The bus ride into downtown had been largely uneventful. Trish had done a decent job in appearing as a functional member of society as she wore her cleanest anime gray tee shirt, written across her chest was something about somebodyâs bizarre adventure. Over which she had one of Lisaâs old black jackets since it had been a bit chilly out. To match she had on her fanciest, baggy black sweatpants which had been washed somewhat recently and a matching pair of Converse that had been found thrown about in the hallway. While her hair had been haphazardly brushed, the real attention grabber of her magnificent attire had been a custom made cotton, over the shoulder tote bag with an emblem of a two-headed bear with a red star she had received as a gift from Lisa a few birthdays ago. Inside the bag, a cluttered mess of bare essentials which Trish could not leave home without. A small portable charger, the case for her earbuds, her house keys, wallet and most importantly her little Lisa who would have liked to dress up more than a clean black shirt and blue jeans but still hasn't gotten around to nice clothes shopping in case she shrinks even more. This was not the first time Lisa had traveled like this with her partner as she would tag along with her to get groceries or make a trip to the convenience store a few blocks away. Normally Lisa would have driven them around as Trish had not gotten her license yet but that quickly became much more difficult as she started shrinking. Luckily for Lisa, there was a smaller pouch on the inside of the bag she was able to mostly relax in when Trish sat down and only really got thrown about when she was walking from their apartment to the bus stop and from the bus stop down two blocks to their favorite Pho restaurant.
The two of them had been regulars here for quite some time since they have moved in together. The food was good, not too expensive, and the place was never too packed either. While most public areas have made an effort to accommodate shrunken people, the infrastructure being accessible enough for people around one foot to six inches, tinier folks had issues getting around by themselves. This issue got even worse in privately owned businesses, some of which outright viewed tiny people as pests and vermin. Luckily enough for these two, Lisa had checked in advance to see if they were accommodating to someone of her size and while they would be able to serve her it would probably end up being pho served in a shot glass or something. Lisa would not really mind though as she enjoyed the food and was just happy to be around Trish. Lisa could instantly recognize the smell of the restaurant the moment Trish had opened up her bag to get her.
"Well now, I havenât seen you in what feels like forever sweetieâ a voice boomed from behind the counter. It was Jen, an imposing yet kind older woman standing at a solid six feet. She was the manager of the restaurant who really enjoyed her food, she easily had another sixty pounds of muscle and fat on Trish. She was a stick compared next to this woman and Lisa was barely a toothpick. âWhereâs your girlfriend though, come to think of it I donât think I have ever seen you two apart from one another?â Trish slowly raised her palm with Lisa trying to maintain her balance in the center. âAhhh, I see, well Iâm sorry to hear that darling, we donât have much in the way of serving her at that height but Iâm sure I can make something work for you two. In the meantime, why donât you two go and take your seatsâ
Shortly after being greeted at the entrance the couple made their way to the spot they normally take, a small little booth that felt the most secluded to Trish even though Lisa would always tell her it was just as normal as every other table. Luckily enough for her there had only been around five other groups most of which were facing away from their spot. Mustering up the courage, Trish had bravely taken it upon herself to order for the both of them as they both always got the same dish - a simple beef pho with rare steak and well-done flank and a glass of water for herself.. by simply pointing at the menu.
Trishâs phone began to vibrate as she received a text. âSo are you enjoying your time out of the house, love? <3â
âItâs nice so far, I just wish this place delivered so we donât have to get all dressed up lolâ
âWell, Iâm just happy Iâm able to spend our anniversary together, outside, despite the whole shrinking thing :)â
âlmao you say it like its a bad thingâ
Before Lisa could respond Jen had brought the couple their food. For Trish, a large bowl that could easily be compared to an olympic sized swimming pool and for Lisa, a small shot glass which contained a handful of rice noodles and a few chunks of meat that still towered over her. âIâm sorry for the inconvenience honey, we havenât really been getting much patronage from smaller folks so we havenât gotten around to ordering smaller utensils and all. I hope you donât mind too much and if you need anything else just ask.â With that the two of them had started eating, not sharing a word or text message, as Lisa soon realized she had completely skipped breakfast as she got all caught up in Trishâs.
After about ten minutes or so Lisa had slowed down on eating as she didnât need much to start feeling full, barely making a dent in a noodle and a piece of meat in the glass. She gazed up at Trish who was slurping away at the noodles all while scrolling away on her phone, probably either reading leaks of updates for her games or just looking at memes. One moment the bundle of noodles had been held up, hanging between the pair of chopsticks, the next they were all gone, sucked behind those chapped pink lips. The only sign they had ever been there was a few drops of the broth hanging on her bottom lip and the fact that she had been chewing with her mouth somewhat open. While her chewing was unnoticeable to everyone else in the restaurant, Lisa had been enamored with the near rhythmic pattern of Trishâs mouth. Through the small gap between her lips in the near pitch dark cavern, Lisa could faintly make out the white of the masticated rice noodles as more and more of the bunch had been reduced to a more easily swallowable mush. If she had fallen into Trishâs bowl there would be absolutely nothing she could do about it asâŚ
Lisaâs phone buzzed, momentarily pulling her out of her trance to read the following messages,
âR u having fun staring over there ;3â
âAww do u miss my mouth that much Xpâ
Lisa looked up from her phone to see Trish cracking a smug little smile.
âAre you going to finish that by the wayâ Trish spoke barely above a whisper, as she pointed to the shot glass towering beside her. After a small nod Trish reached over the table, grabbing the small glass. Not taking her eyes off of Lisa as she brought it up to her lips and quietly slurped down the remaining contents all without chewing. Lisa watched in awe as the nearly imperceptible bulge appeared and disappeared in Trishâs throat, food that could have easily sustained her for a few days instantly gone in what could hardly be considered a mouthful for Trish. Trishâs expression had gone from one of a smug joy to a mild annoyance as Lisa could see the indent of her tongue through her left cheek. Trish quickly had an idea and soon enough that smile came back even wider as she began typing into her phone.
âIâve got something stuck in my teeth, wanna help me out ;3?â
Lisa nearly jumped as she got the message, whether Trish actually had food stuck in her teeth or not Lisa was not about to let an opportunity to get back in her lover's mouth slip by. She didnât even take the time to reply and started making her way even further across the table past the tall glass of water until she found herself side by side with Trishâs bowl. Her phone buzzed with another message, âTake your clothes off and leave your phone in your pants. I think I've âaccidentallyâ digested enough of your clothes for today ;3â Without a second thought, she did as she was told, luckily this place wasnât too busy and even if it was either one of them doubted anyone else in the restaurant would notice. Lisa expected her to just lay out her palm and bring her up to her mouth. Trish however had other plans as a pair of wooden chopsticks clamped down on Lisaâs waist and hoisted her up to the sky.
âHell yeah twice in one day,â Lisa was having an absolute blast as she was brought up to her devourerâs face so focused on where she was hoping to go that she barely even noticed the chopsticks grip on her loosen as she began to plummet in the murky water below.
Though she still was planning to eat Lisa again, Trish decided that she should have a bit more fun before she did and although she couldn't put on a performance for her tiny audience, she could still give her an experience.
With a near imperceptible yelp, Lisa splashed into the now lukewarm bowl of pho below.
As she emerged to the surface all she could taste and feel all over her body was the beef broth. Looking to either side she could see the remaining clumps of noodles, meat, and green onions floating around like exotic pool floats and to her right she saw Trishs soup spoon hanging on the edge of the bowl looking like a water slide. Wanting to stay afloat she made her way to the nearest chunk of meat and held on. Trish watched on in amusement watching her girlfriend swim around her soup and after making sure she was okay with a quick glance she pulled up her phone taking a quick picture of her bowl and then switching to some other app scrolling through. Lisa watched on doing her best to stay on that piece of meat which was large enough for her to use as a blanket. When she looked up all she could really see was Trishâs face looking down at her - past her actually - looking at her phone which she held just outside of Lisa's view. She didnât even realize how heavily she was breathing both from all of the swimming and the whole âsituationâ she was in, as she watched the chopsticks descend towards her. Trish wanted to make sure Lisa was enjoying herself but she didnât want that fun to be over too soon so Trish figured she could mix up her style. In her time researching different categories of Lisaâs âinterestsâ she remembered the whole âunawareâ aspect like âOh No! I can't find my tiny little boyfriend, oh well let me enjoy this bowl of cereal while I worry about himâ. She really did find a lot of the dialogue used in those situations to be pretty cringe but she figured since she wouldnât want to be the weirdo talking to her soup, she would give the best aware âunawareâ by simply playing with her food and eating what remains around her until the very end, all while being too focused on her phone to acknowledge the little morsel swimming and struggling in her food. âMan Iâm awesomeâ Trish thought to herself as she began to gently swirl her pho around with her chopsticks.
Lisa struggled to hold on to the chunk of beef as the currents began to pick up. A swarm of noodles rushed past like a school of fish threatening to pull her in with other ingredients as Trish absentmindedly began to twirl her noodles into the chopsticks. Caught in the ongoing whirlpool, Lisa had done her best to not get pulled into the center with the growing clump of noodles, swimming against the tides, using all of that endurance she has built up working on over the years. While she would gladly let Trish do whatever she wanted with her, she figured she could play along just to see where Trish wants to take this.
As quickly as the whirlpool had started, it stopped as the noodles began to ascend, leaving only drips of broth from the ends on the hanging noodles to rain back down on to Lisa. Though Trish had been âfocusingâ on her phone, she never let Lisa out of her sight, watching her tiny, strong woman swim against the currents. Seeing her all wet and helpless against the simple action of twirling some noodles, it took all of her strength to not pick her out of her pho and kiss her entire body, coddling her against the big scary world for the rest of the night. But she had to focus on her plan, and that she did as she brought the bundle of noodles and meat up to her chapped lips and began slurping away.
Lisa watched as the piece of meat she had been using to stay afloat less than a minute ago was now being devoured by Trish as if it were nothing. All she could see of Trish's face was the underside of her chin and her cute nose protruding out but that was all she needed to see as she watched her jaw begin to chew and her throat bulge as she swallowed the large mass with a near audible gluck.
This game continued on another two more times as Trish played with her food, emptying the bowl around Lisa until all that was left was the broth, a few small chunks of meat and the tiny noodles that sank to the bottom. Thanks to all of Lisa's working out she was able to keep afloat after all of that swimming but it was surely catching up to her which is why she didn't even feign putting up a fight, instead choosing to hang limply as the chopsticks grabbed her by the waist a second time. Trish's eyes were glued to her phone for as long as she could to keep the situation as unaware as possible until the last second when Lisa was nearing her open lips. Lisa felt a gust of warm air pass through Trish's mouth, no longer was it just her morning breath but now also smelt like the pho, it smelt like her. She belonged there, with the rest of Trish's dinner.
This line of thought was interrupted as the wet, inviting maw closed shut in front of her and she was greeted by a set of teeth with a few pieces of green debris hanging about and lips forming a big goofy smile. âHow did I ever get so luckyâ Trish spoke in a hushed tone as she looked down at her soaking wet partner, her black hair dripping down across her face as she looked back up at Trish with the same goofy grin. Lisa was quickly enveloped by Trishâs chapped lips as nearly her entire body was kissed, she tried to reciprocate that love by weakly hugging those lips back. Those same lips opened again shortly after with Trishâs tongue sticking out just a tad bit as if to invite Lisa in. Trish was taking extra care with this last bite, placing her far back in her mouth next to the molar that had a ârelatively largeâ piece of food stuck there using the chopsticks.
Her mouth stayed open for Lisa to have some light to see the issue well before she was placed on the giant pink muscle. Her feet landed with a sticky, wet plop. Just as it was earlier this morning Trishâs mouth had been damp and humid, this time even more so after all of the eating she had done. Lisa, as tired as she was, took a few steps closer to the gap where the chunk of chewed meat remained. With both hands grabbed and heaved the chunk only for it to give way much easier than she anticipated sending her back on her ass bouncing on the wet tongue like a sticky bouncy castle.To her right came the source of all of her light, trishâs open mouth illuminating everything from the rows of teeth that surrounded her to the strands of saliva dripping from the roof of her mouth and everything to her left, the opening to her throat above which her uvula danced as if it were calling to her. Yet she laid there, simply waiting for Trish to close her mouth and finish her food.