Flight Snack Shrunk in an airport chapter 7 by Louka31

“I see. Well, I’m glad I saw you,” she states. “I am heading to Miami for my friend’s birthday, and could use a snack during the long flight. I didn’t have time to purchase along the way over.”

“But you can’t eat me…”

“Hmm,” she replies, cutting you off. She brings you to her mouth and places you up to your waist inside, as if testing to see whether you are small enough to fit. And you are: her full lips are nearly twice your size. “It looks like I definitely can.”

“I have a life. You can’t just eat me now!”

“Oh don’t worry,” she explains matter-of-factly. “I’m not hungry yet; plus I’m going to take little nap. So you’ll have some time, maybe an hour or so until I work up an appetite.”

You begin to object, but she’s done talking about it. “Where should I put you where no one will see you during my nap?” she asks herself.

What does she decide?