Until yesterday, he had been leading a pleasant but unremarkable life. He had a good job, good friends, and a gorgeous girlfriend who happily fulfilled all his decadent needs. It was Saturday, and he was getting ready to go over to his girlfriend Anne's place for an intimate candlelight dinner, and then a night of steaming, acrobatic sex. He grabbed the bottle of expensive wine he'd bought, hopped in his car, and roared off into the night. He already had a throbbing hard-on at the thought of what hedonistic delights Anne probably had in store for him. A contented smile crept across his face as he blissfully sped down the highway. Then it happened. He noticed what seemed to be a ball of light forming in the sky ahead of him. Suddenly, a blinding blue flash leapt from the light source, enveloping his car. Shortly thereafter he lost consciousness.
When he awoke, he found himself lying on some sort of examination table in a white, sterile looking room. He felt very groggy, and his vision was blurred. He tried to sit up, but he was far too dizzy and fell backward onto the table.
"Please don't try to get up just yet," he heard a woman's voice say. "You'll feel fine in a few minutes. Just relax and wait until your head clears."
He looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it belonged to one of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen.
"What happened?" he asked anxiously. "Did I have a car accident? Am I hurt? Am I dead?"
"No Jerry," she said softly. "You didn't have an accident, and you're going to be fine, I promise. I'll explain everything to you shortly. Just take it easy for a little while longer, until your strength returns."
After about 10 minutes or so he was able to sit up, and was greatly relieved to find that he was indeed still in one piece. He had absolutely no idea where he was. The room he was in certainly didn't look like a hospital room, and the woman he had spoken to certainly didn't look like any nurse he'd ever seen before.
"You're looking much better," she said. "Why don't you try to stand up. Then we'll go someplace more comfortable and I'll explain exactly what happened to you. I'm sure you have lots of questions".
He had lots of questions all right. He managed to wobble slowly to his feet, and followed the woman down a long corridor, and into a small, plushly furnished room.
"Why don't you sit down on the couch and relax Jerry," she said, smiling at him. "We've got a lot to talk about."
Despite her cheerful demeanor, something in the tone of her voice made him feel slightly uneasy.
"Is there a phone that I can use to call my girlfriend and tell her I'm OK?" he asked. "I was supposed to meet her for dinner tonight, and she's probably worried sick."
She didn't answer him right away. Instead, she sat down next to him on the couch and just stared at him intently.
"Jerry, I'm not sure exactly how or where to begin. I'll bet the last thing you remember before waking up here is getting zapped by a blue light."
"Yea, that's right" he said, wondering how she knew that. "What was it, a bolt of lightning?".
"Actually, Jerry, it was an interdimensional transport beam. You were instantly transported from the earth you know to this parallel earth, which exists in an alternate dimensional plane from your own. We brought you here specifically because we have a shortage of men, and you possess certain attributes that would make you an ideal mate for one of our women."
His jaw dropped to his knees, and he looked at her incredulously.
"You're kidding me, right?" he said. "My friends put you up to this, and they're all going to burst through the door any second now laughing their asses off. This is some elaborate 30th birthday prank, isn't it?"
"This isn't a prank, Jerry" she said. "You've really been transported here to be a mate for one of our women. I'm sorry we had to do this to you, but our survival depends on it. We experienced a terrible epidemic a few years ago that killed millions of our men. For some reason, women weren't affected at all. However, there weren't enough men left to stabilize, let alone rebuild our population. Fortunately, our scientists were able to design a device that lets us transport men from your Earth so that they can be mates for women here."
"Wait a minute lady," he said. "Even if what you're saying is true, I don't run an interdimensional stud service. And anyway, I don't care how or why you brought me here, I want you to send me back right now!!"
"I'm sorry, Jerry, I'm afraid that's simply not possible. The beam only works one way. We can bring people here, but we can't send anyone back. The bottom line is that you're here and you might as well accept it. This is your new home, like it or not."
"OK, there's something I don't understand. Since not all of your men died, I'd think the one's that survived would be in hog heaven. If guys here are like guys where I come from, they'd have no problem doing whatever was necessary to repopulate the planet. Personally, I'd consider it my patriotic duty to impregnate as many women as possible. What's the deal with the men here anyway? Can't they get it up?"
She didn't answer right away, and her silence made him feel even more uncomfortable than he already did. She just continued to stare at him intently, as she searched for the right words.
"Our physiology differs from yours in a way that requires us to reproduce in a much more orderly way than people do where you come from. People here can only mate once in their entire lives, and only when they're between the ages of 21 and 30. Also, our men are only capable of mating on their birthdays. Mating is physiologically impossible for them at any other time. Obviously, this greatly limits a woman's opportunities to become pregnant. Fortunately, all of our pregnancy's result in multiple births, so, we should be able to slowly rebuild our population with the help of men transported here from your Earth. As you can imagine, It's absolutely crucial to our survival that no woman passes her 30th birthday without becoming pregnant. You'll be able to mate with one of us tomorrow, since it's your 30th birthday."
He listened, but just couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Are you telling me that you ripped me away from my home and life, and brought me to a place where I can only dip my freaking wick one more time the rest of my life? This is nuts!!!! How did you happen to chose me anyway?"
"We have the capability to monitor and interact with all electronic transmissions on your Earth," she answered. "One thing we monitor very closely is your internet, particularly the chat-rooms and message boards. We look specifically for men who are under 30, and whose web surfing activities indicate that they'd be good candidates for mating with our women. That's how we found you."
"What was so special about my web activities?" he said. "I surf the web like millions of other guys."
"Do you recall spending a lot of time on a board called "Big-Gulp"? That's where we first found you. You also spend a lot of time in a Yahoo club called "Swallowed Alive". We watched you very carefully for a long time before deciding that you'd fit our mating requirements perfectly.
"Now you've got me totally lost, lady," he said. "I just don't understand what a guy's web surfing habits have to do with whether he's qualified to have sex with your women!! Most 21 to 30 year old guys walk around with a hard-on all day long!!! You could have picked anyone. Why me??"
"Well, Jerry, it's much more complicated than that. We feel terribly guilty about snatching people away from their comfortable lives just so that we can repopulate our world. So, we try as much as possible to only take men whose sexual desires most closely match our mating rituals. You seemed to be a perfect choice."
"I still don't get it," he said. "I'm just a normal guy who likes to have normal sex as often as possible. How does that make me more qualified than any other guy? Please, get to the damn point. WHY ME???"
She moved closer to him, and smiled in a way that gave him Goosebumps all over.
"It's not so much what you do that makes you qualified," she said sweetly. "It's what you'd LIKE to do that interests us. You have something you fantasize about all the time, don't you?".
She slowly licked her lips as she waited for him to answer. He couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous mouth as her glistening tongue moved enticingly from one side to the other. When he didn't answer, she moved even closer to him and continued speaking.
"You fantasize a lot about being swallowed alive by women don't you?"
He was really starting to feel uncomfortable now. He wasn't sure if it was what she was saying, or the way she was looking at him that was giving him a queasy sensation in his stomach. Whatever it was, he was getting real bad vibes about where this conversation was going.
"What the heck do my fantasies have to do with this?" he said. "All guys have fantasies. Mine might be a little weird, but hey, they're harmless."
"I'll get to the point, Jerry," she said. "There are a couple of little things I haven't told you about the way we mate here. There's a simple reason why our men can only mate once. You see, we don't have sex the way you're familiar with. During extreme arousal, our men secrete a hormone that causes them to begin shrinking until they're only 1 inch high. When a man has shrunk sufficiently, the woman puts him in her mouth, and swallows him alive as they both approach orgasm. Once he's inside the woman's stomach, she absorbs substances in his body that she needs to become pregnant. During this process, the man is painlessly digested and becomes one with his mate. It's all incredibly romantic, don't you think?"
He looked at her in stunned silence, unable to believe what he had just heard.
"Let me get this straight," he said. "You're telling me that you brought me here so that some woman can swallow me alive on my 30th birthday? Are you crazy? Even if everything you're saying is true, what makes you think I'm going to just sit around and let someone eat me? So what if I have a few strange erotic fantasies. It doesn't mean I really want any of that stuff to actually happen. I plan on living to a ripe old age, and being turned into mush in some woman’s stomach is definitely not part of my plans. I don't care how hot she is. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm getting the hell out of here!!"
As he started to stand up, she took him by the hand and looked into his eyes in a way no woman had ever looked at him before. Her voice took on a soothing, but commanding tone.
"Sit down Jerry, and listen," she said. He sat back down, unable to take his eyes off hers.
"First of all, you're not going to simply be eaten. You're going to be swallowed alive in the most sensuous way you could ever possibly imagine. The women here have been swallowing their mates for countless thousands of years, and we know how to make the experience indescribably pleasurable for a man. It's the ultimate act of intimacy. Most of our men don't make it past their 25th birthday. The urge to be swallowed is so intense that they practically beg to dive down their women’s throats at the first opportunity. When your time comes to be swallowed you'll understand exactly what I'm saying."
"Look, my 30th birthday is tomorrow," he said. "How am I supposed to do the whole boy meets girl, boy and girl fall in love, boy gets swallowed alive by girl thing in less than a day. It doesn't sound very romantic to me."
"Oh, that's all been taken care of Jerry. We've already found the perfect woman for you. Believe me, by tomorrow you'll be pleading for her to swallow you."
"Oh boy," he said sarcastically. "When do I get to meet my dream girl?"
"You already have," she said seductively, moving even closer to him. "It's me."
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Jerry stared at her in disbelief, not knowing quite what to say next. What exactly do you say to a woman who's just told that you that she intends to swallow you alive? Since she seemed to be pretty nice, he decided to drop the tough guy act and just play along with her little game. After all, what did he have to lose? None of this could possibly be real anyway. It had to just be a weird dream, and he'd be waking up any time now.
"You can't swallow me," he said, smiling sheepishly. "I don't even know your name."
"It's Gina," She giggled playfully. "Now that you know my name, will you let me swallow you tomorrow?"
He couldn't help but be charmed by her laughter and smile. The tenseness was ebbing from their conversation, and he was becoming increasingly aware of just how incredibly beautiful his "hostess" was. He especially noticed how sensuous and luscious her mouth was, and how hypnotic her huge brown eyes were.
"I'm curious," he said. "What would happen if I just didn't allow you to swallow me? Even if I can't ever return home, I'd kind of like to live to a ripe old age. You wouldn't have me forcibly fed to you, would you?"
"Oh no," she said. "I'd never do anything like that. However, there's another little thing I haven't told you. Nothing is considered more important or sacred to our men than fulfilling their obligation to mate before their 30th birthday passes, especially given the current circumstances. If they don't, their lives have no further purpose or meaning. If they fail to mate, they begin rapidly aging on the day after their 30th birthday. Then they die horrible, anguished deaths within a day or two. No sane man would prefer that to being swallowed by the woman he loves."
Hearing this gave Jerry a glimmer of hope.
"But, I'm not from your Earth. "That means I'll just keep on living if I don't let you swallow me, right? Besides, how could you possibly swallow me anyway? Men where I come from don't shrink when a lady turns them on. Actually, quite the opposite thing happens, if you know what I mean."
"Sorry Jerry," she said. "The transport beam also altered your physiology and genetic structure to match ours. If you don't mate with me, you'll die a hideous, agonizing death within a couple of days. Trust me, you'll be much happier if you let me swallow you."
His brief glimmer of hope flickered and died.
"It sounds like I'm running out of options," he sighed. "But, how do I know you're telling me the truth about croaking the day after I turn 30. You have every reason in the world to lie to me. Why should I believe anything you've said?"
Her hypnotic eyes gazed deeply into his, and she reached over to hold his hand in hers.
"I'm telling you the truth Jerry. Tomorrow, if you'd like, I'll take you for a little tour that should convince you that I'm not deceiving you. After that, the decision is completely yours. Look at me Jerry. Would it really be so terrible to be swallowed by me?"
She licked her lips again, except this time much more slowly and seductively. He couldn't help but stare. As she pulled her luscious pink tongue back inside her mouth, she parted her lips just enough to allow him a fleeting but tantalizing glimpse of her glistening uvula and throat. Then, she just stared at him and smiled sweetly. He suddenly felt tingly all over, like he'd stuck his finger in an electric socket, and his heart pounded wildly. The feeling didn't last long, but it was unsettling nonetheless. He'd never felt anything quite like it before.
"OK, maybe I'm starting to believe you" he sighed, as he slowly began to accept that he really had no good options. "Gina, I'm very tired. I have other questions, but they can wait until morning. Right now, I could really use some sleep. This whole experience has been very draining. Is there someplace where I can lie down?"
"Sure," she said. "I have a room all prepared for you. Follow me."
She took him gently by the hand and led him down the hallway to his bedroom. It was a nice room with a very comfortable looking bed that called to him. He felt confused and exhausted, and couldn't wait to lie down.
"I'm sure you'll be very cozy," she said. "After you get a good night's sleep, we'll spend the whole day together tomorrow. We can get to know each other better. Until then, sleep tight!!"
She kissed him softly on the cheek, smiled, and continued to gaze at him alluringly. He found it impossible to turn away from her, his own gaze alternating between her eyes and her luscious lips. Suddenly, she opened her mouth as wide as she could, and he found himself looking at the most gorgeous pink throat he'd ever seen, even in his wildest fantasies. His eyes were only inches from her mouth, and he just stared, unable to turn away or speak. Her soft, glistening tongue gently undulated, seemingly beckoning him to climb into her mouth and be swallowed. After a couple of minutes of tantalizing him, she slowly closed her mouth and smiled at him. He felt his knees buckling, and he very nearly fell over. That strange tingling sensation had returned, and a sticky moistness filled his pants.
"I just wanted to give you something pleasant to dream about tonight, Jerry. The men here love it when a woman opens her mouth so they can see her throat. I hope you didn't mind. By the way, there's fresh underwear for you in the dresser, in case you may have just had a little accident. Men from your Earth are so messy!! I'll see you in the morning. Sweet dreams," she whispered. Then, she turned and slowly walked out of the room.
He was totally stunned by what had just happened. He'd had plenty of sexual encounters in his life, but staring into Gina's incredibly sexy mouth from such close range, and then seeing the look in her eyes afterwards, was the most erotic experience of his life. He had never felt so little in control. He wondered what would have happened had he actually been 1 inch high. Would he have let her swallow him?
He shuddered, changed into some clean underwear and turned off the lights. He briefly looked out the window at the lights of the city, and noticed how similar everything looked to his own Earth. Exhausted, he crawled into bed and quickly fell asleep. His mind was soon filled with visions of Gina's lovely throat.
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Sometime in the middle of the night, he awoke to the sensation of someone gently touching his face. He looked up and saw Gina's shapely silhouette standing next to his bed. Without saying a word, she pulled back the covers, and crawled into bed beside him.
"It's after midnight Jerry," she said. "Happy birthday!! I couldn't sleep, and I thought you might like some company. Do you mind if I snuggle with you and talk for a while? Maybe you had some interesting dreams you'd like to share with me."
He was startled, but certainly not unhappy to be cuddled up next to the gorgeous woman whose self professed mission was to swallow him alive sometime in the next few hours.
"I think you know exactly what I was dreaming about. I will admit that I've never met anyone quite like you. You totally blew me away when you opened your mouth like that last night."
"You haven't seen anything yet Jerry," she cooed softly. "In a few hours, you'll have the ultimate view of my mouth, before you slide down my throat into my stomach."
"Now just a darned minute," he said. "You're assuming an awful lot here. I might still decide to take my chances and just see what happens the day after my birthday. After all, I really don't have a whole hell of a lot to lose."
She didn't say anything for a while. Then, he heard a sniffle.
"Jerry, if you don't let me swallow you I'll die," she whimpered. "Today is my 30th birthday too, and you're my last hope to find a mate."
"You didn't say anything about that before!!", he said. "I thought only your guys died if they didn't mate by their 30th birthday."
"The same thing happens to women," she said. "The difference is that we're not limited to mating only on our birthdays like men are. But, if our 30th birthday passes and we haven't swallowed a man, we too begin to age rapidly and die horribly in a day or two. You have to let me swallow you!! Don't you like me?"
Then she began sobbing, and he felt terribly guilty for making her cry. She'd been so happy just a few minutes earlier when she crawled into bed with him.
"Don't cry," he said. "Look, maybe I will let you swallow me. I just don't know for sure right now. Everything's happening too fast. When we get up, we'll spend the day together and see what happens. I'll keep an open mind, I promise."
That seemed to make her feel better. She stopped crying and snuggled even closer to him. Jerry couldn't believe that he had just told a woman that he might actually let her swallow him alive, and he wondered if Gina had manipulated him into saying what he had been thinking all along. Strangely, as soon as he uttered those words, his mind was flooded with the most incredibly erotic thoughts of Gina's mouth & throat, and his entire body began tingling intensely again.
They spent the next couple of hours talking about all kinds of things. He couldn't help but like her a lot, even though they'd only known each other for barely half a day. He began thinking more and more about what it would be like to actually be swallowed alive by her. Never, in his entire life, had his mind been filled with such vivid fantasies. He tried to block them out, but it was impossible. It was as though Gina had somehow created some sort of direct link into his brain's pleasure centers, though he knew that couldn't be possible ... or could it.
"I was wondering" Jerry said, "If your world and mine are in parallel dimensions, and seem similar in so many ways, how did the way we mate turn out so different?"
"We've thought about that a lot. We suspect that millions of years ago both your Earth and mine were on exactly the same evolutionary track," she said. "We've found fossil evidence of humans who probably mated just as people do where you come from. At some point, that line of humans died out here, and the line of humans I'm descended from survived and flourished. Just the opposite probably happened on your Earth. The fact that so many men where you come from long to be swallowed alive by a woman is probably a primitive memory, an artifact passed on from the line of humans who died out. Your women seem to share those ancient memories too, though not to the same extent as your men."
Jerry suddenly flashed back to the night of his 21st birthday, when Susie Ferguson tried to swallow his balls. He remberered the jungle animal look in her eyes as she did things to him with her mouth and tongue that left him quivering with delight, and utterly helpless to resist her. She could have easily eaten him had he been tiny. Now, he wondered if indeed that had been on her mind that night. "Hmmm, this all kind of makes a strange sort of sense," he said. "Until I discovered the swallowing boards on the web, I thought I was the only one who had these sorts of desires. I was shocked to discover how many others there were."
"There are even more than you think," she said. "Actually, we're monitoring hundreds of thousands of potential mates. Most of the people who visit the web sites we're watching just lurk. As soon as they read one of the swallowing stories, they become prime candidates to be transported, and we start watching them much more closely. In fact, WE actually post many of the really juicy stories in hopes of attracting the interest of as many newcomers as possible. We try to only snatch lurkers who are single, because we don't want to break up any families. We like to leave the regulars, because they keep the boards going. However, more often than we'd like, we have no choice but to take a regular. Haven't you ever wondered why so many people just seem to vanish from a board without a trace?"
Everything Gina was saying sounded plausible. This wasn't the kind of pillow talk he usually engaged in, but he found it fascinating and sensual. He found the sound of her voice very soothing. Her mouth was right next to his ear, and he could feel her warm breath against his face as she spoke. Every so often he'd hear her swallow, and he'd imagine himself sliding down her throat. The images in his mind seemed so real, it was hard to believe he wasn't actually being swallowed. He was certain now that Gina was playing with his mind somehow. He was also certain that he was completely powerless to resist her. He wasn't really sure he wanted to resist anyway.
"Jerry, if you'd been one inch high, you'd have let me swallow you last night, wouldn't you?"
"Uh, uh, well I....I, uh", he stammered, unable to answer her surprising question.
"You don't have to say anything," she giggled, "I already know the answer. Oh, by the way, did I forget to tell you that a woman can enter a man's mind with her's as he approaches his birthday? You can't hide your thoughts from me."
"Ah ha!! I knew you were playing with my mind. That's so darned unfair!!" he said in mock anger.
"Since when have women EVER had to play fair?" she giggled, while simultaneously flooding his mind with fantasies of indescribable erotic pleasures. At some point, Jerry's fantasies became wildly vivid dreams, and he fell asleep once again.
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Jerry awoke just as the sun came up. It was the morning of his 30th birthday, and as the fog slowly cleared from his head, he hoped and prayed that everything he thought he'd experienced during the past few hours had just been an incredibly intense series of dreams. Then he rolled over and gazed into Gina's hungry eyes.
"Good morning Jerry," Gina said with a sensuous smile. "Are you ready to let me to swallow you yet?"
"No," he chuckled nervously. "I never let anyone eat me before breakfast."
He really didn't know what else to say. Part of him still had trouble believing that the incredible events of the previous evening had actually happened. They chatted a little while longer before finally getting up. Gina headed for her room to take a shower & get dressed. Jerry took a shower too. When he returned to the bedroom, he noticed that there was a fresh change of clothes waiting for him on the bed, along with a piece of paper with a smiley face on it. He sighed. Apparently, the two Earth's were even more alike than he thought.
He got dressed and waited for Gina to return. In about 1/2 hour she knocked on the door, and sauntered into his room.
"Are you ready for your little tour of the city?" she said. "I think you'll be able to see with your own eyes that everything I've been telling you is true. Then, you can decide whether or not to let me swallow you."
Jerry was getting Goosebumps again. Every time Gina said something like that, he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to actually be swallowed alive by her. He tried not to think about it, but found it impossible. She seemed to sense his every thought as she looked at him seductively.
"I'm ready to go whenever you are," he said. "Can we get some breakfast? I'm starved!!"
"Sure," she said. "There's a nice little outdoor cafe not far from here. Let's go."
She took his hand, and led him from the room. They walked down the hall and through a doorway that opened into a large atrium. There, he saw dozens of other people, mostly couples, walking hand-in-hand, just as he and Gina were.
"This building is our inter-dimensional transport facility," she said. "All the men that you see were recently brought here from your earth. The women are the mates that have been chosen for them."
He immediately noticed that all the women were extremely attractive, and like Gina, they all had particularly luscious mouths. All of the men seemed to be quite happy.
"Do you see that couple over there?" she said, pointing to a man and woman rapidly walking toward a door. "It's his 21st birthday today, and he's ready to let her swallow him. They're going to her room right now to mate."
"How the heck do you know that?", he said. "They might just be in a hurry to go to the bathroom or something."
"Women here can sense when an eligible man is approaching his birthday," she said. "The sensation is strongest on his birthday, and is incredibly arousing. When a man is ready to be swallowed, women can pick up on it for miles around. Believe me, that guy is ready, just like you'll be in a little while. Actually, you were ready last night. I could have swallowed you any time I wanted to. I just thought that it was only fair to give a little time to fully enjoy the whole experience."
"There you go again," he protested, though not nearly as strenuously as he had earlier. "What makes you so darned sure that I'm going to let you swallow me?".
Gina giggled.
"God, I love the way you keep pretending that you don't want me to eat you!! The men here can't wait to slide down their women's throats. The whole mating process is just too easy and predictable with them. You Other-Earthers make it so much more fun with all your whining and protesting. You know, the more you guys resist, the more it turns us on and the more we want you inside us. In the end, you all wind up in our stomachs. Resistance is futile, Jerry. You know that, don't you? Admit it!!"
"Let's go!!" he said impatiently. "I'm HUNGRY!!!"
"Mmmmmm, me too!!" she said, staring at him with a seductive gaze that sent shivers coursing througout his body.
Jerry just rolled his eyes and sighed. As they walked out of the building, he noticed that everything pretty much looked like it did in any mid-sized town where he came from. The thing that caught his attention immediately was that the women seemed to outnumber the men by about 10 to 1. He also noticed that there didn't seem to be any older men at all. In fact, he didn't see any men that appeared to be older than he was. That worried him, because it jibed with everything Gina had been telling him. As they waited at an intersection to cross the street, he sensed that many of the women were staring at him hungrily, and it made him feel uneasy. Gina squeezed his hand tighter, and smiled at him.
"Don't worry Jerry, nobody's going to swallow you but me!!", she said, giggling. "If I left you alone out here for even one minute, these women would be on you like flies. You wouldn't have a chance. Do you see that woman over there?" she said, pointing to a particularly gorgeous lady on the other side of the street. "She turns 30 next week, and doesn't have a mate yet. She's hoping that someone can be transported here for her, but she's way down on the waiting list, and it might be too late for her. I know exactly what she feels like. Fortunately for me, my name rose to the top of the list in the nick of time."
They crossed the street, walked a short distance to the cafe Gina had mentioned, and sat down at a table on the patio. Jerry was famished. When the waitress came, he ordered the biggest breakfast on the menu. Gina only asked for a cup of coffee.
"Aren't you going to eat anything?" he asked.
"No," she said softly, looking deeply into his eyes. "I'm leaving plenty of room in my tummy ... for you". A muffled growl emanated from Gina's abdomen, as she continued to stare sensuously at him.
He didn't quite know what to say, and laughed nervously. He had uncontrollable Goosebumps everywhere, along with the sort of feeling you get in your stomach when you take a big drop on a roller coaster. He was beginning to accept that everything Gina had told him was actually true, and that she really intended to EAT him. As he looked at her sitting across the table from him, he was stunned at how beautiful she was with the morning sun shining on her face.
"Gee, I sure hope that coffee gets here soon," she said. "I still feel kind of sleepy." Then she slowly opened her mouth in a gaping yawn. The bright morning sunlight illuminated her beautiful throat in all it's glistening pink glory. He was just about to take a sip of water, but the glass slipped from his hands as his body began tingling intensely. It felt as if lightning was flowing through his veins. Fortunately, the glass was plastic. It clattered harmlessly to the ground dumping it's contents, and drawing snickers from other customers, mostly women, who were sitting nearby.
"What's the matter Jerry," she said, with a knowing smile on her face. "You must want me to swallow you really bad for a simple little yawn to have that kind of effect on you. I thought you were going to fall out of your chair."
"Oh, it had nothing to do with the yawn,", he said unconvincingly. "The glass was just slippery, that's all."
He knew by the way she was looking at him that she didn't believe a word he was saying. He was concerned about the tingling sensation he had felt as he gazed into Gina's irresistible mouth. The erotic thoughts that had run through his mind at that moment were nearly overwhelming.
The food finally arrived. He was ravenous, and wolfed it down quickly. Gina just sipped her coffee, and stared at him with a hungry smile that sent shivers up and down his spine. Even though he knew exactly what she was thinking, he couldn't help smiling back.
When the waitress returned with the check, he instinctively reached in his pocket for his billfold, and realized he'd left it in the room. His money probably wouldn't have been good here anyway, he thought.
"Breakfast's on me Jerry," Gina said. "It's the least I can do for you, considering what you're going to do for ME in a little while. The next meal is YOUR treat."
Jerry just sighed. Strangely, he didn't feel like protesting any more. He was willing to let things play out however they would. He still found it hard to accept that she could actually cause him to shrink, and then swallow him alive. But, in the back of his mind, he was beginning to wonder if it might actually be possible. How else could he explain everything he'd seen and experienced?
"Do you feel like walking around some more, or would you like to go back to your room?", she said. "Actually, I have a wonderful idea. Why don't we go back to MY room for a while, I have something I want to show you."
"Sounds good to me," he said. Something in the tone of her voice made him suspect that something was up, but he was beyond worrying about anything at this point. He was very much enjoying Gina's company, and whatever was going to happen, so be it. He knew that he wasn't really in control of things anymore.
Gina left the money for the meal on the table, and they began walking back to the transport building. She continued to hold his hand tightly, in response to the predatory looks he was getting from the women they passed along the way.
As they walked, Jerry noticed that despite having just eaten a huge meal, his pants seemed to fit somewhat more loosely than they had earlier. In fact all of his clothes seemed to be a little too loose. "It's just my imagination," he thought.
When they got back to the building, he noticed that all the women he walked past in the atrium were looking at him with the same strange smile, as though they knew some secret that he didn't.
"Why are those women all looking at me like that?" he asked.
"Let's go to my room and I'll answer all your questions," she giggled. She walked quickly as she led him down the maze of hallways that led to her room. She unlocked the door, and they walked inside.
"Just make yourself comfortable Jerry," she said. "I'll be back in a minute."
She walked into the bathroom and closed the door. He sat down on her bed and pondered the events of the past several hours. In a few minutes, Gina emerged from the bathroom. She was wearing nothing but a translucent white negligee that left virtually nothing to the imagination. His heart skipped several beats as she sat next to him on the bed.
"Jerry, when you were eating breakfast this morning, why did you drop that glass? It wasn't really slippery, was it?"
She looked deeply into his eyes, and he felt compelled to tell her how he had actually felt at that moment.
"I don't know exactly," he said. "When I saw the inside of your mouth illuminated by the sun, I just lost contol. I felt this intense tingling sensation, and then all the strength seemed to drain from my body. That's as close as I can come to describing what happened."
"Hmm, lets try a little experiment," she said softly. "Give me your hand."
He did as she asked. She took his hand and raised it slowly to her face. Then she suddenly plunged his fingers deep into her mouth and began slowly caressing them with her warm moist tongue, all the while continuing to stare hypnotically into his eyes. His mind seemed to shatter into a thousand pieces. The tingling sensation had returned, except it was 100 times more intense then at the cafe. His whole body shuddered and his vision became blurred. When his eyes eventually cleared, Gina was looking at him with a sensuous fire that defied all description. He also noticed that it seemed as though he had to look up at her face, instead of straight across at her as he had moments earlier.
"Jerry, I think I know what's happening to you, but to be sure I need to have you take off all your clothes. Would you do that for me? Please!!"
"Yes Ma'am," he said eagerly. He stood up, and as he prepared to disrobe, he noticed that his clothes seemed to be even looser than they had been when he entered the room. Once again, he dismissed it as his imagination, and quickly finished undressing. He then sat back down on the bed next to Gina, anticipating what was coming next. Maybe all this swallowing stuff was just her way of getting him all hot for some good old fashioned sex, American style. If that was her strategy, it was certainly working. He had a boner you couldn't drive a tack into.
Gina continued to gaze deeply into Jerry's eyes. At this point, her pupils had expanded into huge black pools that captured his reflection and beckoned him to move closer to her. She opened her mouth again, revealing her glistening tongue which she slowly extended toward him. She then began licking his face sensuously, coating every square inch of it with her abundant saliva. He inhaled her breath as her tongue glided effortlessly across his mouth and nose. It was warm and sweet and intoxicated him, and images of being inside her body filled his mind. Every time she was about to lick his eyelids, she lingered so that he could gaze at her juicy throat and wonder about the unseen pleasures that lay just beyond his vision. Jerry was virtually paralyzed with pleasure. The now familiar tingling had intensified to a ferocious level, blurring his sight once again and causing him to eventually collapse on the bed. When he finally regained control of his senses, he slowly sat up. He noticed that Gina was now kneeling on the floor in front of him, and that she seemed to be somewhat larger than before. Even though he was sitting on the bed, his eyes were barely level with hers. He didn't notice that his feet no longer touched the floor. He did notice that the tingling had not completely subsided this time, and that he was 100 times more turned on than he'd ever been in his life.
Gina was breathing heavily, and she stared at him with an unearthly intensity that he'd never seen before from any woman.
"One more experiment Jerry," she said. "I'm going to open my mouth for you again, and this time I want you to put your hand down my throat as far as you can."
She opened her mouth again, and he immediately noticed that it seemed much larger than before. As his fingers glided along the glassy surface of her tongue, he was surprised to see that he was able put his entire hand inside her mouth with ease. The tingling became unbelievably intense, but this time his vision didn't blur. He watched in amazement as his hand disappeared down her throat. When his index finger touched Gina's epiglotis, her throat instantly constricted around his hand, squeezing it between her soft tonsils, and surrounding it with an indescribable moist warmth. The tingling turned into an explosion of arousal and he fell backward onto the bed, barely conscious. He was aware that something very strange was happening to him, but he was too dazed to really care. When the room finally stopped spinning, he looked up and saw Gina's smiling face gazing down at him. He noticed immediately that she was absolutely huge. He also noticed that the top of his head felt cold. When he reached up to find out why, he realized that he no longer had any hair.
"My God," he said. "What's happened to you? You're so big!! And what happened to my hair?"
"I'm not bigger, Jerry, you're just much smaller," she whispered softly. "That tingling sensation you've been feeling all day was just your body's response to your desire to be swallowed by me. You've been releasing hormones that made you begin shrinking in preparation for our mating. Your hair fell out because that will make it much easier for me to swallow you. Even though you've been pretending to resist, you know that you really want me to swallow you. If you didn't, the shrinking process could never have happened. Your own desires trigerred it. Once I saw the look on your face at the cafe, I knew you were ready to be inside of me. That's why I brought you back here. You know what I'm saying is true. Admit it."
He couldn't believe this was actually happening. But when he finally was able to sit up, he realized that he really was very tiny.
"But I don't want to be swallowed," he protested. "This can't really be happening. Please make me big again. I really like you, Gina. How can you do this to me? Please don't eat me!!"
"I'm sorry Jerry," she said, "but the shrinking process is irreversible. You can only get smaller, not bigger. You've still got some shrinking to do before I can swallow you. You're about 6" tall now, and you need to be 1" tall before you can slide down my throat easily."
As unsettling as all this was, he couldn't deny that he was also more turned on than he had ever been in his life. When Gina's throat surrounded his hand, it was the most erotic sensation he'd ever experienced. He couldn't get the thought of how that had felt out of his mind.
"I'll tell you what Jerry," she said. "Lets try one more little experiment. If you don't continue to shrink, then it means that you really don't want to be swallowed. But if you do shrink, then you have to promise to stop whining and just enjoy the experience with me. I guarantee that it'll be sensuous beyond your wildest dreams."
He thought about what she had just said, and decided that at this point he really had nothing to lose.
"OK," he said apprehensively. "What do you have planned?"
"First of all, I need to hold you in my hand. Actually, I need to hold you around the legs so that you don't fall and hurt yourself. You're still too big to actually stand on my hand safely. Don't worry, I'll be very gentle."
She reached down, put her right hand around his legs, and picked him up like he was a Popsicle. She lifted him up to her face so she could look into his eyes.
"You really liked putting your hand down my throat, didn't you?" she said. "I bet you'll like this even more."
Holding him around the ankles, she tipped her head back like she was going to swallow a sword, and opened her mouth wide. Then she dangled him headfirst over her gaping mouth, and slowly lowered his face and torso onto her warm, saliva covered tongue. She gradually slid him deeper into her mouth until his shoulders were between her tonsils, and his eyes were looking directly down her throat. She pushed a little more, until his head was completely inside her esophagus. At this point, her muscles constricted, and his entire body was totally enveloped by the soft, moist tissues of her mouth and throat. Then she began very slowly sliding him back and forth like a dildo, each time pushing him a little further down her throat. Every few thrusts, she'd bring him back up into her mouth and squeeze his head gently between her tonsils for a few seconds. Then, it was back down her throat. The tingling become totally overwhelming, and he knew he'd started to shrink again. He didn't care. All of his feigned resistance was gone now, and he surrendered himself to the sensuousness of Gina's mouth.
After a few minutes, Gina pulled Jerry from her warm mouth and affectionately licked the excess saliva from his body. Then she laid down on the bed, placed him gently onto the soft bare skin of her tummy, and watched him shrink before her eyes. The sight was intensely arousing to her. It was all she could do to keep from picking him back up and swallowing him immediately. As he shrank, he pressed his ear to her abdomen and listened to the muted sounds of her body, imagining what it would be like to hear them from inside her. At this point, he knew that resistance was impossible. He wanted to be swallowed by her more than anything.
When the shrinking finally stopped, she put him back in her hand and held him up to her mouth.
"Are you ready, Jerry?" she whispered softly. "I want you inside me so much, I can hardly stand it. Please, let me swallow you. Please!!!!"
She opened her mouth and extended her beckoning tongue toward him. He climbed onto it's soft, warm surface and eagerly waited as she slowly withdrew it back inside her mouth. He looked up into Gina's eyes, and she smiled at him as he disappeared between her lips. The tingling sensation intensified further, but rather than causing him to shrink, it increased his sexual arousal beyond all comprehension. He rolled around on her tongue, coating himself completely with her saliva. Her tongue was breathtakingly erotic, a glistening pink pathway extending back and disappearing into the beckoning darkness of her throat. He slowly crawled deeper into her mouth, savoring every sensation of her tongue against his body. When he reached her tonsils, he rolled over and let her uvula glide gently across his face and torso. It was so shimmering and juicy that he could actually see his reflection in it. Then he rolled back over onto his stomach. He couldn't move any deeper into her mouth without sliding down her throat. At this point, he was so numb with anticipation of what was about to happen that he could barely think. He just lay there, face down on Gina's tongue, listening to her breathing and soft moans, and waited.
At this point, Gina was uncontrollably aroused, and could actually feel all of Jerry's thoughts as if they were her own. Sensing his desires, she tilted her head back, and Jerry began slowly sliding deeper and deeper into her mouth. When his head reached the opening to her esophagus she closed her mouth and swallowed, sending him hurtling head first down her throat and into the warm interior of her body. In seconds, he felt his head squeeze through a tight opening, and he dropped gently into the absolute darkness of her stomach. Despite being in an almost trance like state, he was aware that the surface he was lying on was soft and undulating, and that the air smelled like .... coffee. He smiled. He could feel Gina's heart beating wildly, and could hear the soft moans and gasps of her impending orgasm. His thoughts seemed to be merging with hers, and he felt like he was drifting weightlessly in space. His body began to melt away as her stomach slowly absorbed him. Gina had told him that this would be a painless and almost spiritual event, and it was. He thought about what a shame it was that he could only experience this once, and that he wouldn't be able to relive it over and over again in his dreams. He closed his eyes, and marveled at the fact that he was actually inside the body of this incredibly beautiful woman, surrounded by her intense warmth. He thought of what a great story this would make. What a pity he'd never be able to write it and post it on his favorite gulp boards. After a few more minutes of indescribable pleasures, he simply drifted off and was gone.
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Gina slept soundly that night. The next morning, she showered, and prepared to leave the transport building for her real home. As she walked through the atrium, she saw the woman that she had pointed out to Jerry yesterday, the woman who was turning 30 in a few days. She also noticed that the woman appeared much happier than she had been earlier.
Gina walked over and touched the woman's shoulder.
"Hi Theresa," she said. "My name's Gina. We met last week when we were both here to see where we stood on the Transport list, remember?"
"Oh sure, I remember you. I saw you today at the cafe with a really cute guy. Where is he?"
Gina simply smiled, and patted her belly.
"Wow," Theresa said, "You didn't waste any time!! By the way, they found somebody for me!! He'd been lurking around in some new "Gulp" board, and it turns out that his 27th birthday is tomorrow. He's already been transported, and will be waking up in about 10 minutes. I want to be there when he does. Wish me luck!!"
They waved at each other, and went their separate ways.
As Gina walked out into the morning sunshine, a thought suddenly popped into her head, seemingly out of nowhere. "Wow, this whole experience would make a really great story to post on the Gulp boards. I'll bet we could use it to snag lots of hot new prospects. Nobody would ever believe that something like this could actually happen. By the time eligible readers get to this point in the story, it'll be way too late for them to log off and avoid detection. We'll already have a lock on them!!"
She'd never written much of anything before, but she somehow felt strangely inspired. She also felt a warm, comforting presence inside her that she couldn't really describe. For some reason, she patted her tummy again and smiled contentedly as she continued happily on her way.