Melts in your Mouth: A Quaint Disposal
Michelle picked up where she left off, before Andra had made
her bathroom visit, “It's really not a so-out-there concept, to consider being
eaten. Think about it this way - history has been happening for thousands and
thousands of years, millions of years really. Each of us lives just a blip.
Wouldn't it be fun to kind of go out on your own terms, having a thrill with
some beautiful woman. What could be better than that? Why not live for the
moment, in the moment.”
She made a good point. "How about you?", Devin
responded.
"Me? I'd love to, if it was just me, but I have a
husband and family who love and need me. You're single, your family is all
older, you haven't started a family of your own yet. I mean, sure, your parents
and siblings and friends will miss seeing you on occasion, family get-togethers
and holidays and such, but they'll move on with their lives. You really are a
prime candidate for a place like this. You should consider it."
Kate and Andra had remained silent during this discussion.
For her part, on her way back to the bathroom, Andra had watched a couple cute
guys walk in. She was anxious not to let them slip out of her grasp and she
felt Devin to be a bit clingy. Clingy people annoyed her and she felt the best
way to deal with them was to dispatch them.
Michelle stated, “Andra. I think Devin has something to tell
you, don’t you Devin.”
Andra looked over to Devin. He had an unusual look on his
face, one of thoughtfulness and…there was something else she couldn’t quite
detect, something pleasant or mischievious. His dimple was showing. It made her
curious. "What?" she asked.
“Go ahead Devin”, Michelle pressed him softly, “tell her.
Tell her what you want.”
Devin looked Andra in the eye, searching for some form of
approval. He would hate to be rejected. He was conflicted between strong
feelings of desire and of looking silly. “Andra? Would you…eat me?”
“Sure”, she answered without a moment’s hesitation.
--
After Devin had signed the forms to be shrunk down, he stood
up with Andra to go get in line. “Alrighty, mister, let’s go get you shrunk”,
Andra said with an air of nanchalance.
As they left the table, Michelle said to Kate, "It's
funny isn't it. I bet he had no idea he’d be getting eaten when he saw us at
the theater earlier."
It sent a shiver through his system, to be involved in doing
something that was so taboo. He liked the thought of Andra as his conqueror,
his seductress. The moments ticked away as he saw the line move. Each new
couple that entered the shrink area was a step closer to the moment when he
would get shrunk and then he would be at her complete mercy. The nervous
tension warred with the temptation to give himself to her. Soon, very soon, he
would be giving himself, he would be taken. They moved forward again, now only
a few couples away. His heart skipped a beat.
Devin had leaned against Andra and put his arm on her
shoulder in an obvious attempt to feel her up. She had rejected the advance,
saying “later, after you’re shrunk.” Devin knew Andra had the ability to put on
airs. He remembered seeing her do so during department meetings and during
performance appraisals. But this was different. She seemed cold, distant,
detached. Perhaps even annoyed.
Devin heard the song that was currently playing in the dance
area - a cover by Sixpence None the
Richer of ‘Don't Dream It's Over’. It was one of his favorites and tugged at
his heart strings, making him feel nostalgic. Devin felt suddenly emotional.
His eyes were moist. He was enraptured by her beauty. If he could not have her,
he would become a part of her. "Andra, there's something I need to tell
you."
Yes?"
"I want to tell you that I love you”, he said, his
voice breaking.
"Oh, Devin..", she replied, seemingly discounting
his words.
"No. It's true. I didn't realize it at first, but I
think I've always loved you, from the first moment you transferred into our
group and became our manager. I’m so happy to have run into you this many years
later."
She looked at him thoughtfully. "Really?"
"Yeah. I think so. And even though you're beautiful, I
don't think it was your looks that first got to me. I mean, I always thought
you were pretty, but it was the way you acted, your voice, your personality.
You seemed so fun and wholesome and warm, all at once."
Andra gave him a heartfelt smile, "Devin, that's, um,
very sweet of you."
It was at that very moment that they had reached the front
of the shrink line.
"Name", said the dark-skinned beauty with the
nametag 'Jinx'. She was leaning towards him, holding a walky-talky.
"Ready to be shrunk?", Andra purred as she
whispered into his ear.
“Alright”, he agreed. “Devin Watson”, he said to the
attendant, then turning to Andra, added nervously, “Thank you, you know, for
doing this.”
“No, thank you.”
“Devin Watson”, said Jinx into her walky-talky.
Devin whispered back to her, “Andra, do you think after I’m
shrunk, you can take me to one of those private rooms Kate was telling me
about. Maybe I can see you naked?"
Her face took on a stern expression, "Devin. I'm married!",
she said, brushing off his suggestion and showing her ring to him.
“Alright, sir. You’re cleared”, said Jinx. “Go ahead and
step into the booth.”
Devin gave Andra a last look. It was the small, remote part
of his mind which was latching, clinging to survival that wanted to appeal to
her to talk him out of this and hoped that she would atleast try to. She had a
blank expression that he could not read. Seeing his momentary hesitance, she
gave him a polite smile, but didn’t say a word.
--
After he'd been shrunk down, de-haired and cleaned, he was
handed over to Andra, who had a grin like the Cheshire Cat. “Yay, me”, she said, as she took him. She
sniffed him, finding him to be quite plum.
(Andra near the shrink booths)
Her action triggered a similar response from him. When she
had leaned her face near him, for the first time all night, perhaps because of
his new size, he could detect a fragrance from her – it smelled sweet and
subtle.
Devin had imagined Andra sucking on him, breathing sexily
from her nostrils as she did so. It made his penis quiver in anticipation.
Despite his nerves, the thought of his former boss and longtime crush giving
him a full body massage with her tongue was so erotic it overwhelmed his other
senses.
As she walked away with him, she gave the shrinky a little
squeeze. She loved the texture of it. And to think, a minute ago, it was a
human being. Now, it was just a bite of food.
She continued walking into the elevator, which brought her
back to the first level. Walking by several people lounging around in the
foyer, she cupped the shrinky in her hands and entered back into the restaurant
proper.
As she walked back to her table, Andra had an idea. Sitting
between Kate and Michelle, she switched her grip on the shrinky from holding it
on her palm to wrapping her fingers around it’s torso, pinning it’s arms to
it’s sides. "Close your eyes”, she commanded.
Nervous, but excited, Devin did as he was told.
From the side, he heard Michelle giddily state, "Ok
look. It's so excited." She gazed at his quivering penis.
Andra agreed, "I know, it’s little thing is pretty
hard, right?”
Devin wanted badly to cover himself. Getting stared at by
three females while completely naked and his penis thrust out at their mercy
was quite embarrassing to him.
“Here you go Kate, bottom’s up”, Andra said, dropping Devin
into Kate’s hand. From the moment Devin had mentioned at the theatre about
wanting to visit Forbidden Dish, Andra had found the prospect of swallowing him
both nasty and strangely amusing. This was a way for her to avoid doing the
deed herself.
Devin had felt himself being lifted, then dropped, landing
on his butt on a soft surface. Before he could get his bearings, he was grasped
roughly and moved downward and dunked head-first into a cold, pungent liquid.
It only lasted a moment, but the cold was a shock to his system. His eyes
blinking, he was removed and moved upwards in a whirlwind, then felt an immense
warmth as he was deposited onto a soft, moist, musculature that quivered under
him and curled up around him.
He had lost track of what was happening to him. It all
seemed so sudden. I must be on her tongue,
he realized. It felt indescribably good. He moved his body to flow well with
the motion of the tongue, in an almost yin-and-yang type fashion, making sure
to press his package up against it as it undulated against him.
He heard laughter, then voices.
"I can't believe you Andra", said a giggling
voice. It sounded like Michelle's.
"Haha, I just thought she would enjoy him more than
me", said Andra's voice.
Then there was darkness as the woman closed her mouth around
him. He felt and heard a hum around him as the mouth took the measure of his
taste.
Hold on a minute,
he thought with horror, if I can hear
Andra and Michelle's voices, then...he must be in that man-eater Kate's
mouth. Wait! I didn’t agree to this!
With urgency, he tried to claw and flail his way towards
where he thought the entrance to her mouth was. Suddenly, he was thrust upwards
against her palate and squeezed hard, his body flattened. He gasped, losing his
breath. But before he had a chance to regain his bearings, he heard a loud
"Glutch” and he was sent quickly barreling into a tight canal. He lost all
bearings of what was happening to him as he seemed to be squeezed from all sides
at once. "Ahhhh", he screamed as he descended.
From either side, Michelle and Andra watched with amusement
as the squirming bulge traveled down Kate’s neck.
"Mmmm. Yummy", said Kate. She had dipped the
shrinky into some leftover ginger sauce from her salad before depositing it in
her mouth. She opened her mouth now in a grin to show them it was empty.
"All gone now."
"See, I knew you'd like that", said Andra happily.
"Just didn't quite measure up, eh?", asked
Michelle.
""Oh, HELL no", Andra replied.
Michelle looked over at Andra, "You know, Andra...".
Her tone was slightly judgmental and it was something Andra had heard from her
friend many times over the years.
"What?”, Andra said, “I know...I'm a bitch." She
seemed resigned to the title. “I mean, yeah, it was good to see someone that
used to work for me again after many years, but…he was just an acquaintance,
not someone that was part of my life. It was just an odd coincidence that we
were both at the same theater today. Anyway, good to see him again and also
good to see Kate eat him. She liked it. Life goes on.”
Michelle shrugged at her. In her own way, she was similar to
Andra in terms of callousness. She had just found the guy cute and would have
preferred Andra to give the snack to her.
Now, with Devin out of the way, Andra’s mind switched back
to that of a huntress. Though they had been at the Dish for hours, the night
was still far from over. Judging by her recent walk through the foyer, fresh
prey had recently wandered in. The three paid their bill and headed upstairs to
the dance floor - that was where all the horny young guys were at, having fun.
Andra licked her lips in anticipation.
***
Meghyn’s office, end of the business night
Meghyn was trying the new serum out with one of the leftover
unwillings, the shrinky looking to be a young man of college age. Before she’d
brought him into her mouth, she’d asked his name, which he meekly told her was Stefan. Some ninety seconds later, after she’d popped
him in, she felt the boy burst into liquid form. She had heard him squeak and stiffen
in her mouth just prior. She smiled at the wonderful flavor. “Mmmm”.
As she swallowed his remains, she noted that it was thick, almost syrupy
and flowed easily down her throat. The new serum was a success!
Afterward, she pulled his paperwork out along with the
paperwork for the other boy she’d swallowed just prior. She took out a red pen
and crossed the original name out under the Consumer line, then wrote her name
in it’s place. With a sharp movement, she stamped them with big bold red
letters, ‘EATEN’. She added them to the rather full file containing the forms
of those eaten for the day.
***
Back home after a long night, Lindsay’s roommate Kate had
congratulated her on her amazing performance. Lindsay was lounging with her
feet up on the sofa, wearing nothing but a long shirt, while Kate sat in her
favorite recliner. The TV was on, but neither paid much attention to it. The
two talked about the eventful night and about the abundance of male volunteers
to get eaten.
“Meghyn told us we set a new record tonight”, Lindsay
declared proudly.
“Doesn’t surprise me at all. There was a ton of guys to pick
from. Meghyn’s really got some interesting ideas, with the new Runner’s game
and the glow-in-the-dark things, the variety of shrinky dessert items and
drinks. She’s a natural business woman”, said Kate.
“Yeah”, agreed Lindsay. “And speaking of guys, my stomach is
telling me that it’s time to drop a few off.” In the last couple minutes,
Lindsay had felt an urgent sense of pressure on her tummy and bladder. “Be
right back.”
Lindsay felt some relief as she squatted on the toilet seat.
The wasteful remains of her shrunken prey wanted out. She was dismayed as her
stool took on a very moist and creamy texture. “Oh goodness”, she exclaimed.
She would need a lot of toilet paper to deal with the residual liquid. And even
after she was done and had flushed, she still felt a slight cramping in her
abdomen. She wondered if it was the sesame seed oil on the ‘strippers’ which
had caused this. She liked the taste, but it didn’t always agree with her
system.
“What’s a matter?”, asked Kate as she saw Lindsay return to
the living room, walking a little funny and with a bit of a grimace on her
face.
“Ah, nothing”, she lied, then quipped, “It was a great
night, but it’s been kind of a shitty morning.”
The End