My Story
By: Dust197969

My Story I work in a testing laboratory in Maryland, just outside Washington D.C. Our work mainly focuses on genetically engineered food. My department had been working secretly on a chemical which was code-named GIGA, from the Greek word meaning “Giant”. When administered to animals such as chickens and other livestock it causes them to grow much larger than normal and in some cases, 5-6 times their normal size. There had been a lot of excitement about GIGA as we had already received four competing bids from multinational corporations eager to buy the patent when I discovered the breakthrough which makes GIGA stable enough to pass FDA (Food & Drug Administration) approval. A celebration was held at work, completely catered and arranged by my friend and co-worker, Scott. Scott and I had a close but very competitive work relationship so I could only have imagined how Scott must have felt after I received credit for the breakthrough. I held much admiration for Scott and maybe even some envy. His charisma could charm the pants off of everyone he met. He wasn’t just your average “tall, dark, & handsome”. Scott was 6' 4 and 200 lbs. He had a lean and beautifully ripped body with a smile that gave me wood in my dreams.

The celebration was held about a week after the breakthrough was discovered and to everyone bewilderment, Scott had been working almost night and day on something which he refused to reveal. I spoke with him the day before the celebration to relay my gratitude for his help in my achievement and to inquire into why he was being so secretive and working so fiercely. He congratulated me and mischievously replied that he “owed me something” and wanted to ensure I was rewarded for my hard work. The following day I awoke feeling proud and ready to consume all the praise and acclaim which lay before me. When I arrived at the lab, all the food and drink had been catered and set up. Business executives and co-workers were all congratulating me and telling droll stories of all my screw ups and wacky ideas. Scott was no where to be seen. I asked another coworker if they had seen him and they replied “Scott was here earlier this morning assisting the catering company with the food but I haven’t seen him since”. I noticed a special crab dip on the table that was my favorite. Nobody else ever ate that stuff but I loved it! By the end of the day, I finished off that crab dip, and schmoosed with the corporate big wigs.

As I drove home that afternoon I noticed a distinct difference in my height. I was shorter than I was when I drove to the lab that morning. My clothes were noticeably looser and seemed larger. I must have shrunk throughout the day. I adjusted my car seat to reach the pedals and see clearly above the steering wheel. I was perplexed, how could this have happened? Standing at my front door I could usually see through the windows at the top of the door, and now I couldn’t even see through them if I stood on my tippy toes. I rushed into the house and found a measuring tape. I took my height measurement and it read 4 feet, 7 inches. I shrunk by almost a foot and a half. My normal height was 6 feet. I began to theorize, what could be causing this? I noticed that the speed at which I was shrinking began to increase, I no longer fit in my clothes and I could just barely reach up to my own kitchen table. I grabbed the phone and set it on the floor so I could call for help when I figured out a plan. Only half an hour had passed since I returned home and I must have shrunk another foot and a half. I decided I would call my friend Joe from the lab for help. Just then, my front door opened and Scott walked in. He smiled at me and said “I’ve really been looking forward to this for a long time”. “Please sit down and let me explain what is happening. While you have been working on ways to improve the chemical GIGA, I have been working on a sort of treatment for GIGA, something that could reverse the growth effects. Something that would actually cause things to shrink. I have administered this to you and it is causing you to shrink. I spiked your crab dip at the party with enough of my “treatment” to shrink you to about the size of a dinner fork.

I sensed my adrenaline pumping as my survival instincts kicked in. I could run, but he obviously had the advantage and could easily run me down. I figured my best bet to survive this was to think my way out of this and hope luck was on my side. I decided to begin flattering him to soften the mood. I told him how I thought his ideas for this chemical were ingenious and that he could really make a lot of money if he sold it. He would be famous! Meanwhile, I was shrinking so fast I was only about a foot high by this point. Scott walked over to me and picked me up. Feeling his giant hands and fingers around my whole body got me hard and Scott noticed. He smiled and said “This is what I meant when I told you I owed you something, I knew you had fantasies about me and now I can make them come true.” I was now about the size he intended me to be and fit perfectly in one of his hands. He told me he was going to keep me as a pet for awhile before satisfying his ultimate hunger, and my dream. He then opened his pants and dropped me inside his boxer briefs. He said, “This is where you will ride, don’t move around much and it should be an easy one.” I positioned myself in between his balls and his giant cock. It was incredibly moist and warm in there and his scent was giving me a hard on again. When we arrived back at Scotts house he removed me from his pants and placed me in a large aquarium furnished with small doll pillows and furniture. The Aquarium was placed atop his dresser at the end of his bed so that he could monitor me even when he slept.

As the days past, I had the best time of my life. I nearly forgot about the danger I was in while Scott played and teased me all day. He placed me on his rock hard stomach while he jacked off and let it rain over me and then he would pick me up and lick his cum from my face and body. He would sit me on his pillow while he lay his head so he could tell me stories about things he had read about the process food goes through from the moment it reaches the mouth all the way to the end. I could feel his hot breath on me the whole time and it kept me hard.

My last day was very exciting. Scott spent the whole day preparing for dinner that evening. He prepared a whole meal intending for me to be the main course. He had kept me on a strict diet all week consisting of fruit and water so that I would be cleansed and taste sweet before eating me. Finally, dinner time came and Scott asked me if there was anything I would like as my last rites. I told him my only request was that he go very slow and when I enter his beautiful mouth that he roll me around with his tongue for a while before swallowing me. He agreed.

Scott placed me on his dinner plate along with some vegetables a potatoes. He lit some candles and poured a glass of wine. He sat down and began eating. I watched the other items on the plate beside me be lift upon his fork and shoveled into his mouth. He finished everything else and left me for last. Finally it was my turn. Scott picked me up and dropped me into his mouth very slowly, feet first. I could feel his hot breath move up my body as he lowered me in and watched as my head passed his gorgeous lips and they began to close behind me. I was now in his mouth and he began rolling me all around as if he was savoring this food he had waited all his life to taste. I was in heaven, but my journey was far for complete. Scott began to swallow now and my body began to slide down his gullet. It was getting warmer and warmer and also harder to breath. All of the sudden, Scott took a big gulp and I went sliding the rest of the way through his esophagus and into his stomach. Scott lay down and I could feel him rubbing his stomach. “Hmm....that was great, I can’t wait to have another.”

I lost consciousness shortly thereafter and was digested to become part of him!

The End