Summary: An affluent lady throws a party with equally affluent women, its a special party with shrunken people. She procures them from the Pawn Broker. The party consists of a dinner party with tasty treats, as well as party games consisting of a maze with shrinking people who are trying to escape. Also includes women taking their tinies to private rooms to play with them....
Categories: Giantess,
Adventure,
BBW,
Body Exploration,
Butt,
Couples,
Entrapment,
Gentle,
Growing/Shrinking Out of Clothes,
Humiliation,
Insertion,
Instant Size Change,
Legwear,
Lesbians,
Mouth Play,
Odor,
Slave,
Slow Size Change,
Unaware,
Violent,
Vore Characters: None
Growth: None
Shrink: Doll (12 in. to 6 in.), Lilliputian (6 in. to 3 in.), Micro (1 in. to 1/2 in.), Minikin (3 in. to 1 in.), Nano (1/2 in. to 2.5 nanometers)
Size Roles: F/f, F/m, FF/f, FF/m
Warnings: Following story may contain inappropriate material for certain audiences
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 13
Completed: No
Word count: 10339
Read: 41600
Published: December 20 2023
Updated: June 21 2025
1. Chapter 1 by Richard C H Davies
2. Chapter 1 - Part 2 by Richard C H Davies
3. Chapter 1 - Part 3 by Richard C H Davies
4. Chapter 2 - Part 1 by Richard C H Davies
5. Chapter 2 - Part 2 by Richard C H Davies
6. Chapter 2 - Part 3 by Richard C H Davies
7. Chapter 2 - Part 4 by Richard C H Davies
8. Chapter 2 - Part 4 (dangling dinner) by Richard C H Davies
9. Chapter 2 - Part 5 - Consuming him without realising by Richard C H Davies
10. Chapter 3 - Part 1 - Tasty ketchup treat by Richard C H Davies
11. Chapter 3 - Part 2 - Gobbling up the tasty tiny by Richard C H Davies
12. Chapter 3 - Part 3 - Fighting her instinct to swallow by Richard C H Davies
13. Chapter 4 - Part 1 - Swimming in a glass of wine... by Richard C H Davies
Chapter 1 by Richard C H Davies
A Story
from the Giantess Anthology Pawn Broker Series
The Macabre Dinner Party – Part 1
By
Richard C.H. Davies
Warning
this story contains: Shrunken Man, giantess, unwilling, willing, aware,
shrunken women, implied vore, handheld
Another order pinged as the
waitress smacked the bell on the servery counter with her
palm.
Tom glanced over at the order on
the spike to read it, and then something caught his eye. Some quite burly
looking men had arrived and were scanning the diner. They looked like they
didn't belong in this greasy restaurant.
Tom froze, wide eyed.
He spun to the side; away from
the opening in the kitchen.
Shit, they've found me. He
thought.
"Hey Poco, can you help me
out, some guys are looking for me. I need to get out of here, can you cause a
distraction or something?"
"I'm still on probation and
community service," Poco protested, shrugging his shoulders and glancing
through the opening.
"Who is it?" He
muttered, his interest had been piqued.
"Some bounty hunters,"
Tom replied, breathing faster than normal and looking around, alert and with a
slightly manic expression.
"Bounty hunters?"
"Keep your voice down,"
Tom whispered. Poco looked at him in astonishment.
"What have you
done?"
"I owe some money… alot of
money…"
"To who man?"
"The Pawn Broker…"
Poco started laughing.
"What? This is
serious," Tom protested.
Poco nodded and wiped his
face.
"Oh I know its serious but
dude you are so screwed. Once that bitch has put the crosshairs on you, you are
as good as hers," Poco slapped Tom on the shoulder sympathetically.
"I'm sorry man, but its going to be a matter of time. You need to
completely skip Town,"
"I can't afford it…"
"Shit, they're asking to
look in the back, they've got guns," Poco saw them asking the duty manager
at the front. "Go man, go out the back, I'll delay them,"
Poco pushed him to go.
Tom swept his cooking apron off
and threw it in the bin and then danced out of the back kitchen door.
He fled through the corridor and
then burst through the exit, and straight into the solid chest of a
person.
It felt like he had run straight
into a brick wall. He fell flat on his back, stunned and looked upwards.
Several strong pairs of hands
clamped over him and dragged him to his feet.
"You're coming with us…
street rat," one of them wearing large black boots said and spat at
him.
*
The bell to the shop door
chimed.
Tom tried to peer across the
glass to see who it was but he couldn't tell.
He heard the pawn broker's voice
raise a few octaves from normal with excitement.
"My dear Nicole De Richi,
welcome to my humble shop,"
"Des'ire, very good to see
you. I have come for my usual if I may," Nicole De Richi was incredibly
well spoken.
It sounded like she had come from
uptown. Tom hadn't had much contact with their type before.
The curtain to the store room was
swept aside by Des and she showed Nicole inside with pride. She electronically
locked the front door to the shop with her hand clicker.
Tom could now see Nicole, she was
incredibly beautiful, she looked like a 1950s celebrity, she had deep red
lipstick, thick eyeliner and was adorned with jewellery.
In his parts that would have been
tasteless but she was just oozing wealth and class.
She stepped through, minding
where she walked and her eyes instantly cast towards the storage racks where
all of the shrunken people were, including Tom.
"I see you've got some new
stock in, lovely…" Nicole gingerly stepped forwards, tapping a box on the
floor aside with her toe as she approached.
"I'm sorry I haven't had a
chance to clear up recently," Des apologised profusely; and with a red
flush of embarrassment she moved several boxes aside. Then she watched with
interest where Nicole's attentions were focused.
Nicole browsed the racking
shelves, with a cold nonchalance, as if she were looking at jam jars in a
supermarket.
Her head was looking at rows
several down from Tom she was looking closely. She even pulled out a looking
glass and admired the subjects up close.
"Hmm…" she emitted with
interest as she paused at one area. Tom looked down his glass, pressing his
face up against the jar, but couldn't see where she was looking.
"These ones are tiny,"
Nicole commented with interest.
"Oh yes, this is a private
organisation that owed me quite a bit of money. Their investment collateral
was... themselves,"
"They invested themselves to
grow their business?" Nicole raised an eyebrow as she looked back at Des.
"How quaint." She chuckled and looked back at them. She raised her
looking glass and peered at the jar.
Then gave a curt nod.
"Let's put them in my
basket," she instructed.
Des gave an abrupt affirmative
nod and quickly scooped up the jar and carried it over to a holding area for
her transactions.
Tom could see the contents now.
It was micro sized people in that one. There could have been thirty or forty of
them he couldn't tell.
"What plans do you have this
time?" Des enquired with interest.
"Oh… some private pleasure
but I've also got a dinner party and I was thinking of arranging some... after
dinner entertainment," Nicole replied evenly, twisting her hand in the air
matter of factly.
Des nodded with excitement. She
seemed to be happy to even be in Nicole's presence. Nicole must be someone, a
big someone, to pique the pawn broker's interest.
Des set the jar down and returned
to follow Nicole's every movement.
Nicole looked along the shelf,
she paused a few times and then raised to the next one.
"If I had known you were
coming I would have picked out my finest," Des started apologetically.
"I would have called in a few of my debts with a higher bounty on
them,"
"Oh I would hate to bother
you like that," Nicole muttered politely.
"Would it help if I picked
out the ones I think you would like?" Des asked.
"Oh would you?" Nicole
looked up at her with relief. "That would be terribly helpful," she
turned towards the counter and started to pull her white gloves off from her
slender hands.
"Please take a seat,"
Des suggested as she started to examine her jar collection.
"Thank you kindly," Tom
saw Nicole glance at the chair with distaste and decide otherwise, she decided
to stand.
Instead she examined various
other articles in the store room.
"Is this a retro shrinking
gun?" Nicole picked up a pistol looking object pinched and dangling
between her thumb and index finger, as if any more bodily contact could harm
her.
Des glanced over her
shoulder.
"Yes, they called it a
PIZZEN," she carried on with her examination. "It's old school now,
thirty years old I'd say. it still works though. Only shrinks people to about 3
to 6 inches and you can't recover them or revert back afterwards because it
scrambles their molecular structure and DNA," Nicole raised her eyebrows
with interest.
"I'll take it," she
concluded, without even asking the price.
Des nodded with raised
eyebrows.
"It wasn't for sale… but
sure you can…" Des trailed off and started to pick out jars and put them
on the counter.
"Would you like your usual
amount, about 10? Or this dinner party. How many people are attending?"
"Oh… about seven people
excluding me," Nicole replied. "I was thinking perhaps 10 for me and
then an extra 5 for each of us for the dinner party."
"Oh… wonderful…" Des'
eyes lit up with excitement. She knew she was going to make a lot of money out
of this exchange today.
Tom's heart started thumping in
his chest. He realised that this was no casual exchange, Nicole had the ability
to buy out Des' entire stock. That included him!
"Excluding the thirty five
micros in this jar I presume," Des pointed at the jar on the
counter.
"Naturally," Nicole
laughed haughtily.
Des accelerated her selection and
put a whole score of jars out on the counter and she kept going, searching for
more on the shelves below Tom. He couldn't see much below but he could see the
missing spaces where jars had been, they were emptying fast.
"I'm not sure I'm going to
have quite enough. I've got enough for you or your party just not both
together… at least not in the quality that I would want to give you…" Des
trailed off apologetically. "But I can put some bounties out and get you
some good ones by the weekend,"
"That will do nicely, my
social is on Saturday. I can always forsake a few of my own anyhow, one must
keep up appearances, it is a curse I have to bear in my social circles I'm
afraid," Nicole sighed, as if overburdened.
"Yes of course," Des
looked up from her busy work, perspiring slightly from the pressure. She
clearly didn't want to get this wrong and upset Nicole.
"Oh, 5 of them could be
complete reprobates for all I care," Nicole continued, "One of my
friends… if I can call her that," she waved her hand limply at her wrist,
"ex downtown, you know the type," Des flushed. Yes she knew
the type. Tom suspected Des was a downtowner just like he was. Nicole
continued, ignorant or uncaring of her implied insult, "She couldn't care
less about what she has, she goes through them like nobody's
business," Nicole chuckled wickedly.
Des chuckled uncomfortably and
then glanced up at Tom's shelf.
The timing couldn't have been
worse for him, did she think he was a reprobate or had she just run out of
options below?
Jars were being lifted away and
soon her giant fingers curled around his glass container.
He watched in fear as her huge
fingerprints pressed against the glass and his jar was lifted into the air. He
felt weightless for a moment. He staggered and tried to steady himself as he was
carried over and placed on the counter.
He stumbled as the jar landed, but
regained his balance and looked around anxiously and saw that there were a
myriad of people in jars surrounding his.
Nicole needed 50 shrunken people,
it was an incredible number. As he looked around he saw men and women of
varying ages, skin colours and creeds. None of them were old though. They all
either looked terrified or tired and resigned to their fate.
As he looked back at the rack, he
could see that Des was picking the more attractive and youthful of her stock
first. She was selecting her finest for Nicole.
Tom watched Nicole's movements.
She was a woman of class and wealth. She was discerning and intelligent. Perhaps
he could find a way to get into her good graces.
She paid them no attention
whatsoever to what Des was doing. She was rudely casting and rootling her
stiletto shoe toe through Des' storage boxes with curiosity.
“What’s this?” She crouched down
and picked up a classic car. It was heavy, it wasn’t a toy.
“Oh… that’s nothing, it’s just…”
“It’s an old Jaguar E Class,”
Nicole turned it around in her hands examining the car with interest. She
peered inside. “How did you get hold of this?”
“Hmm, someone owed me, let’s just
say that…” Des glanced down in disinterest.
“And the owner?” Nicole looked up
with a hooked eyebrow.
“Long gone now,” Des replied as
she picked another jar, the women inside were screaming to be released. “Do you
want some willing ones as well?” Des asked as she checked through her shelf of
tinies.
“Sure,” Nicole shrugged. “I’m not
too bothered about that, my guests usually like unwilling ones, but if you need
to make up the numbers…” she continued to examine the car. “I’ll give you some
more for this car,”
Des glanced at it.
“Sure, name your price,” Des
stated.
“Oh really,” Nicole quirked at
the ease of Des’ statement. “Fair enough, well I know that these might collect
$50,000-$70,000, but a shrunken Jaguar E Class surely adds a premium, I’m happy
to give you $65k for that,”
“Thank you, very generous from a
loyal customer such as yourself Madam De Richi,” Des smiled warmly as she
placed a box on the counter, it was labelled ‘Willing’.
“Please, call me Nicole, how many
times?” Nicole smirked as she placed the car into her handbag.
“You’re full of surprises, I
didn’t know you were a collector, that’s worth knowing for the future,” Des
responded.
“Oh yes,” Nicole picked up the
jar with Tom inside, examining the contents. “I love collecting little things
of all sorts,” she smiled. Tom backed against the glass in terror at the size
and proximity of the beautiful giantess’ face. Her intelligent eyes piercing
his very soul. She didn’t look at him with empathy. She looked at him like a
possession. He was just a collectable to her.
“Now, Nicole, I think I’ve got
you the best of our selection, that’s quite an array of tinies for you, shall
we settle up?”
“Yes please, Des, thank you,”
Nicole looked down at the veritable selection of tiny people inside various
jars and storage containers; she beamed. She was going to have a fun party with
her friends.
“I’ll bring the rest over on the
weekend for you, and I’ve got an idea you could try to get some more in time
for your party,” Des stated with a wink.
“Interesting, I’m listening,”
Nicole raised her eyebrows with intrigue.
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Chapter 1 - Part 2 by Richard C H Davies
*
Pete woke up with a start.
He tried to open his eyes but
they seemed to be stuck together.
He panicked, thinking that he was
suddenly blind. He tried to reach up with his hands to wipe his face but his
arms wouldn't budge. They were stuck to his sides by something.
Then he realised that it felt
quite tight around his chest as well.
He tried to turn and squirm to
get free of whatever it was but it felt quite solid.
He tried to open his eyes again,
something was causing them to be stuck together.
He growled and then found saliva
dribbling down his chin. He realised that his mouth had been gagged.
That made him really panic. He
had been kidnapped. He was being held somewhere.
He tried to scream but it was
just a muffled sound and more saliva dripped out of the gag.
He tried to kick his legs but
they were stuck solid.
Where the hell was he?
He could just about move his
shoulders. He wriggled again with his upper body.
There was a smell of cherry in
the air which filled his nostrils.
"Hmm… I can't decide,"
a loud female voice floated to his ears. It sounded like it was directly above
him.
"Take as much time as you
like, the price list is here," another female voice, which sounded more
authoritative, spoke.
"What's it like for
them?" The first voice asked curiously. There was a pause. Then the other
voice spoke.
"Nobody's ever asked me
that… I suppose… I dunno…" the authoritative voice sounded much less
certain.
"Hmm…" the first person
sounded like she was thinking something over.
Pete shook his head, desperately
trying to clear whatever was covering his eyes. The sticky stuff was so
frustrating. He forced his eyes open as much as he could, stretching his
eyelids.
They finally popped open and he
wanted to scream when he realised where he was.
He looked around wide eyed, in
utter panic. The sights around him were too overwhelming to process all at
once.
There were two giant women
looking down at him from above, and then this massive shop all around him, and
then to his sides were rows and rows of other tiny people encased in, what
looked like…
He looked down his own chest and
body and screamed. It came out as a muffled wail but it caught the attention of
the giant woman who was browsing.
Pete saw that his body was
encased in a lollipop.
"That one looks
lively," the pretty giantess pointed down at him. She bent forwards
displaying a generous cleavage. "What flavour is he?"
"Hmmm…" what appeared
to be the shop proprietor leaned in close and her enormous nostrils came within
inches of Pete's face. They were utterly huge and terrifying. He tried to
scream but it came out as a muffled noise. There was a huge breeze as she
suddenly took a deep intake of breath through her nose and sniffed him. She
was smelling him!
The giant face ascended
again.
"Cherry," she declared.
"Ooh… I like cherry,"
the pretty younger woman clapped her hands. "Yes, I'll take him, ooh and
I'll take that box of chocolate ones as well," she pointed over to the
side.
Pete felt his saliva pouring out
of his gag as he tried to call out for help.
He watched helplessly as the shop
proprietor, Des’ire, lifted a gold box up into the air, Pete could just about
see the contents, there were assorted types of chocolates in there, but what
really horrified him more was the tiny waving arms and heads and the sounds of
their screams.
Each chocolate appeared to have a
tiny person half trapped inside, similar to Pete's situation. Except he
seemed to be a little bit bigger than them, and he was tied to a lollipop stick
and covered in a semi-transparent sugary treat, whereas they were coated in
chocolate.
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Chapter 1 - Part 3 by Richard C H Davies
Des’ire offered the open box up
for inspection and Jay-Nie, looked inside, her huge eyes flicked from one
chocolate treat to the next. Pete realised in terror that she was eyeing them
up with excitement; and what appeared to be hunger.
"Hmm… yes perfect, they look
lovely and tasty, my girlfriend is going to absolutely love them, I’m sure,"
she grinned.
"Ahh…" Des’ire’s eyes
lit up, spotting a potential money making opportunity. "I'm sure she'll
like the lollipop as well," she smiled sweetly. Although Pete had no doubt
that she wasn't a sweet person at all.
"Oh no, the lollipop is just
for me," the pretty giantess giggled playfully.
"Well, it's just your lucky
day, I'm willing to offer you a 30% discount for our sex toys, would you like
to take a look at my recommendations?"
"Err…" the pretty
giantess looked uncertain. "I'm not sure… it's… it's kind of a new
relationship and so far I know she's into this," she lifted the closed box
of chocolates slightly into the air as a gesture, "but… I'm not sure…"
"Well, I won't charge you
for looking," the shop proprietor winked at her.
"I've been invited to this
party by my girlfriend and she said I should bring a gift for the hostess as
well…"
"Do you mind me asking who
the hostess is?" The shop proprietor asked quietly.
"Nicole De… something… I'm
not quite sure…
"Richi," the shop
vendor spoke knowingly. "Nicole De Richi…" she looked thoughtful and
nodded.
"Oh… you know her?" The
pretty one asked.
"Oh yes… tell her that
Des'ire set you up with this stuff and she will know that you have
quality,"
“I need to give Nicole De Richi a
gift as the hostess…”
“Oh… I thought I recognised you…
wait, are you Jay-Nie?” the shop proprietor asked.
“Yes, good guess,” the young
woman beamed.
“Ah, the famous influencer,
welcome. Please send my regards to Nicole, don’t worry, I’ll sort you out with
the best I’ve got,” the ladies shook hands.
Pete couldn't believe all of this
was happening they were being bought and sold like basic commodities.
"Oh, thank you," the
woman nodded warmly.
"Good, now let's show you
some of the good stuff…"
*
Pete found himself waiting for
the women to return. Jay-Nie picked his lollipop up after paying Des'ire, and
put him in a bag without any second thoughts.
It must have been at least hours
before she opened the bag again and looked down at the contents.
Her giant beautiful eyes looked
down at him. She was beautiful but also utterly terrifying. She wasn't looking
at him like he was a person. He was just a lollipop to her.
He tried to scream but the gag
prevented it.
Then she reached inside the bag
with long fingernails outstretched.
Pete tried to shake himself loose
but he was stuck inside the sugary treat.
Her fingertips grabbed the stick
he was attached to, which to him was the size of a pole. His stomach lurched as
he was lifted out.
Then he was overwhelmed once
again with what he saw.
There was a dinner table full of
women, the table was ornately decorated and there were fancy china cups of
coffee and tea out. It looked like they had eaten a meal, there were stains and
cutlery strewn across the table.
Pete spotted the gold box that
looked familiar from the shop. It was the same one. It was sitting in front of
the woman next to Jay-Nie. Possibly her girlfriend.
His eyes widened in horror. Half the
box of chocolates was gone.
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Chapter 2 - Part 1 by Richard C H Davies
His heart nearly stopped. They
had been…
The woman next to Jay-Nie reached
down into the box and grabbed hold of a piece of praline chocolate.
Pete watched in absolute horror
as a tiny screaming person, encased in chocolate, was lifted up towards the
woman's giant mouth.
She glanced at the chocolate,
almost in passing, and then popped it into her mouth without a second thought.
The screaming was instantly cut off as her lips closed around the
chocolate.
Pete watched for a few seconds
more as he saw her cheek bulge slightly as she stuffed the chocolate treat into
her cheek and sucked on it. Then he had to look away. He could tell where it
was going.
Pete wanted to be sick but he
didn't have time.
Jay-Nie turned the lollipop to
face her giant face.
Pete was in awe at the size and
beauty of her face. It filled his entire vision, he felt like he was looking at
a mountain, her face was so large.
"Please… please don't eat
me!" He begged her.
The giantesses face melted with
concern.
"Oh, don't worry," she
whispered, "I'm not going to eat you, I'm new to all of this, I'm just
trying to fit in here…" she actually looked quite nervous. "My girlfriend,
Tammie," she nodded over to her side, "knows the hostess Nicole, and
I don't think she is one to be trifled with… so…" she glanced around
anxiously. "I'm just going to… suck on you for a bit, if that's
okay?"
Another giant face budged into
view, pushing Jay-Nie's slightly out of the way. She was equally beautiful,
with dark hair and angular features. She looked more mature, not in age, but in
how she held herself and her poker face expression.
"You're not supposed to talk
to them like that," she said to Jay-Nie as she examined Pete. "You're
supposed to use them to pleasure yourself or others. Here… you want to fit
in?"
Her giant dark polished
fingernails approached Pete's lollipop stick.
"No, Jay-Nie, please stop
her doing this," Pete begged, but Tammie had already plucked him out of Jay-Nie's
hand.
She was still sucking on
something in her mouth. He knew it was the remnants of the chocolate treat.
Then she paused and swallowed.
"Ahh… that tastes
good," she sighed and then her expression focused on Pete. She looked
hungry.
Harvey – Nicole De Richi’s main guest
dining room
Harvey woke up in a daze. His
body and mind ached. He opened his eyes and turned on to his side
uncomfortably. The surface was still warm but it was glossy and
uncomfortable.
He looked around and realised he
was lying on a flat white glossy surface. It looked like ceramic.
He swiftly brought himself up to
a sitting position and was shocked by what he saw. There was a towering mound
of yellow coloured… what looked like chunky fries. But they couldn't be. It was
impossible.
He frowned in confusion. He had
been in Des’ire’s shop one moment, then… he looked around some more and saw a
giant hamburger, stacked full of juicy meat and salad with sauce dripping
around the edges. He estimated, relative to his surroundings, that he must
be about an inch or two tall. He was the length of a small French frie!
He heard a female yelp of shock
and looked in the direction to see one of the people he had shared his jar with,
Ashlynn. She was still in in her clothes, but in the middle of a blob of what
looked like ketchup sauce.
She was thrashing around in
distress, her coat and face were completely caked in ketchup sauce.
He could see the outline of her
eyes and mouth as she looked up towards him beckoning for help.
She started to try and crawl out
of the ketchup.
He rushed over towards her to
help her get clear but just before he got there, he noticed movement ahead…
huge movement.
He looked up from the plate to
see two giant women talking to each other.
He froze in absolute shock. He didn’t
recognise them, who were they? Why was he here? They looked very well dressed.
Then he realised as he looked around in absolute horror, that there was a huge
dining table, full of well-dressed beautiful women.
He didn't know what to do, should
he stand up and shout to get their attention? This was surely all a big
mistake. But then the sight of the very attractive strangers bewildered him
slightly and he turned around and scrambled under some fries and hid himself
under a pile of them.
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Chapter 2 - Part 2 by Richard C H Davies
What was also very strange was
that the giantess who was sitting in front of the giant plate they were on was
blindfolded.
“Can’t I take this off?” the
giantess asked the other woman next to her.
“No Layla, babe, that’s half the
fun of it, we agreed that you could come to this party but you have to keep the
blindfold on,” the giantess grimaced, clearly not liking this.
Ashlynn was still writhing around
and then she looked back and upwards towards the giant women and she froze in
place where she was and watched them in.
All Harvey could do now was try
and work out if these giant women would be able to help them.
"Oh my god I'm
starving," he heard the blind folded giantess, called Layla, saying very
loudly and then Harvey suddenly realised that there was another terrifying
option that he hadn't yet considered. They were on a giant plate of food with
hungry giant women around them. The giantess in front of them was blindfolded. This
didn't bode well for them.
Harvey saw some more movement to
the side and he slowly twisted his head to see a glass of fizzing cola, with
ice cubes inside it, but what had caught his attention was the two tiny bodies
treading water inside the glass. They were much smaller than he was in
size. They were about the size of ants.
They were trying to scramble up
on top of an ice cube but it kept rolling and causing them to slide off
it.
They were looking more and more
distressed and then they looked back towards the giant women and started to
wave and shout out as loudly as they could.
The problem for them was that Harvey
could barely hear them and the glass was almost next to the plate he was on, so
he didn't know if the giant women would even hear them either.
He glanced across even further to
see a large and tall glass ice cream sundae, covered with whipped cream, cherry
syrup, chocolate shavings and all the good stuff, plus also he saw a few tiny ant
sized people sticking out of the whipped cream. One of them had managed to get
out and was knee deep in ice cream trying to pull another person out.
Harvey couldn't work out how all
of this had happened. Had these women done this deliberately? No, they
wouldn’t dare… but then… nobody else knew what had happened with them… they had
all been captured by the Pawn broker. They had all owned Des’ire some money of
some kind… it was off the books… nobody knew they were there.
Harvey continued to hide
underneath the fries and watched in nervous anticipation.
"Oh… this food smells
amazing, what is it?”
“It’s your favourite, burger,
fries, cola, ice cream… the works,” her companion, possibly her girlfriend,
stated. “The burger looks so juicy!" the giantess continued.
Layla’s mouth twitched and then
she smiled, her face looked so serene around the blindfold.
“It’s a guilty pleasure of mine,”
Layla remarked.
“There’s lots of other food here,
like prawns, steak, and so on… but… I know you just love this kind of food,
unfortunately I can’t have it so much, it goes straight to the waistline,” the
other giantess chuckled. "Why don't you try it, and the fries," the other
giantess suggested, nodding her head towards the array of food; then realising
Layla couldn’t see it, she guided her hand to the edge of the plate.
Harvey started to worry. He
saw the giant fingertips of the blindfolded giantess feel their way along the
rim of the dinner plate that they were on.
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Chapter 2 - Part 3 by Richard C H Davies
Ashlynn was laying flat in the
big splodge of ketchup, breathing gently with her head to the side.
"Hmm… okay, Margot," Layla
said uncertainly. “I’m trying to watch my weight, you know. But sure, you’ve
convinced me,” Layla shrugged and reached across the plate, feeling her way,
probing. Eventually she found her way over to the pile of fries.
Harvey watched her giant hand
descend down towards his position, Layla's polished fingernails and fingertips
were pointing down towards the fries and preparing to pick some up.
Layla was still looking in the
direction of the giant woman called Margot as they spoke, even though she
couldn’t see.
The giant fingers lowered down
until the fingertips touched the greasy fries and with a scraping sound above
him they grasped hold of a few fries and then ascended upwards again towards Margot's
mouth.
She opened her mouth and
shovelled the fries inside and chewed on them.
"Hmm… they're lovely and
crispy, just how I like them," Layla commented.
"Oh really? Great I'm
hungry," Margot reached out with her own polished fingernails and slender
fingers and clutched at some fries.
She hovered above the ketchup and
dunked the fries into the dark red sauce.
A few of the fries brushed across
Ashlynn's back, she squirmed but then froze again, trying not to move.
Harvey could see her bracing and
wincing as she felt herself being touched.
She was desperately trying to
stay still but he imagined that it was very hard to stay still with all of that
happening. Basically, she was becoming part of the snack dip that the
giantesses were using.
Both giantesses were now freely
reaching down and grabbing fries from the pile above him and then they were
dunking it into the blob of ketchup, sliding the fries across Ashlynn’s body.
He could see her breathing
intensifying as she was starting to panic, bubbles of her air were bursting in
the ketchup. She was utterly terrified but she dared not move.
The sounds of the giantesses
noisily chomping above reverberated through the air.
Harvey could see that Ashlynn was
trying to keep still where she was in the blob of ketchup, but having the
potato fries being brushed across her buttocks and her body, as the giantesses
picked up one after the other and dunked them into the ketchup, was clearly
becoming more and more distressing to her.
She looked upwards towards him.
Her dark eyes were just dark wells in the gooey ketchup mixture.
Her mouth formed an ‘O’ shape as
she called out for his help.
Harvey made eye contact and
risked leaning out from beneath the protective, but diminishing, pile of fries
above him and looked upwards.
Both beautiful giantesses were
hungrily reaching down towards the fries and picking them up. Most of the time
they were carrying them over to Ashlynn's ketchup, dabbing and dunking them in
the blob, sliding them across her body, and then lifting them up to their
enormous mouths and shovelling the fries inside.
It looked like it was happening
in slow motion to him. Their hands and arms were like huge tower cranes lifting
up materials towards the top of huge living skyscrapers.
He was in awe as to the enormity
of the size of these giant women, they were colossal.
“Can I propose a toast?” Nicole
De Richi’s loud and authoritative voice suddenly caused all of the giantess’
heads to turn in her direction at the head of the table. Layla’s head jerked in
the general direction of the voice.
“Can I take the blindfold off?”
She whispered.
“No, keep it on,” Margot
whispered back to her.
Harvey recognised Nicole De Richi,
as the woman who had purchased him from the Pawn Broker, amongst most of the
other tinies; including Ashlynn. She was the cause of all of this. He glared at
her.
“I would like to thank you all
for joining me at this exclusive dinner party,” Nicole looked around the table
with a wide smile. “This is a very special and unique occasion where we share a
common passion. It is something that we won’t be talking about more widely than
this closed room,” her gaze held a very careful hint of authority to it.
“You’ve all hopefully got the
food and accompaniments that you ordered, once you’ve enjoyed your meal, then
I’ve got some games planned for us all, and some other activities. Plus, you
are always welcome to take the opportunity to use one of our guest rooms to…
have some fun and have some personal or group playtime, in fact it is
encouraged,” she smiled warmly.
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Chapter 2 - Part 4 by Richard C H Davies
“I know that Bella will be
enjoying some vigorous playtime,” she glanced at the very large lady with
incredibly large breasts, almost oversized breasts. Nicole couldn’t restrain
the slight look of disgust on her face as Bella plucked something off her
plate. The tiny thing wriggled and screamed between her fingers. Bella smiled
wickedly, dunked the tiny wriggling person in some sauce and opened her
colossal maw.
She dropped the screaming person
inside her mouth and crunched down with a brutality that shook some of the
other guests.
“Oh yes, I can’t wait to play
with some… toys… in the private room,” Bella spoke with a full mouth as she
chewed. She eyed up a tiny man who was slowly crawling away from her dinner
plate. He was trying to very carefully escape whilst he thought she was
distracted.
The guests all watched as Bella’s
enormous hand slammed down on top of the tiny man’s back. She didn’t crush him
but she flattened him down on the table. His eyes widened in surprise and he
grunted.
“Pathetic,” she growled. Her
fingers gripped him and she dragged him back along the table. His fingers tried
to claw at the table to slow her down but it did nothing. She slid him off the
edge of the table and with a wild look, which flashed in her eyes, she lowered
him down below the table and between her legs; she grinned wickedly.
“What’s happening?” Layla
whispered to Margot.
“One of the guests really likes
her food,” Margot whispered back.
“What has she got?” Layla asked,
shoving another handful of fries into her mouth, causing her lips to glisten
from the grease. Margot paused, thinking about an appropriate reply.
“Prawns…” she replied, lying.
“Fresh, crunchy prawns,”
“Hmm…” Layla muttered to herself
thoughtfully. “Sounds tasty,” she swayed in her seat slightly. “God, I’m so
drunk, I think I had too much champagne before this.”
*
Harvey – Nicole De Richi’s main
guest dining room
What was very scary for Harvey was
just how insignificant they were to these giants. The giant women seemed to be
completely uncaring of his, Ashlynn's or anyone else’s predicament and were
happily chomping away on their food.
He was growingly concerned that
either he or Ashlynn might just get picked up and tossed into one of those
giant mouths. He suspected Margot would knowingly eat them, and Layla seemed to
be clueless about it all, but could easily eat them by accident.
He was also too scared to run out
in the middle of the plate and wave his hands and jump up and down. He didn't
know how they might react. He didn't know these women, or why they were on
their plate, Margot and Layla were the two giant women nearest him. Was Layla
aware of their shrunken predicament? Bella had seemed to be aware of her tiny
people, but then Layla and Margot, might not. They might think he was a
cockroach or bug and splat him. Or perhaps Margot knew and didn’t want Layla to
find out… perhaps that explained the blindfold.
Or, one of them might panic and
toss the plate off the table and kill both him and Ashlynn immediately in the
process. No, he had to be smart about this. There were too many risks in trying
to get their attention now.
He concluded that the best
solution and way out of this for both of them was for him to dash over and grab
Ashlynn, in between bouts of the giantesses eating the potato fries, and then
they had to make a run for it off the plate; somehow.
He knew he had to help Ashlynn
though. She seemed like a nice person when they had spoken in the jar. She was
a lady who had fallen on bad times, even before this had happened. Neither of
them deserved this.
Ashlynn was out in the open,
exposed and at risk the most; perhaps apart from the poor people in the glass
of ice-cold cola or the ice cream sundae. He definitely couldn't help
them though. He wished he could.
He crept forwards from beneath
the fries, feeling the grease around his neckline from the fries as they slid
across his neck.
He started to inch forwards
towards Ashlynn, trying to time it between mouthfuls of potato fries that the
giant women were taking. They must have been starving because they were
consuming at a high rate. He barely had a window of time enough to do what he
needed to do.
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Chapter 2 - Part 4 (dangling dinner) by Richard C H Davies
He waited until the giant fingers
of both giantesses picked up some more fries and slid them across Ashlynn's
body and across the blob of ketchup and then they ascended into the air.
Harvey made a break for it; he
scrambled out from beneath the fries and ran across the plate towards Ashlynn.
She was raising herself up on her
knees and trying to make her way towards him but her feet kept slipping and
sliding everywhere.
Harvey nearly reached Ashlynn
when a light brown blur dropped down across his face from above. He flinched
and shut his eyes, not the best reaction, because he tripped over the object,
that was in fact one of the fries that had been accidentally dropped by one of
the giantess'.
He stumbled over it and it caused
him to fall and crash into Ashlynn, he continued sliding across the slick
Ketchup on the plate. Smothering his head into the blob of ketchup and
completely covering his top half down to his waist in the dark red
substance.
Ashlynn yelped in surprise and
rolled onto her side as she looked upwards. She shrieked out at what she
saw.
Giant female fingertips swooped
down directly towards her at a terrifying speed.
The giantess was distracted
looking at the other giant woman as they spoke, her giant fingers were
searching for the lost potato frie.
For the giantess it was just a
normal moment for her fingertips casually hunting around for the dropped potato
frie, without even looking with her eyes. For the tiny people on the plate it
was literally life and death. It was pure terror, looking upwards and seeing
these giant tree trunk sized fingers descending towards them and the giant palm
literally blotting out the surroundings above them.
They were enclosed and Ashlynn
felt utterly helpless as she watched the giant fingertips thumping down onto
the surface of the plate and then clumsily feeling their way along the plate.
The giant fingernails of the giantess tapped along the plate, feeling across
and then they suddenly reached out and touched Harvey’s legs.
He stayed incredibly still as the
giant Layla's fingers felt their way across his legs. Ashlynn hoped that the
giantess' hand would move on and keep looking for the potato frie; but she
didn't. The giant fingertips suddenly clamped down on his legs. His ketchup
covered head snapped up in the air as he felt the giant fingers clamping down
on him.
The giantess must have mistaken
him for the potato frie.
*
Ashlynn – Nicole De Richi’s main
guest dining room
The giant hand and fingers
suddenly lifted Harvey up in the air, Harvey gurgled a scream but it wasn't
very audible, his face was completely covered in ketchup.
He dangled from his legs, upside
down, he swung trying to free himself but the giant grip of the fingers was too
much.
Bubbles of ketchup burst forth
from his mouth but he was unable to make a tangible sound. He was lifted
upwards above Ashlynn. She craned her neck, following him as he rose into the
air.
Ashlynn screamed up at the
giantesses to stop but they were engaged in conversation with each other. They
were either completely unaware of his predicament or simply didn’t care.
Layla lifted the tiny wriggling
body upwards, completely unaware of the tiny living morsel in her fingertips.
Ashlynn watched in horror as the
man that was trying to save her was hoisted up in the air and wriggling as he
was dangling upside down.
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Chapter 2 - Part 5 - Consuming him without realising by Richard C H Davies
Layla continued to seem to be
oblivious to all of this. She was unaware of their predicament. Ashlynn
wondered how she couldn't notice the tiny wriggling thing in her hand.
Ashlynn kept shouting up at Layla
to stop what she was doing and take her blindfold off and look down, but the
giantess, Margot, was distracting Layla. Layla’s visual senses were blocked
with the blindfold, then she prevented Ashlynn from being audible by speaking over
her. The two giantesses were deep in conversation.
Ashlynn ran to the edge of the
plate, completely covered in ketchup herself.
Then she noticed that the other
woman, Margot, was looking directly at Harvey's struggling body in between
Layla’s fingertips.
“Yes, save us, you’ve seen him!” Ashlynn
cried out with excitement; they were going to be rescued.
Then she quietened down, Margot
saw Harvey, but she didn't say anything. She just looked at him, her eyes
widened slightly with excitement and then she looked away, back towards Layla's
blindfolded face and continued talking to her with the faintest whiff of a
smile on her mouth.
Ashlynn stood dumbfounded. That
woman, Margot, had seen the tiny man dangling from Layla's hand. There was no
mistaking that a living thing was in her hand, but she didn't draw any
attention to him. Did she just smile at what was happening to him?
What kind of sick bitch was she?
She watched in stunned silence as
Layla lifted the wriggling Harvey up, her giant mouth opened up and her fingers
delicately lowered his wriggling body inside her mouth.
The last Ashlynn saw was the
giant tongue emerging to meet with his body.
She could see him gurgling,
ketchup dripped down from his head and splatted on the plate, it also dripped
down Layla's chin as she played with her wriggling food with her tongue.
She licked at Harvey's body, her
tongue slid along his squirming body, dragging smudges of ketchup along with
it.
The tongue lapped at him a few
more times and then the giant mouth clamped down around him and sucked him
inside with a loud slurp.
Ashlynn shrieked in horror as she
saw his tiny waggling legs disappear in between the huge lips. The giant
woman had just put him in her mouth. This was so messed up!
Layla lifted a finger and
delicately pressed her fingertip against his feet, pushing the rest of him
inside her mouth, and then she wiped her mouth clean.
Ashlynn dropped to her knees in
absolute horror and disbelief. She didn't know what to do. Harvey was just
being eaten in front of her.
She saw Layla swilling the tiny
morsel around in her mouth for a while. She imagined the horror that he must be
facing inside her giant moist mouth.
Ashlynn felt incredibly guilty
that she had drawn Harvey out of his hiding place to try and help her, to try
to keep her safe, and now he was the one being eaten alive.
She looked around in panic, she had
to get out of here, otherwise she could be eaten up just like him…
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Chapter 3 - Part 1 - Tasty ketchup treat by Richard C H Davies
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Warning
this story contains: Shrunken Man, giantess, unwilling, willing, aware,
shrunken women, implied vore, handheld
Harvey (3 inch tall) – Nicole De
Richi’s main guest Dining Room
The ketchup tickled as it started
to slide off Harvey’s body and drip down below; his body was starting to chill.
Harvey found himself being lifted
up higher and higher and then suddenly he was heading towards Layla's giant
face. He could barely see through the stinging eye sensation caused by the
vinegar in the ketchup. It was burning his eyes and making his vision foggy; at
best.
Initially he couldn't work out
what was going on, then Layla's giant mouth started to open up and her huge
glistening tongue emerged.
Harvey clocked what was about to
happen at the same time as Layla's giant tongue slapping out towards him.
It poked out towards him and
touched his belly with a little flick of the tip of the tongue, just tasting
him, like he was a morsel of food to taste.
Warm breath washed over Harvey
from Layla's mouth. It smelled of potato fries.
The tongue retracted into Layla's
mouth; the tip of the tongue was covered with ketchup. It looked like blood to
him; his mind was panicking. He was starting to wonder whether it was his
blood.
Layla tasted it for a moment, and
then the giant tongue emerged again and curled downwards towards her giant chin
and then lapped up towards Harvey's body in a curling motion.
He felt the warm and wet tongue
slather its way up his legs.
"No, just stop it!" he
protested, pounding the moist tongue with his hands, from his upside down
position, but it continued unabated. It flicked upwards and then slid down his
crotch, his belly, across his chest and then flicked across his face.
As he was pounding the tongue the
ketchup and Layla's saliva was turning into a gooey mess on the giant tongue,
Harvey was left with a slimy amount on his face.
"Layla!" He sobbed.
"Please stop licking me… Please, I’m a person… stop… please…"
But the tongue continued to
explore his body. It licked up and down his legs and he could hear Layla
tasting and swallowing; with the occasional sound of moaning with pleasure.
The vibrations of Layla's noises
hummed behind him and coursed through his body.
The tongue then moved up his back
and continued to lick him all over. He was being licked clean of the ketchup.
Then he felt Layla's nose press
against the small of his back and he heard the giant nostrils taking a long
deep sniff as they hovered over his buttocks.
It caused a pocket of cool air to
form around his butt and cooled his butt cheeks so much that he got goosebumps
which crawled from his butt over his thighs and up his back and neck.
He shivered.
Then the giant mouth opened up
again and the huge wet and pink tongue emerged to slap against him, right
against his crotch and started to slide down to his belly, bringing with it a
coating of ketchup.
The tongue lapped at his body,
licking away all of the remaining ketchup.
"No Layla. Enough!" He
protested angrily. "Enough of this shit!" He thumped at Layla's
tongue with his fists.
"Don't eat me, please don't
eat me!" He begged.
He was slowly lowered towards the
giant mouth. The side of his cheek touched against Layla's lower lip.
"Nooo!" He shrieked and
punched out with his arms.
“Hmm…” she moaned out loud,
almost deafening him. “This potato frie is really tasty, it’s the best one yet,
nice and salty,” she hummed to Margot, with a cheeky and teasing chuckle.
Harvey couldn’t see the other woman from where he was but he could hear her
noisily munching on more fries and agreeing with Layla. They both must know
full well that he wasn’t a potato frie. What the hell were they playing at?
“I’m going to gobble it right
up,” Layla declared. Harvey felt ice cold fear surge through his body in that
moment.
"NOOO!” He screamed out as
loud as he could. “Don't eat me, please don't eat me, please, please, please
listen to me, I’m a person!!!”
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Chapter 3 - Part 2 - Gobbling up the tasty tiny by Richard C H Davies
She didn’t seem to hear him or
pay him any heed whatsoever. So far Layla had been quite slow and gentle with
him, just like she was licking a potato frie, but the speed and ferocity her
mouth suddenly moved terrified him.
The giant lips suddenly lunged up
towards him like a snapping shark and closed around his head.
The lips sealed around him and he
shrieked again when there was a very strong sucking force from inside the
mouth.
He tried to wriggle free but he
couldn't resist it. The sucking drew him inwards, pulling on his neck and
shoulders. Then the giant fingers let go of him as he was sucked harder inside
the giant mouth.
He felt his body sliding into her
warm cave sized mouth, saliva and wetness surrounded him. The air was dank,
moist and vinegary, it caused him to cough in response.
The lips opened slightly and he
tried to push away but he was suddenly sucked up to his hips with a wet
sounding slurp and he desperately tried to push his body free of the giant
lips, but they clamped around him too firmly.
"Please… please don't eat
me," he begged. "I'm a person, I’m a human… Harvey!" but Layla
still didn’t seem to hear him or she didn’t care. She was too busy moaning and
noisily slurping and sucking on his body.
He could feel the giant teeth
gripping down on his thighs as he was sucked further inside her mouth.
The huge tongue was sliding over
his belly and his body, tasting his body inside the giant warm and wet mouth.
He was crying now, as he faced
his own demise, tears streaming from his eyes.
The tongue whipped against him,
pressing him against the roof of Layla's mouth and then the giant cave closed
shut behind him.
All light was blocked out. It was
pitch black, but his ears were bombarded with sound. The sound of her
breathing, of her heart beat, her noisy moaning, the squelching and running
sounds of saliva in her mouth, the sound of her swallowing, it was a cacophony
of sound to him. He had never imagined a mouth to be so loud and overwhelming.
Then he was assaulted with a wave
of saliva as the giant mouth sucked on him.
He screamed out and begged. He
was hoping Layla would suddenly snap out of it. Hoping she would realise she
had a real living person inside her mouth. What else could he do to get her
attention?
But he ended up gurgling as
saliva swilled around him, and entered into his nose and mouth, and he was
covered in the slimy stuff.
Trapped by the tongue and the
closed mouth he had no escape. He didn't know what he could do. This was it.
His demise seemed inevitable. He
tried to climb up the tongue to try to reach the entrance of her giant mouth
and escape, but he just kept sliding down.
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Chapter 3 - Part 3 - Fighting her instinct to swallow by Richard C H Davies
Suddenly there was a click at the
back of the giant mouth, he looked back in the darkness but couldn’t see
anything and then when he turned back to the front of the mouth a wave of
saliva hit him. He heard a very loud swallowing sound from behind him from the
depths of the throat. It was utterly terrifying for him.
There was a tugging force against
his body. It was tremendously strong, he scrabbled and wriggled and tried to
resist but the swallowing forces dragged him backwards.
He cried out and tried to resist
it, sliding back against the tongue, commando crawling along the slimy surface.
Then there was another loud
swallowing sound and this time the forces pulled at him so hard that he was
sucked backwards.
He shot to the back of the mouth
and found his legs dangling over hot and humid air with nothing beneath his
feet.
He thrashed in terror, realising
that it was Layla's throat that his legs were dangling over.
He pinned himself, trying to
wedge himself in the throat and prevent himself from being swallowed. Make
himself unappetising, what kind of potato frie would do that?
Layla retaliated against her non-
compliant food by coughing slightly, buffeting Harvey and then immediately
swallowing again.
Harvey screamed from the
deafening coughing and then he was squeezed into a tighter aperture and then
finally he was sucked down by the giant throat, unable to resist the greater
power any more.
*
Layla (normal size) – Nicole De
Richi’s main guest Dining Room
Layla was enjoying the taste of
this particular potato frie. Layla did question in her mind whether it was
indeed a potato frie but her mind convinced her to just enjoy the sensation, to
savour it.
She savoured the sweet and salty
flavoured treat. She was certain that it gave off a fizzing kind of sensation,
it almost felt like it was moving.
Layla licked and lapped at the
tiny treat, enjoying the taste and the sensation. She was also quite drunk
and her senses were all over the place.
She was hungry though and wanted
to suck it inside, so she did.
Layla thought she heard screaming
but that wasn't possible, she was probably imagining things, it was a bit odd
to say the least, she mused.
She sucked the tiny morsel inside
their mouth, tasted it a bit more. At one point it felt like it was trying to
wriggle out of her mouth, she smiled at the thought of a potato frie trying to
escape her mouth. Then her tongue tossed it backwards and it fell to the back
of their throat so Layla just coughed slightly, dislodging the potato frie
slightly and then swallowed.
She had enjoyed tasting this
particular potato frie in her mouth, but her hunger was getting the better of
her. She was quite thirsty as well now, it was all quite a salty meal.
“Hmm, that frie was particularly
good,” Layla licked her lips.
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Chapter 4 - Part 1 - Swimming in a glass of wine... by Richard C H Davies
Margot (normal size) – Nicole De
Richi’s main guest Dining Room
“Woah, that was so intense,” Margot
chuckled, as she watched Harvey getting consumed by Layla. It had been so
graphic, much, much sexier than she had expected as well; especially the
licking of the tiny man.
Margot’s hand had slipped down
beneath her skirt to rub gently and caress her pussy, this show was all really
turning her on. She hoped that Layla would pick Ashlynn up next, she didn’t
want to orgasm until she knew what was going to happen so that she ensured she
climaxed at the best bit.
‘Never waste an orgasm,’ she thought
to herself. Layla smiled blindly in her direction, wiping ketchup from her
mouth, and Margot beamed back; even though Layla couldn’t see.
“That wasn’t a frie babe, that
was one of the prawns,”
“Ohh… are there more?” Layla
asked with interest.
Margot looked directly down
towards Ashlynn.
“Oh yes… plenty,” she smiled
wickedly.
“Hmm, I’m thirsty,” Layla stated.
*
Ashlynn (3 inch tall) – Nicole
De Richi’s main guest Dining Room
Ashlynn watched the giantess,
Layla, swallowing Harvey alive and whole. She jerked in shock, but then was
distracted by a giant hand which suddenly swooped downwards towards the giant
glass of cola to the side of her plate. She beheld another horrifying sight
that was about to unfold with some other tiny people. These ones were even
smaller than she was.
*
Michelle and Louise (micro size) – Nicole De Richi’s main guest Dining Room
Michelle had been treading water
in the glass of fizzy cola for quite some time. She and the other woman with
her, Louise, had tried to climb on the ice cubes but they had both been too
slippery and were now melting quite rapidly.
They had kicked off most of their
clothes and shoes, they were dragging them down and this helped to keep them
buoyant.
Michelle and Louise had been
calling out for a while but the giantesses didn’t seem to be able to hear them
at all or were ignoring them.
One minute they had been in one
of Des’ire’s jars, and then they were tipped into and swimming in this giant
glass of cola... It was a nightmare situation that had become real.
They watched in horror as the giantess Layla picked up Harvey’s wriggling body
and started licking him as if he was just a tasty treat. They had shouted and
shouted to try and get her attention but she seemed oblivious to him and to
them.
They had looked up the sides of
the glass to try and work out a way to escape, the sides were tall and
impossibly smooth. The giantesses appeared to be completely oblivious to their
shrunken state or predicament, they were on their own.
They had heard the giantess’ name
though.
"Layla, Layla, help us, help
us out of here," she spluttered. Then she shouted it again. She shouted
and shouted.
They watched in increasing horror
as Harvey’s was shoved inside Layla’s mouth and she just sucked on him like he
was a tasty piece of food. Then she eventually swallowed him and seemed to
enjoy it.
Both women had sobbed in fear at
this, anything could happen now.
They screamed when a giant hand
suddenly reached down towards their glass. Giant finger pads suddenly clasped
around the outside of the glass, they could see the fine detail of Layla’s
fingerprints.
The liquid swilled around with
them in it as the glass was suddenly lifted up in the air.
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