hair. Tanja noticed that the salty taste of a human always made
her drool a little and swallowed the build-up of spit in her mouth, then she
dug her face in-between the girl’s soft boobs. Humans all had a very similar flavour
in that sense; but Tanja found it interesting that shrunken people actually had
a more intense taste. Maybe it was due to something that happened to them during
the shrinking process; or just because they tended to sweat and cry before they
were eaten. Either way, it reminded her that she had brought a little surprise.
To
ensure that they had a little more privacy in case someone else decided to
barge in, Tanja suddenly shoved her latest conquest into one of the restroom
stalls. Following her inside, she closed the door behind them and turned around
to the cute girl again, who expectantly looked at Tanja with her large brown
eyes – it was quite obvious that she couldn’t believe how lucky she was getting
this evening. With a self-satisfied smirk, Tanja firmly put both her hands on
the girl’s bare shoulders and pushed her down onto the closed lid of the toilet
seat. Then she sat down in her lap and slowly reached into her cleavage,
pulling out the little case with the squirming shrunken people. For a moment,
the girl just looked up at Tanja with a somewhat confused expression on her
face as the blonde opened the case, raising her eyebrow when she saw that it
contained maybe half a dozen mortified-looking Vortex tinies.
“What
are you…” She began, but Tanja simply put her left index finger across the
girl’s soft, full lips, making her fall silent again. Then she grabbed one of
the tinies and lifted her up.
***
“No!
Let her go!” Marina shrieked when Tanja’s fingers closed around Sandra, who
stretched out her arms towards her friend and began to sob uncontrollably as
the giantess picked her up.
While
Sandra was lifted high into the air above them and Marina broke down in tears
as well, desperately and uselessly begging Tanja to spare her, Christina merely
felt what amounted to a dull semblance of pain in her chest. Witnessing Aylin
being casually swallowed by Jessica as if she had been nothing more than
another ingredient to her cocktail had left Christina in a state of utter
despair and she had cried so hard that her sclerae were left completely red. With
a dead expression in her sunken eyes, she simply looked on as Tanja broke into
that chilling, sadistic grin again and then suddenly dangled Sandra over the
face of the other giant girl she had been making out with. Christina hadn’t
been completely sure what had been going on due to the case being constantly
shaken around in between Tanja’s tits, but now she had certainty. Yet again,
she would be witness to everyone around her getting eaten alive by callous
giants. Was this another of Tanja’s friends? Or was she just a random person
Tanja thought to be hot? Given what she knew about her captor’s personality,
the latter seemed more likely.
Whoever
she was, it didn’t take her long to understand what Tanja was up to. The
enormous girl with the curly black hair smiled and then exhaled slowly, obviously
aroused. Her warm, moist breath carried up even to the tinies in the box, causing
Christina to flinch. Her full lips then parted and she opened wide, stretching
out her tongue as she tilted her head back, like a fledgling expecting to be
fed by its mother. Knowing what would come next, Christina just closed her
eyes, but that didn’t stop her from hearing the gut-wrenching shriek when Tanja
let go of Sandra, and the greedy, wet gulp as the other giant girl swallowed
her a split second later. Somewhere beside her, Marina let out an uncanny moan
of unfettered grief and anguish, and when Christina opened her eyes again, she
saw Tanja leaning down over the girl who had eaten Sandra to give her another
long, passionate kiss. Seeing Marina collapse into one of the corners of the
plastic case and twitching as she continued to cry and hyperventilate,
Christina felt the urge to comfort her, but she was too tired and broken to
even try and crawl over to her. And so, she felt a little relieved when Ramona
got up from her side and scrambled towards Marina, embracing her and trying to
calm her down as she had with Christina earlier.
But
Tanja was far from done with them. After making out with the other girl for
several more minutes, she impatiently snatched up the other two shrunken people
in the case who Christina didn’t really know; leaving only her, Ramona, and
Marina. Panting heavily, Tanja popped the two screaming little women into her
mouth and then leaned over the other girl again, giving her another long, fiery
tongue kiss as she lustfully drove her fingers through her curly black hair. Occasionally,
Christina could hear the anguished cries and screams of the two shrunken women
whenever the two giantesses’ moist lips parted just a little bit, even though
they were mostly drowned out by the colossal girls’ soft moaning and gasping. As
far as Christina could tell, Tanja and the other girl were slipping the two
tinies back and forth between their mouths while they made out, drenching them
in their hot, slimy saliva. The image again brought back the horrifying memory
of Thomas forever disappearing into Tanja’s gullet, and of very nearly being
eaten alive herself by Alessia earlier today. But then, the traumatic pictures
before her inner eye disappeared again when Christina heard both girls swallow almost
at the same time. She couldn’t tell for sure, but it appeared as if Tanja and
the black-haired girl had swallowed one of the tiny women each, though even
they probably couldn’t tell who had eaten whom.
“Ahh.”
Tanja said with a playful smirk and suggestively licked her lips, while the
other girl just kept glaring up at her, her beautiful brown eyes wide with
intense desire.
Reaching
into the case again, Tanja’s giant fingers zeroed in on Christina. From the
corner of her eye, the giant girl’s next prospective victim saw Ramona get up
from Marina’s side once more and run back to her, trying to put herself between
her and the blonde giantess.
“Leave
her alone!” Ramona yelled angrily.
Tanja
paused for a moment, her piercing blue eyes showing a flicker of irritation,
but then she simply shrugged and flicked Ramona’s tiny body aside like an
annoying insect, causing her to smash into one of the walls of the case and
collapse with a pained groan. Feeling her own heartbeat rapidly accelerate and starting
to crawl backwards, Christina let out a terrified gasp as Tanja’s perfectly
manicured fingernails moved around her. Then she found herself pinned between
the blonde giantess’ thumb and index finger, and even though Tanja was picking
her up gently, she found herself gasping for air due to the sudden pressure on
her tiny body. Just a second later, Christina felt the familiar, but still
terrifying sensation of being lifted high into the air by a giant being
unimaginably stronger and more powerful than her. As she was lifted towards
Tanja’s enormous face, she tried to look right into her icy blue eyes, hoping
to go out with at least a shred of dignity intact. And even though Christina
was breathing heavily and the muscles in her throat were painfully tense, she
somehow managed to swallow and fight back her tears. She had to be strong, if
only for the sake of Nele, Thomas, and Aylin.
Do
it, bitch. She thought to herself, staring at Tanja
with fiery hatred. I hope you choke on me.
But
Tanja didn’t open her mouth to eat her. Instead, she began to move Christina
away from herself again, towards the other girl. This was not what Christina
had been expecting and she began to squirm as she looked around, trying to see
what exactly she was doing. Deep down below her, she saw the colossal girl with
the curly black hair tilt her head back once more and open her mouth
expectantly. Seeing her feet dangle above her wide open mouth and looking right
down into the stranger’s gullet, Christina braced herself as the girl’s hot
breath rose up around her, making it difficult for her to breathe. But then
nothing happened, and to make the situation even more confusing, the giant girl
who was so eager to eat her seemed confused as well. She closed her mouth again
and looked over to Tanja, who just grinned at both of them and then grabbed the
other giantess’ hand with her left, leading her up to Christina. While she
still didn’t seem to understand what Tanja was doing, she followed along and
looked on with wide-eyed curiosity as the blonde dropped Christina into her
palm.
***
Letting
go of Christina and allowing her to fall into the girl’s soft palm, Tanja
glanced over to the case once more. While Marina still lay in one of the
corners, trembling and sobbing at the demise of her friend, Ramona had gotten
up again and hurried over to one of the case’s transparent walls to see what
was happening with Christina. At first, Ramona’s attempt to interfere had
annoyed Tanja a bit, but then she remembered that the attachment the sullen
redhead had developed for little Chrissie over the last few hours would make what
came next all the better. Biting her lower lip, Tanja playfully winked at
Ramona, who stared back at her with impotent rage, and then turned back to the
girl with the black hair. She too was looking up at her with wide eyes, but her
expression was the polar opposite, one of servile awe and blind submission, a
bit like that of a puppy. Tanja couldn’t even decide which one she enjoyed
more.
She
leaned in towards the girl and gently closed her hand around hers, panting a little
as she heard the confused and terrified yelp Christina let out in that moment.
Leaning her forehead against that of the girl, Tanja went in for another
visceral tongue kiss and put her other hand around the back of her partner’s
head, feeling her fingers run through her gentle, black curls. While Tanja
proceeded to kiss and caress her, she slowly began to move their holding hands
down, until she reached the hem of her tight-fitting red dress. The girl gasped
softly when she finally realised what Tanja wanted her to do, and vehemently
began to kiss her over and over again before slipping her hand between her
legs. Tanja too let out a soft moan when the girls hand travelled up along her
thighs and finally reached her panties, brushing against the moist, warm slit
between her legs. Carefully making sure that she didn’t accidentally drop
Christina, the girl gently pulled back Tanja’s underwear and then touched her
womanhood with her bare hand, making both of them gasp with intense pleasure. Realising
that she could actually hear Christina’s agonised screams and disgusted sobbing
even at this distance, Tanja clenched her teeth and clawed her fingers into the
black-haired girl’s curls, trying not to have an orgasm on the spot. Then she
felt a sudden tickle and flutter inside her vagina as the girl’s fingers pushed
Christina’s wriggling little body inside of her and let out a lustful moan. Barely
able to keep her arousal contained any longer, Tanja feverishly began to lick
and bite the other girl again, almost as if she were trying to eat her as well.
Meanwhile, the girl’s lubricated fingers gently began to massage her clitoris
while little Christina slipped deeper into her vaginal canal.
Further
adding to Tanja’s arousal apart from the mechanical stimulation by the
black-haired girl’s fingers and Christina’s desperate squirms deeper inside her
vagina were the near insane, high-pitched shrieks of Ramona, who kept hurling
profanities at her. Nearly climaxing at that, Tanja managed to just about
restrain herself and reached into the case again, eagerly picking up Marina as
well before snapping it shut. Then she impatiently lobbed it onto the toilet
paper dispenser, causing Ramona to nearly break her neck when she was thrown
around inside her plastic prison, now completely alone. Breathing heavily and
biting her lower lip again, Tanja then slipped her hand underneath the girl’s
dress as well, smirking as she noticed that her soft panties felt quite damp
indeed. She then pulled down her partner’s skimpy underwear as well, and touched
her warm, wet vagina when she pushed Marina inside, hearing the tiny let out a shrill
cry for help before disappearing between the girl’s labia with a moist slurping
sound.
Over
the next few minutes, the two girls passionately fingered each other. As Tanja
suspected, the girl with the black curls wasn’t just as experienced as herself,
proving to be a little clumsy and insecure in her movements from time to time.
But she still was doing a decent enough job, and the tingle inside her stomach,
the tickle inside her vaginal canal, and the fact that she was making Ramona
watch were more than enough for her to thoroughly enjoy herself. The other
girl, however, was completely overwhelmed with intense sexual pleasure, and it
was only due to Tanja artfully dragging things out a bit that she didn’t orgasm
right away after having tiny Marina inserted into her womanhood. When she
finally came, her sweating body cramped up for a moment and she let out a
suppressed cry of sheer ecstasy before slumping down on the toilet seat for a
moment, panting heavily. But she merely required a few seconds to catch her
breath, and just as Tanja leaned over her and affectionately kissed her head, she
suddenly got up with a renewed burst of energy and pushed the blonde against
the stall door. This, in turn, caught Tanja off guard for a moment, and before
she knew what the girl was up to, the black-haired beauty kneeled down in front
of her and slipped her head beneath her dress, playfully touching Tanja’s moist
vagina with the tip of her tongue before going down on her for good.
“Holy
shit.” She groaned, firmly grabbing the girl’s bushy curls again.
Not
only did this girl know how to use her tongue, but Christina also had
apparently realised what was going on, as indicated by another distinct flutter
deeper inside Tanja’s womanhood. It even felt as if the tiny girl was trying to
crawl up even further into her, desperately trying to avoid being slurped up by
the greedy mouth below. Glancing back at the toilet paper holder, Tanja saw
Ramona’s miniscule silhouette frantically hammering against the walls of the
case she was still trapped in, witnessing everything. This proved too much even
for her to handle. Letting go of all her self-control, Tanja allowed all the
pent-up sexual tension of the last few days to explode into multiple orgasms,
not even bothering to stifle the ecstatic groan that now escaped her lips,
echoing through the restroom. Then she finally slumped down onto the floor, her
boobs moving up and down in her tight cleavage as she leaned against of the
stall’s walls and tried to collect herself. The girl next to her had a look of blissful
exhaustion on her face.
“What’s your name?” Tanja asked as she tried
to catch her breath.
The
girl too panted heavily, swallowing. “Joséphine. But you can call me Josie.”
***
Christina
inhaled sharply as Tanja suddenly let go of her and she found herself falling
down, only to land on the black-haired girl’s enormous warm palm a split second
later. Still not sure what the two giantesses had in mind for her, she rolled
her aching body around and looked up, only to see two giant pairs of boobs
almost entirely blocking out their faces. The other girl’s chest in particular
was moving up and down quite visibly as she panted with sexual excitement,
whereas Tanja’s body language was a bit more composed. Then Christina heard a
subdued gurgle from the area below the black-haired girl’s left breast, prompting
her to stare at her slim belly. It was hidden behind her stylish black dress,
but all the tiny in her palm could think of was the vast digestive system
behind it, producing these otherworldly groaning and squelching sounds. And
that poor Sandra and that other shrunken woman were somewhere in there, being
digested alive. Just because Tanja had fed her to the other girl like grapes.
But before she could dwell on that thought, the blonde suddenly lowered her
hand towards the palm that was still holding Christina and closed the other
girl’s fingers around her. The tiny girl instinctively let out a horrified
shriek as she felt the hand being lowered down towards the hem of Tanja’s
dress, only now realising what the two giantesses were about to do to her.
“No!
Don’t you dare do this to me!” Christina screamed as she looked out between the
giant girl’s fingers, seeing that they were moving past the hem of Tanja’s dress
and back upwards along her bare legs. “Oh my God, stop! Please just stop!” She yelled,
starting to sob again.
Desperately
trying to scramble away and get off the other girl’s palm, Christina tried to
rise to her feet, but the acceleration of the giant hand and the soft, squishy
flesh beneath her made that impossible. And so, she could only watch on in
impotent terror as the hand approached Tanja’s panties, seeing nothing around
her but her tormentor’s athletic thighs and the outline of her taut butt cheeks
squeezing against her underwear. Trembling uncontrollably, she began to gag as
the girl pulled back the waistband of Tanja’s panties and lowered her inside.
She could feel the overpowering warmth and moisture inside the giantess’
underwear on her skin, and even though it was quite dark, there still was some
residual light shining in from beneath the giantess’ skirt. Once more feeling
hot tears run down her cheeks, Christina simply wailed and shrieked as she
looked at Tanja’s clean-shaven crotch, the clean slit widened and moist from
arousal. Knowing what was going to happen next, she intuitively inhaled, then
the other girl’s fingers sensually touched the blonde’s vagina and Christina
could hear them moan with deep pleasure and arousal. Shaking with humiliation,
she did her utmost not to exhale again.
Just
a few moments later, the shrunken girl was violently thrust forward and
squeezed against the glistening pink flesh between Tanja’s labia, vaginal fluid
soaking into her tattered black overalls and her hair. Still trying to hold her
breath, Christina wriggled and squirmed as she was squeezed against the
giantess’ urethra, fearing that she might end up getting sucked into it. But
then the giant fingers holding onto her pushed her further along the wet flesh
and into another, wider opening below. Aimlessly kicking around and trying to
hold onto her slippery and moist surroundings, Christina felt herself being
shoved deeper and deeper inside the organic hole, until the other girl finally
let go. Then she was pulled inside even more by Tanja’s body, feeling powerful
muscles clamp down on her as she was sucked into the vaginal canal.
Feeling
her entire body being squeezed together, Christina coughed as she finally
breathed in again, inhaling the insufferably humid and hot air inside the
giantess’ vagina. Barely able to get enough oxygen into her aching lungs, she
kicked and squirmed, desperately trying to give herself a little more breathing
room. All around her, she could feel and hear Tanja’s gigantic body, in
particular her ecstatic moaning, but also the ominous gurgling of her
intestines right above her. This sound in particular was beyond horrifying and
made her retch with anxiety again, being a cruel reminder that her boyfriend
had passed through those intestines merely 24 hours ago. And now, Thomas was
just gone, part of the giant body she too was trapped in.
“Stop.”
Christina coughed, unable to produce any more coherent thoughts than the mere
wish that it would all just be over soon. “Please… make it… stop.”
For
what seemed like an eternity, Christina was just repeatedly squeezed and shaken
around over and over again, completely at the mercy of the moaning and panting
girl she was inside of. At one point, she heard another loud cry from beyond
Tanja’s vast body, figuring that the other girl must have finally had an
orgasm. But the hope that this might lead to Tanja pulling her out again was
short-lived. Only moments later, the blonde giantess’ entire body seemed to
stumble backward a bit, the movement of her legs causing the muscles of the
vaginal canal around Christina to constrict even further and nearly break her
bones. Groaning with pain as she tried once more to push back the hot, slippery
flesh walls, Christina spat out some of the metallic vaginal fluid that had
made its way into her mouth, dry heaving once more when she realised what
exactly she was tasting. Suddenly, Tanja’s entire body seemingly vibrated a bit
when she said something, though Christina was unable to make out what exactly
she said.
Not
even a second later, she began to hear a loud sucking noise coming from
somewhere near the entrance of Tanja’s vagina, and before she could figure out
what was going on by herself, Christina felt another surge of hot, moist air
blow right into her face. Then another wet, pink bulge of visceral flesh pushed
into the tight vaginal canal, the tip of it briefly licking across the shrunken
girl’s face. Unlike the vaginal fluid, the slimy goo that now was inadvertently
forced into Christina’s mouth smelled and tasted much more like spit, and the
realisation that this new organic object was the other girl’s tongue made her
jerk back in terror.
“Oh
my God, no.” Christina cried, spitting out the other giantess’ saliva. “No, no,
no.”
Feeling
her heartbeat accelerate as she felt the giant tongue in front of her push even
further towards her and lick around the tight, fleshy walls like some kind of
alien monster from outer space, Christina tried to back off deeper into Tanja’s
vaginal canal. But the muscles around her were just too powerful and kept her
pinned firmly in place. And so, all she could do was cry and squirm as the
giant tongue licked over her face again and again, hearing Tanja moan and pant
as she came closer and closer to climaxing. The organic tunnel she was trapped
in seemed to widen the more aroused Tanja got, but unfortunately for Christina,
this only meant that she kept slipping closer towards the entrance of the giant
girl’s vagina again, no matter how hard she tried to claw her hands into the walls
around her. Finally, Tanja’s entire body cramped up and Christina heard a
deafening, ecstatic moan. At the same time, she was thrust forward by the
pulsating walls, only to fall onto another fleshy surface moments later.
Coughing
and frantically spitting out more slimy goo that had been forced into her
mouth, the miniaturised girl tried to turn around, only to feel the squishy
bumps below her ooze out even more hot fluid. Christina heard a loud slurping
noise all around her and saw a brief flash of light as her entire surroundings
seemed to move backward, but at this point, she was way too disoriented to make
any sense of what was happening. All she was able to make out was that
everything around her was still hot, slippery flesh and that she still couldn’t
breathe properly, feeling a sickening gust of warm, humid air blow across her
trembling body. Then she heard Tanja’s voice again, but something was different
about it. She sounded exhausted, breathless, and even a bit surprised, but that
wasn’t what was giving Christina this intense sense of dread. And then she
realised what was wrong about it. It was coming from the outside.
“N-no,
wait.” Christina stammered. “Please, I’m…”
She
would never finish her sentence. Realising where she was, Christina frantically
tried to pull herself away from the direction the humid gust was coming from. But
then the wet, slick surface below her tilted back all of a sudden and she found
herself slipping into the looming abyss below her. Once more, she heard an
overpoweringly loud, moist gulping sound and felt a painful pop in her ears as
the air pressure around her changed. And then she was once more forced into a
tight tube of undulating muscles as she was swallowed whole.
***
Still
somewhat out of breath, Tanja rose to her feet again and stretched out her hand
to help Joséphine up as well, biting her lower lip with some sense of residual
arousal as she saw the black-haired girl’s shapely boobs bob up and down in her
tight cleavage as she got up.
“I’m
Tanja, by the way.” She casually introduced herself as she pulled her underwear
back up and adjusted the straps of her red dress again.
“Tanja…”
Joséphine repeated to herself. “You are… something else.”
“I
guess you could say that.” Tanja said with a self-satisfied smirk and went over
to the toilet paper dispenser, snatching the small plastic case with Ramona inside,
and opening it. “You’re not half bad yourself, Josie. That was pretty amazing,
actually.”
Looking
down at little Ramona still hurling profanities at the two girls, Tanja glanced
over to Joséphine, who also was a bit preoccupied adjusting her dress and
putting her curly black hair in order again. Tanja had messed it up a bit, but
somehow that made her look even more cute. It was only now, after she had
released all the pent-up sexual tension, that she noticed some more minor
details about Joséphine. Unlike preppy Tanja, she had a certain alternative air
to her, with her nose piercing, her black nail polish and her more
unconventional, stylish black dress. The two made for an odd combination, truly
a case of opposites attracting each other.
“I
need a smoke.” Joséphine explained, producing a pack of cigarettes from the
little handbag she was still carrying around her shoulder. “Wanna go outside?”
“Sure.”
Tanja said, looking back and forth between her and the tiny. “Do you want
Ramona?”
“Ramona?”
Joséphine asked, looking confused. “I think you were enough for now.”
Now
it was Tanja’s turn to look puzzled for a couple of moments before she figured
out how Joséphine had misunderstood her. “No, I meant her.” She clarified,
bursting into laughter, and pointing at the screaming little woman in the
plastic case she was holding.
“Oh.”
The black-haired girl said, breaking into an amused grin of her own. “Wait… you
gave them names?” She then asked, giving Tanja another slightly perplexed look.
“Those
are their names.” Tanja replied. “I’ve had them around for a while, and
they told me.”
“Huh.”
Joséphine said, raising an eyebrow and putting on a pensive expression, as if
she had never considered that a possibility before. Then she unlocked the door
of the stall and stepped out into the restroom. “I guess that makes sense. So,
kinda like pets?”
“I
do eat them all eventually.” Tanja clarified. “But my mum didn’t raise me very well;
I like to play with my food.” She added coquettishly.
“You’re
weirder than you look.” The other girl remarked with a playful sideward glance
and an affectionate grin. “I like that. So, who were the ones I ate?”
“I
forgot the first one’s name. The second was Sandra.” The blonde explained,
grinning too. Now that the ice had been broken, so to speak, Josie was getting
more confident around her.
“And
the third one?” Joséphine inquired, starting to wash her hands in one of the
sinks.
“The
thir…” Tanja began, interrupting herself as she suddenly realised that she
couldn’t feel Christina moving around inside her vagina anymore. Putting her other
hand over her lower abdomen, she concentrated for a moment to see if she was
mistaken. But Christina was gone.
“Oh,
I’m sorry.” Joséphine apologised hectically, her eyes widening as she noticed
that Tanja had not been aware of what had happened. “She just kind of slipped
out when you came, and I swallowed her. I thought you wanted me to.” She said,
putting her left hand on her belly.
For
a moment, Tanja just stared at her, baffled. Sure, with Joséphine going down on
her like that while Christina had been inside of her vagina, that had been a
distinct possibility. But the idea just hadn’t crossed her mind, she had gotten
too carried away by her own arousal. Only a few hours ago, she had put up quite
an effort to save Chrissie from getting eaten by Alessia, only for her to end
up in Josie’s stomach now. Tanja felt angry, not about what had happened to the
tiny girl as such, but that she had lost control and that, in a way, Christina
had escaped her in the end. After all, Tanja had decided that Chrissie was to
be eaten by her.
“I…
uh…” Tanja began. “Yeah, don’t worry about it. No problem.” She said
unconvincingly, realising that she couldn’t make Josie throw up now just to get
Christina out of her stomach.
“I’m
really sorry.” Joséphine said again, looking contrite. “I… I’ll buy you a new
one?”
An
agonised scream from the plastic case in her other hand reminded Tanja that
Ramona was still there, wailing and crying for the friends that had been lost
to the giant girls.
“Oh,
shut up.” Tanja said and picked Ramona up with an irritated look in her icy
blue eyes. Then she tossed the shrunken woman into her mouth and instantly swallowed
her, ending her gut-wrenching cries with a simple, abrupt gulp.
“Are
you sure you don’t mind?” Joséphine inquired again, putting her arms around
Tanja and giving her a caring hug. “You seem a little upset.”
Feeling
the black-haired girl’s warm body against her own, her big breasts and her slim
belly gently touching hers as Josie gently embraced her, Tanja felt another
flicker of arousal and a tingle in her nether regions again. The thought that
Christina and the others were deep inside their stomachs now, being digested
while she and her new friend simply continued to enjoy their evening, was
getting her worked up again. It still was a shame that she hadn’t gotten to eat
Chrissie, but there were many more tinies out there for her to play with. And
the more she thought about it, the more she actually enjoyed the idea how
utterly humiliating the tiny girl’s demise would be in the end, accidentally
swallowed and digested by some girl who had been giving Tanja head in a restroom
stall. Christina didn’t even know Joséphine’s name. Grinning at the thought,
Tanja moved her hand down to Josie’s soft, shapely butt and gave it a playful
squeeze, then she left her embrace and threw the empty little plastic case into
the trash.
“As
I said, don’t worry about it.” Tanja explained, giving Josie a short kiss on
the forehead. “Let’s go outside. And don’t forget about your cigarettes.” She
added, pointing to the packet the other girl had placed beside the sink while Tanja
also proceeded to wash her hands.
“Oh,
thanks!” Joséphine said. “Almost forgot about those.”
The
two girls then headed out of the restroom again, briefly passing through the
noisy crowd near the bar. Tanja looked around to see if she could see her
friends at their table, but they apparently were still somewhere on the dance
floor with Marie and the others. At least that meant nobody would be making any
comments about her latest conquest, or asking her to introduce Josie to them. She
still needed to get to know her first, after all. Having left the bar behind
them, they approached a door near the back of the night club that led into a
small back yard. There, patrons could get some fresh air or have a smoke
without having to leave the club and get past the bouncers again. The yard was a
bit dingy and far from quiet, being right next to a train overpass, but still,
the cool night air felt pleasant and fresh compared to the hot and stuffy
atmosphere inside the night club. Letting out a quiet sigh, Joséphine leaned
against one of the graffiti-covered walls of the building and reached into her
pack of cigarettes.
“Want
one?” She asked, put a cigarette in her mouth, and held the packet over to
Tanja.
“Normally
not.” The blonde replied. “But yeah, I could use one too right now.” She said
and reached into the packet, producing a cigarette and placing it between her
lips.
Without
saying another word, Joséphine put the packet back in her handbag and pulled
out a metal lighter, opening and lighting it at the same time in one elegant
movement.
“How
do you do that?” Tanja asked, sounding fascinated, and leaned over a bit as
Josie lit her cigarette for her. “I tried that a couple of times with my dad’s
lighter, but I can’t do it.”
“It
takes a bit of practice.” The black-haired girl said with a mischievous grin
and lit her own cigarette as well, leaning back against the wall as she exhaled
a cloud of smoke into the chilly night air. “So, who was she then? If you don’t
mind me asking. The last girl I swallowed.”
Tanja
glanced at the area below Joséphine’s left breast. It stood to reason that
Christina was still alive and squirming somewhere below that juicy pair of
tits, slowly melting into nothing while this beauty digested her. Just like Ramona
and the others were swimming around in her own belly, causing a slight tickling
sensation whenever they bumped into her stomach walls.
“Her
name was Christina.” Tanja answered, coughing a little as she exhaled the smoke
in her mouth. One could instantly tell that she wasn’t a smoker, something that
made her new friend break into another kind smile. “Picked her up yesterday,
she and her boyfriend tried to escape from my friend’s box. Ate her boyfriend,
but was planning to keep her around for a bit longer. Until you came along,
that is.” She added with a semi-fake pout.
“Ugh,
now I feel bad again.” Joséphine said with a pained look on her face and put
her hand on her belly once more. Then she let out a gentle burp and took
another draw on her cigarette. “Could at least have let her reunite with her
boyfriend in the end.”
“Eh,
whatever.” Tanja shrugged, also taking another draw on her cigarette. Now that
Chrissie was gone and she had accepted the fact, she felt her mind move on to
more interesting things. “Say, do you have some kind of foreign background,
Josie? If you don’t mind me asking. It’s just that you have sort of a
Mediterranean look to you.”
“I’m
French.” Joséphine replied, exhaling smoke into the cold air again. “Well, sort
of. My dad’s just French-French, but my mum’s French-Algerian. Never been to
Algeria though and don’t speak a single word of Arabic, unfortunately. But that’s
where those looks come from; I’ve been told I take after my mum a lot.”
“Huh.”
Tanja said, trying to suppress a cough again as she drew on her cigarette once
more. “You don’t seem to have any French accent, though. When did you come to
Germany?”
“Oh,
I was just a toddler at the time, my parents moved here for work. So I
basically grew up in Germany.” Joséphine explained. “Though we visit the family
in France quite often.”
“So,
you’re fluent in French as well?” Tanja asked, honestly interested.
“I
thought you knew that by now.” Josie replied, smirking and giving her a wink.
Tanja
just stared at her for a moment and then started laughing again, with Joséphine
joining in just a few seconds later. Tapping her cigarette over the ash tray
near the door, she looked at the black-haired girl, starting to feel some more
genuine affection for her. Initially, she had thought of her just as yet
another sexual conquest, a submissive cutie to have some fun with. But while Josie
clearly was the submissive one during sex, she actually did have a cocky side
to her as well, something Tanja always appreciated. And she had a sense of
humour.
“No,
but seriously.” Joséphine continued, flicking some ash into the tray too. “I
speak French and German fluently. In fact, I want to go to university next
year, become an interpreter.”
“You
graduating as well? How old are you?” Tanja asked, drawing on her cigarette.
“Eighteen.”
Joséphine replied, also taking a last draw on her cigarette before putting it
out in the ash tray and exhaling another cloud of smoke. “You?”
“Same.”
The blonde answered and nodded, also proceeding to put out the cigarette while
she visibly tried not to cough yet again as she exhaled. “What are you up to
now?”
“I
gotta go home soon.” Josie said, looking down at her wristwatch for a moment. “Still
have some stuff to do over the weekend. Got a presentation next week.” She
continued and sighed, getting ready to go back inside again. But she seemed to
hesitate, nervously looking at Tanja and at the ground several times. “Say,
Tanja…” She began cautiously.
“Huh?”
The other girl asked, lifting an eyebrow.
Joséphine
inhaled deeply. “I… I’m not very good at this, but… I… I kinda like you. Would
you mind keeping in touch? Just like, exchange numbers or something?”
Tanja
grinned. “Sure. I’d like that too.”
***
Being
swallowed the second time in just a couple of hours, Christina quickly realised
that this really was it. This time, she would not be coughed up again at the
last moment. This time, she would slip all the way into someone’s stomach, and finally
meet the same fate as Thomas, Nele, Aylin, and all the others. This time, she
had been eaten for good and would be digested alive, becoming nothing more than
food for a stranger. And apparently, the person she would become a part of soon
was this girl whose name she didn’t even know. Christina didn’t even know if
the black-haired giantess had swallowed her on purpose or accidentally. In any
case, it didn’t really matter in the end. The girl’s digestive system wouldn’t
make that distinction.
Yet
again, all she could think of was trying to breathe while powerful, giant
muscles clamped down on her bruised and battered little body, squeezing her
further and further downward. To her, it wasn’t all that different from being
trapped inside Tanja’s vaginal canal. The only real difference from her
perspective was that Christina could hear the black-haired girl’s powerful
breathing and her thumping heartbeat much more clearly. Intuitively spreading
out her arms and legs to somehow slow her unstoppable descent deeper into the giantess’
body, she felt the hot, slippery flesh against her skin, oozing with saliva and
slime. Suddenly, the visceral tube she was sliding through contracted even
further, accompanied by a strange vibration shaking Christina to her very
bones, and a weird booming noise from somewhere above. It took her a moment to
understand that the girl who had eaten her was just saying something, and that
the contraction was due to air travelling up the windpipe running parallel to
the oesophagus. And the vibration was nothing but the giant girl’s voice,
amplified by several orders of magnitude and oscillating through her entire
body. Then, from somewhere beyond the vast body around her, Christina could
hear Tanja say something as well, muffled and unintelligible to her, who was
now entombed beneath layers upon layers of massive bones, muscles, flesh and
fat tissue. Judging from the power of the girl’s heartbeat, she probably was
somewhere inside her chest.
Picturing
herself sliding down somewhere behind the young giantess’ plump breasts, down
to her gurgling belly to join the others in a pool of acid and puke, Christina
felt another surge of panic rise up in her own body and tried to claw herself
into the pulsating flesh around her. But whenever she did seemingly manage to
slow her descent even for a little bit, the oesophagus would just contract
again with another peristaltic movement that forced her even further down. It
could have been her imagination, but along with the oppressively powerful
heartbeat thumping in her skull and the mighty breathing noise all around her,
Christina believed that she could also hear ominous squelching and gurgling
sounds emanating from below her. And the closer she slipped down towards her
final destination, the more insufferable the heat and humidity seemed to get.
Finally, the organic tunnel sloped to the side a little. This was it.
Bracing
herself for her arrival in the girl’s stomach, Christina held her breath,
struggling not to break into tears again when she thought about the
excruciating pain that awaited her there, and the sheer horror that came with
the knowledge that she would be digested. Then her face suddenly touched a
tight, sphincter-like muscle, which began to open with a disgusting slurp the
moment she came into contact with it. Like some alien orifice from a cosmic
horror story, it released a cloud of foetid gasses, instantly causing Christina
to heave and convulse. Never before in her life had she ever smelled something
so nauseating, a horrific blend of puke, acid and alcohol, with a strange whiff
of pineapple and coconut to make the experience feel even more surreal. Then
the muscular ring in front of her opened even further and sucked her half-way
inside, closing around her hips again and nearly snapping her spine in half.
Christina
let out a sharp cry of pain, interrupted only by her retching again as her own
empty stomach tried to violently expel a few drops of slime and spit. Nearly
losing consciousness from the unbearable pain and the agonising stench, she
flailed around helplessly for a couple of moments before the cardia opened up
again and released the other half of her body, catapulting her into the vast,
churning cave below. Plummeting down through even denser clouds of gas,
Christina instinctively held her breath again, feeling the acidic fumes burn on
her skin and in her airways. Finally, she splashed into a thick, hot broth that
immediately sent an even more intense searing sensation across her entire body,
and it was only due to her being completely submerged in the acrid soup that
she did not open her mouth to scream in pain. Trying not to panic as well as
she could given the circumstances, Christina laboriously turned herself around
and swam up again, inhaling the putrid air once she made it to the surface.
“Fuck.”
She gasped, feeling her airways flare up with pain as she breathed in the
acidic fumes.
Surrounded
by perfect darkness and being constantly sloshed around the surface of the
ocean of vomit she was drifting in, Christina was left nothing but her sense of
hearing to get a sense of her surroundings. Helplessly splashing around in the
churning soup while she tried to find something more solid to hold onto and
rest her sore muscles, she once again heard the girl’s calm, regular heartbeat
and the breathing of her immense lungs high above. But what entirely dominated
the soundscape around Christina now was the noisy gurgling and groaning of the
giantess’ stomach as it churned and contracted, tossing her around the surface
of the digesting broth like a castaway on a stormy ocean. Every now and again,
that strange, muffled noise and powerful vibrations would echo through the
almighty body surrounding Christina when her eater spoke, though she was never
able to make out what exactly the giantess said. This was constantly followed
by another, even more distorted voice from somewhere beyond the confines of the
black-haired girl’s belly, but Christina still recognised that it was Tanja’s
soft, deceptively kind voice. Suddenly, the giantess who had eaten her began walking
somewhere, as indicated by deafening booming noises from below and the stomach
contents shifting from side to side whenever the girl made another step
forward. Christina had already been through a lot at this point, but still she
had never before felt as powerless as this, just sloshing around in this
chick’s stomach like any other piece of food, waiting to be digested like her
friends. It was in this moment that she heard a ghostly moan from somewhere out
of the darkness.
“Sandra?”
Christina called out hoarsely, her voice nearly drowned out again by the sound
of the girl’s stomach gurgling and the two giantesses talking to each other.
“Who’s
there?” The voice replied, sounding strangely hollow. Christina shivered. It
sounded as if Sandra were already dead, like her ghost talking to her from the
beyond.
“It’s
me, Christina.” She called back again, doing her utmost to swim across the
ceaselessly billowing surface and towards the source of the disembodied voice.
In
the end, it took her a couple of attempts, with her getting repeatedly caught
in surprisingly powerful currents created by the peristaltic contractions of
the stomach walls. But finally, she managed to reach Sandra, who seemed to be
barely holding onto some kind of chunk of semi-digested food. Christina had no
idea what it was, except for something the giantess must have had eaten for
dinner, but it didn’t matter anyway. All that mattered was that Sandra wouldn’t
be completely alone in her last few moments. Carefully putting her arm around
the sobbing and coughing person in the dark, Christina surmised that it
wouldn’t be much longer. She wasn’t able to tell for sure, since there was no
light whatsoever in the stomach, but judging from what she felt with her hand, Sandra
was in a very bad state indeed.
“Ssshh,
I’m here now. Sshh.” Christina tried to comfort the crying woman as best she
could. In a way, it also helped her to distract herself from the horror she was
living through.
“Christina?”
Sandra asked again, her croaky voice barely audible against the backdrop of the
giantess who had eaten them speaking with Tanja. “Is that you?”
“Yeah,
it’s me.” Christina repeated, flinching as she felt a sharp pain shoot through
her legs.
She
knew that the stomach acid was literally eating away at her submerged lower
body, but there was nothing she could do about it. The chunk of disintegrating
food they were holding onto was on the verge of breaking apart as it was
anyway, and Christina didn’t want to risk it falling on top of them if she
attempted to climb onto it. For a moment, she just kept her arm wrapped around
Sandra’s dying body. She could feel that the other woman’s skin was already
starting to peel off her body, and that her own skin too was starting to
blister and crack.
“Christina…”
Sandra asked again, spitting out some kind of pulpy, metallic-smelling liquid.
“Save
your strength.” Christina said anxiously, realising that Sandra was coughing up
blood.
“Whe…”
The other miniaturised woman began, only for her voice to be drowned out by yet
another sickening gargling noise as she vomited more pulpy blood. “Where are
we?”
She’s
not even really there anymore. Christina thought
to herself. Probably better that way.
“You’re
not feeling well.” She then explained somewhat truthfully, her voice cracking
as she felt tears pool in her eyes. “Try to sleep. It will all be over soon.”
“Where’s
Marina?” Sandra asked again, her breath rattling ominously as she tried to
breathe.
“I
don’t know.” Christina replied truthfully.
“Did
Tanja eat us?” Her friend asked, sounding delirious.
“No.”
Christina replied, again truthfully, but deliberately omitting the fact that
they were just inside the stomach of someone else. “No, she didn’t.” She
repeated, feeling nothing but pure hate and rage as she heard the blonde’s
voice from outside the black-haired girl’s belly again.
“Did…”
Sandra began again, but suddenly the entire body of the giantess shifted once
more, throwing the chunk of food they were holding onto against one of the
slimy stomach walls.
Far
above, Christina could hear their eater say something, then the giant girl
apparently began to walk somewhere again, her stomach contents being forcefully
rocked back and forth as she moved her legs and gently swayed her hips. All of
a sudden, the electronic dance music of the night club, which Christina had
only been fleetingly aware of as a subdued bass distinct from the giantess’
heartbeat, became much louder, reaching almost the same volume as that of the
girl’s gurgling and squelching digestive tract. All around, she could now hear
muffled voices of young people enjoying themselves, another painful reminder
that life simply went on while she and Sandra were slowly being digested by a
complete stranger. For a brief moment, her thoughts drifted to Aylin, whose
corpse was probably somewhere at the bottom of Jessica’s stomach by now, never
to be seen again. And by the time these giant girls woke up tomorrow, everyone Christina
had been with merely hours ago would be no more than nutrients floating through
their bloodstreams and digestive sludge being pumped through their guts.
“Wha…”
The other shrunken woman said again, tensing up with fear as she desperately
tried to hold onto their squishy life raft so that she wouldn’t get shaken off
by the booming steps.
“I’ve
got you.” Christina said, holding onto her even more firmly while also trying
not to get shaken off the chunk of food. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”
After
a few more moments, the muffled noises of the night club became more subdued
again, though without disappearing entirely. Almost at the same time, the body
of the girl slumped backward just a little, as if she were leaning against
something. It wasn’t a particularly strong movement, but it went in a different
direction than Christina had expected, pulling the chunk of food and the two
shrunken women back towards the middle of the stomach. Letting out a surprised
yelp, Sandra slipped off and down between Christina’s arms, making another
short gargling sound as she disappeared into the bubbling stew of puke, acid,
and piña colada.
“Sandra?”
Christina asked flatly, dumbfounded by how fast and sudden it all had happened.
“Sandra?!” She then repeated, her voice flaring up with panic. “Sandra!!”
Frantically
reaching into the billowing soup again and again, Christina tried to get a hold
of the other miniaturised woman, but her hands didn’t find anything to hold
onto. She began to shake with rage as she heard the voices of the two
giantesses again, still talking to each other in a completely calm and relaxed
tone, as if nothing noteworthy was happening in their stomachs right now. And
for some reason, she felt even more fury towards Tanja than the girl who was in
the process of digesting her. Without Tanja, none of this would have happened.
Sure, the black-haired girl had eaten Sandra and the other woman, and
swallowing her probably also hadn’t been an accident. But in the end, all of
this still was Tanja’s doing, her sick idea.
“Fuck
you!” Christina cried out into the darkness, not caring that nobody was able to
hear her, and that her voice was being completely drowned out by the
black-haired girl talking again.
Finally
giving up on the hope that she would somehow pull Sandra out of the churning
ocean, she turned back around towards the melting chunk of food, weeping openly
and letting the tears flow down her itching face. Now that she was all alone
again, Christina decided to take her chances and carefully pulled herself up
onto the soggy bolus, nearly sinking into the mushy surface as she turned onto
her back and then slowly sat up. For a couple of moments, she just continued to
sob and cry, hearing nothing but the squelching noises of the girl’s vast
digestive tract and the two giantesses talking with each other. Then she felt a
contraction go through the stomach walls, squeezing the gurgling chyme together
and causing a series of bubbles to rise to the surface. Almost as if Sandra’s
spirit was leaving the ocean in which she had died, a gust of acrid air rose up
towards the cardia and forced its way up the black-haired girl’s oesophagus,
exiting her vast body as nothing more than a belch. To Christina, however, the
dainty burp still sounded like an approaching thunderstorm, accompanied by a
menacing quiver shaking the organic cavern. She sobbed again. Yet another one
of her friends was dead, and it was only a matter of time until it was her turn
now.
“Sandra…
I’m sorry.” She said in a hollow voice, leaning back against the squishy
surface of the piece of food she was drifting on. All of a sudden, she realised
just how tired she was.
Struggling
to pump oxygen through her swollen, blistered airways and into her burning
lungs, Christina closed her eyes for a moment, even though it made no
difference whatsoever in the utter darkness that surrounded her. She tried to
ignore the voices of the two giant girls as best she could, focussing instead
on her eater’s peaceful heartbeat. There was something strangely calming about
the sound, even though it was part of the body she was buried in. But at this
point, with nothing to see and nothing else to hear than the sounds of the
girl’s vast organism, it almost felt like Christina already was a part of her. She
even caught herself wondering who she was. What was her name? Would she ever
learn who Christina had been? Probably not.
Just
another couple of moments later, Christina’s near-delirious musings were
interrupted by a strange tremor going through the stomach, accompanied by
deafeningly loud laughter from above. Laughter. These callous bitches were
enjoying themselves. Tanja didn’t even seem to give a fuck that the other girl
had eaten Christina in the end. Not that she would really have expected her to,
but she was still a little bit surprised that Tanja hadn’t shown the same kind
of narcissistic possessiveness she had exhibited when Alessia had tried to eat
her earlier today.
But
despite the almost painful flicker of loathing she still felt in the pit of her
stomach when thinking about these girls, Christina was too exhausted at this
point. Her entire skin felt like it was on fire, blistering and gradually
peeling off her body, flaring up with particularly intense pain in the cracks
that were forming all over. Judging from the bushels that stuck to her hands
when she subconsciously tried to wipe some chunks of the girl’s vomit out of
her hair, Christina’s hair was falling out as well, and now that she was
leaning back a little, she also noticed the metallic taste and smell of warm
blood in her nose and mouth. Still struggling to get some precious oxygen into
her lungs, she spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling it run down her chin and
drip onto her chest as she laboriously inhaled again. This produced the same rattle
Sandra had made earlier, and Christina knew that it came from blood pooling in
her already swollen and scorched airways. Oddly enough, though, the pain was a
bit weaker than it had been just a few minutes earlier, possibly from her nerve
endings having been partially destroyed by the acid by now. So this was what
being digested alive felt like; searing pain beyond description, slowly
followed by numbness. Had Thomas suffered this much as well? She hoped not.
Christina
listened to the booming voices for a few more moments, then the girl who had
eaten her suddenly started moving again, causing the entire contents of her
stomach to shift and get tossed back and forth once more. Instinctively trying
to hold onto the chunk of food, the tiny girl inhaled sharply as she was tossed
across the roaring ocean of puke and acid again, nearly being swept away by
waves of the putrid broth. Christina shrieked in pain as the warm liquid
splashed across her wounds, causing them to flare up with such excruciating
pain that she hoped she would finally pass out. But somehow, her broken body
continued to cling onto life, sending another wave of adrenaline through her
that made her scramble even further up the spongy mass. At the back of her mind,
she was aware that all this was pointless, that she was only prolonging the
inevitable, but her survival instincts were stronger than all reason,
determined to make her fight back against the body of the giant girl as long as
possible.
“Oh
God!” Christina shrieked as the bolus smashed against one of the stomach walls,
nearly throwing her into the sea of acid below. “Please, just make it stop!”
Finally,
her pleas were answered. With one of the next booming steps the giantess made,
the chunk of food Christina was clinging to was carried away on a tidal wave of
stomach juices. Moments later, it smashed against another wave coming from the
opposite direction, creating a vortex that greedily sucked Christina and her
disintegrating raft beneath the surface. Before she could even figure out what
was going on, she found herself deep below the surface of the churning ocean
again, unable to figure out where to swim. For a couple of moments, she tried
to swim in a randomly chosen direction, but then her aching muscles began to
spasm from the lack of air, and she was forced to open her mouth to inhale. Instead
of oxygen, all that entered her airways was hot, thick puke and acid, the
rancid stench alone being so overpowering that Christina’s skull felt like it
was going to burst. Feeling the vile blend of acid and vomit force itself into
her orifices, the shrunken girl began to shake and convulse uncontrollably,
feeling how she was starting to lose control over her bodily functions. For
another few seconds, she kicked and squirmed, trying to scream as more and more
chyme flooded into her dying body, she felt a tingling sensation spread from
her extremities into every corner of her being. A few more moments after that,
the incredible pain burning throughout her body finally disappeared, and she
felt a strange sense of calm and numbness rapidly beginning to cloud her mind.
Knowing
that this was the end, Christina closed her eyes, inhaled one more time and
accepted her fate, her last thoughts being of Thomas. Then her heart stopped
beating and her last sense of self evaporated into the void surrounding her,
her body being nothing more than a lifeless husk before it even reached the
ground of the stomach. Deep below, the giant girl’s intestines rumbled
contentedly as they pushed part of her thoroughly digested lunch further down
its way along the dark, winding labyrinth which Christina’s corpse would soon
enter as well.
***
Having
exchanged phone numbers with Tanja as well as giving her another passionate
kiss at the exit, Joséphine stepped into the cool night again, shivering just a
bit as she zipped up the jacket she thankfully had brought along with her. She
didn’t live too far away from the night club, in a downtown apartment with her
parents, but still, the evenings were a lot chillier than merely a week ago. At
the moment, Joséphine came here almost every Friday evening or on the weekend,
given that the club had a reputation for being frequented by many LGBTQ and
straight people alike. But so far, she had only ever made out with a couple of
girls, and most of the time, she had in fact been busy warding off the advances
of hetero guys, almost giving up on coming here entirely. Josie was happy that
she had given it another shot. That had been the best sex she had had in
several months, and she was quite excited that Tanja had agreed to exchange
numbers with her. At first, she had thought her to just be another one of those
rich preppy girls that also visited the club a lot, with more money and
confidence than brains or personality. But Tanja had not just turned out to be
a bombshell, but also a real domme with a distinctly kinky side. Joséphine
never even had thought of using Vortex tinies like that before.
Her
mind briefly shifting to her stomach contents sloshing around in her belly as
she walked down the street, Josie thought of the shrunken girls inside her gut
again. She did still feet a bit guilty about eating Christina, as it had
clearly upset Tanja. But then again, she couldn’t have known that she had
developed such an odd attachment to a tiny, and even after she had asked, Tanja
hadn’t really given her an explanation as to who Christina had been. Wondering
if she, Sandra, or even that other girl were still alive in her stomach, as she
could feel nothing more than an occasional weak tickle beneath her left breast,
Joséphine crossed the main road at a green traffic light along with some other
pedestrians. It was just when she had gotten to the other side, walking down
the sidewalk a little further, that she suddenly felt yet another slight tingle
in her lower body, deep inside her vagina. Josie gasped a little.
Oh
dear. She thought to herself. I totally
forgot about you.
Again,
she felt a bit embarrassed and even cruel, realising that another tiny woman
was still somewhere inside her womanhood, but there wasn’t really much she
could do at the moment. The whole thing with Christina had made her completely forget
about her, and she hadn’t felt her since then either. Maybe she had passed out
and just woken up again.
“Shit.”
Joséphine muttered to herself, awkwardly trying to walk normally while the
shrunken woman inside her vagina started moving around even more, making her
feel aroused again.
To
make things worse, her intestines let out a loud rumbling noise at this moment,
most likely scaring the tiny trapped deep inside her loins. Flinching a little
as another wave of lust rushed through her body all of a sudden, Joséphine
flashed an embarrassed smile at a pedestrian who gave her a slightly concerned
look, rolling her eyes in disbelief once he had passed by. Since she was unable
to do anything about the little one wriggling around down there, Josie simply
tried to pull herself together as best she could. Then she continued to walk
the remainder of the way home, only stopping every so often and leaning against
a house wall for a couple of moments when the squirming sensation inside her
got all too strong. To her dismay, it was during one of these pauses that a girl
around her age walking by stopped next to Joséphine, raising an eyebrow and looking
up and down at her with a worried look on her face.
“Are
you okay?” The girl asked, glancing at the hand Josie had placed on her lower
belly.
“Yeah,
yeah.” She replied with a wave of her other hand, smiling awkwardly. “Cramps.”
“Oh,
I feel that.” The other girl said with a pained, empathetic frown. “Do you…
want me to call a taxi for you or something?” She asked, looking as if she were
at a bit of a loss.
“Nah,
it’s okay.” Joséphine said. “I live just around a corner. Almost there.”
“Oh,
okay. Take care.” The girl said and nodded politely as she turned around to
walk on.
“You
too. And thanks.” Josie said, turning around as well before continuing down the
road.
After
another few minutes of clumsily walking down the street, she finally reached
the front door of the apartment building she lived in with her family, pulling
her keys out of her handbag and fumbling around a bit to unlock the door. Joséphine
cursed beneath her breath as her stomach started to noisily glorp and gurgle
and as well, apparently going into full digestion mode. This made the tiny
woman in her vagina panic even more, so that Josie decided to just take the
elevator up instead of taking the stairs, even though she was a bit
claustrophobic.
When
she stepped out of the elevator again and walked the few remaining steps to the
flat she lived in, she prayed that her parents weren’t awake anymore and
wouldn’t start some kind of conversation with her, given that she really had to
take care of this situation first. Opening the door and finding that all the
lights were off, Joséphine breathed a sigh of relief and then went straight to
the small bathroom next to her room, turning on the light inside and then locking
the door behind her. Then she quickly pulled her panties down and gently
reached into herself. Josie let out a gasp as she closed her fingers around the
wriggling little person and slowly lifted her out, also pulling up her
underpants again with her other hand. She frowned a little at the sight of the
woman, all soaked in fluid and coughing as she tried to get her bearings. It
did not take long for her to start hurling insults at Joséphine.
“You!
You fucking bitch!” She yelled, sounding completely hysterical. “You fucking ate
my friend! You ate Sandra!” The tiny shrieked over and over again, as if she
was having a fit.
Joséphine
gave her a pained, even slightly apologetic look. She didn’t normally talk to
tinies, and while she did like to eat a box of them every now and then, she did
feel just a bit guilty about the unnecessary ordeal she had put this one
through. Playing along with Tanja’s games had been fun, but she didn’t feel any
intrinsic motivation to torture the little ones either.
“Look,
I’m really sorry about that. I got carried away a little back there.” Joséphine
explained, giving the wriggling, slime-covered tiny another contrite look. “I
shouldn’t ha…”
Unfortunately,
her attempt at an apology was rendered somewhat ineffective by another loud
gurgle from her belly, followed by a surge of air and digestive gasses rising
up through her oesophagus. Josie’s eyes widened as she realised what was
coming, but she raised her other hand up to her mouth a bit too late, allowing
a satisfied burp to escape from the depths of her stomach. The tiny woman she
had been dangling in front of her face was nearly blown away by the gust of hot
air, smelling faintly of stomach acid, alcohol, and cigarette smoke. As the
tiny started to cough and retch again, Joséphine’s face ran red with
embarrassment.
“Oh
my God, I didn’t wan…”
“Fuck
you!” The shrunken woman interrupted her, bursting into another fit of rage. “You
just gonna eat my friend and act like you’re sorry about it?”
“Well,
I didn’t know she was your friend.” Joséphine said compunctiously, rolling her
eyes in exasperation when her guts produced another ill-timed gurgle. ‘Was’
indeed. She thought.
“So,
what are you waiting for? Go fucking eat me too then!” The tiny barked resentfully.
Josie
frowned again. She hadn’t really thought about how she wanted to dispose of
this little one yet. Before she had gotten back home, she had imagined she
would just flush her down the toilet and be done with her, but then the tiny
had started talking to her, and made her feel bad about herself again. Remembering
that the other girl her rumbling stomach was digesting just now had already
been deprived of being reunited with her boyfriend, Joséphine imagined that she
at least owed this one to be reunited with her friend. Not that she believed
that there was too much left of the shrinkies at this point, given the ruckus
inside her belly.
“Okay.
Sorry again, it’s really nothing personal.” She said and opened her mouth,
tossing the tiny inside without further ado.
“Wait!
Stop! I didn…” The shrunken women screamed all of a sudden.
However,
Joséphine wanted to avoid even more of a scene and was really getting tired
now, so she simply pushed the squirming tiny towards the back of her mouth with
her tongue and then swallowed her with a quick gulp. For another second or two,
she felt her slide down her throat, then the sensation disappeared behind her
ample breasts. It seemed that she went down without putting up much of a fight,
the feeling of her kicking and squirming briefly becoming a bit more apparent
again as she slipped through Josie’s cardia and splashed into her stomach. This
was somewhat unexpected when one considered her earlier combative behaviour.
Well,
I guess she was just well-lubricated.
Joséphine thought to herself with a sheepish grin.
Then
she stretched herself and yawned, unlocking the bathroom door again and quietly
going to her room. Having slowly closed the door behind her so that she didn’t
wake anyone up, she turned on the little lamp on her nightstand and then got
undressed, her stomach contents still audibly sloshing around inside of her as
she slipped into a pair of light pyjamas. Yawning yet again, Joséphine let
herself fall onto her bed and placed her hand on her bare midriff,
absent-mindedly playing around with her belly button piercing for a few moments
while listening to the visceral glorping sounds. Why was her tummy so upset
today? Was it the alcohol? Or the excitement? A mixture of both? Whatever it was,
it was giving her gas, as evidenced by Josie letting out another wet burp that
made her blush a bit again, even though she was all alone.
“Oof.”
She muttered to herself, smacking her lips as she pulled the blanket up to her
neck and snuggled her face against her soft pillow. “Pardon me.”
For
a few more minutes, she just lay in bed with her eyes closed, drifting in and
out of a light sleep. At one point, she briefly considered writing a message to
Tanja telling her that she was home by now, but then she remembered that her
smartphone was still in her handbag, and she couldn’t be bothered to get up
again. It probably would be better anyway to hold off texting her until the
next morning, since she didn’t want to come across as too obsessed with her
either. She could get a bit carried away with these sorts of things, and she
wasn’t even too sure how serious Tanja was about it. It could have just been a
one-time encounter, but Joséphine really did hope that they would still get to
know each other a little bit better. Feeling flustered again as she recalled
the events of the evening, Joséphine yawned once more and then slowly drifted
off to sleep, thinking of Tanja and her stunningly beautiful, perfect body.
***
After
Joséphine had left, Tanja had returned to the table, feeling just a bit lost at
what she was supposed to do next. She wasn’t able to spend any more time with
Josie, all the tinies she had brought along for the evening had been eaten, and
somehow, she wasn’t really in the mood to dance with the others either now. While
she had come to the conclusion that losing Chrissie was an acceptable price to
pay for getting to know Josie, she was feeling moody now, which wasn’t fun at
all. Somewhere at the back of her mind, Tanja was aware that she was annoyed
that she couldn’t hang out with Joséphine and get to know her a bit better this
evening, but it was an uncomfortable thought, one that made her feel dependent
and even a little vulnerable. And so, unable to get what she really wanted
right here and right now, she decided to fill the feeling of emptiness inside
of her with more drinks. By the time her friends started coming back to the table,
she had already downed another three cocktails all on her own.
“Hey
you!” Jessica said cheerfully, dropping into her chair again. It looked like
she had been enjoying herself quite a bit on the dance floor after all. “Where
have you been all this…” She began, interrupting herself as she noticed that
her friend wasn’t all there. “Tanja?”
“Huh?”
The blonde began, the normally sharp expression in her icy blue eyes replaced
by a hazy, unfocussed blur. “Whaddya mean, where have I… tch…” She babbled,
stifling a belch.
“Tanja?
Are those yours?” Jessica asked, her eyes widening as she saw the empty
glasses.
“So
what?” Tanja shot back petulantly, her speech audibly slurred. “You can’t tell
me what…”
“Are
you okay?” Jessica asked with furrowed brows, completely ignoring Tanja’s
whining as she got up again to walk over and put her arms around her.
“What’s
going on?” Asked Alessia, who had just come back to the table too, closely
followed by Lisa. They looked exhausted from dancing, and Lisa also appeared a
little tipsy herself.
“I
think she’s had a bit too much to drink again.” Jessica explained caringly,
nodding towards the three empty cocktail glasses on the table and giving Tanja
another hug.
“I
did not!” Tanja protested, her slurred speech proving otherwise.
“Right.”
Alessia sighed. “Wait here, I’m gonna get some water.” She then said, giving
Tanja a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “Hang in there.”
“What’s
the matter, sweetie?” Lisa asked as she sat down, grabbing Tanja’s hand and looking
genuinely concerned about her friend. “We were wondering where you went.”
“You
guys worry waaaay too much.” Tanja babbled. “I had a great evening, you know.
And I’m feeling just fi…” She began, interrupting herself as she suddenly
leaned over the table.
Jessica
and Lisa jerked back a little, fearing for just a moment that Tanja was going
to throw up right onto the table. But instead, the blonde just let out a ripping,
raucous burp. Thankfully, the loud electronic music still drowned out the
sound, so that only a couple of patrons in the immediate vicinity darted the
girls some disapproving looks. Still, the mishap was enough for Jessica to run
red with shame, looking around the table with an apologetic look in her eyes
while Lisa buried her face in her hands, barely able to contain her giggling.
“Jesus
Christ, Tanja!” Jessica moaned. “Was that really necessa…”
“Huh?”
Tanja said, sounding surprised, and apparently not listening. “Ramona? Is that
you?”
“What?
What are you talking abou…” Jessica began again, following Tanja’s gaze.
It
was only then that she noticed a shrunken woman lying in a puddle of spit on
the table. She was a Vortex tiny, undoubtedly one of those that Tanja had
brought along for the evening, but her black overalls were all torn up, and
soaked with spit and slime. As far as Jessica could tell, her skin also was
strangely pink and distorted in places, almost as if parts of it had molten. It
was particularly evident in her face, which looked more like that of a zombie
than a human being. Jessica surmised that she had been burped up again by Tanja
in this semi-digested state, and she was kind of glad that the woman was too
small to make out any details. But what did make her feel somewhat sick to her
stomach was that the tiny was still moving.
“Oh,
for the love of…” Jessica exclaimed, feeling profoundly uncomfortable all of a
sudden. Lisa too had stopped laughing, looking slightly pale.
“Ramona?”
Tanja asked again, picking up the tiny and lifting her up to take a closer look
at her. Then she burst into a fit of laughter. “What the fuck happened to your
face?”
Jessica
cringed. “Here, let me throw that away for you.” She said, reaching for a
napkin.
“No.”
Tanja said childishly, putting her hands around tiny Ramona, who had started to
make some quite unsettling rattling noises as she tried to breathe again.
“She’s mine.” She insisted, fighting off some of Jessica’s attempts to grab the
half-dead shrunken woman with the napkin before defiantly stuffing her in between
her large breasts again.
For
a moment, Ramona’s squirming legs continued to stick out between Tanja’s bulging
tits, aimlessly kicking around before the tiny slipped in deeper, disappearing
completely into the blonde’s ample cleavage and out of Jessica’s reach. Deciding
to let Tanja have her way again and not make even more of a fuss about this
little incident, Jessica sat down in her chair and put the napkin back on the
table, darting her inebriated friend a disapproving look. It was just then that
Alessia came back with four glasses of water, putting them down on the table.
“I
wasn’t sure if you guys wanted some water as well.” She explained, looking at
Jessica and Lisa. She immediately picked up that something had happened. “Did I
miss something?”
“Well,
uh… yeah, you don’t wanna know.” Lisa said flatly, clearing her throat before
taking a glass of water from Alessia and downing almost its entire content in
one gulp.
“Oookay.”
Alessia said cautiously, her deep brown eyes wandering over to Jessica and
giving her a curious look as she handed her a glass of water as well. Jessica
simply shook her head.
“Let’s
just say Tanja’s had enough alcohol for today.” She finally said.
Seeing
that she wasn’t going to get a straight answer out of them, Alessia just
shrugged and ostentatiously placed the remaining two glasses of water in front
of Tanja, giving her another pat on the shoulder. “Drink up, Tanja. I don’t
want any, and you need to stay hydrated.”
“Maybe.”
Tanja mumbled to herself, picking up one of the glasses and starting to drink.
Sitting
down again as well, Alessia quietly yawned and casually glanced at her
wristwatch. It was getting late, and with all of them obviously growing tired,
and Tanja drunk out of her mind once more, it was probably better to get going.
“I’m
getting tired.” She then said. “Should we call it a night soon?”
“Yeah,
I agree.” Jessica yawned. “My feet are killing me anyway.”
“Fine
by me.” Lisa said with a shrug while she checked some messages on her phone.
Alessia
then looked over at Tanja, who was unenthusiastically sucking at her glass of
water. “You think you can walk?” She then asked, only half joking.
“Yeah,
yeah.” The drunk girl replied with a dismissive wave of her hand, trying to get
up.
“Drink
your water first.” Jessica insisted. “Both glasses.”
“Ugh.”
Tanja grunted, rolling her eyes. “Fiiine.”
While
she reluctantly chugged the remaining water, the other three girls rose to
their feet and got ready to leave. Once Tanja had finished the second glass as
well, she too carefully got up, waving her hand in refusal when Jessica walked around
the table again to assist her.
“Really,
it’s okay, Jessi. I can walk.” She said, still sounding inebriated, but less
antagonistic and perhaps even a bit rueful. Then she yawned. “Just gimme a
moment.”
Standing
up straight, she gave herself a couple of moments to get her bearings, then she
and her friends slowly headed towards the exit. Since Alessia wanted to avoid
getting into another conversation with Marie, who was still putting herself at
the centre of attention on the dance floor, they took a slight detour through
the crowds, until they finally reached the main doors and stepped outside
again. Tanja still wasn’t particularly secure on her feet, and so Jessica put
her arms around her again and supported her for the rest of the short walk to the
car, despite her drunk friend’s repeated insistence that she was okay. Opening
the passenger door for her, Jessica helped her sit down and then took a seat in
the back of the car along with Lisa, giving Tanja another sisterlike pat on the
back as she buckled in.
“Almost
there.” She said reassuringly.
“I’m
tiiired.” Tanja babbled again, her head slumping to the side as she nearly fell
asleep.
“Just
don’t throw up in my car.” Alessia remarked jokingly as she started the motor.
Once
they had driven off and headed towards the suburbs again, the girls continued
chatting and laughing for a while, but now that they had left the club, all of
them began to realise how tired they were, and so the conversation wasn’t just
as lively as on their way in. This also was partially due to the fact that
Tanja didn’t really partake in it at all, dozing off every now and then, and
then suddenly waking up with a surprised grunt again. She didn’t even really
seem to register when Alessia dropped off Jessica and Lisa at their front
doors, and neither of them really wanted to wake her up again either. And so,
Tanja seemed a little bit startled when the car came to a halt in her family
home’s driveway and Alessia pulled the handbrake.
“Huh?
What? Are we there?” Tanja asked.
“Yup,
this is you.” Alessia said, giving her a thoughtful look. “Want me to come in
with you for a moment or do you think you’ll manage?” She asked.
“Eh,
nah.” Her friend replied, unbuckling and letting out a big yawn that allowed
Alessia to look right into the back of her gaping throat for a moment. “I’m a
big girl, after all.” She then added with just a hint of self-deprecation.
“Right.”
Alessia smiled. “Good night. Sleep well.”
“Night.”
Tanja said, stepping out of the car and adjusting her dress. “And thanks for
driving.”
“Don’t
mention it.” Alessia replied with a kind wink and then turned the engine on
again.
“See
ya!” Tanja said, waving her goodbye as she reversed out of the driveway.
For
a few moments, Tanja looked on and kept waving while Alessia drove her car down
the quiet residential street, finally disappearing around the corner of the
next intersection. Then she turned around and went towards the front door,
still reeling, though not just as visibly as back at the club. Letting out a
sigh, she unlocked the front door and stepped into the hallway, slipping out of
her elegant shoes and heading upstairs to her room. Getting up the stairs was a
bit of a balancing act, but in the end, she got to the top without falling over
and went into her room, yawning again as she closed the door behind her and
turned on the lights.
“Ugh.”
She said to herself, squinting at the sudden brightness. “Glare.”
Then
she began to slip out of her dress, casually throwing it over her revolving
chair for now. Just when she took off her bra, with her taut, shapely breasts
nearly bursting out of their tight constraints, she suddenly noticed something
fall down from in between them, catching it with a knee-jerk movement of her
right hand before it fell onto the floor. When she lifted it up to her face
again to inspect it, she remembered that it was Ramona. The shrunken woman was
barely moving and her breathing sounded hoarse and laboured, but she was still
alive.
“Whoopsie.”
Tanja said, giving the shrunken woman in her palm an almost apologetic look. “Nearly
dropped you there.”
Ramona
simply continued to wheeze and cough, either unwilling or unable to respond.
“What
a night, huh?” Tanja continued in a conversational tone as she walked over to
the box on her desk, smirking to herself just a bit when she saw the shrunken
people inside suddenly awake to the sight of the half-naked giantess
approaching, frantically scrambling to their feet.
“Don’t
worry, guys.” Tanja giggled as she removed the lid and gave her bare belly a
pat. “I’m not hungry, so you’re safe for now.” Then she turned her attention
back to Ramona, who was still struggling to even stay conscious. “Night,
Ramona. Hope you’re still in one piece when you wake up.” She added, snorting
with laughter, and dropped her inside.
Then
she put the lid on the box again and turned around, taking off her underpants
as well as she dropped herself onto her bed with another relaxed sigh. Tanja
noticed that the sudden movement was making her head spin and that she was even
feeling a bit queasy now, so she decided against getting up again to put on some
pyjamas, instead just snuggling up beneath her soft, warm blanket. She smacked
her lips and rolled around for a few more moments to find the most comfortable
position for herself, and then she finally drifted off to sleep.
***
Across
town, in the depths of Joséphine’s stomach near her pyloric antrum, the
peristalsis and acid had reduced what was left of Christina’s dead body to a
twisted mass of flesh, muscles, tendons and bones by now. This mangled lump was
suddenly broken apart into even smaller pieces as the giant body surrounding it
turned around in its sleep, only to be violently sucked through the pylorus and
into Josie’s duodenum a few minutes later. This was accompanied by a visceral
gurgling noise that could even have been heard outside of the girl’s stomach,
only that she was fast asleep at this point, gently snoring into her warm
pillow a little.
Meanwhile,
the disembodied chunks that once had been Christina were squeezed further into
Joséphine’s duodenum along with more liquefied globs of chyme, slowly being
mixed with more digestive enzymes and bile being secreted from the girl’s gall
bladder and pancreas. Far too late for the devoured shrinkies, whose remains
were already a bit further down Josie’s intestines at this point, the yellowish
bile gradually began to lower the acidity of the chyme, preparing it for the
next stage of digestion. While Christina’s remains gently floated along the
curvature of the duodenum, another loud glorp from the pylorus announced the
arrival of yet another load of chyme from the stomach. This forced the mass of
sludge that contained most of her torn corpse even deeper into Joséphine’s gut,
while the thick soup now being squeezed in through the pyloric sphincter
contained a slightly more unusual piece of food: Due to Josie swallowing her so
much later, Marina had been caught in the process of the stomach already
emptying itself, and only spent a relatively short amount of time in the
churning sack before being sucked into her intestines alive. Unfortunately for
her, the duodenum was an even more hostile environment than Joséphine’s
stomach, like a long, winding underwater cave that was filled with acidic
chyme, and completely devoid of breathable air and oxygen.
Desperately
kicking around as she tried to hold her breath, Marina was mercilessly squeezed
along the slick walls of the duodenum for a few moments before another
intestinal movement sucked her even deeper into the fleshy tunnel. There, she
too was finally forced to breathe in, instantly inhaling hot chyme and bile
that quickly squeezed into every corner of her tiny body, suffocating her within
just a few agonising moments. For another minute or two, her lifeless corpse
simply drifted through the darkness, frozen in the position she had died in.
Then it was suddenly swept away by another contraction of the intestinal
muscles, accompanied by a wet groan of Joséphine’s uncaring digestive tract as
it sent her on to the next part of her journey.
Christina’s
flesh and bones had already made its way into the jejunum at this point,
aimlessly drifting through the undulating tube like pieces of flotsam. Had she
or any of the others still been alive at this point, and if there had been some
kind of source of light to illuminate this organic labyrinth behind Joséphine’s
pierced belly button, it would have provided for quite an impressive sight
indeed. Her small intestine was a seemingly endless, ever-winding tunnel, its
walls lined with strange projections that smoothly billowed in the musky broth
being pumped through them. Already, the first parts of Christina’s
disintegrating body that had been broken down sufficiently were being sucked up
by these villi, which served to extract nutrients from the chyme and divert
them into Joséphine’s bloodstream, so that her body could use them for itself. Over
the course of the next few hours, while the girl that had eaten her simply
slept on and turned around in her sleep every now and again, most of
Christina’s body would end up being fully absorbed, becoming nothing more than
a part of Joséphine. Just like Thomas had become a part of Tanja the night
before, nourishing her young and healthy body.
The
water that earlier had made up most of Christina’s body, down to the very tears
she had cried, would now simply serve to keep Joséphine’s vast organism
hydrated, becoming part of her blood, her sweat, her urine, and several other
bodily fluids. The protein which the giant girl’s digestive system extracted
from Christina’s remains, on the other hand, would become part of her muscles.
And those parts of the shrunken girl which were broken down further into lipids
and carbohydrates would end up being integrated into the soft fat tissue on
Josie’s body, in particular her breasts and her shapely butt cheeks, but also
her belly, her hips and her thighs. Even Christina’s bones eventually began to
break down as they floated further and further along the gurgling depths,
gradually turning into powdery clouds that too were swiftly slurped up by the
villi, the calcium gained from them serving to reinforce Joséphine’s bones and
strengthen her pearly white teeth. By the time the tinies’ digested remains
passed through the girl’s ileum, very little remained of them except for some paltry,
bleached bone fragments, strands of hair, and miniscule finger- and toenails
that could not be further broken apart by Joséphine’s body due to the high
amounts of indigestible keratin they contained.
Marina’s
body, which had entered the girl’s intestines relatively intact, had also been
stripped down during the hours of its journey through the jejunum and the
ileum, the mechanical forces inside Joséphine’s gut being strong enough to peel
most of her flesh off her skeleton by the time it reached the ileocecal valve. There,
it was violently slurped through the entrance to the large intestine, and
splashed into a brown pool of goop resting at the bottom of the caecum, a pouch
at the beginning of the giant girl’s large intestine. This mass of largely digested
chyme which had been stripped of most of its nutrients also contained what
little was left of Sandra, Christina and the other woman. And just moments
later, another muscular contraction began to squeeze it along further, up
Joséphine’s ascending colon. As it slid along the large intestine, the chunk
containing the remains of the shrunken women was drained of fluids, having
turned into a mushy log by the time it was squeezed through the girl’s
transverse colon. There, it passed right underneath Joséphine’s empty stomach
as it let out a first hungry growl during the early morning hours, a sound the
sleeping giantess didn’t take any note of.
Finally,
reaching the last part of its journey through the digestive system, the faecal
tomb of the shrinkies travelled along another bend and slipped down Joséphine’s
descending colon, landing on top of another chunk of warm, soft shit. Coming to
rest in the lowest bend of the sigmoid colon, the remains of the four digested
tinies were further pressed together as more faecal matter came sliding down
the colon, forming an increasingly solid turd. All the while, Joséphine rolled
around in her bed during the early morning, shaking them around in their
foul-smelling grave. This was followed by a blast of hot air and residual
digestive gases being forced along the intestinal walls just a little bit
later, making its way past the log of shit the dead tinies were encased in, and
exiting through Joséphine’s anus as a quiet fart.
***
Joséphine
woke up about half an hour later, feeling the first warm beams of sunlight
tickle in her nose and tiredly rolling around onto her belly with a soft groan
as she realised that it was still quite early in the morning. She dozed for
another few minutes, until a loud gurgle from her empty stomach reminded her
that she hadn’t eaten anything since the early evening of the previous day,
before heading out to the night club. That excluded the tiny women she had
swallowed, but Joséphine hadn’t considered those to be a proper meal, and
therefore already forgotten about them. Turning onto her back and stretching
herself, Josie yawned and then slowly sat up in her bed. Since she felt a bit
thirsty, she reached for the glass of water on her nightstand and drank a few
gulps, feeling the cold water rehydrate her slightly dry mouth and then travel
down her oesophagus into her stomach. However, this only seemed to activate her
digestive tract, causing her stomach to let out another pushy groan and her gut
to gurgle noisily. Already able to feel some bubbles of air move through her
intestines again, Joséphine put the glass back on the table and rose to her
feet, letting the excess gas leave her body as another subdued fart. This also
made her become aware of the slight pressure in her lower abdomen, and for just
a moment, she was undecided which bodily urge of hers she was going to address
first. But then she decided that it would be better to go to the toilet first,
so that she could enjoy her breakfast in peace. Now that she was awake and up
on her feet, Joséphine also noticed that her bladder was feeling quite heavy as
well, easing her decision even more.
Covering
her mouth as she let out a hearty yawn, Josie went over to her handbag and
grabbed her phone first, then she shuffled out of her room, digging her bare
toes into the pleasantly warm carpet. Then she went over into the little bathroom
next to her room again, locking the door behind her and pulling down her
underwear and her pyjama pants as she rested her soft butt cheeks on the toilet
seat. First taking care of the pressure on her bladder by releasing a jet of
hot urine into the porcelain bowl, Joséphine sighed and unlocked her phone,
checking on her social media profiles for a few more moments. Once she was done
urinating, she relaxed the muscles in her lower abdomen, allowing for her
sphincter to open and another fart to escape from between her buttocks. Then
she pushed a little, allowing for a large, soft turd to slip out of her rectum
and land in the water below with a gentle splash.
But
Joséphine felt that her bowels still hadn’t completely emptied yet, and grunted
quietly as she clenched the muscles in her abdomen again, pushing out another,
somewhat denser log. It was this turd that contained the mortal remains of the
shrunken women. But while the others now were nothing more than tiny white
specks littered across the soft log, Marina’s skeleton was still fairly intact
and would have been visible to anyone who would have looked. Tragically, nobody
did. Now feeling relieved at having emptied her bladder and released the end
products of her digestive process from her bowels, Joséphine rose to her feet
again and began to clean herself. Along with some more shit, she also wiped
some tiny bone fragments and hair that once had been part of Christina off her
anus, then she casually threw the used toilet paper into the porcelain bowl as
well, covering up the turds floating at its bottom. Then, with one casual
movement, she pressed the flush button, bringing the shrunken women’s funeral
to a sudden conclusion as they were sucked down into the municipal sewers.
Joséphine,
meanwhile, was left completely unaffected and even unaware of what she had just
done, having confined the deaths of the tiny women inside her belly to just a
minor, insignificant memory stored somewhere in the furthest recesses of her
brain. Just like that of all the other shrunken people she had already eaten
before. Cheerfully singing to herself, she pulled her panties and her pyjama
trousers up again, simply letting go and allowing the firm elastic waistband to
snap around her hips. This caused her curvy butt cheeks, in which the digested
remains of Christina and the others were now entombed forever, to wobble
slightly, and they continued to jiggle up and down for a little more as
Joséphine went over to the sink to wash her hands with some hot water and soap.
Ignoring another pushy growl from her stomach, the girl first proceeded to
brush and floss her teeth, then she looked at herself in the mirror for a
moment to unruffle her curly black hair a little. It didn’t really work out as
she had hoped, but since it was the weekend and she wasn’t going out, Joséphine
decided to just let it be.
Feeling
in a strangely good mood despite having a lot of studying and preparations to
do over the next two days, she started humming to herself again and unlocked
the bathroom door. She then stepped out and into the hallway, heading over to
the kitchen to make some breakfast for herself. Joséphine didn’t bother to
check if her parents were there; both of them were doctors at the local university
hospital and worked a lot of early shifts, especially on Saturdays, so it was
rare for her to run into them in the morning. But she had a good relationship
with them, especially with her mother, who was one of the attendings at the
hospital’s emergency unit.
As
she entered the kitchen, Joséphine looked around the cupboards for a moment,
undecided about what she wanted to have for breakfast. But when she found
herself lost for choice again, another wet gurgle from inside her bare belly
prompted her to simply grab a breakfast cereal from the shelf. Taking some
fresh milk out of the refrigerator and pouring herself a bowl, she sat down at
the kitchen table and turned on the television. For a few moments, Joséphine
just sat there in silence, eating her breakfast, and listening to the weather
forecast. All pointed to it just being another boring autumn weekend; overcast,
with some rainfall here and there, and temperatures around ten degrees. Josie swallowed
the mouthful of cereal and sighed. At least nothing would be distracting her
from getting some stuff done over the weekend.
Then
her phone vibrated, a single message appearing on the screen. It was from
Tanja.
Hey
you. Remember me?