Shrunk by a goth witch

Your friend May was always a little out there. Every week her hair was a different rainbow of colors, her face was pierced on almost every surface, and she always talked about how she used to be into witchcraft. One day when you picked her up for work, she packed a bong and sprinkled some kief on, and offered you a hit before you go, and you thought "Fuck it, why not?" As soon as you exhaled the smoke, you began to shrink to half an inch! "Woah, dude, it worked!" May said with delight. "That wasn't kief, that was a magic shrinking powder I found the recipe for." May picked you up out of your clothes and put you in the palm of her hand, then brought you up to eye level. "Please! Change me back!", you said. "I can't, even if I wanted to, the book I got it from was missing the recipe because the page was torn out. But now that you're tiny, I can have some fun with you! I gotta go to work, and I can't keep you in my pocket or you could escape, so how would you like to go to work with me in my shoe?" "No! You'll crush me like a bug!" "Don't worry, the shrinking powder should also make you immortal. SHOULD. I don't know though, this is the first time I've ever tried this." You stare up at her, shocked and say "Even if it does make me immortal, I still don't want to go in your shoe!" "Alright, how about a compromise, I'll take you in my sock." "My answer is still no." "You say that like it matters, you're fucking tiny, you can't stop me!" She started pulling off her shoe, then her sock, laughing the whole time at your protesting screams, which to her sounded more like squeaks. She dropped you into her dirty rainbow striped sock that she told you she's worn for 2 weeks straight for this, and placed it on her foot slowly, to maximize your terror. As soon as it were all the way on, she put on her spiked combat boots and said "I know you said you'd give me a ride to work today, but I think I can drive us there instead. I'm gonna squish you around every once in a while to make sure you're still alive, whenever I do that, I want you to fight back to let me know you're okay." She pocketed your keys and your wallet, and threw away your clothes. She lit up a cigarette as she got in your car, and said "I think I'll take the scenic route today." You screamed and begged for her to let you out and grow you back, but your cries fell on deaf ears as it was drowned out by heavy metal music. After a 12 hour shift in a hot kitchen, you've had to deal with her foot sweat, her squishing you around, and worst of all, you knew worse was coming when she got home. When May got home, it was almost 1 am, so she decided to go to sleep. She sat down on her bed and took off her shoes and socks. She dumps you out into her hand, then pokes and prods you to make sure you weren't dead. She looks at you and says "Don't worry, I won't make you sleep in that dirty sock all night." You look at her in relief. "You can sleep in the other one!" Your jaw drops and before you can react, places you up high on a dresser. "No peeking!" she said jokingly. "Okay, maybe a little peeking. " she said with a giggle. She undressed herself in front of you playfully, dancing as she took off her shirt, then her pants, and finally her bra. Once her breasts were free, she jiggled them side to side as she walked towards you. When she got close enough, she stopped in front of you and squished her breasts together as she swung them. Suddenly, she swings them hard and knocks you off the dresser, getting your arm caught in her nipple ring and snapping the bones, and hitting the ground hard enough to break your leg black out from shock. When you come to, May is standing above you wearing a pajama shirt and panties, asking how you feel. You take a mental check and realize that even though you had obviously broken your arm and both legs earlier, they were completely fine despite hearing an audible snap and seeing them bent in ways they should never be bent. "I told you it would make you immortal. Now are you ready for bed?" she said, ignoring your response as she put you in the sock of the opposite foot. When she finally got comfortable, she realized she could still hear your cries through the sock and the blanket. To get to to shut up, she squeezed you between her toes until you stopped making noise, then kept squeezing for another half hour to be sure her lesson sank in. After sleeping for over 14 hours, she finally woke up and took you out of the sock. You gulp in lungfulls of air after being waterboarded by her sweaty socks all night. "Hey little dude, did you sleep okay? I know I did after you shut the fuck up. Anyways, do you wanna wake and bake?" "Hell no! The last time I smoked with you, I shrank to half an inch!" "Don't worry, I wanna be able to smoke it too, so it's not laced with shrinking powder, see?" She picks you up and puts you in her mouth, telling you to hold onto her tongue stud as she picks up the bong and smokes the whole bowl in 1 hit, almost making you lose your grip and falling down her throat as she pulls out the bong stem . As she holds in the smoke, her mouth becomes a gas chamber choked with thick, harsh smoke. After what feels like an eternity, she finally exhales and spits you out into her hand. You struggle to breathe from all the smoke inhalation, and finally sputter out "Why?" "Because I thought it would be fun to have a little toy to play with, and now that I have one I know I'm right!" She placed you back on her tongue and smoked bong after bong after bong, all the while you were trying to maintain your grip as you got weaker and weaker. After a few hours of this, she finally spits you out onto her hand again and asks "Are you good, dude?" You are barely able to whisper out that no, you were not good. "I can barely hear you dude, maybe I need to clean out my ears." You wonder if she's going where you think she's going. Your fears are confirmed as she picks you up by your waist between her finger and thumb, then shoves you headfirst into her left ear. She twists you around, digging you deeper and deeper into her earwax. After she feels satisfied that it's clean, she repeats the process with her right ear. "That's much better, I could hear your screams crystal clear! So, do you wanna have some drinks and watch TV or something?" Wondering how she'll spin this to be torturous, you regretfully said yes. She sat you down on the couch, found a good movie, got out a bottle of liquor, then made popcorn. She finally sat down on the couch and said "Are you ready to go to the VIP seat?" You stood there puzzled until her hand reached out for you, you ran to the other end of the couch, scared of what she'll do if she catches you. Before you can get away, she puts her hand in front of you like a wall, then plucks you up between her fingers. She brought you up to her face and said "Alright cutie, let's watch this." She drops you straight down and you land in her cleavage, bouncing around because her breasts were so perky. She hit play on the movie, you both got comfy and a little bit drunk and things were going great until you reached out to get some popcorn and fell in. Suddenly, you start shrinking again until you reach a quarter inch, because unknown to May was that she used the wrong plant for the stabilizer in the shrinking powder. She doesn't notice you as she grabs the last handful of popcorn and kernels, taking you along for the ride. She shoves the buttery, salty pile with you at the center into her hungry mouth and starts chewing, turning the popcorn into a mushy paste. You hold onto her tongue stud as she swallows, feeling a little safer once you see all the popcorn mush disappear into her throat, until you hear a crunching sound. You realize she's crushing the kernels with her teeth so she can eat them, and she thinks you're a popcorn kernel. You manage to avoid her teeth as 1 by 1, the kernels disappeared down her cavernous gullet until it was down to just you. She rolled you around with her tongue, savoring the flavor until she placed you in between her molars and crunched. She realized something was off because this crunch was different from all the others. She rolled you around in her mouth, chewing you a few more times trying to figure out what it was before she looked down in her cleavage and noticed you missing. She spat you out into the bowl and apologized after making sure you were okay. At this point, May had drank several shots and smoked several grams, with you in her mouth each time, barely hanging onto her piercing and avoiding getting eaten. She was getting curious what would happen if she ate you, and she was drunk enough that she wasn't thinking of any consequences or problems. After smoking 2 grams of weed and 6 cigarettes with you in her mouth, she gets you on the tip of her tongue and starts rubbing you around her gums and over her teeth, getting hurt by the piercings in her lips. She finally puts you on the tip of her tongue and starts tilting her head back slowly, giggling as she feels you struggling to hold on. Suddenly, you hear a loud gurgle, then May lets loose a giant burp that blows you off her tongue and into the air before falling straight down, trying to grip onto her uvula, and fail, getting sucked down into the waiting abyss that was her stomach. She traced your path into her with her fingers starting with her mouth and following you down until you splash into her stomach acid. You stand there shocked at what your friend was doing to you until you hear a strange noise. Suddenly, what seems like a river of liquor comes pouring down onto you as she chugs the last half of the bottle all at once. You lay there in the acid/ alcohol mixture, getting drunk off the fumes until she lays down for bed, tossing you around inside her stomach. She starts to pass out from the alcohol, as do you. You wake up hours later with the whole world trembling as you realize what's about to happen. She runs to the bathroom and pukes in the sink, getting you out of her stomach. Your situation has not improved as she immediately keeps throwing up on you, drowning you in a mixture of chyme and alcohol. She pulls you out and washes you off. She brings you up to her face and says "Well, you can handle partying with me, so I'm definitely keeping you, you're just so fun to play with." She brings you to her black lipstick covered lips and gives you a big kiss. She sucks you into her mouth and spits you back out onto the floor where she immediately stomps you. "Yeah, we're gonna have a lot of fun..." To be continued?