Melts in your Mouth: Calvin Gets Pranked
Calvin had arrived around 7:00. Lori had already texted him
that she had their table reserved and she met him at the entrance. She made
sure he took a red bracelet.
“Just go with it”, she told him, giving him a pointed, but
half-smirk.
Oh boy, he thought,
I wonder what she’s got up her sleave
this time. “Alright”, he said.
As they meandered their way through the foyer lounge busy
with people mingling, he caught a part of a conversation between two women who
looked to be in their mid-thirties, a blond and a brunette.
“You’re going to be a
Runner?”, the brunette asked, surprised.
“Yes I am”, the blond said proudly.
“I didn’t know women could be the Runners”, the brunette
remarked.
“Oh, hells yeah they can. It’s not very common, but I can’t
wait. Don’t worry, I won’t get caught, but I sure do love being chased by guys.
And I talked Charles into being one of the giants. Wanna join me as a Runner?”
Calvin didn’t wait to hear the brunette’s response. He had
made it past them and followed Lori into the restaurant proper.
They sat down at a table in the center of the restaurant.
Looking around, Calvin saw quite an array of various types of people, from
large groups to couples, from middle-aged to some who looked just out of their
teenage years, ethnicities of all sorts, from groups of guys to groups of
women, though often the groups were of mixed genders.
He saw that Lori had already ordered him a pint of
Confidence.
He thought about the last time they had been out to dinner.
He had held a pair of black Sonic Rock magnets in his hand and had kept them
mysteriously hidden in his closed hand, allowing a couple of grinding sounds to
be heard. When she had inquired as to what he was holding, he had told her he
was holding a pair of jumping beetles. Then, as she was contemplating what that
meant, he opened his hand and released the magnets, which quickly came together
and made a sharp chirping noise. She had opened her mouth wide and squealed
loudly, causing many patrons in the busy place to turn in her direction.
Afterwards, she was very embarrassed and though they’d had wonderful sex later
that evening, she had resolved to get him back. He wondered what she had in
store for him.
They chatted for just a little bit, but Lori said she wanted
to look around by herself for a little bit before ordering food. So while
Calvin sat back and drank his pint, taking in the ambiance of the restaurant,
she took a brief stroll of along the sides of the restaurant and back out into
the foyer.
Calvin drank his pint rather quickly. He was thirsty and it
tasted very good. As he waited for Lori, he decided to order another. The
waitress was very friendly and very cute, telling him her name was Scarlett.
“Scarlett, how long have you been working here?”, he asked.
“A little over a year”, she replied.
“Do you like working here?”
“I love it”, she said, rolling her eyes to emphasize her
point. She chatted with him for a bit as she serviced other tables, telling him
that she had decided to forego college studies, that she was simply making too
much money at her young age (she had just turned twenty-one, which allowed her
to now work in the restaurant, since she could serve alcohol) to not take
advantage of the opportunity.
Calvin flipped through the menu, noting the pricey costs. I wonder if that’s what Lori’s gonna do?
Order a ton of food and drinks and stick me with the bill? It would not be
as good as his last prank, nor as inventive, but it would sting him in the
pocket book.
He waited a couple more minutes for Lori to return, wondering
where she had got to. She had indicated that she just wanted a quick look
around. In the meantime, Scarlett had brought him another refill.
Just when he thought that her prank was possibly to show him
up, Lori returned.
“There you are”, he said, “I was beginning to think you had
left me.”
“Ha, no, sorry. I just ran into an old friend out in the
lobby. Hadn’t seen her for awhile”, she explained. “Should I call our waitress
over?”, she pinched her finger in front of her eyes to just an inch apart, viewing
him through the opening, “Hmmm, I think maybe I’d like a shrunken Calvin with a
side salad. I’d call that a low-cal dinner”, she said and squealed a little
laugh at her own joke.
“Ha ha. Very funny. You won’t get me shrunk down that easy”,
he replied with a smirk as he browsed the menu.
“I bet you’d love it, being tiny and in my mouth, squirting
your man juice everywhere, you naughty, dirty boy”, she said in a husky voice.
He watched her as she slid her tongue over her lips seductively. “I suppose you’ve
had plenty of time to consider your order.”
Calvin pretended to ignore her sexual ribbing, though he
couldn’t suppress a smile - he loved it when she talked like this – it always
got his adrenaline going. “Why don’t you give me a minute? Now it’s my turn.
Sorry, but I’ve really got to pee. Be back in two shakes”, he quipped.
--
Thankfully for her, it was not a quick walk to the Men’s
Room. While Calvin was away, Lori quickly got Scarlett’s attention, asking her
for the papers to shrink Calvin down. Scarlett returned straight-away with the
forms and a pen. After Scarlett left, Lori quickly went through and signed the
forms, forging his name. She had practiced his signature to the point where she
felt she could do a pretty good replica.
She handed Scarlett the forms when she saw Calvin in the
distance, walking towards the table. “Great timing”, she muttered under her
breath. Now it was just a matter of getting him into line.
Calvin had to piss like a racehorse, giving him a woody. He
had to point his penis painfully downward in the urinal to make sure there was
no splash back onto him. The Confidence pints had seemed to go right through
him.
Relieved, he returned to the table to see a smiling, almost
glowing Lori.
“What’s up?”, he asked, trying to read her expression.
“Nothing”, she lied with a smirk. “Hey, I have an idea. Our
server Scarlett told me that Friday’s are ‘buffet night’ and she said they have
quite a seafood buffet here. They’re pretty famous for it, I guess. What do you
say we try it out?” She gave him a sideways smile.
“Um…sure babe”, he replied, then added, “But let’s not
dither any longer. I’m famished. Where’s it at?”
“Let’s go”, she said, standing up. This was going better
than expected. “I’ll show you.”
They passed Scarlett, with Lori telling her they were going
to the ‘buffet line’ and giving her a wink.
“I’m sure you’ll find something up there you like”, Scarlett
responded, playing along with her.
They found the line near the top of the steps. Calvin thought
it strange that the buffet was upstairs, but Lori had explained that they
simply didn’t have room for a huge spread in the restaurant and that made sense
to his distracted mind. Besides feeling quite tipsy from the Confidence pints,
he was watching the several couples in line make out with each other.
There was a lot of fondling going on. As the line moved,
Lori decided to get into the act, kissing Calvin hard and boldly. Before he
knew it, Lori was backing him into a booth. She pressed against his chest
gently to separate herself, than put a finger up to her mouth in a hushing
motion when he began to object.
“Hold on a minute baby”, she said, “they just need to scan
you first to make sure you don’t have any infectious diseases.” She closed the
door.
Calvin was confused. Why would they need to scan him for any
diseases for a buffet? But he was in an agreeable mood and Lori had really
revved his sexual engine up.
“OK sir”, the attendant Janice declared, “this is your last
chance to back out. Are you sure this is what you want?”
“Uh, sure?”, he replied, not understanding the question.
A blinding flash of green light flooded his senses and he
felt like he was drifting downward blindly. He took comfort that he fell over
onto something soft, which completely cushioned him.
There was a loud noise and, as his sight was starting to
come back to him, he saw a huge dark-skinned giantess bending over to pick him
up.
Oh crap, he
realized, I’ve been shrunk!
He didn’t have too much time to act, as the pretty girl took
him over to a set of pots.
“Would you like to keep your hair?”, she pointed to her own
hair on her head.
“Er, yeah?”, he responded meekly. He was still having a hard
time processing what was happening to him.
“Hold your breath”, the girl told him.
Jinx dunked the man into the de-hairing tonic until his nose
was about level with the liquid line. She kept him in there for several
seconds. While she waited, she motioned to Lori and pointed to a grouping of
cylinders, saying, “which flavor selection would you like for his cleaning
solution? We have twelve different flavors.”
“Hmmm”, Lori thought for a moment, “let’s try tangerine.”
“Nice choice”, Jinx responded. She took Calvin out of the tonic
and began to spray him off before applying the fruity body lotion.
--
“Lori, what’s going on?”, squeaked tiny Calvin from the palm
of her hand as she walked back to their table.
She smiled down at him mischievously. She didn’t really
intend to eat him. She just wanted to scare him into thinking she would before
having him resized. This was to be the capper of all pranks and she had planned
and executed it perfectly. She was also curious to see how he looked as a
shrinky.
“How do you like my little mischief?”, she asked, sitting
down at the table and setting him down in front of her.
“Don’t you think you’ve carried this a little too far?”,
Calvin said.
“Hmmm”, she said, scratching her chin and looking up to the
ceiling while she wore a smirk. “I don’t know about too far, but I would say
you are almost too adorable at that size. I could just swallow you up.”
Calvin took a couple steps back from her. “You’d better
not. How did this even happen? I thought you said we were going to a buffet and
then”, he pointed at himself with his thumbs, “WHAM! I’m shrunk.”
Lori laughed, then leaned down and whispered. “I have to
make a confession.”
Calvin looked around nervously, trying to scope out the lay
of the land (table). He was undecided on whether to move closer to her.
“Come on”, she encouraged him, “I won’t bite. Promise.”
Normally, Calvin placed enormous trust in Lori, but he felt
betrayed by her. This was too much and too sudden for him to wrap his mind
around. But without anywhere to go, he felt he had no better choice than to
comply. Disobeying her would only worsen his plight. He stepped near her mouth.
“I forged your signature”, she whispered.
“My signature? On what?”, he asked, still confused.
“On the forms that said you wanted to get shrunk”, she
replied.
“But I didn’t want to get shrunk”, he stated.
“Of course you didn’t. But I wanted to see what you looked
like all shrunk down, my cute little Cal”, she said, batting her eyelashes at
him.
“Wait. So, you actually forged my signature to allow them to
shrink me down…?”. She nodded yes. “…and…and that line. It wasn’t the buffet
line?”. She grinned and nodded no.
Calvin shook his head in disbelief. “You know, you’re going
to get in big trouble for this, forging my signature and getting me shrunk
against my will”, he warned her.
She said teasingly, “Then maybe I should just eat you
now.”
Just when his nervous system had started to regain some
level of trust around her, that statement, though said in a teasing tone, made
him revert back to fear. After all, he was tiny now and she was huge. There was
nothing he could physically do to prevent her from eating him if she chose to.
“No no, I’m just kidding. I wouldn’t tell on you. Just get me resized, huh.
Then we can go home and work off all this stress.”
He was so caught up in the size of her face leaning down and
peering at him, that he lost sight of her hands. He felt a pressure on his back
and butt as she swooped him off his feet and brought him up to her mouth.
“How about if you work off a little energy in here?”, she
said, then without another word, she brought his legs to her lips. He kicked
out with both of them, but it didn’t have any impact on her and she eagerly
slurped them up to mid-thigh. Looking down, she made eye contact with him and
gave him a wink.
“Lori! No wa…”, he started, but was cut off as he was
inhaled into her maw.
Wow, he really tastes
quite good!, she thought as she swirled him about and lathered him with her
saliva. The tangerine flavoring was a good choice. She could feel him squirming
about within her mouth, no doubt trying to find a way to escape. She felt a
slight urge to swallow him and that scared her. Without further adieu, she
opened her mouth and pulled his liquid-saturated body out. She could see his
little chest heave and hear him pant as he lay on her palm.
“Just kidding”, she smiled down at him warmly. “I’m not
gonna eat ya, you little baby.”
“Thank god”, Calvin said, feeling relieved. He had to
acknowledge it was a good prank and he had actually enjoyed being in her mouth,
though he was loathe to admit it to her at his present size.
She hailed Scarlett over.
“Scarlett, can you please have Calvin resized?”, she asked
politely.
“Is there something wrong?”, Scarlett asked.
“Nothing wrong. I’m not gonna eat him”, Lori stated, “ I was
just toying with him. You know, sometimes guys just have to be put in their
place.”
“You got that right, sister”, Scarlett said, her eyes
twinkling as she accepted Calvin’s tiny form. “I’ll take care of him for you.”
She walked away towards the kitchen.
Lori smiled and took a big sip of her wine. She felt so
turned on by having Cal shrunk down and in her mouth. It had been the ultimate
in control for her over him. She couldn’t wait to get home and ravage his
resized body.
--
“Scarlett, where are we going?”, asked Calvin. He saw she
was walking away from where he remembered the shrink line to be.
“Gonna get you all cleaned up so that you can be eaten. If
your girlfriend doesn’t want to, I’m sure we’ll find someone else who will
enjoy you. Who knows, if you’re still around when I take my break, I might even
eat you up myself. You do look kinda cute.”
“Eaten? Really?! You’re just kidding, right Scarlett? Please
tell me this is part of Lori’s game.”
She didn’t respond to him, but turned the corner into the
kitchen, taking him over to one of the sinks. With shock, he realized she
wasn’t lying to him. As she held him and moved him around in the warm water, he
tried to get in a word.
“Please Scarlett. You have to understand. I had no intention
of getting shrunk. Lori tricked me.”
“She did, huh?” Scarlett had heard just about every story
imaginable from shrinkies who had changed their minds about getting eaten up
after they had been shrunk down. It wasn’t her problem – in fact, she enjoyed
playing with their scared little wits.
“Yes!”, he exclaimed after spitting out some water, “she
actually forged my signature on the forms. I never signed them!”
“Uhuh”, she said, being agreeable, but not believing him in
the slightest.
***
Jake, having been cleaned off by Jackie, had been deposited
into the ‘willing’ bowl. There, he had waited hopefully for Jackie to change
her mind and come back for him. He had struck up a discussion with a couple
other guys, who couldn’t stop talking about how much they desired to get eaten
by a beautiful woman or girl. It turned out both guys had volunteered to get
shrunk down without a sponsoring woman and had actually looked forward to the
thrill of the surprise to see who would be consuming them. Jake didn’t agree
with that sentiment. He knew who he wanted to eat him and wouldn’t be happy
with any other, though he was resigned to the fact that it would be some pretty
girl, as he had seen a ton of them walking through the Dish.
He had reconciled his decision to get eaten with one
positive. Well, atleast I don’t have to
worry about taking the ACTs, he thought.
He was mildly disappointed when the blond-haired server came
in and picked him up, setting him in a bowl and then another shrinky from
another dish was scooped up and placed in the bowl with him. This man was older
than he, probably late-twenties, and seemed extremely nervous.
“It’s gonna be ok, dude”, said Jake to the guy. “It’ll all
be over soon. Just enjoy the ride. What’s your name, by the way? I’m Jake”, he
held out his hand.
“Oh, fuck no!”, the guy replied. “You don’t realize – I’m
not even supposed to be here.”
“Well, you did sign up for it”, reasoned Jake.
“That’s the point! I didn’t. The girl I was with, that
stupid bitch, she forged my signature. I never even saw the forms and she
tricked me into thinking we were in line for a buffet! You see, we like to play
pranks on each other, but this…this is just carrying things way too far.”
“Oh man”, said Jake, slapping his forehead. He couldn’t resist
laughing.
***
It had been some time since Scarlett had taken tiny Calvin
away, purportedly to get him resized. She was completely unaware that once
people were shrunk down, they were considered food and must be disposed of as
such within the confines of Forbidden Dish.
Lori was now on her 3rd glass of wine and it was
beginning to go to her head. Occasionally, she glanced up from her phone to
surveil the comings and goings of different patrons and servers. She expected
to see a regular-sized Calvin approaching her table at any moment.
She noticed that a couple had taken the table next to her.
Interestingly enough, she noticed the man had a bowl with a couple male
shrinkies, while the woman had a bowl with a couple female shrinkies. She
grinned in amusement, then noticed Scarlett nearby and hailed her.
“Yes miss, is there something else I can get you?”, Scarlett
asked.
“No, no. I’m good”, she said, “I’m just wondering where
Calvin is. You took him to be resized some time ago.”
Scarlett stopped for a moment, chuckling, than responded,
“Sometimes, the machines get busy and the resizing takes second priority to
those getting shrunk. Just give me a minute and I’ll go check on him.”
***
The server brought out their bowls of shrinkies – they liked
to start with appetizers first before digging in to their entrees. The waitress
bringing out their bowls was not the one who had taken the orders. She placed
the bowl of 2 willing female shrinkies in front of Douglas and the bowl of 2
male shrinkies, one willing and one unwilling in front of Nancy.
“No. The other way”, Douglas told her with a frown.
“Oh”, she said, surprised. Looking at the man to make sure
he wasn’t simply teasing her, she said, “Oh, I’m sorry about that.” She quickly
switched the bowls before hastily departing.
“Want one?”, he asked Nancy.
“Now, you know that I don’t eat those nasty little things”,
she responded somewhat offended and scrunching up her nose in disgust.
“Oh, what?”, said Jake, confused as Douglas dipped his hands
into the bowl to pick up the guy next to him, who was squirming to try to get
to the side of the bowl when he was grabbed.
Douglas picked up the flailing shrinky. It was screaming
something at him, but he ignored it. Most of the shrinkies he’d eaten in his
trips to the Dish had yelled all the way down his gullet. This one would be no
different. He popped him into his mouth before it could squiggle out of his
hand, closing his mouth rapidly behind it. Douglas began to swirl the man with
his tongue, tasting his body in ways that were probably not welcomed by the
shrinky.
But Calvin (the shrinky) didn’t stay in long.
From his vantage point, Jake watched as the handle-bar
mustachioed giant’s mouth was forced open and Calvin moved his arms in a
swimming motion, trying to kick off of the giant’s tongue. His body made it out
to about the knees before he was suctioned back into the mouth.
Douglas tilted his head up and made a gurgling sound as he
very wetly slurped the guy down his gullet, the lump visibly squirming as it
moved past his Adam’s apple.
Jake subliminally stuck out his tongue and made a pained
expression (looking like Commodus in the movie Gladiator as he watched Maximus
slash the throat of the centurion on the carriage). He had witnessed the harsh
end of the man who was not even supposed to have been shrunk down, the
recipient of a brutal prank.
“Whew. Looks like that one almost escaped you Douglas?”,
Nancy said, mockingly as she picked up her first shrinky, who held her little
hands out to show her willingness to get eaten.
“There is no escape from my mouth”, chuckled Douglas as he
looked down at the remaining shrinky in his bowl.
Nancy laughed. “What was he saying to you?”
“Was he speaking? I dunno, I didn’t hear him.”
Jake looked around, searching for help of any kind. He saw
people, male and female, at the adjacent table. From their hungry stares, he
knew there would be no help forthcoming from that front. They were looking on
anxiously awaiting his voring.
“Looks like you got a young’un”, Nancy observed the other
male shrinky as she swallowed her tiny woman. “He looks excited.”
Hearing the woman, Jake looked down to see that she was
telling the truth. His penis was hard as steel and was throbbing to his pulse
despite his predicament. Oh Jesus!,
he thought, as a shadow swept over him. He knew his erection was from the sheer
excitement and fear of the finality he was about to experience.
“Oh, fuck no!”, Jake yelled as he was picked up and held before
the face of the giant. He turned his face away in disgust as the giant’s coffee
breath hit him full force. “Ughh.”
“Good. I like them the best”, said Douglas, licking his lips
in readyment for his next snack.
Douglas took hold of the shrinky’s arms and dangled him by
them over his face, noticing the tiny boy’s quivering penis. He gave him a lick
up his front, from his genitals all the way up to his face.
“Ugh…gawd”, muttered Jake. He felt violated and the saliva
from the huge man made him feel like he had just been slobbered on by a Saint
Bernard.
The giant had lifted him higher now, so he could see right
down into his open mouth. As he was lowered towards it, Jake kept raising his
legs to avoid the man’s huge outstretched tongue. As he dangled, he would avoid
the huge lips bobbing for his lower body repeatedly, moving his legs up before
gravity made him lower them. He was in a state of panic, not wanting to get
eaten by a man. Survival mode had kicked in and his heart felt like it was
about to leap out of his chest.
After several iterations, Jake’s face contorted into a
grimace of pain as he felt the man’s mouth finally gripped him just above both
knees. “Oh no!”, he screamed. Then man then moved his lips further up his
thighs. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!
were Jake’s thoughts before the lips moved further up to cover his groin and
buttocks.
Whatever sense of pleasure could be had by his lathering was
overwhelmed by the sense of dread that was happening to him. Even so, the
excitement of the finality of the moment caused his cock to splurge out the
juices he had churned all night long in what he had expected would be his
sexual fulfillment by Jackie. It was not to be.
Nancy had watched silently as Douglas had played with his
food. She saw him now slurp the clearly excited boy fully into his mouth and
watched as Douglas’ cheeks flushed full with the boy’s obviously curled-up
body. Douglas easily bundled the boy to his throat and sent him head first into
the squelching canal. The lump squirmed until it disappeared into his chest.
And just like that, Jake was gone. Jackie, had she witnessed
the event, would have smiled.
After eating him, Douglas dabbed his mouth to wipe off some
of the boy’s juices that had dribbled out of the corner of his mouth. He
exclaimed, “Ooh, he was squiggly. And he left a bitter aftertaste.”
“Well, mine tasted just right”, Nancy said.
She picked up her second shrinky, a short-haired tanned
brunette.
Marie was quite excited. She had talked to one of the
waitresses earlier and gotten quite tipsy. On a dare, she had gotten shrunk. Shrunk and drunk, she thought to
herself, giggling. She had seen the woman she’d shared the dish with get
slurped down by the giant woman and now it was her turn.
Nancy picked up the eager tiny woman, who had been doing a
little dance in her dish and popped her into her mouth. After sloshing her
around for a little while, she swallowed her.
As she was squeezed down the woman’s throat, Marie let out a
loud “Weeeeee!” It felt to her vaguely like going down a water slide until she
was squeezed into a very narrow space, whereby her gleeful tone was abruptly
stifled, the wind knocked out of her. A second gulp from the giantess sent her
onwards, squelching her flailing form into the woman’s belly.
After swallowing her second tiny woman, the shrinky sliding
smoothly down her neck, Nancy exclaimed, “Mmmm. Nice. I hope dinner gets here
soon. These were nice appetizers, but I am still starving.”
“Me too”, Douglas said, taking a drink of his coffee and
smacking his lips contentedly.
***
Devin learned that the other woman’s name was Kate. She
seemed to have a bit of authoritative nature about her, as though she was used
to ordering people around used to them carrying out her commands. He learned
through conversation that she was a policewoman and a roommate to one of the
popular waitresses at Forbidden Dish.
He reminisced with Andra for a bit. She admitted he had done
some good work at EA Tech, but said he probably had left at the right
time. His 2-year review was coming up
and the company made a habit of having their male employees that didn't measure
up during review periods get consumed by their female managers. Of course,
Devin, like all the male employees, was unaware of that. She had actually held
it as a minor grudge against him when he had up and left. Like Devin, Andra and
Michelle had also since moved on from the company, Andra taking an executive
job at another company, while Michelle had actually moved back into development
on a part-time basis as she focused on raising her small children.
While they talked, Devin found time to take in Andra’s body
and mannerisms. He noted the many features about Andra which he found enticing.
She had a slim athletic build for her somewhat diminutive
5’3” frame. One could describe her figure as a gymnast’s medium-smallish tits,
but with a tanned and well-toned base of muscular gorgeous legs and tight buttocks, a nice waistline and
beautifully curly dark brown hair. He knew she was athletic from the co-ed
volleyball leagues they had played in together and from what she’d told him
about her college days.
Observing her face, he observed her smooth and nubile neck
as she kept her hair off of it. Moving up from there, he saw that she had
perfect teeth, gorgeous high cheekbones (perhaps owing to the small portion of
her Native American heritage from one side of her family), eloquent nostrils
though her nose was straight (illustrating her English heritage). She had
marvelous doe-shaped emerald eyes covered by the cutest eyelids he had ever
seen. They were moist and fresh looking. Whenever she looked down and her
dimples came out, she looked as cute as could be imagined.
Of course, she was not always smiling. She had a sneer that
he found amusing and sexy, depending on her usage of it. She could raise one
side of her nose and mouth while the other side remained steady.
Her sense of humor was such that she would thoroughly enjoy
a move like Caddyshack, taking delight in the crude humor like any male would.
When she laughed at the spur of the moment, it could almost be described as a
short bark.
He also took note of her breathing. Often, when she was
talking, she would end her speech with a sniff of the air, almost like she was
smelling flowers in a garden. He found it extremely sexy. Perversely, he
envisioned that’s how she would breathe if he was balls-deep in her mouth.
Her voice was somewhat high and girlish, though she could
deepen it into a husky tone at times, especially when she whispered, which she
was wont to do.
In other words, Devin had been smitten by Andra several
years earlier and, in seeing and talking with her again these many years later,
he instantly became smitten again. One could also say he was infatuated, for he
had also thought of her from time to time.
Their initial ice-breaking done, Michelle seemed to notice
for the first time the bracelet on Devin’s arm.
“Oooh, I see you got a red bracelet”, said Michelle.
Devin didn’t understand the idea behind the red bracelets
nor the woman’s excited reaction to seeing it.
“Yeah, the lady at the front said that most guys get one, so…I see you
all have blue ones. It’s kind of backwards, isn’t it. Shouldn’t women have red
ones and guys have blue ones?”, he asked, naively.
“Oh, that’s cute”, said Kate. She was nibbling on a small
plate of shrimp, dipping them in cocktail sauce.
“You do know what the bracelets are for, right?”, Andra
asked, as if the answer should be obvious.
“Erm, not really”, Devin answered honestly.
“Ohh-kay then”, said Andra, displeased with Devin’s ignorance.
She thought everyone knew about Forbidden Dish and how it operated.
“Shhh”, said Michelle, quietly tamping down her friend’s
impatience. “He probably hasn’t been here before.”
“I haven’t”, admitted Devin. “What’s the big deal?”
"The big deal?”, Andra admonished him. “The big deal is that
those bracelets are used to determine who is going to be eaten and who is going
to do the eating.”
“Wait. What?”, said Devin, looking confused. “Is this some
kind of…cannibal place”, he whispered the last part.
Kate laughed and Michelle chuckled, saying, “Not really. But
Andra is telling the truth.”
Devin was skeptical. These women were no doubt pulling his
leg. He looked around the restaurant. These people didn’t seem like the types
who would resort to cannibalism. There were people of various ages, all engaged
in merriment. “Come on. You’re putting me on.”
“It’s true. People get eaten here. But they’re not eaten
like with a knife and fork. They’re swallowed”, Michelle explained.
Devin sat back in his seat with a disbelieving glare.
“Look over there”, Michelle pointed to a nearby table. “Look
what that guy is holding up.”
Devin looked to see where she was pointing. There, a man
with a mustache was dangling what appeared to be a tiny person over his mouth.
He blinked his eyes – was he really seeing this. The tiny man seemed to be
moving. Sure enough, he was kicking with his legs, trying to keep out of the
man’s mouth. This tiny person surely did not want to get eaten, that much was
apparent. As he watched, the tiny man grimaced in pain as horror as the man
closed his mouth on his legs. He was done for now. The man continued to suck on
the tiny guy and the tiny guy seemed to be screaming or shouting, though he
could not hear anything. Soon enough, the tiny was slurped in, the man tilting
his head up and swallowing, a squirmy little lump apparent as it made it’s way
down past his Adam’s Apple and into his body.
“Whoa”, exclaimed Devin. “So, you’re telling me that was a
real person that guy just swallowed?”
“Mmmhmm”, said Kate.
“Yep”, said Andra.
“How is that even possible?”, Devin said, dumbfounded.
Kate spoke up, explaining that Meghyn, the restaurant’s
manager and partial owner, had developed the shrinking technology in
conjunction with her contacts in the military. The technology had been in
development for some time, for a variety of logistical benefits, but Meghyn had
rolled it out for the controversial usage of shrinking humans down for
consumption. With powerful allies in the military and government, she was able
to get local and state laws passed to make her business legal, while the case
slowly made it’s way up to the Supreme Court in a test of first amendment
priveleges.
“Wow”, said Devin aloud. He was stunned. Then he thought
back to the tiny boy that had gotten eaten by the man. Putting himself in the place of the tiny guys
that got eaten, he would not want to be eaten, of course, but if he had to be
eaten, he would prefer it to be a woman. It was the first time he’d had a
conscious thought about what it must be like to be tiny and get swallowed
alive. “And guys can eat other guys? That just seems…nasty”, said Devin, a look of disgust on his face.
“No…I mean…yes, it can happen”, Kate said, “But it’s pretty
rare. That’s the first time I’ve ever seen it. Most of the time, guys get eaten
by women. Women, when they get eaten, it seems to be more of an equitable split
on the gender of their consumer.”
As Devin and Michelle continued their discussion, Andra
seemed to have shifted atleast partial attention to a group of three young men,
college-aged boys. Devin noticed that one or more of them seemed to be making
eyes at Andra. One of them had also recently got up and walked to an adjacent
table, talking to a middle-aged couple before going back to sit with his
buddies.
Perhaps ten minutes later, the three young guys got up to
leave their table. Devin noticed one of them, a particularly haughty blond-haired
young man, seemed to be coming towards their table, but at the last minute, one
of the others pulled him along as they passed within a few feet of their table
– the three disappeared into the foyer lounge area. Andra’s eyes seemed to
follow them. Looking in her eyes from the side, he sensed a hunger in them, and
disappointment.
Kate looked bored and left to go upstairs and visit the
dance floor level. There had been a recent announcement over the intercom that
Devin had missed – apparently, some unusual event was happening up there.
***
In between texts with her friends, Lori watched the man and
woman at her neighboring table eat up their little shrinkies. She had listened
in casually to their conversation, learning their names were Douglas and Nancy.
It had been a strange sight to watch the man slurp up the
tiny men. She wondered whether that’s what the little guys wanted when they
signed up to be shrunk down. She reflected on having Calvin in her mouth. Perhaps I should have just eaten him. I bet
I would have enjoyed it, she thought.
Scarlett finally came back, informing her that Calvin had
decided to get eaten after all.
“That little twerp”, she responded angrily, “he just couldn’t
stand it that I pulled this on him. He had to go and one-up me again.” She
asked Scarlett for the bill, which was rather large, since it included Calvin’s
‘shrinkage’ and ‘disposal’, as it was itemized on her receipt.
She paid the bill and, with a harrumph, slid her purse over
her shoulder and left. She walked by Scarlett on the way out.
“Have a great night miss”, Scarlett said politely. ”By the
way, you mentioned you played a prank on your guy?”
Lori took a moment to calm herself, then giggling, she whispered
to her, “Yeah. I forged his signature on his forms. Just a little secret
between us girls, right?” She gave Scarlett a big tip in cash and walked out
into the foyer.
Scarlett stopped in her tracks, realizing the shrinky had
been telling the truth. “Huh...”, she exclaimed.
***