#shrinking

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Jessica Williams gets some support from Shrinking co-star Harrison Ford during her "I am an actor" introduction at this year's SAG Awards.

(February 23, 2025)

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[leoholzer]

me in every social interaction

[tastylittlepixie]

Queen of the Bar

A vore story, for those of you who want to be shrunken and eaten by yours truly~

You spot her from across the room, sitting at the bar. It’s a little surprising how much she sticks out, given how small she is, but maybe thats why she caught your eye. The last thing you expected to see at this club was a lone pixie, but there she was. Sitting alone at the bar, enjoying a drink all by her self. She wasn’t facing you, so you can’t really get a read on her, but you can guess that she’s fairly drunk - if the half empty glass she’s sitting next to, the one that’s a little bit bigger than she is, was anything to go by. It was certainly a rare sight, especially considering this club was no stranger to patrons eating others, as it allows both preds and preys, and even had some designated back rooms for people to “enjoy their meals” in peace.  Hell, you’ve seen at least five other people get devoured tonight alone (although three of them were eaten by the same person, so it doesn’t really count).

You figure it couldn’t hurt to go over and talk to her. You’re both drunk, the atmosphere is almost as intoxicating as the alcohol, and you were getting tired of dancing anyway. As you start to move towards the bar next to her, someone beats you to it. A man, much bigger than the pixie girl, slides into the seat next to her, and pretty much immediately starts talking to her. As she turns to face him, you get a pretty good look at her, and damn. She’s just as pretty as you imagined, even at her height from this distance. You can’t quite hear what the man is saying to her, but she seems to be responding in a friendly manner. Seeing this interaction makes you stop, realizing that you’ve lost the opportunity to talk to someone pretty at the club.

And then, before you turn away dejected, you see the pixie girl’s face scrunch up. Something the man said - you couldn’t make it out due to the noise - clearly set her off, making her uncomfortable. She responds, and attempts to slide down the bar, away from the man, but he just won’t let up. He follows her, oblivious to himself, continuing to try to talk her up, and he clearly isn’t doing anything to fix his behaviour, or even apologize for what he said a second ago. From what you can tell, he’s actually making it worse, judging from how the pixie girl’s expression quickly changes from enjoyment to annoyance. He’s bordering on harassment now, and he might have even said something offensive already, given the pixies reaction.

You decide its time to step in. You can’t just stand there as this drunkard harasses a cute girl just trying to enjoy her night out! So you try to look as intimidating as possible and start to move over to the bar. 

And then he tries to grab her.

Before you can reach them, the man, drunk and pissed that his advances weren’t working, attempts to reach across the bar to grab the poor girl. You’re eyes widen as you realize whats about to happen, and you are about to start to run over to them when you watch as the pixie deftly dodges out of the way of his hand. You watch in amazement as she flies right up to his face, holds her hands up to his face, and blows some sort of sparkling powder directly into his face. He recoils, and then you watch as his body rapidly shrinks in size. He becomes so tiny that you can’t even see him any more, and you watch as the pixie swipes her arm through the air (presumably, catching him before he falls) before returning to her seat.

The whole interaction takes about a second, and no one seems to notice, despite how packed the club is. The bartender, only a few seats down from where this altercation took place, doesn’t even look up from the glass they’re polishing. You’ve heard about people being shrunken or swallowed at clubs like this before, and it definitely not against the rules for someone to shrink someone else in self defence, but you expected someone to at least bat an eye. You continue watching, shocked and in awe, as the pixie holds up her hand and drops what is presumably the shrunken man into her mouth, swallowing him like - well, like someone would probably swallow her, if given the opportunity. You watch as she seals his fate by taking another sip of her drink, washing him down with more alcohol than his body could probably take at the size he was.

You’re completely awestruck at this point. You just watched a pixie, who are classically known to be easy prey, shrink a man to an absurdly tiny size and swallow him whole. Not only that, but no one seemed to even react to it, so either they just didn’t notice, didn’t care, or… this isn’t an uncommon thing for her to do. Now it makes sense why a tiny girl like her was sitting alone. She was more than capable of handling herself if she needed. Your cheeks flush as you imagine what it was like, to be shrunk and devoured by such a bite sized girl. Pretty embarrassing for that guy, but you can’t stop replaying the scene in your mind… You almost wish someone was recording it. Now you had to go talk to her.

Your mind races as you walk up to the bar, approaching the seat next to her. You clearly need to do a better job than the last guy, but you don’t even know what he said to set her off. Something racist, probably. Maybe a little sexist, possibly making fun of her height, whatever. It doesn’t really matter now, hes already deep in her stomach now. You reach the bar, taking a seat next to her, and say the first thing that comes to your drunk, flustered mind.

“That guy… giving you trouble?” Little cliche, but you’re too anxious to be worried about that. She turns to you, raising an eyebrow. Yup, she was much prettier up close, her small figure pretty well endowed for someone so small. Judging from her assets, that definitely wasnt the first creep she had eaten.

“Oh, you know.” She said payfully, “Some guys just can’t take no for an answer.” 

You nod. About what you expected. Your mind continues to race, struggling to continue the conversation despite the obvious conversation starter.

“So you…just shrank him? And ate him?” You manage to ask, like you didn’t just see it happen. She chuckles, amused by how flustered and confused you apparently seem.

“Yeah, well. He made a grab for me, and thats a big no no.” She takes another sip from her drink, which now you can see she is drinking from a special straw made for her size. “Now he’s just pixie food now. I was getting kinda hungry anyway.” She smiles. You nod again, still amazed.  

“That was a pretty deft maneuver, how often do you have to deal with guys like that?” You ask. 

She sighs. “Ugh. More often than you’d think.” She turns back to you. “That’s why I learned shrinking magic. It pays to have some self defence in a place like this, and what better self defence than turning the tables?” She smiles, very proud of herself. Her smile is infectious, and you find yourself slowly grinning as well. “That said,” she continues, “It’s not like I come to clubs like this to not get eaten. I am still very much a prey, after all.” She chuckles. “Just. Very picky as to who actually gets to eat me.” She grins again, making eye contact with you. Her gaze makes your heart stop for a second.

“I- uh…” You stammer, trying to come up with a good response, but she sighs, cutting you off. 

“You don’t really seem like the pred type, am I right?” She asks, and you nod. She pouts for a second, before taking another sip of her drink. “Shame. You’re pretty cute, I wouldn’t’ve minded taking a trip into your guts.” 

Hearing that makes your head swirl. Not only does she find you cute (which is totally a win), but she also thought you were worthy of having her as a meal???? No one has ever said something like that to you before; usually its other preds telling you you’re the one worthy of being their food. 

“Y-you… think I’m cute?” You manage to stammer. She laughs, a high pitched fae laugh which immediately brings peace to your mind. 

“Yeah, In a… small kitten sort of way.” She replies, examining the effect her words have on you. And have and effect they do, as you feel your face flush red as your mind shuts down, attempting to process the words this pixie was saying. She gives you a look, and you could swear she could read your mind, because the next thing that comes out of her mouth is, “Any more questions for me, hon?”

Yes, in fact, you did have a question for her. More of a request, actually. A desire you needed fulfilled, ever since you watched her devour that creep all of 5 minutes ago. You were never one to seek out a stomach to digest in, but something about that show just now, that seemed like only you could see it, resonsated deep in your soul. You knew what you wanted, and you finally found someone who could give it to you. And so, you manage to ask: “Can you… eat me next?”

She smiles knowingly, like she knew you were going to ask this from the moment you sat down next to her. She takes another, longer, sip of her drink, and you watch as she swallows down more of her cocktail, hoping that soon you could take the same trip. She turns to you as she finishes, and asks you, “Are you sure?” 

“Yes.” You blurt. It’s not even a real question at this point. Maybe it was the few drinks you had before, maybe it was the atmosphere of the club, or maybe this pixie was just so damn pretty, but every part of your body is screaming the same thing, a resounding YES!!!

She raises an eyebrow. “Absolutely sure? You know theres a reason I only send jerks to-” 

You cut her off, appreciating the teasing but your mind is already overloaded. “I know. I want this.” 

Seeing how determined you are, she smiled. “Alrighty then, since you asked so nicely~” 

You watched as she once again took off from her seat, impressed she could fly so well given how much alcohol she has probably consumed. You sit there mesmerized as she flutters in front of your face, the same way she did to the last person who stood where you sat. She holds up her hand to her mouth, and says, “This may tickle a bit~”

And then she blows.

Your vision is suddenly filled with bright particles, as her pixie dust covers your eyes and face. It stings for a second, as you probably should’ve expected, but the pain quickly fades as you start to feel dizzy. If you didn’t know what was happening, you’d think you were just suddenly very tipsy. The feeling spreads down your face and across the rest of your body, followed by a strange numbness that drains out the feeling of the space you’re in. The club music fades, the lights dim, you feel completely weightless and can barely even feel the barstool you’re sitting on. The numbness is followed by a warmth, a soothing heat which passes over your body and relaxes both your mind and your muscles. You know that, despite the outlandish scenario - and the finality of your request - that everything is going to be ok.

Feelings return to your body before your sight does. You are suddenly aware that you are falling, the barstool - hell, the entire club - seemingly vanished under your feet. You only fall a short distance, however, before you land on something soft and warm. Finally rubbing the pixie dust out of your eyes, you look around you. 

The first thing you see is the pixie’s face, similing down at you. It’s much bigger than you had anticipated, but still incredibly beautiful. As more of your senses return, you realize that she has caught you in her hand, holding it flat and steady so you can regain your bearings. 

“How was that?” She asked, her once quiet voice now booming. “I gave you a… slightly nicer version of what I hit that other guy with.”

You blink, awestruck at just how much you’ve shrunken. You look around the bar, completely unchanged, yet due to the difference in size it seems much more alien. And her hands, now that your standing on them, have gone from dainty to slightly intimidating, as you know she could completely crush you if she so desired… 

Seeing you take in your new environment, the pixie laughs, fluttering back down to her place at the bar. Although much louder, her laugh still puts your mind at ease, in a strange sort of way. “Well. I think you’ve waited long enough~ And while I wouldn’t mind toying with you a bit before hand, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t still a little bit hungry.” 

With that, she picks you up between her fingers with her other hand, lifting you up above her head. The motion gives you a slight vertigo, but once you regain your bearings you can fully appreciate the sight you are seeing. She opens her mouth, allowing you to see exactly where you’ll be going - straight down her throat. 

She closes is again, chuckling. “Oh, one last thing. On the off chance that asshole isn’t face down in a pool of stomach acid and booze, could you clock him in the jaw for me? Wouldn’t want him to ruin your fun time in there.” You can only nod, the words escaping you as you process what is about to happen. This is exactly what you wanted, but it still feels surreal. Seeing your confirmation, she smiles again.  “Good. Enjoy yourself cutie, I know I will~”

With that, she drops you. You fall for less than a second, but it feels like a full minute as your brain processes what’s going on. Despite everything, you aren’t scared. You knew you wanted this, but you half expected some survival instinct to kick in, screaming at you to back out, to apologize and say it was a joke, to fight against her. But you just land in her mouth, allowing her to have her way with you. Once you make contact, she closes her mouth, her teeth closing off the only chance you would have to escape. No going back now.

Her mouth reeks of alcohol, unsuprisngly, but you don’t care. It also completely drowns out the background noise of the club, which you had stopped processing a minute ago and only just now realized it was still there. You sit there for a moment, taking in your surroundings. Despite the smell, it is surprisingly pleasant in here. Her breath is warm, her tongue is actually very comfortable to lie on, though her saliva is starting to seep into your clothes. Just as you catch your breath, her tongue begins to move.

It tosses and turns you every which way, covering your body and extracting whatever flavor you have. Oh god, you realize, how do you taste? You hadn’t even considered your own taste before, but now that you were at the mercy of a cute girl’s massive tongue, you’re suddenly hyper aware of your entire body, and you suddenly become very anxious that you taste really bad. But if that were the case, she didn’t show it. She just kept licking and sucking on your small body like you were some sort of candy, so clearly you tasted at least somewhat decent.

After a minute or two (you cant really tell) in her mouth, she finally swallows. You’re pushed backwards by her tongue and slide face first into her throat. You feel those powerful muscles pull you deeper, and are once again amazed at the skill of this pixie as you fall completely into her throat. You can hear and feel her all around you - her heartbeat, her breath, her small vocalizations as you complete your trip. You’ve imagined this moment, the moment a pred finally claims your whole body as their own, but you aren’t scared. You wanted this, after all.

Finally, you drop into her stomach, landing with a splash in the pool of booze and acid. There isn’t much room to stand, but you manage to pull yourself up. You breathe - realizing you’ve been holding your breath this whole time - and take in the location. It’s as warm and as damp as you expected; a biological sauna contained inside a small pixie. You realize that this is it, you’re about to join the rest of her food, melted into nutrients for a cute girl to enjoy. You hear her laugh, her entire stomach reverbrating with her voice. “Have fun in there, cutie.”

As you’re coming to this realization, someone emerges from the pool of stomach juices. The man from earlier pulls himself to the surface, trying to catch his breath after being submerged in the fluids for so long. He looks rough, having been subjected to the power of her stomach fo much longer, with most of his clothes having melted away. As he recovers, he looks at you.

“That bitch… she got someone else?” He pants, still catching his breath. “To think a pipsqueak like her… eating two people like us when she’s supposed to be prey? Who does she think she is?” Now you can see why she ate him. You think back to what she said before swallowing you… 

The man stands, walking over to you. “Come on, if we work together we can probably-” 

You cut him off with a good punch to the face, your fist colliding with his lower jaw. You aren’t the strongest person around, but with how the stomach has been treating this guy, he isn’t exactly the most put together. He recoils from your punch, spinning and falling face first into the drink. After a moment, he doesn’t move, and begins to sink deeper into her stomach, submerged under the liquid and dissapearing from view.

You sit back down, dipping your feet into the stomach fluids. It tingled as it started to seep into your clothes, but you figured it would take a bit longer for you to start digesting due to all the alcohol. As long as you kept your head above the surface, you can enjoy being a pixie’s little snack for as long as you want.

Finishing another sip of her drink, Queen lets out a small burp. “Whoops! Sorry about that.” She says. Not that she can tell if you minded, or even if you were still conscious in there, but it never hurts to be polite. She sighs. “Huh. Never actually got their name...” She muses to herself. “Oh well! Too late for that now.” She takes one more sip of her drink, finishing it off. “Alrighty. I’ve had a nice night, but its my turn some fun…”

She stretched, hopped off the bar, and began to fly towards the dance floor, searching for someone to treat her the same way she treated the two before… with her permission, of course.

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I finished it :3

I really hope yall enjoy, I've never really written a big story like this before, let alone posted anything like this so i hope its good

maybe ill write more stuff like this in the future... we'll see :3

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