Heather put Jason in a high rimmed bowl, then she went about gathering things up in the kitchen. All Jason could see from the bowl was from Heather's chest upward, so he ended up watching her lovely breasts bounce about in her blouse as she bustled about the kitchen. He saw her pull down a frying pan that had been hanging above the stove and place it on it. He heard the ticking and "whoosh" sound of the burner flame lighting under the pan. As Heather moved about the kitchen, she was humming a happy sounding tune, he didn't know what it was, just kind of a typical tune a girl might hum when cooking. Jason made a running jump and was able to grabbed a hold of the top rim of the bowl to get a better look at what was going on.

Jason saw that Heather was also shaking her body about as she walked; she seemed to be in a very good mood. She grabbed a bag of bread from a bread box and a plate from a cupboard, and a butter knife from a drawer. She sat them in between the bowl and the stove, and then placed two slices of bread on the plate. As she turned to make her way over to the refrigerator, she glanced at Jason and gave him the sweetest looking smile he had ever seen, but he could see the hunger in her eyes. She wasn't gathering stuff for a headache remedy, she was gathering things to make her lunch, and he had a good and bad feeling that he was going to be part of her lunch. Of course, the good feeling came from his ever present pleasure from the thought of a beautiful girl eating him up, becoming hers. Though, from the looks of things, he could tell he was going to be cooked, so he wouldn't be awake, most likely not alive when she would enjoy him.

Jason looked over to see Heather bent over rummaging around in the refrigerator, her sexy round butt shaking side to side in her shorts. He had to admit that she had a fine butt to end up on, though he also felt there was a good chance he also might end up enhancing her amazing tits which he saw bouncing about again as she came back from the refrigerator. She had cheese and butter in her hands and sat them down by the plate. She used the butter knife to get a small square of butter. She tossed into the pan and it sizzled. She scraped it around the pan and then moved on to buttering both sides of the pieces of bread. She put a slice of cheese on each piece and then she turned to him.

Heather smiled at him again, "Now lets get you in your nice new bed." She picked Jason up and held him down on one of the bread and cheese slices as she worked the top bread and cheese onto him, then lightly smashed it on him, pinning him inside, with only his head sticking out the front. She then placed the sandwich in the middle of the pan, the bottom sizzling and crackling as she did so. At the moment, he only felt the near unbearable heat on his face, as it hadn't radiated through the bread and cheese yet. He wondered how Heather could so matter of fact like cook him up, of course he figured it wasn't her first time eating a puny, but then Heather revealed when it all began. Heather giggled as she lightly patted the top of the sandwich with the spatula, "Oh, I haven't had one of these in a long time. It really brings me back. After I turned sixteen and I didn't shrink, my mom and I would go about town and collect punies to hold in our cupboard, and every weekend, she would make grilled cheese and puny for us and we sit and enjoy our sandwiches together. Also when I was 18, before I left for college, my 16 year old cousin stayed for a weekend and ended up shrinking. My mom was more than happy to grill my cousin up for me, better I eat her than some stranger."

The cheese under him was really starting to melt and get hot, thought at that moment, Jason got a bit dizzy as Heather flipped the sandwich and the other side started to sizzle. The funny thing was, the heat of the situation had taking his mind off his headache, which had now gone. The heat was starting to get to Jason as he was starting to go into shock, getting a bit groggy. He knew this was the end, no way to escape. As he was laying on his back, he looked up to see an upside down view of Heather smiling down at him, and he couldn't help smiling back at her as his eyes close for the last time, and his final thought was, "Wow, this is it, she's going to have me for lunch. Hmm....she is so lovely with that smile." Heather saw the little smile on his face and his head then went limp, "Aaaw, well, it's always good that they pass out before they really start to cook. At least he doesn't have to worry about that headache anymore, hehe."

Heather flipped the sandwich a couple more times then flipped it onto her plate. She sat the plate on the table and then poured herself a cold glass of soda and sat down to lunch. She grinned ear to ear as she picked the sandwich up and looked at Jason's little head with smile on it. She slowly savored every bite, especially the crunchy bits of Jason, though it didn't take long for her to finish and swallow down the last bite. She finished her soda and cleaned up the kitchen and let out a little burp before heading back into the living room to lay back down on the couch to watch more cooking shows. She patted her belly and said, "Mmmm, I'm so glad Lisa brought Jason over, he made for a very delicious lunch." Soon, she drifted off for another nap.

Heather woke up when Lisa returned, not long after lunch. Lisa sniffed the air, "Oh, I smell grilled cheese. Always a good lunch choice." Lisa then looked around and asked where Jason was. Heather stayed silent. Lisa sniffed the air again and said, "Bacon, well it smells similar to bacon. I'm guessing you cooked it with your grilled cheese, but we don't have any bacon...." Lisa then looked over the couch and coffee table and then all the other rooms, then came back to the couch and stood over Heather, "YOU didn't!" Heather just smiled as she rubbed her belly and let out another little burp like before. Lisa then fell back into the other side of the couch, "I trusted you, and you ate him! You said you would only do what was in his best interest." Heather laughed, "Well, some girl was bound to eat him some time soon. I could tell he was really into me, especially about that dream he had. He told me about it, I cooked him up and ate him in the dream, so why not do it for real?"

Lisa replied, "I don't see being fat on your ass as being in his best interest." Heather giggled as she pushed up and played with her own breasts, "Who knows Lisa, he might end up on my girls here somewhere. If that's not in his best interest, I don't know what would have been." Lisa started to cry, "Keeping him alive as long as possible was in his best in-interest.....I didn't fully get to tell him that I love...loved him!!" Lisa then ran into her room and slammed the door. Heather got up for a second to watch her go, then shrugged and laid back down, "Wow, I love food too, but when someone eats my food, I don't go into a crying fit about it." Heather smiled and watched more TV as she continued to feel great as she digested her special lunch.

THE END