This choice: Jack successfully got Jasmine's attention, but the two aren't on the same page • Go Back...Chapter #5A misunderstanding gone too far by: Tisch   "Wait! Jasmine, it's me, Jack! Please don't squash me! I need your help!" In a desperate attempt at conveying his identity, Jack started yelling and pleading for the young woman's discretion in understanding who he was. Just as Jasmine was about to flick the "bug" off of her jeans, she heard this cry for help and was taken aback. "What the hell? What is that?" she thought. Jasmine sat down in her office chair and leaned over to get a closer look at the thing on her knee. "Oh my God!" Jasmine cried. "It really is Jack! I thought I recognized that voice! What are you doing?" Jack's world suddenly melted with relief as he felt the plump fingers of his coworker wrap around him. This relief briefly turned to annoyance as Jasmine carelessly pressed Jack in between her fingers, crushing him to an uncomfortable degree. Once she raised him high enough, Jasmine dropped Jack on the table and he fell down with a hard thud. "Ugh..." Jack groaned. He slowly sat up and turned to face his giant friend who had a half-concerned, half-confused look on her face.
"Hey, I get that you didn't know it was me, but you're huge! Could you be a little more gentle?" Jack mumbled. Jasmine furrowed her brows. "Really? I just find you as this tiny little thing climbing my legs, and you call me 'huge?' You got something else to say, you wanna just call me fat?" Jasmine grunted, clearly bothered by Jack's comment. Jack shook his head in confusion. "What? No, I didn't say that. Look, I just meant that- ah, whatever. Thanks for at least noticing me. I was concerned that you were gonna actually mistake me for a bug," the tiny guy spoke. Jasmine's hesitation remained, but she was at least thankful Jack was okay. "I'm glad too. Man, if you hadn't called out to me, I probably would have tried tossing you onto the floor and stomping you. But we don't have to worry about that now. What we do have to worry about is how you got so small and how you got to me in the first place." Jack explained his situation, about what was happening with the shrink ray, and how he wasn't able to get back to his normal size without it. Jasmine listened intently and nodded in understanding. "Sure, I can help with that. Come on, let's go take a look." The brunette once again picked Jack up and clenched him in her hand.
"Ack! Jasmine, you're crushing me! Ease it up please!" the tiny guy called. Jasmine just rolled her eyes. "Fine then. Let me put you somewhere where you won't complain as much." The woman then lowered Jack down to her jeans waistband. "What are you doing?" Jack called, but Jasmine ignored him. She quickly and carelessly dropped Jack into her jeans waistband and tightened it up, pressing him to her lower abdomen. "Good lord, Jasmine! Just put me in one of your pockets or something! It's a tight fit down here!" Jack cried again. Jasmine ignored the tiny man once again and arrived at his desk, quickly snatching the shrink ray before returning to her spot in the office. Once back at her desk, Jasmine set the shrink ray down and pulled Jack out from her waistband. "Happy? Geez, for a little guy, you sure do talk a lot," Jack's colleague shook her head. Jack sighed and apologized. "I'm sorry, Jas. Again, I'm just a little sensitive at this height. You're going a little overboard, I thought your belly was gonna roll over me-"
"My belly?!" Jasmine interrupted. "Now you're talking about my belly? What's wrong with it, huh? Is it too pudgy? Are you calling me fat?" Jack's mind started racing as he was clenched hard in Jasmine's hand, her face clearly showing agitation. "No! Not in the slightest, are you kidding? Jasmine, you're fine! I wasn't trying to insinuate that you're big or anything, I'm just small!" the tiny guy tried reasoning. But Jasmine wasn't in the mood. She mistook what Jack was trying to say and took it as an insult. "Liar. You totally are. I get we like to kid around and everything, but gimme a break. Besides, who are you to talk when you're hardly even snack-sized?" the woman snarled. Jack didn't know how to respond. He once again tried pleading with his friend, but once again he accidentally irritated her more.
"Oh, so you think I'm this big monster? I'm something to be afraid of? I'm a big, chubby monster that's making you feel unsafe," Jasmine scoffed. "That's not what I'm saying at all! Jasmine, please-"
"So, you wanna call me a fat monster? I'll show you fat monster, you little freak," the woman hissed. Suddenly, Jack was raised into the air. "Jasmine, what are you doing?" he shrieked. The tiny guy looked down and saw the opening maw of his closest work colleague opening up. "Please don't! I wasn't calling you fat, I promise!" His pleas fell on deaf ears. Irritated at Jack's "sass," Jasmine dropped her tiny coworker and he fell right into her awaiting maw.
*SPLAT*
Immediately, Jack was coated in saliva as he landed in a pool of it conjured by Jasmine's anticipating mouth. She instantly closed it, leaving him surrounded in a moist atmosphere with the scent of meat. It didn't take long for Jasmine to do her thing, as after a simple swish around her mouth, she sent the tiny guy back to her throat.
*GLUCK*
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*SPLUT*
"Gah!" Jack landed with a hefty splash in Jasmine's stomach. A thick layer of leftover food was floating around in the intensely thick and acidic environment, reminiscent of Jasmine's last meal. A gurgle echoed around the tiny guy, reminding him of his predicament. "She actually swallowed me..." he thought, his hopes draining. "How could she? I wasn't trying to call her fat!" Meanwhile, Jasmine slapped her tummy and chuckled. She let out a quick burp before resuming her work, forgetting about Jack in very little time.
Over the following few hours, Jack learned that his shrink ray durability was slowly wearing off. He remained stuck in Jasmine's gurgling belly with nowhere to go, and nothing to protect himself with. Without his shrink ray to provide greater protection, the tiny guy was gradually digested and passed along in Jasmine's system. Later that evening, Jasmine went to the restroom just before heading to bed. She relieved herself and let out a sigh, especially satsified with this last bathroom break of the day. Jack was a part of this bathroom break, though he was indistinguishable from the remains left in Jasmine's toilet. With a pronounced flush, the giant woman sent the remains of her old coworker down the toilet with the rest of her meals from the day...  |
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