Jackson II
By: Eurovore
Uh oh…it’s a disclaimer! The following is a work of fiction. It contains graphic violence, non-consensual vore and chewing. Please do not read if you are offended by such subject matter. As stated, this is a work of fantasy and in no way does the author condone violence. If you wish to continue…I hope you enjoy reading it.
A lot had changed for Jackson Scott in the last 18 months. He’d made it home to Glasgow, had gotten himself somewhere to live and even managed to get his drinking under control. He’d also discovered that since that night in Liverpool he’d developed a rather unusual appetite. It wasn’t something that he wanted to indulge in but sometimes the drive was just too much to ignore. The last time had been the worst and he vowed to himself that that was the end of it. But the feeling was back. The burning was building again and he knew it. Soon he feared he would have to feed that appetite.
The rain was pouring down outside. It was just gone 11 and Jackson sat slumped in his chair wearing just the boxers he’d slept in, staring at the rain through the dirty window. His thoughts turned to Karen. He’d met her within six weeks of coming back to Glasgow. She was petite, dark and pretty. They had started dating each other and with the money Jackson made from selling the Alfa Romeo he’d stolen in Liverpool he’d got them somewhere to live. They lived well for a while. Jackson didn’t love her, but quickly her whole live began to revolve around him. He liked it that way. She did everything for him. Their sex life was brilliant, and she was always on hand to look after him. He’d gone out that day and met some of his mates – they had gone on a drinking binge. When he came home late in the evening he was drunk, horny and the burning feeling inside his gut was stronger than it had been for months. The next day it was all a blur. All he could remember was looking down at a bewildered, Karen, lying naked in the palm of his hand. He could guess the rest. Karen was gone and the burning feeling in his gut had subsided. He’d eaten her in his drunken state and he couldn’t even remember it. He was literally digesting his last chance at happiness.
That was six months ago, and his appetite was becoming hard to ignore. He had to do something to stop the feeling. If only he could control it. He got up from his chair and went over to the laptop sitting on the desk. He turned it on and entered “shrinking” into the search engine. If he could do it, the perhaps someone else was out there that could too. If he could understand it then perhaps he could find a way of stopping the burning.
There was a lot on shrinking ice caps and a lot of other crap, but nothing immediate that was useful for him. Then he found it. A website all about shrinking people. This site led to another and another and another. Shit, it appeared there were a lot of people out there who got off on giants. Some even wanted to be eaten!! Fuck, if he was the only person who could actually shrink things then think of the money he could make from these people! He could rip them off big time and all he would have to do was shrink them down. He wouldn’t have sex with them – well perhaps the women – but no way with the guys. But he could help them fulfil their giant fantasies for real and there was one thing for sure - they would pay well. He was certain. This needed careful planning.
Jackson continued life as normal but each evening he spent hours trawling these macro sites. He’d even chatted with people in chat rooms. It was easy for him to role play. He knew exactly what it was like to have a little person in his hand and that gave him an advantage. It didn’t turn him on but he could fake it for them and more importantly he was beginning to learn to understand what they were looking for. He had to understand that before he could offer his services. It was time to give it a try for real. Late on a cold Saturday night he’d started chatting with a guy on line. Dan seamed sound enough, big time into being shrunk and eaten. Crucially he was also in Edinburgh, just an hour away.
Dan had no idea where Jackson was. When he’d asked, Jackson had bluffed and said Canada. They chatted for a few hours, mostly Dan telling Jackson about is favourite fantasy and discussions on which sites were good and which were not. After they had had an on line role-play Jackson confessed that we was actually just 40 miles away from Dan. Dan was very excited about that and pressed hard for a meet. “To role-play in person.” This is it thought Jackson. My chance to try this out! They agreed to meet in a bar in the train station in Edinburgh that Thursday – just to chat face to face.
Jackson sat at the window facing the concourse and watched the people running for trains. He’d described himself to Dan, 5’8 with a slim, athletic build and short dark hair, and also told him that he would be carrying a blue rucksack. But would Dan show? They’d arranged to meet at 5 and it was already 5.30. Jackson was about to head off when a blond guy of similar height and build to him came over and quizzically asked “Jackson?”
“Dan?”
“Yeah” Dan replied as he sat on the stool next to Jackson. “Great to meet you in the flesh. I can’t believe that you were just through in Glasgow! I’d given up thinking that I would ever meet any macrophiles here in Scotland.”
Jackson laughed, “I know what you mean man. There are few of us about I guess”
“So, you happy to come back to my flat Jackson? I figured we’ll be able to chat better there and if you are up for a role-play - then all the better!”
“Sure, is it far?”
Twenty minutes later Jackson flopped down on a large chair in Dan’s flat and kicked off his sneakers. Dan came through from the kitchen and handed Jackson a beer before taking the chair opposite.
“So how did you get into the giant thing, Jackson? When did you first realise that you liked the idea of being a giant?”
“There are a couple of things I should tell you Dan. I’m not gay. Never done it with another guy and it’s not my thing. No offence mate but guy’s just don’t do it for me”
Dan’s face fell. “But the role play the other night on line was really hot – was for me anyway”
“Role play on line is different, it’s remote, not face to face.”
“So I take it that a good role play session is out today then?” replied Dan, failing to hide his disappointment.
“Well that’s the thing Dan, it doesn’t have to be a role play. Not with me.”
“I’m sorry I don’t know what you mean?”
“Well I know you are not going to believe me, but I got into the giant thing because I can actually shrink things.”
Dan stared at Jackson. “Fuck off…no one can “shrink” things!”
“I can”
With that Jackson shrunk the empty bottle of beer that was sitting on the table in front of him.
Dan shot out of the chair. “How the hell…. how can you…. what the fuck?”
“Relax man. I don’t know how I can do it. I just can. That is how I got into the giant thing. You are the one of the first people whom I have done it in front of. I guess I thought that you would be interested.”
“Interested!! That’s a fuckin’ understatement! I can’t believe what I just saw! Is it…. is it reversible?”
“Yeah, only lasts a few hours…. then what ever, or whomever I have shrunk will return to normal. Unharmed”
“Oh my God, Jackson…you HAVE to shrink me, please, I will do anything!”
Jackson grinned at the man standing in front of him, judging by the bulge in Dan’s jeans he had gotten over his initial fright! “Ok bud I will. You can have your little reality play…. but it will cost you. You can be shrunk for the bargain price of £20. Cos I like you and you’ll be my first paying customer.”
“Too right you can have £20…. I’ll be happy…. I just cant believe this is gonna happen…for real”
A few seconds later Jackson Scott picked the now two inch high Dan off the floor and held him in his hand. Dan stared up at Jackson’s face, open mouthed, as if he was in total awe.
“So little man, what is your first wish?”
“Well you could put me down on the ground Jackson and come into the room, pretend that you can’t see me and just come across me. Act all surprised and try and catch me”
“Sounds like a good role play to me.” Jackson grinned.
Jackson gently put Dan on the floor and turned and walked out of the room, calling back “you have 20 seconds to hide little man”.
Dan ran across the playing field sized rug and hid behind the leg of a table. The room door opened and from his hiding place Dan watched the giant Jackson walk across the room and through into the kitchen. Jackson returned a few seconds later with a large glass of wine in his had and made for the chair. He stopped dead in his tracks and stared right down at the tiny Dan, hiding against the table leg.
“What do we have here?” Jackson bellowed, “a shrunken little man in my room?”
Dan bolted from beside the table leg and sprinted for the chair, hoping to get cover under it. Jackson’s right foot slammed into the carpet inches behind him, accompanied by Jackson shouting, “Got you! “You little bastard”
Fuck thought Dan as he dived for cover under the chair - that was a bit close for comfort – if he hadn’t missed me he’d be peeling what was left of me off the sole of his socks.
Jackson shouted, “Where you hiding bug, there is no escape from me!”
Dan looked out from under the chair and could see the massive white-socked feet of Jackson approaching the chair. Dan ran under and out the other side of the chair. He spotted one of the bus sized Addidas sneakers that Jackson had kicked off earlier and made a run for it. While Jackson was on his knees looking under the chair that Dan had hidden under, Dan was climbing the front of the sneaker, using the laces to ease his climb the he lowered himself inside the trainer and sat there panting, trying to get his breath back. He could hear Jackson moving around calling out is name. Dan stayed put.
Jackson spoke out loud. “Well looks like the little shit has given me the slip. Can’t be arsed waiting till he grows again. May as well head off back home and forget the 20 quid.”
The reality of what he’d just heard didn’t register on Dan until he was thrown off his balance towards the toe end of the sneaker in which he was hiding as Jackson picked it off the floor. Dan hit the end of the trainer and looked back at the light coming through the top. The shadow cast by Jackson’s foot being put into the sneaker caused him to scream “Stop” and he began to claw his way to the opening. The advancing toes of Jackson’s foot stopped his progress as Jackson put his shoe on “unaware” that Dan was trying to scramble to the relative safety of the outside world. Jackson’s toes began to force Dan deeper into the sneaker and Dan really thought that this game was going to end in disaster for him. The toes stopped and light flooded in as Jackson took his foot back out and tipped the sneaker up depositing a terrified and dizzy Dan in the palm of his hand.
Jackson held his hand up to his face. “Bad Dan! You should never try and escape me…I am your God and you will do as I want! Little men who run away from me are only destined for one place and that’s the inside of my stomach!”
With that Jackson picked up a stunned, tiny Dan between his fingers and held him dangling theatrically over his open mouth. Dan started to scream hysterically. Jackson dropped him into his mouth and rolled him about his tongue.
Dan was terrified and disorientated as he was constantly twisted and thrown about the inside of Jackson mouth. He couldn’t breath. He couldn’t stand this, he’d never been so scared in his life. “I’m going to die,” he thought to himself. Just then Jackson spat him out into his hand and put him back down on the table. Dan looked up at Jackson grinning face.
“Was that worth the 20 quid then bud?”
Dan gasped, lying panting on the table, soaking in Jackson’s saliva.
“I’ve never been so scared in my life! I honestly thought you were trying to kill me. I never want to be in that position again!”
“Odd when you think that you have spent all these years wanting to be in this position!”
“It was kinda different when I thought you were actually gonna swallow me! I mean…give me a break… you could have done it, I thought you were going to and I didn’t want you to actually do it! For real!”
“Could have nothing, I’m going to!” grinned Jackson. With that he scooped up Dan and dropped him into his half empty glass of wine.
Dan splashed into the wine, managed to right himself and surface in time to see Jackson’s huge fingers wrap themselves around the outside of the glass and lift the glass to his open mouth. Just as Jackson tipped up the glass to drink it’s contents and Dan plummeted towards Jackson open mouth, Jackson closed his lips around the edge of the glass and Dan slammed face first into Jackson’s top lip, scraping his face off Jackson’s stubble. Jackson righted the glass and sent Dan sliding back down to the bottom of the glass.
Jackson swilled the wine and Dan around in the glass laughing. Dan thought thank God, just another bit of extreme role play, when Jackson suddenly lifted the glass back up, taking a huge mouthful of wine and Dan in the process. Jackson swallowed the wine careful to use is tongue to hold Dan against the back of his front teeth…ensuring that he didn’t swallow his first customer with the wine. When his mouth was empty save Dan and he could feel Dan scrabbling about on his tongue, he manoeuvred Dan so that he was lying on Jackson’s bottom molars and began to bite.
Dan tried to scream as Jackson’s upper teeth came down in him. They stopped. Holding him there, but not crushing him. Jackson’s lips were open and the air Jackson was breathing was enough to keep Dan conscious. Jackson held him there for an eternity. Dan wanted out. Jackson wanted the burning to go away and he bit down.
Jackson chewed a few times and swallowed Dan.
Picking Dan’s wallet off the table, emptying the cash out of it, Jackson walked towards the front door. The burning inside his guts was dying as his body started to digest his first paying meal.
He hailed a cab on the street and as he sat in the back of it, his had resting on his stomach, feeling the warm, comforting feeling, he wondered how much money he’d be able to make before the burning came back.
For the real Dan. Thanks for the inspiration. PJ ;-)