Barry let out a long and tired yawn, as he tried to wake himself up while heading to class. Normally the walk to first period would have woken him up, but due to his size, he wasn’t doing much walking anymore. His girlfriend, Brook, was his personal chaperon now a days. She had every period with him so he was able to “hitch” a ride with her to each class. The only down side to this is how hypnotic all her swaying did to his body while she walked. It was like he was being rocked back to sleep in a hammock. Each step she took while holding Barry in her hand, tilted him slightly to the left and than back toward the right. Almost like a ship rocking on the ocean. It was impossible for Barry not to yawn once again.
Brook’s deep but soothing voice called down at Barry, “Will you stop that? If you keep yawning like that, than I’m going-”
Barry hid a smirk, as there it was, the famous contagious yawn. In mid speech Brook’s mouth high above Barry opened up and grew to a monstrous size, able to shove anything ten times the size of Barry inside all at once. The sound of her inhaling started to fill the surrounding area as Brook tried using her free hand to cover her mouth. Little did she know that didn’t stop Barry from being able to see her cute and beautiful mouth gaping wide open past her fingers. It lasted just for a few seconds, but it was just enough to make Barry’s day. To be blessed with seeing Brook’s gorgeous mouth yawn… yup it was going to be a good day.
After just a few seconds of Brook yawning, Barry watched Brook remove her hand and narrow her eyes at him, “See what you did? Jeez…” Brook shook her head, “We got an exam first thing in the morning and you’ve got me all tired now.”
Barry laugh, “Oh come on, it won’t be that bad. We studied all night. It’s going to be a piece of cake-”
A deep ominous gurgle was heard just behind Barry, as Brook’s belly let out a roaring demand for food. It lasted for a few moments but it was long and loud enough to cut Barry’s words off from Brook, even though they were using a communicator. Barry waited till it stop gurgling and crying out before looking up at the sheepish looking Brook.
“Please don’t mention food… I had to skip breakfast this morning.”
Barry winced at the fact that Brook might have had time to eat something if it weren’t for him. Brook had to quickly rush to his house to pick him up just to take him to school. Something that he always felt bad about when she came by in the morning. Still there wasn’t much he could do other than apologize, “Sorry about that.”
Brook let out an annoyed sound, “For the hundredth time Barry, don’t be. I just skipped breakfast cause I slept in, I have a snack,” Brook laughed. “It’s fine really. Now stop acting like this is your fault and let’s go over some time lines.” Brook started to list off a date and event associated with that time period. She was covering what would be on the history exam this morning. As she talked to Barry, Brook turned a corner and two high school students were walking by. They were obvious freshmen, it was clear with how tall they were compared to Brook. As they were passing, their eyes went from Brook’s face, to her chest, to her hips and back up to her chest. Barry could see them gazing at Brook’s gazoongas as they passed by. The size of her rather large chest was one that most students in school marveled at. Barry rolled his eyes at how shallow those kids were, only caring about the looks of a girl…
Barry was lucky to know Brook before high school, before she really developed into the smoking hotty she was today. They were in the same grade school and when they graduated, Barry made his move. He asked Brook if she wanted to be boyfriend girlfriend, luckily for him, she had similar feeling for him. As happy as he was, it was only the third month of freshman year that he got the news. He was shrinking. It would have been easy for Brook to step away from him, distance herself from his smaller form. To move on… but she didn’t. Brook stood by Barry’s changing life. She help support him with her care, love, and support. Walking him to his freshman classes, eating lunch with him, and spending weekends with him. Brook was probably one of the few people who weren’t phased by his sudden and shocking size change. Barry had never felt more love and cared for when Brook refused to move on. She swore to stay with him as long as they loved each other… something that made Barry shed a tear or two over.
It wasn’t too long before Barry learned he wasn’t the only one changing. Brook went from, what he thought was a normal girl, into probably the most gorgeous teen in the entire school. Funny how Barry grew smaller Brook grew bigger in other places, and not just in height too. Soon she had the eyes of every student older and younger looking at her. Unfortunately for all the others, she was with Barry. Something he knew more than a few people were jealous about.
“Was I right?” Brook asked dragging Barry out of his thoughts of how he got to this point.
“Oh... sorry what was the question?”
Brook rolled her eyes as she approached her locker and started to open it, “1861-1864 was the civil war, right?”
Barry took a few moments before he processed her question, “uh… 1865!”
Brook winced as she grabbed her text book for second period after history, “Shit… 18, 65! not 64 ugh…” Brook complained.
“Hey hey… calm down babe,” Barry said as he grabbed at her index finger to support her. “remember 65, and they couldn’t even drive,” Barry told her with the rhyme he used to recall the date.
Brook nodded with a smirk at how they came up with that, “Right right… 65 and can’t drive… okay. Thanks…”
Barry laughed, “Hey you got this, we studied like crazy all night…”
Brook grabbed her supplies and shut the locker, “Yeah, and we did OTHER things too,” Brook chuckled.
Barry turned red at Brook’s words. “WHOA WHOA SHHHH!!!” Barry quickly sputtered as he looked around to make sure no one heard that, which they of course didn’t. “Brook!” Barry hissed.
“Oh come on,” Brook giggled and waved off Barry’s alarmed tone. “We’ve had sex before, don’t act all prude now.”
Barry was turning a deeper shade of red as he glanced at each enormous student they passed by to make sure they didn’t over hear Brook’s words. “Yeah! But that doesn’t mean you just spout it out in the open for everyone to hear you.”
Brook let out another teasing laugh, “We’ve been dating since freshman year, I’m sure they all know that we DO IT.”
Barry rolled his eyes at the private information he would rather not have flying around the school. It was one thing having everyone know that he’s dating Brook, but if they knew they were sexually active… he had a feeling that he would be an even bigger target for bullying. Still he did like that Brook wasn’t scared to flaunt her desire for him like this so openly.
“Well, even if they do know, I’d like to just keep what we do in our rooms, just to ourselves, okay,” Barry asked.
Brook gave Barry a fake pout, “But what’s the point of having a little boyfriend if I can’t show him off? I mean it’s not my fault that most of these boys are jealous because of your size.” Brook emphasized the last part.
Barry almost missed it but the look on Brook’s face told him what she was really implying. “ooo, oh I see what you did there.”
“Did you now,” Brook mocked.
“Cute...very cute,” Barry chuckled.
They were coming around a corner and approaching Ms. Mcneill history class. Brook entered the classroom and immediately, like dogs seeing a bone, every boy eyed Brook with little to no discretion. Barry wanted to say, “Watch where your looking!” or something to show off his alpha side to everyone, but they wouldn’t have heard him.
It didn’t take long for Brook to grab her seat and set Barry down just below her on the desk. She pulled out her notebook and set it down for both of them to go over real quick. The notes that Brook took were sometimes larger than Barry himself. The colorful numbers of dates or words of places or people were highlighted in the notebook. Brook used her finger to trace some dates and important information that might be on the exam.
Barry tried to keep up, but her finger was too fast and soon she was flicking the page over to the next part. Barry took a step back as the gust from the page turning blew his hair a little. A simple turning of a page caused a big enough breeze that Barry had to close his eyes from the wind force.
The sound of Brook digging into her bag for something brought Barry out of his attempt to study. Sure studying and taking this exam, and the other classes, seemed pointless right now. Yet, on the news a few years back, it was said that government was trying to impose and pass a bill that would create thousands of jobs for shrinkies like him. That would mean needing an education. Now did Barry believe that they would make jobs for him soon? No, it was not the first attempt at passing a bill like that, and probably wont be the last one. However since Brook NEEDED to pass and graduate, he figured he might as well try too.
Brook’s rumbling belly returned as she retrieved from her bag a snack bar. Brook let out a sound of delight as she ripped open the package to the granola bar. “Want some,” Brook asked looking down at Barry. He shook his head.
Even at his size a speck of a crumb for him to munch on wouldn’t have been missed, but he wasn’t feeling hungry at all. “Nah, not that hungry. I’m sure you need it more than me,” Barry told her knowing that crumb of a difference wouldn’t have matter to her.
Brook didn’t waste time pushing the treat toward her mouth. Barry went back to trying to study.
The sound of crunching, crumbling, and breaking noises, made Barry wince as he could clearly hear Brook chomping into the bar. The noise continued as she chewed and chewed only to swallow with a dry gulp. Barry heard Brook go in for seconds. If the noise wasn’t enough to distract him, the pelting of grains falling down did. It seemed like the bar was crumbling more than normal as Barry looked up in the sky. He could see the crumbs bouncing off Brook’s clothed breast, falling down like rain all around him. The pinging of the solid little grains hitting the desk and almost himself made Barry call out.
“I didn’t think the weather was calling for rain!” Barry said side stepping another crumb.
“Oh! Sowy,” Brook said with a mouthful, as she held a hand out to capture any falling crumbs.
Barry watched the enormous hand hover right below the drop zone, and the down pour of granola stopped. Thankful at the reprieve of the annoying brownish hail falling moments ago, Barry tried to get back to studying. It wasn’t till Brook was done eating that he looked up at the shadow of her hand still hovering high above him.
With no warning, Brook leaned forward and pulled her open palm toward her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and slowly dragged the pink, and now brown food stained organ, right over the palm of her hand. It slowly dragged across her open crumb filled palm, collecting any droplets of food before she pulled her tongue back from her hand. Barry could clearly see speckles of grain and oats littering her tongue, stuck by the sticky layer of spit covering it. The grains coming from her hand, others were from the breakfast bar she just destroyed, still stuck to it. Not sure if she was doing it on purpose or mindlessly, but Brook pulled her tongue back in slowly into her open mouth. At this angle Barry could see strands of sticky brown and white saliva connecting from all different angles in her mouth. Each slobbery sticky strand colored different shades from her food. Dripping and sticking to her teeth and other parts of her mouth. The enormous mouth slowly clamped down sealing the food away from the outside world. Brook swallowed whatever was in her mouth and let out a sigh, “That hit the spot,” Brook commented not looking at Barry as she went back to studying.
Barry on the other hand looked straight ahead, toward Brook, at the now less noisy stomach just beyond Brook’s shirt. The organ now containing the contents of Brook’s “little” snack. Something that was many times his size, eaten in a matter of seconds. If Barry didn’t know any better, he would of been terrified right now at the spectacle he just witnessed. However it was clear that Brook wouldn’t harm him. Heck they been together for a while, it would probably be the longest con game ever played by someone if that’s what her goal truly was.
Grinning at the childish thought that quickly popped up in his head at the thought of Brook just dating him to eat him later. He couldn’t help but shake his head at his own thoughts: at least he got to tap “that” a few times, totally worth it. The thought of sex brought Barry into a zone of recalling the fun night they spent after studying in Brook’s bed. He touched some spot that he was sure that Brook could never reach inside-
“Turn the page,” Brook asked out loud startling Barry from his sexual thoughts.
“Huh,” Barry replied looking up at Brook staring down at him.
“You been staring at the page for a while, should I turn it,” Brook asked.
“Oh, yeah…. Sorry.” Barry responded trying not to give away his true thoughts from earlier.
Brook simple flipped the page to another one filled with notes from class. Barry broke his sex filled thoughts away from the other night. It wasn’t the first time they had sex, and wouldn’t be the last. Right now he needed to study and stop thinking with the head between his legs and with the one on his shoulders.
As Barry and Brook studied before the exam, more students came in. Each as large as the last. Towering giants and giantess heading to a seat. Some talking to each other, others just going about their day. The numerous students all coming and soon filling the room as they sat down at their seats. Just moments before the bell was about to ring, Ms. Mcneill, came into the class.
“Alright, everyone! Take a seat. It’s time for the exam. No more talking, put your notes away. Henry don’t make me say it twice,” Ms. Mcneill said pointing to Henry’s chair for him to take his seat.
Barry watched Brook shut her notes and toss them into her book bag. She quickly pulled out a pencil for herself and set it down. The size of the writing utensil dwarfing Barry’s small size. Ms. Mcneill walked around placing a small packet of paper face down and in front of each student. She was handing out the exams to everyone. When she got to Brook she looked at both Barry and than back to Brook, before tapping her ear.
“Ms. Sutherland… the ear piece, can’t have you two whispering answer to each other, now can I?” Ms. Mcneill asked still pointing to the communicator in Brook’s ear.
“Oh, ops,” Brook chuckled as she pulled it out and set it down on the desk.
Ms. Mcneill set down the thick stack of paper for Brook and than carefully pulled what looked to be a small scarp of paper, “And for you Mr. Berch… it took a lot of effort making one for you. I hope you studied well and didn’t waste your time goofing off all week,” She told Barry with some humor in her voice. Barry took the shrinky sized test from Ms. Mcneill’s finger tips. He didn’t plan on letting her efforts go to waste, Barry was going to ace this exam.
With all the test handed out, Ms. Mcneill told everyone to flip their test and start. Everyone doing so, Barry pulled out his pen and started to look through the packet as Brook started to scribble in answers. Looking at the first question, it was an easy one, Barry filled in his answer and went to the next. Than the next. It wasn’t too hard, most of it was covered and Barry remember a lot of it. However Brook flipped the first page and went onto the next page caught his attention.
Whoa, that was quick… Barry hope she wasn’t rushing it. They had plenty of time. Barry focused his attention back on his paper as he started to continue his exam. After about thirty minutes or so, Barry finished about the same time Brook was done. Ms. Mcneill would collect the test at the end of class, so they would just have to wait the few minutes or so. Once the exam was over, Brook picked up her ear piece and put it back in. “That wasn’t so bad,” She said smiling at Barry.
Barry just shrugged, “Ehh, 13 and 24 were hard. The rest was pretty easy.”
This was the biggest thing for the day, every other class was just simply learning a new topic or something basic and simple. There weren't any more test for the day. Brook headed off to the next class, Biology. As Brook carried Barry through the slightly crowded hallway, she made sure to keep Barry close to her. Just encase there was a situation, just like the one last year. Someone tripped and a poor shrinky ended up on the ground right under someone’s shoe… accidents could still happen. Sadly it seemed to happen more often than one would think.
Brook however seemed more attentive now that the hallway was more active than this morning. “Maybe we should have left early,” Brook spoke as she clutched Barry a little closer as someone briskly walked by. “We don’t have to always wait till the end of class to leave,” Brook told Barry. Letting him know that they had a free pass to leave 5 minutes early to avoid a “situation” like last year.
Barry held onto Brook’s finger like usual when they walked through a tight hallway, “Well, I didn’t want to rush you. I didn’t know if you wanted to double check your answers.”
Brook glanced down and gave him a droll look, “Really? Like I would doubt myself to go back over my answer like that.”
Barry grunted and shouted over the noise knowing she could hear him fine, “I WAS TRYING TO BE NICE!”
Passing down some stairs they headed toward the Biology classes. Opening the door to their class, Brook headed in and found her usual spot. Brook set Barry down on her desk like before, as she pulled her backpack off.
Soon a cheerful male voice filled the room, “HEY BROOK, WHAT’S UP GIRL?!”
“Oh! Josh,” Brook gasped startled by the sudden voice.
Barry watched as Josh Samsong walked into the room like he owned it. Josh was in the same grade as they were, and he played sports… like, a lot of them. The very typical jock, having his body sculpted by the gods to make any girl in the school jealous. Any girl BUT Brook. Barry knew Josh had a thing for Brook. It was pretty clear, maybe not to Brook, but Barry knew better. Besides, it was kind of funny watching Brook shoot him down like a WW2 aircraft getting hit by a flak gun.
Barry watched Josh give Brook a hug… one that went on maybe a little too long.
That was when Josh’s eyes spotted him on Brook’s desk. “Oh,” He said smirking, “I see BB is here too.” Barry held back a bitter remark at the abbreviation he used all too often. Barry knew that it wasn’t his names initials. In fact he hated that they lined up so well. No, the BB stood for “bug boy” as he liked to refer to Barry as just that. A person the size of a bug to him. “I almost missed him cause of his size,” He smirked.
“Funny,” Barry commented, “couldn’t say the same about you. Could spot you a mile away with your big ego.”
Brook stifled a laugh at hearing Barry make fun of Josh.
Josh frowned and looked over at Brook than back at Barry and than to Brook again, “He said something about me, didn’t he?”
Brook just waved it off, “Oh it was nothing. He was just joking around.”
Barry didn’t know if Josh could see his smirking face right now, but it didn’t stop him from giving him his own little “eat shit” grin. Josh on the other hand did give him a squint that he quickly shifted over to a smile, “Oh what a jokester. I don’t know how you put up with him Brook, considering his size, he’s got to be quite a handful.”
Barry just chuckled, “More than what you got down there in your pants-”
Brook gasped, “BARRY!”
Both Josh and Barry looked at Brook shocked face, “What?!” They both asked at once.
“It’s nothing,” Brook responded to Josh before shooting Barry with a warning look, “He’s just a little tired from the exam.”
“What did he say,” Josh asked looking between the two.
“Oh, just not something I should say… anyway, how was your week?”
Josh smiled what Barry thought was suppose to be a charming grin, “Did you watch the game?”
“oh…” Brook groaned shaking her head, “Sorry, had to study for history. What happened?”
Barry listened to Josh retell his tale of winning the game for the school’s team. Acting like he was the star player, which he most likely was. If Barry didn’t know better, it almost sounded like Josh was showing off, but to be honest… Josh was actually that good at sports. There was a reason he was known as The King on the field, no mater what sport or activity, he looked like a pro out there doing it. When Josh was done showboating, Barry rolled his eyes at him.
“Pfft,” Barry remarked. “I’m sure I could have done that. It’s no biggie.”
Brook turned her head to Barry with a not so sold look on her face, “Oh really…. Last I checked, before you shrank, you couldn’t run a mile in less than 15 minutes.”
Barry gasped at Brook, “I-I, well that was a long time ago!”
Josh spoke up, “BB trying to be a big shot,” He asked laughing. “Sorry little guy, I could give you a day’s head start and still beat you in a race. No hard feeling right LITTLE dude?”
Barry squinted at the jock mocking him. “Little… why don’t you come say that to my face!” Barry shouted at him.
Brook however didn’t relay that message back to Josh. She just gave Barry a, “Are you seriously doing this right now?” look.
Barry pointed at Josh, who didn’t notice the look she was giving Barry. Josh simple gave Brook a charming grin, “Hey Brook, we should totally like, grab something to eat some time… you know, just like chill out together. What do you say, you free this weekend?”
Brook groaned, “Josh it might have been cute the first few times you tried to hit on me…. But really?”
Josh looked defensive as he backed up, “What? You can’t blame me for asking, can you?”
“At this point,” Brook commented in a less than amused look. “I feel like, yeah, I can.”
Josh sucked his breath in, “ouch…. “ Still he gave another smirk, “But still, the offer stand-”
“DON’T,” Brook spoke up, as she stopped him in his little charming act. “If you so much as finish that sentence I’ll toss this Biology book at you, and everyone knows how much crap is in these pages… you wont be playing for our school for the rest of the year, if you catch my drift.” Brook laid out her warning with a firm resolve.
Barry grinned at Brook’s response. Sadly so did Josh, “See… that’s what I like about you, not afraid to be assertive and speak your mind. I get it, was just messing around that’s all.” Looking down at Barry he gave him a weak smile, “No hard feeling, right? We cool, LITTLE guy?”
Barry grumbled but didn’t comment much as he wasn’t sure if this was all just a big joke for Josh or he really was trying to move in on Brook. Still, Barry just rolled his eyes and said, “Yeah… we’re good.”
No sooner did Barry accept the little apology that Josh gave him, their Biology teacher walked into the classroom. He quickly had everyone get ready for class before starting off their lesson for the day. Everyone was pulling out their notebooks or some paper to write the notes down on. Brook pulled out her notebook for the class and set it down. With both her notebook and the textbook (to follow along with), there was not a lot of space on the desk for Barry. Brook was taking up most if not all of the desk, leaving Barry kind of cramped to move around on.
Barry ended up staying out of Brooks way as she started to take notes and listen to class. Normally Barry would follow along, but he couldn’t help but spot Josh taking glances at Brook whenever he got a chance. Something that rubbed Barry the wrong way. The jock should be paying attention to the lecture, not eyeballing Brook like that…
Barry wondered what he should do, let Brook know? Nah, that didn’t sound like it would end well. It was bad enough she wanted them to make up. Besides, Barry was a man, he had to defend his girl himself and not run to her, that’s what men did right? Trying to think the best way around this, a thought came to him. He’ll get so much shit for this if Brook caught wind of his true intentions. Heading over to Brook’s free hand draping on the side of the desk. Barry started to hug it. This caused Brook to glance down with a startled look. Confused at his affection in class right now.
Brook whispered in response, “Barry? What are you doing?”
Barry gave her the most innocent look he could muster as he gave her index finger a nice squeeze and hug, “What? I thought you concentrate better when I hold your hand like this.”
“Well… I mean… I do…” Brook muttered. “Just wasn’t expecting it, that’s all.”
“Sorry, want me to stop,” Barry asked hoping she said no. To his delight she just rolled her eyes at him and went back to writing notes. Barry smirked and proceed to climb on her hand. He laid down on the top of her hand, using it as like a lounge chair to bath in the fluorescent light. Barry causally leaned back into Brook’s hand and looked over at Josh.
Josh spotted him, and the look on his face was worth it. Barry gave him a shitty grin, something to let him show off his relationship with HIS girlfriend. Josh scoffed and mouth, “Well played bug boy,” at Barry’s actions but it seemed to work. Josh kept his attention on the class more now that Barry was using Brook’s hand link a reclining chair.
Before Barry knew it, the class was over and the bell rang.
“Ahem…” Brook cleared her throat looking less than amused at Barry laying comfortable on the top of her hand like he owned it. “Enjoying yourself?”
“What,” Barry said innocently, “It’s so relaxing.”
Brook picked Barry up before flipping her hand and putting him on the other side of her palm, “Aren’t you suppose to be paying attention to the class rather than using me as some kind of jungle gym?”
Barry laughed, “I was!”
“yeah,” Brook mocked as she put her books away and started to get up from her seat, “What did we learn today?”
Barry was caught off guard by the question. He had enough time to see the teacher erasing the word DNA STRUC. Taking a guess at what the last word was that the teacher was erasing, Barry acted calmly, “Dna … structures…”
Brook gave him an unammused look, “DNA Strucutres? Like?”
“Like,” Barry was starting to run out of steam as he had no idea, “the one that goes like this,” Barry said drawling a twirling motion with his hand.
“… either you’re very lucky or you did pay attention,” Brook laughed.
Barry let out a light sigh, “See? Told you.”
“yeah yeah,” Brook went on as she carried Barry to their next class.
Brook let out a relieved sigh as the bell rang, ending their English class. “Finally… I’m starving!” Brook whined. “That breakfast bar didn’t help me as much as I thought it would.”
Barry was right next to Brook’s stomach and it confirmed her complaint by letting out it’s own wailing for food. The gurgling and rumbling of her stomach moving and pitching around desperately wanted something to eat, caused Barry to jump. It was like a thunderstorm behind him. “Uh, yeah I can tell…” Barry chuckled as Brook left the classroom in the herd of people. Some of the students split off for more classes, while Brook and a few others headed to the cafeteria for lunch. Their high school was so large that they had to divide the use of the cafeteria over the course of school between all the students. Sadly that meant some students didn’t have lunch till near the end of the school day… which was exactly that time.
Brook lasted for as long as she could on that small little snack bar she consumed hours and hours ago, but now she needed real food. Barry watched the familiar path they took toward the cafeteria into the large room with what looked to be thousands of miles of tables scatter through the large room. The kitchen with numerous different foods laid out for students to purchase, if they wanted to buy lunch. The large mob of students started to splinter off, some of the students brought their own lunch and were able to grab a table to eat with their friends first. The rest who were going to eat, headed into the long forming line that lead them toward the food. Barry tried to keep Brook occupied and off the thought of food, but the smells in the cafeteria hit her nose making her mouth drool and her belly beg for something to ingest. In fact her gut was the only thing Barry could hear over the increasing noise that filled the cafeteria. Students chatting, sneakers on squeaky floors, eating utensils clinking and clattering as they move around. It was a storm of chaotic noise.
“SO WHAT’S FOR LUNCH TODAY,” Barry shouted hoping that Brook could hear him in her ear piece.
“Don’t know,” Brook shrugged gazing well past the towering line that blocked Barry’s view from the kitchen area. “What do you feel like eating?”
Barry chuckled at the question, “You’re asking the guy who only needs a pinch of food to eat, you could literately get anything and it wouldn’t matter to me!”
Brook didn’t response as she looked around at things only she could spot. Finally it was Brook’s turn to enter the kitchen area. She grabbed a big red tray and dropped Barry on the plastic material. The plastic was room cold, unlike Brook’s warm palms. An absent feeling that Barry wasn’t a big fan of losing.
Barry felt Brook set him and her tray down on the long metal surface of the serving area. She slowly slide the tray that Barry was on along the food line. Barry looked out and saw Brook pass by a field of lettuce in a giant tub with tongs sticking out. She didn’t bother grabbing a plate from the serving area and moved along to another part of the food line. Each serving area offered a different food. The staple school pizza that was always left out to harden under the heating lamps and dry out to anything but a pizza. French fries and burgers, you could smell them several stations before arriving to them. Brook grabbed neither of those. She did reach out and grab a fruit cup. She set it down near Barry before sliding along to the next part. The school’s special for the day, creamy potato soup with chunks of potato and little bits of bacon. Barry knew before Brook moved for it, from the delighted squeal that came from her tummy at the sight and smell. Soon Brook added a big bowl to her holding tray and scooped up a big ladle full of hot steamy soup and dumped it into the bowl. A few droplets splashed near Barry making him jump out of the splatter zone as Brook went for another helping. When Brook was done pouring as much soup as she wanted, she had an almost overflowing bowl of soup. She grabbed a spoon and headed near the end of the exit line, where they needed to pay. Just near the exit, there was a brownie on a plate.
Brook let out a yummy sound, “mmmm, that looks good…” Reaching for the brownie, she put the massive chocolate treat next to her fruit cup before finally heading to the cafeteria's cash register to pay for her meal. Barry constantly kept his eyes on the soup bowl that he swore looked like it was about to splash him or spill over the sides. He really did not want to smell like freaking creamy potato soup today.
Brook stood in the middle of the bustling cafeteria looking for an open seat. Barry spotted one off to the side, “Brook, over there!” He shouted directing her to the nearly empty table. She started to head over to the unoccupied seat. Carefully she set her platter down on the table before taking her seat. “Oh man… I can’t wait to eat! Oh, right, you want some?” Brook offered.
“I can wait,” Barry started to say as he watched Brook pick up her spoon and scoop up a spoonful of white thick stew, he could make out the large chunks of potato and other ingredients in the soup. They were practically half his size or so. The spoon came up to Brook’s mouth and she blew on it, to cool it down a little before dipping the spoon toward Barry.
“Uh, thanks,” Barry said not having the heart to tell her he wasn’t that hungry for potato soup. Heck, it was probably the least appealing thing in the lunch line, and that was saying something. Still he moved forward and used his hands to scoop up some of the warm soup and slurp it up.
“Get some of the tator too,” Brook told him.
Barry rolled his eyes as she was sounding like his freaking mom right now. Don’t forget to eat your veggies…
Breaking off a chunk of the soft but kind of firm potato, Barry brought it to his mouth and started to munch on it, “Mmmm, it’s good,” Barry forced himself to say as he swallowed the mouthful of food.
“Good,” Brook smiled as she brought the large spoonful of food to her mouth. In an instant it vanished behind her mouth and she pulled out the utensil. Nothing remained on it as she let out a mummer at the taste. Just as fast as the food vanished form the spoon, it soon was swallowed down Brook’s throat. “Ahhh, oooo that hits the spot! I love potato soup,” Brook announced.
“Yeah… hey can I have some fruit,” Barry asked hoping that he didn’t get another helping of potatoes and cream.
“Yeah sure,” Brook responded putting her spoon down and reached for her fork… “uh… did I not grab a fork?”
“Huh,” Barry replied as he looked over the red plastic tray he was on, and sure enough she was missing the sharp spear like utensil.
“I did… I’ll be right back in a few seconds, let me just grab one,” Brook told Barry.
Barry watched Brook get up and was about to leave him alone on the food tray by himself. It was now, of all the times that he truly started to feel the full weight of his size. “uh…. Brook,” Barry warned as he felt panic and dread hit him. Brook paused and turned around.
“Oh! Sorry,” She came back to Barry’s relief, only to have Brook pick him up and set him on the side of the soup bowl. “There, now you dig in without me. Better not eat it all,” Brook laughed as she headed off to grab a fork from the kitchen across the cafeteria.
“NO BROOK THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT!” Barry tried to shout over the cafeteria noise, but either she ran out of hearing or the noise was just too much for her to pick up his voice. Barry felt his heart pumping as he looked around. Every noise seemed to be amplified as it hit him how alone he was in this vast cafeteria. Barry whipped his head left and right at every sound he heard, dreading at what he might see. No one was looking at him, the shrinky on the edge of a soup bowl. All by himself. No one could ask for a better moment than right now...
Barry’s eyes darted around, looking for any possible threat as he sat there on the ledge of the bowl. The smell of the creamy potato and bacon soup filling his nose. The warm, slightly hotter than room temperature soup, burning his back as he snapped his head back and forth looking for any incoming danger. He felt like a poor defenselessly baby antelope out in the open, with a pack of lions roaming around him. Maybe if he didn’t move at all, they wouldn’t notice him….
An hour or two later, or maybe that was just Barry nerves freaking out, he spotted his goddess of a girlfriend returning from the kitchen and out of the crowd of shuffling students. She waved toward him holding a fork, like it was a flag for victory. Barry finally let out the deep sigh he had held in his chest. He didn’t know he was holding his breath the whole time. Brook approached the table, “there, now we can eat some fruit.”
Once Brook took her seat Barry let out another pent up sigh. Brook looked at Barry with concern, “I wasn’t gone that long, jeez.”
Barry just muttered, “Long enough…” Barry was glad she didn’t hear him say that as he turned toward the plastic cup of fruit. He watched as Brook dipped her newly acquired fork into the cup and stabbed a fruit and pulled it out. Barry let out a sound of disgust at the sight of the orange peach colored wedge. “Oh god… you got peaches?!”
“What?” Brook asked confused.
“Sorry,” Barry apologized before shaking his head, “I really hate peaches…”
“oh?… I didn’t know that,” Brook giggled as she pulled the peach to her mouth and chomped into it. “I’ll try and remember next time. You eat your fill of soup yet?”
As much as Barry wanted to say yes to get away from the undesirable food… he had to eat something. “Uh, not yet, was just going to let it cool off a little more,” Barry kind of lied. He looked out at the enormous pool of white soupy liquid. Oh, he really didn’t want to eat soup for lunch, but better than being hungry and WAY better than eating peaches…. Barry shuddered at the thought of such nasty fruit.
As Barry shook off the thought of fuzzy peaches, he heard a female voice call out, “BROOK? Oh my god I didn’t see you there.”
“Catherine? HEY!” Brook said standing up and greeting what looked to be a friend of hers.
Barry watched the too girls greet and Brook offer the seat across from her. Brook took her seat and Catherine plopped her tray down too and sat down. Unlike Brook, Catherine didn’t sit as gently, she took a seat like a normal person, slamming their backside down on the seat not worried about what kind of movement it caused to the table in front of her. Or to anyone on top of the table… that was on the side of a soup bowl.
Barry was too shocked to say anything as he wobbled from the sudden lurching. He quickly went over the side of the soup bowl, into the white mixture of goo. Barry was instantly submerged under the surface of the almost milky liquid. One second he was wondering who Catherine was, and the next he was wondering why his vision was covered in white out. Barry sputter and popped out of the surface of the creamy material he wasn’t so fond of. Barry was trying to stay afloat in the fluid as he tread the thick soupy material he was swimming in.
Barry was a little to panicked to think as he looked around for the ledge he was just sitting on.
Brook voice sounded over the crowded cafeteria, “HOW HAVE YOU BEEN!” Brook asked sounding delighted in seeing the mysterious woman.
“OH MY GOD WE HAVE SO MUCH TO TALK ABOUT,” The new girl squeal as she started to eat her food and chat with Brook.
Barry wasted no time, “BROOK DOWN HERE! I FELL IN THE SOUP!” Barry shouted, feeling his dread diminish. This was just some stupid accident… they were going to laugh about this in a second.
Any second now…
any second now???
Brook continued to talk and chat with Catherine, like she hadn’t seen her since like middle school or something. Barry really didn’t give a fuck what they were talking about, why wasn’t Brook looking down?!
“BROOK LOOK DOWN! DOWN IN YOUR FOOD!!” Barry shouted with all the strength in his lungs.
Still nothing.
Despite the very warm soup heating Barry’s skin up to it’s slightly uncomfortable temperature… he felt a cold shiver run over his body. “oh god… the soup…oh fuck!” Barry did have a communicator, but it wasn’t the most expensive one. This model wasn’t water or liquid proof…
“I broke my fucking communicator,” Barry told himself in panic. “Oh shit oh shit oh shit,” Barry muttered as he realized, Brook wouldn’t be able to hear him… not at this distance, and sure as hell not with the two girls chatting with the enormous cafeteria screaming in the background.
Calm down Barry, just got to swim out… yeah! Barry looked to the ledge of the bowl, it wasn't that far away, he only fell like two or three feet away from-
The sound of metal clinking with the material of the soup bowl was made out of, brought Barry’s attention to it the action. Brook pushed her spoon all the way into the soup on the opposite side of the bowl.
Brook was talking as she stabbed her soup with the metal spoon, “Did you hear that Peggy got into that private school? It was called…uhhh,” Brook spook trying to recall the school. Out of an old habit or not even conscious of her actions, she started to move her spoon in a wide circular motion. Slowly turning and stirring her soup.
“BROOOOOK!” Barry screamed as he saw the massive metal wall of the spoon coming toward him, pushing and shoving liquid and chunks of potatoes out of the way. His scream didn’t help, as it was too late. The motion of the spoon twirling the soup and dragging it’s contents around, picked Barry up and pulled him with it. It was worse than being stuck in one of those whirlpool ride at a water park. Barry was yanked under the white surface again as the creamy substance flooded over him as he was dragged with the thick viscous material. By the time Barry stop being pulled around, his lungs burn and he had to get air. Popping his head out in a gasp he took in some air and heard the two girls laughing. If he didn’t know better, they were laughing at him and his situation.
Barry coughed out and sputter the milky cream broth out of his mouth as he tried to tread soup and get it out of his eyes. By the time he was able to see, it was too late. Brook was chatting away and dipping her spoon in for a bite. Barry watched the larger than himself spoon slice into the thick potato soup and bring out a mouthful. Brook didn’t even glance at the spoon or the bowl… she just shoved it in her mouth, swallowed and went in for another as the two large girls continued to talk.
Barry didn’t waste a scream for help, he looked around for the closest edge to head for… he was in the dead center of the bowl. There was no close ledge to head for. Worse, he saw the soup line dip slightly due to the spoon extracting the liquid. He was on a fixed timeline before it would dip too too low for him to climb out. Than he would really be stuck in here till he got help, if he got any that was.
“FUCK!” Barry shouted as he did his best to swim forward and toward the ledge in front of him.
Barry was never a pro at swimming, but anyone would have told him that swimming in soup was totally not the same thing. It was like all the effort he put into swimming forward a foot, only got him half or even a third of the distance. As most people would have told him, the material you swim through makes a big difference. Barry fought and struggled, as Brook let out a giggle before dipping her spoon into the soup, not bothering to look, since she knew where the food was.
The spoon was just off to Barry’s side and he felt the indentation the spoon made and the depression it caused, as it pulled out a good chunk of thick white creamy broth. Barry felt himself being pulled toward the lost volume of liquid as it naturally leveled out on it’s own. It pulled Barry back a few paces, enough to make him panic at the effect.
Making his way back forward, Barry heard a loud defining slurping coming from high above. He couldn’t stop himself form looking up and seeing Brook’s lips part slightly and the spoon touching her lips. He couldn’t see it, but could imagine the material being slurped up like a vacuum cleaner would with anything in it’s path. The slurping and sucking lasted only a few seconds, but it terrified Barry. However the spoon dipping back down was even more horrifying. It was coming right for Barry!
Barry called out desperately again, “BROOK-”
Barry watched the wall of metal push and slam down into him from above. The bottom of the spoon pressed into him with amazing force, as he was submerged into the depths of the soup. All because Brook simply dipped her spoon into her food. The wall of spoon was way too much for Barry to handle, as he was dunked under and unprepared. Soup filling his mouth making him gag on the thick material of cheesy potato tasting stock he was being drowned in.
Finally the titanic pressure pushing on him lifted as he slowly drifted to the top of the thick material. Barry gasped for air as his body felt weak and exhausted. All the swimming and struggling… not to mention the insanely warm heat. It was like his limbs gave up and just wanted to sleep. The heat was sapping most of his strength, just as much as it was for Barry to try and stay a float in the swampy stew.
Barry tiredly looked up and watched as his Goddess, or tormentor, was coming back in for more food. Barry felt his heavy limbed body struggled to get out of the way…
It didn’t help, Brook’s spoon found it’s target. It went in and scooped up a spoonful of food, and Barry. The large metal object scraping and pulling him and a good chunk of the soup out of it’s home inside the bowl. Barry felt the spoon ascending and pulling him downward into the large puddle of liquid still inside the Barry size divot between Brook’s fingers.
Time moved slower for Barry as everything grew quieter and slower. He could see it all happening right before him. Brook’s words growing softer and softer as he watched her mouth open and close spewing out syllabus of words. He could see her tongue, bigger than his entire body, flicking as she pronounced whatever words she was saying. Her large white teeth separating and clamping down as her jaw moved. Layers of white cream mixed saliva dripping from random parts inside Brook’s enormous mouth as she talked and spoke. Her voice carrying not just words but smells. Fresh potatoes and bacon along with that milky cheesy broth stench spewing out of her mouth with each breath. Barry would have gagged but he was too tired to do so. Hell, he thought he even smell parts of peaches from that early bite. He hated that smell.
Barry didn’t even try to struggle anymore, it was too late. His girlfriend had him, and now she was going to consume him like a freaking chunk of potato. As he approached Brook, she let out a rumbling laugh that shook Barry as he grew closer and closer to her mouth. Her lips parting and he could see deep into her mouth, his soon to be resting place. Her throat vibrating from the open mouth laughter she was doing. Brook’s throat opening and closing large enough to swallow him whole and not even notice him. The hot gust of air spewing out and rushing over his body, cooling his already warmed skin from the soup. Brook’s tongue moving slightly up and down from her chuckling, almost as if to wave goodbye to him. Little pools of chewed up food and liquid settling in divots in her mouth. The back of her molars having some mashed and crushed up spuds stuck in them for now. Was he going to be swallowed or chewed? Would she notice at all...
Barry had to look on the bright side of things, right? This was the last moments of his life. At least it was Brook right? His loving girlfriend. His goddess of love and kindness. The one he wished to grow old with and enjoy life, as hopeless as that sounded. If Barry had to end up as food for anyone, at least it was her, right? Hopefully he gave her enough energy to finish the school day, as pathetic as that sounded. Barry felt tears trying to form as he was coming up to the point of no return, Brook’s lips forming an entrance to his doom. Once he and the rest of the spoon passed those lips, he was a goner. Barry sniffed back a tear as he wish he could tell Brook how much he loved her… if only he could communicate with her one last time-
Barry’s eyes widen as his hands frantically ripped at his neck. He had just enough energy to yank and snap of his collar. Aiming with all the little pathetic strength he had left, he chucked the small band at Brooks’s face.
Brook’s deep voice vibrated Barry as he watched his only hope sail through the air and collide with the upper part of her lip, “AND THAN-”
Barry felt the spoon suddenly yank back in shock, “The hell was…”
Barry watched as Brook examined her spoon for a moment. Her eyes trying to find out what had touched her lip, her free hand rubbing at the spot that the speck of plastic and fabric touched, barley leaving a splatter mark on her. Barry watched Brook’s enormous confused eyes lock on him and the spoon. He witnessed the moment she noticed, as her eyes dialed inward with shock.
“BARRY?!?! W-W-W-W-HAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
Barry slumped into the spoon, his once death chair was now his life raft as he finally relaxed into the metal bottom of the utensil he was riding in.
“I thought, I’d go for a swim,” Barry muttered knowing full well that Brook couldn’t hear him.
Barry barley heard Catherine speak from across the table, “Is that a shrinky?”
“This is Barry,” Brook said defensively as she continued to peer down at Barry who was panting to settle his panicked heart down. “My freaking insane boyfriend! What were you thinking?! I could have…” The panic in her voice and mixture of anger told Barry how much she was freaking out.
Barry slowly lifted his arm and gave a slow wave toward Catherine from across the table. He didn’t care if she saw him or not.
“Why aren’t you talking,” Brook asked concerned as she moved in and squinted, “Where… wait, did you throw you communicator at me?” Brook asked shocked and confused.
“Bingo…” Barry chuckled as he pointed a finger gun at Brook and gave her a playful shot. Barry still didn’t care if she saw or understood what he was doing. He still needed to catch his breath. Never had he been more prepared for death, and yet find hope at the last second? That would make anyone need a few minutes.
Catherine sounded just as confused as everyone in this situation was. “So… uh, what did I step into? Is this some kind of weird thing you guys do?”
Brook stood up, as she plucked Barry out of her spoon and gently put him down in her palm, “I’m sorry, I got to go. I think he needs help, I’m going to the nurses office. Uh, it was nice talking… maybe next time? You know, when someone ISN’T trying to go swimming in my soup!” Brook angrily glared at Barry.
Barry just licked his lips and tasted the broth he was covered in. For some reason, he didn’t mind the taste of potato soup now.
“Im so so so sorry,” Brook nearly wept as she waited for the nurse to come back from contacting Barry’s parents.
“Oh my god,” Barry groaned hating that Brook couldn’t hear him. It was nice hearing it for the hundredth time or so… but this was like the thousandth time Brook apologized. Barry turned around on the little examining table the nurse used for smaller people. “I!” Barry shouted pointing to himself, as Brook moved in closer. “AM!” Barry held up his hand and gave the okay sign, “OKAY! YEAH?!”
Brook frowned at Barry.
Barry rolled his eyes, of course she doesn’t get it.
“Your okay?! How? I almost ate you,” Brook responded.
Barry paused… okay so maybe she did get it. Sighing at not wanting Brook to be in a depressed state after this accident, he waved her closer. Brook scooted closer and looked at Barry, her enormous face blocking out any other view that Barry would have had. He pointed to his ear so she knew he wanted to talk. Brook picked up Barry and brought him to her ear.
Barry shouted, “IT WAS AN ACCIDENT! I’M FINE! STOP FREAKING OUT!”
Brook pulled back and frowned at Barry and his word. “But I can’t, I-”
Barry pointed at his ear again cutting her off. It was the first time after Brook nearly ate him that she looked like her normal self, annoyed at Barry cutting her off. She brought him back to her ear.
“I LOVE YOU!” Barry shouted as he pushed forward and kissed Brook’s ear the best he could without falling out of her hand. Becky held him there for a few moments before she pulled back looking at him with those carrying eyes. Again Barry pointed to his ear and Brook, didn’t look so annoyed as she brought him back to have him talk to her. “DO YOU REALLY WANT TO MAKE IT UP TO ME?”
Barry saw Brook nod. Barry grinned as he told Brook what he wanted, shouting it into her ear. Brook pulled back and gasped at Barry and his horny thoughts. The look on Brook’s face was priceless and was almost worth just saying it. Barry just shrugged, he knew she couldn’t hear him but said it anyway, “What? I’m a guy.”
“…” Brook looked around as if she were expecting people to come out of no where listening their conversation. After a long pause, Brook finally sighed. “Fine… but if you tell anyone about it-” Brook warned as she slowly shook her head and brought her large index finger up to Barry in a warning, “I’ll make sure not to check twice before I eat my food anymore… you got it,” She warned.
Barry grinned like a little kid who was about to meet Santa Clause. He viciously nodded at her approval to his request. He couldn’t wait!
Brook let out a deep sigh and leaned back still holding Barry in her hand. Barry felt more energized and excited at the news of Brook approving of him of his request.
Heading up to her thumb, he gave it a tight squeeze and hugged it as they waited in the nurses office. “I love you, you know,” Barry spoke to her thumb giving it a tight loving embrace.
Barry wasn’t sure if she could hear his soft words or just guessed what he said but the sound of Brook replying warmed his heart, “I love you too….”