The Nibbler's Forbidden Adventures: The Cougars Arrive
Wednesday evening, Forbidden Dish
Andra and Vicki arrived early at the Dish, wanting to enjoy Happy Hour. They joined Kate, who had preceded them, secured a small table and had already put orders in for their favorite wines. In the case of Vicki, it was Pinot Grigio. She cared not whether wine snobs frowned upon it, she loved it’s taste and the moods it put her in. Andra’s wine tastes were a bit more expensive, and she drank confidently from her chilled glass of Pinot Noir.
Kate, having arrived a bit earlier, had already swallowed down her first tiny man of the night. Just some random college kid who came into Forbidden Dish on a whim, looking for some action. When he had peaked into the restaurant, Kate had noticed him and politely waived him over to her table. She did her typically smooth song and dance routine and within fifteen minutes, she’d had him shrunk down and popped him into her mouth - he had went down squirming after a bit of tenderizing. The guy looked like he might have been a bit of a wild child, as Kate followed his car into the lot. So she looked at it as a win-win, for her belly and for the community that she served (as a police woman). Kate felt like a cat who swallowed a mouse and she wore a satisfied smile as the others waited for their expected prey. She would not be joining them on their hunt this night, preferring to work in solitarily fashion.
All three women were dressed to the nines. They would not leave anything to chance. Already, they had warded off a few men of various ages, coming over to inquire about the blue bracelets the ladies wore.
“Do we have some time for appetizers?”, asked Vicki.
“I think so”, Andra replied. “But I don’t wanna eat too much. I’d hate to sate my hunger too early.”
“Ok, how does a round of three Shrinky Jell-O shots sound?”, Vicki asked, looking at the special menu. “We can each have one.”
“Good”, said Andra.
“You girls go ahead and eat”, Kate replied. “I’ll just hang out and watch.”
More for me, thought Vicki, smiling. She put in the order.
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Caleb
It had been three weeks since he'd first met Andra at the library. They’d seen each other multiple times since then as they picked up their children and had exchanged light conversation each time. He’d made it a point to always arrive punctually and wait for her to arrive before he picked up his son. His two-year old, Jarrod, seemed to get along and play well with her children, who were just slightly older. Caleb still very much wanted to date Andra, but she had politely declined his advances each time, insistent that his divorce be finalized before she would allow him to take her on a date.
Thus it was that the happy day had finally arrived. Having talked with Andra earlier at the library, he told her the finalization was imminent. “Great. Let me know the moment it goes through”, she had replied. He had gotten the word from his attorney not long afterward. He had just dropped Jarrod off with his parents – Wednesday was their usual night to have him – and was driving by Forbidden Dish when he received the text, ‘It’s done. You got everything, including Jarrod, though she will get to see him every other weekend.”
Caleb couldn’t wait to tell Andra when he saw her next, most likely tomorrow. But tonight, he was going to celebrate his newfound freedom. He pulled into the Forbidden Dish parking lot. He'd been to the place once some months before with a group of buddies, so he was aware of their odd little servings. But he also knew Wednesday night was 'hump night' at the Dish and women his age or slightly older tended to frequent the place on that day, looking for young prey (as in cougars looking to gobble up some naive college boys). He knew he wouldn't come across that way to them, but he thought it would be fun to hang out and celebrate while he enjoyed watching them hunt. And who knows, he might find a quick hookup. Nothing to endanger his pending romance with Andra, but a nice send-off before he began taking her out.
He’d meant to simply stop in for a few drinks, but that damn waitress had told him to slow down after a couple quick beers and talked him into drinking the Confidence Shots instead. They had tasted great and he had quickly become addicted. When she suggested he get shrunk, he didn't even argue with her.
Having the blinding green light wash over him and getting shrunk down to just over an inch tall and seeing the world from that perspective had sobered him up quick. After scrambling out of his own clothes, he tried to make a run for it, but was scooped up by the waitress and brought back to the kitchen, where he was scrubbed down and cleaned under a faucet of warm water. All his protests went unheeded. The next thing he knew, he was being inserted feet-first up to his neck into a shot-glass of Jell-O and being taken out to be served.
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“Yummy”, exclaimed Vicki, “I just love these.” She had eagerly slurped up her first Shrinky Jell-O shot, slurping in the gelatin-enhanced treat, the guys legs wiggling delightfully as they followed the rest of his body down her throat.
Andra looked down at her own Shrinky Jello-O shot and the youthful little face looking up at her, almost pleading. She took her shot and raised it to her lips, suctioning the gelatin and shrinky into her mouth. She swished it around briefly before ingesting it with a gulp. She loved the peach flavoring.
Thus came to an end the womanizing ways of Josh Nygard, BJ’s surfing buddy. He’d tried his luck at Forbidden Dish one too many times, having the temerity to visit alone, and had gotten drunk the previous night after having ridden the Virtual Vore ride several times. He had flirted loudly with the attendant, Kara, in hopes of wooing her with his tanned surfer body each time he undressed for the ride, but he wasn’t her type, being too cocky despite his good looks, and she’d eventually persuaded him to get shrunk to rid herself of his unwanted advances. He had been shrunk very late in the evening and had been a holdover into today, spending all his time kicking himself for being so stupid and begging every waitress and kitchen staff that came near to resize him. With the slow lunchtime, he had lasted until now, when Kara had arrived for her shift and promptly inserted him into a peach-flavored Shrinky Jell-O Shot. She even had the audacity to blow him a goodbye kiss. He’d seen Andra at Forbidden Dish once before, while hanging out with BJ. He’d nicknamed her ‘curls’ in honor of her chestnut curly hair and thought she looked like a great a piece of ass. Many hours later, his remains would be sliding out of it.
Vicki looked over to Kate, who was observing them with amusement. “You sure?”
“Yes. Go ahead, eat up”, Kate replied with a grin.
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Caleb had tried to call out to Andra, but she was too far away to hear him and the blond woman was simply ignoring him. He felt helpless, being confined within the fruity substance, his arms pinned to his sides as she picked up the glass he was in. “No. Please don’t. I know your friend. Just ask her.” Vicki gave him a look, then brought the shot glass to her mouth. “No, wait. I have a kid-“, he was slurped into her mouth, cutting off his tiny voice and was sent barreling head-first down her neck, surrounded by the slurry of cherry gelatin.
Andra had noticed the little squeaks though she hadn’t paid close enough attention to recognize the little man from her side of the table, "What was that little guy saying to you?"
"I don't know. Probably begging. I never listen to them. He squirmed really nicely all the way down”, Vicki responded, “and he was cherry flavored – my favorite. He really tasted great." She patted her tummy, feeling the light flutter of their movement within her. “I love how they feel when they move about.”
“Me too”, Andra agreed, looking at her watch. It was getting close to 6pm. “That was good. A fine little appetizer. What do you say we go gobble up our little high school boys now? I think we’d better go out in the foyer and see if we can spot our young prey. We don’t want someone else to get them first.”
“You got that right”, Kate concurred. “Timing, as they say, is everything.” Kate took her leave of the other two, telling them “I’ve got some youngsters of my own I’ve arranged to meet here. I’ll text you ladies later and we can reminisce.”
The foyer lounge area was just starting to fill up as young men began to filter in – there were several individuals, some pairs, and even a couple small groups.
“Oh look, there’s our boys”, noted Andra, spying BJ and Jason getting their red bracelets put on by the hostess near the entrance.
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BJ could never turn down a hot cougar. He was together with his friend Jason, who had been the rare male to get resized from shrinky back to normal. Now, the two teen heartthrobs came a-hunting into Forbidden Dish. They had a strong suspicion that both Aiden’s young stepmother, Vicki, and a hot MILF, Andra Milker, would be at the Dish and both would be on the make. BJ had earlier that day gotten a buzz cut, though he retained a bit of a spiky hairdo on top. The hair cut was ostensibly for his speed in his athletic activities, but it gave him a clean, fresh look and made his muscular neck, shoulder and lats stand out. Feeling buff, he knew the effect it would have on the ladies and he strutted towards the entrance.
Arriving at around 6pm, it didn’t take long for the two boys to find trouble. As the hostess was putting on their red bands, BJ happened to look out into the foyer and saw just what he was hoping to find. His heart raced and his confidence swelled. Tonight was gonna be a good night. Leaning inconspicuously towards Jason, he whispered, “yo, look, 3 o’clock, there’s Aiden’s stepmom and that hot MILF I told you about. What do you say we go knock some boots?”
Jason smiled, “Oh man, I can’t wait. I can’t believe I’m gonna be plowing Aiden’s mom.”
“Stepmom”, BJ corrected.
“Whatever. Let’s hit it.”
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