Drunk and Shrunk - Last Trip to the Dish:  Huh? They Shrink Girls Too?

It didn’t take long for the girls to devolve into a fit of giggles. They had made their intentions clear to the waitress, Scarlett, that they intended to get roll-on-the-floor, shit-faced drunk and she had obliged, bringing them drinks in a quick and timely fashion. Pem had dutifully admitted he wasn’t yet of age himself, though, so she brought him a pint of Confidence, the red kind for ‘bold’, she had stated. When he had inquired about other types, she’d responded that there were green and yellow variants, but those were ‘mellow’ and ‘mild’, so he’d felt compelled to do the red. It tasted very good, and he thought he detected some alcohol, at least in the aftertaste.

“Are you sure this doesn’t have alcohol in it?”, he asked her.

“Positive. It’s our number-one selling non-alcoholic drink”, Scarlett stated confidently. “Can I get you anything else?”, she asked the table.

“Not yet”, said Kylie, acting giddily, “I want to look around for some possible snacks.”

After Scarlett had left them, Pem looked around. They were seated in the middle of the restaurant proper. There were some tables filled here and there, but by and large it was still early in the evening and a lot of tables stood vacant. There was an adjacent table where a pretty female sat by herself. That’s interesting, he thought, I wonder if she’s really here by herself or if she’s waiting for someone?

Turning his attention back to Kylie and Beth, he said, “Ok, so what’s with the colored bracelets?”

“Blue is for predator, red is for prey”, Beth stated matter-of-factly.

“Pred or prey?”

“Yes, the prey are the ones that get shrunk and eaten”, she said.

Pem rolled his eyes, “Uhuh, I get it. So I’m prey, huh?”

Beth nodded, “You might be.”

Pem noticed the girls quickly-devolving demeanor. He was about to recommend they slow down on their drinks.

Before Pem could make his suggestion, Scarlett set another round of drinks on the table, the 3rd each – cherry-flavored daiquiri for Kylie, Pina Colada for Bethany, and pint of red Confidence for him. “This will make it better for when you decide to volunteer”, she said to Pem.

“Er, ok”, Pem stammered, not quite sure what the server meant. If she thought he was going to volunteer to get eaten, if that was really possible, she had another thing coming.

“Suit yourself”, Scarlett said with a knowing smile.

“Ky, I’m not sure this is too wise, drinking on an empty stomach. You might end up doing something you’ll regret later”, he warned her in a soft voice after Scarlett had departed their table.

“I’m fine, pfine Pem…aren’t you having a good time?”, Kylie asked.

“Yeah, em…”, Pem began, but something had grabbed his attention. Scarlett had continued over to the next table and set a margarita glass down.

“Here you go, she’s all shrunk down, cleaned up and ready to eat…or drink, as you prefer”, Scarlett said to the woman. “Would you like me to bring you anything else to go with your treat?”

Pem’s eyes went wide. Inside the clear glass was the unmistakable figure of a tiny nude female. Pem thought the person couldn’t be larger than a few inches at most. The woman waved Scarlett away and then seemed to be making conversation with the tiny female.

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Stephanie Haiduk, whale trainer at Sea World, had thought she would handle herself better in the liquid, but the slushy mixture was causing her to dip below the surface of her Margarita Miss. A lifelong vorafile, she had wagered against her assistant Piper and had lost the bet to see which would drink the other up. The whole team had been sent to the west coast for a few days to observe some freshly captured mammals and determine which might make good fits back at the park. It gave her a good reason to check out a restaurant she’d been wanting to try out for years. Of course, she hoped it would be her gulping her attractive young assistant Piper, a very pretty and fresh-looking brunette, but those were the breaks.

Kylie, Pem and Beth all watched as the woman said aloud to the shrinky, “enjoy the trip”. She took the tiny female out of the glass and set her upon her outstretched tongue, facing away from her. With a finger, she pushed the shrinky’s torso down flat onto her tongue.

  (shrunken Stephanie eaten)

She then brought her glass up to her face and began sipping her margarita. She’d drank about a third of the liquid when the tiny female tumbled into her mouth. The woman took another swig of the margarita and gulped hard, a lump forming quickly in the top of her throat and thrusting down into her torso. The woman let out a satisfied “ahhhh”, then after a burp escaped her lips, she quickly covered her mouth, a red blush creeping into her cheeks.

Scarlett, who had stood nearby observing the woman drink the shrinky down, giggled, saying “Yeah, sometimes those little things cause that, especially when they’re wiggling all around inside you.”

“Mmm. Thank you. Do I owe you anything for her?”, the woman asked Scarlett.

“No, you’re all good. She paid for everything”, Scarlett replied.

“Oh good. I can stay here and mingle, right?”, the woman asked.

“Of course. Take your time”, Scarlett said in an extremely friendly manner, “If you want to check out the dance club, there will be people streaming in soon. You might also check out the Virtual Vore ride on the third level, if you haven’t done that yet.”

Within moments, the woman had thanked Scarlett, gotten up from the table and made her way out of the restaurant proper and into the foyer beyond.

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Pem followed the woman’s walk in a daze. He was not quite sure what he’d just witnessed.

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