No Underage Customers Allowed: Violators will be Eaten - Danger on the third level

Forbidden Dish, 3rd floor, near the swimming pool

Jenny and the girls had originally planned to hit the dance floor for awhile. Their reservations, made by her Cousin Bianca, who was twenty-two years old and was meeting them later, was not for another ninety minutes, so there was time to have fun beforehand. With the dance club area so busy, they meandered about a bit before heading upstairs to the spa level.

Unfortunately, they hadn’t brought their swimsuits, so swimming and going on the slides wasn’t an option, unless they wanted to go commando and neither of the girls felt so confident as to attempt that feat. And, as they walked towards the pool, they indeed did see a handful of the pool members showing their, um, members. And two of these naked tadpoles were women. The swimming pool was large and atleast a couple games of water volleyball were ongoing.

Intrigued, they decided to take a table just outside the immediacy of the swimming pool area, so as not to get wet. The area was much less busy than the club area and there was also an open bar nearby with a couple barmaids attending. Perhaps this would be a good way to kill a little time, have some drinks, observe some good bodies, relax a bit and wait for the club to clear a little.

A server with purple hair and pink outfit approached them, coming from behind the bar.

“Hi ladies. My name is Adela. Would anyone care for a drink or appetizer.”

Being under twenty-one, Jenny ordered a lime soda, while Kathryn and Tatum simply ordered waters.

Janet asked, “Can I try an eighty eight ? Kiwi. And make it a virgin please.”

“Oooh, that sounds good. Me too. I’ll have one please. Strawberry Daquiri. Frozen. Also virgin”, said Anna.

“What’s an eighty-eight?”, Kathryn asked the question the others also shared.

“You’ll see”, smiled Janet, “by the way, my treat on the drinks.”

A few minutes later, Adela brought their drinks back, “K, here you are. Enjoy.” As she took payment from Janet, she asked, “Not going swimming? The pool is warm and the guys are pretty hot, I must say. I had one a little earlier.”

“Oh, no, we didn’t bring our swim suits”, said Jenny.

Adela shrugged her shoulders, “Just holler if you need anything else, k. I’ll be over at the bar.”

Jenny took a sip of her soda and then stopped, mid-suck. For the first time, she noticed that in Janet’s drink was a tiny naked man. Janet had taken a large drink while the man, who couldn’t be more than two inches tall, held onto the side of the cocktail glass, his little genitals plastered up against the side of the glass. Kathryn and Tatum had noticed and were giggling and pointing at him. It was the first time either of them had seen a shrinky.

“Anna slurped at her frozen daiquiri. Shivering inside and swirling around in a circle as she greedily drank was another tiny naked man.

“Omigosh, how cute”, said Kathryn, looking from one to the other, “look at their little weenies.”

“You’re little guy doesn’t have too much down there”, giggled Tatum.

“Oooh, headcold”, exclaimed Anna, blinking, then pausing to collect herself, continued “well, he is probably freezing his butt off in there. Call it shrinkage.” She smiled.

“They shrink?”, said Jenny, a perplexed look on her face. The other girls giggled.

“I knew I should have worn the red underwear when I got shrunk”, said the little guy. Anna, being the only one to overhear him as she bent over her drink, sniggered.

--

Elsewhere on the third floor, Ollie was observing the Virtual Vore ride. Several boys and one girl had went on the ride, each taking several minutes to take their clothes off, go into a side shower for a minute and then hop onto the retractable tongue to start the ride. The young attendant that was supervising the ride was very pretty. Ollie thought that she couldn’t be much older than his sister, if at all. He had researched the Virtual Vore ride online and was entranced as people took the ride, the large eyes lit up green and the large mouth formed what he thought was a smile. Sometimes, he walked close to the face, where he could hear wet, slurping noises coming from the large mouth. Completely forgetting about his sister and her friends for awhile, he had walked the stairs back and forth between the second and third levels, observing people as they completed the ride, rinsed off and re-clothed themselves. He had even come across a couple guys who were friends with his sister, BJ (short for Bobby Joe) and Lucas.

BJ had just graduated from high school with his sister and was the school’s resident stud, running back on the team’s football team and short stop on the baseball team. Both teams were highly rated, so the local attention to him had brought in scouts from several high-profile colleges. While BJ was just under six feet tall, he was all muscle, with six-pack abs and large muscular legs. Lucas on the other hand, was leaner and a few inches taller. He had been the point guard on the basketball team and an object of Jenny’s affection. Whereas BJ was outgoing, Lucas was very shy and he had simply been afraid to ask Jenny out. Going to Forbidden Dish with his buddy BJ was a way for him to come out from his shell. Ollie knew both to be nice guys though – BJ had been at the house a couple times and he’d seen Lucas after watching a few of the basketball games with his family, Jenny saying hi to Lucas after the games and trying her best to make herself available to be asked out without trying to make it look too obvious.

Ollie had followed BJ as he went through the Virtual Vore ride, going down to the second level. BJ had been deposited into the ‘stomach’ of the ride and had rinsed off and was just putting on his clothes when, looking up, he spotted Ollie as Ollie was preparing to make his way back up to the third level.

“Ollie?”

Ollie turned to look back, surprised that he was recognized, but atleast it was by a friendly face. He waited as BJ hurried to catch up to him. BJ was wearing a tank top and shorts and carrying the towel he had used to rinse off in. As he caught up to Ollie, he put his baseball hat, which he cradled in his elbow, on.

“What’re you doing here, man?”

“Oh, uh, it’s Jenny’s birthday. So, were, like, celebrating it here”, answered Ollie.

BJ never expected a ‘nice girl’ like Jenny would come to the Dish. “Where’s she at?”

“Not sure. I got here a little later than the rest of them. I looked for a while, and I’ve been up here by the slide for awhile.”

“Mmm, ok. Hey,”, he lowered his voice to a near whisper, ”is it legal for you to be up here? I thought you had to be eighteen. Aren’t you like, fourteen or something?”

“Fifteen”, whispered Ollie, and then showed BJ his id, ”but I’ve got this.”

“Slick man. Be careful though. The women here can be dangerous. They wouldn’t think twice about eating you, especially the handful of cougars I see prowling around the place.”

“Cougars?”, said Ollie with a frightened look. This place was wild, but he hadn’t read anything about Forbidden Dish allowing for animals during his research.

“Older women looking for young guys”, BJ clarified, smiling and messing up Ollie’s hair.

“Ohhh”, said Ollie, embarrassed that he didn’t get the meaning at once. “Ummm, how was the ride”, asked Ollie nervously, trying to change the subject quickly.

“Oh, it was great. Best 4 minutes ever. Feels like your whole body is getting blown, you know”, he slapped Ollie on the side affectionately. Ollie blushed and lowered his head. “Or, maybe you don’t know”, he laughed, “anyway, it’s fun as hell. Are you gonna try it?”

“I..I think so.”

“Well, have fun”, BJ paused, observing another youth approaching from below, “Oh, here comes Lucas. Hey man, see ya around. Say hi and happy birthday to your sister for me if I don’t see her first.” He gave Ollie a fistbump and went back down a few steps to talk to Lucas.

--

Ollie had made up his mind to try the Virtual Vore ride. He had told the pretty black-haired attendant that. She had asked him if he had filled out the legal waiver form yet. When he indicated he didn’t, she brought him some paper forms and gave him a pen, asking him to read and sign them at a small table nearby. As he was doing this, a woman and man in their mid-thirties came up and wanted to go on the ride. It appeared they both had already done their paperwork earlier and Jackie, the attendant, verified it on her computer screen. As Ollie was still reading through his legal paperwork, she waived them ahead.

As he waited, Ollie noticed another employee, a bit older but still pretty, on the periphery of his vision, maybe some forty feet away, watching him. Near the blond-haired employee, BJ was talking with Lucas and another guy who looked to be in his early twenties.

--

Josh, a twenty-two year old friend of BJ’s was more than a little tipsy. Having come from the dance floor, where the music began playing ‘Every Breath You Take’ (by the Police), the tanned, lanky surfer boy with spiky brown mane was a bit boisterous and loud as he had had to shout while down there and his razzled brain hadn’t comprehended he needn’t continue that. Josh had a propensity for getting liquored up, smoking weed, and womanizing. And he was prone to cockiness and colorful language and loved to flirt with any female that graced his presence.

“Oh, yeah. I’m gonna ride the Virtual Vore. Have you seen the hot chick that’s running it? I’d like to pop her balloons, if you know what I mean, hee hee. Hey, isn’t that Jenny’s little brother over there? Oscar, or something?”

"Oliver", corrected BJ.

"Whatever, isn't he like thirteen years old?"

"Fifteen", corrected BJ.

"Whatever. I didn't think they let little kids in here."

"They don't. Look, don't tell anyone, ok. He's a good kid and I don't want him to get in trouble. He's not hurting anyone."

"Don't worry, the kid's secret is safe with me", he blurted out. “Fuckin’ kid will probably get himself eaten without any help from me.” He laughed loudly, then atypically leaned in to BJ in a half-whisper, “Hey. Ten bucks I can get in that attendant’s pants.”

It just so happened that this last part of the conversation was heard by the waitress Colby, who was enroute to relieve Jackie. She radio'd Meghyn's office "Hey Meg, we have a 239 up here on level three."

--

Having been in a constant state of arousal, whether sexually or from fear, since the previous night, Ollie's testicles had churned overtime and his scrotum was fat and full. He literally was the epitome of 'young, dumb and full of cum' and his young cock ache'd for release.

Jackie thought the boy attractive. She knew he was certainly underage. As she explained the ride, she told him about the very small risk inherent in the ride.

She said cheerfully, "Don't worry - if you get shrunk down, you get to be eaten by me." Ollie wasn’t comforted by this, though the chances of that were very low, at .5% per person that went on the ride. He had completed the legal waiver and paid Jackie, the ride taking up almost all of his allowance savings and menial tasks for the year.

Ollie had just removed his clothing and was about to hop into the shower for his pre-ride rinse. Jackie noticed the boy’s pubic hair was trimmed very tight, illustrating he was well-groomed. "You aren't really on the large scale, are you", Jackie teased him, making him blush, "but it is a cute package." She began fiddling with the instruments on the control panel for the ride.

As Ollie opened the shower door, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“Hold it young man. Please come with me”, said the waitress, name tag of Colby.

“What’s the matter, Colby?”, said Jackie, walking over.

“This young man is a 239”, she responded, handing Jackie a pair of rubber bindings to Jackie, “here, help me out.” Ollie had a wild look in his eyes.

“Hmm, yeah, I thought he looked pretty young”, Jackie said.

Recognizing the boy as a potential flight risk, as Jackie secured his hands behind his back, Colby took hold of the base of his shaft, affixed some type of attachment which encircled both his shaft and scrotum (a cock leash). Cinching the circle snugly, framing the boy’s testicles and causing his cock to twitch, she led him away, holding his belongings in her off arm.

From the side, Jackie’s gaze followed the pair as they walked away, giggling as she ogled Ollie’s penis bobbing up and down with each step.

Being stretchy rubberized material, neither restraint would secure Ollie fully if he really attempted to make a run for it, but he did not know this. He only knew the material was not hurting him, though the pressure around his scrotum felt tight and he didn't want to test it’s elasticity. He was greatly embarrassed as he was led down the hall with several pairs of eyes on him.

While amused, Jackie felt slightly disappointed. She had learned how to override the Virtual Vore settings as Lindsay had shown her (although the crew had been warned by Meghyn not to abuse this functionality) and had been fixing to have the cute boy for a treat.

***

“Where are we going”, Ollie said, grunting as the chord on his leash extended beyond it’s normal reach, squeezing his package a bit as he struggled to keep pace with the fast-moving waitress.

Colby had led him down a back stairwell instead of the typical stairwell which separated the second and third floors. She had also bypassed the elevator.

“You’re going to be punished”, she said matter-of-factly. “No underage persons allowed.”

“But I’m eighteen”, lied Ollie.

“Sure you are kid. So am I”, she said sarcastically.

“Ok, but, uh..do I have to be naked?”

Colby stopped for a moment to look back at him, eyeing him from feet up to head.

“Embarrassed?”

“Uh…yeah!”, he exclaimed, “there’s like tons of people in here. Can’t I put my clothes back on first?”

“No”, she said, resuming her walk, now going down the stairs, “this will just save time. Once we get you punished, we can get you back to the restaurant. You want to go back out there, right?”

Ollie was confused. He thought the whole point of the punishment was because he was here in the first place. “So, uh, after I’m punished, I get to stay here?”

“Oh yes. Atleast for awhile, as long as your customer stays.” Before Ollie could ponder this statement, Colby quickly followed up with her own question, “are you here with anybody?”

“Y..yeah. My sister and her friends are here. She’s celebrating her 18th birthday.”

Colby stopped again, then took a moment to look into his eyes. “That’s sweet. So, you’re here to be with your older sister on her special day?”

Ollie nodded, breaking eye contact.

“Mmm, well, maybe the boss will take that into consideration?”, she resumed walking. As they reached the second floor, she led him around a corner to a central room, or booth. On each side of it were hallways leading to other rooms, the rooms spaced equally down the hall. The other rooms had signs overhead that designated them as ‘dining rooms’.

As Colby led Ollie to the door of the central room, a young black woman came out of the nearest dining room in front of them and spied the pair, staring hard at Ollie’s chest, her vision following the leash down to his bouncing cocklett as it approached. She licked her lips as if she’d just finished her dessert. “Ooooh, kinky”, she smiled, winking at them, and gave his butt a playful slap as Colby pulled him by, then she walked away down the hall. No other people could be seen.

Colby led him into the room, which had no other furnishings other than a hamper in a corner next to a cabinet. Getting him centrally located, she turned him to face back towards the door. She deposited his clothing into the hamper and fiddled around in the cabinet. “These ought to fit”, she said, holding some red stretchable underwear.

Then, dropping to her knees in front of him, she undid the cock leash, Ollie’s still-erect cock bobbing up and down as she unfastened it. She took her time with this, taking his state in. Then, smiling, she stood up. Looking down into his eyes (she was a couple inches taller than he), she cupped his balls, feeling their fullness. She could also feel his excitement and she could smell his fear. “Oh yeah, you’re definitely going to be a juicy one. When you get swallowed, you’re gonna spill your seed for sure. You’ll see. Best moment of your young life, while it lasts.”

“S..swallowed?”, he said fearfully.

“Mmmhmm. I have half a mind to eat you myself.” She thought the boy looked adorably delicious. Having no children of her own, she felt little compunction for leniency towards him. But she knew her boss had other plans for him. “Here, let’s get these on you”, she stated, ignoring his question and getting him to step into the red underwear. Once he had stepped into both openings, she shimmied the tight but stretchable underwear up his legs until they were snug around his pelvis. To Ollie, the underwear felt like the rubbery-like material from his restraints. Colby returned to standing, observing the fit. “Stay here.  I’ll be back in a minute to collect you.”

Closing the door, Colby managed the settings on the panel outside the room. She updated the setting to ‘3.0 inches’.

Ollie stood nervously in the center of the room, wondering what was to come. He wasn’t sure what to do. Suddenly, a blinding light struck him. He briefly felt nauseas, closing his eyes as a tickle ran up his spine and he felt his body undergoing rapid change, like it was caving inwards on him. A slight sense of falling and vertigo then took hold. He wasn’t sure if his feet were still on the ground and he felt very light. Opening his eyes, he saw a greenish haze lingering in the air. Looking down, he discovered he was still in contact with the ground, though his balance was teetering and his vision was swirling. He gave in to the dizziness and allowed himself to topple slowly to the ground.

Soon, the door opened and a towering figure approached. Ollie’s eyes scanned upwards from the feet of the giantess towards the now squatting legs as she lowered herself. A huge hand approached him. “Oh my god”, exclaimed Ollie breathlessly. He was now a shrinky, like the ones he’d seen being toyed with and eaten on the Forbidden Dish website, like how he’d actually dreamed about with Kat. But unlike his giantess fetish fantasies, this wasn’t a dream. It was a nightmare.

He was grabbed firmly around his torso, his arms pinned to his side. Though not painful, the woman’s grip around him was tight, from just below his shoulders to just above his ankles. He felt himself speedily lifted up, causing the dizziness to come back. “Lets go get you cleaned up”, Colby stated, her dominating voice echoing through his ears.

--

Back on the third floor, BJ and Lucas had located Jenny and the girls.

“BJ!”, welcomed Jenny, seeing them approach. She got up to hug him. Then, seeing Lucas, she looked up at him demurely and said, “Hi Lucas. What’s up?”. While she liked BJ a lot, as a friend, she was actually happier to see Lucas. It was just tough for her to overcome her shyness.

Lucas nodded, “Jenny”, he acknowledged.

“Hey guys, come sit with us”, said Janet, “we have extra chairs.”

“Yeah, you can watch Kathryn and Tatum eat their first shrinkies”.

Kathryn and Tatum, having watched Janet and Anna slurp up their tiny men with their drinks earlier, had each ordered a tiny man, Tatum’s intrigue overcoming her hangup about eating strangers.

The tiny men had arrived in a dish and Tatum was just about to try her first tiny man, a two incher looking to be in his thirties and who’s penis stood half-cocked. She was struck by how light the little guy was – he couldn’t weigh more than a few ounces. When she plucked him up by his neck, the shrinky reflexively moved his hands on top of hers to try and relieve the pressure, his cock immediately drooping to a flaccid state. It was plain to see that he was in pain as she dangled him high over her open mouth.

“Tate”, Anna giggled, amused by her friend, “be careful. You’re hurting him”

“Yeah, remember, these little guys volunteered to be eaten by us”, added Janet.

“Huhhmmm?”, Tatum mouthed. She used her free hand to grasp the shrinky’s legs, then his neck go, so that he upended and was hanging upside down over her. “Like this?”, she asked, when a camera flashed. Janet had taken the moment to memorialize Tatum’s first shrinky.

Bewildered by the flash as she looked at the other girls, she accidentally dropped the tiny man into her mouth. Such was the angle that the little man bounced with his buttocks off her outstretched tongue and bounded into her throat and down, the visible bulge apparent to all. Caught by surprise, as she hadn’t intended to swallow the shrinky so quickly, Tatum coughed and sputtered, trying to catch her breath.

Janet quickly got up and lightly thumped her back, as if burping her. Tatum’s eyes were still watering as she sipped her drink. The girls had mocked her for her effort. “Hey, I didn’t know how to do it”, she said, embarrassed, and she began giggling with the girls. She smelled her fingers where she’d held the shrinky. She looked at the others, “Did you know they kind of smell like parmesan cheese?”

“Cool. Hey Kat”, hailed BJ. They all exchanged pleasantries.

“So, you’ve never eaten a man before?”, asked Lucas.

“Well…not like this”, Kathryn smirked, raising an eyebrow.

“You slut!”, teased Janet. They all laughed.

“I hope I can make a better show than Tatum”, said Kathryn, than directing her attention to her tiny man, “ready, my little cocktail wiener?”

“Private Johnson, reporting for duty”, said the tiny man, also two inches, saluting Kathryn as she picked him up. He was very fit, young and Kathryn found him attractive. As Kathryn moved him towards her face, he did some acrobatic moves.

“Were you in the army?”, Kathryn asked him, opening her mouth and curling her tongue into a ball as she tickled his groin as his legs flailed around it. She continued flicking her tongue as his arms desperately grasped her index finger to keep his dangling body from falling.

“Nnngh”, he moaned, “Marines…I was…Oh god..two years…decided it wasn’t for me.” After a few seconds with Kathryn’s playfulness, he squirted his juice on her tongue. Kathryn had sensed he was about to cum and had moved her lips close by.

“Consider this an honorable discharge”, she chuckled, then enveloped him face first into her mouth, he landing on her tongue face-down. Kathryn rolled him around so that he did a somersault, then inhaled him feet-first down her throat and into her belly.

“Wow, that’s how you do it”, said BJ.

They all watched Kathryn intently for a few seconds, her face making a few different expressions as she caressed her stomach.

“Well, how was it?”, asked Janet.

“Fuckin' awesome”, said Kathryn, trying to catch her breath.

“That was hot”, said Lucas.

Looking at the guys closer, Anna was surprised to see that both BJ and Lucas were wearing red bracelets. Neither was a friend of hers, both guys being acquaintances to her through Jenny and Janet.

“So guys, looking to find someone to swallow you up? I can help with that”, she purred.

“What? These?”, BJ said, pointing to his bracelet, “no, we’re not looking to get eaten.” Both he and Lucas laughed.

Jenny gave them an alarmed look and nervously asked, “BJ. Isn’t that dangerous? If you wear the red bracelets, someone’s gonna eat you.”

“Nah”, smiled BJ, “I have to agree to be eaten first. I got no plans to do that. This is just for show, so girls will come up and talk to us.”

“Yeah”, Lucas agreed, “BJ said if we don’t wear these, no one would come up and talk to us.”

“How do you know that?”, Jenny said.

“Well, cause this ain’t my first rodeo. The first time I came here, I didn’t get a bracelet and hardly got any attention. I basically just talked to a couple of the waitresses. So I made up my mind, the next time I came in, I’d get the red bracelet.”

“How many times have you been here”, asked Kathryn.

“It’s my fourth time. Lucas’ first.”

“Fourth time?”, exclaimed Jenny.

“Yep, and I plan to come plenty more before I head off to school. The red bracelet has been, shall we say, a good luck charm for me the past couple times. You see that brown-haired girl in the swimming pool?”, he pointed to a beautiful girl wearing braids who was nude, playing volleyball with a couple guys, “hooked up with her last time.”

“Really?”, said Tatum.

“Yep. Don’t worry about BJ. I’m not gonna let any girl make all this go to waste”, he smiled, flexing his muscles and pointing with both index fingers at himself.

They chatted for a little while longer before Lucas excused himself to go talk with a couple girls in the pool, one of the girls beckoning him with her two fingers in a come-hither movement.

Jenny felt a tinge of disappointment as she saw where he was going. Soon, BJ also left them to join the festivities in the pool. They ordered another round of drinks (no tinys this time).

Jenny looked at her phone, noting the time, than said, “I better call the front desk – let my cousin know that we’re up here if she gets here early. I think Ember was joining her too.”

“Don’t bother”, said Kathryn, “I’ve got an errand I have to do and I need to go to the ladies room. I’ll just take the elevator down and leave a note with the girl at the front. Bianca’s your cousin’s name, right?”

“Yep. Thanks Kat.”

“Don’t mention it”, Kathryn said, taking a last swig of her drink, than slinking away towards the stairwell and elevator.

As she neared the elevator, Jenny noticed that Kathryn’s purse was still slung over her chair. “Kat, wait, your purse”, she yelled. But Kathryn didn’t seem to hear her and was soon lost from sight.

“Don’t worry about it, she’ll be back.”

--

“Heya Tate”, said a voice to the side. The girls looked to see a brown-haired boy of medium build toweling off some fifteen feet away. He was wearing swim trunks and must have just gotten out of the pool as his hair was wet and his body glistened in moisture.

“Oh, hey Peter”, Tatum replied. “I thought that was you walking in earlier. We were a bit further back in line. What’re you doing here?”

“Just hanging out with some friends”, Peter said, looking over to the pool. “We were playing some volleyball with some crazy girls. They kept trying to convince us to get shrunk down so they could eat us, ha ha.”

“Imagine that”, said Janet sarcastically, “Here, in this of all places…”

“I know, I know”, Peter replied, looking sheepish and blushing. He was embarrassed at getting made fun of in front of Tatum. He had a thing for tall, blond fit girls and not only did Tatum fit his idea of dream goddess to a tee, but she had always been nice to him. “That’s what this place kind of specializes in. But not all guys are ready to get shrunk. This place is pretty fun. And it seems like everybody comes here.” He walked a few feet closer to their table, toweling his thighs and calves.

“So you never considered getting shrunk down yourself? Are you scared?”, Janet inquired.

“Be nice, Janet”, Tatum implored her.

“Um, well, not really”, Peter stammered, than tried to save face, “I mean, I’d probably only get shrunk down for Tatum”, he said jokingly, for he was certain Tatum would entertain no desire to eat him.

“So, you’re saying you would get shrunk down if Tatum asked you nicely?”, Janet pressed, arching an eyebrow suggestively.

“Janet!”, Tatum scolded. She liked Janet’s boldness, but sometimes she didn’t know when to stop.

“No, it’s ok Tate”, Peter replied. “Sure, I’d let Tatum eat me. I mean, if she really wanted to”, he replied.

“Peter, that’s so sweet of you”, Tatum said giddily. She stood up and walked over to a stunned Peter and gave him a hug.

Peter had finished toweling off and held the towel down by his side and he now took a closer look at Tatum’s mouth, observing the smoothness of the skin above her upper lip, the cute little valley below her nose, and the beautiful line of her luscious lips. Tatum’s hug had caused the slightest bulge to form in his swim trunks, something that didn’t go unnoticed by Anna and Janet, who were watching developments closely.

“Here we go”, whispered Anna to Jenny. Janet gave them both a big grin. “Watch what happens when Peter starts thinking with his ‘little Peter’.”

"Wou…Would you really want to swallow me, Tate?", Peter asked, a nervous lilt in his voice now. He was uncertain of the direction of the conversation. A hint of danger bells shook somewhere in the depths of his soul, but there was something more pervasive…a longing, a nagging urge. Imagining being tiny and toyed with by her luscious lips tugged at his sexuality.

"Uh…this is so stupid”, Tatum said, putting her head in her hands, “but yeah, I think so”, Tatum said, “I think I'd feel more comfortable with someone I knew."

“Have you even tried it yet?”, Peter asked, trying to think of a way to backpedal out the situation.

"Yeah. I just had one a bit ago and I screwed it up, swallowing him too quickly”, Tatum explained, “…and, oh this is so stupid”, she gave him an impish grin, “but I want to try eating someone I know. I think I’d do it better”, she took a step back and scanned his whole body from toes up to his face, “And I've always thought you were kind of cute."

"Really?", Peter said, both flattered on her admittance of liking his looks and nervously surprised at her acceptance of his half-joking offer.

“Uhuh”, she said, looking into his eyes. They were about the same height.

“And I could feed him to you”, Janet offered in a sing-song voice as she got up and walked over to them.

“Oooh”, squealed Tatum, “great idea.”

After pondering this for several seconds and seeing how excited Tatum was, Peter said, "Ok, how does it work?"

Adela was walking by at that moment and overheard his question. “Ready to get shrunk down? I’ll get you the forms, than you can follow your date down to the shrink booths on the second level. Then you can go to one of the private rooms, if you want.”

“Oh, um, we’re not dating”, Tatum corrected her.

“Sure you aren’t honey”, Adela smiled at the couple. “I’ll be right back.”

Tatum leaned over to whisper in Janet’s ear, "Wow, this is so easy. I can't believe it."

--

Several minutes later, after Peter had reluctantly signed the forms (with Tatum smiling over his shoulder as he quickly browsed through the forms), Peter had been shrunk down to roughly 1.5 inches. He was nude now, having tossed his swimsuit into the hamper in the shrink room and he stood on Tatum’s palm as she carried him gently and carefully to a private room, Janet on her heels.

Janet closed the door behind after they’d entered the small room. “Here”, she said, procuring the shrunken man from Tatum’s palm, “go and make yourself more comfortable.” Janet nodded to the small twin bed in the center of the room.

As Tatum went to lay on the bed, Janet felt the tiny man shiver as she held him firmly in her grasp. “Nervous?", she asked him.

"No, cold."

"This will warm you up", she said, then blew warm air on him, making his turgid cock twitch.

Peter was flipped upside down as Janet held him by his feet and dangled him over Tatum’s mouth. Slowly, she lowered him into the waiting maw. Soon his head passed her lips and his torso made contact with her tongue. The lips closed over his thighs and all went dark inside the warm, moist, active ‘cave’. The tongue slathered his body with her saliva as his body flowed over her taste buds. Her humming sounded loud and the feelings were very pleasurable and took his thoughts away from the cavity in front of him, which lay unseen but which his body could sense.

Tatum had pulled aside her panties and was jiggling her nub as she played with the shrunken Peter. Having her naughty friend Janet hold the shrinky made things much easier for her and her previous angst at having issues swallowing the previous shrinky evaporated as she focused on pleasuring the shrinky, pleasuring herself, and most importantly, savoring it’s taste. For this was not some little toy doll, but her friend, someone she knew and liked. And he was tiny and naked and in her mouth. She could feel all his movements. She wondered what his thoughts were. Was he scared? Was he in thrall to her? Perhaps both. And she was about to eat him. It was surreal. Her internal juices began to flow and her groin became damp as Janet plunged the boy in and out of her mouth a little at a time.

Janet waited for Tatum to really heat up before she withdrew tiny Peter from her mouth with a ‘pop’. She held him now horizontally over Tatum’s mouth so that his genitals nudged against her pursed lips. Janet teasingly lifted Peter when Tatum opened her mouth in an effort to engulf him. Janet held him an inch away, causing Tatum to flick her tongue out to cover the distance. She licked his quivering equipment several times. Peter enjoyed each attack of Tatum’s tongue – he looked forward to each stroke and longed to be back in her mouth.

Deprived momentarily of her tiny man and lack of control, Tatum’s horniness overtook her, “Gimme all that dick”, she commanded.

Peter was close to bursting now, on the threshold of an explosive orgasm. He could feel the familiar buildup within his loins, “Yes. It’s yours”, he yelled, “Take it. Take it.”

“Here you go”, Janet said with a mischievous smirk.

Peter felt his body drop through the air for a moment before the huge mouth took him in. He slid across the wiggling tongue like he was belly down on a surf board and his head entered the slimy hot entrance of Tatum’s gaping throat before he felt Janet let go of his feet. Before he could move his arms or body, he slipped downward and into the opening, and his shoulders and the rest of his torso quickly followed. The prominent sounds of the girl’s moaning made him aware that she was pleasuring herself, but this sound was overwhelmed by the squelching of the sudden collapsing of the wet throat around him. More of his body made it into her tunnel.

“Unngh”  Peter grunted as he released his seed onto the back of her tongue. As he pumped his juices, gravity took hold and his waist and hips were also acquired by the constricting tunnel, the tight stretchy walls forming and wrapping around him and the peristaltic movement tugging at him, forcing his descent bit by bit. If he had changed his mind about getting eaten, it was too late for him now.

From the outside, as Janet watched in amusement, the bulge was evident at the top of Tatum’s throat. So long Peter. Enjoy the ride, she thought wickedly.

Peter was in a state of blissful ignorance as the rest of him was shoveled into the narrow tunnel. He no longer cared about his fate, that his body would soon be churned and slurried into mush. For at that moment, he had achieved the greatness of experiencing the ultimate intimate experience with his Nordic goddess. Nevertheless, a loud involuntary squeal escaped from his lungs as his legs were pulled into the fastness of the gullet and his torso was violently squeezed and he was sent downward.

Tatum climaxed as she gulped hard. She heard and felt the last squeak from Peter as he made his way past the tight confines of her throat and made his journey into her belly. She hoped that she hadn’t hurt him, but there was nothing to be done about it regardless. He was, after all, nothing more than her food now and he would get the full tummy treatment. The thought made her giggle.

“Ooooh, Yummy” Tatum cooed in relief and exultation, already feeling the first tingling sensation in her neither area hit her after she’d swallowed Peter down. “He was so…juicy.”

"Right on girl", Janet said as she watched Tatum swallow their shrunken classmate. She had to admit, Tatum had done much better this time around. Perhaps there was something to eating someone you knew.

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