The giant lifted you up and licked his lips. With the face he was making, you just wanted to go home and hide under your blanket. However, you couldn't move without help, and even if you could make it home, you would just be eaten by your family. As your friend stroked you, you remembered how much he loved bananas. He almost always had one during lunch, and ate three per day during the summer.
"Did I mention how tasty you were earlier? You were pretty good, but now that you're a banana, you'll taste super good." Eric said. Even with your peel still on, he gave you a slow lick. You thought you shuddered, but to be honest, when you look like a banana, you can't really tell what you do and don't do. Your executioner took you straight to the kitchen. He gave you another lick with his slimy and disgusting tongue. "You smell good, good enough to eat you. How about we get you out of these clothes, huh?" Eric reached for you. He slowly peeled you, revealing your tasty nutritious insides. As he did this, he licked his lips and gave you a wink. You had never seen him act like this. It was as if you gave off an aura that made him want you desperately. Whatever was happening was changing you also, you looked at Eric's mouth and had a desire to be eaten.
"Eric . . Snap out of it, I'm human remember?" You thought. You knew he couldn't hear you, and it's not like you had a mouth to talk or anything, but you had to hope. Once he gotten the peel off, he threw it away.
"Now, you look better, my scrumptious meal. I should just make you into a banana split." Eric said. He licked his lips at his idea. "However, I have a better idea, one that I think you'll enjoy." You really hoped it was turn you back or turn you into something nicer at least. Today wasn't your day unfortunately because Eric turned around and grabbed a knife. You screamed in your head as the psychopath brought the knife down chopping a little bit off. You were scared and in pain as you were forced to watch Eric chew your piece up. He swallowed and patted his tummy. "You're the most delicious thing I have ever tasted. I must have another piece of you." Eric said and cut another piece.
Just as you thought he was going to cut another piece off, the two of you suddenly heard the door open. Before you knew it, Eric had bolted through the back door as fast as he could. You noticed he took the invention with him, which was probably bad. All you could do was wait to see who it was. You were surprised to see that it was your dad, he was home from work early, and he looked tired.
"Another day of hard work, and no one to greet me home." He said and started looking in the cupboard for something to eat. He turned around with a jar of peanut butter, about to get some bread when he noticed you. He looked around to see if someone was here, but didn't see a single soul. He started to give his mischievous grin. "Well, since this was left here, I guess I have no choice but to eat it myself." Your father opened the jar and grabbed Eric's knife. As he spread some peanut butter right on top of you, you started to scream and told him to stop, even though he clearly couldn't hear you. The peanut butter felt creamy and weird, and you were more scared than ever.
However, that wasn't your biggest concern. What you were worried about was the fact that he was about to devour you, and you didn't seem to mind. This stupid body was changing the way you thought, and it terrified you. Just like how Eric did before, dad brought the knife down, chopping your body. He held the piece with two fingers.
"Mm, I'm sorry your owner suddenly disappeared little banana piece, I hope I can replace them." He said and held it over his mouth. You could feel him chew up your disembodied piece, but soon could no longer feel it connected, physically or mentally. There was only one more piece left of you, and your dad wasn't going to make your trip into his belly fun. He took you over to the blender. Once you were inside, your vision blurred. You could see him getting something but you weren't sure what it was.
"Eric . . Why did you have to leave me? Now my fate is sealed." You thought to yourself. You suddenly felt something pretty heavy on you. You looked up to see some strawberries on you. The door shut, making you not want to see anymore. The blender started and tore you to pieces, making you into simple juice. However, your conscience was still here in the liquid. The giant poured your combined mass into a glass.
"Yum, a banana and strawberry smoothie. Tommy would love this, I wonder where his is." Dad said out loud.
"Oh sure, now wonder where I went to, after I have been sliced and diced." You thought sarcastically. Father started to drink his smoothie. His mouth was warm and you felt lucky that he couldn't chew you up anymore. Once you landed in his stomach, you could immediately, recognize the pieces of banana from you before. They were melted and didn't look good at all. The stomach acids were working on you quickly as well. They hurt a lot, and you were fainting fast. "No" was all you could say as your last words. Both Eric and your dad went on with their lives not knowing exactly what happened to you.
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