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Portal Problems

by NEDM (TwoTailedMoon)

Rated: E · Interactive · Thriller/Suspense · #1983547

Portals, inter-dimentional shrinking, boys. Maybe some other stuff

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Chapter #8

Bad plan

by: NEDM (TwoTailedMoon)

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You felt your body hit something gooey, almost as if you had fallen into a vat of ...of...

The smell hit you.

Onion dip.

"Yugghhh!!!" your whole body was covered from head to toe with the white gunk. The smell was almost overwhelming. Fortunately, you hadn't sunken in so deep that you couldn't breath. Though, you were still about chest-deep in it.

You tried to push yourself forward, only to be met with great resistance.

Suddenly a shadow fell over the bowl

You looked you up to see that the ceiling was now replaced by an absolutely enormous Cody, looming over the bowl.

"CODY!!! HELP!!" You continued to struggle in the thick creamy substance

There was an unnerving smile on his face as he stared down into the bowl.

Suddenly, his gigantic hand came over the side of the bowl, holding a chip as wide as a house.

You watched in horror as the chip submerged into the lake of onion dip. It required practically no effort for the growing boy to lift a massive layer of the dip up out of the bowl and up to his face.

*CRUNCH* "....Mmmmm~"

This plan had gone terribly wrong.

The sound of the boy's eating sent you into a frenzy. You continued your attempt to swim towards the side of the bowl, if only to just get away from the dipping zone.

To your horror, another chip was already being dipped not far from you.

You kept pushing yourself forward, trying to drown out the sound of Cody's chewing.

*GULP*

You could hear the rustling of the chips in the other bowl, you could only pray that you're not a part of the next dunk.

You managed to escape once again, but the process only continued. The dip level around you was lowering and Cody didn't seem to show any signs of slowing down.

You looked up to see Cody licking his lips of the creamy dip before stuffing another chip into his mouth. His eyes seemed glassy as he continued to indulge his appetite.

You wonder how you could have possibly ended up in this situation. All you wanted to do was surprise the kid, now you've somehow ended up leaving yourself totally helpless and in danger of being a tiny part of the boy's snack.

"PLEASE STOP!!! PLEAAAASE!!"

The boy didn't even waver as he dunked in another chip, this time, directly under you.

"PLEASE CODY NO!! PLEASE I'M RIGHT HERE!! LOOK"

The bowl around you disappeared as your scenery was quickly replaced with Cody's enormous face.

The twelve year old's wet lips parted in front of you, opening wide for the next chip.

"CODY!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

You attempted to flee to the other side of the chip as the inside of the boy's mouth got closer; The heat and smell of his oniony breath slammed against your senses. His saliva had mixed with the onion dip and was dripping down across his entire mouth. His massive wet tongue shimmered against the light and was covered with streaks of the creamy residue. The back of his throat undulated as his uvula quivered above the dark pit below.

You made one a final desperate cry as you watched his fingers let go of the chip, and his mouth close shut.

As Cody began to chew, he noticed a small piece of paper next to one of the bowls.

"Hmm?" The boy picked up what looked like a mini fortune cookie ticket.

[Cody! Go outside!]

(???) The boy continued to chew as he stared at the note in confusion.

(Whatever...) He crumpled the piece of paper up in his hand before gulping the contents of his mouth.

Licking his lips clean, he reached for another chip.

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