Jaden uses his foot to knock you down on your back, and before you can even get up, he grabs your ankle between his thumb and index finger. He slowly stands back up while lifting you away from the floor. He stops you at his bare stomach, and presses your shrunken form against it.
"Hear my stomach making all kinds of noise?" Jaden asks you "That's because it's empty and needs food, and I think I just found the perfect snack"
Your heart drops hearing those words, and you proceed to scream and flail in his grip as he lifts you towards his face
"Jaden!!! Please! Don't! I'm sorry about Thanksgiving! Please don't Eat me! I don't wanna die!!!!" you scream in hopeless despair
Jaden just chuckles, being unable to hear your tiny screams "Look at you flailing around, as if that's going to help you. You finally get what's coming to you for embarrassing me so badly!" He whispers as he brings you right in front of his mouth.
His breath feels like hurricane winds as he whispers to you. He smiles as he thinks of finally getting his revenge. His slightly yellow teeth are like skyscrapers. You scream again as his mouth opens and he starts bringing you in.
Freshly deposited on your cousins tongue, you are instantly pressed to the roof of his mouth and sucked on
"Mmmmm" you can hear your cousin. He clearly likes your taste.
What follows is what seems like hours of him tossing you around the inside of his mouth as he licks every bit of flavor off your shrunken form. Eventually the light comes back into his mouth. In your weakened state you can see him looking at the mirror.
"Thought I'd give you one last view before you never see the light again" He taunts
You reach out and scream as the lips close again and the tongue lifts, sending you down the throat. You get slowly massaged down his throat and eventually deposited into his stomach. Almost instantly the stomach contracts, and squeezes you with a ton of force. All you can do is scream and beg for your cousin to let you out in between attacks from the stomach walls.
outside, Jaden exits the bathroom and heads outside. He takes a seat in a lawn chair and simply enjoys feeling you fight for your life until the struggles eventually slow down, and then stop altogether
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