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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1993120
You decide to shrink yourself super tiny and survive, nobody aware of your existence.
This choice: You're eventually scooped up and carried into the young woman's mouth.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #7

Fine Dining

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You could only watch in horror as the spoon plunged through the surface of the creamy bog. Its basin disappeared just a few yards away from where you were trapped. The gorgeous titan above put on an awesome display of power, dragging it immediately back up. The soup shuddered around you as her now full spoon breached like submarine. It rocketed past her immense cleavage and neck, growing smaller until it reached her distant face. In a single, chilling motion, she guided the soup into her massive mouth.

She chewed slowly, savoring a shed-sized piece of grilled chicken. You couldn’t look away as her mighty jaws and cheeks churned. It was surreal to watch at such a minute scale. The muscles in her neck visibly plunged inward as she swallowed with a wet gulp.

Her spoon angled down again, this time aimed directly at you. You tried to fight through the cement-like soup as it impacted just to your left. With a mighty hand, she guided it into the deep. You began to panic as you felt it lurking below your position. In a desperate mix of clawing and and swimming, you tried fruitlessly to get away. You felt it before you saw it; the spoon was rising.

With disorienting speed, you were carried up to the girl’s stunning face. You felt like a speck as you took in her enormity. From a distance she was huge but up close, she was world-filling. Wide stretches of tan skin were dusted with makeup. The beauty of her sharp features was drastically magnified. She wasn't an attractive girl but a breathtaking monolith.

Dread and muggy breath washed over you as her lips parted. Full and pouty, you probably would've found them hot if they weren't about to devour you. Ropes of saliva stretched between her palate and the fearsome tongue beneath. The giant maw before you seemed to yawn open in slow-motion, revealing revealing rows of impeccable teeth. The spoon lurched as she shoveled the soup and you toward the slick cavern.
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