The Purple Bands - Ava Gets Stuffed

The large stretch limo arrived, pulling in front of the entrance to the restaurant. Danielle and Lindsay greeted the superstar and escorted her and an entourage of several other attractive women (who Ava had introduced as “close, close friends,”) up the back stairs and into the building. Lindsay guessed that they were just there to try eating people for free, but she kept her suspicions to herself.

Lindsay looked out into the club. She eyed several cute boys who started her belly rumbling. She frowned at their purple bracelets that seemed to mock her from the wrist of what otherwise might be potential prey. She couldn’t eat them. They were wearing purple bands. She would need to think of a way around that.

As she daydreamed, she heard a noise behind her. It was some guy trying to get into the club. A last minute groupie, she thought. But looking more at the guy, she realized this wasn’t the case. He was no more than a teenage boy, probably eighteen or nineteen. In fact, she found him very cute. Something about him reminded her of Danielle’s boyfriend Quinn.

The boy was arguing with the attendant, so she decided to find out what the issue was.

“What’s the matter here?”, she asked as she eyed the boy up.

“This guy says he’s looking for his dad. Seems his dad is going to Ava Max’ concert.”

“And he doesn’t know anything about Forbidden Dish”, Kyle said, hoping that might sway the women. He looked into Lindsay’s eyes, thinking her very attractive and hoping to gain her favor.

“Sorry sweetie”, Lindsay said assertively, “the only way you’re getting through there is to go to the concert. Which means you have to sign the waiver and pay the fee.”

“But I don’t wanna go to the concert”, Kyle protested.

“Them's the rules, kid”, said Lindsay coldly. “Take it or leave it. But I’ll say one thing – this concert is gonna be one heckuva wild ride.” She nodded her head to the side, willing the boy to see her logic.

Kyle looked at the server. Damn, she is hot. Maybe there would be other hot girls inside. Maybe he’d see Charity. Perhaps this wouldn’t be a wasted trip to just find his dad after all.

“Alright, how much is it?”, he asked, reaching into his pocket for his money clip.

“It’s right here, on the flyer”, said the attendant, pointing to the hefty entrance fee.

“Geez. That much?”, Kyle grumbled.

You gotta pay…”, Lindsay said with a sly smile, “to play”.

“But Lindsay, he’s not twenty-one”, protested the attendant.

“Oh, I think we can make this one exception’, Lindsay said, caressing Kyle’s cheek. “Besides, by the end of the night, I’m sure he’ll feel like he’s twenty-one, atleast to me.”

Kyle didn’t know what she meant by the statement, but it sounded good to him, as did the feel of her touch on his cheek.

Lindsay watched him quickly go through and sign the waiver form and pay the fee.

“Here. Put this purple bracelet on”, she said, escorting the boy into the large throng of onlookers.

--

“She’s here”, A rich deep voice said over Megyhn’s office speaker. Megyhn smiled.

“Right on time”, she said. The girls could take care of everything. They've done this before. She went back to writing invitation letters to various celebrity stalkers. It was a great way to get a guaranteed sale; besides, it was a public service after all.

--

While Ava was getting the star treatment, Skittles and the rest of the band ‘Who Bit Fluffy?’ came in through the front. They came in Hess's old run down van. Hess was Adela's favorite. If the band ever decided that they no longer had use for him she had a nice spot for him to fill. Speaking of filling spots, she hoped Ava didn't clean the place out. The fridge was empty at home. Adela had to wait at the podium just in case more people came in late. After the concert, she’d stand guard upstairs, but until then she was left alone with her thoughts, most of which concerned Hess and a red bracelet.

***

It wasn’t until Lindsay heard Danielle’s voice over the loudspeaker that she realized her friend was up on stage.

“And now Ladies and Gentlemen; It is my great pleasure to introduce ‘Who Bit Fluffy!’.”

Danielle hurried off the stage while Skittles and her posse of mismatched rockers started jamming.

It appeared that Skittles had built her band by collecting a musician of every genre of music and incorporating them into an unlikely musical alliance. It seemed a ludicrous idea, but against all odds the band seemed to mesh well and sounded a damn sight better than Ava did. Everybody grew quiet when they played. Skittles and Hess were on Guitar, Bernard was on bass, and Helmut was on drums. They did not look like a cohesive band. Every one of them was in a completely different costume.

They played ‘The Almighty Dollarhide’, ‘Stuck Zipper’, and were really getting into it, but then they played ‘Delicious Bran’ and Skittles left the stage in tears. The band did two instrumentals that they'd perfected for such occasions.

Despite the decent music, someone had dialed the sound up to eleven, giving the base a particularly teeth-jarring quality. It almost hurt Lindsay’s brain. With a last, longing glance at a particularly tasty boy (who was wearing a purple bracelet and also completely unaware that he was being sized up as a potential meal), Lindsay went in search of whomever was in charge of the sound. She had the idea of asking him to turn things down a few notches so she could hear herself think. She reasoned that if he turned out to be one of those half deaf music junkies and didn’t want to turn the sound down, then maybe she could convince him to be shrunk down and eaten and then she would turn the sound down afterwards.

Seconds after she got the sound problem corrected, ‘Who Bit Fluffy?’ finished playing. Figures.

When they were done there was only polite applause. Most of the people had no idea who they were and were only there for Ava. Ava, on the other hand, liked their work and decided that she'd ask them to open for her on the rest of the tour. The lead singer of her previous band had a family emergency and she had no other opening act.

After ‘Who Bit Fluffy?’ vacated the stage, Ava and her backup dancers came forward surrounded by her personal security detail. The crowd went wild. She smiled and blew a kiss in the general direction of the audience.

"Thank all of you so much for coming out", she said smiling. She was wearing ‘clothes’ that made the wait staff at Forbidden Dish look conservative. It was mostly a series of straps that covered just enough to be legal. (She was famous for dressing controversially)

Her backup dancers were similarly dressed, "Now, let's make this worth your while!" She danced to pre-recorded music, but her singing was real as far as anybody there could tell. The more obsessed fans, including Chaz, sang along.

She sang many of her signature songs and tried out some new stuff she'd been working on. When they were done, she and her dancers were covered with a sheen of sweat. The crowd sounded like they were going to rupture their vocal cords cheering.

"We're going to go get ready for dinner now. I can't thank you enough for this," Ava said toweling off, "I'll see you downstairs." She blew another kiss to the audience and was escorted back through the employee stairwell.

--

Wil was confused. He had been amazed at how the size of the crowd had grown since he’d arrived. And now, Ava had abruptly left the stage. I thought there'd be a signing before she headed out.

Two of the waitresses stood at the door and called for the people's attention. They'd closed the door, and he couldn't be certain, but it almost looked like they locked it.

"Ok people, I need you to line up over there. I'm going to take you down to Ava ten at a time. Please don't shove each other." She was calm and professional and didn't take any of the grumbler's crap. "Ok, The first ten can follow me", she filed out with ten fans while the purple haired waitress watched the crowd and made sure they were orderly.

Wil quickly shuffled into line. Though he wasn’t near the front, the vast majority of people were behind him, thankfully. He congratulated himself for thinking quickly. Another minute and twenty or more people might have gotten in front of him.

***

Lindsay guided each of the first ten into a shrinking booth, then closed and locked the hatches down the line.

"All clear!", she yelled, then went by and pressed each of the buttons working up the line. She grabbed a tray with a large bowl on it and gathered each of the first ten shrinkies. She didn't dawdle, but she didn't run either, but moved methodically. She took them downstairs through the employee stairwell and to the clubroom.

Ava and her entourage were seated at the massive oak dinner table. Other waitresses had brought the backup dancers shrunken people from the main restaurant. Ava smiled as Lindsay placed the first bowl in front of her. She peered delightfully into the bowl – seeing all the tiny naked people in all their glory triggered her saliva glands to kick in – she licked her lips with her tongue almost to keep from drooling:

"Thank you", she said politely, handing Lindsay a 20 (she did this each time Lindsay brought a new bowl), "I've never done this before”, she was nervously drumming her fingers on the table as she talked to the people in the bowl, "I'm not sure how to begin."

She picked up one of the men, "Are you sure this is ok?" she asked Lindsay.

"Are you kidding?", the tiny man in her hand said, "I've wanted this for a long time!" The others in the bowl nodded enthusiastically. Ava started. She wasn’t used to her food talking. It sounded like high-pitched squeaks, but she could understand them. It was very surreal.

“Don’t worry, they’ve all volunteered”, Lindsay assured her.

"Well, if that's how you feel I'd best not keep you waiting", Ava said to the tiny man as she lowered him into her mouth. She made a strange face as she tried to get used to his movement on her tongue. It took her a while to work up the courage to swallow him.

"Oh wow, I can still feel him move! Is that normal?" Lindsay nodded. Ava had an easier time with the next three since she finally understood how to position them.

One tiny young man jumped up and down impatiently in the bowl. When she picked him up, he said “King me, Ava.” She laughed, gave him a salute with an imaginary sword, then swallowed him whole.

"Should I get another set of ten ready?" Lindsay asked. Ava nodded as she swallowed a sixth.

“Just keep them coming. I’m going to try to break Taylor’s record.” Her entourage cheered.

"Ok then, after I bring this one, I'll go get the next ten and keep bringing them in sets of ten until you tell me to stop.

Ava nodded as she swallowed another one.

--

"Next ten people come on in. Single file please", Lindsay called from the booth room.

Chaz was excited. He wanted to be in the first group, but most of the people were too fast for him. He was giddy as she guided them into the booths and closed the doors. He couldn’t wait to meet Ava. As his hatch was locking, Chaz's hatch reality came crashing down on him.

"Wait! I don't want to get shrunk! I changed my mind!", he yelled. Lindsay locked the last three hatches and looked down the line.

"All clear!" she yelled.

"Didn't you hear me? I want out!", Chaz yelled, banging on the hatch. The lock held firm. Lindsay must not have heard him. He saw her pressing the buttons as she came up the line closer and closer to him. Each time she pushed a button, a flash followed.

When she got to his hatch, he said loudly, “Excuse me miss! Please unlock the door!"

She looked directly at him. There's no way she didn't notice him, "Whew! For a second there I thought.." but before he could finish she pushed the button.

--

Lindsay carried the bowl with the next ten to the table. She was glad Danielle was only in charge of drinks. If she would've heard the guy complaining, she would've backed up the whole system to save him. Lindsay knew that if Ava had to wait too long between servings she'd start to feel full, and in trying to save one idiot who changed his mind at the last minute, she'd get nine people sold to someone else. If she filled up this early, more sales would be lost, as Ava was paying a premium for each fan she swallowed. It was simple math.

“Hey! What’s the big idea?”, the one that tried to back out yelled.

She ignored him.

“I changed my mind! I don’t want to be eaten!”, He yelled even louder.

“That’s between you and Ava. She purchased you, so she makes that decision. I’m very sorry, but I can’t help you.” Lindsay had already decided that if Ava let him off the hook she was going to make it a point to eat the noisy fan. These stairs were hell on her feet and she deserved a reward.

“Purchaser? I’m a human being! I can’t be purchased!”, he yelled.

Lindsay pushed open the door and deftly switched Ava’s empty bowl for the full one. Before the tiny man could gripe at her any more she was back upstairs lining up the next ten.

Ava was on a roll now. She’d figured out how to swallow them fast and decided that she needed to pick up the pace if she wanted to beat Taylor’s record. No time to sit around and chat. Her best bet was to just pound them down. She began to slurp them like oysters.

Chaz was trying to get Ava’s attention, but he wasn’t the only one in the bowl that was yelling. The others were cheering her on as she lifted them and quickly slurped them up. She downed five before finally grabbing him.

“Ava! I changed my..” There wasn’t even a full second between the time she grabbed him and the moment he was stuffed into her mouth. Before he could wrap his mind around what happened he was being sucked down a hot wet tube. He landed with a plop in her stomach and found himself in a huddle of bodies. As he struggled to reach the top another person fell on him and pushed him under the pile. Arms and legs buffeted him from all sides and held him under the stomach acid.

Ava paused. That last one was really cheesy and she had heard him squeak as she stuffed him into her mouth. She shrugged and grabbed another. Lindsay brought in the next ten and dumped the last three into the new bowl so she could take the empty one.

Ava continued to tuck in.

The others in her group were no longer eating. They were watching and cheering her on. She’d already eaten twenty with no signs of slowing down.

***

Lindsay came back and lined up the next ten. Wil waved over the purple haired woman.

“What’s taking so long?”, he asked.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure she’s eating as fast as she can”, she said pleasantly.

While Wil was trying to figure out what her answer had to do with his question, Lindsay came and got the next ten. Wil was pleased to see that he was next in line. About damn time.

Not long after she’d sent the last line in, Lindsay came back and guided Wil and the rest of the next ten into the booth room. She had her hand on his shoulder and guided him into a strange booth closing and locking the door.

“Excuse me, what’s going on?”, Wil asked, but she was already going down the line shutting the other booths. 

“Hello”, he called. He could see her pushing buttons on the other booths steadily working her way to his. Before he could call out to her, she had already pushed his button. The next thing he knew he was being placed in a bowl with other tiny men, too dazed to yell. Besides, he still wasn’t sure if this was all real.

***

Kyle had looked around everywhere for his dad. While many people had gotten in line near the doors, many more were meandering and lounging around. He didn't recognize anyone and he was becoming anxious.

Must be a lot of out-of-towners, he thought. While he looked for his dad, he also took the time to scope out hot girls as well.

Suddenly, Kyle stumbled upon a familiar face - it was his sister's friend, Charity. She was talking to a couple guys and a girl with dark hair when she spotted him and her eyes instantly lit up.

"Heeeey Kyle", the girl slurred, beckoning him over and taking a couple steps away from the others, "What are you doing here? I didn't realize you were a fan of Ava Max."

Kyle looked at the beautiful blond. She was dressed in a sexy toga which showed off her great tanned figure and she was covered in glitter. Her whole body was truly sparkling.

"Charity. Thank goodness I found somebody I know", Kyle sighed as he panted, "I'm not a fan. I don't like her music. I'm just here to find my dad."

"You're dad's a fan?", Charity said, arching an eyebrow curiosly.

Kyle chuckled, "Ha. No, he's not a fan. But my little sister Ruthie is and he left a message with mom earlier that he was gonna stop here to get an autograph for her."

Kyle paused to catch his breath before continuing, "The problem is, dad doesn't know about Forbidden Dish and what they do to guys here, so I came to make sure he doesn't get into trouble."

"Erm...why didn't you just call him?", she inquired.

"We tried, several times", Kyle explained, "But my dad is horrible when it comes to answering his phone or checking his messages. He puts it on silent mode all the time."

"I see", Charity said, taking a sip of a drink she held in her hand and looking him over. She had always found Kyle kind of cute, but as he was a couple years younger and she was now dating college boys, she hadn't given him much of a thought along romantic lines. "Hmmm, so you risked a lot to try to contact your dad. Did you find him?"

"No. And I've looked everywhere", Kyle answered. He had noticed the girl eyeing him over and it had sent his confidence soaring. Maybe this wouldn't turn out to be a wasted trip after all.

"Have you looked up in the lines?", she asked.

"Not yet. That's where I'm going next", he replied.

"Well, you might wanna reconsider that. You see, the lines are for people that are gonna get shrunk down and eaten by Ava Max. That waiver you signed to get in..", she said and Kyle nodded, "..that says you agree to get shrunk down and eaten by her."

"My gosh, really?! Oh man", Kyle said, rubbing his forehead in angst, "so we're all gonna get eaten?"

"No. Don't worry haha", Charity said, laughing lightly, "there's tons of people here and the girl can only eat so many."

Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.

 "That's the only reason I came", Charity continued, "I knew that only so many would get picked to get shrunk down and eaten. That's why I laid back here talking with these other cool people', she said, pointing to the small group a few paces away. One of the guys, hearing her, nodded.  "So, I wouldn't recommend getting in line", she said, giggling.

"Alright", Kyle said, "but I need to try to find dad. I'll just wander near the line to see if I can spot him."

"OK, good luck with that", Charity said, preparing to turn back and talk with her new friends.

"Thanks for the info Charity", Kyle said, "Good to talk to you. I'll tell my sister I saw you here. She'll get a kick out of that. See you around."

"Yeah, see you around...Kyle", she said, watching him scoot away towards the line.

***

Lindsay had gathered the next ten for Ava. As she guided them towards their booths, one boy in a bright yellow shirt was shifting his legs uncomfortably. He said, “Miss, Miss. I need to pee real bad. I don’t know how much longer I can hold it.”

“Sure kid. No worries”, she replied, guiding him into the booth and shutting the door. She went down the line, securing each person.

Max stood in his booth, nearly shaking. He knew he had put off going to the bathroom for too long, yet he didn’t want to lose his place in line. He couldn’t wait to see Ava and he knew nothing of the nuances of Forbidden Dish. Now, he waited urgently. His cock had become turgid with the pressure building up from his bladder.

Before he knew what was happening, Lindsay had pressed the button on his booth and she had quickly scampered him up and added him to her bowl, leaving the clothes to be scooped up by her fellow server.

Ava was losing steam. She’d already eaten fifty and the next ten were being placed in front of her. Can’t give up now. Still need atleast twenty more.

She saw one shrinky excitedly reaching out to her, his little cock erect and quivering, and she dutifully grabbed him first. The little guy just can’t wait, she thought, mistaking the sight of his straining erection for one of carnal excitement, not realizing the poor young man simply had to pee really badly. She found it quite the ego trip that her fans loved her so much, they couldn’t wait to be swallowed by her and she relished his obvious hard-on.

While he was dismayed by what was occurring, tiny Max hoped his favorite pop star would take him out and allow him to relieve himself. He was stunned to see her bring him up to her mouth.

“Wait! I have to go…”, he was able to get out before he was unceremoniously slurped into her mouth and swallowed.

Lindsay couldn’t help but giggle as she watched the boy get eaten. I wonder if he’s still holding it? I guess, when you gotta go, you gotta go.

Eva grabbed another of the tiny men and put him in her mouth. There was a glazed expression on her face and her normally tight stomach was mildly bloated and complaining. She grabbed one more and managed to finish him off, but she no longer looked like she was having fun.

“Whew!” She sighed, “I think that’s…(burp)…that's it. I’m sorry, guys. I just can’t eat any more.”

While most of the tiny men had slumped over saddened by the news, one was yelling up at her.

“Ava! Ava, please!” he yelled as he jumped up and down.

Ava paused for a few seconds, rolled her eyes, and picked him up.

“I guess I could have one more,” She said as she brought him to her mouth.

“No!”, his tiny voice yelled long and clear, “Don’t eat me!”.

Everybody at the table heard. Ava paused, startled.

“Oh no, I thought you were begging me to eat you”, Ava said alarmed, “I’m glad you said something.”

“Why would I want you to eat me?”, he asked, horrified.

“That’s what you’re here for, right? Didn’t they explain this when you came in?”, Ava asked.

“No! They just told me it was for the concert! I’ve never heard of this place before.”

Ava looked green, “I hope you’re the only one that didn’t know! Now I can’t think of anything except  how many tiny people I just ate!”

Just then Lindsay showed up with the next ten. Ava signaled for her to stop.

“I just came here for an autograph for my daughter”, Wil yelled up to Ava.

Ava signaled to one of her handlers and they gave her a photo and a pen. She kissed the corner and signed it. She also got two tickets to her next concert.

“These are for you”, she said, looking uncertain as to how to give them to him. She turned to Lindsay, “No more please. I’m stuffed. Could you hold these for him until he’s brought back to normal size?”

“Sure”, Lindsay said, “So, seventeen left over,” she said as she dumped the men into one bowl. She also gently took Wil from Ava’s hand and placed him in the bowl too, “I’ll just take these back to the booth then.”

Lindsay walked off as Ava and her crew sat back and allowed their stomachs to settle. She wasn’t as bad as Lindsay had thought. (and now she owed Danielle ten bucks. good thing she'd made way more than that in tips.) She still wasn’t sure if she’d use the tickets though. Maybe she could sell them.

On her way back, Lindsay handed the bowl to Adela.

“Should we let them all out now?”, Adela asked.

“Nah”, Lindsay responded, “Let’s take a couple more groups first. I’m hungry. I can see you’re hungry. But, I’ll be a bit discriminate on who I select – I’ll just get the tastiest looking ones.”

“Ooh, that’s so manipulative”, Adela said, agreeing with Lindsay’s plan, “I like it.”

Lindsay had conceived of the idea to let the others know that Ava was full and that they were done for the night. However, before she reopened the restaurant, she would take a couple more groups of ten to get shrunk, picking out a selective group. In regards to the rest, she hoped a few would trade their purple bracelets for red and stick around.

***

“Excuse me miss, but we just passed the booths,” Wil called out to the girl with purple hair.

“During normal hours of operation shrinking takes priority, you’ll have to wait a while to be let out,” Adela said.

“You mean we have to wait in this bowl? How long?” Wil asked.

“Don’t worry, it won’t be long.” While there was no rule specifying that the staff had to tease the unwilling and be evasive about what was going on, Adela knew that they all did it. It was sort of a game for them. She placed the bowl down in the back where the other unwillings usually were. Thanks to Ava the bin was empty today. Adela grabbed one of the men from the bowl.

“I believe there’s an opening for you right now,” She walked away leaving the rest of the group alone and confused.

Wil watched people walk by the bowl as if it wasn’t there. What kind of place is this? After they were there a few minutes, the girl with the purple hair returned, quickly but gently picked up five of the other guys, and put them in a bowl as she lightly hummed. She smiled at the others and left. She sort of danced as she walked and was very fun to watch. If he wasn’t still unsure about what was going on, he would’ve enjoyed the view much more.

A young bespectacled woman approached the bowl. She seemed to be looking around making sure nobody noticed her. She had large innocent-looking eyes that, combined with her small frame, made her look cute and harmless. She was by far the most conservatively dressed person he’d seen in the whole restaurant.

“The waitresses are very busy, but they wanted me to tell you that one of the machines opened up”, she said timidly. The men began to stampede toward her, but she’d already picked one out. She carefully, almost reverently, lifted him from the bowl.

“Thank you so much. I’m not supposed to be here!”, he said, ”I’m Wilmer, but you can call me Wil. Don’t be shy.”

She smiled, “I’m Martha, pleased to meet you Wil. Now, lets get you out of here.”

Finally! Things are starting to look up, Wil thought, This girl is so meek, she couldn’t hurt a flea.

***