When Donald was 7, he was staying at his grandmother’s huge mansion for the holidays. He went to sleep on the first night. When he awoke, the sun was up, but he wasn’t in his bedroom at his grandmother’s place. He was in the flowerbed of a gigantic garden, which was so large that the flowers concealed him. He looked up out at what beheld his eyes. There was a garden seat, on which sat an extremely beautiful gigantic 27 year old lady. She was wearing a long white dress and had long dark hair and full shapely lips. Her neck was attractively long, even in proportion to her giant size. There was something about her lips and her neck which combined to excite him, but he couldn’t explain it clearly in his mind.
The giantess could not see him, and he was wondering about stepping out and introducing himself to her, and making friends, but he soon dropped off to sleep again. He then awoke in his bed again, and looked out at the rising sun. In the giantess’s garden, it had been the middle of the morning, by the look of it, but now he was watching a sunrise. He assumed that the experience had been nothing more than a dream, and yet it had seemed so real. He wished he could have seen the giantess again, but soon the pleasures of life at his grandmother’s house side tracked him, as he settled down to watch the cartoon shows before going out into the garden to play.
When he was 10 years old, he stayed over at his grandmother’s again, as it had become a routine holiday treat for him. After he’d gone to sleep, he awoke in the same giant garden, it seemed, but this time it was late in the evening. He was not in the garden itself, but on a gigantic party table which had been set up in the garden. He was lying in a large bowl of lollies shaped like small candy men, about his own size, covered by candies, except that there was room for his eyes to peek out and see that there were several giant ladies gathered around the table.
Also on the table were other bowls of food, and a sign which read:
Beautiful Ladies Club
Monthly Dinner Party
After a while, he saw the same lady he’d seen 3 years earlier approache the table. He could see the top of her grey skirt and a short sleeved buttonless shirt that seemed to change colour from dark green to dark blue, depending on her exact position with respect to the various garden lights which had been turned on for the party. Her hair was now of medium length, which somehow seemed to suit her even more than the long hair he had remembered. She approached and picked up one of the candy men beside him and put it into her mouth. He watched her eating it and gulping it down. The party seemed to have been well under way for some time. It continued for what felt like another hour of so, and then the guest ladies left. When one of them thanked the familiar giantess for hosting, she called her Raina. So at last he had a name by which to think of her.
When the guests had gone, Raina carried each bowl inside in turn and eventually took his in last, and put it on the kitchen bench. Then she picked up the candy man which was covering him and was about to put it into her mouth, when she saw him.
“Hello!” she said, “How did you get here?”
“I don’t know. I went to sleep at home, where everyone is my size. Then I woke up here.”
“In that bowl?”
“Yes.”
“I’ve never had a little boy before. You can stay the night with me.”
“Thank you, Miss Giant.”
She made a makeshift bed for him, using folded clothing as a small mattress and pillow, and a blanket, and set it up on an indoor table. Then she leaned down and kissed him goodnight.
Hours later he awoke in his own bed and lay awake thinking about the giantess. This time he had felt her hand picking him up and placing him in the makeshift bed. He had felt her giant lower lip being touched to his face when she’d kissed him goodnight. He knew that it had all been real on this night, and must all have been real three years earlier too. What he did not know was how he would get back to see her again.
He soon fell asleep and then awoke in the makeshift bed in the giantess’s house, to see that she was smiling down at him.
“Hello, sleepy boy. I guess you were up very late last night, at my party. You slept in this morning. I’ve finished clearing up after the party. I’m going out to have lunch and an afternoon talk with a few ladies from the club. I’ve left you some lunch on the table beside your bed. You can have as much as you want, and I’ll come home and see you at dinner time.”
The giantess left, and he ate a generous helping of food, became soporific and fell asleep again. He awoke to find that it was sunrise in his own bedroom again. He was a little confused about the timing of events, and surmised that time in the giantess’s home must be a little different to its passing on earth. He had a fairly normal day, playing at his grandmother’s house, but spent most of it keenly looking forward to going to bed, so that he could hopefully make it back to see his giantess friend Raina again. He surprised his grandmother by offering to go to bed early, as she was used to him wanting to stay up longer.
He dropped off to sleep for only a few minutes, before he awoke to see that he was in the giantess’s kitchen, looking up at her lovely towering face. She was now wearing a dark brown skirt, and a grey jumper with brown diamonds on it. He felt something around him and looked at his more immediate surroundings. He was lying on a dinner plate. Then he remembered that she’d said, “I’ve never had a little boy before.”
He had assumed that she was referring to having him as a guest. Now the expression took on a different meaning. He recalled his first view of her neck three years earlier, and realised now why it had fascinated him. He had imagined being gulped down it, and even moreso when she had swallowed the candy man the night before this present encounter.
“You were asleep again, when I came home,” she said.
“Are you going to eat me now?” he asked.
“Yes darling. You look lovely,” said Raina.
“I like looking at your neck,” said Donald, “It will be nice to go down inside it.”
“Well soon you will,” said Raina, “I’m going to put you into my mouth for a while, and then swallow you down to the front section of my tummy.”
“What’s a section?” he asked, being only 10 years old.
“Well my tummy has a wall in the middle, with a part like a small cave in the front and another part with my digestive acids in the back. I’ll swallow you into the front section, and you can stay with me.”
“How wonderful,” said Donald.
“I’m glad you like the thought of it,” said Raina, “I surely do.”
She took him to the dinner table and sat down. She picked him up and held him in front of her mouth.
“Here, have a bit of a look, before I pop you in,” she said.
She opened her mouth and he looked inside. Her pink tongue was spread out in front of him and the sight of it had an even more positively enervating effect on him than her neck.
“Your tongue looks so beautiful!” he said, “It will be lovely to lie on it.”
“Then I’ll leave you there for several minutes to enjoy it, before I gulp you down,” she said, “It will be nice for me to enjoy the taste of you for a while too. You look delicious. We might never understand how you came here, but I’m so happy that you did.”
“Me too,” said Donald.
“Alright, well in you go, little boy.”
She opened wide again, and slid him over her lower lip and onto her tongue. He looked at the back of her mouth, and then at the tongue surface below him and lay there in a mixture of comfort and ecstacy. Her mouth went dark, when she closed it, but he could not forget what he’d seen, and enjoyed the feeling of her tongue for several minutes, until he felt a little movement. Her tongue arched upwards and he felt gravity taking its natural course as he began to slide towards her throat. He slid in gently and then went down slowly, remembering the outer view of her neck, now aware that it was all around him, as he was carried down to the base of her neck and then slid further into the front section of her tummy.
He lay down and found himself falling asleep.
When he awoke, it was morning at his grandmother’s house, and he knew that he would always remember his adventure with the beautiful giant lady as being the greatest hilight of all his holiday visits to his grandmother’s house.
Two years later, on another visit, he fell asleep and awoke in the giantess’s garden again. It was night time, but some of the lights were on, and he saw her walking around in the garden, apparently having an evening stroll by herself. He let her see him, and noticed that her hair was cut fairly short this time. He seemed to like it even more that way.
“Hello Miss Giant,” he said.
“I’m pleased to meet you, little boy,” said Raina, “Two years ago I ate a little boy like you.”
“Would you like to eat me too?” asked Donald, as he realised that she wouldn’t expect him to be the same boy. She had no awareness that he had come to and from the giant land while asleep several times. She hadn’t even been at home to see him return to his grandmother’s house for most of the day that had led up to the night that she had eaten him when he was ten years old and she was 30. Now they were 12 and 32 respectively.
“I’d love to,” said Raina. She bent down and took him in her elegant fingers and carried him into the house. She was wearing a long woollen pullover and a long diamond patterned skirt. She sat down on the carpet and placed him in front of her.
“It will be nice to be in your tummy....” he said, and managed to stop himself before adding the somewhat revealing word “again.”
“You’ll have to go to the back section, since I kept the other little boy in the front section, but don’t worry. Stomach acids don’t hurt, or they would have hurt me from within. I imagine you’ll just feel a little tingling, and then you’ll be digested like most conventional food.”
He hadn’t thought of the ramifications of the giantess believing that she still had him in the front section of her stomache. She believed his present day 12 year old self to be another little boy entirely.
He remembered how exciting her tongue looked the previous time.
“Would you give me some licks, before you put me into your mouth?”
“As many as you like, little darling.”
That sounded like something to keenly look forward to.
“I think I’ll turn in now. I’ll have to make up a little bed for you, won’t I?”
“Could I lie on your pillow against your cheek?”
“How sweet. You’d be very welcome.”
She took him to her bedroom and lay down and positioned him beside her. He snuggled against her cheek, while her head was facing the ceiling. Then when she turned sideways, he rubbed his hand over her lower lip.
“That feels nice,” she said, “And very special. A lady doesn’t have the chance to eat a nice little boy like you every day.”
“I don’t have the chance to be eaten by a beautiful giant lady every day either.”
“Well, the one being eaten only has one chance for the experience,” said Raina, “After that, well he’s been eaten, and that’s it.”
She turned her head upwards again, and this time he lay against the neck which had first caught his eye five years earlier. He fell asleep and woke up in his own bed. It was still the middle of the night. He thought about what things would have been like if he could have stayed there and awaited his second chance to be eaten. If he told her who he really was, she would have agreed to gulp him down to the front section of her tummy instead. At the same time, she would have been disappointed that she had not actually had him in her stomach for the last two years. On top of that, she would have been disappointed that she was not eating a second little boy, but merely swallowing the first for a second time. However, if he didn’t tell her who he really was, then she intended to enjoy the presence of his earlier self in her tummy (as she believed to be the case) and would certainly digest him in the back section. It was all a moot point, since he had returned to earth before she could wake up and eat him.
He fell asleep again, and then awoke in the giant garden in the middle of the afternoon. Soon he saw the giantess walking across the lawn.
“So there you are!” she called.
He remembered his conundrum and ducked back into the flowerbed to conceal himself.
The giantess drew closer.
“How did you get out here?” she asked.
“I can’t really explain,” he said.
“You must have climbed off the bed and snuck out here before I woke up. I’ve been looking for you for hours. I thought we had made an arrangement for me to eat you all up some time today.”
“I know. I just got to thinking. It would be the thrill of my life to have those licks from you, but being digested would not work out nearly as well for me as it would for you. What would you say to giving me the licks, then putting me into your mouth to enjoy the taste for a while, and then letting me out again?”
“That doesn’t really sound like eating someone properly,” she said.
“It’s the closest we could come to it, without ... the other outcome,” said Donald.
“I appreciate your perspective, and your honesty in telling me, but my mind is made up in favour of ‘the other outcome.’”
“It would be a shame to forego the licks, but I’m going to have to withdraw my offer to be eaten,” said Donald.
“I appreciated the sweetness of your offer last night, when you made it, but I hardly needed any offers, little boy.”
He recalled the fact that she hadn’t requested his permission two years ago, when he’d awoken on the dinner plate. She had obviously already made her plans then and merely appreciated his positive response to a decision that she’d already made. When she’d found him again and mistaken him for somebody new less than a day ago, she had already decided to make a meal of him, and merely developed a fondness for his subsequent offer. Now she was insisting on going ahead with it, regardless of his loss of enthusiasm.
“You’ll have to catch me first!” he said, and turned and ran.
“You can be sure that I will!” she called, “Before this day is over, you shall be digested in my tummy, little boy!”
He ducked and weaved through the flowerbed, while she expended negligible efforts to circle around and cut off his escape. She reached down and seized him and stood up.
“I told you,” she said.
She took him inside and sat on the couch.
“We still have some time before dinner, and I have been recalling the way you touched my lip last night,” she said.
“It’s so beautiful,” said Donald.
“Would you like me to kiss you?”
“Oh yes.”
She pressed her lips to his entire face and enveloped his head for several seconds, and then again for several minutes.
“I love you,” he said at last.
“I know. It’s alright that you ran away. I would have done the same thing in your place. As you said, being eaten isn’t as beneficial as doing the eating. At your size, you just have to expect that it could well happen. I host parties here from time to time, rotating with other hosts in a club I joined. I’m glad that none of the other ladies found you or my first little boy before I did.”
“So am I. They’re not as beautiful as you,” he said.
“How would you know?” she asked.
He realised that he’d slipped up again in concealing his identity. He decided that the best time to explain who he was would be after he had enjoyed the licks, but before she put him into her mouth. Then she would swallow him to the front section of her tummy instead of the back, and he wouldn’t be digested, but would have the time to sleep again until he presumably woke up on earth.
“Well they couldn’t be, because you’re so perfectly beautiful,” he said.
She kissed him again.
“I love you too,” she said, “But that doesn’t take anything away from how close it is to dinner time.”
She took him to the kitchen, set him on a plate, carried him to the dinner table and sat down. She lifted him gently in her fingers and then let him lie back on her palm. He watched as her immense tongue came out of her mouth and slid over his face and shoulders, before returning to the inside of her mouth. She repeated these movements again and again.
“How was that?” she asked.
“It was wonderful,” he said, preparing to tell her that he was the boy she had eaten two years earlier.
“I enjoyed it very much too,” said Raina, and suddenly popped him into her mouth and closed it.
“Raina, wait!” he called, but the next thing he knew he was gulped into her throat and sliding down her neck.
Suddenly he found himself falling out of his own bed and landing on the carpet.
It was once again sunrise on earth. There must have been something about the whole phenomenon that always returned him to earth at sunrise, perhaps a condition caused by the sun itself.
He realised what a close call he had just had. If he hadn’t returned to earth before he’d reached her stomach, he would have been in no condition to return to earth at all.
Nothing happened for another two years. Then he again found himself waking up in the giantess’s house this time, in the middle of the day. She saw him and introduced herself. She was now 34, and he was 14. Things were different on earth too, as his grandmother no longer supervised him throughout the daytimes, leaving him free to midday snooze his way into the giant land if it would work.
“Hello young man. My name is Raina, and I have eaten two little boys like you. One lives in the front section of my tummy, and the other was digested... after a certain amount of discussion. So I’d like to make the situation perfectly understood between the two of us now, to avoid any complications later. My intentions for you are largely culinary. I was briefly married, for around a year, but I eventually came to realise that the marriage was not right, as the man had abandoned his real wife in order to court me. Once I found that out, I could not stay with him. So I find myself single again. I am free to court you if you wish, but the relationship can only last a few days, after which I will gobble you whole and digest you in due course. Do I need to explain things any further?”
He couldn’t take any further risks with the back section of her stomache. He had to tell her his real identity.
“I have something to clarify too,” he said, “I have no control over my visits to your land, and it always happens while I’m asleep, except that the last return trip happened while I was awake here, inside your throat. You see I am all three of the little boys. The first time you ate me, I fell asleep in the front section of your tummy and then awoke at home. The second time, I vanished from your throat and ended up falling out of my bed at home. So, given the circumstances, you might as well gulp me down to the front section instead of the back.”
“I see. I don’t have to take your advice on that, but if I do, it guarantees that I can keep eating you every time you come here. If it’s been you every time, then I doubt that I’ll meet and eat any other little boys, and will need to make the most of you, by repeating the experience every time I can. It does explain why I still felt hungry after I ate you the second time. I knew I would the first time, and so I ate some other food after you’d reached the front section and then digested it in the back section.”
“So you’re not upset with me for getting away?”
“When you tried to escape in the garden last time, I told you afterwards that I’d have done the same thing in your situation. It seems that you had nothing to worry about after all, and now you never will have to worry again.”
“I’m glad you’re not really married after all.”
“I had that anulled, once I found out that it was adulterous,” she said, “So I’m all yours if you’re sure you want someone who did her level best to eat you up in the most permanent manner before.”
“It was all the more thrilling. I was just surprised when you suddenly stuffed me into your mouth after the licks. I was going to tell you who I was before I went into your mouth, so that you could swallow me to the front section after all.”
“I didn’t know that at the time. I thought it was better to get on with gobbling you all up, rather than say a goodbye speech while you were standing outside my mouth, soaking wet in tongue water.”
“I’ve always remembered you chasing me in the garden in your lovely dress too. Could we do some more chases each time, before you eat me?”
“I liked the chase too. Perhaps we could try an indoor chase this time. You’d have less chance of ultimately escaping, but more places to hide until I catch you.”
“Well if I do elude you altogether, shall I just come out and reveal myself after you give up looking for me?”
“If I give up,” she said, “I might never give up. We’ll be enacting the scene as though you were still in as much danger as you were last time. I’ll be keener than ever to make sure that you don’t escape.”
“You’re driving me wild just talking about it,” he said.
“I feel the same way,” said Raina.
They chose a part of the house for the first indoor chase, and she gave him a headstart, and then came after him. They both enjoyed the pursuit and his eventual capture.
When she served him at the table and licked him generously several times, they were both happier than ever that the situation could be recreated endlessly, as long as he retained the ability to sleep his way to and from her home.