"What?" you say. "No! Of course not! That's sick!"
You turn around an start to leave when you are suddenly slammed down against the table. You crane your head around to look, only to see Crystal smiling evilly and licking her lips.
"That's funny," she says, "I don't remember you having any say in this."
She hoists you into the air and plops you down in her sandwich, your feet pointed towards her. She grips the sandwich firmly, preventing any hope of you wriggling free, and lifts you towards her mouth. You can hear her smacking her lips, probably for effect as much as anything else.
She bites down on the sandwich, her teeth neatly severing your legs beneath the knees. As you scream she moans with delight. "Oh, sis!" she purrs. "If I'd known you tasted this good, I'd have eaten you when you were normal-sized!"
Crystal takes her time eating you, biting off chunks as she ever-so-slowly works her way up your body. You pass out long before she finishes, to the sound of your sister wishing she could only eat you again.
To your surprise as much as anyone else's, you reform, whole and unharmed (although still shrunken) in ...
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