Milly watched her little 7 year old daughter, Anna, excitedly getting her outfit ready for trick or treating.  Milly laughed as her little girl was about to go trick or treating for the first time ever by herself.  The previous years she was just a little too young, in her opinion, and now she was old enough.  Of course Milly would be accompanying her, but would let her ring the doorbells herself and “do it all on her own”.  She had been looking forward to this for a long time, Milly would even say the past 365 days. 

“How’s it coming,” Milly asked from her princess’ doorway.

“I’m going to go as a witch!”  Anna said excited as she ran to her closet to pull out some clothes to complete her outfit.

“You sure you don’t want my help,” Milly asked knowing the answer already.

Anna shook her little head, “No, I can do it!  I want to make my own outfit!”  The little girl started to set the clothing down and grab a dark colored sheet to use in her costume.

“Okay, I’ll be in the living room when you’re ready, don’t take too long.” Milly told Anna as she left her daughter to do as she wanted.  Milly sat in the small living room, in the small house that she owned and lived with her only child, Anna.  Her father wasn’t in the picture anymore, which was fine by her.  Milly didn’t care about that man, and it was best that he ended up the way he did.  Milly’s only concern was her daughter, which was her whole world.  She doted on the girl and made sure she got everything she ever wanted.  Sure it hurt Milly to have to say no to her little princess, but that was only rarely used. 

Milly looked at the clock and saw it was just around 6, usually the time when the trick or treators started their journey for candy.  Milly already had a bowl of candy left out for the children in the neighborhood to take what they wanted while she was with her daughter.  Milly peered out the window and didn’t see many if anyone walking down the sidewalk.  This year was going to be weird, with the whole pandemic thing going on, however Anna was looking forward to this day for too long to let it disappoint her. 

“DONE!”  Anna called out as she ran out into the living room.

“OH MY,” Milly clapped, “you look lovely!”  Milly told her daughter.  Anna was dressed in dark clothing and had a witch hat on her head.  She even had a stuffed black cat with her attached to her shoulder

“I’m a witch, just like you mommy,” Anna gleefully said excited before she quickly covered mouth, “I mean, I'm a “pretend” witch.”

Milly couldn’t fault the young girl for being so excited to let her secret leave her lips.  “It’s okay Anna, tonight you can call me that as much as you want.  Are you ready to go trick or treating,” Milly asked getting up.

Anna nodded as she quickly grabbed her empty candy pail and started to head to the door, “Come on mommy,” Anna said nearly jumping up and down with excitement.

“Okay, okay,” Anna said grabbing her phone to take some pictures of her daughter.  This was going to be an amazing night that she wouldn’t forget.

Milly made sure to stay at least a few side walk squares back from her daughter, to let her “do it herself”.  However she couldn’t help but take pictures of her daughter skipping through the neighborhood.  She just looked too darn cute!

“Candy, candy, I want some candy,” Anna sang as she headed down the sidewalk.  After a few minutes, Anna slowed down, “uh… mom?”

“Yes sweetheart?”

“No one’s lights are on?  There aren’t any decorations up, are they not doing trick or treat too?”

Milly felt a little hurt at the question, it seemed this part of the neighborhood wasn’t celebrating Halloween, “I guess not, but there’s still plenty of houses, why don’t you try a little further,” Milly told Anna hopping to brighten her night.  Anna nodded and continued to search for a house to trick or treat.  Sadly it did look pretty dead.  Milly passed a few families trying to trick or treat.  As they were passing, Milly couldn’t help but notice the children in the group had very little to almost no candy.  Hopefully they just started…

“MOM!”  Anna said excited as she pointed to a house that had some lights on, there was one lone skeleton in the yard.  “Are they giving candy out?”

Milly felt some excitement and joy at the sight.  “Well, why don’t you go ask?”

“Okay,” Anna nodded as she nearly ran to the front door.

Milly watched her daughter head up to the door and rang the bell.  Anna patiently waited at the door for a few moments.  Milly almost thought that no one was home until the door opened and a middle aged man looked out at both Milly and Anna.

“TRICK OR TREAT!”  Anna greeted the neighbor.

“Trick or treat,” The man repeated looking confused before Anna held up her pail smiling waiting for the candy to be dropped into her plastic container.  “Sorry, I, didn’t think anyone was trick or treating this year,” He told Anna and looked to Milly.

Anna seemed confused as she turned back to her mother.

Milly decided to step in just to help out, “It’s her first time… you don’t have anything?”  Milly whispered to the neighbor, “not even like an apple?”

“...uhhh, I made some french fries?”  The man offered.  Milly gave a soft nod.  “Um, okay give me a moment,” as the neighbor went into his house and put a small amount of baked french fries in a bag.  “Here you go,” The man offered Anna.

“Thank you,” Anna said sounding happy, before walking off.

Milly showed her gratitude as she quickly gave a smile and said, “Thank you, have a nice night.”

The man nodded and said, “You too...”

Milly let out a sigh of relief that Anna at least got something.  There was nothing worse than having to trick or treat and not receive anything from the house.  Anna went on seeming happy about her prize.  Unable to wait to get home, she started to munch on the few french fries she scored.  It didn’t take too long till Milly saw Anna run up to another house that had a little more decorations and lights.  Following after her excited daughter, Milly watched her ring the doorbell…

Jill let out an annoyed sound.  This was the tenth trick or treator to stop by her house.  She was getting tired of telling them she had no candy.  Jill opened the front door and saw a young girl dressed as a witch with a hand holding some french fries and a plastic pumpkin.

“Twick or tweat,” She said with some food still in her mouth.

Jill did her best not to snap at the child, and looked to the mother.  Technically it was the mom’s fault for not letting her child know about the whole “no Halloween”.  Jill sighed, “Sorry little girl, I don’t have any candy.”

“No candy?  But it’s Halloween… trick or treat,” She repeated like that solved the problem.

Soon the mom was stepping closer as she offered a weak smile, “It’s her first night… anything would do.”

“Sorry,” Jill repeated trying not to be a mean bitch but it was clear that the mother was to blame for getting her daughter excited for a closed holiday.  “I don’t have anything.”

“… an apple,” The mom’s weak smile growing weaker at the news.

Jill finally sighed, “Look, I didn’t buy any candy cause there wasn’t going to be a Halloween this year.  Sorry to burst your bubble, maybe you should just go to the store and buy some candy for your daughter,” Jill offered.  Maybe it came out harsher than she needed to be, but the mom and daughter were just so pressing, and they weren’t the first family to ask her.

“Trick or treat?”  The daughter asked sounding sad.

“Oh, don’t worry princess, you’ll get your treat,” the mother replied as she looked at Jill.  Her eyes seemed oddly spooky.  What kind of freaky contacts was she wearing.  Jill felt a weird feeling run up her spine, one of fear.

“Wh-what?”  Jill asked before everything vanished…

“Here you go honey,” Milly offered her daughter a large chocolate candy bar.  “Here’s your treat.”

“Ooooo chocolate!  Yaaaa,” Anna said taking the large chocolate bar and dropping it into her plastic pail.  “Trick or treat…. Trick or treat,” Anna sang as she went on to the next house.

Milly closed the door to the house after turning the lights off and following after her daughter.

Patrick opened the door and saw a small little girl in a black witch outfit greeting him with a, “Trick or treat!”

Behind the young girl was either her older sister or mother.  It was a little hard to tell, but that wasn’t really the issue.  The issue was the girl looking for candy.

“Oh, sorry little girl, we don’t have any candy for you,” Patrick told the girl.  However this didn’t seem to deter her. 

Patrick’s wife Helen called out from the living room, “Everything okay honey?”

“Uh, yeah everything is fine,” Patrick called back.

“Sorry,” The adult behind the young girl said as she started to come into the picture.  “I know, a lot of people have been saying it, but do you have anything like maybe a carrot or something for her?  It’s her first night...”

Before Patrick could answer, Helen came by, “Hi, OH, look at you!  Aren’t you a cutie...” Helen greeted the young witch.

“Trick or treat,” the witch called out again smiling and just waiting for something.

“Sorry, dear,” Helen gave her a sad expression.  “We don’t have any candy for you.”

Patrick looked to Helen and both of them saw the adult stranger looking past them into the home.  Patrick’s eyes followed after the woman's and saw that she spotted his three children in the living room eating their own candy.  Dillian and Ryan sitting on the couch watching a movie and Cindy seemed to be separating her candy into piles.  When Patrick turned around he saw the woman's face and he knew what she was going to ask.

“Just 1 piece… like just one that they wouldn’t want,” She offered.

Helen scoffed, “Sorry… those are our children’s candy.  You seriously can’t be thinking of asking us to take some candy from them for your daughter, are you?”

The stranger's face ticked a little, “A single gumball… or lollipop that they wouldn’t even miss… please, it’s my daughter’s-”

“Sorry, but I think you should take your daughter home,” Helen said as calmly as she could.  “It’s getting late.”

Patrick was going to offer to help give out some candy to the girl but he had no room to talk while the woman stared each other down.  Finally the mother of the witch girl spoke, “We visited so many houses tonight, and my daughter barley has any candy,” She said pointing to the few random pieces of candy in the bucket.

“It’s a pandemic, no one is doing trick or treat.  You should have planned for that before running around all night looking for candy,” Helen smugly told the mom.

“Helen,” Patrick said sounding shocked.  “We could-”

Suddenly the little girl sniffed, “Mommy, am I not doing this right.”

“Oh, sweetie, no.  No you’re doing fine.  Here, why don’t you wait at the curb for just a few seconds, okay?  I’ll hold onto this,” The mom said picking up her candy pail.  “Go on...” She told her daughter who walked off the steps and stood on the sidewalk for her mom.  Patrick watched as the mom looked very angry and upset, “this shouldn’t take too long at all,” She spoke as her eyes started to change color and become a more sinister shade. 

Patrick took a step back and gulped, “wh-”

“Here you go baby,” Milly said handing back her daughter a filled candy pail.

She gasped out loud and picked up the now heavy orange plastic bowl.  “WOOOOW, Mommy there’s so much candy!  What happened.”

Milly smiled, “Oh they didn’t mind sharing after I gave them a little talking to.  Are you ready to head home?  I think you have MORE than enough candy for tonight.”  Anna nodded as she happily lead the way back home.  Milly sighed, she was exhausted.  All this walking and trying to stay positive for her daughter, it was really taxing on her.  Oh that and all the people she had transformed tonight.

Yeah that might actually be the main reason she felt tired…

Isabelle couldn’t move.  No matter how much she squirmed or tried to wiggle around, she was stuck.  The sounds of random people calling out and crying for help, joined in with her own shouts for aid.  Isabelle couldn’t see anything.  The last thing she recalled was a girl and her mom asking for candy, after that… Isabelle didn’t recall.  Something orange, shaking and than darkness.  There was some kind of swaying or swinging motion that kept pulling and pushing on Isabelle.  Like if she were on one of those old swing sets she used to play with when she was waaaay younger.  However now it wasn’t fun, it was terrifying.  The voices were all around her from different genders of people and what sounded like ages too.  What was going on?!

Suddenly a slamming could be heard and more rustling as whatever was going on stop drastically, causing Isabelle to rub and bump into whatever was around her.  Before she could understand why the swaying stopped, her whole world exploded as things flipped upside down.  Isabelle was falling downward, following what looked like a massive avalanche of logs and spheres and other shapes.  Isabelle and the other voices cried out as they flew out of an opening and through the sky.  Isabelle didn’t have time to see where she was.  It was too disorienting as she landed on something and started to roll.  The surface was lumpy and hard and full of dips and protrusions.  Finally Isabelle rolled to a stop as she landed on an even surface.  It was now she was able to see the new world she was stuck in…

“Wh...what?!  WHAT IS THIS?!”  Isabelle screamed out as she saw the room.  She saw a large pile of candy and treats that looked to be around her size, being dumped out of a familiar looking pumpkin pail.  It was than that she saw the beast shaking the bowl upside down to be the black clothed child who visited her door earlier.  “Y-you??”  Isabelle stuttered looking at the oblivious girl, smiling at the mound of candy on the floor.

The girl looked down at her massive collection of candy, and Isabelle.

“So much candy!”  the giantess said excited as she began to sit down on the carpet that she dumped her candy bucket out on.  Isabelle watched the large child sit down with a thud and cross her legs as she sat.  “Candy candy candy,” She sang as she started to reach for some candy from the pile.  She grabbed what looked to be a small box of something before setting it to the side.  The girl seemed to be sorting out some of the candy into piles and sections in whatever bizarre order she had in mind.  It seemed the girl was almost done when it was Isabelle’s turn. 

“?”  The giantess looked confused and frowned as the looked at Isabelle.

“What?” Isabelle asked her worried at the look on her face.  The girl didn’t respond as she picked up Isabelle with her massively chubby fingers wrapping around her.  “No!  Hey NO!”  Isabelle screamed as she was brought up to the girl’s face.

“Twizzler?”  The girl spoke as if she were reading something.

“I’M NOT A TWIZZLER!!”

“Why’s it black?”

Isabelle didn’t know what the girl was saying.  Did she think she was a black colored Twizzler?  “NO, Wait,” Isabelle said trying to reason with the girl, “I’m not a-”

Two pudgy fingers grabbed something and suddenly the sound of plastic ripping and shredding could be heard as Isabelle felt the air on her.  She hadn’t realized she was wrapped up in some kind of plastic barrier or wrapper…

oh god…

It hit Isabelle as soon as the large child’s kiddie face came closer and her maw opened wide.  Those little white teeth looking like daggers as the child’s mouth clamped down on Isabelle with such force she screamed out.  The hard sharp teeth easily sliced into Isabelle’s body as she felt the slimy tongue lick at her body.  Just as Isabelle felt like she was going to be be ripped into pieces she was immediately pulled out of the mouth.  Isabelle felt sore and injured as he body felt like it had holes etched into her.  The hot slime of the child’s spit oozed over part of Isabelle’s new form.

“BLEH,” The girl cried out in disgust.  “NASTY!”  Isabelle wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not.  It seemed she was saved from being bitten in two.  Apparently, like most children, black licorices wasn’t for her.

Isabelle laughed slightly as she felt the upper part of her body droop from the child’s bite.  Something about the look of disgust and how she nearly spat her out, made Isabelle feel a little better about this situation.  The giantess got up still holding onto her.  Isabelle watched as they walked toward somewhere.  The carpet turned to tiles and suddenly the sound of something large opening could be heard.

“What?  No… no no no!”  Isabelle cried as the child held her over an open plastic trash can.

She dropped Isabelle into the trash can and let her drop to the bottom of a nearly empty bin.  There was some scraps of paper and looked like crumbs from whenever the floor was swept up.  Isabelle let out a panicked cry for help as the little witch looked down from above.  Suddenly she inhaled and spat out a glob of black colored spit that flew down and splashed in Isabelle’s face as the remains of herself slithered over her body. 

“Yucky,” She said as she walked away.  The lid of the trash can slowly dropped down as it painfully closed shut.  The sound of the lid slowly closing and sealing Isabelle in the dark haunted her hearing as Isabelle tried to cry out from the pile of spit covering most of her body now.  She could taste the child’s spit laced with that licorices, the taste of her new body… Isabelle hated black licorices.   

George felt something worse than fear and dread.  It was unimaginable dread.  He just watched the little girl grab one of the little remaining treats near him and started to eat them.  George didn’t hear any more screaming from candy like that licorices from before, so maybe those weren’t people too?  George wasn’t sure but judging by how often the girl was grabbing the candy near him… it was just a matter of time before he was next.  The dwindling candy in his little pile was vanishing fast as it seemed the girl had quite the appetite for sweets.  Worse of all, all the calling out and crying that George was doing was ignored as the child, who was too busy with her eyes glued to the TV screen that was flickering images of some cartoon Halloween special.  George watched as the girl’s palm slapped down dangerously close to George.  He heard the crinkling of plastic and the crushing of whatever candy was in the wrapping as the hand smashed the content by accident.  The child didn’t seem to care as she picked it up without looking at it, she opened the candy to eat the contains inside.  The hand soon returned for one of the last pieces of candy, it grabbed a ball wrapped in aluminum wrapping.

“Dear god, she’s going to eat me next...” George panicked as he saw he was the only one left.  Unless the girl was saving him for the very last… which didn’t seem like it.  Her other mounds of candy were untouched as it seemed whatever order she had placed them in, his was the first to go.  George watched the child open the candy and George was greeted to the high pitched sound of screaming.  George was startled by the sounds of a some woman or girl screaming out.

“HELP!  OH GOD HEL-”

George watched as the child tossed the chocolate ball into her mouth and started to chew away.  The screams were muffled and as horrified as George wanted to faint from the sight.  The girl was chewing away and finally swallowed the small ball of chocolate before the cries vanished.

“no… not me,” George pleaded as again the large searching palm reached out.  Again the girl didn’t even bother looking as she was aware of where she put all her candy.  The probing hand waved around till it touched George’s prison of plastic.  Soon the fingers grabbed and dragged George’s helpless body off the carpet and into the air.  “NO!  PLEASE NO!”  George screamed as he was greeted by a zooming face belonging to the girl watching TV.  Her eyes were almost hollow as her attention was solely set on the screen behind George.  She did even have to give him a millisecond of recognition as her hands started to play around with George’s outer layer.  Soon the sound of tearing was heard as George was hit by the fresh air from outside.  It wasn’t till the fingers touched George's bare body did the girl’s eyes darted down to him in her hands.

“Reese’s?!”  The girl cooed as if she found gold. 

“Reese’s,” George repeated finding that he had been turned into the one candy he despised.  Peanut butter covered in chocolate was his least favorite of all sweets.

The girl on the other hand seemed to be thrilled at it.  She quickly brought George up to her face and started to open her enormous mouth.  No amount of crying and screaming for her to stop, helped.  George was meet with the sharp teeth of the child as she stabbed them into George’s body.  The hard warm spikes cut and sliced part of his body off.  It was like having a large knife slicing into him.  As the giantess pulled back with a chunk of his body missing, he could see the delight in the girl’s face.  She was delighted in the taste of George as she quickly chewed part of his body and swallowed.

“Mmmm,” The child responded after swallowing.

George’s only response was a horrified scream as he watched the girl coming back for more.  Just as George was mentally preparing for those horrid teeth to reveal themselves, he was stunned when the girl stuck her tongue out instead.  George was puzzled and confused, till he found the tongue shoving at him.  The large hot muscle slithered inside of the gaping opening left from her teeth and started to lick and slurp up more of his insides.  George let out a frighten cry as he could feel his insides being melted and scooped out with each lick the girl did.  Ever slurp, dragged and hollowed out more of George's insides as he was soon left as nothing more than an empty shell of chocolate.  George felt gutted as he could still feel the hot tongue licking and searching for stuff that didn’t exist anymore.  It was now that he felt himself melting and burning up from the inside.  The heat coming off the tongue itself was baking him from the inside. 

“Ahhhh,” The girl said as she left George stuck and impaled on her tongue as an empty Reese’s shell of chocolate.  Finished with her snack, she slowly started to pull George inside her mouth.  The heat from the mouth was immense as he could feel his body melting fast the closer he got.  This was truly a nightmare as he could see small patches of his peanut butter insides strewn around in the child’s messy mouth.  Part of other candy lingered on parts of her teeth and on the sides of her cheek.  The girl seemed to be done playing with George as her tongue dropped his still melting body on one of her molars.  A patch of dark chocolate filled in some of the grooves of the enormous tooth, giving it a black and white patch pattern.  It only last for a few moments before the looming boulder dropped down on his body pressing him into a fine mushy paste like material that was easier to melt.

George screamed form the pain and found he was very much still alive.  That was when he was hit again and again as he was flattened and soon liquefied into more of a goo or sludge like material.  It lasted only a few seconds before that massive tongue found him and scrapped his living remains off the tooth and down the gullet of this giant hungry girl.  As he was falling back he got a glimpse of the girl’s open mouth.

She was already going for another treat.  Obviously forgetting about George’s chocolate and peanut buttery existence all together.

Jill could hear the agonizing screams of someone being swallowed.  His voice vanished, as it descended down the child’s throat with no effort at all.  The only sound that could be heard was the exhaling sound of deliciousness coming from the open mouth of the monstrous girl that was holding onto Jill’s new chocolate bar body.

“I’LL BUY YOU MORE CANDY!  JUST LET ME GO!”  Jill screamed as loud as she could, but the girl didn’t even flinch.

The giantess’ only response was her fingers grabbing at the edge of Jill’s outer shell.  The plastic covering that protected her from this creature of death and hunger.  However that was soon removed with such ease, that Jill didn’t notice it was gone till the child was bringing her toward her face.  Jill soon saw the massive incisors part showing off the disgusting chocolate reeking mouth before her.  Jill tried to escape from the massive paws of the girl, but she wasn’t budging an inch.  Soon the large slicers were hovering over part of Jill’s body. 

Like a guillotine, the top chompers came crashing down with such force and speed Jill only had time to scream.  Soon the teeth slammed into her body and got stuck…

“Ahhhh,” Jill cried out feeling them dig into her body, but not cutting her in half.  Soon the teeth pulled out just slightly and slammed into Jill’s body etching another grove into her.  Than they pulled out, “ARE YOU TEETHING ME!?!?!”  Jill screeched as she felt the teeth again chomp but not crush her body, only leaving markings all over her.  There were groves and slashes all over Jill’s chocolate body as the girl nomed on her body with little to no effort of chewing through her.

To make things worse for Jill was the hot tongue that slapped into the part of her body that was still stuck inside the child’s mouth.  The huge tongue was licking and slathering her with spit as she continued to chew and bite softly on Jill body.  The feeling of the scorching heat rolling over her body made Jill shudder.  It was like she was stuck outside on a very hot and humid day and was melting, only literately this time! The tongue didn’t help in the least bit as she could feel the force of it pushing on her body.  Jill let out a horrible sounds as she felt something fall off.  Parts of her were faling off of her body now.  She was melting away! She could feel the part of her body warping and shifting from the insane temperature that was too much for her to withstand.

With all the forces working against Jill it was just a matter of time before it happened, the part the child was munching on suddenly snapped off with a wet popping sounds as Jill watched in painful horror as her body snapped in two.  The girl didn’t even care as she pulled Jill away and continued to eat the half stuck in her mouth.  The soft sounds of chewing could be heard as Jill freaked out over the small action.  Soon the enormous lips parted and a whiff of Jill’s destroyed body hit her.  The air was heavy with fresh chocolate scent as it washed over her half eaten form.  Soon she was being lead toward the opening, the air clearly hot enough to soften the skin of Jill’s body.  The temperature was worse than any heat wave Jill had experienced in her life.  Still it only got hotter as she was brought closer to the open maw.  The child’s tongue had a mind of it’s own as it started to protruded outward toward the incoming food.  However no matter how much Jill tried to fight or ask for saving, it was hopeless.  She was slowly pushed all the way into the horrid chamber.  The little girl went to work on Jill’s chocolate form as she chomped harder than before shattering parts of Jill and crushing the rest.  Her body lasted less than a few chomps as Jill soon was nothing more than a pile of conscious chocolate melting and liquefying on the girl’s tongue.  The chocolate form stood no chance as Jill felt herself oozing around in the mouth more like a puddle or like a mound of wet clay.  As soon as Jill was gathered up into a reasonable size, she soon took the journey that all the other snacks took so far.  She was swallowed down.

Jill felt her entire body slip and slide down the throat of the child Giantess.  The descent wasn’t that long as Jill’s mostly melted body flew down the tube and into the awaiting chamber of where her other part of her body was dragged to.  Into the girl’s stomach.

Patrick tried to calm his family down as they could barely hear too much.  All Patrick knew was he couldn’t move, and they were in darkness.  Helen kept screaming for help, while the kids kept asking what was going on.  Patrick was just as scarred as any normal person would be.  However soon there was a rumbling sound.  Everything shook as something started to move and pick them up.  Patrick wasn’t sure what it could be but suddenly the whole chamber shook loudly and Patrick felt himself bump into his daughter Cindy as they both cried out from the collision, than Patrick was tossed and bumped into Helen.  Where ever they were, it was tight and cramp.

Soon the sound of tearing could be heard and some light was coming in from above.  It didn’t last long as something blocked out most of the light sending a shadow over the opening.  Patrick heard Dillian and Ryan cry out in alarm and fear as everything started to slide toward the opening for a few moments before Patrick collided back down.

Looking up Patrick was stunned.  He was looking up at a large giant child’s face.  Her mouth was open slightly as he was held under her mouth.  From the opening he could hear the panicked sounds of his two boys coming out from the cavern of a mouth.  Before Patrick could call out to them, he heard the sickening sound of something hard crushing and crunching as the girl’s jaw started to move.  His kids were now screaming harder and louder only to be drowned out by the sound of hard candy shattering and crunching under the weight of the Giantess’ teeth.

“OH MY GOD SHE’S KILLING THEM!”  Helen screamed out in horror as the giantess didn’t even respond.  She was too busy chewing till the crunching and breaking stopped and than there was no more sounds as she swallowed.  The large eyes of the humongous girl peered down at the remain member of the family.

“YELLOW?!  MY FAVORITE,” The child giddily cheered.  Soon two massive fingers dipped down into the opening above Patrick.  As horrible as it sounded, he prayed that it was someone else that was colored yellow.  Sure enough the massive fingers dug into the box like prison as they fished around and plucked out someone.  The sounds of Helen screaming for help could be heard as she was obviously the yellow one.  Patrick was able to see that Helen was some kind of jaw breaker, gumball, or some spherical candy.  Maybe like some kind of sour candy ball.  It didn't’ matter to Patrick, it seemed they were just candy to this atrociously hungry girl.  Helen screamed for Patrick to do something, but there was nothing he could do.  The screaming increased as she was plopped into the mouth.  Patrick waited for the inevitable sound of crunching like before.  It never came.

Instead the girl seemed to be sucking on Helen.  Sure enough Helen’s screams could be heard over the long period of time.  Begging for her to just stop or end it.  However it seemed the flavor was the giantess favorite, and so she took her time.  Sucking and draining all the flavor and Helen’s possible soul too, as the screams slowly drained and weakened.  Eventually the sounds stop, and so did the sucking.  She must have swallowed the last of Helen, because now she was looking down at Patrick and Cindy, the last two in the box.  Lifting up the container, the enormous girl opened her mouth as she started to dump Patrick and Cindy out.

Patrick watched as the disturbingly disgusting mouth open and he could see traces of his family left.  A yellow sheen covered the slimy mouth, the color was attached to every strand of saliva in the mouth.  There were parts of colored candy stuck in parts of the teeth, red and blue… must have been his sons.  Or what was left of them.  Patrick just wanted it to end.  He didn’t bother making any sounds as he just let his body roll out of the cardboard container and out into the air.  He saw that his daughter Cindy was a purple color orb.  Patrick wondered what color he was?

However Patrick wouldn’t get the answer.  Once the mouth closed, color meant nothing in this new world of darkness and slime and heat.  Sounds of her daughter rolling around past him to somewhere was heard before a deafening chomping and crushing sound could be heard.  The smell of grape filled the chamber as Cindy’s remains filled the chamber.  He could still hear his daughter’s sounds before they vanished after a swallow was heard.  Patrick waited for his turn…

The tongue under him flipped and rolled over him as he bumped into a hard surface.  It was a tooth, but the tongue had other plans.  It pushed Patrick over past the tooth and on the other side of it.  There was a grove or divot for him.  Patrick laid there unable to move as a rushing wave of saliva rolled over his body.  The tingling and slight stinging sensation of the spit gathered around him, slowly dissolving and pulling off his sugary coating.  The air or taste of cherry hit Patrick.

“oh… i’m red.”

That was all Patrick could say.  Like with his wife he sat there in the corner of the mouth letting the juices of the child seep over and remove layer after layer of his flavor till he felt like he was shrinking or melting away into nothing.  His essence was the last thing to go as he felt like he was less solid and more liquid.  He had to have been a puddle of cherry flavored spit.  Patrick soon was gulped down as his body was now just the child’s red stained saliva.

Tyler was tossed into the hand of an enormous girl.  The cries for help that filled the air was now dead.  It seemed out of half the candy eaten, he was the last “living” one.  Or the others just learned it was useless now.  Tyler didn’t know, but he was in the last category.  He figured if the child could hear them, she didn’t give a damn about their suffering.  Or worse, she enjoyed it. 

Looking around, Tyler found he was one of four or five gummy looking humanoid looking things.  From the smell of things, it seemed like he was a sour patch kid, which seemed ironic as he truly HATED sour things.  The enormous child started to pluck the nearest gummy treat up and toss it into her mouth.  She chewed and chewed for what seemed like forever before swallowing the tasty morsel before reaching for another.  Tyler happened to be the next candy treat for the goddess of a girl.  Her enormous fingers were already reaching for her as Tyler felt the warm digits pinch his body.  He was carefully pulled toward those lips that parted.  Gooey strands of saliva stretched along with the mouth as it looked like a horrible candy nightmare. 

Tyler watched the mouth part open wider and showed a rainbow strands of saliva stretching with the open mouth.  Patches of black and brown chocolate or mixed candy dye was pooling in the lowest parts of the girls mouth.  Chunks and bits of what appeared to be food and candy still trying to be dissolved were peppered around the enormous cavern.  Some were stuck between gaps in her teeth, others were littered around like a disastrous battlefield.  Parts stuck to the ceiling of the mouth, cheeks, strewn across the massive tongue, and anywhere else possible.  Tyler had enough time to see the horrible scene of what countless people must have experienced…

He was quickly tossed into the sweet smelling mouth.  The scent of random foods hit Tyler almost as hard as the teeth he landed on.  Soon the teeth slammed down on him.  Tyler felt every inch of his body scream out from the pressure as the teeth mushed and pressed into him.  His human like shape started to meld and shape into more of a glob than a person.  His arms and legs were pushed into him making him a ball of sugary gummy food.  A few more chomps and Tyler was sure he wouldn’t survive the process of being eaten.  However it seemed that the girl was done chewing on him.  Tyler was soon found by the questing tongue and brought back to her throat.  Tyler was flung back there with a nice flick and gulp, and Tyler was now sliding down the endless tunnel to the girl’s stomach.

The journey wasn’t endless like Tyler felt like it was, he soon found himself splashing into something tingling.  He was greeted by the cries and wailing of countless people all saying the same things over and over.  It seemed that the everyone had ended up in the stomach was still here.  The knowledge scared Tyler as he didn’t know at what point their existence would meet it’s end.

The tingling started to turn into a harsher sense as Tyler felt the prickling feeling roll over any part that was still submerged in the acid bath.  Someone far off let out a horrible sound about the pain, but still they were subjected to the feeling.  A small splash was heard off to the side as the girl was still eating her fill of sugary treats.  Tyler held back his own shouts of pain and fear.  Only a soft gasp or whimper left him, as more swallowing and a fresh sound of panic filled the chamber as a new prisoner joined them in the stomach.

“GET ME OUT OF HERE!”  It screeched as it begged as whatever food they were slowly sunk deeper into the pool.  Bubbling sounds could be heard as the new victim sunk lower than Tyler was.  It was a true nightmare to be stuck in this child’s ravenous stomach.

A soft bubbling and grumbling was heard as the chamber shook and the sound of air rushing out of the chamber was heard.  Outside there was a quick loud burp before a giggle shook the chamber even more as the girl found the burp truly hilarious.  Each jerking the stomach did from the laughing splashed a fresh set of burning warm stomach acid on top of Tyler’s unexposed form.  It was horrible, but he was starting to endure it better than some of the others, as they let out renewed sounds of horror.

Tyler lost track of time, but found the eating stopped after a while.  His body was feeling weak and loose.  As did a lot of the others, as much of the crying was slowly dying down.  They must all be accepting their fate like Tyler did a while ago.  Tyler drifted along and bumped into something else.  They were all kind of mixing together and bonding and combining.  The girl might be sleeping or resting, but the sound of breathing was slow and deep. 

After a few more unbearable moments, Tyler felt things starting to shift.  He was being pulled deeper into the stomach and the next part of digestion. 

How long was he going to stay aware of this agonizing process??

Milly sat on the couch and saw her daughter fast asleep.  She had a half eaten candy bar in her hand.  Picking up the bar of food, she tossed it in the trash and lifted up her slumbering daughter.  The sounds of sloshing and gurgling in her belly could be heard as she picked her up.  This let Milly know she ate a TON of candy.  How the child was able to eat that much and not be super hyper was beyond Milly.  However, Milly carried Anna to bed.  She made sure to brush the girl’s teeth.  She woke up just long enough to rinse out the toothpaste and fall back asleep in her mom’s hands.

Carrying her all the way to bed, she tucked her daughter into bed and kissed her good night.  “Sleep tight my princess.”  Milly wished as she closed the door and headed back to the living room.  She started to pick up most of the uneaten candy.  Milly find that there was still at least half a candy pail left of candy.  Looking through the pile she found something that caught her eyes.

“Oh?  A lollipop… I guess I could have just one,” Milly smiled as she plucked out a simple looking lollipop.  Holding the sweet treat, she gave it a twirl and saw the flavor to be root beer.  “oh, been a while,” Milly responded as she unwrapped the candy and was greeted by the brown looking candy on a stick.  The soft screams coming from the helpless candy was almost sad, if it weren’t for how rude the person was to Anna.  That all but justified Milly’s actions.  Opening her mouth she stuck the living candy in her mouth and enjoyed both the sounds and taste that filled her maw. 

“Mmmm,” Milly hummed over the living lollipop.  She was trying to decided if she should chew it to bits or just let it dissolve slowly in her mouth.  Milly figured she could just toy with the candy some more as she sucked and licked up the tasty soda like flavor that leaked from it.  The sounds of pleading and begging for her to stop renewed Milly’s attack on the treat.  After a few licks and slurps, Milly popped the sucker out of her mouth and looked at the candy.  Feeling a little excited at the punishment she was dishing out to the horrible person, who Milly wasn’t sure exactly who it was, Milly couldn’t stop herself from smiling cruelly at the transformed being. 

“I forgot how fun this could be,” Milly mused as she held the brown lollipop in front of her mouth.  Each time she opened her maw, a phantom whimper came from the sugary ball on a stick.  Milly shifted a little on the couch before she was ready.  “It really is a turn on,” Milly told the unfortunate soul that was in her hands.  She gave the lollipop a quick lick and than a kiss before lowering it downward.  Milly didn’t watch, just listen to the screeching and screams of horror that were turning her on right now.  Milly bite her lip as she felt the slick and slightly slimy orb pop inside her.  Slowly she dragged and pushed the lollipop around.  She figured she could get a climax or two before the candy dissolved…

It was stiff and cramped.  The sounds of all the others blended together with each other.  Their thoughts were mixed up like they were all in a blender.  They couldn’t tell who was who, but could feel each other, and each of their words came out as one.  As frightening as it was, being digested by a child, this experience was maybe far worse.  No one could identify each other.  They were just that, a they.  Names left their mouths but that was just it, only names no identity to it.  Tyler, Patrick, Helen, Jill, and many more.

Each second inside the giantess was torture for them.  The smell was horrible and rotten, the air was thin and reeked of foul poop.  A thought crossed their minds and soon they knew that was exactly what they were right now, poop.  The feeling of the warm hot walls holding them still as the girl continued to slumber.  The collective mass of dung was left stewing there until finally some movement.  There was some shifting and movement and each of the collective beings cried out at once.

The movement last for a little while before it stopped.  They could feel the walls clinging to them starting to loosen slightly.  There was a light that shinned below.  Just a little light but nothing for them to make out outside.  However a thought rushed over their minds, what they were and what was happening made it clear to everyone what was below them.

A chorus of cries left them.  They started to slowly slide out of the widening hole.  Part of them were sticking out as they descended down toward the watery pond below.  With a quick gruff sound from the child, everyone came out fast and splashed into the water below.  The feeling of drowning sent panic through them, but soon it was realized they couldn’t drown.  A hand wiping up any residue left from their departure, could be seen before dropping a soiled blanket of paper downward. 

They watched as a very tired looking child got up off the toilet.  The dark makeup that was still on her face was smudge from her sleep.  With a yawn the girl didn’t even give them a second thought.

Everyone cried out telling her to stop, to save them, to not flush.  They finally all begged and pleaded for the goddess of a girl to help.

The child’s face frowned as she tilted her head.  Did she hear them?

“HELP US,” All of them called out startling the girl.  She gasped with shock as she looked at them.  Before they could say anything the girl ran off calling for her mom.  It took only a few moments before the larger woman came in looking sleepy.

“Hmmm?”  She responded as the little girl brought her into the bathroom.

“Mom, mom!  I think… I heard something,” The girl protested pointing right at everyone.

“You heard something?”

“PLEASE,” they cried out.

“See,” The girl said pointing again.

“Oh?  You heard them?”

The girl nodded vigorously, “Yes!”

The woman looked so proud as she picked up her big girl, “You know what that means right?  Your just like mommy!  Your a witch too!”  The excitement exploded from the mom and soon spread to the little girl.

“I’m a witch?!  I’M LIKE MOMMY!” The child clapped and hugged her mother.

“Now, there’s so much to learn,” The mother told her child before setting her down.  “But first why don’t you flush the toilet.”  The mom told the child as she waved a hand in her face laughing, “They’re starting to stink up the bathroom.”

Instant panic spread over them as they watched the girl giggle, “Okay.”  The child didn’t wait for another moment before she hit the handle.  Everyone cried out for help as they started to swirl around and get flushed.  The last thing everyone saw before being pulled down as a proud mother and excited daughter leaving the bathroom. 

Fear and hopelessness was all they could feel as soon they were flushed down the pipes and into the sewer system under the house.  Soon they approached their destination, the skeptic tank.  Disgust was another feeling that hit all of them as they landed in a pond of absolute filth.  However the smell wasn’t the worse part, it was the sounds.  The countless others that were already down there before them frighten and horrified them to each of their cores.

They weren’t the first, and it sounded like they wouldn’t be the last...