This choice: They add you to the pizza being made for Mary, Stacy, and Emma. • Go Back...Chapter #5They add you to the pizza being made for Mary, ... by: Kentwolf   Kara rolls you about in her hands, slowly crushing you into a ball as she explained to Patty "If we mess with her or let someone else mess with her, she might escape and then tell your mom...but if we add her to the pizza dough for your mom and her friends..." Patty grinned and finished the sentence "Then she will be split between the three of them and could be gone for even longer than Jill!" She said excited that they had a plan to torment you and get away with it. You couldn't believe how evil the two of them were, you hoped Jill was ok, trapped in a container of sauce in the big freezer. Months might be the earliest she sees the light of day, If the Resterant doesnt get to her pot it could be years. Although, right now, you were more worried about your future.
Kara took you to the preparation area and quickly rolled you about in flour until you had the same appearance as a roll of dough, then she checked the orders and tossed you to one of her collegues. "Here, for table twelve" She said with a cheerful smile as the other girl caught you. "Cheers Kara" She replied before she began stretching you out, tossing you in the air as she slowly made you into a large pizza disc. You couldn't even scream as she tossed you up over and over, letting you get bigger each time. When she was satisfied, she laid you down on the counter ontop of flour and began to spread an even coating of the cold tomato sauce with herbs in it all over you, blinding you as it smeared over your eyes.
You felt more toppings being added before a tray was slid under you and you were carried to the big stone oven. The rush of heat would have turned you to a liquid if the topping and the coating of flour wernt protecting you, the flour soaking into your softening body, making you thicker as it cooked. Soon you were bubbling with cheese and the flour had made you solid enough to pass for a real pizza base. Being taken out of that furnace, you felt a sharp blade slice you into large triangle slices before being carried out to the table. "Here you are ladies, enjoy" You heard a cheerful voice say before leaving you to your fate. Mary and her friends thanked the girl before each picking up a slice of you.
They found you to be delicious, munching away at you as they chatted and laughed. Unaware that they were eating Jacks mother during their little lunch date. You wished you had someway of getting their attention, but sadly all you could do was sit there and get eaten. You felt your body going down three different throats before being stored in three different stomachs. As your body was dissolved you found you couldn't sense your other body parts anymore, only where your mind was. Trapped inside one of the women, all you could do was gurgle as she slowly digested you.
You lost track of time inside her, but eventually it was time to exit her body along with the rest of the digested matter. You slowly slid out, landing in the water of a toilet bowl before paper was dropped ontop of you. The flush came next, never giving you a chance to even try to reform as you rushed away down the pipes.
Floating through the sewers was not a pleasant experience, but it was one you couldn't avoid. Eventually though, you were filted out of the water at the water treatment plant and left in a container with the rest of the waste. You were helplessly trapped, buried under the mounds of waste for what felt like an eternity, until eventually you were used as compost at a farm, sprayed across the feild to help the crops grow. Spread out so thinnly, you reformed slower than the snails moved.
By the time you had recovered your body, now barely a third your normal size, the crops were above your head. You carefully made your way out of the field, finding some clothes hanging on the washing line at a nearby house. Embarrisingly it was some private girls school uniform, but beggers couldn't be choosers. You hoped you would regain your normal size as your breasts were crushed down by the clothes and you walked along the road, having no idea what town you were in or how long you had been trapped. It could have been decades for all you knew, inside the container it was impossible to tell how long you were in it.
Feeling like a truenting school girl every time a car passed, its occupants glancing at her, you tried to hurry into the nearest town, hoping to find someway of contacting your son or Barbara to get you picked up. You didn't even notice the sign of the girls school you passed had the same logo as what was on your school blazer, you were just looking for a phone. You had spent the walk into town worrying about someone, somehow mistaking you for a truenting student and sending you to school. If some bratty school girls got ahold of you when you were squishy like this, you would never get home.
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