No Underage Customers Allowed: Violators will be Eaten - Kat’s cherry gets popped
“Bianca just left me a message. She’ll be here soon and
she’s bringing your birthday cake”, said Ember excitedly. Jenny was very happy for the news.
“Jenny, please let us order you a shrinky. It will be the
perfect birthday present. You’ll love it, believe me”, begged Tatum. The girls
had tried off and on all night to get Jenny to eat a shrunken man to no avail
and had made a last ditch attempt while waiting for Lindsay to return with
their latest order.
“Alright, alright, I’ll do it.” Jenny was buoyed by the news
her cousin was on the way. And she had been worn down by the constant badgering
all night. She would swallow a tiny man up and be done with it, never to be
bothered again. It’d be like when her Aunt used to badger her about eating
broccoli and spinach as a younger girl. Once done, the person could no longer
use the line ‘try it, you’ll like it’.
“Any news on Kat?”, asked Janet.
“Still no news”, Jenny said, taking a quick peek at her
phone, ”Oh wait. My phone somehow got set on silent mode. Looks like she did
sent a message a minute ago”, she read a quick message and then exclaimed “oh
my god. Lookit her.” She showed the others a text message, with a photo
underneath.
The text said “having fun at the Dish. Don’t wait up for
me”. The photo underneath it showed what appeared to be a nude selfie of
Kathryn (Carina had zoomed way in when taking the picture to make the girl seem
larger). Kathryn was smiling and
waiving.
“What a little slut”, said Janet, and there were murmers of
agreement from the others. “Where do you think she is?”
“Looks like it could be that Virtual Vore ride”, said Anna,
“I think people go through that ride naked.”
“Here’s your glow squid”, said Lindsay, making Jenny jump.
She hadn’t seen the waitress coming. “And here’s a refill to help wash them
down.” Lindsay placed a fresh lime soda and took the half-filled glass away.
“Thank you”, said Jenny graciously.
Moving around to Ember’s side. “Here’s your little man”,
said Lindsay, setting down the dish with the young man in front of Ember, “please
eat this one all yourself”, she gave Ember a stern but friendly look. “This
little guy has been waiting for some time to be eaten. Don’t keep him waiting.”
The little man had become slightly worried when Lindsay had
veered off the outer walkway of the restaurant and towards the tables. Now,
having heard Lindsay, he became panicked. He began gyrating and waiving his
limbs to try to get Ember’s attention before it was too late.
Ember smiled, than looking down at the man, picked him by
the groin (index finger) and head (thumb).
“Oh, look, he’s so cute. He looks like he’s so excited”,
Ember said, quickly moving the man into her mouth headfirst and setting him on
her tongue facedown. She was keen on not upsetting Lindsay and was also
famished.
“Please..Please..”, he twisted his head and shouted, meaning
to shout “please don’t eat me”, but Ember rolled the man quickly into a fetal
position before he could finish. To Ember, it sounded like the little man
wanted her to hurry up. She swirled him around in her mouth for a few seconds,
tilted her head and swallowed, tracing the swallowed man’s body through her
throat with the index finger from her other hand.
“Well done”, said Lindsay, having waited to observe the
little man get eaten. “How was he?”
Ember had one hand on her belly and was looking down at it.
She seemed to take a couple moments to catch her breath. “He was awesome.
Omigod Jenny, you have to try it.”
“Did you want one?”, said Lindsay, looking over towards
Jenny.
“Um yeah, please bring me one. They talked me into it”, said
Jenny, picking up one of the live squid and slurping it into her mouth.
“Did they indeed?”, Lindsay said, raising an eyebrow, ”anyone
else?”
“Yeah, I’ll have another. How about as a Hot Body Shot?”,
said Ember excitedly.
“Me too”, said Tatum.
“And me”, said Janet.
“So – four shrinkies, three of them as Hot Body Shots?” They nodded. “Ok, I’ll be right back.”
“Oh, and please put Jenny’s shrinky on my tab”, said Janet.
“It’s her birthday present.”
Jenny gave Janet a friendly smile, than took a drink from
her soda.
“Done”, smiled Lindsay, “and very nice of you”, she
complimented Janet.
A person at the nearest table to them hailed Lindsay and ordered
an 88-coctail, “with an unwilling, if that’s possible”.
“Not a problem”, said Lindsay. Not a problem at all.
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Lindsay made her way back into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, a song was playing lightly (the same as was
played loudly on the dance floor, but the music was toned way down in the
kitchen), ‘I Just Died In Your Arms’ (by Cutting Crew).
Seeing the mischievous two skinny young servers there
wearing matching shirts which said ‘Twisted Sisters’, she asked, “Did you send
it?”
Both girls were petite and wore their hair in bobs. One had
brown hair, the other red and both were teenagers, newly hired to Forbidden
Dish. They assisted on busy nights and worked the second floor most of the
time. Things having slowed, they were lounging around the kitchen area when
Lindsay had enlisted their aid. Well known for being pranksters and tricksters,
they had easily joined onto Lindsay’s plan, atleast the portion of it that she
laid out to them. They had confiscated the girl shrinky’s phone with Colby’s
assistance and went through the contact list until they found Jenny Schwab.
Then they had taken the photo of the smiling Kathryn, who didn’t know what it
was all about, but they had promised to take her away to get resized afterward.
“Yep, sent it a few
minutes ago”, said the attractive red-haired girl Scarlett.
“Great. Well, hear goes nothing. Ready to see your sister
sweetie?”, she said, peering down at Ollie.
Ollie looked up at her, excitedly, “What? Really?”
Lindsay winked at him, “Of course. How about you, little
one?”, she asked Kathryn, who stood beside Ollie.
“Oh, yes. I’m ready. We’re both ready.”
“Excellent”, Lindsay picked each up carefully, placing them
into separate serving dishes, Ollie’s dish being a bit more spacious and with
taller ridges.
Neither said anything as Lindsay carried their dishes away
on her tray, but both wondered why they were put into separate dishes.
Lindsay then put a sectioner on the tray and then neither
Kathryn nor Ollie could see over the tall walls and what else may also be on
the tray as Lindsay continued to gather things. They heard the clinking of
glasses and pouring of liquids.
Lindsay went over to the other bowls – plucking a tiny man
up here and there – “Oh, you look good…and you”, she said. She liked to pick
the more handsome ones to place into the shot glasses. Then, gathering the
three shrunken men, she sprayed them with a bit of chloroform and each slipped
into unconsciousness. She wiped their little bodies off and put each into their
respective shot glasses, their arms and legs splayed, their hands and feet
dangling free of the liquid on the sides of the glass. These special shot
glasses had a center which propped up their butts to make sure their little
bodies stayed above the liquid. Then she poured the other customer’s 88-cocktail, putting a little
umbrella to hang from the edge of the glass. She would add the finishing touch
later.
As Lindsay was about to go through the kitchen door, her
brunette friend and co-waitress Danielle entered the door into the kitchen.
“Watch it girl. You almost made me drop my shrinkies”, said
Lindsay in mild irritation. She had had to swivel the tray away from the door entrance
to protect the contents.
“Well, if you wouldn’t eat so many young men, you’d be a bit
more light on your feet”, Danielle mockingly teased her.
“You might be right about that”, admitted Lindsay. “I need
to hit the gym hard to work off all the calories from tonight. Wanna join me
upstairs tomorrow morning, just before lunch time, say 11?”
“I’ll see you up there”, Danielle concurred, slapping
Lindsay’s butt playfully as Lindsay went through the door.
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Lindsay decided to drop off the 88-coctail first.
“Do you like cherries, little one?”, Lindsay said, looking
down at Kathryn as she walked.
“Mmm, I love’em”, Kat replied.
Lindsay stopped at an empty table, setting the tray down.
Then she took a cherry from her section of ingredients, took a small nibble to
open it, bit out a chunk and then gently handed it down to Kat.
“Try this. You’ll never see a cherry so big again in your
life.”
Kathryn held the cherry above her face, the juices dripping
down onto her chest and dribbling down her stomach. The cherry was surprisingly
light, weighing about 15 pounds to Kathryn.
“Uggh”, said Kathryn, upset at getting all sticky.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll clean you up shortly. Enjoy it.”
“Oh, ok”, Kathryn began to take small nibbles at the open
end chunk that Lindsay had removed.
“Well?”
“Mmmm, it is good. Thank you.”
Lindsay just winked at her and, picking the tray back up,
continued walking. She walked past the
birthday party and set the tray down on an empty table between the birthday
party and her other customers, which in this case were a handful of elderly
women.
Kathryn was still nibbling at the cherry. With the section
walls, she couldn’t tell where they were at. Had she looked at the ceiling
decorations, she probably could have guessed it was the restaurant, but she was
busy with her cherry.
“Ready for your cleaning?”, Lindsay smiled down at her.
“One more bite”, she said, then taking a bite, with cherry
gore running down her chin, she giggled, “ready.” She set the cherry down
carefully beside her feet in the bowl and held her arms up to Lindsay
outstretched.
Lindsay let the tiny girl grasp her index finger, picking up
the cherry between her thumb and finger. Moving the girl over one of the
sections, she dropped the cherry into the blue-colored drink. It plopped and
rose to the surface.
Kathryn had followed the cherry into the tall glass. She
looked back up at Lindsay fearfully.
“Bonzai”, said Lindsay with a wicked smile, almost in a
whisper that only Kathryn heard, moving the girl off her finger and dropping
her onto the cherry below.
She set the drink down next to an elderly lady who’s back
was turned to the birthday party table.
“One unwilling 88-coctail”, she said to the lady, who smiled
up at Lindsay.
“Oh, thank you dear.” The woman said, slipping Lindsay a
large tip.
Lindsay then moved back to pick up the tray on the empty
table. She began putting the Hot Body Shots in front of the girls at the
birthday party table.
“Oh, lookit”, loudly exclaimed one of the other ladies at
the other table. It was loud enough for Jenny and the others to hear. “It’s a
little girl”, said the lady in a
surprised tone.
“Oh, isn’t she just precious”, said one of the other ladies.
Jenny and Janet looked over at the table, but couldn’t see
what the fuss was about. The other girls were watching as Lindsay set their Hot
Body Shot in front of them.
Apparently, the lady with the shrinky had her back turned to
them and was lifting a drink up to her face. There was a murmuring from the
other table as the elderly lady took a large swig.
Jenny heard the lady loudly state, “Mmm. She was delicious. I’ve never had one squirm
like that before. Who knew tiny girls had so much…zest. She screamed the whole
way down.”
“What did the tiny girl say?”, said another of the ladies.
“Heck if I know.”
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“And one Hot Body Shot for you”, said Lindsay, setting the
third of the three shot glasses with shrunken men, looking like they were just
chilling out, their limbs splayed out towards the sides of the glass.
Ember and Tatum were about to drink up their little men when
Janet stopped them.
“Wait. A toast”, the girls stopped to look at her. “To great
times with great friends!”
“And tiny naked men”, Tatum chimed in quickly.
“Tiny naked scrumptious men”, Ember corrected
her, causing all of them to giggle.
“Cheers”, said the others clinking their glasses (in Jenny’s
case, her lime soda).
The three girls (Janet, Tatum and Ember) moved their drinks
to their lips, than quickly, tilting their heads back, slurped up the contents,
swallowing the unconscious little men down. Each required multiple gulps to get
both liquid and shrinky down.
Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, Janet said, “And
Kat, wherever you are. Eat your heart out.”
The girls were all giggling now, concentrating on their
fluttering bellies as their tiny men woke up to the surprise of being in a
belly, digestive acid eating away at their little bodies.
“Here’s your shrinky”, Lindsay set the large serving dish
down in front of Jenny, “How was the live squid?”
“They were delicious, thanks”, Jenny remarked, looking up at
Lindsay.
“Good to hear. Enjoy”, Lindsay said, picking up her tray to
take back to the kitchen.
“Oooh, he’s a big one.”, said Anna, sitting next to Jenny.
“He sure is. Go ahead girl, eat him up”, Janet said as she
noticed the shrinky was waving his arms frantically, “looks like he can’t
wait.”
“Yeah, eat’em Jen”,
encouraged Tatum.
But Jenny simply looked down at him, a look of disbelief on
her face.
“Is this some kind of joke”, she said, looking around and
trying to find their waitress.
Lindsay, who was several feet away but hovering nearby, set
down her tray and quickly bent over near Jenny, “Is something the matter
sweetie?”
“What is this?!”, Jenny pointed to the dish, then picked
Ollie up by his arm as he had been reaching up to her and showed him to
Lindsay.
Jenny gently set him into the palm of her other hand. She
was amazed by the warmth and texture of the tiny boy’s body.
“It’s your little man. You did order one, right? Oh my, I
didn’t bring him to the wrong table, did I”, Lindsay said, feigning concern,
putting a hand over her mouth.
“Yes, I ordered a little man. What’s my brother doing there?”
“What? Your brother?!”,
said Ember. All the girls now took a closer look at the little man in the bowl,
Janet and Tatum getting out of their seats so they could get a closer look.
“Omigod, it IS your brother”, said Ember, and she laughed,
both in surprise and how funny she suddenly found the situation.
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