Drunk and Shrunk - Last Trip to the Dish: Come with us to the Dish

   (Kylie, Pem)

“Uhuh. Turned twenty-one today”, Kylie said merrily.

“Well happy birthday! Twenty-one, that’s a special one. Aren’t you going to do something to celebrate?”

“Yeah, Bittie and I are going to go clubbing”, she said.

Pem’s spirits sunk. He was hoping to be asked to help her celebrate, but being only nineteen, he wouldn’t be old enough to get into many clubs. Kylie’s attention returned briefly to her phone. Noticing her focus and wanting to follow up, he walked over to her and pulled up a chair to sit next to her.

“What’re you looking at?”, he asked as he glanced over her shoulder as he took her feet into his lap and began to gently massage them. It was not atypical for the pair, as he had done this for her several times previously, once she had confided in him about her love for having her feet getting some TLC. Pem knew it was something she loved to have done for her and he was happy to do it, for he had a bit of a foot fetish and he thought it might eventually pay off romantically down the line.

“Just some images from the place we’re going to – Forbidden Dish”, she responded casually.

“I’ve heard about that place”, he said, “it’s supposed to be where guys can go and be ‘shrunk down’”, he said, placing air quotes over the words.

“Uh-huh”, Kylie responded without looking up, as she continued flipping through images.

“I don’t believe all that mumbo jumbo”, Pem said, chuckling. He took a seat not far away from her.

“How come?”

“I just don’t think the technology exists to be able to shrink people. I mean, where would all the matter go?”, Pem asked sardonically.

“I dunno how it works. I just know that it does. Here, look-”, she moved her phone so that he could comfortably view the images.

Pem reached out and gently took the phone from her and browsed several images. Still not buying it, he said, “Pretty cool special effects, I’ll give them that.”

There was some footfalls from the hallway. Someone was coming. Kylie snatched her phone from Pem, who sat up and let Kylie’s feet drift away from him.

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Bethany heard voices coming from the community room. As she neared the room, the voices suddenly went quiet, prompting her to peek her head around the corner just enough to see the leg of one of the persons. She grimaced when she saw the birthmark on the right calf - it had to be Pem - he was the only one she’d seen with that type of birthmark. Sighing, she peeked around further and caught sight of Kylie. She smiled.

“There’s the birthday girl”, Bethany said proudly, strutting into the room.

“Bittie!”, said Kylie excitedly, leaping to her feet and giving Beth a hug. “It’s mah birthday, happy birthday”, Kylie said, doing a little shimmy.

“You big goof”, said Bethany, laughing.

Pem chuckled lightly. He liked Kylie’s voice - it was chipper and positive and feminine and promised fun. Seeing Beth’s face looking sternly at him, he said in low voice, “Hi Bethany.”

“Pem”, replied Bethany in a succinct manner.

“What are you two talking about?”, inquired Bethany as she took a seat while Kylie returned to hers.

“Pem doesn’t believe Forbidden Dish can really shrink someone”, remarked Kylie.

“Oh really? Have you shown him your pictures?”, Bethany said. It wasn’t the first time they had run into a non-believer.

“Yep”

“The sexy ones?”, Bethany probed further.

“Um, no, not those”, Kylie admitted, her face blushing.

“Wait. What do you mean, the sexy ones?”, said Pem, perking up.

“Here Pem”, Bethany waved him over as she took her phone out, setting it on the table. “Let’s see what you think of these.”  Pem scuttled over double-time.

It was not at all what Pem was expecting, though he really didn’t know what to expect of ‘sexy’ pictures regarding Kylie – images of Kylie in a bikini flashed through his mind. What he saw were images of women dangling naked or nearly naked (it was hard to tell as their bits were blurred out) tiny men over their mouths in seductive poses. Some showed images with the tiny men partially in a woman’s mouth. Yet another picture was of a woman with a lump in her throat, suggesting she was in the process of swallowing one of the tiny men. In most of the images, the male was smiling as though he was enjoying himself. Pem took a moment to look at Kylie, then at Beth, looking for cracks in their facial expressions.

“So, what do you think about that?”, Beth said, returning his attention to the images she’d shown him. “I bet you wonder what that would be like. Look like something you’d want to do?”

Pem was incredulous – while the images did look enticing and he was surprised to feel a slight arousal, there was just no way they could be real. They were images, not videos, and could easily be staged by a proprietor wanting to bring in business. He just shook his head.

“OK”, said Bethany, “Those are the Forbidden Dish proprietary pictures. I’ve got some personal ones of Kylie you might like to see.”

“Bittie, don’t”, said Kylie. She was always embarrassed when Beth showed her video. “Pem doesn’t want to see that.”

“Oh, come on Kylie. You shouldn’t be ashamed. It’s fun”, said Beth as she brought up a video of an obviously excited Kylie in a dim background. The audio was somewhat loud and fragmented, with several voices and music playing in the background. This was obviously some type of club atmosphere with lots of people. Into the camera came a hand from the side, handing what appeared to be a tiny fully nude man to Kylie, who proceeded to give the little man several licks up his front. The tiny man was clearly excited as his penis was quivering hard at the touch of Kylie’s tongue, though he had his eyes closed.

“Whoa”, exclaimed Pem. Clearly, this was a real tiny person, judging by it’s reactions, or it was some super puppeteering. And yet, he didn’t see any strings. Perhaps it was some type of tiny robot? Regardless, the way Kylie was licking the tiny man, as if he were an ice cream cone, Pem found very erotic. He felt his member begin to swell and rise. He looked over at Kylie, who was covering her face in embarrassment.

Beth tsk’ed and regained his attention, “Just keep watching.”

Pem watched as the process repeated with a different tiny man, than there was some conversation which he couldn’t quite pick up, than another tiny man was handed to Kylie. This one she took fully into her mouth and after some moments, swallowed him whole. A lump could be discerned travelling down her throat.

“Huh?”, exclaimed Pem in shock, looking over at Kylie, “you ate him?”

“That’s just the latest shrinky Kylie devoured”, Beth said, emphasizing the word.

“What? You’ve eaten more? This can’t be real. Who would volunteer to be eaten? How would that even be allowed? Besides, I thought you were a Vegan?”, Pem said frantically. There were a hundred questions that he wanted to pour out. Inwardly, the slightest hint of a doubt crept into his psyche. And a quick thought bubble floated into his mind about what it must feel like to be tiny, nude and trapped within the confines of the cute girl’s warm mouth.

“I am a Vegan”, she confirmed, “but having a tiny boy every once in awhile doesn’t really count”, she explained.

Pem couldn’t quite gain the motivation behind it. Why would a woman want to consume a tiny man. “So …you eat shrunken guys?”, he asked her. He was incredulous that the sweet naïve girl could do anything so dastardly.

Kylie just smiled and nodded sheepishly.

“How many have you eaten?”

“Just a couple”, Kylie replied.

“Me too”, Bethany added, “I’ve had a couple too.”

Pem looked them both closely in the eyes, trying to read them. “Nah”, Pem smiled, “I don’t believe it. That can’t be real.” He was conscious of not pushing back too hard, so as not to put Kylie off. “Besides, who would even volunteer for that, if it was possible?”

“I don’t really understand it either”, said Kylie, adding, “maybe it’s some type of sexual urge, you know, being naked around a hot girl and having her play with you. But I still don’t understand the getting eaten part. Boys still are a bit of a mystery to me.”

Pem’s now full-on erection was noticeable through his thin shorts, propping up his crotch into a tented area that was previously absent. “Omigosh, are you hard?”, Beth blurted out with mock surprise, adding with a snort, “you want it, don’t you? Admit it Pem. You have a vore fetish. You do realize Kylie eats boys like you for dinner, right?”

Pem quickly moved one leg over to cover his modesty and then quickly put his foot in his mouth (metaphorically speaking) by trying to change the subject. Thinking he wasn’t the best looking guy, nor the most athletic, nor even the smartest, Pem wanted to win over the girls, especially Kylie, with his personality and confidence. He was fascinated with the idea of shrinking technology. “Alright, I’d like to try it, being little, that is. What if I were to get shrunk?”

“You?”, said Kylie, surprised.

“Really?”, exclaimed Beth, “So, you wanna come with us to celebrate Ky’s turning twenty-one? You know what happens there?”, Beth asked him, her lip curling up into a smile. Having already attained the age of twenty-one herself, she was all too happy to welcome Kylie to adulthood and maybe with an unforeseen treat. “Which one of us would you want to eat you?”, asked Beth in a teasing tone.

Pem still didn’t consider shrinking a reality, flippantly stating “Oh, I don’t know – you’re both so beautiful, I couldn’t choose between you.” He looked hard at Kylie. “I mean, if I got shrunk down, would you really eat me?” Pem had always been a bashful boy and the thought that his crush would consider him a worthy morsel tickled his fancy.

As Bethany continued to tease Pem about eating him, Kylie found the idea of eating her schoolmate repulsive – she could never eat someone that she knew. She thought about it for a minute – maybe the boy did have the desire to be eaten, but she thought it weird. “I could never eat you, Pem. I’m not a monster, you know. I’d never eat someone who doesn’t want to be eaten. But if you got shrunk, maybe I might lick you”, Kylie said.

Kylie’s response shocked Pem. He began to understand why some men might want to let themselves get eaten, or atleast shrunken. It was a chance for some guys who might not have gotten it otherwise, to gain the full attention of some hot girl or woman of their dreams. In a way, it was like submitting to their will, allowing oneself to be conquered fully and completely.

Pem looked over at Beth. “Oh, don’t worry Pem. I wouldn’t eat you either. That would be nasty”, she said, in a droll attempt to comfort him. “Besides, you’re not really my type.”

As if an omen, Kylie’s stomach churned and growled at that moment, making all manner of noises. “Sorry”, she says, “embarrassed and ashamed by her stomach’s behavior, “my tummy just seems to be twisting in knots. I’m getting hungry, but I’m holding off til we get to the Dish”, she pulled her t-shirt up a bit, exposing a bit of her abs and her belly button, caressing the area. She noticed Pem looking longingly at her belly.

“So whaddya say Pem. Wanna come with us?”, Beth said, trying to regain his attention, “we’ll be leaving around a quarter after 4. We wanna get there when Happy Hour starts. If you wanna join us, come by Kylie’s room by that time. We’re gonna get loaded tonight. We might need you to drive us back.”

Pem looked like his decision teetered on the edge. “What’s the matter? Afraid I’ll drink you under the table?”, Beth said, a hint of mischief in her eyes.

Pem laughed, objecting, “I can’t even drink yet.”

“Oh, right”, Beth sniggered and the girl broke into laughs.

Kylie gave him a big smile, her head cocked to the side – it melted him like butter.

Pem looked thoughtful for a couple more moments, then said, “OK. Yeah. I’d like to go. It would be fun to help Kylie celebrate. Plus, if guys are really getting shrunk and eaten, I’d wanna see that for myself. That just sounds too awesome to pass up. But I’m only nineteen. Would they even let me in?”

“That’s not gonna be a problem”, Beth said with a coy smirk.

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