Melts in your Mouth: Casual Friends and the Swallow Girls

Upon entering the lounge, the trio of colleagues (Meredith, Wilson and Lenny) began to mingle. There were some people that each of them recognized. Tonight was a busy night and there was a bevy of good-looking men and women moving about and chatting.

Meredith turned to the two of them, “Why don’t you both look around a bit? I’ll go ahead and reserve our table – I’ll get it for a half hour from now. That should give us plenty of time to mingle. I’ll get us a booth. Don’t be afraid to invite anyone to dinner.”

The guys needed no further impetus. Wilson saw a beautiful blond in the distance that he wouldn’t mind getting to know a little better. The group split up.

Walking up to the blond, who had her back turned to him, Wilson tapped her lightly on the shoulder. “Excuse me, can I buy you a drink?”

“Hi”, she said, giving him a smile. She noticed the red bracelet he was wearing. “You can buy me more than that, if you know what I mean.”

“Haha, one step at a time, little lady”, he held out his hand, “Wilson”.

“Tabitha”, she said, taking his hand. “Yes, baby steps may be in order. I’ll have a Chardonnay.”

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Meredith sighed with relief. She had found Lenny. He was talking to two leggy brunettes dressed in similar sparkling black dresses.

“Thank goodness I found you, I can’t find Wilson and neither one of you is responding to my texts”, she said, adding, “our table is ready.”

“Sorry Mer. I didn’t notice your texts. I suppose I…got caught up in conversation”, he gave the brunettes a sad look. “Sorry ladies, maybe I’ll see you later.”

But the two women had already moved on to another man wearing a red bracelet.

“Come on”, said Meredith, taking Lenny by the forearm, “help me find Wilson.”

“Maybe he’s already at the table?”, Lenny suggested.

"I doubt it”, she replied, “I just came from there. But I guess it’s possible I missed him when I walked through this crowd to find you.”

They spent a couple minutes worming their way through the crowd and into the restaurant. Meredith could see their table from there and there was no sign of Wilson.

“I don’t see him”, she said.

“Well, let’s just go ahead and get seated”, Lenny responded, “He’ll come find us when he’s ready. He knows that we have a table.”

“Alright”, she agreed.

As they moved past some tables, Meredith noticed that a waitress was holding a bowl up high before she set it down at a table near them.  Are those…?, she wondered. She had never seen shrunken people and she was very curious.

“Hey Lenny, just a minute”, she said, pushing her hand against his chest as he followed behind her.

She walked up to the table, where two pretty young ladies with pink-dyed hair and wearing tank tops sat across from each other, the bowl of shrinkies set between them. The two women noticed her approaching and looked at her as she bent towards the table. “Hello, I was wondering, would you mind if I take a look at them? I’ve never seen such little people before.

“Of course”, said one of the women, “This is only our second time here, so I understand completely.” She was quick to add with a light laugh, “As long as you don’t try to eat one. They’re very expensive.”

“Thank you so much. That’s very kind of you”, Meredith said, and Lenny now stood next to her at the table.

Meredith noticed with relish that all the shrinkies were nude men. “Oh, they’re so cute”, she said. “Now I understand why women get so excited to eat them.”

“Looks like that one wants you to eat him”, Lenny said, pointing to one of the shrinkies jumping up and down excitedly in the middle of the bowl.

“Haha. Well, he’s not mine to eat.” She looked over at the woman to her left, “But would you mind if I picked him up? I’m just so curious as to how they feel.”

As the woman was about to reply, her partner on the other side said, “I’d rather you not. Germs and all.”

“Uh…oh”, said Meredith, disappointed, but understanding.

“But here”, said the woman, “I’ll move the bowl closer to you so you can see them better.”

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Wilson’s heart was racing. In the last half hour, he had been on an emotional and physical rollercoaster. The gorgeous blond had talked him into getting shrunk down, promising ‘lots of tongue action’. After getting shrunk she had tried to eat him, but he screamed and yelled to tell her he didn’t want to be eaten. Reluctantly, she had brought him to a server and exchanged him for a willing shrinky.

He had been brought into the kitchen area, where he was washed and scrubbed down and placed in a bowl (of unwillings).

He was despondent. He couldn’t even use his phone to call or text for his colleagues to help him as his phone had been taken along with his clothes by that cutie pie attendant, Jinx. Then he was promptly picked up along with several other men by a waitress, put into a dish and brought out to be eaten by the two gorgeous giantesses at the table. He had wondered about his colleagues. They were probably seated at their table right now…but, perhaps they were looking for him.

His adrenaline was jolted by the sudden approach of Meredith. She was huge, like the other giantesses, but she represented the miracle he had been praying for in the last few minutes.

The problem was, she didn’t seem to recognize him.

“Hey! Hey! Merry. I’m right here”, he said jumping up and down.

“Dude. Settle down!”, said the shrinky beside him, putting a hand on his shoulder to calm him.

“What? Why? That’s my friend”, he said, getting loose from the guy.

“Don’t bother. She won’t even notice you”, another shrinky said.

With a frown, Wilson realized that the guy was likely correct. He was so small and she must not be able to notice too many details from the distance to where she stood, though he could make out her details clearly at his size. He noticed that Lenny now stood next to her. If he was unable to get either of their attention, he was going to be just a piece of meat for one of these large devouresses.

Just then, he felt the bowl he was in move and he stumbled, losing his balance as the bowl was shifted towards his friends. He fell to his hands and knees.

Meredith stooped and peered down into the shrinky bowl, rotating it carefully as she looked over each of the tiny nude men. She repressed a giggle at seeing all their little male appendages, all at various stages of a semi-flaccid state. She didn’t want to be disrespectful to the tiny guys who were making the ultimate sacrifice for the small amount of pleasure they were sure to receive as they got eaten.

They are all so adorable, she thought, look at their little bodies. One of them even looks like...she gasped.

“Oh my goodness, Wilson, you got yourself shrunk down. That’s too funny”, she said. She covered her mouth as she pointed him out to Lenny, trying not to snort a laugh.

“Hey little dude”, said Lenny, leaning closer and poking shrinky Wilson playfully, but gently.

“Hey guys, you need to help me! Please…get me resized. Th…these women…they’re gonna eat us!”

"You know, you’re really cute at that size”, said Meredith, ignoring his pleas. Her eyes lit up as she looked him over. She rotated the bowl carefully. “Nice butt too”, she added, giggling.

“Stop playing around Merry! This isn’t funny. We’re talking about my life here!” He was unnerved by her flippant attitude. Just a number of hours earlier, she had ironically scolded him about not being serious enough with his work. “You’re a genius, Wil”, she had told him, “You could be making so much more money if you just focused a bit more.”

Meredith stood back up straight, her pinky moving on her lip playfully with her knuckles on her chin as she observed him one last time with amusement.

“Sorry Wilson. Wish we could help you, but it looks like you’ve gotten yourself in a pickle”, said Lenny, standing back straight and shrugging his shoulders, with his palms of his hands up, and giving him a ‘nothing-I-can-do’ look.

“More like, made himself into a pickle”, Meredith said, giggling.

“Wait! Wait! You gotta help me…”, he started.

But they had already turned away from him, walking to their table. “Well, looks like it’s you and I, Sally”, murmured Lenny.

As he watched them walk away, Wilson felt a sense of dread take hold of him and he became petrified with fear. His mind was completely numbed.

Behind them, as Sally and Lenny walked to their table, Wilson was picked up by one of the young women (the one who had been to her right) and brought into her mouth. Neither Sally or Lenny were witness to the small bulge that Wilson made in the woman’s throat as he was swallowed whole just seconds later.

A minute later, the now-seated couple was met with a waitress holding menus.

“Welcome to Forbidden Dish. Can you I get you something to drink? An appetizer, maybe?”

“I’ll take a Spritzer. And”, she pointed over at the table where the two women were consuming the last of their 5 shrinkies, “I’d like to try one of those tiny guys, if it’s possible.”

“Of course”, said the brown-haired waitress, “willing or unwilling?”

“Oooh”, said Meredith. This was a foreign concept to her, but intriguing nonetheless. She thought of Wilson and how sexy he had looked all shrunk down. “I think I’d like to try an unwilling.”

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