Nanami gazed up at her giant teacher, an eye twitching. Or rather, her normal sized teacher, compared to her own tiny body. That's right, Nanami was about the size of a finger and standing on the floor of the old Sakura Hall, her old high school teacher Chihiro looking down at her. How exactly did Nanami get into this position?
 
 
It all started on the day of the Sakura Hall reunion. The day Nanami was dreading for a single reason. That being, Kanda would be there. Of course, so would everyone else, but she absolutely didn't want to see Kanda at the moment. It had been two years since they graduated high school and she still wasn't over how he treated her.
 
 
That being said, she was excited to see everyone else and her old teacher. They had a lot to catch up on. Nanami finally got a proper gig as a voice actress after all! It was for a smaller project, a visual novel that was released recently. For her though, it was a big step in her career. She was a little embarrassed that it was an erotic visual novel, fetish based even. She wasn't sure how she would admit she was playing a character who was meant to be swallowed alive.
 
 
Anyway, Nanami finally arrived at Sakura Hall. The sight of the dilapidated old dorm brought back so many memories. Some bad, some good. While she was curious to see who the new students were, they were on break away from the dorm, so the old group had the place all to themselves for the day.
 
 
As Nanami stepped past the sliding door, she gave a low energy "tadaima" as she slipped her shoes off and set them aside. The way that door rattled, it was just as she remembered. Most of the repairs on the building were probably done by the students themselves, just like old times.
 
 
Nanami smiled, peering up and down the halls as she entered the front room. Nothing had changed. Well, there was a lack of cats wandering around. That was the only difference. Everything else was just the way she left it when she graduated. That thought made her feel fuzzy and warm inside.
 
 
Suddenly, Nanami began to feel lightheaded. She put a hand to her forehead and leaned against the wall. Was all this nostalgia having this effect on her? As she closed her eyes, she felt a massive migraine. However, she had never expected what she'd see when she opened her eyes.
 
 
She was on the floor. Not laying down, she was still standing, but the floor was no more than an inch below her face. In the distance, she could see all the furniture. The fridge, the table… except they were all massive, like mountains.
 
 
Nanami's eyes went wide as her heart began to race. She must have been hallucinating, she thought to herself. She was tiny. As small as a bug, no bigger than someone's thumb. What on earth was happening?
 
 
She started to walk around, her chest tight with fear. It all felt too real to be a dream. This was real life. She began to feel dizzy as the realization sunk in that she was actually shrunk down. This was just like the visual novel she was voice acting for.
 
 
From behind her, she heard thunderous booming sounds, coming from behind the door to the hallway. It didn't take long for her to realize, these were the sounds of footsteps. As the door slid open, she saw a person.
 
 
This person was absolutely massive, towering above Nanami like a tower. It was her old teacher, Chihiro. With each step Chihiro took in her slippers, Nanami felt the ground beneath her tremble. She screamed out as one foot sailed over her head like a low flying plane, nearly feeling her heart stop as it barely missed her.
 
 
"S-Sensei!" She yelled from below, waving her hands. "Er… should I really still be calling her that?"
 
 
Chihiro stopped, twisting around as she heard a voice behind her. Nanami yelled more and more, and as Chihiro looked around, eventually she found the source of a noise. A tiny insect on the floor, yelling up at her. As she bent down to inspect the bug, unsure of what it was from its strange shape, her eyes went wide.
 
 
It was her former student, Aoyama Nanami. She couldn't quite believe her eyes, so she rubbed them and opened them again. It really was a tiny little Nanami.
 
 
Chihiro reached out a hand and very carefully grabbed the inch tall Nanami with two fingers. Nanami screamed, but quickly calmed down as she was lifted up. A breeze went over her head as she ascended, being brought right in front of Chihiro's eyes.
 
 
Then, without warning, Chihiro began laughing. She even slapped her thigh, thinking this whole situation was hilarious. "Aoyama, what happened to you?" she asked as she wiped a tear from her eye.
 
 
Nanami's facial expression was blank. Why was she laughing? "I-I don't know!" She yelled in her Kansai accent. "I shrunk out of nowhere! Please, help!"
 
 
Chihiro slipped into another, shorter laugh. "Ahh, this must be that thing I heard in the news. The shrinking virus," Chihiro said. "Didn't think it was real."
 
 
"What?!" Nanami shouted. "You have to help me!"
 
 
Chihiro poked Nanami on the head repeatedly, very gently. "Calm down, it's not fatal. You should be invulnerable, as a matter of fact."
 
 
"Invulnerable…?" Nanami couldn't believe it. Not only was she shrunk by a virus she'd never even heard of, but she was invulnerable too? How was this not a dream? "Is there a cure?"
 
 
Chihiro shook her head. "Not yet, anyway. So, how have things been with you?" She changed the subject. "I heard you got a voice acting role."
 
 
Nanami angrily pounded on Chihiro's finger. "Now isn't the time!" Nanami then plugged her nose, smelling the scent of alcohol wash over her. "Have you been drinking already?"
 
 
Chihiro shrugged and laughed under her breath. "I wasn't going to show up to the reunion sober."
 
 
Chihiro's maroon eyes were almost bigger than Nanami. Her pupils would shrink and grow occasionally. The rest of Chihiro's face made Nanami feel even smaller. There was one feature in particular Nanami couldn't stop glancing at. That being Chihiro's lips below. It was a mixture of a fear of heights, but also the fact that Chihiro could so easily eat her at this size.
 
 
"I actually looked up the game you're voicing for," Chihiro suddenly said, and Nanami's heart sank. "So your character shrinks and gets swallowed? Isn't that funny?"
 
 
"I, uh…" Nanami stumbled on her words. She hadn't expected someone to have known what it was about already. "You knew…"
 
 
Chihiro gave a smug smirk, poking Nanami with a finger on the head. "You know… I could help you out with practicing your role."
 
 
Nanami resisted the poke, trying to push Chihiro's finger away. "Right now?" she said, before her face lit up red. "Wait! What are you suggesting?"
 
 
Chihiro licked her lips, before setting Nanami onto the table. "This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, Aoyama. You get to feel first hand what it's like to be an inch tall."
 
 
Nanami put a hand to her chin. "Hm, that's true…" Her face went red again. "Wha-! You're going to eat me?!" she shouted with protest.
 
 
Chihiro kneeled down to Nanami's level, getting nice and close. "And what if I am, hm? Can you stop me?"
 
 
Nanami recoiled backwards, her face full of blush. This was getting dangerously erotic. "I-I… can't…"
 
 
Chihiro gave a low and devious laugh, before opening her mouth slightly to reveal the dark void of her throat. Her tongue lowered in order to reveal the fleshy portal. Nanami stared on with a face that was beet red. She didn't want to admit it, but this whole scenario was making her wet.
 
 
The soft looking tongue, the dark throat, the swinging uvula… it all made her want to ignore her survival instincts and jump in. Nanami gulped. Had she just gained a new fetish?
 
 
Chihiro closed her mouth. "Aoyama, you're red," she pointed out, smiling down at the flustered tiny.
 
 
Nanami yelled and covered her face, steam coming from her head. She really couldn't hide it anymore. Whether or not it was the virus making her think this, she wanted to be eaten. Right now.
 
 
"I-If it's okay with you…" she stuttered. "I'd like to practice my role… but not for any other reason! It's not like I want to be eaten…"
 
 
Chihiro laid her head on her arms on the table, smiling and staring at Nanami. "So, what's my role?"
 
 
Nanami's voice was wavering from how embarrassed she was. "Well… you're playing the role of my roommate who found me shrunken down and… in this scene you're supposed to tease me with your… feet…" Nanami hid her face in her hands.
 
 
Chihiro's eyes widened. "So it has feet stuff too, huh? You pervert."
 
 
Nanami waved her arms around frantically, denying everything. Chihiro had quickly picked her up and set her down on the floor, slipping her slippers off.
 
 
"I've never met someone who's into feet, so this is a first," Chihiro said, sitting on the floor in front of Nanami.
 
 
Nanami's face was still entirely red, and her vision had gone foggy from how overly excited she was. Something about being small and at the mercy of a big person felt erotic. This wasn't something she thought before now.
 
 
Chihiro pulled both her socks off, revealing her pristine feet. She wiggled her toes and stretched her legs out to surround Nanami, her feet flanking her from either side. Nanami began breathing heavily. This was more lewd than she could've ever imagined. Her chest felt tight and hot, like her heart was going to burst from her torso.
 
 
Chihiro moved her feet closer to Nanami, which from her perspective were the size of buildings. Then, without mercy, Chihiro squished Nanami between both her feet. Nanami squeaked like a dog toy as she was surrounded by the smooth and cold skin. They had that familiar foot smell, which invaded Nanami's nose with no escape.
 
 
Now deciding to toy around with Nanami, she began squishing and moving her around, eventually pushing Nanami up to where her toes were, forcing her body in between them. She laughed and curled her toes, feeling Nanami wriggle around.
 
 
In the heat of the moment, Nanami completely forgot what she was doing. She snapped out of her trance and cleared her throat, "Haruka! I'm not a toy- aghh!" She screamed, imitating the voice of the character she played. "Snap out of it!"
 
 
Chihiro nearly forgot this was meant to be acting practice as well, still pulling and squishing Nanami with her toes. "Ah- what would my line be?" She thought aloud to herself, needing to improvise. "Sorry, uh… what's your character's name?"
 
 
Nanami was breathing erratically, trying fight against the giant feet. "It's Usagi!" she shouted from below, a toe pressed against her face.
 
 
Chihiro laughed, lifting a foot and stomping it onto the invincible Nanami, pressing her against the floor. "Sorry Usagi, I can't help myself! You're just so small and helpless."
 
 
Nanami felt the sole of Chihiro's foot against her face, struggling to speak until she lifted it and pinned Nanami with her toes. "W-We're friends, aren't we? Listen, I'll do whatever you want, just get your dirty feet off me!"
 
 
Even without knowing the script, Chihiro could tell what this meant. "Anything?" She smiled mischievously. "There is one thing you could do for me, Usagi…"
 
 
Nanami gulped with anticipation. Chihiro lifted her foot and grabbed Nanami in her hand, lifting her back up in front of her face. Chihiro blinked with her giant eyelashes fluttering above Nanami.
 
 
"You're going to be my snack, little rabbit," Chihiro said, looking down at Nanami and licking her lips.
 
 
Nanami's heart skipped a beat. Just those words alone were enough to make her feel a jolt of energy in her groin. She wasn't sure why she was feeling this way. Never had she fantasized about being small before, especially being eaten. Staring at her middle aged teacher's lips, her head felt hot and her chest became tight. She wanted to see those lips open and reveal what lies beyond.
 
 
Chihiro then opened her mouth wide, wider than she had before, showing everything to Nanami. Her tongue shined with the slick saliva covering it. The roof of her mouth was visible from Nanami's angle, leading to the back of her throat where all her food went. Her pretty teeth lined her jaw, which would fortunately not be used to grind Nanami up into paste.
 
 
Warm breath washed over Nanami, blowing her hair back. It was humid, with the scent of alcohol. Chihiro slowly brought Nanami closer to her wide open mouth, her heart beat getting faster with every second.
 
 
"W-Wait!" Nanami shouted, breaking character. "M-My clothes… they're not invulnerable like me so… can I take them off?" she sheepishly asked.
 
 
Chihiro grinned, holding Nanami up higher. "Wow, you really have gotten bolder haven't you?"
 
 
She peered at Nanami's embarrassed little face, before setting her on the table. She then watched as Nanami shyly removed each article of clothing, setting them aside. As she pulled her shirt over her head and unhooked her bra, her D cup breasts were on full display for the drunk teacher.
 
 
"Don't look…" Nanami muttered.
 
 
Chihiro pouted. "Those things are gonna be in my mouth in a second, you know," she teased.
 
 
Nanami covered herself as she was fully naked, pushing her hair out of her face. Chihiro then picked her up without a hint of gentleness this time, causing Nanami's breasts to bounce as she was pulled up into the air. She came to a stop as she was pressed against Chihiro's lips, who gave a long kiss.
 
 
Without warning, Chihiro slipped the tiny girl past her lips, against the tip of the tongue hiding behind them. Nanami's face instantly became covered in saliva, the soft muscle encasing her head like a pillow. She squealed with delight, her face overheating and her crotch dripping.
 
 
Chihiro slurped the rest of her squirming body inside. This was it. Nanami was inside that warm and moist mouth. Her pussy grazed against Chihiro's tongue, her moans echoing in the fleshy cave. It was dark, but Nanami could feel and see the flesh moving around as Chihiro sucked on her. More and more saliva coated Nanami's skin, causing her to slip around on the wild tongue.
 
 
She had grown to love the smell of alcohol, associating it with the plush and warm surface of a tongue which violated her body. The air in Chihiro's mouth was intoxicating. Nanami felt herself be lifted by Chihiro's giant tongue and pressed against the roof of her mouth, being squished deeper into the soft tongue.
 
 
None of it hurt. In fact, it felt overwhelmingly good. Nanami thought her heart might explode if she felt any better. She truly was invulnerable thanks to this virus. While Nanami was in Chihiro's mouth, she thought to herself, maybe this was for the best. She really was better suited to be a tiny person. It felt right.
 
 
Suddenly, Nanami felt Chihiro's mouth get a lot more spacious as her tongue lowered. Then, she heard a rumbling sound coming from the dark hole that was Chihiro's throat. She was getting ready to swallow.
 
 
Nanami tried to sit up on the tongue, scrambling and sliding around. Every time she fell over, her face made a satisfying splat noise against the wet tongue. Chihiro began to lift her tongue, but not to play with Nanami this time. It was time to swallow.
 
 
As Nanami slid backwards, she stared into the throat as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. She could see Chihiro's uvula dangling there, and her epiglottis moved as she was getting ready to swallow. Then, Nanami was violently shoved into Chihiro's soft palette by her tongue with an audible gulp. For that single moment, it was pure bliss, being encased on all sides by soft, warm flesh.
 
 
It ended as Nanami was dragged into the throat, her legs being sucked down by peristalsis. She waved goodbye to the mouth, her last view being a reverse of what she saw coming in. The back of Chihiro's tongue, her dangling uvula, the back of her teeth, the roof of her mouth and even her nasal canal above. That was all Nanami saw as she was sucked downwards, becoming encased by flesh again.
 
 
This flesh was moving, pulsing like a massage chair. It teased and pressed against Nanami's naked skin, stimulating her private parts. As she was pulled downwards, Chihiro gave a satisfied sigh from the outside world, sitting down in a chair. She felt Nanami from the outside, guiding a finger down her neck to follow the tiny.
 
 
Nanami fell into the stomach with a splash, sitting in a pool of acid and alcohol. This was the belly of the beast, or rather, the belly of her teacher. It stunk of bile, but that smell was infectious to Nanami, making her dizzy and aroused. It was degrading to be in her teacher's stomach, treated like food. She couldn't get enough of that feeling.
 
 
Chihiro patted her belly. "Well, looks like you're food now, Usagi," Chihiro teased. "Food for your roommate, with no escape."
 
 
Nanami had zoned out entirely, completely forgetting her role and the purpose of her being here. Suddenly, she said out of the blue… "Chihiro, I think I'm in love with you." Her voice wavered as she played with her pussy.
 
 
Chihiro snorted, before bursting out laughing and slapping her leg. "Yep, that's the sex talking," she said whilst laughing. "So you're an easy girl, Aoyama?"
 
 
Nanami screamed with embarrassment from being teased. "I am not!" she yelled, putting her fingers together. "But maybe it is the sex talking…" she said this as she rubbed her body against the stomach walls, pleasuring herself.
 
 
Every now and then Chihiro would hear a tiny moan come from her stomach. She'd sip from a can of beer, pouring some extra alcohol onto Nanami's head without much care. That was when she heard the door slide open.
 
 
"We're heeeeere!" An upbeat feminine voice shouted with excitement.
 
 
She came barreling into the room, her being Kamiigusa Misaki, the genius alien of Sakura Hall. As she slid into the front room, Chihiro made a shushing noise to her stomach, gesturing to Nanami to stay quiet.
 
 
"A- is Nanamin not here yet? I guess we're the first!" she proclaimed, doing a twirl with her skirt. "How've you been, sensei?"
 
 
Chihiro smiled as her eye twitched, knowing eventually that she'd be caught. That was when Chihiro realized she'd have a lot of explaining to do. Today's reunion was going to be more than she bargained for.