Lori and Ellen sat down at the bar inside Backspace. “So, this is the place, huh?” Lori queried.
“Yeah,” replied Ellen. “A place totally dedicated to engulfing tinies! In the lounge we had reserved, there were these recessed shelves with five inch walls all around them. There were these tiny doors leading out to them and, to the tinies who came out of them, they were spacious. Sort of polished wood floored terraces, and of course to those tinies, the five inch walls were about ten feet high!” Lori grinned slyly at that comment.
In response to Lori’s reaction, Ellen giggled and said “I know! Pathetic, isn’t it? These tiny little people! What kind of life could they possibly have in a world so gigantic to them? I’d say we’re doing them a favor by engulfing them! It’s eaten by us, or any one of the small carnivorous animals in nature. You should have seen the way all of them gasped in horror as my friend Rebecca looked down at them, making kissing motions with her lips, then licking her lips back and forth. She snatched up two of them and passed one to me. There were several of us gals there. By the time all the tinies were gone I had sixteen of them tumbling around in my belly.”
“Not long ago,” Lori began, “I was at this Vore party at this privately owned campground out in the woods with my friend Christina. There were a total of eleven women there, and about eighty tiny men. You know how stacked Christina is! She had caught seven tinies and was lying down with all seven of them and she had them jiggling about wildly in the cleavage of her boobs. When she stopped you should have seen the pathetic little guys climb out of her cleavage up to her nipples! Five of them were climbing toward the left one. And each time one or two of them would stand up she gave another jiggle, tumbling them back over. It must have taken them all about fifteen minutes to reach the nipple! Meanwhile, the other two were on the other boob, one right by the nipple. So, she just let that boob fall toward her shoulder. The tiny man on the top of it fell over and tumbled down toward that shoulder, so she lifted her shoulder a little and stuck her tongue out touching the tip to the bottom of the boob and the little guy landed on it. Then with a flick of her tongue she took him into her mouth and turned her attention to the other tumbling toward her mouth. Just as she swallowed the first, she opened her mouth again and in he fell as well. He fell right into her throat and was also swallowed. Then she smiled down at the remaining five as she gathered them in the palm or her right hand. She took one between two fingers. I had been holding the remaining three of the five I had caught in my mouth swishing them around, drowning them in my spit. One by one I swallowed each of their bodies. I turned and watched Christina as she swallowed four more times. All in all, it was a blast!”
Trent had been listening to the two young women sharing their Vore stories and spoke up to Lori. “Yes, Miss, I remember you from that group. Lori, isn’t it?”
“That’s right,” she replied. “But how do you know me from that time? I don’t recall seeing you or any other normal scaled men while we were indulging in the tiny ones.”
“I’m Trent, and I am among the top scientists behind the Firm’s tiny tracking service at Kribbikle Mountain. You women that night had the honor of being the first to be indoctrinated in the tracking technology…the first to be introduced to the handhelds. Surely you both are aware of the purpose behind that technology. Women love engulfing tinies, and men are turned on by seeing them do it. Throughout your little Vore fest, you were all being monitored via hidden cameras all around that compound. Some at normal scale, and some down at the tinies’ scale so the observers, myself included could project ourselves via VR goggles right down beside the tinies, at their scale to watch them being consumed by all of you. And to those projected down to that scale, all of you appeared just as gigantic as you were to your tiny victims!
“Well, there were other interactions down at that small scale that were just in their infancy at the time. The men who pay for our service only watched tinies being devoured by women of our vaster scale, were, at the time, only seeing the tinies being engulfed by their women. But now, through our advanced technology, using the same technology employed by the annual cleansing procedure, a person is able to exist as a tiny among the others of that scale, to experience for themselves being in their mouths, and swallowed alive by them, the sensation of being forced further down their throats through subsequent swallowing, further down their throats, deeper down into their esophagi, and onward toward their stomachs.”
“How is this accomplished exactly?” Lori asked.
“Quite simply,” Trent explained, “just as with the annual cleansing a cloned body is genetically constructed from a person’s DNA, so the cells from it can be used to replace the cells of that person’s body that have been misused through alcohol and drug abuse, with healthy new cells. In that same manner the cloned body of a person who pays for this service is kept in stasis, so enough of the cells can be extracted from that cloned body to construct a tiny version of that person, and while the person’s actual body is also kept in stasis, his mind is transferred to that tiny version of him, and he can live as a tiny down at the tinies’ level. Meanwhile, his mind is linked to his body being kept in stasis so when the tiny body he’s occupying dies, by whatever means, his mind is transferred back to his own body, and he comes out of stasis while his cloned body is still there in stasis for later use.”
Trent looked at his watch and excused himself. “I have business to attend to now,” he said. “But if all this is of interest to you ladies, and I have no doubt of that, as you are both HERE, take these chip cards. They slide right into the slot at the bottom of your handhelds and display upcoming dates and times for other tiny Vore fests.”
After Trent left them, Lori spotted her good friend Cathy at a nearby table, with another young woman. They both smiled and waved to one another, and she and Ellen walked over and joined them at their table. Lori introduced Ellen and Cathy who in turn introduced them to her friend Randi.
Back in the community of Underground Kroma, Ellen, Lori, Cathy and Randi were lounging about sipping cocktails. Ellen brought out some literary diskettes that Hilary had shown her that she had brought from the archives on Kribbikle Mountain. Popping one into the computer, she began speaking of some of the literature the original invaders of Infraterrum had brought with them from topside Earth. “In this ancient literature,” she began, “there are many stories involving giants, immense people that were comparable in size as we are to the tinies. There is this one, from a country called England, by the title ‘Jack and the Beanstalk’.”
They all watched the text on the screen scrolling as she read along. “This line cracks me up! ‘Fee-fi-fo-fum, I smell the bones of an Englishman, be he alive, or be he dead
I'll grind his bones to make my bread’.”
“I wonder if those people who came down here from the world above were tinies in their own world just as our tinies are to us,” Lori commented, “Can you imagine how small the tinies of this world would be to them?! Why, they would be no bigger than ants!”
“No,” replied Ellen, “Hilary’s friend Brianne got into a relationship with one of those visitors from the above world who came a couple years back and he affirmed they were just stories. He said they were referred to as ‘fairy tales’. Odd wording though, isn’t it? Is ‘fum’ and Englishman supposed to rhyme or something? I’m sure we could come up with something better when we catch tinies! Something like…fee-fi-fo-fum, caught me a tiny! Yum, yum, yum!” All four young women laughed playfully.
“I’ve got a better one, ” said Cathy. “How about fee-fi-fo-fum, you’re on your way to my tummy-tum-tum! And you drop him into your mouth!”
“That’s good too!” replied Ellen.
Randi spoke up. “Whenever I encounter a tiny just out and about, I’ll usually just walk on…live and let live.” The others gave her a puzzled look. In response to those looks she added, ”but if I should find one inside my home, well I figure whatever happens to him is his own fault for being so bold as to trespass, so it’s down the hatch with him.”
“Well, that’s true,” Cathy commented, “if they trespass into your home they deserve whatever happens to them, but if you should just encounter one out in the open, why not just have him? He’s just a tiny. What are they? Their pathetic little lives are of no consequence. Just catch ‘em and engulf ‘em. Who cares?” Both the others nodded in agreement.
Randi continued, “Yeah well, I’ve always had a soft spot for little furry animals…a bit of an animal lover, I suppose. And these tinies are living creatures too. Not only that, but sentient human beings just as we are in spite of their size. Imagine yourself as a tiny and you encounter a normal. One minute you’re walking along, living your life, and the next you get snatched up and eaten. Your life is all over with.”
“Fate of the inferior,” Lori replied. “Who cares?”
Later on the girls were out in an open air courtyard, located on the topside of Underground Kroma, recessed down into the ground above. The solar orb shown down above them in the warm pleasant air that was the year round norm for the internal world of Infraterrum.
Lori was chatting with Shayla who at seventeen was three years her junior. She had been a freshman in high school when Lori was a senior. Now Shayla was a senior and head cheerleader for the football team. With her was her boyfriend, Nate, the team’s star quarterback, of course. “So, I see you’re in your cheerleader uniform,” Lori commented.
“Yeah, we’re only stopping by here for a minute, we both have to head to school for our respective practices. It’s team practice today, as well as us cheerleaders. But we should be back in one to two hours.”
Twenty-five year old Janine, another friend of Lori’s added, ”I have to go into work in a few hours myself. I’m dancing at the club tonight.”
She had already caught Nate’s eye, with her curvy body and huge rack. “What club is that?” he asked.
She smiled coyly at the hot looking adolescent. “Nowhere you can go, honey! I dance at the Penthouse-a-go-go up the street. Stop on by in a year or two,” and with a sly wink, ”I’ll be watching for you!” With a gentle pat to his cheek, she waved to some friends and departed from the group.
Nate watched after her with his jaw hanging dumbstruck. Shayla looked at him with a jealous sneer and gave him a kick. “I think it’s time we got going. Bye Lori, see you later on.” And the teen couple departed, with a little bickering coming from Shayla as they walked away.
Ellen and Cathy walked by, and spotted Ellen’s neighbor, Louise with her boyfriend and roommate, Darry. “Hey you two!” she greeted them.
“Hey Ellen!” Louise responded.
“Don’t see much of you during the day lately since you started that overnight shift at the hospital records archive.” “Well, I’m not in one of my ‘two nights in a row’ cycles. I didn’t work last night so I had a good night’s sleep. So today I can hang out and socialize before I have to go in tonight.”
“What time do you have to be there?” Ellen asked.
“Not until 2300 hours,” Louise replied.
“I get off at 0730 tomorrow morning.” Darry added…”I’m doing an overnight run with my work tonight and I’ll be done in plenty of time to pick her up on my way home.” Then putting his arm around Louise, he announced, ”So no hailing a cab for YOU tomorrow,” and the two exchanged an affectionate kiss.
Meanwhile, next door in the arboretum, Gia and Lita were lounging on a bench chatting and smoking. “Looks like there’s a good crowd out in the courtyard next door,” Lita commented. “Ready to head out there?”
Gia affirmed she was. “Let’s stroll over that way,” she said.
Down within a marble planter, along the walkway Gia and Lita were walking down, toward the exit to the courtyard, were Jake and Tim. They were walking in the same direction as Gia and Lita, towering high above them at their giant scale, while the two tiny scaled men were passing by what appeared to them to be a cluster of tall trees. Gia and Lita were coming up on the planter with those “trees” growing in them, which to the two young ladies were but two foot high shrubs.
Jake commented, ”The giants never seem to spend much time in this arboretum of theirs.”
“Well, that’s what makes it a good sanctuary for folks of our scale. These planters with their shrubs make for quick hiding places should one of them come along.”
Dan and Chuck were down below in an access to the planter. A ladder led up to a ground level hole in the soil of the planter neatly concealed behind a cluster of tall giant palm fronds. It was that access Jake and Tim were headed for.
Still puffing on the last drags of their cigarettes, Gia and Lita had been walking silently when Gia spotted Jake and Tim emerging up ahead from behind the shrubs. From above they heard the giantess’s voice boom down, ”OH, LOOK WHAT WE HAVE, LITA! A COUPLE OF TINY GUYS!”
Jake and Tim looked up in shock and attempted to run for the palm fronds just ahead, but Gia and Lita were just too close. They both quickly reached down, and each snatched one of the tiny men up. Dan and Chuck had just emerged from the access hole behind the palm fronds when they heard Gia’s giant voice boom down. They both climbed in among the palm fronds.
Lita didn’t hesitate to toss Tim into her mouth, but giggling, Gia held Jake in front of her face. As he screamed in protest and terror she teasingly said to him, ”AWW! DON’T TAKE IT SO HARD TINY ONE! THIS IS YOUR FATE, ACCEPT IT!”
She poked her tongue out and placed him face down on it, holding him firm against it with her fingertip. As she released her finger he struggled to his hands and knees upon the giantess’s slick wet tongue as the roof of her mouth pinned him back flat against it as she began to salivate, drenching his body to the point where he could no longer cry out, completely immersed in her saliva. Tilting her head back she sucked the tiny’s body back to her throat. Feeling his feeble struggles within her mouth, she flicked her tongue back and swallowed him alive. As she continued to swallow he felt himself being pushed by her constricting throat muscles down past the ridge of her collar bone and into her waiting esophagus. Both she and Lita took the two tiny men down with a final gulp.
Standing by the palm fronds, Gia glanced down and saw Dan waiting for Chuck. They had both managed to run free from the palm fronds and make it to the access hole. The time it took Chuck to clear the top steps of the ladder allowed Gia just enough time to grasp the waiting Dan between her thumb and fingertip.
Dan swiped at her lower lip with his pocket knife. “OH, YOU FEISTY LITTLE MAN!” she exclaimed. Then with a flick of her forefinger she disarmed him of his knife.
“I GUESS I’D BETTER CHECK HIM FOR ANY MORE SHARP OBJECTS BEFORE I TAKE HIM!” Lita suggested, ”OR YOU COULD JUST TRY A QUICKER, EASIER WAY…IF HE IS HOLDING ANY OTHER WEAPONS, FIX IT SO HE CAN’T USE THEM. JUST BREAK HIS ARMS BEFORE YOU ENGULF HIM!”
“GOOD IDEA!” replied Gia, and she took each of his tiny arms, one by one between her front teeth, and bit them off. Dan howled in agony as she took him into her mouth, bound for the ensuing journey down her esophagus, to her stomach.
As they entered the courtyard, they ran into Buck and Sawyer, two forest rangers of the deep woods above to the west of the depths of Underground Kroma. Following behind them was Buck’s little eight year old daughter Cindy. The men carried rescue gear on their belts and shoulders. “Where are you guys headed? Duty calls, I presume?”
“You presume right. There’s been a report of several hikers stranded on a ledge high above Rupert’s Gorge. We’re heading over to headquarters to report in.”
“Enjoy the gathering you two,” Sawyer said with a smile. I’ll be back over as soon as I can. Maybe catch up with you two then?”
”We’ll be watching for you!” replied Gia with an alluring grin.
As the men walked away, Lita asked…”You and Sawyer becoming an item lately?”
“It’s worth considering,” she replied. “I mean, do YOU know any other blonde haired, blue eyed he-men in the compound?”
As they headed for their headquarters on the nearest edge of the Great Kroma Forest, Sawyer commented…”That Gia sure is a hot babe, wouldn’t you say? I’ve watched her over the cams from Kribbikle’s monitoring station. She also loves her tinies!”
“Well, keep it holstered for now, Romeo. We have a job to do,” Buck replied. They entered headquarters and got the rundown on the situation. In the meantime, little Cindy wandered around the picnic table area out back. Her mother was working so she had to accompany her father to the ranger station as he went about his rescue operation. She turned and looked at the rear picture window of the station that looked out to the table area. She saw Buck look her way and waved. Then she walked along the picket fence at the opposite site of the deck from the building, dragging a stick along it as she walked.
Meanwhile a tiny man named Joe was gathering twigs for firewood in his home down below, a flight of stairs leading down to it. The “rat-tat” sound of wood on wood came to his attention. It was coming from the other side of the giant picket fence towering high above him and growing closer. He decided it was time to depart down the stairs for home. Unfortunately, as he started down the stairs with his bundle, he didn’t think of the fact that the picket fence ended just past the top of the stairs. As he started down them, the giant girl emerged from behind it. Cindy had been looking down at where she was dragging the stick along, so as soon as she emerged she saw Joe about halfway down the stairs, completely oblivious. The child’s blue eyes lit up with excitement. She knelt down and reached her little hand toward the tiny man. Her hand came down in his path and as he dropped his bundle in surprise, the young hand closed around him and lifted him up.
As she looked triumphantly at the tiny man in her palm, her father called to her. “Coming,” she called. As Buck walked around the corner to the door, she popped Joe into her mouth and worked him underneath her tongue so she could speak clearly to the others with him in there. As she walked in her father informed her he was headed out on their mission. “While we’re gone I want you stay inside with Jane.”
Jane, the radio contact at the station, smiled at Cindy with a quick wave. Cindy liked Jane. Over the many times she accompanied her dad there Jane had become like a big sister to her. She hugged Buck goodbye and went over and put her arm around Jane’s leg. She felt a little restless as she continued to hold the tiny man under her tongue as she spoke to Jane. Joe could hear the little girl's voice booming above him, muffled by her huge wet tongue and the growing pool of saliva drenching him.
Jane said “Well, why don’t I go in the kitchen and make us some hot cocoa?” Cindy nodded eagerly and as Jane went into the kitchen, the child swallowed Joe.
Cindy was looking out the window at the woods below as Jane was returning with the cocoa. “Jane?” she asked, “Why are there big people and tiny people?”
Jane shrugged her shoulders and replied, ”That’s just the way the world evolved, I guess.”
“Do you suppose tinies live out in that forest?” Cindy asked.
“It’s possible,” she replied. “Our trees at our scale have always seemed to be a safe haven for the tiny ones.”
“Are they really just like us, even though they’re so much tinier? With lives and families?”
“So, they say.”
”So, why do we eat them?”
“That’s just the way it is. They’re tiny, we’re big, and that’s life. It’s always been that way. Compared to us, they’re insignificant.”
“Insignificant? What does that mean?”
“Well, it means that next to us, their lives don’t matter. They’re on a different level of life than us. A much lower level. They don’t even occupy the same point on the food chain. We’re so much more gigantic than them, so that’s what they’re for…food.”
Cindy nodded with quiet acceptance of Jane’s explanation. As she looked out the window over the woods, she relished the sensation of the tiny man’s body, now in her stomach, as it tumbled around in her liquid stomach contents with the digestive churning. As the tiny man’s body ricocheted off her stomach lining, it triggered the release of more digestive acid, causing quiet gurgling sensations within. She sat down beside Jane and contentedly sipped her cocoa.