Drunk and Shrunk - Last Trip to the Dish: An Unexpected Delight

Pem looked around at the girls. Both their eyes were as big and wide as his. “It’s real!”, he exclaimed. “That girl was tiny and she…she ate her.”

“She sure did”, said Kylie.

“We told you that’s what they do here. Now do you believe us?”, said Bethany.

Pem noticed the girl’s wide-eyed reaction. “Then how come you both look so surprised?”

“I..I’ve just never seen a tiny girl before”, said Kylie nervously.

“Yeah, we didn’t realize they shrink girls too. We thought it was only boys that were shrunk and eaten”, explained Bethany.

As Pem tried to wrap his mind around the real implications of the shrinking technology, another thought sprung to him. He turned to Kylie and asked, “Ky, why do you call her Bittie?”

Kylie giggled, “It’s just a play on words. The first time we met was in the showers and the first thing I noticed on her were these”, she held her own chest, indicating Bethany’s large mounds. “Get it?”

Pem got the irony of the nickname now, and he took the opportunity to give Beth’s breasts another lookover, feeling freed up to do so since Kylie had mentioned them.

Kylie and Beth’s demeanor continued to worse over the next minutes and they began to casually talk about boys they’d eaten before and how wonderful it felt, making Pem feel as if he weren’t even there. He again cautioned them not to drink so quickly.

He still didn’t understand it – how could these two women, any woman for that matter and especially one so ‘innocent’ as Kylie, actually eat people. They were essentially murderers. He also grappled with the idea of people volunteering to be eaten. He understood from their earlier conversation and a couple slight urgings of his own that there must be a sexual element to it.

“I’m not sure if you ever answered me before, but I’ll ask again. What is the actual appeal of eating a person? Why do you swallow them instead of chewing them?”, he asked them. He was curious to know if there were lustful cravings associated with it.

“I don’t know”, Kylie replied, “I just know it makes me feel warm and tingly all over.” Kylie paused for a moment, then continued, “and we’re not allowed to chew them. It says in the rules that they must be swallowed whole. I’d never chew them anyway. I love it how they squirm down my throat and in my tummy.”

“Ditto”, Beth concurred. “Why? Are you thinking about becoming someone’s snack?”

Pem shook his head and sat thoughtfully for a minute, observing Kylie’s facial structure and her luscious lips while the girls resumed an earlier discussion, then he sighed and excused himself.

 “Where are you going, Pem?”

“Ah, I’m just gonna have a look around. The waitress mentioned a dance floor up above and some type of ride”, Pem replied.

“Oh, ok”, Kylie said sweetly, batting her eyes at him, “We’ll just be right here.”

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Pem decided he would bypass the second level. He was really interested in seeing what this ride was all about. He was slightly annoyed with the girls for teasing him about becoming a snack. He knew they were just joking, but his paranoia had begun to kick in.

As he strode through the restaurant, he saw another pair of shrinkies in a dish at an unoccupied table – he assumed the occupants must have made a trip to the bathroom. He stopped for a second to look at the shrunken humans, both male. They were trying, unsuccessfully to scramble out of their dish, but the convex nature of it as well as it’s slippery nature confounded their efforts.

“Please, help us”, said one of them when he noticed the giant boy looking down at them.

“Yes, get us out of here”, said the other.

Pem deliberated for a few moments on what he should do before deciding it was not his problem. If he rescued the tiny men, what would he do with them? More likely, he would be caught and then be in trouble of stealing someone else’s food. Someone else’s food, he reiterated the thought in his mind. Oh my goodness, now I’m thinking of tiny humans as food. He had half a mind to just bolt out of the place, but the other side of his mind, the curious side, won out in the end.

Walking through the foyer, he passed a pretty blond attendant and entered the elevator, pressing the button for the third floor.

--

Pem was amazed at the spaciousness of the third floor. He had no problem finding the Virtual Vore ride as it was not far from the elevator exit. He could see some type of arena set some 50 feet away and in the distance, what appeared to be a large swimming pool and surrounding area. He made a mental note to check those places out after he looked into the ride.

Some minutes later, Pem was looking up at the huge face built into the wall. He had watched another person go on the ride, so he went up to the pretty brunette attendant, Carina, and inquired about the ride. He felt game to try it – perhaps it would give him some sense of what it was like to be swallowed and he could use it to further bond with Kylie.

“I like the idea of being shrunk”, he told Carina, “it really fascinates me. But the getting eaten part…”

“That’s understandable”, Carina said as she went over the waiver forms with him, “You won’t have to worry about getting shrunk down. It’s very rare. I’ve been working the ride all week and literally, no one has gotten shrunk. It’s like, less than one percent chance. I think it says in the document, there…”, she pointed to the verbiage on the form, “it’s actually a half percent chance.”

“Never tell me the odds”, Pem said in his best Han Solo impersonation. Seeing the girl’s confused look, he explained, “sorry, I’m a bit of a Star Wars nerd.”

“Whatever”, Carina sighed, still not understanding his comment. “So what brings you into the Dish if you’re not wanting to get eaten, if you don’t mind my asking?”

Pem told her of his schoolmate Kylie’s 21st birthday and how he wanted to help her celebrate. He went on to describe Kylie, her looks and mannerisms, how he wanted to impress her. Pem wasn’t sure why he was spilling his guts to a stranger, albeit a pretty one. Perhaps all that Confidence had gone to his head.

“You like her, don’t you?”, Carina asked after she’d heard him ramble on. Pem nodded shyly. “Are you sure you don’t want to get shrunk for her? I bet she would love that.”

Pem muttered beneath his breath, “Why does everyone want to see me get eaten?” He felt indignant.

Carina noticed his reaction. “Ok, Pem, let’s get you a ride and then we can get you back to her. Shall we?”

Pem agreed. He signed the form and paid the fee, and began stripping down. This was the one thing he hadn’t looked forward to. Though he was in relatively good shape, he was shy about showing his body to anyone, especially a female stranger. For whatever reason, he didn’t feel that bashful today. He finished stripping off his boxers and was told to put all his clothes in the dumbwaiter, where they would follow his down to the second level at the ride’s conclusion.

“Go ahead and step into the shower for a pre-rinse”, Carina instructed him. “I like your birthmark”, she said, pointing to his calf.

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Kylie was starving. She had hoped someone would have volunteered for her by now. Bethany had promised to buy her a shrinky as a present in the event no volunteer was forthcoming. Pem had been gone for some time and she was on the verge of giving in and asking Beth to buy her present when Scarlett came up to their table and said “Surprise!”.

She set a cupcake down in front of Kylie. The cupcake held 2 candles, with the numbers 2 and 1 to signify her age and both were lit. The 1 could be clearly seen to be a shrinky wrapped up in thin transparent material, it’s arms bound to it’s sides and legs inside the cupcake. On it’s head was a darker material, designed to protect it from the heat of the candle which was set on top of it.

“Happy birthday from us at Forbidden Dish!”, said Scarlett.

“That’s so sweet”, said Kylie. She felt tears forming in her eyes.

“Go ahead and make a wish”, giggled Bethany as she observed the cupcake closely.

Kylie took a moment and closed her eyes, thinking deeply, then blew out the candles. She took the shrinky from the cupcake, letting the candle fall to the side. “I’ve been waiting for this all day”, she said, and began to peel the wrapping on the shrinky.

“Oh, you don’t have to do that”, said Scarlett as she stood smiling at the table, “the material is edible.”

--

Pem tried to speak, but the material surrounding his face muffled his efforts. He couldn’t believe what was happening to him. During his Virtual Vore ride, he felt a flash of light all around and he felt a sense of nausea and dizziness as his body felt like it was being stretched and pulled in every direction. In reality, his bodily mass was inverting. He landed on something soft and when he opened his eyes, everything seemed on a huge scale. He felt a tremor as the ground beneath his feet shook and he lost his balance. The next thing he knew, he was being picked up into the air. It was the girl working the ride, only she was huge. She smiled down at him and said, “Hello handsome. I think I have just the spot for you.” Carina giggled and radio’d someone via her Walkie-Talkie to come pick him up, saying she had a special birthday present for a female patron in the restaurant named Kylie.

Against his struggles and protests, he had been dutifully cleaned and wrapped in some type of clear spongy material and stuck into an enormous cupcake.

As Kylie now picked him up, pinching him around his waist, it felt like the bottom dropped out of his stomach as he was rapidly lifted upwards towards her face.

It was at that moment that he heard another voice – Bethany’s voice. “Oooh, can I see him?” There was a pause and then Kylie mumbled “ok”, and he felt himself being gently placed into another pair of huge hands.

Once again, he was lifted rapidly, this time towards Bethany’s face. He saw, then felt what looked like a huge red moist muscle covered with saliva slop into him, massaging the front of his confined body. She had a strange gleam in her eye.

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“Mmm, he tastes gooood”, Beth exclaimed. She gave Kylie a look. “Would you mind if I have this one?”, she quickly added, “your order should be ready now. I got you a three-pack.”

Scarlett nearly scoffed at the girl’s request. How dare she ask for the treat that was bequeathed to the birthday girl? She was also aware of who the shrinky was, but she bit her tongue.

Kylie gave a glance towards Scarlett, weary of looking ungrateful. Still, her friend had bought her three little shrinkies and had none for herself. Kylie’s gracious side kicked in. “Um, ok. It was a real nice present”, Kylie said to Scarlett, not wanting to offend the waitress, “but Bittie hasn’t had anything to eat yet, so it’s probably best that she have that one.”

“Cool. We can eat them together”, Beth looked at Scarlett. “Can you bring out Kylie’s dish now?”

“Sure”, Scarlett replied, and abruptly turned and walked towards the kitchen. Kylie’s eyes followed the girl, hoping she was not offended.

With both Kylie and Scarlett’s attention diverted, Beth quietly slipped Pem’s body into her empty shot glass, his size taking up much of the small glass. Beth whispered down to Pem "here, you always wanted in my pants, so here's your chance." She pressed the glass up against her vulva.

Feeling the little man roll his body helplessly back and forth against her clit made Bethany let forth a belly laugh. It was funny seeing Pem all shrunken down. She had noticed the birthmark on the shrinky’s calf through the clear wrapping when Kylie had held it up. She’d seen the same birthmark during the semester at some group soccer and volleyball games. At first, she’d been surprised when she saw it on Kylie’s shrinky, but quickly pivoted into her bold ask.

She wasn’t aware of the circumstances which resulted in Pem getting himself shrunk down, but like other males who’d been gifted to Kylie, she suspected he had simply given in to the urges to get swallowed by her. Such things were inevitable, she reasoned. It wouldn’t be right to let Kylie swallow the boy.

Kylie gave her a look. “Where’s the shrinky?”

Beth pointed to her mouth, indicating she had already swallowed it.

“Already?”, Kylie asked, surprised, “I thought we were gonna eat them together?”

Beth shrugged, cocking her head and giving her a smirk. She lied, “Couldn’t help it. I was starving.”

As they waited for her shrinky dish to arrive, Kylie dug into her chocolate cupcake.

--

Pem was taken off guard by Bethany’s asking for him. Did she recognize him? He was sure that Kylie hadn’t. He didn’t know what to think or know whether he could trust the girl who was so protective of her friend and with which he’d had a tenuous relationship. He knew that she was aware of his crush on Kylie and seemed resentful of that. These thoughts were going through his mind when Bethany put him into her empty glass, brought him below table level and whispered to him. She had briefly cupped the top of the glass and he almost retched at the speed of the sudden movement. He realized an instant later what she had meant when his face was pressed up high up against her shaved vaginal lips. It was an interesting sight to be sure and the odor was pervasive, though it was not fetid in any way. In fact, there was a sweetness to it – he realized she was clearly aroused and the flesh felt moist and clammy against his body as he rolled about, trying to get free of his bonds.

For how long the girl planned to keep him in this position, he knew not. But at least, he hadn’t been eaten, and he was thankful for that. And with Kylie’s aborted attempt at peeling away the wrapping, she had inadvertently given him an inroads for freeing himself. With a grunt, he freed one of his hands. That’s a start, he muttered, and it gave him hope.

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Bethany giggled as Kylie picked up her first shrinky, a tiny boy, and gave it a lick. Below the table, Pem had begun squirming more desperately. She was happy she decided to go commando for her visit as it made things much more convenient. And she was thrilled at the little naughty subterfuge that she was performing without her friend’s (or anyone else’s) knowledge who sat just feet away across the table. Though Pem wasn’t her first shrinky, it was the first one she actually knew and had conversations with, and it made things more real. She had viewed the others simply as exotic food, but Pem had shared his dreams and aspirations with Kylie who had relayed them to her. Seeing him all tiny had just made her feel tingly all over. “Wait Ky, let me film this for posterity.” With her free hand, she pulled out her phone and turned the video recording on.

Waiting for Bethany to begin her video, Kylie licked the shrinky a few more times up it’s front before she took it into her mouth, feeling the warmth of it’s body, it’s fragile ribcage. She used her tongue to swirl around the shrinky’s abdomen, noting the hardness which had begun to swell there. She loved it’s taste, supplemented with the chocolate residue left over from the cupcake. “Mmmm”, she said, swishing it around within her mouth.

“Can I feel him?”, Beth asked Kylie as she looked like she was about to swallow. She moved her hand to Kylie’s neck.

Kylie nodded affirmatively as her cheeks bulged, “yahoom”, she mumbled around the shrinky’s body.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Ky”, teased Bethany.

Kylie smiled as she swallowed the tiny traveler. Beth saw the outline of the squirming lump and felt it’s body as it slowly passed against and under the palm of her hand down Kylie’s neck. It was a strange feeling – intimate, almost sensual, as she could discern certain body parts and that the shrinky was descending head-first. Kylie immediately felt a light fluttering in her belly and she closed her eyes, as she was in pure bliss. Afterwards, Beth looked up and took note of the length of Kylie’s savoring – she would need to time things well.

Kylie’s eyes slowly fluttered open and her mouth broke into a big grin. She had enjoyed the shrinky immensely and though she looked forward to the next two with eagerness, there was nothing like the experience of the first shrinky of the evening. As she looked towards her dish, she heard the shrinky, a girl who looked to be close to her age, yelling up at her and gesturing wildly. She moved her head closer to hear the little one.

“You bitch! How could you? How could you eat him?!”, the tiny girl shouted.

Kylie was dumbstruck for a moment. “What?”

“You just ate my twin brother”, said the tiny girl pointedly.

“That was your brother? Well, he wanted to be eaten, didn’t he?”, Kylie asked.

“Hell no he didn’t. Didn’t you see him trying to get away and screaming at you?”

Kylie paused. She hadn’t really paid much attention to the tiny boy she’d just eaten as she had concentrated on licking him and by the time she went to eat him, he’d been saturated in her saliva. She felt a pang of guilt. Did I really just eat someone who didn’t want to be eaten? This was a new experience for her as all the previous shrinkies she had eaten had all been willingly shrunk and wanted to be eaten (or so she thought). Her body shivered. “B..but, if he didn’t want to get eaten, why did he allow himself to get shrunk down?”, she asked meekly.

“It’s his fault”, the tiny girl responded, pointing at the other shrinky in the bowl, a male youth who Kylie noted looked very excited, because his tiny cock sprouted upwards in a banana shape. He had a sheepish grin on his face. The girl continued, “…my brother’s idiot friend convinced us to play a game of Shrinky Maze Runner. He told us it would be safe, but we didn’t realize until we got captured that they weren’t going to resize us.”

Kylie felt bad. She didn’t like the idea of eating a person who didn’t want to be eaten…but having watched the woman at the neighboring table eat a female shrinky had made her want for her own shrunken girl to eat. In fact, it had consumed her thoughts since she’d witnessed the voring. There was even a hidden yearning which wondered what it must have felt like to be so small and get eaten as erotically as it had looked from her vantage point. It was these conflicting urges which were going through her mind when Scarlett returned with Bethany’s next shot, a ‘Puckerbutt Peach’, setting it on the table beside her.

“Um, miss…”, Kylie began, trying politely to get the waitress’ attention.

“Scarlett”.

“Miss Scarlett, I was wondering. Hmmm, do you have any more shrunken women? This, uh, little one doesn’t want to be eaten. What’s your name, little girl?”

“Becky. Becky Thomasin. My brother’s name was Marc”, the tiny girl sobbed, tempering her anger.

“No. I’m sorry. She was the last female we had in stock”, Scarlett responded, explaining “We just don’t get too many females most nights.”

"Just eat her, Ky", insisted Beth.

Kylie felt torn on what to do. She didn’t want to eat anybody who didn’t want to be eaten, but she really had her heart set on trying one and she was feeling a bit peckish. She looked around to see if anyone was watching, then quickly popped the girl into her mouth.

“Whoa, wait, eep…”, squeaked the tiny girl as she was thrust into the huge mouth. She was caught completely off guard, thinking the girl had shown some remorse at voring her brother.

Kylie swirled the girl about within her mouth, her tongue slathering across the swell of the girl’s breasts before slinking between her legs, tasting her, before flipping her over and swiping across her backside, noting her girlish curves. She looked around to make sure no one else was watching before – ‘Ulp’, ‘Glrch’, she gulped the girl down.

Bethany watched her friend hastily swallow the little girl and observed the after effects – as usual, Kylie closed her eyes and savored her snack. After several moments of silence, she asked, “So….how was she?”

“Ahem”, Kylie coughed, then whispered across the table as though she didn’t want anyone to hear, “She was pretty good, I guess. I think I ate her too quick. I don’t know why, but I got really nervous, like others were watching me.”

Bethany laughed. “You feel guilty, don’t you? For eating that girl? Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.” She crossed her heart.

“Thanks Bittie. You’re the best”, Kylie said, rolling her eyes with relief. Her vision scanned across the remaining shrinky which she had almost forgotten about. “How about you? You won’t tell anyone, will you?”

“No ma’am”, the shrinky replied.

Kylie noticed the tiny guy had lost none of his enthusiasm. He sported quite an erection. “I suppose you don't want to be eaten either?"

But the boy should his head, "No, I do, I do. I want to be eaten."

Kylie wanted to make sure. She gave him a pointed look. "But weren’t you with the ones I just ate and they didn't want it."

“Yes, but it was my idea to come here. I’ve been into vore since I was just a kid”, he replied.

Kylie narrowed her eyes to focus on him. He looked like a kid now, she thought, and was looking up at her with little doe eyes. “How old are you? What’s your name?”

 “Eighteen”, he replied, his hands on his hips as he proudly displayed his body for her. “My name is Geoff. And I’m very pleased to meet you.”

“I see”, Kylie chuckled, “And how come your friends changed their minds?”

“Well, er…”, the shrinky stammered.

“You tricked them, didn’t you?”, Bethany stated. She had been listening quietly to the conversation. The little guy didn’t respond, but Beth started giggling.

"Why are you laughing? That's mean", Kylie said, slightly disturbed by her friend.

“Sorry, you’re right”, Beth replied, cutting off her giggles, but having trouble wiping away her smile. “But think of it this way, Ky. You did re-unite the siblings.”

After she’d eaten the girl, Kylie had begun to have doubts about the integrity of Forbidden Dish. She wasn't sure if she should continue eating with her conscience beginning to get to her.

Seeing the doubt creeping in on Kylie’s demeanor, Beth urged her on, “Why don’t you send the boy on his way to meet up with his friends while they’re still kicking? It’s bound to be a live meeting.”

Kylie had to admit that did sound like a good reason. And he both did look tasty and excited to be eaten. She plucked up the tiny boy and moved him towards her lips, “Come here, you.” She licked the boy twice up his front and sniffed him. She was back to enjoying this. “You smell and taste like a little hot dog. You’re like a cocktail wiener without the barbecue sauce”, she proclaimed, then put him in her mouth and swallowed down his squirming form.

Geoff really enjoyed the girl’s licks – he was hoping for more and was surprised by the swiftness of the giant girl’s actions as he was sent barreling headfirst down her throat with eyes wide. Kylie closed her eyes and concentrated on the commotion happening deep within her.

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Pem was drunk on the intoxicating aroma – Bethany was extremely turned on and was releasing pheromones – at his size, the scent was overwhelming and it made him extremely horny. He was also very sticky, the girl’s juices mixing with the moisture remaining in the glass to coat his whole body. Thankfully, he had finally freed himself from his wrappings, but the steady pressure applied by the girl’s fingers on the shot glass that contained him meant that he was nestled in the girl’s trimmed pubic hairs.

Presently, there was a release of air pressure and for a moment, Pem was given a respite of fresh air and light. But it was only an instant as he was violently splashed into the contents of another shot glass.

--

With Kylie’s attention diverted, Bethany took the opportunity to take a sip of her new Puckerbutt Peach shot, careful to leave some liquid remaining. She then brought the shot below the table and, with a quick slip of the wrist, brought up the shot with Pem in it. She had to move quick so as not to allow the shrinky to fall out – she brought the two shots together, then upended Pem into the new shot.

She had an impish look on her face as she let Pem collect his senses for a moment, then removed the empty shot glass which had functioned as a lid, whispering “I know I said I was kidding when I said I’d drink you under the table…mmm, but I wasn’t. Bottoms up.” She took him in head-first.

“Just wait…”, Pem had tried to say when he was unceremoniously pushed between the moist, lush lips and greeted with an abundance of her salivary fluids as his body became saturated.

He was swirled about within the tropical confines of Beth’s mouth for several moments before his body was lifted up momentarily, then dropped into a tight cavity. He tried with all his might to free his torso and gain space, but it was to no avail. Had he chosen to take pleasure from the activity, there was plenty to be had, but his survival instincts took precedent and he had been literally scared stiff. How could she do this to him…and in front of Kylie, no less?

As he was in Beth’s throat, for a moment, he was reminded of a time when he was a young boy several years ago and at the swimming pool of one of his friends, when the older sister thought it would be fun to dunk him in front of her girl friends. Being several years older and much bigger than he was, he remembered feeling almost helpless and a sense of dread. Only this was worse. Much, much worse. He wasn’t going to eventually gain a reprieve. No, this was final. If he didn’t find a way to get out of this, there would simply be no more Pem. In that instant, deep in thought, he felt his body stretched out and then squelched rapidly down the tight well-lubricated tunnel. He was going down.

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Beth brought her hand to her throat and felt her laryngeal prominence bob as she swallowed the shrinky. It felt exactly as the shrinky had felt in Kylie’s throat.  She had actually gobbled Pem all up. He’d be digested and absorbed into her. She had consumed him. “That’s wild”, she muttered with a smirk. She felt a primal thrill at having eaten the boy. That he had been completely at her mercy and could do nothing to stop it gave her a feeling, a sense of great empowerment. That she had done so in the unaware presence of Kylie tickled her naughty streak. She knew she’d be thinking about it later when she was all alone in bed.

Beth lifted her head back above the table just in time to see Kylie let out a long burp which rose in volume, “Bwaaaaaaaaaap", surprising both Beth and herself. Kylie looked around to see if there was anyone staring at her. Thankfully, there wasn't. "Geez, those little ones are stirring up a lot of air in my tummy." She put both hands to the sides of her stomach and gave it a good squeeze and shake, "settle down", she said, as if she were scolding those within.

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Back at the Virtual Vore ride, Carina smiled to herself about the birthday gift she’d had delivered. In her own mischievous way, she enjoyed bringing potential lovebirds together. Certainly, he has been devoured by now, she thought. She had momentarily thought of eating the boy herself when he’d surprisingly been shrunk, but the fact that she wasn’t hungry helped her decision. She had made it a habit to eat a light meal just prior to coming in for her shift. Working the Virtual Vore ride didn’t lend itself to much opportunity for eating shrinkies.

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