“STOP!” Daisy screamed, making everyone pause and look at her. Daisy became flustered at seeing everyone staring at her, she hadn’t meant to scream, but she had to do something when she saw Misty take those shrinkees out. Daisy was a very passive-aggressive person; she believed that by living a clean and simple life, she could inspire people to do the same. Daisy only wanted one thing, for everyone to live in peace and harmony together, with no smut or filth turning young women into harlots. Daisy detested the concept of sex, which had earned her a reputation as a prude around Pallet town. Rumor had it that she hasn’t even masturbated once. Because of her attitude, it came to no surprise to anyone that when shrinkees started to be sold on the main stream as sex toys and food, Daisy opposed it completely.

“Yes,” Misty said sardonically. She had hoped to have this confrontation later, but it seemed that wasn’t going to be possible. Misty and Casey both loved shrinkees and they were going to eat them, they were going to go to restaurants that sold shrinkees and torture them when they were bored. They weren’t going to change for Daisy, so Misty knew that it would be up to her and Casey to shift Daisy towards their way of life. Judging by the cross look Daisy was giving them, that wasn’t going to be easy.

“You can’t eat those young men. They have families and loved ones that miss them. What your doing is hurting not only them, but their families that miss them and are probably weeping for them as we’re sitting here,” Daisy threw out, trying to force her friends to listen. Casey and Misty rolled there eyes, if Daisy thought that she could play the grief stricken family card to guilt them, then she was wrong.

“Please, most of these shrinkees were sold to the market by their families and loved ones. You could round up shrinkee on the planet and return them to their previous homes and all you’ll only be giving away free food. Most families are more likely to garnish a shrinkee family member then hug them.” Daisy frowned. It was a sick fact, but it was true. When husbands shrink, wives usually eat or sell them. Sons are more likely to be eaten by their mothers then taken care of. On more then one occasion, children will eat their fathers if they shrink. Sighing, Daisy looked around her and spotted Ash sitting on Misty’s thigh. That gave her an idea.

“What about Ash and Brad? How do you think they feel seeing living breathing people their size being gobbled down? After witnessing such atrocities, they both must be traumatized. If not for the sake of the poor men you’re eating, then for Ash and Brad you got to stop. I can only imagine the nightmares they must have about you reaching down and eating poor defenseless men,” Daisy’s voice was starting to crack near the end. Everything she said was too emotional for her and she was starting to be affected. Why couldn’t anyone see what she could see? Men were being eaten alive!

Misty began to say something about Daisy’s comments. No one tells her that she’s traumatizing Ash and gets away with it. But before she could say a word, Ash cut in.

“I got to admit, it was a little disturbing watching Misty eat men right in front of me, but after seeing hundreds of other women do it, its lost a lot of its shock value. I’d like it if Misty stopped eating shrinkees, but it would be wrong of me to force my opinion on her. She loves eating shrinkees and if she stopped doing it, not because she wanted to, then that would be wrong. As long as Misty’s happy, she can do whatever she wants with shrinkees.” Misty’s heart swelled at hearing his comments. He cared about her so much that he let her eat shrinkees even though he didn’t agree with it. She was really lucky to have such a kind and caring man.

Once more, Daisy started going on and on about ‘the sanctity of life’ and ‘respecting every creature big or small’. Honestly, it was all white noise to Misty. It wasn’t until Daisy started spouting nonsense about how cruel and evil Misty was that she started to be bothered. At that moment, Misty had enough of Daisy attitude. How could she be so against eating Shrinkees if she’s never tried one before. A light bulb went off in Misty’s head when she realized something that would shut Daisy up for a bit.

“How do you feel about a deal Daisy?”

“What kind of deal?” Daisy said wearily. She had moments before been in a heated argument with Misty, but now suddenly, she seemed calm and content. What was that girl up to?

“A deal that involves me and Casey not eating any shrinkees tonight.” Casey went to protest, but Misty waved her off. They had to do this if it would make Daisy shut up. Misty then slyly said, “the deal is, you eat one shrinkee. If you like it, we share the shrinkees with you, but if you don’t, we’ll let the shrinkees remain uneaten.”

Daisy looked aghast, she couldn’t eat a shrinkee, she’d be a murder, but if she didn’t then they would all be dead. Would eating one shrinkee to save a dozen be right? Daisy struggled with her decision, but finally knew what she had to do.

“You promise, I eat one shrinkee and you wont eat any tonight?”
“Not a single one will be eaten,” Misty swore. Misty’s face was solemn, but inside she had a smirk. There were other things her and Casey could do that didn’t involve swallowing any shrinkees tonight. Not that Misty had any plans to tell Daisy what her and Casey did under their sleeping bags at night. The thought of her midnight sessions brought her back to Ash. She loved him and he satisfied her in many ways, but there were some sexual acts that she didn’t dare even consider using Ash for. Those acts were usually fatal to shrinkees and only to be used on ones that you don’t mind suffering. Ash said that as long as Misty’s happy, she could use shrinkees for whatever she wanted. She wondered idly if that included the sordid things as well.

“Hand me a shrinkee, please.” Misty woke up for her musings to hear Daisy ask shyly for a shrinkee. Misty handed one to Daisy, who took it in shaky hands. The shrinkee had spent the last several hours in her hot bag, so he was pretty out of it, but he still had enough energy to scream when Daisy looked down at him.

Daisy bit her lip nervously, not sure if she could go through with it. She steadied herself by reminding herself that she would e saving many shrinkees from a horrible fate. Steadying herself, She lifted one hand to her nose and pinched shut her nostrils. Maybe if she couldn’t taste the little man, it would feel just like swallowing a pill? Trying not to think about what she was about to do, Daisy tossed the man into her mouth and closed her yap.

Everyone watched as Daisy slowly moved the man around her mouth. They saw her cheeks bulge out for a little while and shake as the shrinkee struggled inside her mouth. She moved him around gingerly, not sure about what to do next. Several facial expressions formed on her face as she moved him from one corner of her mouth to the other. After the struggles had stopped, Daisy tilted her head back and swallowed a small lump passed down her neck, wiggling as it went. It landed in her stomach and Daisy sighed, maybe in regret or maybe in satisfaction. Everyone watched her carefully to see what Daisy felt after eating her first shrinkee.