Despite your curiosity about the 'larger' world, you decide upon stealth, diving beneath the chili before the spoon breaks the top of the pot. You can feel the ladle tip and the slow flow of beans carries you into a new prison. The trip is disorienting and it takes you a second to sense direction and start kicking up. You break the surface between two fat pintos making sure to only let your tiny head appear. Wiping ketchup from your eyes you look about and take stock of your situation.
Above you see the face of a monstrous teen. She would have been beautiful, cheer-leader type, were it not for her size. In all other ways she appears to be a normal girl, right down to the bland black uniform which, shrunk to a thousandth of its size, would have been fitting for a prep school on Earth. She's obviously talking with friends whose own massive forms stand outside of your view, but her voice is unintelligible. These giants speak in wavelengths almost too long to be heard and you can mainly feel them as their subsonic frequencies vibrate the gelatinous pool around you.
Gabbing all the way she takes you into a dimly lit lunchroom and sits you and the tray down on what you assume is a table. Deciding you'd rather be subject to the worst experiments than be chewed up amidst this slop, you begin to wave your arms, but something stops you. The giantess has lifted a cup equal to a hundred swimming pools above your bowl and is tilting it down giving the top most edge a dainty tapping. The motion spills a cloud of small objects out of the container which become more visible as they descend toward you. They are... people.
A naked woman falls with a splash infront of you and you dive under to rescue her harboring only the noblest intentions of course. When you resurface you can see nearly a hundred tiny people adrift in the chili around you. Below, the woman is coughing up ketchup. "Are you alright," you ask, somehow finding the suave astronaut voice despite the ludicrousness of the situation. In response she points up and shrieks. Following with your eyes, you see both your horrified faces reflected in a descending spoon.
You dive down tugging the girl along behind you but it is too late. You can feel the spoon carrying both of you aloft. Planting your feet on its smooth bottom you stand up only to see the teen's red lips parting before you, white teeth gleaming like ivory-death. "Sorry babe," you say to your fellow food-item before wading to the edge and leaping off.
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Cherry catches the nibbin in her hand giggling at the thought of the little thing actualy escaping. "Look," she says to her friend across the table, "this one tried to get away." She joins Cherry's laughter as she eats a big spoonful of her own chili muffled screams audible as she chews and swallows.
"Silly, little nibbin," Cherry speaks comically to her food pinching it between thumb and forefinger, "don't you know your kind only serves one purpose here on Krynn." Wanting to taste her willful morsel she places him in her mouth and sloshes him about for a while. Within moments she's lost interest. Working the squirming little man over top of her molars she bites down. For some reason it takes a few such bites to stop his moving but finally something cracks and she can feel his warm juices trickle down between her teeth. "Mmm," Cherry observes, "he's spicier than the others, hmm?"
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