Ross was with his fiance at the pub, just as it started to get busy. He looked at his lovely wife looking around less than happy as they both waited for Ross’s best friend and drinking buddy to show up. “Babe you don’t have to wait around-”

She cut a harsh glance at Ross and he cowered a little back from the harsh look as she sighed, “And what, leave you here all by yourself?”

“Well,” Ross started to say as she gave him a very stern look. There was nothing he could say that would convince his wife that leaving his recently shrunken self here all alone was a good idea. “You're right,” Ross cuckold as he watched his giant wife roll her eyes at his silly reaction. Ross simply just stood there and shuffled around on the pub table as some music played.

Ross couldn’t help but feel bad for his wife, this was totally not her scene. The loud music and people shuffling and drinking and having a very active night weren’t on her top ten things to do. She liked to read books or talk about deep meaningful things and have long discussions about stuff, not chugging drinks and seeing who can throw darts better drunk or play pool. This wasn’t her crowd, but it was Ross’s favorite pastime. The thrill of the night and fun activities, the outgoing events always lead to an interesting night, especially with his friend Devin. The two of them would party and hang out till the late hours of the night, just before the pubs would shut down.

Sadly, now that Ross had shrunken thanks to that blasted disease, his whole life had changed. It was horrifying to realize that his life was gonna change, but Ross’s wife took it harder. She always worried about everything and now that Ross had Shrinkism… well she was worse than a frantic mother hen looking after her chicks. Ross couldn’t even go to the bathroom without her looking over his whole body just in case he fell into the toilet. As much of a worry wart as she was, it took Ross so much convincing and pleading just to beg her to go out one last night before she basically boxed Ross up to a life inside her little pocket.

After a lot of talking between all three of them, they decided they would meet up at this pub for one last night out partying. Ross was worried at first that his wife would stay all night, but she had work early and they both knew Devin well enough to trust him. At least the side he showed her…

“He’s late,” Ross heard his wife grumble.

Ross chuckled as he replied, “It’s Devin, when is he ever on time?” This didn’t seem to please her as Ross tried to calm down his worrying wife, “I’m sure he’s just grabbing some bills from the ATM to pay for the night. He’ll show up in like ten, maybe fifteen minutes tops, Babe, don’t fret.”

As much as Ross tried to ease his wife’s concern and agitation, it didn’t help as she looked ready to leave. Just as Ross thought she was gonna spin around and snap him up and hurry home, Devin came waltzing in like he was the king of the tavern. He shot the bartender a smirk and a few finger bangs before greeting Jimmy by the dart boards and then slowly made his way toward Ross’s table. He seemed to know everyone here, which he probably did, as Devin was very popular with everyone.

“See,” Ross said to his wife smiling, “I told you he’s just a little late.”

She didn’t look pleased at Ross’s words, but he could see her nerves relax now that Devin was here. It took a few moments but finally, Devin showed up at their table. Grinning he greeted them both, “ROSS! BUDDY… you look a little smaller than the last time I saw you.”

Ross rolled his eyes, “HA HA,” he spat out. “Look at you, you piece of shit. We've been waiting forever for you,” Ross laughed as he looked at his wife to repeat.

“He says hi.” Ross felt his heart slump at the weak hello she gave to Devin on his behalf.

“Sure he did,” Devin chuckled, giving Ross a shit-eating grin. “Anywho, how's it going? Have you guys started with anything yet? Let me get you something,” Devin started to wave the bartender down when Ross heard his wife clear her throat.

“None for me thanks, I have other things to do, sorry. Just…” She let out a soft sigh, “Watch out for him, okay? You know how I feel about this.”

Devin slowly nodded, “Of course. You have my word that nothing bad will happen to Ross. I swear on my life, honest.”

Ross looked at his wife as she was hesitant before she slowly nodded and finally smiled, “I know. I just needed to hear that.” Before Ross could say anything to her, she slowly took out her earpiece to his communicator and gave it to Devin, “Here you can borrow this for the night. It’s a loan, so I want it back with my husband when you all get back, okay?”

“Of course,” Devin said taking it.

Again Ross watched his wife turn toward him and say, “Okay… babe, I hope you enjoy this. I’ll see you later tonight, okay?”

Ross knew she wouldn’t hear him so he did a quick kiss, a sign language that they had been working on for “I LOVE YOU” and waved goodbye. It was the first time tonight that Ross saw his wife truly smile as she gave Ross a kiss goodbye before heading home from the pub.

The moment Ross’s wife was gone, Devin suddenly slapped the table shaking Ross to the core and knocking him out of his mind of thought. Devin let out a harsh laugh, “Well look at you small fry. How the heck are we supposed to enjoy the night if there aren’t any drinks!” Ross smirked as Devin was waving down someone down to get them something to drink. “So look at you, Jesus,” Devin shook his head, “Just when I thought you couldn’t get any more pathetic you go and get tiny. Now you got the misses looking after you like a little baby. I bet you're loving all that attention she gives you now.”

Ross shook his head laughing, “It’s not like that. She just worries too much that’s all.”

Devin laughed with Ross, “Still to think you would catch Shrinkism this late. You almost made it too, you poor sucker.”

“Hey it’s not all that bad,” Ross smiled as he watched their drinks approaching. Devin had a pint of whatever beer was on tap, and to Ross’s joy, there was a mighty shot glass full of his favorite beer. The glass was more than enough for him the rest of the night. The shot glass was easily his size if not bigger, so for him to chug this would be nearly impossible, but Ross was gonna try that was for sure. As Ross dipped his head toward the drink, he sucked down a good helping before pulling back and sighing. “I mean, shit…” Ross said wiping his face off any foam. “The things you’ll see at my size.”

Devin scoffed as he slurped a good portion of his drink, “Yeah? What, some bugs fucking or something?”

Ross shuddered at the image before he decided to correct Devin. They were both men of culture that enjoyed a good view. So to prove his point, and to make Devin jealous as shit, Ross found a fork and quickly started to shove it off the table they were at. Devin frowned as Ross pushed the utensil off the table and let it ping on the ground. Just as Devin was gonna say something, one of the waitresses walking by saw the utinse on the ground. “Oh sorry did someone drop this?” She went to bend over and pick up the fork. The massive rear end sticking up at the table height was enough to make Ross grin and glance over at Devin who was looking at the thickness presented before them. Ross was able to examine the massive moon-sized butt hovering on the horizon of the table. It was truly a sight to behold. Devin was watching along with Ross, however, when the waitress stood up and turned around she saw Devin looking and not Ross.  She gave Devin a disgusted look, “Fucking pig,” She huffed as she walked off as she tossed the fork at Devin.

Devin threw his hands out like he was innocent only to have Ross laugh at him, “See? I’m invisible to them! And trust me, the sight was…” Ross let out a pleased sound, “Divine….”

“Fucking bastard,” Devin shook his head at Ross.

“The only upside to being so small, is it’s like a booty show all the time,” Ross laughed. “When my wife cleans or bends over to pick things up… oh Jesus, it’s almost worth being tiny.”

Again, Devin laughed and shook his head, “Lucky bastard. If I take a look, I’ll get a slap in the face but you can peek all you want and no one notices…”

Ross laughed feeling cheerful for the first time in a few days, “Perks my dude. Being tiny isn’t all that bad.”

“Cheers to being a little pervert,” Devin laughed clinking his cup to Ross’s. They both took a deep drink as they enjoyed each other’s company. The night was early as they drank and talked and caught up. Sure they hadn’t seen each other in a few weeks, but that didn’t stop them from spending hours just talking and bickering about simple bullshit. Ross was having a great time, so much so, that he nearly forgot how small he was. Devin never mentioned his size, but he did poke at him about other stuff like he was just a normal person.

It was good hanging out with Devin, it made Ross feel so normal, unlike how others were treating him. Being a shrinky was a pain, but with Devin, it almost felt like he was back to being normal size. He didn’t hold back any punches as he mocked his size every once in a while, in a teasing way. Ross threw his own shade of mockery at Devin who took it like a champ. They were the best of buds as they drank and hung out for several hours. It wasn’t long before Ross started to feel the drinks kicking in. The blurry room getting a little shaky as he had to have finished a third of his shot glass at least.

Now feeling the drunkenness starting to take its toll on Ross’s small body, he couldn’t help but start to ask Devin for something. Devin wasn’t just Ross’s best buddy, drinking buddy, but he was also his dealer. Seeing as this was probably the last night he would ever be able to touch the stuff, Ross figured it couldn’t hurt to ask. “So, dude,” Ross said trying not to sound too fucked up right now, “I was wondering. You know, since like this might be the last time we hang out…”

Devin downed the last of his drink, “Yeah?”

“I was wondering,” Ross said trying to play it cool, “Do you like, have… you know… some stuff on you?”

Devin gulped his drink and gave Ross a look, “Stuff? Bro, what are you talking about?”

Ross rolled his eyes at Devin being himself. Always paranoid about everything. That or he was just being an ass and wanted him to make a fool of himself. So Ross went on, “STUFF… you know that white shit that makes you feel fucking hyped and ready to run a marathon? You want me to say the name of it or do you recall what I'm talking about?”

Devin sighed and shook his head, “Yeah, I know what your asking… but like what the fuck dude? Do you really think you should be doing that shit at your size?”

Ross crossed his arms over his chest, “I’m tiny not a fucking cancer patient. Besides, I figured since this is the last time we might hang out, this would probably be the last time I’d be able to get a bump. Like the old days, can’t you just hook me up?”

The question lingered around for a while as Devin looked at his now empty cup considering Ross’s proposals. He shook the foam around before sighing. Devin looked at Ross and finally answered, “Fine. But I have some rules. First of all, you need to take that neck thing off.”

“My communicator,” Ross asked confused.

“Fuck yeah, no way I'm gonna chance you spilling the beans with that shit on. You could be broadcasting that shit to some cop or whoever nearby. And I’m not getting fucking busted because you can’t keep your mouth shut.”

Ross wasn’t so sure about that, but again this was Devin, and he was making the rules. If Ross had to take his communicator off to get some blow, then he didn’t mind. The itch in his brain telling him it was worth it had Ross already reaching for his neck, “If that’s all, sure.” Ross couldn’t wait to get fucked up like the old days. This would probably be the last time he would get so messed up. With his wife watching over him, there wouldn’t be another time for Ross to fucking get blitzed out of his mind, so now was the only time he could do it. Not wasting any more time, Ross disconnected his communicator from his neck and tossed it to the side before shouting to Devin, “THERE SO, WE GOOD?!”

Devin looked at Ross for a moment before rolling his eyes, “Are we good… I don’t think I’ve ever denied you some blow before. I guess I can’t start now,” Devin replied as he slowly reached out for Ross. Watching the large hand approach, Ross felt a sense of dread but soon got over it as he could already taste and smell the cocaine his body was begging for. Ross grinned as he jumped onto that outstretched hand. Taking the fleshy lift upward, Ross was brought closer to Devin’s pocket. It didn’t take long before Devin tucked Ross into his jacket and leveled him with his stash. Ross couldn’t see but he knew Devin long enough to know that there was a baggy in that pocket. Reaching out, Ross groped around till he touched the edges of the plastic bag holding the goods. Not wasting time, Devin did the only reasonable thing and dove face-first into it.

The baggy that Ross felt before him, swallowed him up whole as he slide down it like a freaking slide. It wasn’t till he landed on something soft, but hard surface, that he knew where he was. The soft snowy powder-like substance under Ross’s body was the first sign. However, it wasn’t till he scooped up a handful and gave a deep whiff that he knew where he was. This was fucking heaven.

Ross felt the cocaine surging through his body and hyping him up as he felt happy and excited in just a few moments. The thrill and surge of dopamine through his body made him excited to be here. Ross didn’t waste any time to go for another snort as he downed another line in his hand. Ross was rolling in the white snow, as he enjoyed the countless pounds of cocaine he was left in. Anytime he felt a dip in his sense of joy or excitement, Ross went for another surge of bliss in the palm of his hands.

Life was great for Ross as he was in heaven. The swimming pool of beer was nice, but this was a godsend as he couldn’t help but enjoy the happiness sniffed up from the powdery material before him. Ross couldn’t see himself in the dark chamber of Devin’s jacket, but he knew for a fact that he had to be whiter than antarctic snow. The cocaine was covering his entire body as he lay in the material. This was surely the best day of his life.

As Ross enjoyed himself, it wasn’t long before he caught a voice calling out.

“DEVIN?!” Ross never heard this voice before but the female seemed to know Devin quite well.

“Hey Jessica,” Devin said. Not sounding too thrilled about her appearance but not enough to throw her out of the bar.

“Soooo,” Jessica cooed as she seemed to get closer, “You got the stuff? You had some last time, so I figured you might have some tonight…”

Ross frowned as he listened to the conversation between Devin and Jessica. It sounded kind of weird but that was something Devin would have to deal with. Ross didn’t have to worry about any of-

“Yeah yeah… you got the cash.” Devin replied.

“You know it,” Jessica spoke sounding excited.

“Here, but you better not do it all,” Devin replied.

Ross listened till he felt something jerking and pulling him out of his safe space. Ross watched as he was soon hit with light but was covered up quickly. The feeling of being transferred from Devin’s pocket could be felt yet it didn’t help that Ross was moving too fast to know where he was being passed to. Freaking out Ross looked around the best he could but couldn’t make anything out. Instead, he started to call out to his friend, “DEVIN HEY DUDE I'M STILL IN HERE!!”

It wasn’t till a few moments later that Ross recalled his communicator was gone. He was cut off from the macro world. FUCK…

Ross was soon tossed into this unknown lady's hands as she grasped Ross and carried him off from Devin. It was a journey that didn’t last long as Ross could hear the sound of the bathroom doors jamming opening as Jessica headed inside. It didn’t take long as the noise of Jessica reaching a stall and jerking it open echoed out to Ross. The sound of the bathroom stall being slammed shut hit Ross as he was soon subjected to Jessica’s whims. She didn’t waste much time sitting down before flipping the bag that Ross was in upside down and slapping the bottom to send him and some powdery puff out to be used. With gravity working against him, Ross wasn’t one to win this fight as he was tossed and tumbled out of the small bag and landed on a flat smooth surface. Ross coughed as he couldn’t help but look down at himself and see the ghostly white-like material that covered his skin and clothes. He looked like someone who dove into a flow mill and was whiter than any American he ever met. Trying to stand, Ross found himself falling down on the smooth ground, Ross could only sit up and look around. The ground he was on showed a reflective mirror. He couldn’t help but glance at himself, getting a better look at the white coating covering his body showing him just like a clump of the white powder all around him. Ross looked like the ghost of Christmas past, as he sat there looking along the long snow-drifted hills before him.

As Ross sat there looking at the gapping mountains before him, made of dusty white snow, he couldn't help but see the giant goddess hovering before him. Her face looking and glancing at Ross and the powdery dunes before him. Her gaze was nowhere near him as she focused on everything but himself. Ross quickly let out a startled shout. “HEY, I'M DOWN HERE, HEY!!!”

Those words didn’t’ so much as touch this goddess’s ears as she grinned before she pulled out a large square-shaped object. The credit card or whatever in her hand was brought down so fast that Ross couldn’t tell what it was. Before he knew it, she was slicing and stabbing all around Ross. Her hand was chopping and cutting the powder around him as she diced and sliced into the cocaine powder before her. Each motion missed Ross as she quickly did her job before pulling the card back and tucking it away.

Ross couldn’t help but squeak out, “Wait wait wait,” hoping she could hear his tiny voice. However, it seemed to be all in vain as her wide and dilated eyes focused on the line presented before her. The long four-hundred-meter dash that Ross was still stuck on as he watched as the giantess leaned down and started her journey. The single nostril that she showed was starting to suck and draw in the powder as she snorted the material upward with insane force. Ross tried to get up as the vacuum-like nose started to pull all the powder before her upwards with intense force. Like a black hole or the endless space, Jessica was sucking up the many flakes of cocaine up into her sniffer. Ross tried, but couldn’t get up as the surface was too smooth adding the chalky powder, it was like he was on a bed of ice. The giant mighty nose was snorting and sucking up everything in its path as Ross watched Jessica clean up the line before her. She wasn’t wasting any time as she gulped down the stuffy line of snow before her.

It was a true hell show as Ross watched Jessica sniff up the yards of the drug up to her face with such ease. It reminded Ross of the many times he did a line, however, Jessica had big lungs or something as she was dragging her snout toward Ross with alarming speed. Like a UFO, the opening was beaming up the line of white snow like they were a bunch of cows to be studied. Ross pushed himself backward but it wasn’t fast enough as the sounds of air and nose candy shot up Jessica’s nose, filling him with dread. Any hope that he might not be pulled up with all the blow, vanished as he started to realize just how large a human nostril was. It grew in size as it approached with alarming speed. At Ross’s size, he could probably slide up that sucker, and maybe not even be felt more than a chunk of cocaine.

Jessica’s eyes were closed as she was huffing the deep line, all her attention was focused on sniffing, which wasn’t helping Ross at all. Seeing the mighty mouth and nose approaching, Ross shook his head as he got up and tried to run. However, the moment his hands and knees were pushed off the ground, he slipped as the mirror below him was slicker than a greased-up roller rink. Just as Ross tumbled on his back he couldn’t help but watch in horror and defeat as the sucking surge of air and material was dragged toward that nasty nostril approaching him. He could feel his hair and clothing beginning to be tugged on as the black opening came closer. Finally, it was upon him as chunks of powder and dust flew up in the air. Like a massive tornado touching down, Ross was subjected to wind speeds in the hundreds of miles per hour, as he could hear the surge of winds whipping around. Ross let out one last cry as he felt his body being pulled and tugged upward. One moment he was lying on the ground, the next he felt his back being lifted up and was now flying. A feeling that would have been amazing, if it weren’t for the fucking situation.

Ross screamed in horror and disgust as he followed the whirlwind of white powder toward that dark deep cavern of Jessica’s nose. He cried out in alarm as he was soon sucked up by that snorter and slammed into a slime wall of snot and hairs that tickled and touched his face and body. Ross gagged and coughed as he felt himself getting lodged in the single nostril that Jessica was using for her line of cocaine. Not sure if his heart was pounding due to the frightful experience or the drug running in his veins, but Ross tried to struggle to get out. However, his movement only seemed to antagonize Jessica as she quickly gave a few deep sniffs and snorts that dragged Ross deeper into the already tight sticky tunnel. He felt the walls warp and grip around his body as he was lodged so hard and deep that he couldn’t even move his legs or arms. He was stuck like the booger he was.

“Oh shit,” Jessica muttered as she rubbered her nose, pushing and jamming the walls harder onto Ross as she scrubbed and moved her hand over her stuffy nose. “Damn… well, that’s why I have two,” Jessica commented. The words meant nothing to Ross till he felt that insane pressure bearing down on him as Jessica was pushing in on him. Suddenly he heard the roaring sound of air rushing past him. Jessica was now using her other nostril to sniff the cocaine up now that he was blocking the one before.

Ross wanted to shout and yell at Jessica but her hand pushing on him from outside, was silencing any words and air that he could breathe in the extremely tight tunnel. The inside lining dripped with gunk that was already gathering around Ross’s body. The slime was coating his skin as layers of goo were sliding over him, trying to dislodge his body that was stuck. Jessica was either too high or just didn’t care as she continued to snort the rest of her line of cocaine. It only lasted a few more moments but the sound was devastating for Ross as he was stuck there listening to the vacuum-like suction slurping up everything in its path. It was a horrible sound as he could hear every little pebble and crystal clinking and clunking up the flesh tunnel to his side. It was disturbing hearing the sounds and feeling the rough impacts as he was jammed and mashed into the wall with Jessica’s mighty finger holding him down.

After a brief but long moment, Ross heard Jessica sniff a few times before letting out a very deep sigh of relief, “Ahhh, just what I needed!” She squealed with delight as she hurried up with her cleanup. Ross could only pick up a few sounds but it was clear that Jessica was done with her line and was wrapping things up.

“Hey…” Ross shouted, “HEY! I’M FUCKING IN YOUR NOSE!” Ross shouted trying to get her attention. It all was unheard or unnoticed as Jessica was clearly couldn’t hear or bothered by sounds in her nose. Instead all that Ross got was the sound of Jessica getting up and leaving her stall.

The sound of the slamming door from Jessica smashing her bathroom stall door was heard as she hurried out of the bathroom. Ross was locked in place as he continued to hear the hyperactive woman making her way out of the bathroom and back to Devin. “HERE!” She said nearly shouting.

“YO,” Devin called out… “How much did you do,” He asked chuckling.

Ross felt a mighty tug as Jessica snorted, “Enough… so like… how much?”

Devin laughed, “You know me, babe, it’s not about the money it’s about the… hey… you, uh… got something…” Devin replied as he did something. Ross had no idea what was happening, he could only listen and imagine what was happening outside of Jessica’s nose.

“My what…” Jessica asked sounding perplexed.

“YOUR NOSE,” Devin barked. “You got a crystal or something stuff up there! What are you trying to do? Get busted??? I told you to chop it up nice and neat,” Devin muttered.

“Oh shit…” Jessica laughed as she poked and touched at Ross as she began to nudge and bother him. Still laughing Jessica probbed at Ross, “I didn’t even notice.”

“Yeah no shit,” Devin commented, “You mind?? Just get rid of it…”

“KAY,” Jessica giggled.

Ross was slowly trying to put things together when he felt a sudden pressure on his side. Ross looked over in the dark and felt the firm and stiff layer of skin jammed toward him. It was now that he realized what was gonna happen. “NO NO NO,” Ross screamed out as he felt the sudden change in pressure. Jessica gave a mighty snort as she tried to clear out her lumped-up nostril. Ross was subjected to the mighty pull as he was sniffed up like a glob of gunk. With the opening of the nose being about the same exact size of Ross, he was forced down the tunnel of goo. Gathering up the boogers and snot before him, he was pulled and yanked down the narrow passage toward Jessica’s throat. Ross was like a rocket as he was slurped and stuffed further down the tunnel. Each sniff that Jessica forced was another few inches that Ross traveled. As narrow as the tunnel was, it always seemed just enough to welcome him in deeper. It wasn’t till Ross was starting to feel his body turning down a channel that he knew that this wasn’t good.

Letting out a horrible cry for help, Ross felt his body jerk one more time from the powerful wind slurping from behind him. The small cracks letting the airflow by were like a vacuum or a tornado of air, as he was yanked deeper and further than he wanted. That little tunnel he was being drawl down was now a wide open space and the sound of breathing could be heard as he was tossed down it. With a mighty flop, Ross landed in a layer of snot and slime as he was stuck to a surface, like a layer of grease or mold over his body. Not wanting to dislodge himself from wherever he was, Ross stayed still as he watched a giant beam of light come in from before him.

“There, all gone,” Jessica laughed as she spoke. The air blasted past Ross and the light of her jaw opened hitting his face. It seemed that he was stuck in the back of her throat, glued there with a layer of phlegm keeping him from falling down the dark depth of Jesica’s damn gullet.

Ross held his breath as he wasn’t sure if even talking was gonna dislodge him from this sticky precarious spot. He was so worried that he didn't even try to breathe. It would only take a small action before he was tossed down toward his death. This fucking drunk and high bitch was gonna be his doom if Ross wasn’t careful!

However as careful as Ross wanted to be, it wouldn't help. Just as Ross was starting to get a grasp on what he needed to do to escape he listened to Jessica speak, “Hey I got something in my throat, you don’t mind…” Ross watched as she didn’t even give Devin a chance to speak as she grabbed his cup and brought it to her lips. Ross gasped as he realized what was happening as Jessica tossed the remains of the liquid in the cup straight to the back of her mouth. The fluid of alcohol rushed Ross and slammed into him like a tidal wave as it flowed down Jessica’s throat. The force was just strong enough to knock him loose as Ross was smashed with a mighty wave of Devin’s drink. In one fell swoop Ross was tossed down Jessica’s throat along with the mighty load of beer. The smell stung Ross’s nose, but the moment he hit the stomach of Jessica, he found a new smell that stong even worse.

The horrendous smell of hard liquor and whatever was the last thing that Jessica ate crept into Ross’s nose assaulting him with the stench so sour that it made him gag. The situation was getting worse as Ross could hear the sounds of stomach noises rumbling around him. He was stuck in a chamber of death as he tried to think of a way out of this situation. The hell he was swimming in was breaking him down, both mentally and physically.

“HEY,” Devin called out from a muddle-sounding area nearby. “That was my drink!”

Jessica just smugly laughed, her gut tumbling and shaking from the noise, “And now it’s mine. What are you gonna do about it?”  Ross sloshed around in Jessica’s gut as she spoke with Devin. 

Ross could hardly make out the sound of his buddy talking, “Well, sounds like you’re gonna have to repay me…”

“Mmhmm, I think I know how…” Jessica said in a soft tone that was hard to pick up, but the sudden jiggling and swaying of the liquid let Ross know that Jessica was moving. The waves of acidic sludge splashing him in the face with its strong-smelling stench let him know how dangerous this was for him.

It didn’t help that Ross could hear some sounds outside as his best friend was enjoying this, “Yeah?” Ross listened to Devin let out a laugh or chuckle as the sound of doors or bathroom stalls opening. It didn’t help that he was soon thrown around in the sloshy gut of this slutty whore as she was already doing her thing.

Ross knew his words weren’t getting out as he listened to Devin starting to get his dick wet. The sound of the two Giants going at it echoed about Ross’s chamber, vibrating them with both sound and the motion of Jessica moving. In fact, with Jessica being fucked he could feel the flow of fluids flushing about as he was swished and swirled about. The stomach juices jerked him around. Ross was having a hard time stumbling around in the slurry of slosh. It wasn’t till he heard the startling sounds of Devin and Jessica making love noises as they fucked, that all hope died in Ross.

The startling sounds of Jessica screaming and squealing as she was being banged by Devin were nerve-racking for Ross. However, having to listen to his buddy Devin grunting and groaning, while going to town on Jessica only made Ross feel more disgusted as he was hearing the noises Devin made while fucking. Ross had to listen to Jessica and Devin go at it as if they were animals, while he stewed away in the cauldron of Jessica’s jiggling gut. Ross was gagging and coughing as he felt himself melting away from the heat as the wave pool of Jessica’s stomach swirled him around like someone mixing and shaking a mixed drink. Ross was already feeling light-headed, but the sloshing back and forth and all around didn’t help.

Listening to the two giants fucking around didn’t help as the sounds of giggling, moaning, and even slapping could be heard as Ross could feel the jostling sensation of being shooking around from all the thrust and other motions that Devin was putting into Jessica’s body. Ross was ready to pass out from the twisting and swishing he was being put through, like being locked up in a washer machine with hot water.  His head was so foggy that it almost felt like he smoked a whole joint or a deep hit of a bong. He was so light-headed that he had to be hearing things.

The noises of sloshing fluids and gulping and gagging. Ross was too busy trying to keep the nasty stomach juices out of his mouth to pay too much attention but he swore he heard Devin let out a heavy groan. Something harsh and loud, but that might have just been Jessica’s gut growling for more food. Ross was floating in the torrent of tummy fluids, itching and biting into him. He couldn’t help but hope for something to soothe the sensation on him…

As if someone was listening, something thick and creamy came crashing down on him. A copious amount of gunk landed on top of Ross and covered him in a heap of harsh liquid. The slime slid off his body quickly but still stuck to his skin. The immediate smell of fish and musk made its entrance into Ross’s nose making him quickly realize what the smell was, causing him to gag even harder as he tried to escape the manely muck matting his body. He couldn’t make it far as Jessica started to move. The sound of waves crashing and splashing again could be heard as she moved around swirling her belly’s contents.

Jessica giggled as her voice rumbled around, “Mmmm, always a pleasure doing business with you-” Ross suddenly felt the air around him expel as things got cramped and close together. Like a spaceship being punctured and decompressing, the gasses all around Ross vanished quickly as he was shoved into a tight pocket and Jessica let out what felt like a mighty burp.

Ross was just succumbing to the fluids flooding the smaller space as Devein chuckled and said, “Excuse you…” Jessica only giggled as Ross felt himself going under the small chamber of fluids, already passing out from lack of air and how tired he was getting.

“You’re done for the night,” Jessica asked as Ross felt his head sink under the flooding chamber as more air was let out from soft or silent burps.

The last thing Ross heard was Devin saying, “Yeah, got to get my buddy home to his wife before she kills me, but maybe after words… we can hook up for round two?”

Ross gurgled as he sank under the fluids and heard Jessica reply with a laugh, “Sure, I’ll take some blow for another blow job.” Jessica giggled as Ross felt a light tap on Jessica’s gut that shook him as he sank deeper into the depth, as Jessica just remarked, “I’m sure I still got room for another load…”

The sounds of Jessica and Devin flirting and laughing rang through Ross’s ears as he let the warm sizzling embrace around him lully him into a nice sleep with his best friend was already looking to score again later tonight at the expense of his now fading life…