She crawled on the floor towards him on her hands and knees, looking
at the floor as she went. She stopped in front of his two-inch tall
body; he was frozen in place where he stood.
'Mmmmm.'
She lowered her side to the floor to free up a hand; she started
wrapping a lock of her red hair by her face around her finger.
'Are you ready?'
He stared back up into her green eyes, fearful.
'You're really going to eat me?' he squeaked.
She smiled.
'That's the idea' she replied.
'But, you're going to kill me!'
'Yeah. How do you feel about that, pumpkin?'
'I don't think I want to die.'
'Mm. Doesn't change the fact that I'm going to eat you.'
He sat down on the floor.
'Don't sit on the floor. You'll get dirty.'
He looked up at her.
'You just said you're going to eat me. Why should I care about
anything you want?'
She made a pouty face.
'That's not very nice. I'm still a human being.'
'You're a monster.'
She moved her free hand towards him.
'You're a tiny, little man' she declared.
She pinched her fingers around him to pick him up. Then, she rolled
onto her back, drawing her knees together. He was trapped in the
grasp of her hand.
She pressed him against her chest.
'I want you to feel my heart beating. Bump-bump, bump-bump' she
whispered.
She paused to hear her heart throbbing in her ears; she was excited.
'You will become my food: My nourishment. I will extract every last
usable piece of you and distribute the pieces throughout my body.
You will feed that beating heart you feel beneath you.'
She lifted her hand off of him and placed it under her head to prop
it up. This way, she could watch him rising and falling with her
chest, during each breath she took; she breathed quickly; her voice
struggled to contain her excitement.
'But, you're very small, so, you don't have much to offer me. Why,
then, should I even bother putting in time to digest such a negligible
lump of calories as yourself?'
She placed a hand on her groin and started to rub herself through
her panties.
'Because it gives me immense pleasure to do it. I'm going to enjoy
placing you on my tongue. I'm going to enjoy feeling you squirm
between my lips as I pull you through them.'
She picked him up with her fingers.
'I'm also going to enjoy feeling you struggle for your life against
the horrors you find inside my mouth.'
He sniffled.
'I don't want to die' he cried.
'Shhhhhh' she hushed him. 'No more of that talk from you.'
She slithered her tongue out between her lips and placed him on it.
She couldn't see him anymore. He was pushing down on her tongue
with his hands to keep his balance.
She sucked in his legs.
'No' he cried.
'Mm?'
'C'mon. Don't do this, please!'
She stroked her pussy and started drawing her tongue back into
her mouth. She felt his hands on her lips, pushing downward to try
to free himself.
'You evil bitch!' he screamed.
She sucked him in passed his shoulders. His mouth was pressed against
her lips; they muffled his screams.
Once he was fully inside her mouth, she became less gentle. Her tongue
squeezed him against the roof of her mouth and went back and forth
in a chewing motion (she didn't use her teeth). His frightened, little
body fought with all its strength to escape her saliva. She fingered
herself more vigorously.
She tilted her head back, and savored the pressure he put on her
tongue. Then, she swallowed and watched a series of mental pictures
that followed his descent down her throat. She counted down in her
head. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One.
Plop. She felt his little body land in the pit of her stomach, and
came.
Giantess World
Story Notes:
This took me a couple of hours to write, so there's a lot of missing information: You won't know the names behind 'he' and 'she' (hence the name 'Anonymous Vore'). You won't know how they relate to each other. You won't know how he got shrunk. A way I'd like to think of this is as a black and white sketch of a woman eating a man, with a lot of the lines unerased.
I understand that you can't have too many pieces of literature like this; otherwise, you'll clog the pool. But, I'm trying to be creative, and it made sense to give this a shot. This is basically one scene in a story that nobody's ever going to write.
I usually do feet-type stuff, but I'm also a little 'vore-curious'. I think that if it's done right, like anything else, it's pretty interesting stuff.
I hope you all enjoy!