The Purple Bands - Ava Gets Stuffed
The large stretch limo arrived, pulling in front of the
entrance to the restaurant. Danielle and Lindsay greeted the superstar and
escorted her and an entourage of several other attractive women (who Ava had
introduced as “close, close friends,”) up the back stairs and into the
building. Lindsay guessed that they were just there to try eating people for
free, but she kept her suspicions to herself.
Lindsay looked out into the club. She eyed several cute boys
who started her belly rumbling. She frowned at their purple bracelets that
seemed to mock her from the wrist of what otherwise might be potential prey.
She couldn’t eat them. They were wearing purple bands. She would need to think
of a way around that.
As she daydreamed, she heard a noise behind her. It was some
guy trying to get into the club. A last
minute groupie, she thought. But looking more at the guy, she realized this
wasn’t the case. He was no more than a teenage boy, probably eighteen or
nineteen. In fact, she found him very cute. Something about him reminded her of
Danielle’s boyfriend Quinn.
The boy was arguing with the attendant, so she decided to
find out what the issue was.
“What’s the matter here?”, she asked as she eyed the boy up.
“This guy says he’s looking for his dad. Seems his dad is
going to Ava Max’ concert.”
“And he doesn’t know anything about Forbidden Dish”, Kyle
said, hoping that might sway the women. He looked into Lindsay’s eyes, thinking
her very attractive and hoping to gain her favor.
“Sorry
sweetie”, Lindsay said assertively, “the only way you’re getting through there
is to go to the concert. Which means you have to sign the waiver and pay the
fee.”
“But I don’t wanna go to the concert”, Kyle protested.
“Them's the rules, kid”, said Lindsay coldly. “Take it or
leave it. But I’ll say one thing – this concert is gonna be one heckuva wild
ride.” She nodded her head to the side, willing the boy to see her logic.
Kyle looked at the server. Damn, she is hot. Maybe there would be other hot girls inside.
Maybe he’d see Charity. Perhaps this wouldn’t be a wasted trip to just find his
dad after all.
“Alright, how much is it?”, he asked, reaching into his
pocket for his money clip.
“It’s right here, on the flyer”, said the attendant,
pointing to the hefty entrance fee.
“Geez. That much?”, Kyle grumbled.
You gotta pay…”, Lindsay said with a sly smile, “to play”.
“But Lindsay, he’s not twenty-one”, protested the attendant.
“Oh, I think we can make this one exception’, Lindsay said,
caressing Kyle’s cheek. “Besides, by the end of the night, I’m sure he’ll feel
like he’s twenty-one, atleast to me.”
Kyle didn’t know what she meant by the statement, but it
sounded good to him, as did the feel of her touch on his cheek.
Lindsay watched him quickly go through and sign the waiver
form and pay the fee.
“Here. Put this purple bracelet on”, she said, escorting the
boy into the large throng of onlookers.
--
“She’s here”, A rich deep voice said over Megyhn’s office
speaker. Megyhn smiled.
“Right on time”, she said. The girls could take care of
everything. They've done this before. She went back to writing invitation
letters to various celebrity stalkers. It was a great way to get a guaranteed
sale; besides, it was a public service after all.
--
While Ava was getting the star treatment, Skittles and the
rest of the band ‘Who Bit Fluffy?’ came in through the front. They came in
Hess's old run down van. Hess was Adela's favorite. If the band ever decided
that they no longer had use for him she had a nice spot for him to fill.
Speaking of filling spots, she hoped Ava didn't clean the place out. The fridge
was empty at home. Adela had to wait at the podium just in case more people
came in late. After the concert, she’d stand guard upstairs, but until then she
was left alone with her thoughts, most of which concerned Hess and a red
bracelet.
***
It wasn’t until Lindsay heard Danielle’s voice over the
loudspeaker that she realized her friend was up on stage.
“And now Ladies and Gentlemen; It is my great pleasure to
introduce ‘Who Bit Fluffy!’.”
Danielle hurried off the stage while Skittles and her posse
of mismatched rockers started jamming.
It appeared that Skittles had built her band by collecting a
musician of every genre of music and incorporating them into an unlikely
musical alliance. It seemed a ludicrous idea, but against all odds the band
seemed to mesh well and sounded a damn sight better than Ava did. Everybody
grew quiet when they played. Skittles and Hess were on Guitar, Bernard was on
bass, and Helmut was on drums. They did not look like a cohesive band. Every
one of them was in a completely different costume.
They played ‘The Almighty Dollarhide’, ‘Stuck Zipper’, and
were really getting into it, but then they played ‘Delicious Bran’ and Skittles
left the stage in tears. The band did two instrumentals that they'd perfected
for such occasions.
Despite the decent music, someone had dialed the sound up to
eleven, giving the base a particularly teeth-jarring quality. It almost hurt
Lindsay’s brain. With a last, longing glance at a particularly tasty boy (who
was wearing a purple bracelet and also completely unaware that he was being
sized up as a potential meal), Lindsay went in search of whomever was in charge
of the sound. She had the idea of asking him to turn things down a few notches
so she could hear herself think. She reasoned that if he turned out to be one
of those half deaf music junkies and didn’t want to turn the sound down, then maybe
she could convince him to be shrunk down and eaten and then she would turn the
sound down afterwards.
Seconds after she got the sound problem corrected, ‘Who Bit
Fluffy?’ finished playing. Figures.
When they were done there was only polite applause. Most of
the people had no idea who they were and were only there for Ava. Ava, on the
other hand, liked their work and decided that she'd ask them to open for her on
the rest of the tour. The lead singer of her previous band had a family
emergency and she had no other opening act.
After ‘Who Bit Fluffy?’ vacated the stage, Ava and her
backup dancers came forward surrounded by her personal security detail. The
crowd went wild. She smiled and blew a kiss in the general direction of the
audience.
"Thank all of you so much for coming out", she
said smiling. She was wearing ‘clothes’ that made the wait staff at Forbidden
Dish look conservative. It was mostly a series of straps that covered just
enough to be legal. (She was famous for dressing controversially)
Her backup dancers were similarly dressed, "Now, let's
make this worth your while!" She danced to pre-recorded music, but her
singing was real as far as anybody there could tell. The more obsessed fans, including
Chaz, sang along.
She sang many of her signature songs and tried out some new
stuff she'd been working on. When they were done, she and her dancers were
covered with a sheen of sweat. The crowd sounded like they were going to
rupture their vocal cords cheering.
"We're going to go get ready for dinner now. I can't
thank you enough for this," Ava said toweling off, "I'll see you
downstairs." She blew another kiss to the audience and was escorted back
through the employee stairwell.
--
Wil was confused. He had been amazed at how the size of the
crowd had grown since he’d arrived. And now, Ava had abruptly left the stage. I thought there'd be a signing before she
headed out.
Two of the waitresses stood at the door and called for the
people's attention. They'd closed the door, and he couldn't be certain, but it
almost looked like they locked it.
"Ok people, I need you to line up over there. I'm going
to take you down to Ava ten at a time. Please don't shove each other." She
was calm and professional and didn't take any of the grumbler's crap. "Ok,
The first ten can follow me", she filed out with ten fans while the purple
haired waitress watched the crowd and made sure they were orderly.
Wil quickly shuffled into line. Though he wasn’t near the
front, the vast majority of people were behind him, thankfully. He
congratulated himself for thinking quickly. Another minute and twenty or more
people might have gotten in front of him.
***
Lindsay guided each of the first ten into a shrinking booth,
then closed and locked the hatches down the line.
"All clear!", she yelled, then went by and pressed
each of the buttons working up the line. She grabbed a tray with a large bowl
on it and gathered each of the first ten shrinkies. She didn't dawdle, but she
didn't run either, but moved methodically. She took them downstairs through the
employee stairwell and to the clubroom.
Ava and her entourage were seated at the massive oak dinner
table. Other waitresses had brought the backup dancers shrunken people from the
main restaurant. Ava smiled as Lindsay placed the first bowl in front of her. She
peered delightfully into the bowl – seeing all the tiny naked people in all
their glory triggered her saliva glands to kick in – she licked her lips with
her tongue almost to keep from drooling:
"Thank you", she said politely, handing Lindsay a
20 (she did this each time Lindsay brought a new bowl), "I've never done
this before”, she was nervously drumming her fingers on the table as she talked
to the people in the bowl, "I'm not sure how to begin."
She picked up one of the men, "Are you sure this is
ok?" she asked Lindsay.
"Are you kidding?", the tiny man in her hand said,
"I've wanted this for a long time!" The others in the bowl nodded
enthusiastically. Ava started. She wasn’t used to her food talking. It sounded
like high-pitched squeaks, but she could understand them. It was very surreal.
“Don’t worry, they’ve all volunteered”, Lindsay assured her.
"Well, if that's how you feel I'd best not keep you waiting",
Ava said to the tiny man as she lowered him into her mouth. She made a strange
face as she tried to get used to his movement on her tongue. It took her a
while to work up the courage to swallow him.
"Oh wow, I can still feel him move! Is that normal?"
Lindsay nodded. Ava had an easier time with the next three since she finally
understood how to position them.
One tiny young man jumped up and down impatiently in the
bowl. When she picked him up, he said “King me, Ava.” She laughed, gave him a
salute with an imaginary sword, then swallowed him whole.
"Should I get another set of ten ready?" Lindsay
asked. Ava nodded as she swallowed a sixth.
“Just keep them coming. I’m going to try to break Taylor’s
record.” Her entourage cheered.
"Ok then, after I bring this one, I'll go get the next
ten and keep bringing them in sets of ten until you tell me to stop.
Ava nodded as she swallowed another one.
--
"Next ten people come on in. Single file please", Lindsay
called from the booth room.
Chaz was excited. He wanted to be in the first group, but
most of the people were too fast for him. He was giddy as she guided them into
the booths and closed the doors. He couldn’t wait to meet Ava. As his hatch was
locking, Chaz's hatch reality came crashing down on him.
"Wait! I don't want to get shrunk! I changed my
mind!", he yelled. Lindsay locked the last three hatches and looked down
the line.
"All clear!" she yelled.
"Didn't you hear me? I want out!", Chaz yelled,
banging on the hatch. The lock held firm. Lindsay must not have heard him. He
saw her pressing the buttons as she came up the line closer and closer to him.
Each time she pushed a button, a flash followed.
When she got to his hatch, he said loudly, “Excuse me miss!
Please unlock the door!"
She looked directly at him. There's no way she didn't notice
him, "Whew! For a second there I thought.." but before he could
finish she pushed the button.
--
Lindsay carried the bowl with the next ten to the table. She
was glad Danielle was only in charge of drinks. If she would've heard the guy
complaining, she would've backed up the whole system to save him. Lindsay knew
that if Ava had to wait too long between servings she'd start to feel full, and
in trying to save one idiot who changed his mind at the last minute, she'd get
nine people sold to someone else. If she filled up this early, more sales would
be lost, as Ava was paying a premium for each fan she swallowed. It was simple
math.
“Hey! What’s the big idea?”, the one that tried to back out
yelled.
She ignored him.
“I changed my mind! I don’t want to be eaten!”, He yelled
even louder.
“That’s between you and Ava. She purchased you, so she makes
that decision. I’m very sorry, but I can’t help you.” Lindsay had already
decided that if Ava let him off the hook she was going to make it a point to
eat the noisy fan. These stairs were hell on her feet and she deserved a
reward.
“Purchaser? I’m a human being! I can’t be purchased!”, he
yelled.
Lindsay pushed open the door and deftly switched Ava’s empty
bowl for the full one. Before the tiny man could gripe at her any more she was
back upstairs lining up the next ten.
Ava was on a roll now. She’d figured out how to swallow them
fast and decided that she needed to pick up the pace if she wanted to beat
Taylor’s record. No time to sit around and chat. Her best bet was to just pound
them down. She began to slurp them like oysters.
Chaz was trying to get Ava’s attention, but he wasn’t the
only one in the bowl that was yelling. The others were cheering her on as she
lifted them and quickly slurped them up. She downed five before finally
grabbing him.
“Ava! I changed my..” There wasn’t even a full second
between the time she grabbed him and the moment he was stuffed into her mouth.
Before he could wrap his mind around what happened he was being sucked down a
hot wet tube. He landed with a plop in her stomach and found himself in a huddle
of bodies. As he struggled to reach the top another person fell on him and
pushed him under the pile. Arms and legs buffeted him from all sides and held
him under the stomach acid.
Ava paused. That last one was really cheesy and she had
heard him squeak as she stuffed him into her mouth. She shrugged and grabbed
another. Lindsay brought in the next ten and dumped the last three into the new
bowl so she could take the empty one.
Ava continued to tuck in.
The others in her group were no longer eating. They were
watching and cheering her on. She’d already eaten twenty with no signs of
slowing down.
***
Lindsay came back and lined up the next ten. Wil waved over
the purple haired woman.
“What’s taking so long?”, he asked.
“Don’t worry, I’m sure she’s eating as fast as she can”, she
said pleasantly.
While Wil was trying to figure out what her answer had to do
with his question, Lindsay came and got the next ten. Wil was pleased to see
that he was next in line. About damn time.
Not long after she’d sent the last line in, Lindsay came
back and guided Wil and the rest of the next ten into the booth room. She had
her hand on his shoulder and guided him into a strange booth closing and
locking the door.
“Excuse me, what’s going on?”, Wil asked, but she was
already going down the line shutting the other booths.
“Hello”, he called. He could see her pushing buttons on the
other booths steadily working her way to his. Before he could call out to her,
she had already pushed his button. The next thing he knew he was being placed
in a bowl with other tiny men, too dazed to yell. Besides, he still wasn’t sure
if this was all real.
***
Kyle had looked around everywhere for his dad. While many
people had gotten in line near the doors, many more were meandering and
lounging around. He didn't recognize anyone and he was becoming anxious.
Must be a lot of
out-of-towners, he thought. While he looked for his dad, he also took the
time to scope out hot girls as well.
Suddenly, Kyle stumbled upon a familiar face - it was his
sister's friend, Charity. She was talking to a couple guys and a girl with dark
hair when she spotted him and her eyes instantly lit up.
"Heeeey Kyle", the girl slurred, beckoning him
over and taking a couple steps away from the others, "What are you doing
here? I didn't realize you were a fan of Ava Max."
Kyle looked at the beautiful blond. She was dressed in a
sexy toga which showed off her great tanned figure and she was covered in
glitter. Her whole body was truly sparkling.
"Charity. Thank goodness I found somebody I know",
Kyle sighed as he panted, "I'm not a fan. I don't like her music. I'm just
here to find my dad."
"You're dad's a fan?", Charity said, arching an
eyebrow curiosly.
Kyle chuckled, "Ha. No, he's not a fan. But my little
sister Ruthie is and he left a message with mom earlier that he was gonna stop
here to get an autograph for her."
Kyle paused to catch his breath before continuing, "The
problem is, dad doesn't know about Forbidden Dish and what they do to guys
here, so I came to make sure he doesn't get into trouble."
"Erm...why didn't you just call him?", she
inquired.
"We tried, several times", Kyle explained,
"But my dad is horrible when it comes to answering his phone or checking
his messages. He puts it on silent mode all the time."
"I see", Charity said, taking a sip of a drink she
held in her hand and looking him over. She had always found Kyle kind of cute,
but as he was a couple years younger and she was now dating college boys, she
hadn't given him much of a thought along romantic lines. "Hmmm, so you
risked a lot to try to contact your dad. Did you find him?"
"No. And I've looked everywhere", Kyle answered.
He had noticed the girl eyeing him over and it had sent his confidence soaring.
Maybe this wouldn't turn out to be a wasted trip after all.
"Have you looked up in the lines?", she asked.
"Not yet. That's where I'm going next", he replied.
"Well, you might wanna reconsider that. You see, the
lines are for people that are gonna get shrunk down and eaten by Ava Max. That
waiver you signed to get in..", she said and Kyle nodded, "..that
says you agree to get shrunk down and eaten by her."
"My gosh, really?! Oh man", Kyle said, rubbing his
forehead in angst, "so we're all gonna get eaten?"
"No. Don't worry haha", Charity said, laughing
lightly, "there's tons of people here and the girl can only eat so
many."
Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's the only
reason I came", Charity continued, "I knew that only so many would
get picked to get shrunk down and eaten. That's why I laid back here talking
with these other cool people', she said, pointing to the small group a few
paces away. One of the guys, hearing her, nodded. "So, I wouldn't recommend getting in
line", she said, giggling.
"Alright", Kyle said, "but I need to try to
find dad. I'll just wander near the line to see if I can spot him."
"OK, good luck with that", Charity said,
preparing to turn back and talk with her new friends.
"Thanks for the info Charity", Kyle said,
"Good to talk to you. I'll tell my sister I saw you here. She'll get a
kick out of that. See you around."
"Yeah, see you around...Kyle", she said, watching
him scoot away towards the line.
***
Lindsay had gathered the next ten for Ava. As she guided
them towards their booths, one boy in a bright yellow shirt was shifting his legs uncomfortably. He said, “Miss, Miss.
I need to pee real bad. I don’t know how much longer I can hold it.”
“Sure kid. No worries”, she replied, guiding him into the
booth and shutting the door. She went down the line, securing each person.
Max stood in his booth, nearly shaking. He knew he had put
off going to the bathroom for too long, yet he didn’t want to lose his place in
line. He couldn’t wait to see Ava and he knew nothing of the nuances of
Forbidden Dish. Now, he waited urgently. His cock had become turgid with the
pressure building up from his bladder.
Before he knew what was happening, Lindsay had pressed the
button on his booth and she had quickly scampered him up and added him to her
bowl, leaving the clothes to be scooped up by her fellow server.
Ava was losing steam. She’d already eaten fifty and the next
ten were being placed in front of her. Can’t
give up now. Still need atleast twenty more.
She saw one shrinky excitedly reaching out to her, his
little cock erect and quivering, and she dutifully grabbed him first. The little guy just can’t wait, she
thought, mistaking the sight of his straining erection for one of carnal
excitement, not realizing the poor young man simply had to pee really badly.
She found it quite the ego trip that her fans loved her so much, they couldn’t
wait to be swallowed by her and she relished his obvious hard-on.
While he was dismayed by what was occurring, tiny Max hoped
his favorite pop star would take him out and allow him to relieve himself. He
was stunned to see her bring him up to her mouth.
“Wait! I have to go…”, he was able to get out before he was
unceremoniously slurped into her mouth and swallowed.
Lindsay couldn’t help but giggle as she watched the boy get eaten. I wonder if he’s still holding it? I guess, when you gotta go, you gotta go.
Eva grabbed another of the tiny men and put him in her mouth.
There was a glazed expression on her face and her normally tight stomach was
mildly bloated and complaining. She grabbed one more and managed to finish him
off, but she no longer looked like she was having fun.
“Whew!” She sighed, “I think that’s…(burp)…that's it. I’m
sorry, guys. I just can’t eat any more.”
While most of the tiny men had slumped over saddened by the
news, one was yelling up at her.
“Ava! Ava, please!” he yelled as he jumped up and down.
Ava paused for a few seconds, rolled her eyes, and picked
him up.
“I guess I could have one more,” She said as she brought him
to her mouth.
“No!”, his tiny voice yelled long and clear, “Don’t eat
me!”.
Everybody at the table heard. Ava paused, startled.
“Oh no, I thought you were begging me to eat you”, Ava said
alarmed, “I’m glad you said something.”
“Why would I want you to eat me?”, he asked, horrified.
“That’s what you’re here for, right? Didn’t they explain
this when you came in?”, Ava asked.
“No! They just told me it was for the concert! I’ve never
heard of this place before.”
Ava looked green, “I hope you’re the only one that didn’t
know! Now I can’t think of anything except how many tiny people I just ate!”
Just then Lindsay showed up with the next ten. Ava signaled
for her to stop.
“I just came here for an autograph for my daughter”, Wil
yelled up to Ava.
Ava signaled to one of her handlers and they gave her a
photo and a pen. She kissed the corner and signed it. She also got two tickets
to her next concert.
“These are for you”, she said, looking uncertain as to how
to give them to him. She turned to Lindsay, “No more please. I’m stuffed. Could
you hold these for him until he’s brought back to normal size?”
“Sure”, Lindsay said, “So, seventeen left over,” she said as
she dumped the men into one bowl. She also gently took Wil from Ava’s hand and
placed him in the bowl too, “I’ll just take these back to the booth then.”
Lindsay walked off as Ava and her crew sat back and allowed
their stomachs to settle. She wasn’t as bad as Lindsay had thought. (and now
she owed Danielle ten bucks. good thing she'd made way more than that in tips.)
She still wasn’t sure if she’d use the tickets though. Maybe she could sell
them.
On her way back, Lindsay handed the bowl to Adela.
“Should we let them all out now?”, Adela asked.
“Nah”, Lindsay responded, “Let’s take a couple more groups
first. I’m hungry. I can see you’re hungry. But, I’ll be a bit discriminate on
who I select – I’ll just get the tastiest looking ones.”
“Ooh, that’s so manipulative”, Adela said, agreeing with
Lindsay’s plan, “I like it.”
Lindsay had conceived of the idea to let the others know
that Ava was full and that they were done for the night. However, before she
reopened the restaurant, she would take a couple more groups of ten to get
shrunk, picking out a selective group. In regards to the rest, she hoped a few
would trade their purple bracelets for red and stick around.
***
“Excuse me miss, but we just passed the booths,” Wil called
out to the girl with purple hair.
“During normal hours of operation shrinking takes priority,
you’ll have to wait a while to be let out,” Adela said.
“You mean we have to wait in this bowl? How long?” Wil
asked.
“Don’t worry, it won’t be long.” While there was no rule
specifying that the staff had to tease the unwilling and be evasive about what
was going on, Adela knew that they all did it. It was sort of a game for them.
She placed the bowl down in the back where the other unwillings usually were. Thanks
to Ava the bin was empty today. Adela grabbed one of the men from the bowl.
“I believe there’s an opening for you right now,” She walked
away leaving the rest of the group alone and confused.
Wil watched people walk by the bowl as if it wasn’t there. What kind of place is this? After they
were there a few minutes, the girl with the purple hair returned, quickly but
gently picked up five of the other guys, and put them in a bowl as she lightly
hummed. She smiled at the others and left. She sort of danced as she walked and
was very fun to watch. If he wasn’t still unsure about what was going on, he
would’ve enjoyed the view much more.
A young bespectacled woman approached the bowl. She seemed
to be looking around making sure nobody noticed her. She had large innocent-looking
eyes that, combined with her small frame, made her look cute and harmless. She
was by far the most conservatively dressed person he’d seen in the whole
restaurant.
“The waitresses are very busy, but they wanted me to tell
you that one of the machines opened up”, she said timidly. The men began to
stampede toward her, but she’d already picked one out. She carefully, almost
reverently, lifted him from the bowl.
“Thank you so much. I’m not supposed to be here!”, he said, ”I’m
Wilmer, but you can call me Wil. Don’t be shy.”
She smiled, “I’m Martha, pleased to meet you Wil. Now, lets
get you out of here.”
Finally! Things are
starting to look up, Wil thought, This
girl is so meek, she couldn’t hurt a flea.
***