Leroy knew that he was very close to his hiding place last year, but he was counting on Bella and Isabel to be lax in their challenge. It has been a few weeks since he had hid, but he was really looking forward to hiding again, he had the perfect spot to hide. There was a near-empty jar of blackberry jam in the fridge, the girls never tightened the lid on it and, with something to help him prop the fridge open, he was able to climb in and position the lid back on the jar.
 
 
Because of the cold environment, he had waited until they should be home to do this, just so that he didn’t have to stay in the cold fridge forever. He has sent his usual text saying that he was in the kitchen, so it shouldn’t be too long for them to find him-
 
 
Wait. Did he hit send?
 
 
“Shit, I think I forgot.” Leroy thumped the side of the jar, feeling his hand stick to the remains of the jam. He was ankle deep in it and due to how he managed to climb in, he was covered in it. Even if he did manage to climb out, he would be trapped in the fridge and spreading sticky jam all over the place, which meant more cleanup for him and the girls to do.
 
 
Before he had the chance to make a decision, the light turned on and the fridge wobbled as the door swung open. Leroy froze, he was hidden behind the jam jars label but he didn’t want to draw any attention to himself yet, he knew that Isabel had been binging PB&J’s recently and suspected it was her.
 
 
There was a clink of glass and Leroy felt his surroundings shift, causing him to catch himself on the wall. The metal lid was deafening as it scraped past the sugar around the edge, a large silver eye peering in and focusing on Leroy. Leroy stared back, he didn’t recognize this eye or the surrounding red skin.
 
 
“Well, this is an interesting turn of events. I was looking for a snack, but something with a little more umph just revealed itself.” Leroy felt the jar swing, the large woman closing the door and bringing him over to the counter. The jar shifted and turned upside down, the jam splatting around Leroy and sending him tumbling towards the mouth of the jar. He caught himself an inch above the bread, the jam falling around him.
 
 
“Oh no, you are getting in my sandwich. I already spread the peanut butter, it would be a shame that I broke into a house AND wasted the resident’s food.” The Tiefling slapped the bottom of the jar, trying to jostle the tiny Leroy out. After a few, Leroy and the rest of the jam splattered on the sandwich, Leroy immediately attempting to get to his feet.
 
 
“Ah ah ah, little morsel, “ the giantess said, picking up the other slice of bread and slamming it onto him, trapping him inside. “The only place you will be heading is inside of me. Honestly, if I found you in different circumstances, I probably would be more horny than hungry. But, as I said, I can’t let this food go to waste.”
 
 
Leroy managed to crawl forward enough so that his head breached the crust, giving him the perfect view of the rose-red maw bearing down on him, the large fangs ready to bite him in half at her whim. He could only watch in silence, as much as he was terrified about a stranger and most importantly an intruder in his and his friends house, he couldn’t deny that this whole experience was turning him on a lot.
 
 
He was stuffed in, the Tieflings cheeks bulging from the amount of food in her mouth. She chewed softly, feeling the tiny wiggling around in her mouth and being careful to not hurt him. She swallowed the large mass, feeling her throat bulge uncomfortably with it. But she pushed on, swallowing again and feeling it pass under her collarbone, sealing the tinies fate.
 
 
“There, I bet that’s nice and comfy in there for you.” The Tiefling patted her stomach, feeling the bulge under her clothes. Her cheeks puff and she let out a loud burp, covering her mouth in embarrassment. “Op! Excuse me, that wasn’t lady-like of me.”
 
 
Melissa tidied up, putting everything back where she found it aside from the food that she had eaten. It was nice to be able to eat mortal food again, it wasn’t often where All Hallows Eve landed on a Full moon. Unlike her other devilish patrons, she didn’t go out to scare and haunt the mortals; instead, she found joy in the subtle things, like eating a PB&J with a Tiny inside.
 
 
But, it was time to skedaddle. She didn’t know when the owners were coming and while she would give them their tiny friend back once he made his rounds through her she would drop him off safe and sound.