A person from Giantess City suggested that I make a special story. Well, here it is!
A Tiny Problem
By Misterebony
Tommy smiled as he finished mixing the foul smelling mixture. The teenager had been working on it for some time now, and now the 14 year old had perfected it. He was
"Finally, a shrinking potion! With it, I could shrink our whole family down, and then we won't have to worry abotu food. A single slice of pizza could feed us for a week!"
He smiled some and poured out a portion of it, saving the formula for later. "Now for the trial run." He smiled and started downstairs, potion in hand. He was careful to cap it so his mother would not smell it. After all, he wanted it to be a suprise.
Once down in the main living room, Tommy got ready to down the potion, when he heard his mother call from the kicthen. He smiled as he saw his mom, who looked like something out of a X-Rated movie. She was very shapely, with large breasts and a nice round set of buttocks. It was a shame that dad left her, leaving the two of them alone, but at least soon they would not have to worry about food.
"Tommy! Lunch is ready! I made your favorite, peanut butter and jelly!"
"Mom, that's your favorite." Tommy said, but then smiled. "But thank you."
"I'll be back in to have my lunch, my sandwich is all set too. Just take the one you want alright? I have to do a photoshoot so I'll be gone for a few minutes."
"Okay." TOmmy said, getting out the potion. He smiled as he uncorked it and took a swig. It was not too bad tasting, but...
"Nothing... No shrinking... nothing at all!" Tommy said angrily. "Ah well, it was a far flung hope anyway. Come on, let's go eat." He smiled and went to eat his lunch, not noticing that his clothes were getting kind of baggy...
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He took one of the sandwiches and ate at it slowly, angry he had not made the potion right. He had hoped he had gotten it, considering the price of food anymore. If he had gotten it right, he could have had a hundred of these sandwiches instead of just this one. Ah well, the sandwich was tasty, and he smiled at the taste.
But he finally started to notice something... His clothes were really baggy all of a sudden, and it looked like the table was starting to get bigger...
OR HE WAS GETTING SMALLER!
"Can it be?" He asked, looking at his hand. Sure enough, little by little, he was SHRINKING! He shouted with delight as he realized his experiment had work. The shrinking was accelerating now all of a sudden, perhaps taken into his bloodstream more.
"Wait until mom sees this!" He says. He smiled as he thinks of a creative way to tell her. As he started to shrink small enough, he climbed onto the table and made his way towards her sandwich, still open faced. He chuckled as he looked at himself, now about the size of a large mouse, his clothes left behind on the chair. He chuckled as he climbed onto the sandwich, hoping the shrinking would stop.
Only... it did not. He looked at himself as he was still shrinking, closer and closer to the size of a fly. He shruged some. No matter, his mom would still see him, and he knew she would love his discovery.
Sure enough, the shrinking stopped just as he reached the size of a large fly. He smiled and sat on the peanut butter covered bread, smiling some as he rolled a little in it. It felt nice on his skin, and the bread was good and soft, like his blankets. He smiled some as he tasted it, chuckling.
"Hmmm... not bad stuff." He said. Suddenly, the world above him wrnt dark. He looked up just in time to see the other slice, the jelly covered one, being lowered on top of him! He shouted out for his mom to hear, when he realized two points he had overlooked.
One, at this size, his mother could not hear him.
Two, by rolling in the peanut butter like an idiotic baby, he was perfectly camoflauged. His mother had looked right at him and not seen him. TOmmy screamed as the bread was squished on top of him, and he was trapped. He riggled, but the sticky combination of peanut butter and jelly, combined with the pressure from the bread, held him fast. He realized, too late, he was about to be lunch for his mother, and there was nothing he could do.
"Damnit!" He whimpered. "And she would have been proud of my discovery!" He wriggled some, trying to wriggle out, when he felt some presssure in front of him. He realized his mother had taken her first bite. Her voice resounded in his ears, despite being muffled by the bread.
"Mmmmm... this sandwich tastes better than ever before! I wonder, did my darling boy add something to this?" She bit again, TOmmy screaming. Yeah, he added something alright... HIM!
"MOM! Please! Don't eat me!" He wriggled and squirmed, finally able to see light. He looked and saw his mother, trying to get her attention, when he saw something that doomed him.
Apparently he had made the sandwch so tasty that she had closed her eyes to picture the taste. She did it when she was eating food she REALLY liked, and he screamed until his throat was horse and his lungs hurt. All that happened was her jaws parted, and he could see down her throat, her uvula dripping saliva, as were her clean white teeth. Her tounge was rolled out like a carpet, the sight seemingly welcoming the boy into his mother.
"NOOOOO!" He screamed as Tommy's mom bit down. It just missed him, but he knew it as only a matter of time as she chewed. The bread around him gre tighter and tighter, making it so he could no longer move. He realized he was part of her lunch now, and apparently a tasty part from all the saliva in the mouth and all the noise she was making. Making struggling even worse was the sad fact that the bread, though compacted around him, was still somewhat comfortable. By the time he started to resist, his mother swallowed, and he was sent down her throat.
"MOM! NO! HELP ME!!!!" He screamed, but he knew it was no good. Down, down, down he went, into a large, roomy, smelly cavern he knew was her stomach. With no air in the belly, he knew he would soon be passing out. He just prayed it would be before he started digesting. As he prayed this, more of the sandwich fell on him, as did a waterfall of cold milk. He could hear his mother speak.
"Ahhhh... what a tasty lunch! Now, where did that boy go, I wonder?" Tommy oied. If he had just not rolled about in that peanut butter he would not have been in the belly now, and the problems of food would be over! But it was too late now, so he laid back and resigned himself to becoming part of his mother's body. Slowly he passed out, indeed just before the acids kicked in, turning him into nutrients, save for his bones...
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A few hours later, his mother was in the bathroom. She had not found her son, but she had a problem right now. Apparently, she was crapping out something that was hard to get out. She tensed and pushed, until finally she heard the polp that meant she had got it out.
"Ahhh, sweet release." She said. She wiped and turned to throw the paper in, when she noticed something white sticking out of her poop. She eeped as she realized what it was, and how it got there.
"Why... Oh no... Tommy... you... you were in that sandwich!" She realized. Ten she rememebred something else. "Hmmmm... Well, he wanted to help solve the food problems in this house... maybe he just did." She chuckled and looked to the turd. "Thanks for the meal son, and for your discovery. Don't worry, you won't be the last one!" She flushed the toilet and headed for his room, eager to recreate his experiment. She took a look in the mirror as she went, noticing her breasts were a little rounder.
"And here I thought all food went right to my hips and ass!" She chuckled, rubbing about where she assumed her son was now part of her. Then, off she went, smiling as she read his notes. Without knowing it, TOmmy had doomed humanity to becoming snacks for his mother. If only he hadn't of been so tasty...
THE END.... OF HUMANITY!
A Tiny Problem
By Misterebony
Tommy smiled as he finished mixing the foul smelling mixture. The teenager had been working on it for some time now, and now the 14 year old had perfected it. He was
"Finally, a shrinking potion! With it, I could shrink our whole family down, and then we won't have to worry abotu food. A single slice of pizza could feed us for a week!"
He smiled some and poured out a portion of it, saving the formula for later. "Now for the trial run." He smiled and started downstairs, potion in hand. He was careful to cap it so his mother would not smell it. After all, he wanted it to be a suprise.
Once down in the main living room, Tommy got ready to down the potion, when he heard his mother call from the kicthen. He smiled as he saw his mom, who looked like something out of a X-Rated movie. She was very shapely, with large breasts and a nice round set of buttocks. It was a shame that dad left her, leaving the two of them alone, but at least soon they would not have to worry about food.
"Tommy! Lunch is ready! I made your favorite, peanut butter and jelly!"
"Mom, that's your favorite." Tommy said, but then smiled. "But thank you."
"I'll be back in to have my lunch, my sandwich is all set too. Just take the one you want alright? I have to do a photoshoot so I'll be gone for a few minutes."
"Okay." TOmmy said, getting out the potion. He smiled as he uncorked it and took a swig. It was not too bad tasting, but...
"Nothing... No shrinking... nothing at all!" Tommy said angrily. "Ah well, it was a far flung hope anyway. Come on, let's go eat." He smiled and went to eat his lunch, not noticing that his clothes were getting kind of baggy...
*************
He took one of the sandwiches and ate at it slowly, angry he had not made the potion right. He had hoped he had gotten it, considering the price of food anymore. If he had gotten it right, he could have had a hundred of these sandwiches instead of just this one. Ah well, the sandwich was tasty, and he smiled at the taste.
But he finally started to notice something... His clothes were really baggy all of a sudden, and it looked like the table was starting to get bigger...
OR HE WAS GETTING SMALLER!
"Can it be?" He asked, looking at his hand. Sure enough, little by little, he was SHRINKING! He shouted with delight as he realized his experiment had work. The shrinking was accelerating now all of a sudden, perhaps taken into his bloodstream more.
"Wait until mom sees this!" He says. He smiled as he thinks of a creative way to tell her. As he started to shrink small enough, he climbed onto the table and made his way towards her sandwich, still open faced. He chuckled as he looked at himself, now about the size of a large mouse, his clothes left behind on the chair. He chuckled as he climbed onto the sandwich, hoping the shrinking would stop.
Only... it did not. He looked at himself as he was still shrinking, closer and closer to the size of a fly. He shruged some. No matter, his mom would still see him, and he knew she would love his discovery.
Sure enough, the shrinking stopped just as he reached the size of a large fly. He smiled and sat on the peanut butter covered bread, smiling some as he rolled a little in it. It felt nice on his skin, and the bread was good and soft, like his blankets. He smiled some as he tasted it, chuckling.
"Hmmm... not bad stuff." He said. Suddenly, the world above him wrnt dark. He looked up just in time to see the other slice, the jelly covered one, being lowered on top of him! He shouted out for his mom to hear, when he realized two points he had overlooked.
One, at this size, his mother could not hear him.
Two, by rolling in the peanut butter like an idiotic baby, he was perfectly camoflauged. His mother had looked right at him and not seen him. TOmmy screamed as the bread was squished on top of him, and he was trapped. He riggled, but the sticky combination of peanut butter and jelly, combined with the pressure from the bread, held him fast. He realized, too late, he was about to be lunch for his mother, and there was nothing he could do.
"Damnit!" He whimpered. "And she would have been proud of my discovery!" He wriggled some, trying to wriggle out, when he felt some presssure in front of him. He realized his mother had taken her first bite. Her voice resounded in his ears, despite being muffled by the bread.
"Mmmmm... this sandwich tastes better than ever before! I wonder, did my darling boy add something to this?" She bit again, TOmmy screaming. Yeah, he added something alright... HIM!
"MOM! Please! Don't eat me!" He wriggled and squirmed, finally able to see light. He looked and saw his mother, trying to get her attention, when he saw something that doomed him.
Apparently he had made the sandwch so tasty that she had closed her eyes to picture the taste. She did it when she was eating food she REALLY liked, and he screamed until his throat was horse and his lungs hurt. All that happened was her jaws parted, and he could see down her throat, her uvula dripping saliva, as were her clean white teeth. Her tounge was rolled out like a carpet, the sight seemingly welcoming the boy into his mother.
"NOOOOO!" He screamed as Tommy's mom bit down. It just missed him, but he knew it as only a matter of time as she chewed. The bread around him gre tighter and tighter, making it so he could no longer move. He realized he was part of her lunch now, and apparently a tasty part from all the saliva in the mouth and all the noise she was making. Making struggling even worse was the sad fact that the bread, though compacted around him, was still somewhat comfortable. By the time he started to resist, his mother swallowed, and he was sent down her throat.
"MOM! NO! HELP ME!!!!" He screamed, but he knew it was no good. Down, down, down he went, into a large, roomy, smelly cavern he knew was her stomach. With no air in the belly, he knew he would soon be passing out. He just prayed it would be before he started digesting. As he prayed this, more of the sandwich fell on him, as did a waterfall of cold milk. He could hear his mother speak.
"Ahhhh... what a tasty lunch! Now, where did that boy go, I wonder?" Tommy oied. If he had just not rolled about in that peanut butter he would not have been in the belly now, and the problems of food would be over! But it was too late now, so he laid back and resigned himself to becoming part of his mother's body. Slowly he passed out, indeed just before the acids kicked in, turning him into nutrients, save for his bones...
**************
A few hours later, his mother was in the bathroom. She had not found her son, but she had a problem right now. Apparently, she was crapping out something that was hard to get out. She tensed and pushed, until finally she heard the polp that meant she had got it out.
"Ahhh, sweet release." She said. She wiped and turned to throw the paper in, when she noticed something white sticking out of her poop. She eeped as she realized what it was, and how it got there.
"Why... Oh no... Tommy... you... you were in that sandwich!" She realized. Ten she rememebred something else. "Hmmmm... Well, he wanted to help solve the food problems in this house... maybe he just did." She chuckled and looked to the turd. "Thanks for the meal son, and for your discovery. Don't worry, you won't be the last one!" She flushed the toilet and headed for his room, eager to recreate his experiment. She took a look in the mirror as she went, noticing her breasts were a little rounder.
"And here I thought all food went right to my hips and ass!" She chuckled, rubbing about where she assumed her son was now part of her. Then, off she went, smiling as she read his notes. Without knowing it, TOmmy had doomed humanity to becoming snacks for his mother. If only he hadn't of been so tasty...
THE END.... OF HUMANITY!
A little Problem
By MisterEbony -- Report
From an idea a friend gave me at Giantess City. A teen finds the best way to end the food problem in their house, but...
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