"You're such a big tease, Risa." You playfully snap at her.
"What are best friends for?" Risa patted you head and added, "I just remembered, I got something. I traded a bottle of fine-ass whiskey for it, but I think you'll enjoy it." Risa pulled out a small bottle from behind her back. It was purple. The label was too small to read. Risa placed it in your hands, "I wanted you to drink it. I think you'll like it."
You inspected the small bottle, a little hesitant it isn't poison. Seeing no logic why Risa would do that, you drank it. It tasted like stale grape cough medicine you had as a kid. You cringed and your face shuffled in disgust. Your eyes closed feeling your body squirm, and then you felt a hard thud on your rump. You open your eyes.
You're surrounded by darkness and thread. There were... Your pants? You scrounged around and pulled yourself to the light shining nearby. Once your feet hit the cold, hard floor you realized what transpired. You were shrunk! Not just that, Your tail felt odd. It belonged to a micen. You're ears did as well. You were a micen. You looked back at Risa, who was smiling and staring down at you. Not only were you a micen; you were a micen at the mercy of a hungry Risa.
This excited you.
Risa leaned over, amazed at the sight of a transformed leona, "Hehe, look at you Jackie. You're so cute down there! I could just eat you up." She reached for you and cautiously picked you up. You sat flat on her palm. This was amazing. You aren't even sure how this is possible. All you can think about is how fantastic this size is and what you can do with it.
You jump forward, almost falling off her palm, "Risa! Yes, please eat me!"
"Calm down, Jackie. I have plans, don't worry." She said as she was walking towards the couch. She laid down and placed you on her stomach and added, "Think about it. I just ate a bunch of micen. Don't you want my belly to yourself?"
You barely paid too much attention to her. You were listening to the tummy gurgle below you as it churned it's delicious meals. You laid your head against it for a better hear, and asked, "So... You know about my fantasies?"
Risa petted you, looking at the ceiling, "It was a valid hunch. So when It's empty, I'll let you decide if you want food to go with you or not. It could be a playground in there."
Her words, 'when you go', made you think. She's going to eat you, but is she going to actually digest you? You aren't sure about digestion. It sounds painful to die like that. "Risa, are you planning on digesting me? Will I ever be a leona again?"
Risa rubbed her fingers down your back, "Don't you worry, honey. The gypsy said you'll enjoy every moment of it. And she also gave me a gem to keep safe. She said it will be the next you. So relax, and let me get back to napping away my snack."
It's been about an hour. You enjoyed your time hearing the stomach work its own magic, but you found yourself on Risa's throat now. You were using it as leverage as you peer inside Risa's mouth. Her breath smelled like sweet ice cream to you now. Its warmth was inviting as well. Risa created a lot of questions telling you how everything has happened and what's going to happen. She does that. But what gypsy? And what kind of gypsy has a potion that turns people to edible treats? You don't dwell on it long. You have to make the decision on whether or not to be eaten with food, and lunch is soon.
Risa stretched and yawned her own self to sleep, knocking you on your rump on the couch. She looked at you and grazed her upper lip with her tongue, "So, you yummy scrumptious micen. How are you going to fill my belly?"
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