"I don't negotiate with food."
The Shrinking Virus- Collaberotica Version
Chapter 29
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krauser3000
Pam’s ego got the best of her. Jessica was right. Allison, Kens mom would get over it. Their friendship wouldn’t end over a little snack she said mentally, trying to convince herself it was true. Amanda felt like she has been punched in the gut. She was so hopeful that she had found a way out! Despite this she didn’t give up, Pam must be bluffing. “Fine. Then I’ll snap his little neck like a twig.” She slowly started increasing the pressure on Ken like a vice. Ken could feel and hear his neck creaking as it turned and approached its limits.
Pam and Amanda’s eyes were deadlocked with each other as they played their deadly game of chicken, trying to call each other’s bluff. “Pam… help me…” Ken wheezed as his body was constricted further. A bead of sweat formed on Pams forehead, which Amanda took notice of. It was working. She was going to win! Then suddenly, a deluge of slippery viscous liquid rained down on her, Ken, and the bowl beneath them. Not expecting this, she sputtered and coughed as the unknown fluid got in her eyes and mouth. Ken also struggled, causing her to slip on the now creamy floor. Her grip loosened on Ken due to how slick they had become; Ken took this opportunity to struggle free! Amanda quickly regained her senses and lunged at Ken, but it was too late. Pam had plucked him up and whisked him out of the bowl. It was over.
As defeat settled in, she noticed the taste and smell of the liquid. It was some sort of mild barbeque sauce. “Nice thinking, Maddy” complimented Pam. During the standoff, Amanda had stayed alert of her surroundings up until the end. Her fatal mistake was staring at Pam and not looking around like before. “Yup! I noticed she wasn’t looking around and used this little packet of shrinky sauce I had in my pocket from an earlier meal. It’s made just for these little ones and enhances the flavor! I can’t believe I forgot it until now.” So that’s what had happened. Maddy had squirted the sauce on her while she wasn’t looking. Before she could formulate another plan, Pam’s other hand descended into the bowl with much more malicious intend than before. She held her in a fist-like grip, squishing the breath out of her lungs.
In the other hand, Ken was lying on Pam’s open palm. He coughed and wiped his face off. “Th-thank you Pam!” His body was shaking violently from the adrenaline dump he just experienced. “You can thank Maddy’s quick thinking.” Pam deflected. “Stay put for a bit.” She turned to the miniature veteran in her hand while the other girls resumed their living meal. They were playing with their food before swallowing them whole, taking their time to enjoy each one. They knew the only limit to their meal was how big their stomachs were, the shrinks were all you can eat, after all.
Pam moved her captive to right in front of her mouth. It was payback time. “Remember what I said earlier? Now I’m going to make you experience hell until you beg to be swallowed.” Amanda’s sense of smell was overwhelmed by Pam’s hot breath. It smelled of alcohol and the food she had eaten. Every time she opened her mouth, she got a glimpse of the entrance to her final digestive resting place.
“My stomach will seem like a paradise after I’m finished with you.” Amanda tried to hold strong and not show weakness. She had training on how not be broken if taken captive. “You… won’t break my… spirit…” Amanda wheezed in defiance as Pam continued to squeeze her. “Oh this will be fun, breaking a tough veteran like you. But before that, let’s get you cleaned up Ken. That sauce smells yummy.” She lowered Amanda slightly and brought Ken near her mouth. He recoiled in primal fear. He had been near and in her mouth enough for a life time. “Wait! Pam, please don’t! Just leave me like this!” Pam rolled her eyes. “Oh, be quiet. I’m not going to swallow you or mash you up with my teeth, so stop panicking. I’m just going to have a little taste like before.” she said wetting her lips subconsciously. Ken began “Pam, I thi-“
Pam interrupted. “You know Ken, little appetizers like you shouldn’t talk back to big people like me.” “S-sorry Pam.” Ken mumbled. The gears in Pam’s mind were turning. She was starting to enjoy dominating Ken like this very much and decided to take it further. “Sorry, Pam? Food shouldn’t address me like that. Call me mistress.” Ken was angry and humiliated, but didn’t want to push his luck and decided to give in. The groans, gurgles, slurping, and gulping sound he heard from the women behind him were a constant reminder of how easily he could be eaten. Thankfully they were focused on eating people other than him and had started chatting to each other about things casually, like everything was normal.
“Sorry, Mistress.” He spoke. “Good.” She replied. Pam was loving it. She always thought of Ken as a nuisance she would eventually send down to her belly, but new opportunities were arising. She had always treated shrinks as food or pests and never kept them around very long. He could be here little pet. Her plaything. She had made up her mind. She was going to keep Ken one way or another. “Now, as your first order, my little pet, walk into my mouth and I’ll clean you up. No swallowing, I promise.” She extended her tongue out onto her palm like an organic carpet and opened wide. “Ahh~” she said expectantly. She could still feel Amanda squirming in her other hand, but she would address her soon.
Ken knew better than to keep Pam waiting and had given up on resisting her after everything he had been through. He cautiously stepped onto the tongue. The soft slippery flesh felt strange beneath his feet and it was hard to balance. The sauce dripped off of him as he made his way forward and saliva squished between his toes. To Pam’s delight, her tongue was tickled by his tiny steps. As Ken made his way further, under her incisors, the heat and humidity raised dramatically as expected. Saliva dripped from the sealing right onto his head with a sploosh. Unable to keep his balance, Ken eventually slipped and fell face first on the tongue. It was a soft, but humiliating landing. Pam chuckled and sealed him inside and began to taste him.
Ken didn’t resist as the tongue moved him around in her mouth like before, but something was a little off. Was Pam being a little gentler with him this time? He must be imagining things, he thought. He was pressed softly into her hard palate; the pressure was low enough for him to keep breathing Pams recycled air. The tongue moved back and forth rubbing him like an other-worldly massage, absorbing his flavor as the sauce was removed by her saliva and soft suckling. Ken felt strangely safe when he thought about it. Assuming Pam didn’t swallow him, he was in one of the safest places possible. Nobody could get at him in here and Pam would be aware of every little move he made on her sensitive tongue. The tongue lowered, letting him lie face up on the center. His body sunk in like he was on a memory foam mattress.
Satisfied, Pam moved her pet through her pursed lips, removing as much saliva as she could and pulled him along with her free hand. He was set gently on her palm. “What do we say to our Mistress for getting cleaned?” She asked in a condescending tone. “Thank you, Mistress” Ken replied, stifling his anger. As soon as he was back safe with his Mom, he was going to tell her everything. There’s no way she would let Pam get him after he told her, right? “Good boy. Shrinks who forget their manners tend to get gobbled up by big scary humans like me. After we get home from this little vacation, you’re going to tell your Mom you want to stay at Auntie Pam’s house for a while so she doesn’t have to worry about taking care of you anymore. Understood?”
Ken realized things may not be as simple as he hoped. Pam wanted to keep him now. He would have to think of a way to safely tell his mom what happened, or he would never escape. “Yes, Mistress” he replied. No sense in making her angry now, he would wait for the right time. “Good boy. I’ll have to get some of that shrinky sauce. You taste good with it.” Pam said as she shifted her attention back to Amanda. “As for you, my little warrior, I think its time you learned what happens to shrinks who threaten my pet.” Surprisingly, Amanda was still defiant, trying to worm her way out of her hand.
Despite what she had done, Ken felt bad for Amanda. She probably only did it out of desperation, but it's not like he could save her now. It was impossible for her to be pardoned from Pam's stomach at this point.
“I wonder if I should punish you now, or wait until we get back to a hotel room. If I punish you now, I won’t get to focus on the delicious shrinks here, but if I put you in my purse for later, you might try to escape…” Pam thought out loud to purposefully torment Amanda. “I could order some spicy sauce to put on you and have you with some other food while you squirm in agony, or maybe ill nibble on your tiny little limbs until they break… Hm…” Amanda tried to shut out her words, but she was so close to the mouth that it was impossible. “If I take you home, maybe I’ll put you in the microwave and watch you cook from the inside so you’re all tasty and toasty, or let you freeze in a nice cold drink while your fingers turn black from frostbite. I could put you in a blender for a nice protein shake. Maybe I'll just keep you in a cage while you die slowly from starvation... Nah I wouldn't want to waste all that protein you've got in your body. There are so many choices…
Pam opened her fist a bit and gave Amanda a slow humiliating lick. Her screams were muffled by the tongue as it smothered her. Oh, yummy yummy! She might taste even better than you, Ken!” she taunted, and pressed Amanda to her stomach as it groaned in agreement, forcing her to listen to her body happily processing food. She was lifted back up just for Pam to belch on her, causing her to heave and retch. It was just a preview of how it would be inside of her.
Pam and Amanda’s eyes were deadlocked with each other as they played their deadly game of chicken, trying to call each other’s bluff. “Pam… help me…” Ken wheezed as his body was constricted further. A bead of sweat formed on Pams forehead, which Amanda took notice of. It was working. She was going to win! Then suddenly, a deluge of slippery viscous liquid rained down on her, Ken, and the bowl beneath them. Not expecting this, she sputtered and coughed as the unknown fluid got in her eyes and mouth. Ken also struggled, causing her to slip on the now creamy floor. Her grip loosened on Ken due to how slick they had become; Ken took this opportunity to struggle free! Amanda quickly regained her senses and lunged at Ken, but it was too late. Pam had plucked him up and whisked him out of the bowl. It was over.
As defeat settled in, she noticed the taste and smell of the liquid. It was some sort of mild barbeque sauce. “Nice thinking, Maddy” complimented Pam. During the standoff, Amanda had stayed alert of her surroundings up until the end. Her fatal mistake was staring at Pam and not looking around like before. “Yup! I noticed she wasn’t looking around and used this little packet of shrinky sauce I had in my pocket from an earlier meal. It’s made just for these little ones and enhances the flavor! I can’t believe I forgot it until now.” So that’s what had happened. Maddy had squirted the sauce on her while she wasn’t looking. Before she could formulate another plan, Pam’s other hand descended into the bowl with much more malicious intend than before. She held her in a fist-like grip, squishing the breath out of her lungs.
In the other hand, Ken was lying on Pam’s open palm. He coughed and wiped his face off. “Th-thank you Pam!” His body was shaking violently from the adrenaline dump he just experienced. “You can thank Maddy’s quick thinking.” Pam deflected. “Stay put for a bit.” She turned to the miniature veteran in her hand while the other girls resumed their living meal. They were playing with their food before swallowing them whole, taking their time to enjoy each one. They knew the only limit to their meal was how big their stomachs were, the shrinks were all you can eat, after all.
Pam moved her captive to right in front of her mouth. It was payback time. “Remember what I said earlier? Now I’m going to make you experience hell until you beg to be swallowed.” Amanda’s sense of smell was overwhelmed by Pam’s hot breath. It smelled of alcohol and the food she had eaten. Every time she opened her mouth, she got a glimpse of the entrance to her final digestive resting place.
“My stomach will seem like a paradise after I’m finished with you.” Amanda tried to hold strong and not show weakness. She had training on how not be broken if taken captive. “You… won’t break my… spirit…” Amanda wheezed in defiance as Pam continued to squeeze her. “Oh this will be fun, breaking a tough veteran like you. But before that, let’s get you cleaned up Ken. That sauce smells yummy.” She lowered Amanda slightly and brought Ken near her mouth. He recoiled in primal fear. He had been near and in her mouth enough for a life time. “Wait! Pam, please don’t! Just leave me like this!” Pam rolled her eyes. “Oh, be quiet. I’m not going to swallow you or mash you up with my teeth, so stop panicking. I’m just going to have a little taste like before.” she said wetting her lips subconsciously. Ken began “Pam, I thi-“
Pam interrupted. “You know Ken, little appetizers like you shouldn’t talk back to big people like me.” “S-sorry Pam.” Ken mumbled. The gears in Pam’s mind were turning. She was starting to enjoy dominating Ken like this very much and decided to take it further. “Sorry, Pam? Food shouldn’t address me like that. Call me mistress.” Ken was angry and humiliated, but didn’t want to push his luck and decided to give in. The groans, gurgles, slurping, and gulping sound he heard from the women behind him were a constant reminder of how easily he could be eaten. Thankfully they were focused on eating people other than him and had started chatting to each other about things casually, like everything was normal.
“Sorry, Mistress.” He spoke. “Good.” She replied. Pam was loving it. She always thought of Ken as a nuisance she would eventually send down to her belly, but new opportunities were arising. She had always treated shrinks as food or pests and never kept them around very long. He could be here little pet. Her plaything. She had made up her mind. She was going to keep Ken one way or another. “Now, as your first order, my little pet, walk into my mouth and I’ll clean you up. No swallowing, I promise.” She extended her tongue out onto her palm like an organic carpet and opened wide. “Ahh~” she said expectantly. She could still feel Amanda squirming in her other hand, but she would address her soon.
Ken knew better than to keep Pam waiting and had given up on resisting her after everything he had been through. He cautiously stepped onto the tongue. The soft slippery flesh felt strange beneath his feet and it was hard to balance. The sauce dripped off of him as he made his way forward and saliva squished between his toes. To Pam’s delight, her tongue was tickled by his tiny steps. As Ken made his way further, under her incisors, the heat and humidity raised dramatically as expected. Saliva dripped from the sealing right onto his head with a sploosh. Unable to keep his balance, Ken eventually slipped and fell face first on the tongue. It was a soft, but humiliating landing. Pam chuckled and sealed him inside and began to taste him.
Ken didn’t resist as the tongue moved him around in her mouth like before, but something was a little off. Was Pam being a little gentler with him this time? He must be imagining things, he thought. He was pressed softly into her hard palate; the pressure was low enough for him to keep breathing Pams recycled air. The tongue moved back and forth rubbing him like an other-worldly massage, absorbing his flavor as the sauce was removed by her saliva and soft suckling. Ken felt strangely safe when he thought about it. Assuming Pam didn’t swallow him, he was in one of the safest places possible. Nobody could get at him in here and Pam would be aware of every little move he made on her sensitive tongue. The tongue lowered, letting him lie face up on the center. His body sunk in like he was on a memory foam mattress.
Satisfied, Pam moved her pet through her pursed lips, removing as much saliva as she could and pulled him along with her free hand. He was set gently on her palm. “What do we say to our Mistress for getting cleaned?” She asked in a condescending tone. “Thank you, Mistress” Ken replied, stifling his anger. As soon as he was back safe with his Mom, he was going to tell her everything. There’s no way she would let Pam get him after he told her, right? “Good boy. Shrinks who forget their manners tend to get gobbled up by big scary humans like me. After we get home from this little vacation, you’re going to tell your Mom you want to stay at Auntie Pam’s house for a while so she doesn’t have to worry about taking care of you anymore. Understood?”
Ken realized things may not be as simple as he hoped. Pam wanted to keep him now. He would have to think of a way to safely tell his mom what happened, or he would never escape. “Yes, Mistress” he replied. No sense in making her angry now, he would wait for the right time. “Good boy. I’ll have to get some of that shrinky sauce. You taste good with it.” Pam said as she shifted her attention back to Amanda. “As for you, my little warrior, I think its time you learned what happens to shrinks who threaten my pet.” Surprisingly, Amanda was still defiant, trying to worm her way out of her hand.
Despite what she had done, Ken felt bad for Amanda. She probably only did it out of desperation, but it's not like he could save her now. It was impossible for her to be pardoned from Pam's stomach at this point.
“I wonder if I should punish you now, or wait until we get back to a hotel room. If I punish you now, I won’t get to focus on the delicious shrinks here, but if I put you in my purse for later, you might try to escape…” Pam thought out loud to purposefully torment Amanda. “I could order some spicy sauce to put on you and have you with some other food while you squirm in agony, or maybe ill nibble on your tiny little limbs until they break… Hm…” Amanda tried to shut out her words, but she was so close to the mouth that it was impossible. “If I take you home, maybe I’ll put you in the microwave and watch you cook from the inside so you’re all tasty and toasty, or let you freeze in a nice cold drink while your fingers turn black from frostbite. I could put you in a blender for a nice protein shake. Maybe I'll just keep you in a cage while you die slowly from starvation... Nah I wouldn't want to waste all that protein you've got in your body. There are so many choices…
Pam opened her fist a bit and gave Amanda a slow humiliating lick. Her screams were muffled by the tongue as it smothered her. Oh, yummy yummy! She might taste even better than you, Ken!” she taunted, and pressed Amanda to her stomach as it groaned in agreement, forcing her to listen to her body happily processing food. She was lifted back up just for Pam to belch on her, causing her to heave and retch. It was just a preview of how it would be inside of her.
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June 3, 2023
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