The Nibbler's Forbidden Adventures: The Education of BJ

BJ had been all too ready to go to the Interrogation Room.  He had initially been very reluctant to sign any of the legal waiver forms, but Ms. Dresdin, Vicki, appealed to BJ: "Do you really think I would eat you? I mean, you were one of Aiden's friends. How many nights did you sleep over? I mean - really BJ? It’s me, Vicki." She was being genuine on that front. Of course, she had purposefully neglected to say what Andra might do.

“Leave him be, Vick. If he thinks he’s too good for us, that’s his problem. I doubt he could handle us anyway. No other boy has been able to. That just means more fun for Jason here”, Andra said, rubbing Jason’s head playfully as he stood near her. To BJ, this was the equivalent of issuing a challenge to him and Andra knew it, being a master at reverse psychology.

With BJ still on the fence, Jason had finally shamed him into signing, taking a pen and signing the forms quickly and then handing it to him, saying, “Come on, dude. Let’s go knock some boots.”  BJ looked over at Andra, who was giving him a sideways look he found very enticing. There was a twinkle in her eyes that promised naughtiness.

BJ knew that Jason had no desire to be eaten, especially after having been shrunk and resized the previous week. Jason’s confidence won through and BJ reluctantly shook his head, “OK”.  Andra took his hand and led him towards the Interrogation Room, followed closely by Vicki and Jason. 

Of course, he told himself, at the first sign of trouble, he would be “outtie”. In the meantime, he was looking forward to some hot, juicy, experienced pussy that was clearly desperate for some young cock.

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After their talk with Megan, the two women had agreed beforehand that Vicki would get Jason while Andra would get BJ. But playtime was first and the girls were anxious to get the boys stripped down. BJ had quickly stripped off his clothing and stood semi-hard in front of Andra as she squatted down to remove her socks, leaving only her shorts. As her gaze moved up his legs, she noticed how muscular his legs were. His thighs were literally popping. She had a thing for men with a solid base. They were always fulfilling experiences, both sexually and appetizingly. Raising up, she was somewhat surprised to look up to see BJ’s semi-hard cock just a couple inches from her face.

“Wax it, babe”, BJ said with a mock order as he observed her appraisal of his body. He wanted to take the lead and show this bitch who was the top dog up front.

Andra nearly scoffed at the boy’s boldness. For a moment, she just stared at his sexual manifestation. She liked the look of it – it was a good size, well-groomed and looked strong and clean. The skin of the shaft was somewhat darker in tone, while the tip had a pinkish hue. “Ok, sure, I think I’ll have a taste”, Andra answered in a chipper tone. She gave it a long gentle lick along both sides, watching it bob over her face, before she grasped it firmly near the base and took the tip into her mouth.

She rose and pressed her hands against his chest, pushing him to fall back gently onto the edge of the bed. She took a few moments to look down on his physique, her thumbs in her shorts. He was slimmer, sleeker than her husband and yet there was a toned strength to his chest, shoulders and neck and his legs and flank were powerfully built. Though she saw him as a boy, he clearly had the body of a man. In fact, he was no longer a boy…and not yet a man. He was in that interim stage that she found so lovely. Yeah, I’m going to enjoy this, she thought.

She peeled off her shorts before lowering herself into position between his legs, both taking a moment to glance over at the other two.

Meanwhile, Vicki had finished undressing. She was completely bottomless and just had a flimsy bra supporting her bountiful breasts. Seeing that Andra was already taking to BJ in namesake fashion, she looked over to Jason, who stood completely nude except for his gray briefs, watching the brunette go to town on his friend. Vicki had begun to drool as she looked over his delectably tight abs, happy with the arrangement with Andra in regards to their snacking privileges. “What’re you waiting for?”, she asked as she detected a bit of hesitation on his part.

But Jason was merely waiting for her attention before pulling off his briefs, his large cock springing out. “Oh my goodness”, exclaimed Vicki. She’d never seen one so big and emotions conflicted between desire and nervousness at what such a thing might do to her insides.

“Think you can handle it?”, he asked smugly, clearly proud of his abundance.

“Hmmpf, dunno, but I’d be willing to try”, she laughed, then reached out to pull his nude form towards her.

Andra told BJ that she liked to be on top. She was used to being in control. That was fine with BJ. He was anxious to stuff her pussy since the last time he’d seen her, when she picked up her small children at the library - he had plenty of time to subdue her. But Andra had an ulterior motive; for she had an ace up her ‘sleeve’ and being on top allowed her better usage of it. She had overdeveloped muscles within her vaginal canal which allowed her to give a little extra carnal squeeze to her lovers. Most women had some development deeper within their sexual structure to apply light pressure to the tip and end of the penile shaft, but Andra could apply sudden and heavy pressure all the way up the shaft to the very base when penetrated deeply. Her core muscles were so deceptively honed that when she wanted to, she could clamp down and swivel her lower abdomen, changing the angle of penetration abruptly and so surprising the male, who was forced to yield control. The effect, a combination of both physical and psychological dominance, was generally enough  to make the male cum on the spot, and she relished how powerful it made her feel as she milked her lover, all the while enjoying the shocked expression on his face. She’d done this to all of the men she’d taken to-date. She had no doubts about her ability to do the same with BJ, using his own cockiness against him. She guided him to the bed and BJ held his erect cock in place as he waited for her.

As BJ gathered a couple pillows to put under his shoulders, Andra squatted over him and clasped the base of his cock with one hand while she balanced her weight with the other hand on his abdomen. She spit into her other hand and moved it to her crotch to lubricate her burning loins. Andra was curious to see if this dong would feel different than any of the others she’d experienced. She had doubts that it would. Still, the kid was very confident and proud of himself, that was clear, and it made her eager to try out the fit, if for nothing else than the brief feeling of virginity a new cock gave her. Still throbbing, it felt like a little wild untamed beast in her hand as she straddled her pussy lips over it. Guiding his cockhead, she emitted a low moan as it plunged into her well-trimmed, tight labia. It did feel amazing. This was the first action she’d had in awhile and her vagina thirsted for more. She eased down the length of BJ’s shaft until she bottomed out, her lips brushing up against the top of his ball sack and forming a vacuum seal around his dick. She sat motionless for a couple moments, feeling it throb and pulse against her sugar walls.

BJ gasped, though he tried to conceal it. He didn’t want to show any hint of challenge to his sexual dominance as he had built a reputation amongst his friends and in his own mind about his prodigious sexual appetite and craftiness. But Andra’s pussy was every bit as good as he had dreamed it would be, possibly the best he’d ever had, and he couldn’t resist grunting each time her vaginal lips pumped on his shaft, her wetness greasing his pole and making it glisten each time she rose on it. And it was literally steaming hot, for the heat within her folds was palpable. It felt like his penis was entering a rain forest jungle each time he thrust upwards, her flesh wrapping snugly around his member. She gave him a light squeeze, a hint at what was to come later, and was curious to see his reaction. He quickly grabbed hold of both of her butt cheeks, not only to get a feel of them, but to try to gain some degree of balance.

“How’s that feel?”, Andra asked between breaths.

“Uungh…fucking amazing”, BJ grunted out, then sighed as he exhaled.

“Yeah?”, she said with mock surprise, her tone chipper.

As she slowly moved her bulk up and down his length, more and more of Andra’s toned, tanned and taut abdomen were exposed to him. BJ marveled at it – clearly, this was a woman who was into fitness and ate healthy. Her belly was small, the curvature of her side flesh delectable, the lines seeming to point downward towards her groin, and her cute ‘inny’ belly button was centered perfectly, looking almost vulnerable. It was a delectable combination of hard muscles intertwined with soft flesh. BJ felt an urge to squeeze her sides, lift her up and bite into her abdomen, it looked so edible and smooth and sexy. Instead, he rubbed his hands across it, feeling how smooth and tight her core muscles were. Andra leaned back and whirled one hand in the air, looking the part of a cowgirl with a lasso in hand and was whupping it around as she ground her pelvis on top of her bull.

Having fought back the tremendous urge to let his juices explode inside her, for he also wanted to go a round with Mrs. Dresdin, BJ regained his sexual footing and began thrusting up into her, using his athletic prowess to twist into her like a screw with each upward thrust which met her downward force. He felt a wetness on his crotch as the anticipation of what was to come had already manifested itself in the buildup of Andra’s sexual juices and BJ’s piercing of her womanhood had splattered a copious amount into his lap each time their pubic mounds slapped together.

For Andra, there was something about how BJ swiveled his hips as his dick plunged up into her that tickled her insides and sent waves of pleasure with each iteration. The kid was good. Real Good. Andra relished that his rod of youthful flesh was hitting up into her in all the right places. He was not usually large, by the standards of previous lovers she had taken, but there was a turgid and slightly curved nature to his member and it hit just the right spot too consistently. She had trouble trying to catch her breath through her own moans. Oh shit!, she recognized that feeling, which spread outward from her crotch in tingles to all her extremities. She was getting close. But she had yet to use her carnal tricks which would bring him up to a level she was sure he hadn't been to before.

Like a Black Widow spider over it's prey, Andra heaved the bulk of her abdomen down onto BJ's crotch, impaling herself to the hilt. But this was not a painful excursion; rather is was giddily pleasurable. Unlike most of the girls he had sexed, this pussy was able to take BJ’s member to the root. And still, due to her superior kegal musculature, Andra’s love tunnel was tight and constrictive and fit him like a silky wet glove. BJ had never felt anything like it. Each time she bottomed out on him, it was like his dick was sliding into a different groove, the muscles moving his shaft left, then right, then straight down on him. Her rhythm was consistent and amazing. This was the first time in his life where he didn't feel like he was fully in control.

On the love seat, Jason was mounted over Vicki and pumping without abandon into her, her legs spread wide, one on the shoulder of the couch, the other drooped over Jason’s shoulder. Each time he thrust powerfully into her, her legs bucked and shuddered, lifting up a few inches before limply falling back down and similarly, the toes of her feet clenched and unclenched in tandem to his rhythm. It was like he was fucking a rag doll with how light her frame was in comparison to his masculine power. From her vantage point as she stole an occasional glance at her friend, it looked to Andra that Jason’s huge cock was splitting Vicki’s abdomen in half and she groaned in ecstasy each time he went balls-deep into her, screaming “Fuck yeah!” as he pummeled her snatch.

BJ felt the cougar’s vaginal muscles bunched up around the base of his cock, gripping his shaft firmly along it's lower third and milking it. At the same time, his cockhead was brushing up against the sticky opening to her cervix and occasionally entering with the very tip into it, where it too was gripped and released in tantalizing fashion. To BJ’s cock, it felt like another vagina which needed to be conquered. It became almost like a competition for BJ to get the mushroom portion of his cock fully into it, but each time he came close, he just barely missed and the suction popped him back out into the hot canal. The repeated efforts took over BJ's mind - the desire to get just that little bit deeper, that extra millimeter or two which seemed always just out of reach, began to drive him crazy. It became his urgent obsession. Meanwhile, as she sensed his impending release, Andra began to grind her hips on him in ever more powerful, rhythmic strokes.

She gripped his head into her small breasts and emitted a husky humming moan. Oh shit, oh shit, BJ felt a familiar feeling from deep within his sexual apparatus, his balls churning as his scrotum in turn flattened, then closed up tightly into one unit, repeating this process each second or so. He couldn’t believe he was on the verge of cumming. He wanted desperately to save his seed for Vicki, but the feel and movements of this woman, Andra, was beyond anything he could comprehend.

Andra could feel the boy’s muscles convulsing in an effort to keep from climaxing and decided to put him over the edge. She took him in fully, his spearhead finally immersing itself in her cervix as her kegal muscles latched all along the length of his shaft. She reached with one hand behind her as her other pressed onto his abdomen and grasped and tugged on his testicles which had bunched up tightly above his taint. Her pelvis gave it's most powerful grind yet, her toned legs clamping down on his hips, and the angle of BJ’s shaft was jolted like a gear shift to a new position right at it's base.

Andra felt BJ’s torso suddenly tense up and go stiff, his mouth opening wide as he grunted loudly, a wild look of astonishment in his eyes. He had never felt anything quite like that. “Ahhhnnnngh, Ahhnnnngh”, his eyes closed and his face scrunching up around his nose into an almost painful expression as his semen was forcefully extracted from him. His upper body had straightened up as he achieved a sudden and (to him) surprising release, the pillows under his head and shoulders went flying asunder as he rose in violent fashion.

Andra pushed his torso back onto the bed and she leaned forward to kiss him passionately, gripping his neck and shoulders in a deathlike grip and began milking him. This was a rare reward for her prey, but she felt he had earned it. As she kissed him, her tongue snaking into his mouth, BJ felt the woman’s twat constrict around his cock like a tiny Boa Constrictor and let go with his desperate urge to explode with all his pent-up energy into her guts. One rope, two ropes, three…it continued as the woman ground her hips in pulsing rhythm to each discharge.

With each pulse, hot semen burst into her innards and lifted her up slightly. She reached behind her with one hand and cupped his flexing balls, squeezing them, purring into his ear, “That’s it. Fill me up with that young cock juice.” She wanted to drain him completely. This continued for a good minute, with BJ's thrusts eventually dwindling in power until his body went limp and his hands, which had held tightly onto the intersection of her hips and the side of her butt cheeks, slumped weakly to the sides.

Feeling his strength ebb, Andra terminated her kiss and resumed her mounted position atop him. She saw drool begin to flow from BJ’s mouth and his eyes took on a faraway look and he began to blubber incoherent sounds as she continued lightly milking his softening cock. She had literally fucked his brains out.

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Andra had climaxed after she’d felt BJ’s first hot ejaculation. While her shivering slowly dwindled down, she felt the ooze of her cream flow down his shaft along with his own liquids and pool in his lap. Andra moaned lightly, her face angled near his ear. “Sooo good”, she purred in a whisper. Slowly, after several bodily convulsions which gradually lessened over time, she unfurled herself, letting his cock slide gently out of her with a wet ‘schloop’, marveling at how hard he still was. She was pleased – she had to admit the boy knew how to use his dick and he’d managed to press all her right buttons. She sighed – I really needed that, she thought to herself.

She observed Vicki and Jason still going at it - they had been at it for fifteen minutes already and neither party showed signs of slowing down. She took the opportunity to bend down over BJ’s lap and use her tongue to clean his juices (and hers) from his spent penis.

Back down on the first floor, Megan Jones had just entered the building.

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Vicki Dresdin lay back on her love seat, legs spread open, with one dangling over the side, her blond mane disheveled. She’d never felt so stretched out. As her glistening breasts heaved with each deep inhale, she was completely spent after getting thoroughly pounded by Jason. They had agreed to a swap beforehand, but at present, she needed a breather. Meanwhile, Jason had begun to put his briefs back on. He was still, for lack of a better description, young, dumb and full of cum.

BJ, on the other hand, lay passed out on the bed as Andra took a paper towel to pat down and clean her insides. She bent down and took a mint from the pocket of her slacks, which were on the ground, and popped it into her mouth. Looking over, she saw Jason begin to get dressed. “What are you doing? I haven’t had my turn yet, lover boy”, Andra said to Jason as she ran her fingers through her normally curly hair. It was now matted with sweat. “I have something new for you boys to try. First you, then BJ.” She had quickly deduced Jason was too large for her, so she decided he needed to be…diminished somewhat.

Sitting on the edge of the loveseat, Vicki watched as Andra strapped Jason into the restraint chair. She heeded Andra’s warning to close her eyes as she pushed the button on the remote to invoke the shrink ray. Even with closed eyes, the green light was almost blinding and it took her eyes a few seconds to clear.

Vicki finally showed some signs of life, walking over to pluck the now 2 inch boy from the chair, peeling him out of his briefs which remained on the chair. She looked over his body with amusement as he held onto her finger with both arms, his legs and lower appendage dangling to her delight.

Perhaps she fully intended to eat him right then, but that thought was interrupted by Andra.

“Hey. Not yet. I haven’t had my turn with him yet”, Andra said, holding out her hand. With a pouty face, Vicki gently ladled Jason’s tiny form into her hands and then went back to lay on the bed. Andra breathed in and took a couple moments to inspect Jason’s little form , thinking his size much more manageable now.

Vicki watched as Andra went back over the love seat and set Jason down below her.  Jason looked up entranced at the huge but gorgeous crotch which towered above him, her aroma wafting over him, intoxicating him. With one hand, Andra spread herself open, while the other hand wrapped around Jason’s torso, pinning his arms to his sides. Jason’s little form stood blinking as he disappeared into the shaved steaming pussy.

After starting sensually slow, Andra began to gyrate her hips in ever increasing intensity, her small breasts jiggling delightfully with each bounce. To Andra, this was a different type of sensation. Perhaps he didn’t feel as good as BJ’s skillful cock, but his squirming and reactions were unpredictable and teased her carnal canal in different ways. She had really been looking forward to showing the cocky boy just how powerful her pussy muscles were.

Vicki watched with amusement as Andra continued to bounce, Jason now completely disappearing into her as she grunted out a pleasurable moan with each muscular squat. She hoped her friend’s tight, powerful vagina would not compress Jason’s body - she wanted to polish him off in her own way. After a bit more of her sexercising ministrations, Andra paused and looked over at BJ, his body still splayed out, her vision taking in his genitals. She had drained his balls dry and, while his penis lay flopped to the side on his thigh, she noted now that his testicles looked somewhat tight in their little pouch of a scrotum. They appeared somewhat diminished now, seemingly shriveled to about 80% of their previous circumference. They were moving inside the sack of their own volition, apparently attempting to replenish the lost supply. Andra shook her head, chuckling – the male anatomy never ceased to amaze her. She motioned to Vicki, “Can you help me get him over here?”

Together (each taking hold of a shoulder and grasping his back), the two women dragged BJ’s seemingly lifeless body to the Interrogation Chair and propped him up in it. Andra fiddled around quickly with the controller and promptly shrunk BJ down to just over an inch tall – with Jason still squirming inside her, that craving was being satisfied, so his tiny height would do just fine for it’s next task. She plucked up the tiny thing and sauntered back to the love seat, taking an extremely comfortable lounging position with legs spread. She moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue before stating, “This is my favorite kind of date – I call it a fuck-and-gulp.” She dragged the little body across her nipples, then against her belly. “Hey Vick, why don’t you come get your dinner treat.” With her off hand, she spread her labia lips, showing Jason’s little feet sticking out, just in case she didn’t get the hint. “I think it’s time to eat mine.”

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“BJ”

“BJ” went the voice again. A song was playing, a sultry female voice, a slow tempo. (it was the start of a song called ‘Down’, by Niykee Heaton)

“Aw…Bee-Jay”. This time, BJ noticed the voice was almost moaning his name (Vicki had begun fishing for her treat). He opened his eyes a crack and he found himself looking right at Andra’s abdomen. He had greatly admired it when it was much smaller (in comparison to him), but at this size ratio, he became transfixed by it. It seemed to call to him and he had a hard time taking his eyes from it. He felt the briefest of urges to be in there, imagining how warm it would be and his body shivered as he felt a cool breeze.

Andra noticed his mewling. The once cocky jock was now just a tiny boy to be gobbled up, no different than the others she had devoured. "Time to eat you", she declared to BJ after his brief body exploration.

BJ was delirious, fluttering in and out of a dream-like state. After Andra stated her intention to eat him, he just smiled up at her in a 'yeah, right' gesture. He didn't believe any of this was real.

It wasn’t quite as much fun to eat someone that wasn’t at least a little afraid…or excited about it. Andra felt that she needed to spruce things up. As he lay splayed out on her palm, she brought her index finger towards him, her fingernail grazing against him.

“What happened to your little guy?”, she teased as she prodded his package with her fingernail. “Is he all tuckered out?” It was strange to think that such a tiny thing had given her so much pleasure not long ago.

BJ just looked up at her, no expression on his face. His little package seemed undeterred.

“Alrighty then”, Andra said, shrugging her shoulders to mimic BJ’s nonchalant attitude. “You think you're pretty hot stuff, don't you BJ? Vick, hand me your lighter", Andra ordered. Vicki had already finished off her own snack and, after she fumbled around in her purse for several moments, handed the lighter to Andra. "Thanks. Now BJ, you don't feel so hot to me. In fact, your little body feels somewhat cool. So let's get you warmed up some, shall we?". Holding BJ by his arms, Andra flicked the lighter on so that a small flame was underneath him. BJs legs dangled precariously over the flame. When Andra raised it towards his feet, BJ splayed his legs to avoid the burning heat. Laughing, Andra moved it up further, now underneath his spent little package. BJ was now almost doing the splits, thankful for all the flexibility stretches he'd done through his teen years of sports training.

After putting the little jock in his place, Andra removed the lighter and tossed it aside. She dug in her own purse which was on an adjoining table and took out a small white strip. "Here, a present from Megan Jones", Andra declared. She took BJ’s tiny shoulder and began wrapping the white strip around it. It was a tiny camera/light. With it, he and they would be able to see within her stomach and have an idea what he was looking at as he was slowly digested.

‘Fuck it, I'ma take you down, down’

‘I'ma take you down, down, down’

As Andra completed the circuit on his arm, BJ began to comprehend his plight: "I…I've never done this before", he said with pleading eyes.

"There's a first time for everything”, Andra responded, her voice devoid of empathy. She placed his legs in her mouth and pursed her lips over them, sucking on them as she looked down her nose at BJ's expression. Then she turned him over to face down at the floor and pressed the rest of his body into her mouth against his outstretched arms. Before she could close her mouth, BJ made a lunge in an attempt to exit, but the tip of her tongue was entwined with his legs and he landed on her bottom lip, looking out at the world for one last time.

For BJ, fantasy had met with reality. The heat from the lighter had awoken his mind to the reality of the situation and now, being enveloped by the huge mouth, he had fully come to grips with his situation. He struggled desperately to get out of her mouth. If he could only get Ms. Dresdin's attention, she would surely save him from this cruel fate. As he was about to leap out, the huge tongue snaked up between his legs and pulled him back in by his crotch. The lips closed around him, covering him in complete darkness.

As she ate him, Andra thought about the cute talented boy she was devouring. Though she rarely watched sporting events, she had seen the local news coverage about the athlete’s exploits. At his original size, she had liked the feeling of his flesh and his touch and his genitalia was as sweet as any dessert she'd ever had. Now shrunk down, she found him equally adorable and delicious. And she loved the spunky energy that he was exhibiting inside her mouth, tussling with her tongue in an effort to free himself. Silly boy. She would need to educate him on the futility of his efforts. She liked to feel the shrinkies squirming when they went down her throat, but BJ was presently being a bit too violent as he flailed about and she worried it might cause her some discomfort. She pursed her lips and used her index finger to flatten him out onto her tongue.

Using her taste buds to absorb as much of his taste as she could get out of the little hunk of meat, she plastered his torso up against the roof of her mouth, squishing him. She did this for several seconds until she felt him finally calm down.

Physically worn out and out of breath from being pressed into the woman's palette, BJ was vaguely aware that he was being positioned for a swallow. "N..noooo!", he screamed as he was sent head-first down the constricting slick tunnel, his arms in front of him in a Superman pose. His body flowed smoothly down into her stomach, landing head-first into the pool of slimy sludge and mingling with the rest of the contents therein. As he lay unconscious, the acids began immediately to saturate his form and break it down. He’d just become the latest member of Andra’s ‘Fuck’n’Gulp Club’. And as with all members of that dubious club, he had been ridden hard and put away wet.

With all his squirming and how he landed, a bit of air flow was created and rushed back up Andra's air pipeline. A little burp escaped her lips, causing her to daintily cover her mouth. With good manners ingrained into her from her upbringing, she stoically muttered "excuse me" and picked up BJ's clothes, depositing them matter-of-factly into the company hamper.

Andra took a few moments to relish the taste of her latest snack, then she toweled herself off and began to dress. Her clit was throbbing from the attention she had received from BJ's dick, tiny Jason's squirms and Vicki’s mouth. As for BJ, Andra felt she had devoted enough of her time and energy towards him. She'd ridden him hard and put him away wet, so to speak. Across from her, Vicki lay sprawled on the bad, still semi-nude. She was drawing on a cigarette, her head tilted back lazily as she blew out a light puff of smoke as she stared at the ceiling. She seemed in a state of bliss.

“Are they gone already?!”, said a voice from the doorway. It was Megan, peeking her head in.

“Meg, finally!”, said Vicki, sitting up and taking notice of something Megan had in one of her hands, “What have you got there?”

“Oh, I call it a shrinky-kebab”, Megan answered, describing the shrinky that she was carrying, skewered with a thick toothpick through it’s anus.

The shrinky was still alive, though just barely, and was moaning as it leaned this way and that, trying impossibly to find a more comfortable position in it’s impalement. The end of the toothpick seemed to be lodged somewhere in it’s abdomen, thus allowing it’s pained existence to continue briefly.

Megan held the impaled shrinky out to Vicki, “Here, have a bite.”

Vicki waved her away, “You know I don’t go for the messy ones.”

“Nonsense. This one’s been thoroughly cleaned. Besides, I’m offering bottoms”, said Megan, shrugging off Vicki’s reply.

“You meanie. Where did you get it?”, asked Andra with mock interest as she got dressed.

“Him?”, Megan said, nodding to her hand which held impaled shrinky, “He’s just some kid that was a friend of that server Jackie’s. He thought she would play with him a bit and he’d get resized, ha ha.” Andra and Vicki laughed with her. She continued, “the fool didn’t even suspect. Said he was some type of track star, so I just wanted to see how well he did in the pole vault. And as you can see, I pegged him real good”, she laughed. “That was a couple hours ago, before you ladies got here. I’m surprised the little prick is still alive.”

“I’ll have it”, offered Andra, walking over to her. “He looks tasty.”

“Good. Here. You pull”, she instructed, inserting the shrinky headfirst into her mouth, her lips closing around just above it’s waist. Andra slinked her way up and stood on her tiptoes to make her mouth reach near to Megan’s (she was 5 inches shorter than Megan), her tongue touching the shrinky’s feet. Than she grasped the toothpick and pulled it out, letting a stream of blood run into her mouth.

Pressing her lips to Megan’s, both women brought their teeth to bare on the shrinky (Jace), biting him in two.

The two kissed before Andra pulled away slowly, leaving both hers and Megan’s lips red as they both tipped their heads back and swallowed their respective shrinky halves. Vicki watched, somewhat conflicted in her thoughts.

“Ooooh”, said Andra excitedly, “that was neat. You should have felt his little thing bouncing on my tongue when we bit him in half. It was like an otter thumping it’s tail against a dam.”

“Yeah, that’s why I offered the bottom half. I’ve had that happen before too. It’s strictly involuntary muscle reaction”, Megan said, laughing. “So – BJ? Jason? I assume they’ve both been warmly deposited?”

Andra’s response was a simple grin which told Megan everything she wanted to know. With a mischievous grin, Andra remembered the camera light she’d attached to BJ’s arm. She pulled out her iPhone. “Wanna see him?”

***

7:55pm Wednesday, Restaurant level, Forbidden Dish

Garrett had bussed his last table. Not having been a busy night, he hadn’t even broken a sweat. Just another easy, fun night at the Dish for him. He’d been thinking all night about Lindsay’s offer.

“Ready little G”, said Lindsay, taking him off guard, “looks like I have time for a break. Kim’s got me covered.”

“Yeah, I am. I think I will take you up on your offer Lindsay.”

“Great. Sign this”, she said, producing a legal waiver document.

Garrett pushed back, “Do I really have to go through signing that? After all, we’re not going through with the whole voring thing.”

“Yep, I’m afraid so, for multiple reasons. One, so that we keep track of shrinking – Meghyn wants an exact count on how many rays are used. Not sure why it has to be exact, but she’s pretty strict on that. Secondly, just in case we have an accident, I’m covered”, Garrett began to protest, but Lindsay waved him off, continuing, “and third, we need to have the form for shrinking so that when we do the switcheroo to get you resized, we have the signed document in place and only need put in the new name.”

It didn’t quite all sound terribly convincing to Garrett, but he’d made up his mind to go through with it, so he agreed.

Minutes later, after putting his belongings in his locker, he walked hand-in-hand with Lindsay to the shrinking booth.

The shrinking operator, Janice, was a bit surprised to see the young employee coming up with Lindsay.

“What’s up you two?”, she asked as they approached.

“I think sweet little G here is ‘up’ presently”, Lindsay said, giggling, one hand under his crotch. “Here’s his form Janice. We’re gonna have some fun. Can you shrink him down – let’s say four inches? It’s my favorite size for shrinkies that I like.”

“Four inches, Linz? Isn’t that a bit large to be swallowing?”, Janice asked.

“That’s sort of the point. I won’t be swallowing Garrett, just having some fun. We’ll get him resized later. Meghyn already knows about it”, Lindsay lied, giving Janice a quick wink.

“Oh..oh. I see. Sure, go ahead and step in then, Garrett”, Janice instructed.

“And don’t forget to strip down completely”, added Lindsay cheerfully. Things were going even better than she could expect.

Garrett let go of Lindsay’s hand and pulled his other hand away from her butt, where it had been the whole walk up the stairs and over to the shrink booth. Without a word, he entered the booth and began to strip and Lindsay gently shut the booth’s door as he did so.

Within a few moments, Janice had updated the shrink setting and pressed the button to perform the miniaturization. Lindsay gave Garrett time to get over the off-putting shrinking experience, making small talk with Janice for a minute before entering and picking up the nude boy. With her other arm, she gathered his clothes and gave them to Janice for later retrieval, saying to her, “here, keep these in case we need them later”, giving a wink at Garrett as she did so.

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Setting the tiny Garrett down on the table, Lindsay put on some music and locked the door to the small ‘dining room’ they were in.

Lindsay slowly removed her shiny black tights that had the functionality of yoga pants, extending her legs straightaway as she did so, thus illustrating her long legs as well as her muscular bubble butt. She watched Garrett as she took her time, enjoying the show she was giving him.

From the side, Garrett stood, watching the show. His little member stood at attention as well.

She had never gone completely nude before in the dining rooms, but she kind of liked Garrett and she was feeling a bit frisky after a long day. Garrett stood enthralled as she detached her lacy bra at the center, her breasts bouncing lightly a few times before coming still, her nipples jutting out prominently. Then, dancing a little jig to the music, she slowly peeled off her panties.

She picked up the tiny blinking Garrett again and lay down on the loveseat in the room’s center.  She brought him up to her face with one hand, while the other began to gently rub her mons. Tilting her head back, she gently lowered him legs-first into her mouth, her lips closing around his mid-section.

“Unnngh…oh my god”, Garrett grunted as he felt her mouth go to work on him. He closed his eyes so that he could focus on the pleasure he was receiving. It was every bit as good as he had anticipated. “This is amazing.”

After a minute, he’d let his juices flow onto her tongue. He slowly opened his eyes. “Lindsay, please…please…swallow me”, Garrett said, holding onto her nose and looking up into Lindsay’s eyes. His little heart pounded in his chest.

Looking down at the adorable tiny boy with puppy dog eyes, Lindsay couldn’t help but notice how truly adorable he was. Clearly, he was lovestruck with her.

“Id…id zat wat you welly wan, ittle G?”, she asked him, hopeful, but uncertain as she talked around his little body.

“More than anything else in the world”, he said breathlessly.

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 9:05 pm, Meghyn’s office

A light knock on the door.

“Come in.”

“Hi Meg. Just an fyi - we’re gonna need another bus boy”, Lindsay said, rubbing her tummy. The fluttering in her belly had long since stopped.

“What happened to Garrett?”, asked Meghyn.

“Accident”, said Lindsay, with a sheepish grin.

“Lindsay!”

The End