When Luke woke up the last thing he remembered was Ed’s mom, Heather, disappearing in the blink of an eye. His eyes felt heavy as he lifted himself up. As he got up he noted that his environment was entirely alien to him. Large blue pillars sprouted around him, like a forest of blue trees without leaves. The ringing in his ears was finally subsiding as he heard something loud in the distance. The sound of a door opening, only 10x louder, followed by a mysterious voice announcing itself scared Luke as he was trapped in this strange blue forest. That’s when he heard the figure’s large footsteps coming closer. Luke desperately ran through the blue trees in the opposite direction of the approaching booms of whatever was approaching. As Luke ran, he looked up to be shocked at the beyond colossal figure walking. He wasn’t even skyscraper height; Luke’s best friend Ed was now so tall that he couldn’t help but stop in his tracks and stare at the god that entered the room. His voice suddenly boomed as he got close to the ginormous table, saying “Ohh, cake. And hot dogs. Mmm Mmm Mmm, mom sure knows how to make me happy”, followed by “Well since no one’s here I suppose no one would mind me taking one of these puppy’s”. That’s when Luke realized his shrunken situation. The large blue pillars around him were the strands of the carpet. Luke’s mind turned to Heather, Amber, Isabel, Emily, and Oliver. If he was shrunk by that strange event, maybe they were as well.  If he was shrunken and placed on the floor nearby where he was, Luke reasoned that everyone else would be close to where they were standing while the event took place. But he couldn’t run toward the table, and risk being stepped in by Ed. He looked forward and saw his only opportunity ahead of him. Climbing the couch and getting his Ed’s attention on him. 

Luke ran as fast as he could through the forest-like carpet. He was, fortunately, able to walk in between most of the carpet strands or climb over some to get some distance. He heard Ed sit down and start to eat the hot dogs on the table behind him. He had no idea of the situation Ed was putting Emily through as he ran but was clear-minded in his goal to get noticed. It took Luke less time than he thought to get to the base of the couch. Luckily for him, the flap on the couches back that covered up the space the legs of it reached all the way to the floor, giving ed something to start the climb on. The couch was surprisingly easy to climb for Luke. Unlike Ed, who didn’t get much exercise and didn’t eat the healthiest, Luke was in the football team in his collage. Being rather fit and trained, he grabbed hold of every loose fiber he could and began to make quick progress up the large backside of the couch. As he got some distance up the couch, he heard Ed let out a large belch, followed by him saying  “Hmm, is that a bug in my hot dog? Ah well, more protein for me I suppose. So what do you say bug, ready to be my food?” Ed said to what he thought was only himself, “It’s only the natural order of things. You become my food, then my poop so you can fertilize the plants that feed bugs like you.” Luke had never heard Ed say anything like this before and was rather creeped out by the merry tone he said it in. That’s when his mind jumped to a conclusion. He remembered Emily being rather close to the plate of hot dogs when she more than likely shrink. Luke craned his head to see his humongous friend put the last bite of a hot dog in his mouth in the far distance. He swore he could hear the chewing from where he was as he feared the worst for Emily. But he couldn’t give up hope. He shook the fear from his mind and continued the climb. 

As Luke ascended the old couch, slowly but surely making progress toward the center, behind him Edward had got off the dining room chair and started to walk toward him. Luke didn’t want to get spotted by Ed while climbing, for it was unlikely he wouldn’t mistake him for a bug. But then again, he might just smush him regardless if he gets to the couch. Luke was having second thoughts on his plan as he saw the giant walk to the front side of the couch. After a few moments, and Ed muttering to himself about the beer on the table and his pants he sat down. As the humongous man fell on the couch, it shook slightly to him. But to Luke, the sudden shift almost knocked him off, and he held on only barely. He looked down and realized that if he fell from here, he’d either be dead or close to it. Instead of getting scared, Luke merely doubled his pace and cast fear to the wind. His only chance of surviving at all was getting recognized by Ed. It was either that or hide for the rest of his life as a bug, which wouldn’t be long on the floor. As he got closer to the top he heard a disgusting noise bellow from the couch and knew that Ed had just passed some gas. While he was around people, Ed was a very polite person. He would never fart casually around even his closest friends. But it would seem that while he was alone, not only did he let’em rip, and even boasted about his wind after passing it, noting that it was a ‘good one’ to himself. Luke couldn’t help but laugh at the situation he was in. The same giant that he knew so well, and respected as a person could just as easily make him meet his maker. And yet he just laughs at his own bodily function for fun. Luke thought to himself that if he survives this, it’d be one hell of a story. 

The tiny man had just about reached the top of the couch as he heard Ed start to talk again. “Am I sitting on something? Boy, whatever’s under me better love my smell, cause I’m not getting up,” “Oh god, Oliver!” said Luke between heavy breaths as he reached the peak of the couch. Running forward he got a good view of Ed as he leaned his body forward. PPPPPFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTBLTBTLBLTBLTPBLRPBPPRRT, his ass trumpeted while Luke got a good view. Amber and Luke always got along quite well, and he couldn’t help but think the worst as he remembered where she was when they shrunk. He looked at the other two cushions hoping to see her tiny body jumping up and down or even unconscious. A tear escaped Lukes’s eye, partly from the distant stench of the horrid gas that was released, but also for who Luke assumed was under Ed’s massive butt. Then Luke was frightened as Ed slowly arose from the couch and turned around. Luke ducked in fear, getting on his stomach and looking ahead. He wasn’t so sure about this anymore, as getting spotted by Ed would probably kill him faster than him trying to hide. He looked at Ed’s hand as it reached toward the ground and picked something up. His heart dropped as he saw a small figure in between his fingers. From this distance, he saw Amber’s dark skin and black curly hair.  “You’re a weird-looking bug. Four legs, never seen a bug with only four. Maybe you lost the other two?” announced Ed in a curious tone, followed by “Well since you already suffered my gas, I suppose I should show you mercy. It’ll be slow, but merciful. I figure since you already lost two legs, you wouldn’t mind losing a few more?” Luke lost it and started screaming as he heard the sadistic words escape Ed’s mouth. “ED! DON’T DO IT, IT’S AMBER!” he yelled. But his words weren’t heard as Ed’s other hand approached the bug in his grasp. Luke could only watch as he saw his friend’s arm get torn off in the distance. Tears fell down his face while he watched, he started bawling. Sadness turned into disgust as he saw Ed mangle the tiny limb in his fingers, proceeding to grab another and follow the same process. “YOU MONSTER!” he screamed as his friend tore apart his other friend. 

Luke couldn’t bear watching anymore and looked away from the gruesome scene ahead of him. He didn’t understand why he was put in this horrid situation, and couldn’t help but hope this was all some sort of sick dream. He looked back to see Ed put his bloody fingers in his mouth and chew up the stolen limbs, followed by him announcing his plan to throw the ‘bug’ down the toilet. The cruelty just wouldn’t stop, and Luke knew what that meant. He always thought the Miller family’s policy of not flushing until someone goes #2 was smart, but for Amber, it was an awful fate. Then Isabel’s face flashed in his mind, and he realized that she must still be in there. The huge shadow of Ed walked by the couch towards the bathroom in a quick fashion as Luke pondered these things. Luke stood up, listening in as his friend walked toward the latrine. Luke heard nothing but a few muffled words coming from Ed in the bathroom. The tiny man ran toward the edge of the couch and waited for Ed to return. He heard the bathroom door slam shut and started to jump and dance. In his mind, Luke begged the universe for Ed to see him and actually give a close look. The moment came as  Ed turned the corner. All seemed well as Luke jumped and hollered. He saw the huge man’s eyes lock onto him. “ED! IT’S LUKE! PLEASE NOTICE ME, PLEASE!” he screamed passionately. The giant drew closer, almost in slow motion toward the tiny bugman on the couch. Luke looked up in awe and fear as the shadow of the colossus was cast over him. “IT’S ME, LUKE!” he jumped and screamed as loudly as his little body willed. For a moment, time stood still as the giant had no response. Then, without a moment’s notice, the humongous giant bent over him and his face lowered. Luke peered directly above him and screamed at the horrendous sight above him.

The tiny man could only drop his jaw in sheer disbelief as he saw the humongous door that was Ed’s mouth open up and quietly moan “ahhhhh”. Very warm breath washed all over the small helpless man as the giant happily moaned. His breath was foul, smelling of freshly eaten hot dogs and piss beer. Closer and closer the dark maw drew as Luke was just standing there. Only in the last moments did his fight or flight kick in, but it was far too late. Just as he started to book it, his vision was suddenly blackened. In a matter of half a second Luke’s world turned upside down. He felt the giant’s lips clamp down on his legs, then the head lifted causing Luke to go through heavy vertigo. As the giant put the little bug in his mouth and rested his head back on his shoulders, he started to suck on his little catch. Luke was in a moist, smelly cave, his back being tickled by the small bumps on his friend’s tongue. Suddenly Luke was smashed in between two walls, as an immense pressure was put upon him. He felt the sucking power all around him, absorbing his flavor and making his blood rush to his head. A loud moan was hummed from the giant’s throat, “Mmmmm”. Luke couldn’t believe his fate, as he was being suckled and tasted by his best friend. He tried to move, just to be flipped by the tongue below him in a violent flash. All of a sudden Luke was laying on his stomach, and the sucking began once more. Once again the giant hummed, causing Lukes’s eardrums to burst as the loud noise echoed in the dank cave. To Ed, he was just humming as he got some stuff from the kitchen. But to Luke, it was an unrelenting noise, causing his ears to bleed. After many more minutes of this, the cave’s entrance finally re-opened.

The tiny in the man’s mouth didn’t even have enough time to contemplate the change in lighting as he was grabbed by the leg and pulled out. Luke was completely helpless as he was dragged across the bumpy surface and returned to fresh air. As he opened and adjusted his eyes he saw the man he once thought to be his friend staring at him with a rather blank expression. He saw that he was once again sitting on the couch, and had put something heavy on the table that landed with a thud. Luke coughed out some of the foreign salivae in his mouth as he began to yell, “IT’S ME! ED, IT’S ME, LUKE! WHY DON’T YOU RECOGNIZE ME?”. As the tiny man thrashed around Ed picked something up from the table and put in is his other hand. Luke saw the hand come into his peripheral vision and noticed it was holding a massive shot glass, well average-sized in comparison to the huge giant. Then Luke was suddenly lowered. He looked down and saw the wooden table was his destination. But he was dropped from a high distance and started to fall. He screamed as he was dropped a few inches above the table. As he flailed throughout the air he landed on his right side as he impacted the table. When Luke’s shoulder hit the hard wooden surface it cracked and snapped in a painful manner. The small Manbug yelped in pain and writhed around in agony upon impact. Then a strange object had fallen around him, followed by a loud thud.  Looking up, Luke saw a heavily distorted vision of the giant man in front of him. He looked at his feet to see what had happened. He realized he was jailed by the giant shot glass. The distorted colossus reached back down at the table, grabbed another shot glass as well as a bottle of Fireball. Luke watched as the giant meticulously poured the tasty liquid into the glass ahead of him. 

Luke writhed in pain while on his back, looking up at the strange wavy reflection ahead. Abruptly, the giant man drew his face closer to the dwarf in the flask. Getting rather close before opening his humongous mouth. Luke could only see a wavy image of the giant’s cavern, but it was enough to remind him he didn’t want to go back. After a few breaths fogging the glass, the giant retracted his head a little and put the shot glass to his lips, then quickly sending the liquid down his throat. Luke’s eyes tailed the lump trailing down the man’s throat and got shivers. He attempted to move his arm and shoulder to only get a painful response. As Luke grimaced at his pain he didn’t get a chance to see the humongous hand shadowing over him. All at once the world flipped upside down as the man took the flipped over the shot glass and put it on its bottom, with the bug inside. Luke’s world was spinning as he landed once again, this time on the chilled glass surface. The glass below him was extremely cold to the touch, giving Luke a shock of pain and goosebumps up his spine. He used his unbroken arm to prop himself up, finally finding the willpower to do so. Peering up, the tiny man watched as the giant poured another shot into the glass he previously used. Luke had a bad feeling of where this was going and only got more clues as the giant once again made direct eye contact with Luke as he downed the shot. All asudden the giant got very close to Luke as he stood in the glass,  and opened his maw. Luke closed his eyes, fearing the worst, but was instead met with a very warm gust of wind. “Ahhhh”, the giant let out a warm breath directly onto the tiny bug. As soon as the wind subsided, Luke was met with an extremely peculiarly bad smell. The mixture of hot dogs, beer, and fresh whiskey was enough to make Luke feel rather lightheaded. His vision faded slightly and he fell to the ground coughing as the smell lingered. Then once again a shadow loomed, but this time it was a different object. 

When Luke looked up once more, barely holding his lunch back from the smell of the large man’s mere breath, he saw that he had some sort of paper index card in his hand. Luke was very skeptical of what he was doing, using his legs to scoot himself against the glass wall. Abruptly, the giant man’s fingers wrapped around the glass and lifted it up. Luke slid across the chilly surface as his glass jail cell was lifted into the air at breakneck speed. He was once again met with the monsterous mouth that likely chewed and swallowed his own sister. Luke winced at the sight of the giant’s cheeks expanding. The paper, the glass, it was coming together in Luke’s mind. He was about to get gassed to death. The giant’s mouth got close, right above the glass and released a thundering 5-second belch. Luke’s minuscule body was pushed down by the wind as it flew past. But that wasn’t the worst part. As soon as the air touched his nostrils Luke started to thrash around in agony of the putrid smell. After just a moment of the stink being there, Luke puked on himself. That’s when the paper was placed over the glass, sealing the vile air in with the bug. Luke couldn’t open his eyes to see Ed staring at him happily as he squirmed. The tiny manbug puked again, and then again shortly afterward. The smell only got worse by the second as it fermented the glass. Luke couldn’t possibly bear this torture. He threw up once more followed by dry heaving. He was shivering heavily, both from the cold temperature and the sickening sensation. The tiny boy was heaving for fresh air, but only found heavy, smelly gas trapped within the chamber. Mercifully the paper was lifted before he could suffocate in the glass. Luke breathed heavily of the fresh air, accepting it into his lungs. But with one instant motion, the glass was flung back onto the table. As it landed Luke was barely conscious, feeling extremely light-headed from the belch. He looked up to see the giant bottle of Fireball teetering over toward the glass. A faint, “No, please,” escaped Luke’s tired mouth before the liquid poured. 

It was like a tsunami of warm tingly liquid was had fallen on the tiny figure. Immediately Luke had been plunged into the liquid and violently tossed around as the glass was filled. It didn’t take but a few seconds to fill the glass to the brim, but to Luke, it was an eternity of plunging into the liquid and resurfacing. He gasped for air when he could as the glass filled. “Perfect” announced the giant pouring the glass. Luke could say nothing, he was beaten. Only soft, tired panting was let out by the tiny morsel. He looked up in defeat as the giant’s index finger approached the glass. The massive pillar approached in no time and forcefully plunged the tiny body back into the liquid. Luke was being toyed with before he met his fate, and couldn’t help but think of what he did to deserve this. He was a straight-A student, got honers in high school, top of his class, and a fine athlete who was being looked at by the best teams. He tried being nice his whole life, and this is where he ended up. A tiny bug in his best friend’s twisted game. 

The glass was lifted to eye level with Luke’s captor. Luke was floating atop the liquid, spiraling in circles around the center. “Let’s make this shot to something bug. Hmm, what about a toast to an excellent meal, eh? That sounds good.” Ed said as he stared at his next victim. “You see, little pest, this is how it’s gonna work for you,” Ed said as he raised his hand and pointed to his lips. “I’m not even going to chew you, I’ll swallow you whole with the shot.” he continued now pointing to his throat while gliding his finger down it, “Then you get swallowed and deposited in my stomach. Normally, you might survive a little while in there. But I think my stomach is working overtime tonight, so I’m sure you’ll be all mashed up in no time.” the giant followed up. “Then for the next while you’ll be sliding around my intestines, being slowly picked at and ground down for what little nutrients your worth.” the giant continued, “And finally, you will end up as part of my poo in my colon. To be shit out into my toilet when the time is right.” finished the giant’s merry monologue. At this point, Luke was so worn out and brain-fried, he only processed most of what his giant friend had said. He felt no fear, no anger, just utter failure. “Bye-bye, buggo. See you when you get out.” chuckled the giant as he raised the shot glass to his lips. Luke felt the liquid tilt over and was currently facing the opposite of the giant. He looked back to see the cavern that is Ed’s lips split apart. He couldn’t even attempt to fight the tide as he was washed inward. Luke passed the threshold of the glass and was shot backward in a violent motion. He, along with the rest of the liquid was jettisoned quickly toward the abyssal hole that was his throat. One loud *Gulp* was all it took for the shot to be put down. 

Luke slid down the throat, being covered in slimy mucus as he fell. It wasn’t even like he was falling, but merely being glided down by the throat muscles. Then, he passed a large sphincter, and started to freefall. As he passed into the giant stomach, Luke immediately fell onto a large mass of squishy half solid food. The smell was like the belch he had experienced amplified to the tenth degree. Immediately he started to dry heave and cough. Luke coughed up something, though in the darkness he couldn’t tell if it was food or blood. As he writhed there, Luke felt his skin that was touching the food start to tingle. As he attempted to lift his skin off the food a mighty burning sensation was released. He couldn’t see it, but the acid was already quickly breaking him apart. The skin on his hand, as well as any other skin that touched the ground, was melted away almost instantly. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” Luke screamed into the abyss. He panted heavily from the searing pain surrounding him. Luke felt himself fading away minute by minute. At first, he tried to run but only found that the ground sunk in below him as he did. He eventually crawled to the stomach wall and used his unbroken arm to hit it as hard as he could. Ed didn’t even feel the tiny bumps as he poured his last shot for the night. Luke’s skin was mostly gone at this point, and he was fading in and out of consciousness. He heard a great gulp above him, followed by the sound of liquid falling fast above. If it weren’t for the darkness, or the fact his eyes had been melted into liquid Luke might have seen the ocean of Whiskey fall into the stomach. But as it fell onto the tiny, helpless, dying bug it only reignited his pain. As the alcoholic beverage fell onto the boy, a great burning wave washed over his whole puny form. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” he yelled as blood flowed out of his half-melted mouth. The last thing Luke would add to in his life would be a bloodcurdling yell that only added more gas in the brewing stomach. That, and to his friend, Ed’s fat. And his turds. 

Ed felt satisfied with himself as he downed his fourth shot. He so enjoyed playing with the little buggy he found. He knew, or at least thought, that the bug he swallowed couldn’t understand him when he spoke. But it only tasted all the sweeter if he talked to it all dirty. Plus, Ed had always held a secret fetish of killing the little bugs. He would be lying to himself if he said it didn’t give him some sexual satisfaction as he tortured and extinguished the pests in gruesome fashion. Thinking about this got his brain rolled up in horny thoughts. Ed felt his man meat raise up to full chub as he thought about eating up the first bug he found today. The pop he felt in his mouth was something he was still thinking about. Then the bug he accidentally sat on. The stupid pest didn’t even have the wherewithal to get off his seat, so the way he figured it deserved to get sat on. Maybe it didn’t ‘deserve’ the gas he passed on it, but it sure was a sexy thought in his mind. He recalled one time he put a bug into a water bottle and pissed in it for a few days until it was filled. By the end of it, the bug was long dead before he filled it. But it was about humiliation. The fact that these vermin not only could get killed instantly at his whim but tortured to death in the most demeaning and vile fashion made him rock solid. “Ah fuck,” Ed moaned as he grasped his mighty cock through his underwear, “Well since no one’s here, I suppose I could go in my room and…” he stopped as he rubbed his shaft once more, and stood up. With a hard willy, he walked to his room. Little did he know, someone was already there...