Mike dives under to avoid the spoon but his space suit is made to float not sink. In moments he pops back to the surface like an unruly buoy. He hears crying and traces the sound to a young boy sprawled out on the surface of a bean awaiting his demise. Around him are other cries, but they turn to shrieks as the giantess's face lowers into view like a moon falling toward the horizon. The spoon hovers close until the women's chapped lips are all anyone can see. A tongue who's tip alone dwarfs Mike's ship exits and runs across the dry membranes wettimg them with saliva. The doomed astronaut can only stare entranced by a mixture of fear and a strange erotic desire. He barely notices the warmth of urine flooding his suit or the erection from which it spouts. His entire sensory world has collapsed to that one giant mouth. Neither the mammoth shouts of giant students or the tiny screams of his fellow morsels disturb his singular vision of the teacher's titanic maw. When it finally opens to a dark canyon spanned by cables of spit, Mike knows in his heart his end had come. He no longer mattered, we was no longer Ace Space Pilot Mike Anders, he was just a calorie, a bit of protein to be digested, little more than seasoning; and his last task in the universe would be only to die, to die and be dissolved.
As the spoon inches forward the children fall silent, they too know their fate and had somehow come to accept it. Or maybe fear itself had made them dumb. Above yellowed teeth pass like plaque armored sentinels, beyond is a hot, humid dark. It was only as shadow fell over the spoon that Mike came to his senses. What am I doing!! I'm Mike Anders! I'm the pilot who the navigated the Hell's Storm Nebula, who found the black hole binary system of Sector 3892, who first had sex with a sentient arthropod... well maybe that last one isn't much to proud of, but God damn'it I'm a MAN and I'm not going to sit around to be digested!!
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