That night, she took him to her bedroom with her and let him lie on her stomach.

“I’m pleased that my punch stunt worked out as I’d planned, and gave you the idea of eating me as well,” said Denny.

“I’d been thinking about it long before that. When I first met Edith, she told me that she had snuck into your school’s science classroom with a boy named Connor after school one day, and found that the teacher Miss Balfour had a reducing device in her handbag, which she’d left on the classroom desk, while she had gone to attend a teachers staff meeting. Edith had reduced Connor with it, taken him home and eaten him. So I made an offer to Edith, that she could have the house if she brought me a boy from your world, so that I could go on lots of dates with him and then eat him up one day. It’s worked out well for Edith and me, and for you too.”

Denny was stunned to learn that Miss Balfour had invented a reducing machine, and that Edith had used it on Connor. If he’d known about that back then, he might have been able to pursuade Miss Balfour to reduce him and give him to the librarian, the shop assistant, or the waitress, so that he could have touched their tongues. However, this was a better experience with a lady he liked more than any of the other three, and this world was a fantasy realm in real life, which only he and Edith knew about. He was amazed at the way that Edith and Moynie had arranged this outcome for him.

“This is a nice big soft stomach that you have,” he said.

“In a few weeks you’ll be inside it,” said Moynie, in the same friendly voice which made it all sound so natural and wonderful.

“It’s interesting to think that your dinner is being digested only a couple of feet for me, a couple of inches for you, below me.”

“You’re mixing up the two sections of my tummy,” said Moynie, “The food is being digested in the rear compartment of my tummy. There’s a wall of tummy flesh between that and the front compartment you’re lying on now, which is as thick as the space between where you are and the front compartment. There’s no digestive pathways in the front compartment. It’s just like a soft little cave.”

“Do mean that I won’t be digested then?” he asked, amazed again.

“Of course not. You’ll stay in the front compartment, so I can always feel you moving around, and you can feel the movements of my big tummy around you too.”

“I’ve learnt about the human body from cutaway diagrams in Miss Balfour’s science classes. We don’t have those compartments. Connor would have been completely digested by Edith.”

“In a way that’s an even greater difference between our people, than our comparitive sizes,” said Moynie.

“This means we’ll always be together. Although I suppose that Connor and Edith are always together too, in a very different way.”