“Come on Duke,” Willow’s father grunted trying to move the large dog toward the door. Duke on the other hand didn’t want to budge an inch.
Willow didn’t know what she felt as she watched her dad trying to get Duke to leave the house. After Nina tried to feed Willow to Duke, it was clear that they couldn’t keep Duke around any more. As happy and reassuring it was to have her parents remove the threat of Duke accidentally eating her, Willow still felt a stab of grief. She grew up with Duke, he was like family, and to watch him being almost dragged out of the house, forced a tear to Willow’s eyes. She could see the dog didn’t want to go, but her dad was stronger as he tugged on the dog leash pulling the animal dog out the door to the car. It was like Duke knew he wasn’t coming back…
Willow couldn’t watch. She turned away as the dog kept protesting but lost the fight. Soon he was put in the car and Willow’s father was getting in. He was going to take Duke to the pound where he would be put up for adoption. Hopefully whoever got him, treated as nicely as they did. As the car left, taking Willow’s oldest and best friend, she could hear her sister Nina crying.
Willow turned to watch her mom comforting her sister. Patting her on the back and giving her a motherly hug. Something Willow desperately wanted right now. However they were on the other side of the room, and Willow was alone on the coffee table.
“It’s not fair,” Nina complained clearly upset.
“It’s okay...” their mother said soothing Nina.
The two giantess stayed on the other side of the room oblivious of Willow’s want to be comforted too, or maybe it was on purpose. Willow couldn’t help but feel a sense of hate or anger in Nina’s mood as every few minutes she would cut a look at Willow. It was just a feeling, that Nina was holding Willow responsible to Duke’s fate. Willow would agree, but she couldn’t help but also blame Nina for what had happened to Duke. If her sister didn’t try to toss her to Duke the other day none of this would be happening. Duke would still be here.
“Come on, let’s get something to eat,” Their mother said getting up. Willow watched Nina and her mom walk out of the family room and toward the kitchen. Willow waited for her mom to come back for her, but she never did. In fact it almost felt like this was punishment toward her, as Nina sat down and started to eat breakfast.
It wasn’t until her father came back, did Willow finally get picked up from the coffee table and brought toward the dinner table to eat. By than, both Willow’s mother and sister were done and gone. She couldn’t help but feel ignored and cast out by their action.
“Nina can you get your sister,” Willow’s mom called out from somewhere in the house.
There was a sound of annoyance as Willow heard her sister grumbling as she walked into her room. Willow was on her desk as she watched her 9 year old sister come into her room. As Nina came into her room, there was a clear look of irritation as she walked over and stuck her hand out for Willow to jump on. After two years after shrinking, it was clear that Nina was pretty much done with Willow. Every time she had to help or carry Willow around from one place to another, she acted like it was the most mundane chore. Willow could see it in her body language and facial expression. Nina was done taking care of Willow.
As Willow climbed onto the hand, she had to steady herself as Nina was already walking away before Willow could get on. Willow felt a slight sense of fear for her life as Nina moved her arm a little early, nearly having Willow miss the hand.
“He-hey,” Willow shouted at Nina who didn’t bother looking down to make sure she was in her hands. “That wasn’t funny,” Willow protested. Willow couldn’t help but frown at her sister’s actions with anger. Willow wouldn’t be like this if Nina was the one to shrink. She wouldn’t be this mean and ignorant of her sister, she would help and listen to her.
Nina kept walking until she made her way to the dinner table where it was already set the usual way. The family on one end of the table, and Willow on the other. It was “safer” for her away from them eating, where no accidents could occur. Willow knew the real reason, it was just another way to separate her from them. She felt Nina carelessly tilting her hand and dropping her out of hand.
“There,” Nina called out as she walked away from the table where she dropped Willow. Willow watched with more anger for her sister grow as she just walked toward the couch and sat down. She pulled out a phone… a phone?! NINA GOT A PHONE?! SINCE WHEN??
“Why does Nina have a phone,” Willow asked pointing over to her little sister. She never got a phone when she was 9. All she got was a happy birthday, here’s some small clothes, enjoy. The unfairness that her parent doted on her little sister more than they ever did for her tore into Willow’s soul. As if to prove what she was thinking, her parents didn’t even hear or look at Willow when she asked them the question. Defeated at the silence she was given, Willow sat down and muttered, “What does a 9 year old need a phone for...”
“Alright dinner time,” Willow’s mom said out loud.
“Kay,” Nina responded as she slowly got up, still texting or playing a game on her phone. It was clear she was busy but did as her mom asked getting up and heading to the table for dinner. As soon as she sat down she put her new phone down on the table.
As if on time, the moment Nina sat down, their mother came over with a large pot. It was clearly spaghetti and meat sauce tonight. Everyone started to sever up their plates, leaving Willow with an empty one, unable to get the food herself. As Willow waited she saw the look of disappointment on Nina’s face.
“Meat sauce again? Why can’t we have meatballs like we used to,” Nina asked.
“Willow can’t eat a meatball,” their mother said as more of a fact than in her defense.
“So we can’t have meatballs anymore? All because she can’t eat them?” Nina cut a look to Willow.
Willow looked aghast, “It’s not my fault. I’m forcing anyone to give up meat balls.”
“Nina, you know that she needs to eat too, don’t forget to feed her.”
“Why do I have to take care of her all the time?” Nina started to complain. “First we have to give up Duke, than I have to carry her around, than we can’t have meat balls anymore, and I have to keep feeding her at dinner. How is this even fair to me,” Nina went on. “Taking care of a dog would be way easier, at least they can use the bathroom by themselves,” Nina added.
“Fair to you,” Willow shouted. “You’re not the one who has to be this small for the rest of your life!” Willow furiously shouted and pointed to Nina and her parents, but their attention wasn’t on their little daughter, just Nina as she vented her issues on them.
“What are you trying to say,” Willow’s father asked Nina.
Nina just shrugged, “I don't want to take care of her anymore.”
Willow felt a knife stab her in the gut. The way Nina made it sound like Willow was her pet, and now she was done with her. Tired of having to care for her. Nina went on, “I mean it’s not like I can play with her like with a dog or cat. It’s not fun.”
“Taking care of Willow isn’t suppose to be fun,” Their father said, “But it is something that has to be done.”
Willow sat there listening to her parents treat her like an unwanted puppy they were forced to take care of. It seemed not even her parents would object to taking care of her was anything less than a chore. Willow couldn’t help but not feel hungry any more as her parents went on talking about her as if she weren’t there at the table listening to them try and divvy up the task of taking care of Willow.
As heart breaking as it was to hear her parents treat her like this, it was a little comforting to have someone other than her sister take care of her once in a while. Now she wouldn’t feel like ever trip to the kitchen table might be her last, that an accident could occur at any point ending in her demise. Willow might even be able to talk to her parents again. Things seemed a little more joyful to Willow now.
“I still need to make dinner, so come on and hurry up,” Willow’s mom complained as she waited for Willow to use the bathroom.
“I can-can’t if you rush me,” Willow tried to tell her mom who didn’t seem all that pleased at waiting for Willow to finish up. Willow, hated to have her mother help her like this and demanding she finish faster only made it take longer. Sure Nina was just as impatient as her mom was now, but with her mother starting to get annoyed at helping Willow ever other day seemed to be worse. Maybe because this was the same mother that used to help Willow as a child. However that didn’t seem to matter to her mother anymore.
“Willow, I don’t have all day,” she told the little shrinky in her hand.
Unable to do it, Willow just gave up, “Never mind,” Willow told her mom.
This didn’t seem to help as it only made her look more annoyed than before. “Fine, than you can wait till your father or sister gets home to bother them.” Willow felt anger in her as her mother was acting like it was her fault for being shy when her enormous mother’s eyes were watching her trying to use the toilet. She would love to pay to watch her be in her place. How could her mother be like this. It was like Willow was starting to see another side of her family all together and was wondering if they were always like this and she just didn’t notice.
Willow, still needed to use the bathroom but her mom had set her down the counter top as she started to prepare dinner. Willow did her best to hold it in, and fond it incredibility difficult. She tried to tell her mom, but her back was on her. Horrified that she might soil her self on the counter, it took everything she had to keep it together. After what felt like eternity she heard the god saving door open, and in came Nina.
“Hi mom,” She called out getting her mother to turn and greet her.
“Oh honey, just in time, can you take care of Willow, she didn’t want to use the bathroom.”
The look on her face was clear, but she did as she was told. “Come on,” She grumbled not happy about taking care of Willow. Willow on the other hand was so happy, even if it was her bratty sister taking care of her. At least there was some familiarity to it. Sure enough Willow was able to do the deed as Nina was forced to help. Finally after relief, Willow was brought back to the kitchen where Nina dropped her where she had been.
Willow sighed as she sat there on the counter watching her mom and Nina interact in the kitchen. It was clear she wasn’t part of the conversation as it was “what did you learn today at school?” Willow sighed still feeling upset at how she was handled by her sister and mom. As they talked about their day, Willow stayed in her own world wondering how things had gotten like this. It was almost as if her entire family just didn’t see her as Willow anymore, and just like Nina had said a pet. Something to take care of and were burden with the choir of keeping Willow fed and safe. A thing that no one was happy or thrilled to do, not that Willow blamed them, but a little respect or thoughtfulness would be great every once in a while.
However all the hoping and wanting didn’t help, as Nina and her mom walked over to the table with a little snack of apples and orange slices. They went on talking about school and how fun it was and all that stuff. Meanwhile, Willow could only sit there and watch her mom smile and laugh with Nina as she told her about her day. A thing that Willow missed, not just the sharing their day together, but the look her mom gave Nina. The love and kindness, it was something that Willow desperately wanted and needed. It was also the one thing she would probably never get again.
The little family talking and gabbing that Nina and their mother was doing was wearing Willow down. The longer they talked the more on edge and upset Willow was getting. Her feelings were boiling over as she sat there watching her little sister monopolize her mother’s attention. Finally it just exploded as Willow wanted to get some sort of attention, even if it was the bad kind. Looking around she spotted a spoon. Getting up she headed over to the body sized metal object. Picking up the spoon she started to walk over to the ledge. Giving a good grunt, Willow chucked the large object off with as much force as she could. It took a few seconds but the resounding noise of the clinking and clanging of metal hitting the floor cut everyone’s look toward Willow. She looked back at the two shocked Giantess as she huffed and tried to regain her breath.
“I’ve had a pretty crappy day today,” Willow shouted.
It fell on deaf ears as well as she knew it would. Still she got her shouting out, and her anger as she folded her arms and sat down glaring at the two giantess. The little outburst was heard, but neither of them looked worried. If anything they looked more upset that they were interrupted. Willow’s mom got up with a look in her eyes. She was unamused by Willow’s tantrum. Getting up she headed over to Willow. She was about to say something, but her mom simply picked up the spoon and tossed it in the dishwasher without even giving Willow a look.
“So what happened at lunch,” Willow’s mom said as she went back to her other daughter. The look on her face as she looked at Willow was one that she would never forget. It looked like one of tiredness, of being done. Willow wasn’t sure if she saw it right as her mom went to sit back down and listen inattentively to her other daughter. Willow couldn’t help but cures he sister, “Why couldn’t she be the one that shrank.” Something that Willow would probably never learn why.
Willow was back on the kitchen counter, it had been a few days since the incident with the spoon and everything else. In fact she kind of forgot all about tossing a spoon off the counter to get her moms’ attention. Instead she recalled how she hated her sister and mother’s bonding time. Of course she knew that bonding would never happen for her. Instead she sat on the counter where her mom was making the typical snack for her daughters or to be more exact her one daughter.
This time however her mom had her next to her as she grabbed a plate and started to pull out ingredients for a sandwich. Willow was only slightly watching as her mom took some lunch meat like turkey and put it on some toast, next was some tomato, bacon, and lettuce. Finally a large blanket of cheese was put on top before the final piece of toast was put on. Willow watched as her mom picked up a big cutting knife and held the sandwich down. With a soft but firm press, the knife sliced through the bread and toppings as it cut through it. Willow could hear the sounds of bread crumbling off from the fissure created from the midsection of the sandwich before her mom removed the knife leaving two almost even halfs of the sandwich.
Finished with one sandwich, Willow watched her mom push the plate out of the way as she started to make the other one. She knew it was for Nina cause she hated cheese on her sandwiches and liked mustard. Willow watched her mom set the bottle of mustard next to Willow with a thud. It was kind of frightening for the massive yellow container but Willow shrugged it off. Her mom wouldn’t hit her with that…
Again it was just a normal every day sandwich that was always made. First the toast, than the turkey, bacon, lettuce, tomato, and than the mustard. Willow watch her mom tossing the ingredients on the sandwich. But when she spoke it was kind of startling because Willow wasn’t expecting it.
“It’s been hard, I for one know that,” She said as the turkey was slapped down.
“Huh…” Willow looked around, “You’re talking to me?” The sound of desperation and joy filled her voice. “It.. it kind of-”
“All this change,” Willow’s mom went on cutting her of making her realize this was a one way conversation. Well, that’s fine at least they’re talking. Willow felt something warm in her gut. She didn’t mind listening to her mom talking. “It’s been rough on us.” Willow nodded in agreement. “Especially Nina,” She said.
Willow frowned a little, for Nina? Willow wasn’t so sure, maybe out of everyone Nina seemed the most accustomed to the change. In fact Willow feared that maybe her little sister always wanted this to happen.
“I guess,” Willow muttered knowing full well that her mom didn’t hear a sound from her.
“Looking after you for so over a few years….” Willow didn’t bother trying to think of the many many times she feared for her life from her sister, heck there were times she thought she would flick her in the toilet and walk away. “I’m just starting to realize how hard it is to take care of you,” Willow’s mom said, “And I've only done it for less than a week.”
“uh… but mom you’re doing great,” Willow called up at her mom. She was busy picking up some lettuce and bacon, before setting the tomato on top.
Willow saw her mom look at her, but there wasn’t much emotions on her face. Just kind of a tired maybe even uninterested? It wasn’t a look she ever seen on her mom’s face. “I think Nina’s right, it’s just too much work.” Those words cut into Willow. Too much work? Why did she sound like this…
It hit her before she could see it, as her mother’s hand swept her up from behind. Willow let out a startled cry. Normally Willow would have enjoyed being picked up by her mom, but right now… she couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread building as her mom went on, “Nina had to do a lot the past few years, I think it’s only right she gets to do this. Kind of like a sisterly goodbye, you know,” Willow’s mom told her.
“Wh-what? Mom?! MOM!” Willow screeched as the hand with her held inside started to race toward the sandwich. “NO MOM?! WWHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Willow continued to scream as she found her face being pushed deep into the juicy circular red slice of tomato. The slightly cold juice squeezed out of the tomato as it hit Willow’s face just as her mom pushed her down. The pressure was enough to keep her from moving. The watery tomato juice spilled out into Willow’s mouth as she was unable to escape from her mother’s finger. Willow felt the finger come up off her letting her get up off the tomato. She had just enough time to wipe her face free of the liquid and seeds before looking up to let out a silent scream. She saw her mother with a simple look on her face looking down at her, hiding behind a large yellow bottle of mustard flipped upside down. It was a simple act for Willow’s mom to squirt the bottle, but the result were chaotic for Willow herself. One squeeze and a blast of cold yellow gunk squirted down and hit Willow, drenching her in the strong acidic and tangy smelling condiment. “m-mo-mom,” Willow sobbed trying to get away but slipping on the mustard pooling around her and the sandwich. Willow wiped away a good amount only to have another wave of yellow paste spew back in her face causing her to cry more from the force and annoyance. “Stop!… MOMMY STOP IT!” Willow begged as she finally found the torrent of mustard to cease.
Willow was cleaning her face when there was shadow hovering over her. Willow thought it was her mother’s hand. That she changed her mind, that everything was a cruel prank or a big misunderstanding or something! Willow blinked just in time to see an enormous wall of toasted bread. She didn’t have time to move before the crushing force of the bread hit her and pinned her back into her pool of mustard and tomato juice. The smell was starting to irritate Willow’s nose, but that was nothing compared to feeling of horror as she heard her mother press the sandwich together.
She did it… she was making her into food for Nina… it was really happening.
A fresh set of tears streamed down Willow’s face and cutting through the yellow stains on her cheek and skin. Suddenly the whole world seemed to flip. The pressure on her back grew immensely as she was being pinned down more from behind. Her mother must have flipped the sandwich, now Willow was on the bottom and not the top of the-
The horrible sound of metal slamming into the plate nearby made Willow let out a weak cry. She couldn’t completely scream due to the lack of air and how shocked she was. The metal continued to cut and slice as her mother made sure to cut the sandwich in two. Willow wasn’t sure if it was a mistake or on purpose, but Willow was untouched by the blade. However it didn't help that she was still stuck as a topping for a sandwich for her sister!
Willow let out another cry for help, “Mom pl-pl-please, I wont do anything bad EVER! PLEASE!” Willow cried out. Her words were either lost between the layers of food or her mother just didn’t care. There was some movement and Willow felt everything swaying. Her mom was carrying her somewhere. The sudden jerking stop and the clinking of the plate beneath Willow told her she was now set down on the dinner table. Most likely at Nina’s spot… just a simple sandwich for when she got back.
NO!
NO NO NO!
Willow cried as she didn’t want to be a snack. She didn’t want her sister to eat her, she couldn’t! In fact she wouldn’t, right? If Nina knew, she would save her right? No matter what they said or did to each other, they were siblings! Whether this was true or not, it was all Willow had left. It was obvious her mom didn’t care for her, and her dad… well Willow had a higher chance of the world ending before her dad would get home early.
Nina as her only savor, would need to show up in order to save Willow from this fate. Willow recalled the last time she looked at the clock Nina should be home in the next ten to thirty minutes. It was such a long time away. Willow figured she could try and at least escape while she could. Willow struggled with the weight of the turkey, lettuce, tomato, and bacon stripes piled up over top of the bread crust on her. However it was just too much to push off of her. She could just barely wiggle and squirm, probably not even wiggling a fraction of the sandwich from the force. Willow tried to crawl forward but stopped herself… her mom cut the sandwich!
She could just slip out the sliced side of the sandwich and off the plate. Finding some sort of hope, Willow tried to turn around and face where she thought the sandwich was cut at. Rolling around in the still juicy tomato and mustard puddle, Willow wiped some of the material out of her face before continuing. Willow pulled with all her might, feeling the bread beneath her starting to crumble and peel from her hands, Willow pulled forward very very slowly. The distance she moved was small, but it was some distance. Feeling invigorated, Willow did it again, ripping a small chunk of bread from below, Willow dragged forward slightly. As she yanked and pulled, there was the faintest sliver of light peering in from ahead of Willow. Just the softest gust of air hit Willow’s still tomato covered and mustard dripping face. Willow panted with glee to see the opening of the sandwich-
The slamming of a door and Nina’s calling out, “I’m home mom,” kick started Willow’s heart. Her sister was back, which meant…
“Oh that’s good honey, I made you a snack,” Their mother called out nearby.
Willow’s heart speed up more as she could feel the faint stomping and thumping of her sister heading over. Maybe she’s not hungry?
“Thanks! I’m starving,” Nina responded as the suddenly loud sound of a chair being pulled out from under the table could be heard. The thump and scooting of the chair reignited Willow’s efforts as she knew her sister was about to start eating. There was no telling which half she was going to pick. As if to answer that pondering question of which one, Willow heard some movement and the plate shifting. There was a pausing in sound when a deafening sound of crunching and muffled biting could be heard nearby as it seemed Nina was saving Willow’s piece last. This gave her time to try and escape.
Willow wasn't sure how long it would take Nina to eat. Usually her mother and Nina would talk about school, but her mother was surprisingly silent. She was letting Nina eat. Without that buffer of communication between the child and mom, she was able to chow down on the food as quickly as she wanted or could. Willow picked up on how fast and quickly Nina was eating. Willow, not wanting to be inside the sandwich when it was her turn peeked just out side from under some lettuce and tomato sticking out from the cut mark. Willow wasn’t visible unless if you were inspecting the layers, so she was still invisible for her sister to see. However she could see the plate, or the empty part of the plate where the other half of the sandwich used to be. All that was left was crumbs… suddenly a splat hit the plate as some mustard squirted out of whatever end of the sandwich that Nina chewed on. More toast crumbs littered the plate as the sound of crunching and chewing could be heard, Nina was a messy eater today.
Willow pulled a little further out as now her head was sticking out, yet still covered by the green leafy umbrella like material overhead. Without her hands to move the material out of the way, Willow wouldn’t be able to show Nina where she was. Willow was about to tug her arms out when something landed on the plate. It was a long outline of the other half of the sandwich, the crust… Nina was done with the other half of the sandwich. She never ate her crust which was weird that her mom kept it on anyway. However now that Willow looked out at the enormous line of untouched bread corners, she knew she was next. Willow in a panic and hurried gesture tried to climb out. She grabbed and yanked and pulled as best she could, unaware of how close Nina was to picking up the rest of the sandwich.
Sure enough, Willow was halfway out and able to see past the layers of food above her when she saw Nina sipping and gulping down her drink before returning back to her food. “NINA!” Willow shouted as she pulled and tugged at her lower body. The body sized fingers came down and grabbed the remaining sandwich. Willow just fell out of the sandwich as Nina picked it up and bite directly where she had been struggling to escape. Willow looked up at her sister who was busy eating to notice her. A thought crossed her mind, would Nina have seen her? Would she have stopped? Was this a good plan?
Now realizing that this was just a horrible idea and she was now free, Willow decided she would have better luck hiding till her father got home or just to run away in general. It was clear that her mother was trying to get rid of her. As Nina was eating, Willow looked around. There was a stack of fries on the others side of the plate with a gallon of ketchup oozing nearby. Deciding to head away from that direction, Willow jumped off the plate and started to run to the other side of the table. Willow was only a few long strides away when a chilling voice cheerfully called out, “Nina, your food is running away.”
Willow slowed her running to turn back and look at the loving look her mother gave to Nina as she pointed in her direction. Nina glanced over just as confused as Willow was feeling due to her mother’s actions.
“Willow?” Nina asked looking back at their mother. The nod from Willow’s mother was all that she needed to know that she was dead to her. “I can eat her?”
Willow heard her mother laugh, a sound that was never so frightening till right that moment, “Well of course, why else do you think I put her in your sandwich?”
Not waiting to see how Nina would react she ran. Willow bolted as fast as she could only to feel something land on her back pinning her to the table cloth. “LET ME GO!” Willow cried out as she was already being dragged by her feet up in the air. She saw Nina, the little girl that used to play with Willow and laughing and having fun as children, give her a devilish grin.
“Mom said I can eat you. You heard her right? Little Willa is now my little snack,” Nina commented.
Willow let out a sound of horror as it seemed that this was a dream come true for her sister. Willow didn’t know what she ever did to her little sibling to warrant such a desire to swallow her. She never hit her, never cursed or raised her voice when they were children. She was the loving sister that any little girl would want, and now after trying to fed her to Duke a few years ago, she was now about to be eaten by Nina.
Nina dropped Willow down. Falling through the short drop of distance, Willow landed on something firm but soft. She bounced ever so slightly feeling her butt imprint into the ground beneath her. Willow rolled out off of what she found to be a large potato wedge. Willow slowly got up from the ground and looked around to see that she was surrounded by pieces of fried potato about her size maybe a little smaller. Willow couldn’t stay fixated on the fries and needed to get away. She started to get up to run only to have Nina hit her in the back with something. It was like a bean bag was thrown at her, knocking her off her feet, but not breaking anything. Willow was stunned as she looked up at Nina laughing. There dangling from her fingers was the french fry she used to hit her in the back with. Slowly Nina brought it up to her mouth and chew it in half before tossing it in her mouth and swallowing the mashed up potato.
Willow was still trying to recover from the knock down, but Nina wasn’t letting it happen. Her fingers started to come down toward Willow’s feet. Willow kicked and stumbled backwards. Just as Nina was going to pinch her ankle, Willow panicked and grabbed a french fry and tossed it toward Nina. Her fingers seemed to be pleased and yanked the french fry away and tossed it in her mouth just like the previous one.
Trying to use the distraction of eating a fry to get away, Willow turned around and got up to run. The moment she jumped up to run forward, Willow found her leg hit something wet that slowed her down just enough to fall forward. Willow stuck her hands out and found her front body splash into a giant glob of ketchup that was left there a while ago. Willow struggled to get up from the puddle of red ooze as it stuck to her like wet paint. Her body was covered in the red sauce as she stood up and backed away. Her steps backwards lead her right into Nina’s fingers that grabbed her by thefoot from beneath her.
“NO NO NINA NO!” Willow screamed as she pulled out her legs from beneath her. Willow fell down and onto the plate as Nina started to drag her across the ground. Willow begged and cried trying to grab something to stop her movement but the plate was too smooth for any surface to grab, and the french fries were breaking off any time she snatched at one. Soon Willow had nothing to grab for as she saw the red smear left behind, almost like a blood trail.
Willow watched as she was brought up to Nina’s face and waited for those lips to part. Still crying and trying to get away from the opening mouth. Willow wasn’t ready when a gust of hot loud noisily air blew out of the opening and hit Willow with it’s foul stench. The eaten sandwich, potatoes, and whatever else she drank hit Willow with a disgusting breeze.
“Nina,” Their mother called out from across the table.
“Oh, hehe, excuse me,” Nina apologized to their mother, rather than to Willow who was still recovering from the burp and being hung upside down. Nina started to stick out her tongue and run it over Willow’s shaking body, “Mmmm.” Nina laughed again as she saw the fright in Willow’s face. Willow didn’t understand how she could be like this. Nina went back to licking only to have her mother stop her.
“Nina, stop playing with your food,” She said. Willow felt the last part of her heart break. She was just called food, by her own mother once again! That was the final nail in the coffin for their relationship of mother and daughter. “I need to clean up and start dinner soon.”
The look of disappointment on Nina’s face was there for a moment before she finally just nodded, “Okay mom.” Willow was suddenly dropped downward. She was heading back toward the plate. Willow stuck her arms up as she came face first into the puddle of ketchup as Nina started to dip the top half of Willow into the red sauce. Willow spat out the mouthful of the sweet creamy like substance as she was dunked over and over again until Willow thought she was going to pass out from the constant dipping.
Willow was still getting her head to stop spinning when she saw the open mouth again. However instead of a gust of stomach gas coming out, Willow felt the air start to slightly get sucked in. Nina was opening her mouth and getting ready to eat Willow’s form. Willow found her strength again to try and struggle, but it only manged in getting her hanging hand to slap and hit the slimy tongue sticking out of Nina’s face.
“NO! GET AWAY,” Willow screeched as it was the only thing she could do as the tongue curled out and past Willow’s body. It pulled up slightly behind Willow causing like a slide of some sort for her to enter the mouth. Once Nina let got, Willow’s head and shoulder hit the curve and she was already sliding further into the mouth on the slippery red carpet into Nina’s mouth. Willow’s face collected a good amount of saliva as she entered the humid maw and found she was more frighten than she thought. The word “ESCAPE” ran through her mind, but she couldn’t move her muscles. She was in her sister’s mouth. The thing that ate stuff…
The closing of Nina’s lips brought Willow back from her delirium. Willow started to struggle and turn around for the opening, but Nina’s tongue was too much as it moved. It pushed and shoved Willow out of the way and into one of her teeth. Willow panicked more and struggled as hard as she could to get away from the looming tooth. The struggling was meet by Nina’s mouth opening and her tongue worming around pushing her back toward another set of teeth. Willow fought and crawled out of the way as she made her way for the opening of the mouth.
“Ahh, ooh, she’s a fighter,” Nina said vibrating the mouth with her words and shaking Willow to her core. She wasn’t ready for the large tongue this time as it picked her up and started to throw her to the top of the mouth. Willow tried to hold onto the tongue for the love of her life as it threatened to push her into Nina’s palate. The squishy flesh molded around Willow pinning any struggling she could do, but her feet were able to kick off the hard roof of Nina’s mouth. With some movement, Willow was able to start to slide over the tongue and out on the other side, toward the open mouth instead of the back of the throat. Invigorated with the success she gained, Willow tried to head for the opening-
A large finger approached Willow. She didn’t even have time to put her hand up when the digit pushed into her forehead.
“NOOO, STOP,” Willow sputtered and screamed as the finger jammed into her head and pushed her backwards. Any progress she made, was erased as she was pushed backwards and toward her demise. Willow kicked her feet trying to connect with something to push off of. Her feet slipped and slid off any slick surface that it touched. Willow fought harder as her right foot felt it collided and slip downward. It was caught in the throat. Her right foot was soon followed by her left foot as they were both dipping downward in the throat. Before she could even retract one of them, a tight strong muscular force pined both feet from the knees down. Willow’s eyes went wide as there was a slight tug on her. She was literately caught in Nina’s throat. One gulp and she was gone…
It wasn’t a gulp that Nina needed, but a push. Her finger came back and pushed into Willow’s forehead once again as she gave her a nice little push, a shove, or bump backwards. Willow felt her decent increase in speed as her scream for help increased as she fell deeper. The tight ring around her legs ran up to her chest and soon to her shoulders. The last thing that shook Willow to the core was the deafening sound of her sister say.
“BYE BYE!”
The throat Willow was stuck in shook as the air blasted past her and caused her grip to loosen. Willow felt her body slip down and into darkness as her sister swallowed her like any other tiny bite of food.
Nina patted her gut not sure if that tingling sensation was her excitement from eating Willow or her struggling to get out. It didn’t matter to Nina. Instead she looked to her mom.
“I wont get in trouble with Dad will I?” Nina asked bring up a question she probably should have asked before swallowing Willow. However she was too busy enjoying herself with the tiny person than to care about the consequences that might follow.
“Your father? No, I’ll talk to him,” Nina’s mom said picking up the plates after watching her swallow. Nina felt a sense of relief that she wouldn’t have to deal with her father. Although Nina was sure he would be on her side and not worry, but there was always that little chance that he would be angry with what happened. But with her mom’s promised protection, Nina had nothing to worry about. In fact her mother’s approval was probably the one thing that she was waiting for since… well for a while now. This was like a dream come true. Nina leaned back in her chair and sighed with another soft pat and a rub to her gut. Nina was holding back a building burp when a thought came to her.
“Oh… so… now that we don’t have Willow around,” Nina said sounding a little hopeful as she pressed the question to her mom, “Does that mean we can get a dog?!”