This choice: A pretty girl comes in for a pick me up • Go Back...Chapter #4A Snack for a Cute Jogger by: Unknown The only good fortune she had had was that she was pressed against the edge of the bag, allowing her to see out into the dismal gas station where she was awaiting the end of her life. Watching people wander through at least gave her something to do, even if it wasn't much. Today had been especially boring though. The store had been open for hours, and she hadn't seen a single customer. It's not like she wanted her bag to be purchased, but at least if it was there would be a point to all of this. Being eaten seemed better than being thrown away, left to slowly die under a pile of other angry shrunken bodies.
As if in reply to her morbid thoughts, Reagan suddenly heard the sound of a familiar bell. There was a customer. Reagan could only see the customer's back at first, but it was clear it was a girl. She was rather short (at least, compared to Reagan's previous normal height). Based on what Reagan could see, they'd caught this girl in the middle of her exercise. She had long frizzy red hair done up in a ponytail behind her head. Even with the ponytail, her hair hung almost far enough down her back to reach her dark green sports bra. As Reagan's eyes continued to travel down the giantess's body she saw the girl's bare lower back, gleaming with sweat, and then a pair of tight black shorts that highlighted her sizable rear. She caught a glimpse of the girl's side profile as she walked past Reagan's shelf towards the water case. The giantess's impressive rack bounced as she walked by them towards the refrigerator case, where she grabbed a bottle of water. But when she turned to walk back towards the cash register, her eyes lingered on Reagan's bag. The giant girl bit her lower lip, weighing the temptation, before smiling and grabbing the bag off the shelf.
Reagan's view of the outside world was blocked by the giant girl's hand as she carried the bag to the counter. Her compatriots in the bag were getting rowdy at this change, knowing that their time had likely come.
Reagan felt the wave of heat hit her as soon as they were carried out of the store. It was no surprise their purchaser had needed to stop for water given the temperature. The giant girl adjusted the bag in her grip, and Reagan got a brief look at the outside and saw that their location was not as remote as she'd thought. The gas station was certainly out of the way, but she could see a water tower and some buildings in the distance. Any further contemplation of her surroundings was cut short though as the giantess turned her face down to look at them. She was smiling. She really looked like a nice girl, perhaps someone Reagan could have been friends with back when she still counted as a person. Now this potential friend was her owner.
"Hey little dudes, my name is Hannah." she said, introducing herself. Reagan was surprised by this interaction, from what she had seen people tended not to acknowledge their food. Any hope was short lived though. "I actually only went into the gas station to buy some water, but I figured while I'm exercising I could use a bit of extra protein, y'know?" She asked this so casually, Reagan almost forgot she was the protein. She got a reminder as soon as Hannah opened the bag though. In a flash her gigantic hand had shot in and snatched up that obnoxious guy who wouldn't shut up earlier. She tossed him through her open lips and swallowed him whole all in one movement. Reagan doubted he'd even touched Hannah's tongue.
This sight was enough to shake the other tinies out of their stunned silence. Reagan's fellow prisoners began to scream and thrash, bumping and kicking each other inadvertently in their panic. The net effect was enough that the whole bag began to shake in Hannah's hand.
"Mmmm... that's exactly what I needed." Hannah said, smiling as she felt him squirm down her throat. "I don't want to eat all of you at once though. I've still got 5 more miles to run. Why don't the rest of you wait with the girls?"
Reagan was confused by this comment, but then she felt the entire bag in free fall. This time, she screamed too, worried that Hannah had accidentally dropped the bag and that her life would soon be ended with a painful bloody splat. Instead, the entire mass of people stopped suddenly, sending them all pressing down on the increasingly unfortunate people at the bottom of the bag. When things settled, Reagan saw what had happened: Hannah had dropped the bag between her gigantic tits.
"Sorry if they're a little sweaty." Hannah said sheepishly, lightly bouncing her chest as she adjusts the bag in her cleavage.
"A little" was an understatement. The sweat covering her chest seeped through the air holes in the bag, coating the tiny people towards the edges in salty liquid as it flowed down towards the bottom of the bag. Several of the tiny people lower down in the bag were already dealing with a slowly forming pool of sweat as they wondered whether they'd be better off being eaten or drowning.
Hannah didn't even notice their plight though. With her hands now free, she took a swig from her water bottle. The tiny people could only watch as the water rushed into their new owner's mouth, her throat undulating as the water disappeared down it in gulps. When she stopped, about a quarter of the water in the bottle was gone.
"Now that there's some room...." Hannah said, reaching her hand down between her breasts into the bag and snatching a dozen tiny people. "I hope you guys are good swimmers." She said, giving them a cute smile as she dropped them down into the mouth of the water bottle. They landed with a plop in the clear water, the height of their fall causing them to be submerged temporarily.
Hannah acted as though she couldn't hear their screams as she screwed the cap back onto the water bottle, tiny people still floating inside.
"Now, I just have one more problem to deal with. It's a little embarrassing though." Hannah said, before leaving down closer to the tiny people. Her head took up their entire view now, blocking out the sky with her gigantic face. "My thong has been riding up while I'm running, and it's really distracting. I was hoping one of you guys could go down there and handle it for the rest of my run. Any volunteers?"
Once again, everyone in the bag began to scream, horrified by the prospect of what she was suggesting. Was she really going to drop someone into her butt?
Hannah just laughed at the chorus of shouting. "Ah, don't all volunteer at once!" She said, before her hand shot down and grabbed one at random. "If you do a good job, I might consider keeping you as a pet instead of eating you. But if you don't help me out, neither of us are going to have fun." she said, before bringing the tiny around behind her back and dropping them down into the back of her athletic thong.
"There, nice and snug." Hannah said, patting her shorts clad butt. "Now, let's get going, this is gonna be a great workout."
Where had Reagan ended up?
1. Reagan was one of the tinies floating in the water bottle.
2. Reagan was still bouncing around between Hannah's breasts, doing her best to dodge Hannah's fingers as she occasionally snacked during her run.
3. Reagan is the tiny "volunteer" riding between Hannah's butt cheeks | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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