The hand belongs to your Mom's best friend Emily. You take another look around you to once more look at all of the giant women surrounding you with their massive forms. Several of them are bent over and you get a view of the best cleavage you will ever see. Your attention is drawn back to Emily as you can see her fast approaching the sandwich plate you're on.
You know that you have to get noticed quickly before you are killed unknowingly, so without thinking you jump onto the sandwich piece that you're holding on to. You yell out "EMILY! HEY EMILY! DOWN HERE!" but she doesn't give any indication that she has heard you. You start to jump and wave your arms, but when you start this, Emily looks away slightly to respond to your Mom's statement to her.
Her giant fingers pinch down on either side of you. You stare in shock for a moment at how close she was to crushing you down into the bread. You then feel yourself being thrusted upward rather quickly. You stumble for a moment but are able to catch yourself with your hand. Just as this happens you and the sandwich are dropped on Emily's plate. This force makes you slip into one of the small holes in the bread on the corner of the piece.
You actually find this good at the moment because you are in a secure place and won't fall off somewhere as she is walking. You watch some of your Mom's friends as you are being carried across the room. Emily gets to the couch as sits down. She is sitting next to your Mom and Tina on the other side of your Mom. You gaze up at the giant women in awe of their beauty.
You decide now is the best time to make your way out and get someone's attention. As you go to stand up however, your ankle is caught somewhere in the bread. You yank a few times and realize you're stuck. You are instantly filled with fear. You look up once more and see Emily and your Mom engaging in conversation, unaware of your presence. "EMILY! MOM! HEY! ONE OF YOU! I'M DOWN HERE! HELP!" you scream as loud as you can, but at your size your screams go unnoticed.
Emily's hand then shifts over and wraps around the sandwich. You are pulled skyward and then stop at about chin level. Her voice, along with your Mom's, is thunderous and hurts your ears a little bit. You are right there but neither of them know that you are. They continue talking as you're lifted up slightly higher and Emily takes a bite on the opposite side of the sandwich.
You are starting to panic as every so often, Emily chews up her bite and swallows, followed by taking another bite. Her mouth gets continually closer and closer with each bite. She doesn't even look at the sandwich while she is eating. You freak out even more and start pleading for your life again. You look across to your Mom yelling "MOM! STOP HER! DON'T LET HER EAT ME! MOM!" but she doesn't take notice. Emily's teeth then sink in about ten feet behind you.
"EMILY NO! I'M RIGHT HERE! DON'T EAT ME!" you scream once more in vain.You are then slowly brought closer to her mouth for what will be the last time. Her face gets even bigger by the moment and you are brought right to her lips. Her glossy lips begin to part and you can see into her dark mouth. "EMILYYYY!" you scream out as you begin to enter her mouth. About half-way in, you are pulled out quickly as Emily lets out a tunderous laugh.
Emily responds to whatever it was that your Mom just said and takes a look at the sandwich for just an instant, but not long enough to notice you on it. That's when....
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