"Honestly you can't just offer a girl up a free lunch and expect not to take it! Either this was your plan from the start, or you're an idiot. Either way, I think it's gonna be fun feeling you squirm down my throat today! Since you wanted to be a tiny and you're so turned on already you won't mind climbing in yourself right?" The blonde giantess carried on in a chipper tone as if she wasn't seriously talking about eating you!
You turned to run from her gargantuan hands but they easily swooped over your head cutting off your escape.
"Ah Ah little one. You can't just try to tease my tummy like that and get away with it!"
The girl produced a pair of worn out wide flat skate shoes, truly put to solid use over the past few months in this job. She effortlessly scooped you into the humid shoe despite your attempts at resistance, tipped you into the toe section and wrapped her warm smooth toes around you.
Throughout the morning muffled cries from terrified tinies mixed in with concerned questions from picky owners and helpful answers sprinkled with the underhanded sales tactics of a teenager consumed the outside world. Helping only slightly to distract from the pain, fear, heat, stench, and downright boredom under the eager teenager's rapidly heating-up soles.
Each time you heard the voice of a new woman in the world outside you're mind filled with fantasies of a gentle owner caressing you softly in her warm hands. But that dream is usually shattered when the voice proceeds to ask your owner for her opinions on fresh sandal accessories, party favors, or the like.
Lunch hour struck, and the blonde goddess plopped down onto a plastic crate in the back room among an assortment of tinies that didn't fit in the front. She peeled off her sweaty shot and dumped your exhausted body onto the cold concrete floor. Her huge icy eyes pierced you from above as she munched on her ham and garlic-herb blend sandwich.
You tried once again to back away, but her hand shot down and her cold fingers wrapped around you, holding you against the rough surface of the sub sandwich as the horrifying devouring maw approached closer and closer.
The storage shelf tines' eyes were all glued to the store girl's lunch. Unable to peel their attention from their unfortunate fate. Meanwhile your attention was solely devoted to begging for your life! You were ready to be and abused for extended periods of fun if a goddess so desired. But melting alive in some brat's stomach was not your idea of a good time! So you screamed and fought!
But at the end of the day, your struggles only prompted her to tighten her grip on subconscious instinct. The genes of a predator keen on holding on to its prey coming to light.
Soon enough the garlicky sandwich had disappeared inside of her, where it would be waiting for you. She licked her lips seductively, and then lapped at your entire body with her rough slimy tongue without warning. The tongue retreated momentarily, but hot dank breath still flowed over you from her mouth and nose.
"This is gonna be fun... Thanks for letting me eat you!"
And with that she took your tiny form into her hot mouth. Hot sticky saliva coated every inch as she worked your helpless body towards her massive throat. Powerful muscles worked you downward into her putrid cavern, where the next 8 hours of agonizing torture awaited.
"mmmmmmmm," Madyson rubbed her flat belly with a satisfied grin, and looked up at all the storage tinies staring at her with wide, terrified eyes. She winked at them, and then threw out her garbage and left the room.
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