All of Leah's memories were completely gone. She had no recollection of who she was (aside from her name), where she came from, or even where the hell she currently was. 

Everything was dark. It was impossible for her to make out a single thing around her. What she could tell by feeling her way around, was that she was trapped in some kind of glass room or something. 

Honestly, Leah knew she should be completely freaking out. However, with her lack of memories, she had no way of knowing whether or not this kind of situation was cause for alarm. 

Meanwhile, Eric was just getting home from work. He took a glance at his watch to see that it was only 3:49, meaning it wasn't quite time for dinner yet. He frowned. Having taken an early lunch at 11 am, he was beginning to feel quite peckish. "I guess I'll have a snack," he muttered to himself as he hung up his jacket and kicked off his shoes. 

Leah's eyebrows shot up as she took note of the strange loud noises she was hearing, but couldn't see the cause of. She became even more perplexed when she heard a voice, a man's voice. 

Then there came a loud thudding sound that increased in volume as it seemed to get nearer and nearer. Leah stood frozen in place as suddenly a blast of light struck her. She was temporarily blinded by the unexpected brightness, and was forced to blink away the spots in her vision. 

Before he had opened up the pantry door, Eric had been wondering if he even had any suitable snacks. He hadn't been grocery shopping in a while, so it was possible his stores were totally depleted in the snack department. 

Eric let out a low sigh as he sifted through the various boxes, bags, and cans contained on the shelves of the pantry. He had just nudged a box of rice to the side when he caught sight of something he'd forgotten he still had. 

A pleased smile spread across his face as he looked at the minature woman confined within a small jar. He instantly knew exactly what he'd be having for his snack. 

When Leah's vision finally cleared up, the first sight she was greeted with was one she couldn't believe. A giant hand was effortlessly shoving a massive box to the side, and the giant hand belonged to...Leah gulped. 

She might not have had any memories, but Leah was pretty sure gigantic people were not the norm! The giant appeared to be a young man, and a fairly handsome one at that. He had warm beige skin, a head of curly brown hair, and a set of hazel eyes that were focused directly on Leah. 

Before Leah could even consider what she should do, the giant's hand was reaching towards her. She flinched, stumbling backwards till her back collided with glass. She could only watch as fingers longer than her entire body wrapped around the container she was stuck in. 

Eric gave a small chuckle at the tiny person floundering around in the jar before he picked it up and took it out of the pantry. Without sparing the jar, or the person inside it, a second look, he carried it at his side as he made his way over to the sofa in the living room. 

With a sigh of relief, Eric plopped down onto the comfortable piece of furniture. He kept the jar held in front of his body while he reached to the other side of the couch for the remote. 

Once he was situated with an episode of his favorite show playing on Netflix, Eric unscrewed the lid of the jar without looking down. 

Leah could not believe what she was seeing. This giant man wasn't the only giant thing, he lived in a whole massive house! Leah had to wonder whether the rest of the world was like this. Maybe she had been shrunk? Or transported to a world of giants? She could only guess. 

This giant man, whoever he was, didn't seem the least bit phased by the situation. In fact, he seemed to be treating the whole thing like it was the most normal thing in the world. The guy had hardly even acknowledged Leah's existence. He was just going about his day like she wasn't even there.

As soon as thing blocking the opening of her prison was removed, Leah had been expecting the giant to set her free. Instead, the man continued watching television while he held the container she was housed in on his lap. 

"Um, hey?" Leah tried. Judging by what she'd overheard from the giant earlier, the two of them seemed to speak the same language thankfully. 

She stared up through the opening of the jar, met with only the underside of the man's cleanshaven jaw. He gave no response. Maybe he hadn't heard her over the volume of the TV? 

"Hey!" Leah tried again, a bit louder this time. 

When Eric heard the little woman speak, a frown formed on his face. He perferred his snacks to stay quiet, especially when he was trying to watch something. Rather than give the tiny thing the attention it wanted, Eric lightly jostled the jar and issued a hush, without looking away from the TV.

The reaction Leah got from the giant had not been what she had expected at all. The sudden movement of her prison had sent her stumbling to keep her balance, and the man's dismissive quieting sound had been more than a little demeaning. 

Leah wanted to try to talk to the giant again, but as she stared up at his towering form, she was reminded of the potential consequences pissing him off could have. "Maybe if I wait until his show is done?" she wondered to herself uncertainly. 

When a minute passed with no further distractions from the woman, Eric was satisfied that his message had gotten across. He relaxed even further into the couch and kicked up his feet onto the coffee table. 

A little while passed, and Leah was reluctantly waiting for the giant's show to finish so she could try talking to him again. She stood at the back of the glass container, her arms folded over her chest as she leaned against the wall. She had taken to watching the TV. It seemed to be displaying some sort of comedic doctor show. She didn't find it all that funny, but it was interesting to learn more about the world even through a ficticious television program. 

So distracted Leah had become, that she didn't even notice the enormous hand hovering over her until it had dropped down and taken a hold of her. Two huge digits pinched her at her sides. She struggled against the grip but gained absolutely zero headway before the hand was lifting up and carrying her with it. 

Eric didn't bother to look away from the TV as he fished for the tiny person in the jar. When she began squirming he just tightened his hold on her. Once she was out of the jar, he discared the thing on a nearby side table. 

With his right hand now free, Eric dropped the woman into it. He spared her a quick glance to see what position she was in before clamping his thumb over her middle so she couldn't move around too much. 

Leah let out a grunt as she was uncerimoniously dumped into the palm of one of the giant's hands. She only had the chance to flop over onto her back before she was pinned down by a massive thumb. It pressed into her like a seatbelt almost, effectively keeping her restrained. 

She had had enough of this manhandling. Whether the show was finished or not, Leah was going to speak up. "What are you doin--" Before she could finish her sentence, the giant's other hand was coming at her. 

While his mom had always told him not to play with his food, Eric had a hard time containing himself when it came to the little people. They were just so fun to mess with, and the way they squeaked and squealed just made him all the more excited to eat them. 

The tiny woman currently in his hands was being especially fun. Her desperate squirms and indignant sputtering were endlessly amusing. It was almost enough to make him look away from his show, but not quite. Instead, Eric rolled the woman around and poked at her absentmindedly while he kept his attention on the TV. 

Leah could not believe what she was being subjected to. This man was fiddling with her and playing around with her like she was some kind of toy! She didn't need to have her memories to know this shit was not normal! 

And every attempt Leah made at shouting out to the giant was swiftly muffled into the skin of one of the giant's fingers or his palm. There was absolutely nothing she could do but endure the degrading treatment. 

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, but was probably no more than a few minutes, the giant's fiddling finally came to a stop. Leah lay flat on the man's palm, feeling completely exhausted from the less than gentle handling she'd just been subjected to. 

Of course, she didn't even get the chance to catch her breath before she was being plucked up once again.

The giant hand was wrapped around the lower half of Leah's body. Her arms were pinned to her sides, making it impossible for her to doing anything more than wiggle helplessly. 

She stared at the giant's face, but he wasn't paying her even an ounce of attention. His eyes remained focused on the television, even as the hand holding her raised up. The movement stopped once Leah was being held directly in front of the man's mouth. "What's going on?!" she demanded. 

Eric ignored the tiny woman's question. He made a habit out of not conversing with his food. Instead, he simply stuck out his tongue and ran it along the upper half of the woman's body. 

He let out a soft mmmm sound as his tastebuds absorbed the delicious flavor. The little people always tasted good, but this one seemed to be especially tasty. He would have to be sure to savor it thoroughly. 

Leah was frozen in shock as the giant licked her. The wet, bumpy muscle slowly traveled up the front of her body. It was impossible for her to miss the pleased hum that came from the giant's far too close mouth. 

Suddenly everything began to make a lot more sense to Leah. The giant barely acknowledged her and treated her far from an equal. The reason why? He didn't view her as a person like him. He viewed her as food. 

While she had certainly been freaked out before, at her new revelation, Leah's panic and fear had increased tenfold. She struggled desperately against the giant's grip, but it proved fruitless. He was just too strong. 

After his first lick, his snack had become even more ansty. Eric figured she had finally figured out what her fate was. He internally chuckled at her pitiful attempts at escaping. All it took was the slightest flex of his fingers for her to be effortlessly restrained. 

Eric returned his attention to the TV as he went in for another lick. Before his tongue made contact, the little person cried out a desperate "no!" Of course, the plea fell on deaf ears. 

Once again the giant ignored Leah as he continued to move his tongue towards her. She recoiled back as far as she could but it made no difference. The muscle's second pass over her body left her absolutely drenched in saliva. It was almost as if the first taste of her had caused the giant to begin to salivate. 

For the next couple minutes Eric lapped at his snack. Occassionally he would add a little finesse to his licks, like moving his tongue in a zig-zag pattern, or spending an extra long time on her face. 

By the time he had finally grown tired of simply tasting the minature person, the upper half of her body was entirely coated in his saliva. The sight brought a smile to Eric's lips. It was always pleasing to see tangible proof of one's claim on something. 

Eric let out a warm sigh, the air blowing past the woman. His show was coming to its end, and as much as he'd enjoyed licking his snack, he figured it was about time he move things along. He was still hungry after all. 

Leah did not like the look on the giant's face one bit. If he really did consider her to be food, then she would be subjected to a lot more than just licking. "Don't eat me, please!" she begged, trying to catch the giant man's eye. 

Surprisingly, the giant actually did meet her gaze for once. He rolled his eyes, as if annoyed by her pleading for her life. 

"Save your begging," Eric told the woman in annoyance. He didn't like to actually talk to the little people, but he was so tired of always hearing them whining before he ate them. "You're a snack, and snacks get eaten. End of story." 

Leah shook her head vigorously. "No, no--" She didn't get the chance to continue before she was uncerimoniously popped into the giant's mouth. 

If the woman wasn't going to shut up on her own, Eric figured he'd just have to make her. As soon as she was inside his mouth he felt himself calm down. It was hard to be tense with something so delicious on his tongue. 

Meanwhile, Leah was in hell. The giant's mouth was a moist, hot, dark cavern. Not to mention the fact that she was being relentlessly bombarded by the massive tongue she had become painfully familiar with. 

She was tossed about, sucked on, rolled around, and prodded at as if she were some kind of hard candy. There wasn't a single moment the tongue wasn't upon Leah in one way or another. 

Eric nearly moaned in pleasure as he took in more and more of his snack's delectable flavor. She really was far superior to any he'd had before, and the way she squirmed around in his mouth was positively delightful. 

The more he played around with her, the less he wanted to lose her for good. Of course, eating her would be incredibly satisfying and he could only imagine how nice her wiggling would feel in his belly. However, if he saved her...well he could have the opportunity to enjoy her even more. Eventually he would swallow her, but maybe keeping her around for a few more days wouldn't hurt. 

Leah had been pinned to the roof of the giant's mouth for at least a minute before suddenly the muscle dropped down. She fell with an oof, and before she could get her bearings, she found herself abruptly being dragged out into the light. 

She coughed and hacked, attempting to get the man's spit out of her mouth. When she finally righted herself, she realized she was sitting in the middle of the giant's palm. He was staring down at her with those hazel eyes of his.

"I've decided not to eat you quite yet," Eric told the woman simply. "You can be my little toy for the time being." 

The tiny person seemed dumbstuck. Not that Eric was shocked. They did have miniscule brains after all. He just chuckled before dropping her back into the jar she'd come from.