Till Death Do Us Part

"Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned. Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned"

Heather Merritt smiled up at the dark haired lanky man standing beside her bed. "I’m serious Bob. Do you think she suspects anything?"

Bob Hughes kissed the slender blonde gently on the cheek. "No I don’t think she has any idea. Why would she? I mean you are good friends. She would never suspect."

Heather sighed "It’s just that she has been acting funny toward me lately. Like, I noticed her just staring at me one day at lunch. But it was like there was something behind it; a sort of malevolence."

Bob sat on the bed beside her. "I think you are just feeling a little guilty about being with me and imagining things. What about Charlie, does he suspect?"

Heather sniffed back a tear. "Of course not. But that’s completely different because Charlie is... well… clueless."

Bob put his arm around her waist and pulled her to him. "Don’t worry dear. Nobody knows. Look, I have to get going. I’ve got a crew working a job over on Newberry and I need to meet with the owner. It will all be fine." He gave Heather a reassuring squeeze and stood up. "See you later dear."

Heather smiled and nodded. "Bye love."

The sound of Bob’s footsteps echoed out the door, leaving Heather with more questions than answers. She and Karina had been friends since high school, well over two decades. She grabbed a tissue from the nightstand and wiped her cheek. Karina was generally sweet but she also had a dark side and a temper that Heather had seen only a few times. That was what frightened her about the affair. Heather had always had an attraction for Bob but had never intended to bed him. Their first encounter had been more accidental than premeditated, but lust now dominated their relationship tugging them back together every time they tried to stop.

As Bob drove to the job, he thought about the two women in his life. They were strikingly different, both in looks and temperament. Heather was slender and blonde with a sweet, almost bubbly disposition. Karina was dark haired and petite, her appearance owing to her Mediterranean heritage. Karina was curvier than Heather and more volatile. She was moody and tended to have much bigger reactions to events than Heather who was much more even tempered. He new that eventually he would have to end the affair with Heather, but was now in the unenviable position of not wanting to hurt either of them but not knowing how to extricate himself. Volatile and strange as she may be, Bob had to admit that he still loved his wife.

A couple of miles away, at their house, Karina was on the phone fuming. "I just drove by that slut’s house and his truck was parked out there again… Of course I think he is sleeping with her. Why else would he be over there in the middle of the day?"

"Well girlfriend," the voice on the other end of the line retorted. "I feel for you. I really do. I know this is hard for you, but the bigger question is do you want to do something about it or just ignore the fact that your husband is fucking one of your best friends?"

Karina sniffed and blew her nose, "Yes I want to do something about it! I wish I could strangle both of them."

"Well, it isn’t strangulation, but I have something that just may help. I’ll be over in a bit and we’ll talk. Bye Karina, see you soon."

Karina turned off the phone and slumped down in the couch. She couldn’t believe this was happening. It was difficult enough to deal with the betrayal of her husband, but her friend too. Karina had actually known Heather much longer than Bob. For a time they were nearly inseparable. She could almost forgive her husband, after all he was a guy, but she could never forgive Heather.

About an hour later, there was a knock at the door. Before Karina could answer, the door opened and Adeline breezed in. She went straight to the couch where Karina was now standing and embraced her, giving a light kiss on her cheek. "You actually seem to be doing well, all things considered."

"I seem to be cycling between anger and sadness. Mostly I’m angry."

"Well my dear," Adeline smiled, "Would you like to do something about it?"

"I guess I need to contact an attorney. File for divorce" Karina sighed.

"Divorce! Whatever are you talking about? Why on earth would you want to do that?"

"Why do I get the feeling that you are going to tell me something utterly ridiculous?" Karina smiled.

"I suppose because you know me too well." Adeline laughed. "But it just so happens that I do have a suggestion. What if you could simply make your problem disappear?” She reached into her purse and pulled out a small vile sitting it importantly on the table.

Karina picked up the vial swirling the syrupy contents around as she studied it. "So what is that? Poison?"

Adeline smiled delightedly. "In a way… It’s a shrinking potion."

Karina laughed at her friend. "Well, OK. I’ll play along. What are we going to do, shrink Bob like in that old movie."

"Exactly. You can shrink him to a mere inch or two. Then you can do whatever you want to him. Crush him in your hand. Feed him to the neighbor’s dog, they do still have that adorable Basset hound don’t they? Or…"Adeline hesitated not sure whether to confide in her friend.

"Or what?"

"Or… you could swallow him."

Karina laughed. "For a minute, I actually thought you were serious."

Adeline grinned. "Oh, but I am serious Karina and I’ll show you." Adeline pulled a small coin purse from her bag and snapped open the catch. She gingerly reached in and pulled out a tiny, squirming figure.

Karina gasped in amazement. "Is that…"

"Yes, it’s really a one inch tall man. I think he said his name was Richard. I hadn’t actually planned on demonstrating but there he was trying to thumb a ride and, well… I simply couldn’t resist."

"And you shrank him?"

"Yes. With that potion on the table. Would you like to hold him?"

Karina slowly opened her palm and Adeline deposited the tiny man. He was kneeling, screaming foully at her. "My God! I can’t believe it. You actually shrank this man?" Karina brought her hand close to her face and stared dumbfounded at the miniature figure. There was no doubt that what she held was a tiny, living man. Karina gently deposited the tiny man back into Adeline’s palm.

Adeline grasped the trembling man by his ankle and held him, dangling, upside down between her thumb and index finger. Karina felt sorry for him. She felt certain that he was completely terrified, a fact that Adeline seemed to neither notice nor care.

"Normally I would do this with much more planning and care but we are doing this on the fly so to speak."

Adeline raised her captive so that he was now hanging above her open mouth and let go. He tumbled onto her tongue and rolled into her mouth as it closed. Adeline sat motionless for a moment then Karina noticed the muscles in Adeline’s neck flex slightly. She closed her eyes as she leaned back into the couch smiling and rubbing her tummy.

There was a long silence before Adeline spoke. "Well, look at that, I made him disappear."

Karina was nearly speechless. "Oh my God! You… You actually swallowed him."

Adeline opened her mouth as if to remove all doubt. "Yep. He’s gone. Well… Actually he’s not really gone. He’s right about here." Adeline placed her fingers just below her left breast. "But in any case he’ll never be seen or heard from again. The human digestive system is very efficient. Now do you understand what I’m getting at? You could swallow that bastard husband of yours and no one would ever know. No problems with lawyers or splitting up assets. You get it all. And, you get the satisfaction of knowing he is being slowly, painfully, digested alive. You might have read in the paper about the rash of missing people?"

Karina sat stunned. “You are responsible for that?”

“Well, no, at least not all of them. There are apparently other women who have gotten ahold of this.”

Karina stared blankly at her friend as the full impact of Adeline’s words filtered into her consciousness. Then a smile crept across her face. "Adeline, you are positively wicked. But then that is one of the things I absolutely love about you."

“I’ll leave this vial with you to use at your discretion. There is actually more here than you need. It only takes a few drops. I would love to stay and chat, but I’m meeting a friend for lunch.”

Karina showed her friend to the door and watched as she drove down the street before returning to her couch, and sat staring at the vial contemplating what she might do with such power.

That evening the dinner conversation at the Hughes’ house was amiable and pleasant. So much so that a stranger happening upon the scene would never have suspected the betrayal and deceit between them. Karina had started the conversation by casually asking her husband how his day had been and had gotten the usual nondescript reply. The sureness of his response further infuriated Karina. She had spent ten years with the man who was now sitting across the table from her smiling and talking as if nothing was going on. Karina wondered how many others there had been before Heather but remained composed as she smiled sweetly and chattered away with her husband. Karina had a strong motivation for keeping her emotions hidden. She had devised a wonderful, deliciously sadistic plan to even the score and for it to work Bob couldn’t suspect anything.

The next morning, Karina awoke with a start from a particularly vivid dream. She was a cat chasing a small Bob mouse around the house. Every time she tried to catch him in her claws, he would escape into his tiny mouse hole, laughing and taunting her from inside. She couldn’t remember much else, the dream was already fading from memory, but the ending was still vividly etched in her mind. Bob was running toward his mouse hole. He ducked inside as usual, laughing. But this time Karina was somehow behind the wall and her open mouth was the mouse hole. Bob was leaning against one of her molars full of smugness over having escaped once again when he noticed the soft pink uvula dangling from the ribbed canopy above him. As he slowly turned, the backs of razor sharp teeth encircled his view leaving him no doubt as to where he was. But, before he could twitch, Karina’s jaws snapped closed and she swallowed him. What lingered now were the feelings of utter feline sensuousness and total control as his squirming little body had traveled down her gullet.

Karina looked around nervously then realized that Bob had already left. It was unusual for her to not awaken when he got out of bed. She slipped on her robe and ate a breakfast of cold cereal and juice while she contemplated her plan. Step one was to lure Heather to the house.

Karina picked up the phone and dialed Heather’s number. "Heather. Hi, it’s Karina… I’m good. Say, it’s beautiful outside and I thought you might like to go for a walk in a little bit. I thought it might give us a chance to get caught up on what’s been happening lately. Sure, just come by my house whenever you’re ready. See ya."

Heather lived in the same neighborhood, just a couple of streets over. The short distance would almost certainly mean that Heather would walk rather than drive to Karina’s house saving her the trouble of having to get rid of Heather’s car.

About forty-five minutes later there was a soft rap on the door. Karina took a deep breath as she opened the front door. The slender blonde, dressed in tights and a racer back sports bra stood smiling at her. Karina ushered Heather in. "Wow! You are looking good girl."

Heather smiled uneasily. She had not been sure what to expect but knew that she couldn’t keep avoiding her friend without raising suspicion. Everything seemed fine though and she began to relax a little. "I have been so busy lately. I’ve meant to call you several times, then one thing or another would come up. You know how it is I’m sure."

Karina finished lacing up her shoes. "I’m just about ready. Why don’t I get some water for you to drink before we go? I was reading just the other day that we don’t drink nearly enough. I guess it helps flush out toxins and stuff. I try to remember to drink a glass before I exercise. It really seems to help."

Heather nodded as Karina turned toward the kitchen, a moment later returning with two glasses.

Heather sipped the cool water. She thought it had a slightly odd taste but it wasn’t enough for her to question and anyway Karina was drinking a glass as well. Heather finished the glass. "Are you ready?" she smiled.

"Sure. Let’s get moving." Karina opened the door trying to think of a way to stall until the potion did its work. She had no idea how long it would take or what would happen and certainly didn’t want to be outside in full view. Karina turned to say something and noticed Heather looked pale.

"Heather, are you all right?"

Heather gripped Karina’s arm. "I feel real dizzy. I think I’m going to be sick."

Karina helped her friend to the couch and watched incredulously as Heather began to shrink right before her eyes. The entire process seemed to take only a couple of minutes leaving nothing but Heather’s clothes in a heap on the floor. Karina gingerly picked through the loose clothing searching for her now tiny friend. She found Heather lying underneath the cup of her sports bra.

Carefully she scooped Heather into her hand. She was barely three quarters of an inch tall. The frightened woman looked up at her giant friend in shock and disbelief.

Karina could hardly contain her delight as she laughed and exclaimed "It actually worked!"

A tiny voice squeaked from Karina’s palm. But instead of answering, Karina tugged open her tank top and dropped the screaming Heather into her sports bra. She felt her slipping lightly into her cleavage and smiled. "Don’t worry dear," Karina’s voice boomed, "We’ll have plenty of time to talk but I do feel like taking a walk this morning. I just have a feeling that it is going to be a wonderful day."

It was a beautiful spring day as Karina walked briskly up the street, her mind filled with thoughts and images of the events to come. She couldn’t remember ever feeling this excited and nervous.

Heather was not quite sure what had happened, the reality of her situation having not entirely sunk into her consciousness. She was surrounded by the warm flesh of Karina’s breasts which rhythmically swayed and bounced as she walked. The effect was that of a fleshy vice that alternately crushed in on her as Karina’s breasts flexed downward then releasing its grip as her breasts moved back up. Directly in front of Heather, a wall of beige colored mesh held her against the quivering flesh. The wall curved upward following the contour of her bust, ending in an ellipse of daylight formed between the curve of Karina’s cleavage and the black arc of fabric that marked the top of her tank top. Heather thought about trying to climb out that passage but quickly realized that even if she could, there was no place to go. So, she waited nervously, wondering what Karina had in store for her.

Karina took a long walk and didn’t get back for over an hour. Her stomach let her know that it was well past lunch. She pulled a bag of pre-mixed salad greens from the refrigerator and dumped about half of it onto a large plate. Then chopped a leftover piece of grilled chicken and sprinkled it over the top. Karina took a bite and chewed it thoughtfully. She was about to take another when she felt Heather squirming between her breasts.

"How rude of me to not invite you to lunch." Karina cupped her hand underneath her bust, gently tugging the band open with her free hand. Heather tumbled out shrieking in a tiny little cartoon voice that caused Karina to laugh so hard she nearly dropped her. Karina dropped the tiny woman into an empty glass.

"Why are you doing this?" Heather’s tiny voice squeaked.

A harshness came over Karina’s face. "Don’t treat me like I’m some kind of fool, Heather. You know exactly why I’m doing this. You’ve been doing my husband and I am ready to put a stop to it."

Heather began crying. "Yes. It’s true," she gulped between sobs. "But it was all an accident Karina I swear. Please! Just let me go and I promise that I will end it today. I’ll call Bob and tell him we’re through."

"How could you betray me this way? After all that we have been through together. The nights crying on each others shoulder after being dumped by some guy. All the secrets we shared. How could you!"

"I don’t know, Karina. It just happened. I…"

Karina smashed her hand on the table. "That is so lame. So, let me see, you just happened to accidentally fuck my husband."

"I’m sorry," Heather sobbed.

"Oh, I believe you’re sorry… Sorry the both of you got caught! Well don’t worry cause your little affair is ending today just not the way you would have hoped."

"Please Karina, please don’t hurt me!" Heather pleaded.

"Oh, you can bet I’m going to hurt you. Bitch." Karina raised the glass to her mouth with Heather screaming inside.

"God no Karina please don’t eat me. We're friends. We’ve known each other since childhood."

Karina’s mouth opened menacingly. As Karina tipped the glass up, Heather began sliding toward the huge maw before her. She scrambled and scratched at the smooth surface all the while sliding closer. She was close enough now to feel Karina’s hot moist breath against her bare skin.

Karina tipped her head back and felt Heather tumble onto her tongue. She closed her mouth and smiled contentedly. The sensation of Heather squirming inside her mouth was very delicate and sensuous. Karina paused, savoring all the wonderful nuances. This was a moment she wanted to remember. A pool of saliva was forming around Heather in expectation of her trip down Karina’s esophagus. Karina walked into the bathroom but instead of swallowing Heather, she spit her back into the glass. Her stomach would have to wait because she had other plans for her dear friend Heather.

Karina sat the glass rather forcefully on the vanity, turned on the shower, then disappeared into the bedroom. Heather clawed at the smooth glass surface in a panic, jumping, scrambling to catch hold of the rim. But it was well out of her reach. She slumped against its smooth side, exhausted.

A moment later Karina breezed back into the bathroom having removed her clothes. Heather had always envied Karina’s fuller, curvier figure and as Karina stood at the vanity brushing out her hair, Heather couldn’t help but notice that age and time had been easy on her. Abruptly, Karina turned and entered the shower humming and softly singing. Heather watched Karina’s blurred outline through the glass shower door as she moved the wash cloth languidly over her breasts and down her abdomen. Even without her occasional soft moans, it was apparent that Karina was enjoying herself. Heather closed her eyes wondering what was next.

The fact that Karina hadn’t swallowed her, gave Heather some degree of optimism. Perhaps she was simply trying to scare her, maybe torture her a little for what she had done. It could be that when this was over, Karina would restore her size and let her go. It only took a moment for the absurdity of that thought to sink in. Karina had something planned and if she hadn’t swallowed her then it probably meant that whatever it was, it was worse still.

The sound of the shower stopped and Heather opened her eyes, waiting. The shower door opened and a wet arm tugged a large bath towel from a hook on the wall. Karina wrapped herself in it and emerged from the shower. She grabbed a small spray bottle from the counter and spritzed it into her dark, wavy hair.

Karina picked up the glass and grinned evilly. "So, how are you doing in there, Heather?" She sat the glass down and reached across the counter to a hair dryer. "Tonight is going to be special and I want to look my best," Karina shouted over the whine of the appliance. She stooped over letting her hair fall away from her head and continued drying and fluffing. Abruptly she stood up flipping her hair back as she came up. Karina noticed Heather watching her and playfully directed the blast from the hair dryer into the glass, laughing as the force of it knocked Heather down.

She switched the dryer off and finished brushing out her hair. Then Karina began to methodically apply her makeup. All the while, Heather watched, wondering what all of this fuss was leading up to. Heather knew it was rare for Karina to wear much more than a little powder and mascara. The fact that she was going to so much trouble further worried her. Karina finished stroking mascara over her lashes and stood back to view her efforts. Satisfied, Karina turned and disappeared into the bedroom once again.

The sound of Karina humming gaily to herself in the next room angered Heather. Certainly, Karina had something horrible planned for her. There seemed little doubt of that. But the fact that she seemed so carefree about it was almost more than Heather could stand. Abruptly, Karina entered the room wearing a short black negligee, thigh top stockings, and heels. The negligee was seductively made of stretch lace through the bust with a sheer, flowing skirt that came roughly to mid-thigh. Karina pulled out a lipstick and began carefully applying it.

"It’s a new color, berry stain. It’s a darker shade than I usually wear, but don’t you think it accents my mouth?" Karina looked at her friend and sighed. "I suppose you are wondering what I have planned for you," Karina spoke as she hunted through the vanity drawer. "Ah. Here it is." She placed a small plastic bottle on the vanity beside the glass. Heather read the lettering on the side “Lulu Personal Lubricant” and her eyes widened in fear. Karina smiled, noticing her friend’s reaction. “Clearly, my husband prefers to fuck you, I want to find out what the attraction is.”

She carried the glass and the bottle into her bedroom and stretched out on her bed fluffing the pillows behind her to make a backrest. She tugged her nightgown up, and dumped the shrieking woman onto her bare abdomen.

Heather watched the giantess squirt a dab of the lubricant onto her fingertips which then disappeared between her legs as she began to rub herself. She looked over the vast expanse of skin looking for a means of escape but there was no where she could run that would be out of Karina’s reach. Karina was beginning to softly moan as her fingers were having the desired effect.

“I want you to pleasure me,” Karina commanded. Heather stood, staring down the woman’s abdomen at the dark tuft of hair frozen with fear. A large finger pushed at her from behind knocking her forward. “Get on with it! Don’t make me put you down there.”

Heather began crawling toward the giant’s womanhood pausing momentarily at the edge of her pubic hair. She wrinkled her nose at the smell of the giant woman’s genitals then began to slowly crawl forward through the tangle of hair. As she reached the fleshy cliff she swung her body around and began to slide down the hot wet flesh using the giant’s hair as handholds. She was revulsed by the pungent odor of the giant sexual organ but knew she had no choice but to obey her. She found the large nub of her clitoris and began to rub it.

“Ooooh, that feels nice,” Karina softly cooed. She continued to use her fingers to stroke her labia, teasingly tracing the entrance to her vagina before plunging her finger further inside. The effect was perfect and Karina began to feel herself getting hot. Her free hand reached down, pressing heather against her clitoris, gently rubbing in a slow circular motion. Heather was flailing about in a panic, terrified she might be crushed.

Abruptly heather felt fingers grasping her about the waist and she was taken up to Karina’s mouth. Enormous red lips parted and Heather was thrust inside, her tongue washing over her. “No! No! Please don’t eat me!” Heather shrieked. But Karina had other plans for her. Heather was once again grasped as Karina pulled the tiny woman from her mouth and held her up. She was covered in saliva, her once beautiful blonde hair matted and sticky.

She brought her back down to her pussy, the fingers of her other hand in an inverted V, spread her labia open revealing the glistening wet mouth of her vagina. Heather was squirming violently knowing what was about to happen. The fingers brought her closer and a moment later she was being thrust inside. Heather splayed her arms out for anything to halt her progress. She felt the shaft of a pubic hair and grabbed ahold of it to no avail. She took one last deep breath as the slimy flesh pressed into her. The giant fingers continued to push her deeper into the hot wet tunnel. The sensation of the squirming woman sent Karina over the edge and she felt the muscles in her pelvis tense in spasms that slowly subsided as she sunk back into the bed panting breathlessly.

Several minutes passed before Karina slipped off the bed and padded into the bathroom where she took a small wad of toilet paper and wiped herself off. She was still shaking slightly from the experience and decided a glass of wine was needed. She walked into the kitchen and retrieved a bottle of Chablis from the refrigerator, pouring herself a glass and returning the bottle. She sat at the table sipping the wine as she thought about the tiny woman who was still inside her, and wondered if she was alive or had suffocated. Not that it mattered. The bitch had gotten what she deserved. Now it was her husband’s turn.

She had only just swallowed the last of the wine when she heard the faint cough of an engine as Bob’s truck pulled into the drive. Karina smiled as she sat the glass on the counter. "Well, guess it’s time”

The hinges on the kitchen door gave their customary squeak as Bob came in from the driveway. Karina stood next to the counter trying to look her most seductive. Bob looked at his wife in slack jawed wonderment. She was quite a sight in her black nightgown and lace topped thigh high stockings.

"Am I in the right house?" He smiled in amazement.

Karina wondered if dear sweet Heather dressed this way for him. Or did she even need to entice him at all? She was every bit, no more, attractive than Heather who looked more like a boy than a woman.

Karina smiled seductively at the lanky man then slowly walked over to him as she put her arms around his neck and kissed him. "It seemed like you have been so distant lately. I thought maybe we could use some time together. Now why don’t you let me help you get out of that old work shirt?" She ran the tip of her red nail down Bob’s chest and began slowly popping the buttons through their holes.

Karina spread the shirt open and ran her hands over Bob’s chest as he bent forward and kissed her gently on the neck. The sensation gave her goose bumps. She tilted her head up and their lips met in a long passionate kiss. Karina grasped Bob’s hand and led him into the bedroom pushing him roughly onto the bed. She was very turned on, torn between lustful passion and the intense desire for revenge. The adulterous bastard would pay soon enough, she thought, but for now it was Heather’s turn.

Bob had already kicked his shoes off and now Karina deftly unzipped his pants and pulled them and his boxers off in one long tug. She slid onto the bed straddling her husband and slowly lowered her hips until the wet lips of her labia nestled against the firm shaft of his penis. Karina began to slowly rock her hips in a forward and back motion that rubbed her labia along the length of Bob’s shaft. He let out a gentle groan and began lightly rubbing Karina’s erect nipples through the lace bodice of her nightgown. Her nipples were quite sensitive and the sensation of the lace gently moving over them was electric. She rocked forward passionately kissing him as she rubbed her breasts against his chest.

After experiencing a series of mini-orgasms, Karina lifted her hips slightly and teasingly held the tip of Bob’s very firm penis at the opening of her vagina. “Are you ready for me?” she cooed seductively before sliding slowly down over the shaft until she had fully engulfed him. She always loved that first sensation of him as he entered her and liked to take him slowly inside so as to savor that feeling of him sliding past her lips, filling her. Karina began to slowly rock her pelvis back and forth moaning with delight as Bob’s course pubic hair rubbed across the nub of her clitoris, sending electric tingles through her body.

As Karina continued, Bob began thrusting up. “That’s it baby” Karina moaned.” I can feel you all the way inside me.” She imagined Heather’s tiny body being slowly crushed with each thrust. The thought pleased Karina and she became further aroused.

She pulled the nightgown off, over her head and leaned forward, letting her right breast brush across Bob’s lips. Taking the hint, he gently sucked her nipple into his mouth slowly running the tip of his tongue around it. Karina let out a low moan and contracted her pelvic muscles.

“Ummmm God that feels good,” Bob murmured.

The sensation of impending release was building within Karina’s pelvis and she slowed her thrusts slightly in an attempt to hold off her orgasm a little longer. She was riding that delicate and oh so delicious orgasmic edge. Karina could tell from Bob’s moans and the expression on his face that he was very nearly ready to cum himself. She contracted the muscles of her pelvis, clamping herself around his shaft as she thrust downward while firmly squeezing her thighs together as if trying to crush his hips between them. That and the sensation of Bob’s fingers lightly caressing her nipples were all that Karina needed. She let out a low howling moan as an intense series of orgasms rocked her body. A moment later Bob let out a low grown and Karina felt the pulsing of his penis and initial hot blast of his seamen, moaning with her delight as he came.

Bob’s muscles released in a brief wave and he relaxed into the soft bed. Not entirely satisfied, Karina slowly slid forward, positioning her pelvis over Bob’s head. “I want your mouth on me,” she breathlessly sighed.

Bob took the cue and began to gently flick his tongue between the wet folds of Karina’s labia. Her sweet aroma mingled with the pungent smell of his ejaculate. It was messy but something he enjoyed almost as much as she. He could tell from the way she moved, that he was having the desired effect. The sound of Karina’s moans filled his ears despite them being muffled between her silky thighs. He reached his arms upward and began to gently stroke the sides of her breasts. Her thighs clamped down on his head like a vice and she let out a throaty scream as she came once again more intensely than the last. The contractions of her vagina pushed a wave of sticky liquid into Bob’s mouth which he swallowed without hesitation. Although most of what he was swallowing was his own ejaculate, the idea that it had been deep inside her and mixed with her own secretions excited him.

After a few minutes Karina relaxed her grip on Bob’s head and slipped down beside him. The fool, Karina thought, had probably swallowed the remains of his girlfriend along with his seaman. Bob seemed relaxed and after a few minutes Karina got up from the bed putting on a loose tee shirt and panties. Now it would be Bob’s turn to pay.

Bob was stretched out on his back, more asleep than awake. Karina had planned on slipping the shrinking solution into his drink but it seemed just as easy to be more direct given his current state. She held the eyedropper over his partially opened mouth and let a few drops of the liquid fall onto his tongue. He swallowed the sweet liquid unaware of what was about to happen. Karina sat back and smiled. The process didn’t take long and in a few minutes, Bob was no bigger than her little finger.

She picked him up and he woke with a start. Before Bob could make sense of what he saw, Karina pulled open the waist of her panties and dropped Bob inside letting the elastic snap back against her hips. His tiny body made a pleasant little bump at her mons.

"That should hold you for a while," Karina laughed with delight.

Bob twisted around until he was facing forward. He was caught in a tangle of damp pubic hair infused with the pungent aroma of sexual passion. Through the weave of the sheer fabric that held him gently in place, Bob could see the bedroom, his view shifting as Karina moved about. His sight, smell, touch, and hearing led him to what was an impossible conclusion; he was trapped inside Karina’s panties. It was a conclusion that his mind refused to embrace. A dark shadowy wall appeared in front of Bob, then pressed against him as Karina pulled on a pair of black leggings.

Karina busied herself with preparing dinner, largely ignoring her husband despite his occasional bouts of squirming. After finishing dinner, Karina removed her leggings and pulled Bob from her panties as she stretched out on the bed, her back leaning against the headboard. She dropped Bob between her thighs and laughed as he struggled to stand.

"You fucking bitch!" he hissed through clenched teeth. What the hell have you done to me?"

Karina smiled sweetly. "I should have thought that was fairly obvious dear. I slipped you a few drops of a shrinking potion while you slept and now, my darling husband you are a mere inch and a half tall."

"I can see that. But what is going on here? Why did you shrink me? You were always a bit mental but this is bizarre."

A surge of anger swept over Karina. She wanted to smash Bob and smear his guts across the bedspread, but she had other plans. Karina’s voice took on a low, ominous quality that Bob knew from experience meant the petite brunet was about to loose control. "You smug bastard. Did you really think I wouldn’t find out about you and Heather? I know you’ve been fucking her so don’t even try to give me that mister innocent look ‘cause it won’t work."

Bob hesitated, not sure what to say. Certainly it would not be smart to say anything that might further provoke her. The best tack, he decided, was to ignore the question of fidelity altogether. "So how exactly did you shrink me?"

"My friend Adeline helped me. But that’s really not important. What matters is that you are the size of my little finger and I’ve got you. What you should be worried about is what I have planned for you and that whore Heather."

The question of what Karina intended to do was foremost in Bob’s mind. She had a definite purpose in shrinking him and, he reasoned, whatever unpleasant fate she had planned would probably end in his death. He had hoped that Karina would be satisfied with exacting her revenge on him and leave Heather alone but it sounded as though Karina had something horrible planned for her as well.

"You need to leave her out of this," Bob exclaimed. "This is between you and me."
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"Oh, how sweet," Karina’s voice dripped with sarcasm. "You’re worried about the mousy little slut." She smiled teasingly at her husband, taking obvious joy at the situation.

She rubbed her finger along the crotch of her panties as she said, “Now, come here my little husband. Come to my pussy.”

Bob looked to either side. He was caught between her thighs and the only other means of escape was down the bed but she would catch him long before he could escape.

“Come here.” Karina said a little less sweetly than before. Bob slowly came forward. “That’s it. All the way. Ummmmm” She murmured as she continued to gently stroke herself. She rocked up on one hip and slipped the crotch of her panties to the side.

“I want you to take a good look at my wet pussy. At your more manageable size you are not much bigger than my clit. If you’re not careful, I might just shove you right inside. That’s right my little husband. Right. In. Side.” She spoke each word separately for emphasis. “I could swallow you with my pussy. Do you want to be in there? It’s warm and moist. And your dick was in there just a minute ago, crushing that slut.”

Bob looked stunned as he staggered backward and dropped to his knees.

Karina let out a sigh. "She was about half your size. I guess the effect of the shrinking potion varies slightly. I might have given her a little more than you, I dunno. Anyway…I used her as a sex toy then put her inside me just before you came home."

Bob thought he would be sick. "You mean…" he stammered.

Karina smiled down at him with delight, "Yes, that’s right, your darling Heather was inside my pussy when we made love. I imagine she was crushed by the first deep thrust as I took you inside me and I suppose most of whatever was left of her probably drained out while you were eating my pussy. Actually, I’m not sure which was more pleasurable, your mouth on me or the knowledge that her guts were slowly dribbling down your throat."

"You sadistic bitch!"

“My dear, you have no idea how sadistic I can be. But you’re about to find out. Would you like to join what’s left of her inside me?” She spread herself open revealing the entrance to her vagina.

Bob stared at the glistening pink cave, his anger building. “GO AHEAD YOU BITCH. JUST GET IT OVER WITH!”

Karina laughed as she reached for him, plucking him from the bed. “Oh no, my husband, it’s not my pussy where you’re headed. That would be too quick. I have something much more delicious in mind.” She teasingly ran her tongue across her lips.

"You used to tell me how much you liked my full breasts and curvy body." Karina rubbed her abdomen in a gentle circular motion and smiled. "And you always told me I had a sexy mouth. You said you liked my full lips." Karina, pursed her lips together in a pouty glance. "Well…" Karina said as she traced her finger slowly down her neck and between her breasts, "You are going to pass through my pouty lips, into my sexy mouth, and when I tire of playing with you darling, I will swallow you down past my full breasts and into my sexy tummy. I wonder what it is like to be slowly digested alive."

Bob tried to speak but all that came out was a feeble squeak.

Karina grinned evilly. She dropped Bob onto the palm of her right hand. The miserable bastard was curled in a little ball, cowering.

"Please don’t do this," he sobbed. "It was all such an awful mistake. You know I still love you honey, just give me a chance."

"Sure, baby, I’ll give you another chance. I’m going to give you a chance to admire my nice curvy body from the inside. And while you are being slowly, and I hope painfully, digested, I hope you take a moment to reflect on whether your dear Heather was worth it."

"You fucking bit…" the stream of obscenities was inadvertently cut off as Karina closed her fingers over Bob. She was shaking with anger and had to fight back the urge to keep squeezing until he was reduced to a bloody pulp. But that would not do. It would be over much too quickly. Karina took a deep breath as she slowly opened her hand.

Bob felt the flow of cool air over his back and looked up thinking that she must have decided not to go through with it. Could it be that she still cared for him? His question was answered even as it formed in his mind. Karina used her free hand to grasp him around the waist and lifted him to her face.

“I had thought about keeping you around as my tiny pet and personal sex toy. But I think it is time for you to go all the way down. So one last lick.” Her tongue snaked out and the tip ran slowly up his body it felt rough against his skin. “Mmmmm you taste nice.”

She ran her tongue across him a second time, then pulled him away, her brown eyes studying him. “And now, down you go.” She smiled and her mouthed opened as she brought him toward her lips. She carefully laid him on her tongue, withdrawing her fingers as her lips slowly closed. She used her tongue to maneuver his squirming body back and tipped her chin up slightly, feeling him slip into her throat as she swallowed. She felt him slide partway and stop as she swallowed again, her fingers gently touching her neck, feeling the muscles work as he traveled down. Her fingers traveled lightly down her neck slipping across her collar bone as if tracing his path to her stomach. She rested her hand on her chest, leaning back against the headboard, taking a deep breath and smiling at the realization that she had actually swallowed him. “Mmmmm that is exactly what I needed.” She flicked her hair back over her shoulder and laughed.

Karina rubbed her tummy and smiled broadly. It was surprising to her that Bob struggled so fiercely. She had felt him squirming in her throat, struggling all the way down. And now the cheating bastard was gone, for good. At least she wouldn’t have to wonder where he was or who he was with. It added an ironic twist to the vows Bob had so easily forsaken, ‘til death do us part.’ He would soon be dead yet would forever be a part of her; Poetic justice.

Karina rose from the bed and padded into the kitchen softly humming to herself as she danced about the kitchen making a graceful pirouette to the refrigerator. She removed a bottle of Chablis and bumped the door closed with her hip. She poured herself a glass and sipped. The wine felt cool in her mouth.

A sudden jab in the side caused Karina to choke on the wine as she swallowed. It had very clearly been a poke in the ribs but it came from inside her. Karina smiled with delight.

"So Bob, you’re still alive." She made an undulating motion with her abdomen and laughed. A moment later she felt him again only much more intensely. "I know you can hear me my sweet. I don’t know what you are doing in there, but it feels delightful. So how do you like your new home?" Karina’s breath caught in her throat as she felt another intense poke.

"I bet you’re thirsty. Let me get you something to drink." She picked up the glass of wine and gulped down what was left in one long swallow. She poured herself another glass and began dancing around the room. "It’s been a long time since we went dancing." Karina turned in a graceful arc and glided back to the wine glass. She took another long drink. "I remember when you used to want to take me dancing. Do you remember?" She spun about humming and singing, her light voice breaking as the sadness welled up in her. "Well," she choked, "here’s to better times." She finished the glass and slunk back into the couch, tears trickling down her cheeks.

Karina felt fuzzy and a little sleepy, as the wine began to take hold. She smiled momentarily as another wave of intense tickling just below her left breast reminded her that Bob would soon be finished.

Inside Karina’s stomach, Bob struggled to stay out of the churning pool of acid and enzymes that waited to do its work on him. The rhythmic movement of the stomach walls and Karina’s own movement had made this impossible and his body burned and itched from exposure. He had clawed at the flesh that entrapped him only to feel her laugh and hear her say how it tickled. There was a momentary shift in the rhythmical movement of her breath as a wave of liquid washed down over him, knocking him into the vast pool below. Bob sputtered and choked as he desperately struggled for breath. In the total darkness of this muscular sack he had lost all sense of direction. Unconsciousness soon brought him relief from his agony as Karina’s stomach set about digesting him along with the remnants of her dinner.

Oblivious to all that was happening inside her, Karina leaned back into the couch. She flexed her abdomen and waited but felt no more tickles. She felt relief tinged with sadness. Too bad it had to end this way, she thought. But at least it was over. Karina took a deep breath and sighed. Bob and Heather were gone and the anger that had driven her to exact this revenge had largely subsided. She rubbed her tummy and smiled. "So long my dearest husband."