Dana Barone woke from a good sleep. She stretched and sighed. Slipping on her robe over her nude form, she walked to the window and opened the shutters. The dim light of dawn was well on the way. She walked to the kitchen, and started the instant coffee. Everything was quiet, and that was how she liked it. She checked her phone and found a few notifications. Just a few likes and comments from her side hustle. She was glad things were going so well, the extra funds were a huge help. She felt a little bad for the tinies that she took but mostly nobody really missed them. It was unfortunate, that things like that happened.
When you’re that small people will take advantage of you, that’s just life. Besides, most of the accounts asking for her to do all that were small themselves. She suspected they enjoyed being eaten or worse. It’s not like they have much else to look forward to. She wasn’t completely cruel about it either, making sure everyone had a little fun. The little guy last night surely enjoyed himself, and who wouldn’t enjoy some solo time in her mouth? She checked herself out in the mirror, running her tongue across her teeth. Then she gathered her coffee and went to the office.
Luckily, when things were a little slow she could always make her own work. In the office, she admired the new insta-shrink model she was able to pick up from a salvage yard. That was a real game-changer. No more needing to wait for someone to wander into the tiny house. Tiny people weren’t the only ones who could disappear. People get lost all the time, and it was hard to turn down a few hundred dollars. She patted her belly gently. It was time to check the footage.
She sat and booted up her computer. The pillcam was still connected, broadcasting from somewhere in her large intestine. The battery life on those was really phenomenal. The little guy was gone, probably dissolved hours ago. She turned off the recording and closed the viewing window. The raw footage saved and she loaded it into the scene builder with her overlays. She skipped around the footage, having a quick look. The lighting was good, and the view of her stomach looked great. She reversed the video, skipping back to the part the client requested. She resumed the video and it began to play. The little one was struggling, begging, and losing himself on her tongue. She remembered his taste, making a sucking sound with her lips.
Then her face froze. She paused the video, the freeze frame showing the terrified face of the little one as he came. His eyes were a mixture of despair and ecstasy. But his face… No that was impossible. She rewound the footage. There he was. Andrew, clear as day. Her daughter’s fiance. A kind young man. Her eyes grew wide and her hands began to shake. She shook her head, it must have been someone who looked like him. She played it again, this time he was held up next to her face. He was screaming. She turned up the audio. In between her mocking taunts she heard his voice. Faint and desperate.
"Dana! No! Stop! Please! Someone tell her! I'm her daughter’s fiance! I'm Drew!"
Her blood froze. This was impossible. She rolled the footage forward, unable to believe what she had done. She gripped her stomach, which was starting to turn. She paused the video when he lay at the back of her throat. She played it again, dreading what she already knew would come next.
His tiny body was laying in a pool of spit and cum. His pleading eyes looked directly into the camera. She placed her hand over her mouth.
“Dana-”
He was cut off. She watched him disappear. She ate him. Not just eaten, but… Her mind raced. Tears streamed down her face as she dialed his cell. This wasn’t real. This was fake. Her other hand attempted to stop the video but she was shaking so much. The video began to fast-forward at 3x speed. The line rang and rang. She looked down and noticed a tiny pair of pants lying next to her keyboard. She had discarded his clothes carelessly last night before drinking. There was a small light coming from the front pocket. His voicemail answered, and she watched him dissolve on the screen with wide terror in her eyes.
“Hey there! It’s Drew. Leave a message!”