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Rated: E · Interactive · Thriller/Suspense · #1934652
Teen is invited to his best friend's house. (Shrinking/Transformation)
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Chapter #3

Pizza

    by: NEDM (TwoTailedMoon) Author IconMail Icon
Unable to discern whether or not his tiny friend was trying to communicate with him, Tommy lifted the crinkled white paper, leveling it with his eyes. Focusing in on the tiny speck, the young teen was finally able to barely make out some of your facial features.

After falling down onto the white surface, it became very clear that just a single action on Tommy's part was now a world altering event for you. Like a deer in headlights, you watched as your friend's two massive eyes focused in on you. The two orbs seemed otherworldly from your tiny perspective. Even something as simple as Tommy's pupils dilating was strikingly noticeable.

Beneath the surface of the paper, Tommy's mouth was now forming a huge grin. He couldn't believe the device worked so perfectly. Admittedly, he had been a little nervous, but now here he was, with his best friend a tiny speck in front of his very eyes. Thoughts raced through the younger teens mind as he began to think of what to do next.

You were waving your arms up and down, trying to communicate, but none of your words seemed to be reaching the young giant. Though you agreed that experiencing all of this was the chance of a life time, you were beginning to get a little nervous about being so vulnerable. Now that Tommy's taken it all in, you've decided that now was the time to change back.

"TOMMY! LETS CHANGE ME BACK AND TRY SOMETHING ELSE."

None of your words were loud enough to register to Tommy's ears; not that he was even trying to listen at this point.

"Hold on a sec" Tommy muttered as he tilted the paper by a few degrees.

"w-WOOAH!! hEY!" you cried as you fell over and began to slide down the white ramp. Down below you could see that Tommy had placed his open palm under the edge of the paper, in order to catch you.

"TOMMY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! DUDE!!!" There was no fighting the gravity as you plummeted off the edge. The drop ended quickly as you landed on Tommy's soft warm fleshy palm. All around you, pinkish ridged hills extended off in every direction. It could best be described as utterly surreal. You were standing on the palm of your best friend's hand. Staring down at your own hand, you recounted all the times you had given him a high-five. You shuttered at the thought of the teen giving someone a high five while you were still in his palm. Just Tommy balling his hand into a fist could easily crush you.

Up above Tommy watched closely as you investigated your surroundings. It was surprising to him that your weight didn't even register. He could only imagine how it must look and feel from your perspective. You might as well be standing in the hand of a......god. Tommy stared blankly ahead as his mind started to revolve around that word 'god'. Just the thought was kinda amusing to him.

"TOMMY! WHAT THE HELL DUDE?! I COULD HAVE GOT HURT!" You were starting to feel a sense of hopelessness creep up your spine each time your shouts were ignored. Tommy had always been like this though, it really isn't new for him to block out others when he gets excited about something. Still, you really wish you had anticipated this occurring. You would have never agreed if you realized that you would be unable to communicate with him and have at least a moderate level of control.

Tommy lowered his hand a bit and began to talk.

"Dude.....this is soooooo awesome...." The teen's eyes seemed to glimmer with a child-like fascination.

Not expecting the impact of his voice as the air left his mouth, you found yourself caught off balance as you fell back onto your butt.

Tommy seemed to notice this and let out a soft almost nervous laugh. He friend watched as you stood up; his mind debating whether or not to try something mischievous.

Just as you had brought yourself back to standing position, you felt an even stronger gust of air push you back down. You looked up to see that Tommy was purposefully blowing on you.

"HEY MAN! Not cool!" You yelled as you struggled to stand, only to be blown back over again and again. Each time he did this, Tommy only became more and more amused. He didn't understand that it was genuinely bothering you, so he didn't seem to find any reason to stop; after all, he was only having 'fun'.

"Aw, what's wrong? My breathing a little to much for you little guy?" Tommy spoke condescendingly in a playful manner. Watching your angry expression only made him want to tease you more. Though he wouldn't admit it to himself, he was genuinely enjoying the power he had over you.

Tommy's eyes scanned the room for something he could stand next to you in order to get a good idea of your actual size. The teen stopped when his eyes landed on a slice of cold pizza he had left on his desk earlier. The teen couldn't conceal his laughter as he came up with a 'funny' idea.

Walking over to the desk, Tommy brought his hand down over the pizza and began to tilt it sideways.

The familiar yet unsettling feeling of sliding off of a large surface became apparent as you tumbled across your best friend's fleshy palm. Going mid-air for a moment, your sense of smell was suddenly impacted by the scent of cheese and tomato sauce. With a soft -thud- you found yourself sprawled out on a soft sticky surface.

"UUGHHH! WHAT is this?!?" You lifted your hand to find that the yellowish stringy substance had adhered to your fingers, creating a thick puddy-like strand. You sniffed your hand to find that it smelled oddly......edible? It was then that you finally took in your surroundings. All around you was an alien like landscape. You couldn't put your finger on it, but the scent and texture seemed only familiar.

"Enjoying some of my pizza huh?" Tommy laughed from up above.

"T-TOMMY!!...........wait..what?.....!!!." It finally clicked, Tommy had dropped you onto a slice of pizza!.

You looked down at your sauce stained clothes as you licked your hand clean of the 'cheese'. It was surprisingly delicious, even for someone of your size.

"Does it taste good? Here, let me try!" Tommy smirked as he reached down and grabbed the slice, easily lifting it up to his face.

"W-w..HEY!! DUDE! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" You watched fearfully from the other side of the pizza as Tommy began to lick his lips.

"DON'T EVEN!!!...!!" Tommy didn't even seem to pay you any mind as he opened his mouth, revealing the gooey saliva coated insides of his maw.

With a quick "CHOMP" Tommy snapped his mouth shut and pulled back, creating a few strands of loose cheese along with him.

"MMMmmmmmm~ Good pizza~ Just in time too! It's just about lunch time!" Tommy spoke happily as he chewed.

You weren't sure if Tommy was aware of just how terrifying his little 'joke' really seemed. Here he was, taking bites of a pizza with you still on it. As frightening as it was, you knew that Tommy would never actually 'eat' you though. Just thinking that the scenario was now 'possible' made you feel uneasy. It didn't help you feel any better as Tommy emitted a loud dramatized 'gulp'.

"Mmm~ So yummy... There's no way I just have just one bite.......I might just need to finish the whole thing!~" Tommy spoke out loud and smirked, almost as if pretending you weren't even there.

The pizza under you shook as the younger teen took another bite, which was momentarily followed by another...and another.

You tried your best to keep your composure, telling yourself that Tommy was only messing with you, but the closer his mouth came, the harder it was to keep yourself thinking rationally.

*CHOMP*

"A-alright dude, I get it hahah! Can you just let me down from..."

*CHOMP*

"DUDE, STOP. THIS ISN'T FUNNY. YOU'RE FREAKING ME OUT NOW"

*CHOMP*

"TOMMMY!!!!!"

You had backed yourself up to the last piece of pizza, but you now had no where else to run. Tommy stared down at the last bit between his thumb and index finger.

"That was a great pizza!" The teen laughed as he licked his lips.

You felt your heart finally starting to slow down. You should have figured he knew that you'd freak out towards the very end.

"Y-yeah, just you wait dude. When I'm back to normal we'll see who's laughing the.." You stopped as the final piece began to slowly approach Tommy's moist lips.

"No reason to leave any to waste!" Tommy spoke as he began opening his mouth wide.

"TOMMY NO!!!! STOP STOP!!!!" You couldn't help it anymore. As much as you felt like you trusted him, you couldn't help imagine that he might actually end up betraying you. After all, if he wanted to, he could eat you and no one would ever know. Any evidence would be consumed and be lost forever.

A low "Ahhhhhhh!!!'" noise bellowed from the back of Tommy's throat as you brought the piece of pizza passed his lips. All the thick gooey saliva in Tommy's mouth quivered as the vibrations of his voice projected past them. Small indistinguishable remnants of pizza were scattered across the boy's tongue. The heat of his mouth radiated against your skin as your world fell into shadow. A drop of saliva splashed onto your shoulder from the pallet of your hungry friend's maw.

"PLEASE !!! TOMMY!! NOOOOOOO!!!"

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"PSYCH!"

Tommy shouted and began to laugh hysterical as he pulled you from his mouth. Though the giant teen couldn't see it, you were visibly shaking.

"You're not going to let me get away with....are you.....?" Tommy spoke nervously.

You simply glared up at him and contemplating the moment you got your hands on that shrinking device.

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1. Tommy wants to play with you some more

2. Tommy grows you back

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