A Short
Story from the Giantess Anthology
Foodie
Taster Course Part 1
By Richard
C.H. Davies
Warning this
story contains: Hard vore, soft vore, shrunken men, shrunken women, point of
view, handheld, willing and unwilling
"Oh my god. I'm such a foodie, I absolutely love it.
I love food," Mark exclaimed as he scrolled through his phone showing
Georgina (they called her Georgie) photos of all of the dishes he had eaten
recently.
"I can't get enough of it," he continued
incessantly.
Georgie nodded excitedly.
"I know. I do wonder whether there are other people
out there who like food as much as us?" she asked rhetorically.
"Agreed, I think the same. I don't think it’s
possible," he smiled. "I've got a surprise, I've signed us up to this
special Foodie taster course. It’s going to be absolutely epic," he sent
Georgie the link to her phone.
She looked at her phone and scrolled through, her face
lit up with joy and excitement.
"OMG! I love you so much, you're such an amazing
friend... I can't wait to share this on Insta!"
The two of them being habitual Instagram and Twitter
users were very keen to get some more likes and hits on their posts. Mark had
seen the opportunity to attract more traffic to his profile.
They clicked away on their phones for a while.
"When is it?"
"I've just sent you a calendar invitation," he
replied, looking at his phone.
*
They both arrived at the venue. It fronted as a
restaurant open to the public, they were greeted at the door.
Mark showed his voucher and booking to the staff member
who warmly welcomed them for the Foodie Special Taster Experience.
He led them through the public restaurant, it was still
very quiet at the moment, only being early morning.
Then they passed through private tasting booths.
"Are we going to be in there later?" Mark asked
with interest, taking pictures on his phone.
"Yes, that's right. You'll be there later,"
their guide replied.
Then they passed through a large kitchen, Mark and
Georgie looked around the large kitchen in awe. This was where the magic of
food was created.
Then they continued through to some further rooms. There
were a few class and training rooms, then they seemed to reach the back. This
venue seemed to be bigger than it appeared on the outside. They must have
knocked through and adjoined with another building.
They were led into a waiting area with some soft
furnishing.
"Okay, here we are. Please take a seat. Can I get
you anything? We have some complementary sweets and drinks already set out for
you."
"Thank you," Mark and Georgie both smiled and
picked up a drink.
"Okay," the guide picked up his tablet.
"I've got a few questions for you before you start. Thank you for your
medical and allergy information. I know its a bit more detailed than normal but
we take everything very seriously here. Okay, so what is your preference?
Starter, main or pudding?"
"Main," Mark blurted out.
"Pudding," Georgie said with smile.
"Okay, great, thanks. Let's see," he scrolled
on his tablet a bit. "Just need you to sign this here, its just those
standard boilerplate waivers,"
He passed the tablet over and they both quickly signed
the tablet, eager to get on with the Special Foodie Taster Experience; they
didn't bother reading the contract or the small print.
"Great, thanks if you will just pop inside there, we
have a special waiting area for you," they giggled excitedly and went
through a thick looking door into a very dark room with a very simplistic dark
bench.
"Okay, a bit different..." Mark murmured with a
curious smile.
The door shut behind Georgie without their guide. There
was the sound of a seal and a lock.
"Huh?" Georgie looked back at the door in
confusion. She stepped back to it and tried to open it but the handle wouldn't
budge.
"It's locked..."
"This must be some kind of joke..." Mark
started. "I bet this is all part of the experience."
"Okay stand still please," a voice came through
on the ceiling speaker, causing them to momentarily look upwards. "Just
for about thirty seconds, smile for the camera, it’s the lens on the far wall,
can you see the lens?"
They both looked at the camera lens. There was a flash of
light and loud whirring. A huge amount of heat. They felt a sudden intense pain
and then darkness.
*
Mark woke up, feeling quite groggy and a bit cold as
well.
He looked around. Georgie was sitting nearby, completely
naked, clutching her knees to her body. Her face was lined with anxiety and
worry.
There was a large linear LED strip light above but the
diodes looked huge to him.
There were other naked people around them too.
Then he realised he was naked. He looked down in panic.
Completely naked. He hid his genitals with his hands.
"What the hell?" He exhaled in panic.
Several people looked over at him.
"We've all been knocked out and stripped naked and
put in here. We don't know where we are..." one of them spoke in a
panicked voice.
Mark's heart started to beat rapidly. This was
impossible, this was ridiculous.
"Let me talk to the manager," he stood up and
pushed his way through the group of people.
"There is no manager here. We are all just in this
room." There was a loud scratching noise and voices outside their room.
Their whole environment suddenly wobbled and shook. They
all started to panic.
Suddenly one of the walls of their room just fell
outwards, there were suddenly screams and shouts. People held hands to their
faces and clutched at their bodies.
There were a few whoops of excitement. There were some
people, men and women, bizarrely excited by what was happening. Mark couldn't
understand what they were saying but they were talking about how excited they
were to be in the mouth of a giant.
Mark looked out through the opening, where the wall used
to be, and he could see giant thighs of a person.
Then a few seconds later several giant faces appeared
where the wall had been. Huge human eyes peered inside the box, the eyes
flicked from one to the other checking them.
The occupants all stared at giant people who stared back
at them.
Suddenly the ceiling folded away as well and Mark
recoiled and stumbled backwards in shock as he saw their huge
surroundings.
There were giant men and women looking down at
them.
What the hell was this?
"Okay, make your selection, you all get four each. Make
sure you pick a few of each colour scheme." A female giant in the same
uniform as their guide said to the giant people.
Everything seemed to suddenly blur. Mark felt light
headed. This wasn't happening.
He realised that he had some colour painted on his chest.
It was blue. Georgie was red. He dipped a finger into it and tasted it. It
tasted like icing sugar.
There were more screams as giant hands descended down
into their room, which now appeared to be a box.