It did indeed get easier after the first. After a moment of confusion at what had just occurred. Kate was quickly reminded both of her hunger and the rising excitement of the situation. Somehow she was not thinking at all. It was as if some baser instincts had taken over. Instincts only interested in predation and sex.

Steph and Beka looked on with mild amusement as Kate reached for the half eaten hotdog that held two trapped men captive atop it. Kate let her eyes focus on the teeth marks she had left before. Just above that she watched the two tiny specs she knew were men balancing carefully on the unavoidably phallic looking food item. They were running for their lives towards the other end of the hotdog. Not caring at all how perverse the gesture looked she slowly brought the hotdog to her mouth and let a good portion drift inside before biting down. Her teeth sliced cleanly through the meat and bread as her lips closed on it. She chewed the mouthful as she brought the hotdog up to eye level and saw the two men cowering on the last bite. Feeling a rush of childish cruelty she chewed with her mouth open letting the two morsels witness the mouthful being masticated. Pieces of chewed meet and soggy bread mixing with saliva as her tongue pushed it around her mouth. The sounds were loud and disgusting even to her so they must be terrifying to the little guys. The two girls sitting across the table giggle as she finishes chewing and swallows. The large lump moves down her throat to bury the little man already waiting in her gut. She washes it down with a gulp of milk and eyes the last piece of hotdog. Ketchup. That’s what it needs. She takes a finger and dips it in the mound of ketchup. She swirls it around and then brings the finger up to her face. A tiny person utterly covered in the tomato paste squirms in the red stuff. She smears the condiment along the remaining length of the hotdog and sucks her finger clean. Now three men terrified beyond belief and nearly too small even to be seen, struggle on top of the last inch of hotdog. Kate unceremoniously tilts her head back and drops the hotdog in. She chews and swallows smiling at Steph and Beka.

By now the lunchroom was pretty much empty except for the three girls and a student employee who was wiping down tables near them.

“How did it taste?” Beka asked quietly.

Kate didn’t respond immediately. Her eyes were glazed and unfocused. She was lost in a rush of physical and mental euphoria. She let her lips part enjoying the quickened rhythm of her breathing. She ran her tongue along the inside of her mouth, searching, making sure that she had indeed swallowed them. Her idle hand moving of its own volition brushed fingertips against her lips. Then traced it’s way down her neck and between her breasts imagining the tiny men’s descent. Her conscience tugged at her, but oddly enough it seemed a distant and unimportant guilt compared to the rush that continued to excite her.

“She’s probably had enough.” Said Beka as she reached for Kate’s tray.

Beka picked up the spoon and eyed the last survivor. The tiny man was clinging to the side of a blueberry in a sea of yogurt. Beka couldn’t help but laugh. “I bet your friends were real tasty.” She smiled and lowered the spoon into the yogurt swirling it idly as she talked to the tiny thing.

“Seeing as this is your last moment alive I’d try and make the most of it.” Beka took a spoonful of yogurt from the side and slowly licked the spoon clean.

As Beka was swallowing a bite of yogurt Steph reached back pulled hair blonde hair up, leaned in real close to the tray and spoke playfully with the terrified man. “Why don’t you find that tiny prick of yours and give it a good rub? I just love it when a man cums in my mouth.”

***

Bobby was irrational. At a certain point when reality is tested to it’s limit the psyche can’t handle it. The mind, like any other part of a person, has its breaking point. Bobby’s breaking point lay somewhere between when he realized he was an eight of inch tall and watching one of his friends get eaten… intentionally.

Bobby laid on his back on top of a blueberry much larger than himself. He was naked and covered in thick yogurt breathing in short quick breaths. He watched in amazement as the last bite of hotdog carrying three more of his friends was chewed and swallowed. For a moment he thought that the giant girls had forgotten him. Maybe they would just leave the tray and he could try and escape.

At his size nothing seemed like a solution but one thing he was sure of is he didn’t want to be eaten.

The whole world shifted beneath him as the gigantic red headed girl slid the tray across the table. She looked directly at him. And spoke words too loud and powerful for him to understand. Bobby watched as a huge spoon dipped into the yogurt a hundred feet from where he was. It began pushing forward shifting hundreds of tons of yogurt with it as the redhead’s hand slowly manipulated the huge object. Then with a slurping noise it pulled free of the yogurt and drifted up to the woman’s waiting mouth.

Bobby began praying furiously that this was just some really fucked up dream as the Giantess ran her tongue along the spoon scooping truckloads of yogurt into her cavernous mouth. Then another goddess took notice of him. This was the girl whose hand he was just trapped in. Her blue grey eyes were disturbingly intense. She pulled her blonde hair back and her face lowered towards him. Bobby couldn’t help but stare at her pink lips, at his normal size he would of killed just to touch them. But now they are terrifying in their size and purpose.

Her eyes locked on him as she slowly enunciated for his benefit. Her thundering words echoing in the confines of the bowl.

“Why don’t you find that tiny prick of yours and give it a good rub? I just love it when a man cums in my mouth.”

Bobby, whose sense of sanity was long gone, stupidly obliged. The thundering words sounded much more like a command than an invitation. He already hurt with instinctual arousal that refused to ebb despite how scared he was.

He watched as the mile tall girls put on a show for him. The two huge women slowly bringing their lips together in a passionate and very staged kiss. Soft pink lips pressing together as powerful and curious tongues danced between. The redhead’s hand appeared and moved up the blonde’s bright red shirt. It found a mountain sized handful of breast and fondled it in rhythm to their embrace. They parted and The Blonde looked down at him again squinting to see him better.

“I think he’s enjoying it.” Her thunderous voice, loud but feminine, filled his ears.

She took both of her breasts in her hands playing with them through the thin red t-shirt. Bobby's hand quickened as the Blonde Leaned forward letting the shadow of her breasts fall over the lunch tray and Bobby. He could sense their tremendous weight as they shifted above him. Then the blonde let her mountainous c cups fall on the edge of the table. Her left tit knicked the edge of the tray only an inch from where Bobby was trapped. The full impact of the pair caused an earthquake that sent Bobby sliding into the creamy yogurt sea. He struggled against the creamy stuff trying to grab hold of the blueberry he was perched on. He fought his way back up just in time to see a huge finger slide into the yogurt and sweep right towards him. It was so large he could distinguish every line of her fingerprint right before it hit him. It pushed past the blueberry he was clinging to pulling him up and away. He was flying through the air, wind whistling in his ears, still holding his erection in one hand. What was in front of him was a mouth. The redheads pink lips glistening wet from another girl’s saliva. The lips pulled apart revealing a hungry cavern beyond. The finger he was stuck to advanced slowly towards the parted lips. Her breath was warm and strong flowing past him like a strong sea breeze.

This is it.

Then suddenly he was inside. It was too dark to see anything. He was pushed off the finger and landed in a pool of spit. This is it. He thought to himself. She would swallow and then that would be it.

He felt the surface he was on shift beneath his feet. She’s swallowing he thought. Then suddenly bright light flooded in. He looked towards it’s source and saw out of her open mouth. Beyond it was another set of lips. Oh god they’re kissing. Bobby felt the tongue he was on press forward and then suddenly hit another. He slid off as another curious tongue felt for him. He was pressed between them as they snaked over each other. Then he was rushing forward again sliding out into the light as he hit the soft lower lip of the other girl. He was instantly covered in the brightpink lipgloss that coated the soft cliff he was on. Looking down he saw straight down past her chin to the rise of her breasts beneath her red t-shirt and further down still a hand worked casually between her thighs. He looked up just in time to see the Redhead’s mouth approaching. He rolled out of the way just as her front teeth playfully bit the lip he was laying on. The bright white teeth twenty five feet tall pressed against the soft lip sliding on the pink lip gloss. Then the teeth parted and her tongue pressed forward again. Without a moment to react he was assaulted again as his soaked naked form was once again the center of the girls attention, each fighting for his barely perceivable tiny body.

It was a game to them. They each passed him back and forth like a piece of gum. At first it was gentle and slow but the arduous girls soon started to become too rough. Then, with the sounds of the aroused women’s moans filling his ears, a winner was declared. Bobby rolled past bright white teeth onto an eager tongue and into a current of spit. He was being pursued by another curious tongue when gravity shifted and sent him slipping towards a dark throat. As Bobby accidentally slid towards the back of the Blonde’s mouth. He arched his back and climaxed. With her uvula dancing above him he fell over the edge and slid down her throat in a waterfall of saliva.

***

“Where’d he go?” Beka cooed in a slightly upset voice.

“I think I swallowed him.” Steph frowned. She felt around her mouth for him with her tongue.

“Lucky.” Beka pouted.

Steph picked up the glass of milk off the tray and downed the entire glass.

“What are you doing that for?” Kate asked quietly.

“It builds strong bones… and it also neutralizes the acid in your stomach. That way the little prick in there can hold out a little longer. I like the feeling of having him inside me. Of course the movement of my stomach walls will probably crush him before the acid or lack of air does.” Steph smirked proudly displaying the milk mustache before wiping it off.

“She’s a biology major. I think she gets off on the whole gastrological thing.” Beka said.

Steph continued aiming to playfully gross out Beka. “And in an hour or two regardless he‘ll get pushed into the short intestine and then the large intestine and then the rectum where he and a couple others will get to be dropped off at the pool.”

“Fuck you. You are messed up in the head.” Beka flipped her off.

“Others?” Kate asked. Her voice sounded distant and shaky. “How many others?”

“A few.” Steph smiled her hand placed lovingly on her flat belly.

“I think I’m going to be sick.” Kate stood up suddenly looking pale. She started towards the ladies room as Beka and Steph followed.

The stall door flew open as Kate held her gut and began heaving. Both hands hit the toilet seat and she leaned forward. She threw up just as Beka arrived and held her hair back. After a long minute of regurgitation she leaned back against the stall breathing heavily. Steph stood just outside and peaked her head in.

“Something you ate didn’t agree with you.” Steph laughed.

“Shut up.” Beka held Kate. “The first time is always the hardest. But you didn’t do anything wrong, okay? Those guys didn’t deserve to live.” She patted her back.

Steph stepped over them and crouched by the toilet. “It always smells like Orange juice. That always weirded me out. I used to be a practicing bulimic until I figured out what it did to you esophagus. The citrus smell is just a variety of acids.” Steph looked inside the toilet bowel.

“Could you spare us the lecture right now? Kate’s not feeling well.” Beka slowly stood Kate up and took her towards the door. “Let’s get you back to your dorm for a minute.”

They slowly walked out leaving Steph alone in the girl’s bathroom.

“I’m sorry guys. It’s a real waste for you to die like this. Half digested in a women’s restroom. Nothing really romantic about that. At least your friend will get to take the full ride. A portion of him will be a portion of me. Weird huh?”

She flushed the toilet.