Excerpt from "Gobbling Up Tinies In The Omega Mu Mu Sorority":
Cole was jostled around with the group of other tiny men. All of them naked and cowering in fear. The woman who carried the bowl reached in with her fingers and plucked him out. With the ease one might shuck the shell off a shrimp, she peeled and pulled his clothes off, leaving him as naked as the others before dropping him back in the bowl.
Cole shouldered and elbowed his way to the edge of the bowl, pressing his face up against the plexiglass so he could see what was going on. Fear of being eaten had taken the minds of all the other Tinies, but he still felt sharp; looking for any possible means of escape.
They were carried into a large parlor. A snack table and keg had been set up, along with a big party speaker. A dozen or so sorority girls stood around chatting and partying. Cole noticed this room was all women. Tall, statuesque, important looking.
“Alright sisters, gather ‘round!” the girl holding the bowl said, “The pledges have been admitted, we’ve got a few studs wandering about the place to keep them happy, but for all you juniors and seniors, we’ve got the main course ready to go!”
All of the women turned and cheered, raising their glasses up. A flurry of catty conversation filled the air:
“Ooooh! More Tinies! Finally, I am starving!”
“Gawd, Tiffany, are you sure you can handle another? You practically creamed your jeans seconds after swallowing that last one at frosh.”
“Boo! Don’t spoil the evening. Every girl gets wet feeling a Tiny wriggle down their throat. You, me, all of us~”
“Says you. I plan on savoring mine all night long. I just wanna feel him squirm on my tongue so bad”
The bowl holder cleared her throat. “Okay sisters, you know the rules. One Tiny per sister. No more. And be quick about gobbling them up. Don’t be like Cheryl last week and drop yours.”
With that, the bowl shifted beneath them. The woman held it out at arm’s length for the sorority girls, who all crowded around. It was a sky full of alluring, feminine faces: blondes, brunettes, redheads, all with bombastic makeup and full, painted lips, which they licked hungrily.
All of the tiny men around Cole cowered in fear, falling down onto their knees, or curling up into a fetal position.
Which only left Cole standing! By the time he noticed, one darker skinned sorority girl was already reaching into the bowl. Her long index finger, middle finger, and thumb squeezed his torso tightly, pushing the wind from his chest. Cole couldn’t breathe! He tried to struggle and squirm, but it was no use.
“Oooh, cute lil guy~” the woman said, raising Cole up above her head. He got a tremendous sense of vertigo as he was pulled through the air. Looking down, he could see the woman’s enormous mouth open as she spoke; gazing into the dark abyss that laid beyond her saliva slick uvula, tongue, and teeth.
“Ahhhh~” the woman said, opening her mouth wide. She stuck her tongue out and began lowering Cole towards it. Inch by precarious inch, he descended towards her saliva slick maw!
“Please no! No!” Cole screamed, kicking out his legs. It was all he could do against certain oblivion.
When suddenly he felt intense pressure all around his body. The woman’s fingers pinched him tighter, then pulled away. Cole looked around, only to find he was clenched in another woman’s fist, mere inches from the sorority girl’s open mouth!
“Hey, what gives?” the girl asked, annoyed.
Cole whipped his head around. It was the only part of himself he could move inside the other person’s fist. He turned to see that his prayers had been answered! He’d been saved!
“Nobody’s eating this one!” came the voice of Cole’s sister Rachel!
She stood between him and all of the other hungry looking sorority sisters. Her face dour and stern. Rachel’s dark auburn hair was tied back in a bun, though her face was just as made up as her fellow sisters.
“Bitch! That’s my Tiny! Hands off!” the darker skinned sorority girl objected, but Rachel stared her down.
“Take my first one of the night if you want. This one is off limits to everyone! Got it?” Rachel repeated herself, looking to all of her fellow sorority sisters.
“Why?” another asked, “What gives you the right to pick and choose? Was he your tiny boyfriend or something?”
“No, he’s my fucking brother!”
That shut all of them down. Rachel loosened her grip on Cole a little and carried him through the halls of the sorority house. Once they were behind a closed door in a bedroom, Rachel let go of Cole, gently placing him onto a bed. She then bent over to bring her face up close to him.
“What are you doing here, Cole?! I told you what kind of place Omega Mu Mu was!” she asked him, looking furious.
Cole explained the situation to her. He told her about James, and how his best friend had just used him as an entry fee to get into this party. The whole time Rachel clucked her tongue and scowled, pouting her lips. Cole noticed she wouldn’t meet his gaze when he talked about James.
“That’s…awkward,” was all she would say. Cole thought there might be more to it, but his heart was still pounding from nearly getting eaten.
“Okay, well, unfortunately I can’t just leave this party,” Rachel explained, looking nervous, “It’s a big night and I need to supervise a lot of our new pledges. Plus…I did work really hard to be here, and I deserve to indulge myself a little…”
