When the sounds of screaming tinies had largely died down, Dave finally dared to glance back over to the larger enclosure. What he saw disgusted him even more than the feeding frenzy from before.
Like nothing in particular had happened, the giant women had all returned to their respective groups, forming small circles around the fish tank and talking amongst themselves. But that wasn't what disgusted Dave.
What disgusted him was the way these titans would occasionally pluck the micro tinies from crevices in their bodies and casually eat them, like they were hoarding snacks. The few lucky enough to still be moving when they were pulled out from who-knows where were immediately put to work.
Some of the women would brazenly present their waiting gigantic vaginas to their hoarded food items and demand to be pleasured. Other women would use handfuls of their captured tinies as seat cushions to soften the cold glass floor. While still others would simply roll their squirming tiny treats under their soles and grasp them in their mammoth toes for nothing but their amusement.
Dave wanted to throw up at the sight of his apparent future.
Just then another enormous normal human trudged up to the tiny and micro enclosures. Dave's blood froze, expecting the giant being -- that would have only recently recognized him as a fellow person -- to be about to deliver him to that ravenous hoard next door.
Instead, the lid to the large fish tank was removed, and Dave was given the complete opposite sight from before, as all of the tiny women tensed up in abject fear, before scattering to all corners of the enclosure in attempt to avoid the humongous pale hand that had entered to collect its sacrifice.
Dave's eyes locked onto the brown-haired tiny girl who had so ravenously devoured that terrified micro girl only a few hours ago. Her satisfied face was now streaming tears as gigantic red-painted nails and slender white fingers wrapped around her and plucked her into the air.
Every single micro and tiny couldn't tear their eyes away as the mountain-sized woman casually tossed the struggling tiny woman into her huge hot mouth and began swishing her back and forth.
"Mmmmm, sweet!" She turned her head and thundered behind her, the poor tiny girl still entrapped in her raging maw. "I think this one will do for the birthday cake topper!"
"Awesome. Then get it washed up and bring it with this tray over to table 5."
"On it!" The enormous woman boomed energetically, pulling the trembling tiny girl out of her mouth and heading towards the sink.
Both enclosures remained silent for a long time after that, as all of the tinies and micros remembered at once exactly what this place was, and what they were.
Three days passed. Occasionally one of the humans would come over to the enclosures to pick out another tiny girl for a customer's meal. Once or twice the humans came to retrieve a spoonful of micros for a soup or as a specialty steak seasoning. And once there was a delivery of new tiny girls dumped into the large aquarium. And unfortunately... they all looked like they hadn't been fed in a while.
As the days dwindled by, the girls in the aquarium would discretely devour the micros they had stored away, attempting to make their supplies last until the next feeding.
On the morning of the fourth day, an enormous human hand again scooped down into his enclosure. This time, his luck had run out. The gigantic moist palm pressed against the bottom of the glass prison before slamming all mircos in its path, including Dave, roughly against the glass wall before tipping them into her overturned palm and wrapping them up in her warm slender fingers.
Dave wanted to scream and cry and fight like mad knowing all too well the situation he was in. But he didn't want to give any of the hungry giantess beasts waiting below the satisfaction. Images of the enormous women crowding around under the human's enormous hand like dogs waiting for a steak flashed through Dave's mind and his attempts to hold back the tears began to fail.
But without warning, the massive fingers supporting the group of micros' weight suddenly vanished out from under them, sending Dave plummeting toward the mass of starving women below.
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