This choice: Nah, lets do something else... • Go Back...Chapter #8Family Friend or Family Breakfast? by: Unknown “Honestly, I’d prefer a shower.” You smile. Your anal diving exploits have left you with a powerful odor. You don’t really mind it, but you’re sure it can’t be very hygienic.
Nina leaned in and sniffed lightly, “Woo, yeah, I think that would be for the best!” She giggled.
For the next five minutes Nina washes you off under a faucet with bar soap. You relax as Nina’s pudgy fingers kneed the soap into your skin. You could wash yourself but it feels really nice when she does it. After rinsing off the last of the suds, Nina wipes you against her shirt to dry you off.
“All right, that should do it. Now lets head downstairs for some breakfast, I’m starving!” With you in hand Nina exits the bathroom and rushes downstairs, her blonde pigtails bobbing up and down, and her small belly doing likewise.
Sandra, your best friend’s mother, is there, “Hi hon,” She says without looking up from the kitchen counter, “Breakfast is on the table.” You’re surprised she knew who it was without even looking but, then again, Mike’s youngest sister can pack it away. She’s probably always the first one to the table.
Nina sits down to a plate of scrambled eggs and toast. There’s a big glass of orange juice off to the side. She gives a squeal of delight looking at the mountain of gooey yellow goodness.
“Want some juice?” She asks you. She’s whispering to keep her mother from hearing her.
“Sure.”
Grinning Nina dangles you over her glass…. And drops you in, “There you go, enjoy!”
“Gee, thanks Nina.” You growl, trying to splash her with the pulp less juice. You’re too small and it’s difficult to aim. Nina just smiles and sticks out her tongue playfully. Soon enough though she’s attacking the eggs and toast on her plate. You’re amazed at how fast she can wolf it down. Forkful after forkful disappear into her cavernous mouth. She only needs a few seconds to nibble daintily, savoring the foods flavor and texture, before swallowing the mouthful.
“Those lucky eggs.” You mutter.
Nina smiles down at you happily, “They are lucky, aren’t they? Here, help me wash them down.” Picking up the glass of orange juice, Nina began to chug her beverage. You were forced to go with the flow, literally. The bright orange torrent pulled you downwards to her lips. You collided with them but they were very cushiony. With a smack, Nina set the glass back down and went back to shoveling eggs into her maw.
Eventually she reached for the glass again. You prepared yourself for Nina’s second sip. This time, however, things played out a bit differently. Before you could impact with her soft greedy lips again she opened wide. You fell face first onto her plump tongue. Nina let the orange juice drain down her throat, leaving you stranded there on the wriggly, pink muscle.
“Mmmmmmmmmm.” She moved you back in forth, tasting your entire body. It felt great as Mike’s sister continued to suck and prod you with her tongue. You were a bit afraid you’d be joining Nina’s eggs but, if that was the case, there wasn’t much you could do to fight. You just decided to enjoy the experience. It felt like a steamy massage. You couldn’t help but be a little jealous of Nina’s past meals as you were slowly covered in little girl saliva.
Eventually Nina opened her mouth and let you slide off her tongue and back into her hand. You shiver at the sudden change in temperature.
“Mike has good taste in friends.” The plump young giantess joked. Her cheeks suddenly puffed up a bit. A soft belch rolled off her lips…. Right on top of you! The burp smelled like the orange juice you’d been bathing in, “Excuse me.” Nina said cutely, “You’re going to help me if those stubborn eggs don’t want to come out later, right?”
You shiver with delight. You really should talk to Nina about speaking to her mom, and finding you a hospital, but instead, “Sure Nina. Digest them and I’ll help you out with your poop if it’s reluctant to come out again. Of course, can you really blame it? You have such a cute little hiney.” Coaxing out her turds had been a lot more satisfying than you would have imagined.
“That’s why I don’t get too mad at it. Why would it want to be flushed down the toilet when it could be here in a nice warm belly?” She rubbed her tummy softly.
Just then Stacy and Mike came down the steps. They took their places at the table. Stacy, who sat right next to Nina, saw you immediately. On her face was a look of shock, then delight!
Stacy is Mike’s other little sister, but she is several years older than Nina. She’s thinner and has darker hair. She has always had a huge crush on you. Recently she had become more open about it. Before she’d simply shyly stare at you but, recently, she had been following you around like a lovesick puppy. When you’d go over to Mike’s to watch a movie she’d sometimes plop down in your lap, wiggle to get comfy, then watch it with you. You, likewise, liked to playfully tease her and mess up her hair. Mike didn’t really like his sisters but you always found them to be cute, and you’d sometimes walk to school with Stacy (here school was on the way). Earlier that year, while attending a Christmas party at Mike’s, she’d followed you around until you were foolish enough to walk under some mistletoe. You’d given her a peck on the cheek and she’d turned redder than a fire hydrant.
Unlike Nina, who usually avoided you (but only because you were always with Mike, and Mike picked on her) You considered Stacy to be something of a friend. Or, at the very least, someone you could mess around with.
Stacy reached for you….. Only to have Nina pull her hand backwards, “Hey, he’s mine.”
“No way, you don’t even like him!” Stacy complained.
“Says who? He’s mine! Nyagh!!!!” Nina stuck out her tongue.
“Hey, what are you two fighting over?” Sandra asked annoyed, for the first time turning around. She spotted you clutched in Nina’s hand.
“Oh, him. I shrunk him last night.” Your eyes widened, Mike’s mom did this to you.
“But why?” Stacy asked confused. She wanted to get her hands on you but, she was curious why her mother had shrunk you.
“He saw me putting away the shrink ray last night. I told him it was one of Mike’s old toys but…. You can never be too careful.” Sandra clucked, “I had a talk with Mike last night. He was very good about the whole thing, agreeing that it would be a good idea to shrink and dispose of him.”
So THAT’S what the gun was. You’d actually believed her when she said it was just a toy. Suddenly you felt sick to your stomach. Mike agreed to let his mom get rid of you? You looked over at your now giant friend but he seemed unconcerned, even now. Mike had always been pretty stoic and easy going. When his mother had told him she needed to get rid of you he had probably just shrugged.
“I was wondering why he was so tiny.” Nina commented.
Looking up at her you remember she’d only been a little surprised to find you shrunk in the bathroom. Mike’s whole family must be pretty familiar with the shrink gun.
“Yes, well, I figured I’d shrink him and let Mike play with him a little before getting rid of him. Seems you got to him first though, huh sweetie? I’m surprised he isn’t in that little tummy of yours.”
Sandra extended her hand and Nina dropped you onto her palm, “I would have, but he was very nice to me.” Nina explained, “I like him.”
“So….. I’m guessing you aren’t going to grow me back to normal size?”
Mike’s mother shook her head, “We can’t have anyone know about the shrink ray and live. We all like to shrink and eat people.” Sandra explained, looked down and making eye contact with you, “If word got out about the device, people might start to suspect something.”
“I had the paper boy yesterday.” Nina explained. “He was always throwing the paper too hard, once he knocked over a potted plant. Mommy let me have him. He was really feisty, I guess he must have really liked it in here.” She lifted up her shirt and tapped her belly button, “I love it when boys squirm and jiggle in my tummy.” Nina confided.
“So you eat them alive?” You ask fascinated. For some reason, even though you have your best friends family looming over you, talking about eating people, you aren’t scared. In fact you’re feeling a tingling sensation in your crotch. The idea of getting eaten and added to someone’s waistline is scaring, yet exciting.
“Yup!” Nina smiled, answering your question.
“It’s so much better when you swallow people whole.” Stacy told you excitedly, “The only time I ever chewed was when I had your girlfriend Jessica….. She was so disagreeable, even as a meal. She gave me bad gas.” Stacy let her hand land on her belly as she remembered devouring your girl.
She had disappeared a month ago, you hadn’t minded too much though. She’d been cheating on you and stealing your money, you had been planning to break up with her. It made sense she’d now that she’d disappear into Stacy, who wanted you all to herself. Thinking back now you remember that a lot of people had disappeared over the past few years, more than what could be considered normal. There was also that bus of high school students (from the district beside yours) that had disappeared half a year ago. You shiver as you realize all thirty two of them had probably been eaten, digested, and shitted out by Mike, Sandra, Nina, and Stacy.
“Well, we can’t have you scurrying around. I’m very sorry but I have to dispose of you.” Sandra explained.
Nina and Stacy looked at each other, then back over at you.
“You really don’t need to, I won’t tell anyone.” Though the idea of going from family friend to family calories was a somewhat appealing one, you wanted to live.
“Sorry, but you’re not growing big again. I just can’t risk you telling people our secret. I’ll make it quick, just a flick of my fingers and I could break you neck for you. Then I’ll flush you. It’ll be quick and painless. Or I suppose I could give you a pleasurable end. I’ve had some lonely nights these last few years and my….‘toy’ ran of batteries last night. We could, entertain eachother until you were crushed, and then I could flush ya.”
“Mom!” Stacy stood up looking antsy, “Just give him to me!”
“Um, do I have to die at all? I can’t really tell anyone anything at this size.”
“That’s true….” Sandra said slowly.
You looked over at the kids. Hopefully they would back you up. The recently not so shy Stacy, your best friend Mike, hungry but playful Nina, they all liked you. You knew even Sandra liked you, to some extent. Now that you were a liability though, would the once friendly family dispose of you?
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