#dry drabble

To believe that it all started with a simple misunderstanding of fiction... That led to this mess.Oh, yes, surely Flora knew somehow or another that the items she was reading between the two men could not have possibly happened. More, I think she was...curious to find out what if it had been true. What was she missing out on that these stories neglected to put her in?It was with that thought she began making dinner that night. Of course, she had become much better though the years, Layton as her guide. She was now capable of creating fine dishes at night, enough for the three of them, without causing too much smoke damage to the roof above her head. And hey, the food items were now ingestable, without causing physical pain.Of course, the recipe she looked up on the internet was far from the usual techniques she used, having to specifically use a mortar and pestle (although a bowl and flattened spoon also seemed to do the trick as well) and having to do add quite a few odd ingredients ("Ground up ants?... Well, if it says so...").She took a whiff of the concoction. Surprisingly, it was far from putrid. Actually, it smelled quite nice. A nice soup, it did make...*knock knock knock* *jingling of keys* *unlocking of the door*"Flora! We're back from the 'fessah's seminar!" Luke's voice called out from the foyer. Flora smiled, a bit nervous. She took a deep breath. It was time to find out if this thing worked...Hopefully it wouldn't kill them. Or poison them. Or both.The table was set. A nice bowl of soup in front of each. The teapot in the middle of the table."This is very nice, flora. And the soup smells delightful." the Professor commented. Flora seemed to blush. As the boys began to sip up the broth, Flora decided she needed to excuse herself to prevent her from looking too suspicious."Oh, Mr. Layton, sir. I'm afraid in the midst of all this cooking, I haven't had the chance to relieve myself. Would you excuse me?" She asked, timidly."Why of course, my dear. Take your time." Flora, stood, before walking up the stairs up to the WC.She locked the door, and sat on the loo, although not actually meaning to go. Instead, she listened from down below. The two boy's faint voices could be heard."Professor, surprisingly, this soup isn't half bad! It's as if she didn't make it...""Now now, Luke, be a gentleman. It is one of her better dishes, I must admit...although...""Professor...are you feeling a bit funny?""I...I can't say...Luke...something doesn't feel right..."Flora continued to listen. Was this thing really working?"Professor...does the world almost seem to be...growing arou-"Their voices began to dim. Flora couldn't hear them anymore...My word...it worked, didn't it?She unlocked the door, walking as calmly as she could downstairs. She glanced into the kitchen.They were gone. She came around to their seats. There, sitting In the 'fessah's seat, was a shrunken man. The Fessah himself. So...tiny...It worked."F-...Flora???" The Professor stuttered out, staring at the girl looming over him. She picked him up, and placed him on the table without a word, before going over to Luke and doing the same. Both seemed to be speechless.Flora looked over the two tiny people now sitting on the table, here whole body quivering with delight. It had worked! IT WORKED! And now...she was soon to find out what she was missing out on."Flora?! WHAT DID YOU DO TO US?!" Luke screamed out, looking down at his tiny body, and the huge surroundings around him. No, this was impossible! The Professor seemed to be thinking the same thing. The look of horror on his face expressed it all."Oh, it wasn't much Luke. Nothing that you and the fessah aren't used to..." She giggled. Layton looked at her, dumbfounded."What do you mean, Flora? How does this relate to me and Luke in the slightest?!" Layton called out, panic starting to seize him."Haven't you read all those stories between you and Luke? They're all over the internet." Flora called out."Flora, my dear, that's fiction! None of those stories were real!""Oh, Fessah, I know that...but you see...I started to think...what if they were...?"She picked up the Professor, removing his top hat, and placing it gently on the table."What fiction stories were you reading, my dear?!" Layton nearly screamed out, completely confused as to what the girl was planning. There was something gnawing in his gut that told him, but he sure didn't want to believe it."Well, perhaps I can give a demonstration..." she whispered. At once, her tongue protruded between her soft lips, and gave the Professor a long lick across his face. She gasped. "Oh, Professor! I didn't know you'd taste this good!" She smacked her lips, horror trailing across Layton's face... as well as a glob of saliva."F-Flora! You can't possibly be thinking to e-...eat...us?!"Flora smiled gently. "Of course I am."At this point, she brought her jaws over half of the man, up to his waist, before gently biting down, keeping him in place. His legs squirmed and kicked about by instinct, even though deep down he really didn't want to hurt the girl. Of course, the girl was almost excited by the fact that he was fighting back. So rather, she decided to slurp his whole body in at once, a wet slurp following the entrance of his feet. Luke went pale.Layton was cramped in the girl's small mouth, reduced to a fetal position. Warm drool began to coat his body, as the girl's breathing sounded all around him. Her tongue seemed to spasm below him, her teeth dangerously close to his head. And it was dark. Oh, so very dark. His breath was shallow, barely able to breathe with the fear overtaking him. He couldn't move very much.Her tongue began to shift below him, seeming to unfold his paralyzed body, until his legs were dangling halfway to her throat. Layton finally found his voice."FLORA!" He screamed out. "FLORA! DON'T DO THIS!"His body was turned over, his face making contact with the tip of her tongue. The squishing of saliva continued to sound about, the slippery liquid lubricating his whole body. A sound of satisfaction came from her throat. One of those that would come from tasting a decadent dessert. "Oh, Professor..." She seemed to mumble around his form, "I'm not sure I really want to continue this..." A glimmer of hope."But of course, I've already got you right here...and you taste so good..."She lifted up her tongue. Layton was struck horridly fast out of his momentarily hopeful moment, as he felt his legs touch the back of Flora's throat. "FLORA! NO!"Luke watched the bulge that formed as Flora gave the first swallow. Even she seemed surprised, as her eyes widened. She gave another swallow, the bulge traveling just a bit further. Luke couldn't breathe.Her hand went to her throat, marveling the form that was there. But something didn't seem right. She swallowed again, but the bulge merely bobbed.Within her throat, Layton had managed to wedge himself within the walls of her gullet. He stared straight ahead, shivering, before chuckling to himself. The walls tensed around him, a loud glurp sounding, almost crushing him, before relaxing again. Mucous ran from the walls around his body. But he wasn't moving. He wasn't going to fall down there. No, he was either moving up or nowhere.Flora began to gag slightly, although she seemed to be very calm. She was still able to breath, Luke realized."Oh, Layton, you're enjoying this, aren't you. Making it so much fun..." Her fingers reached up to the bulge, before massaging it downwards.Layton cringed at the feeling above, and nearly screamed in horror as he felt his hold slipping. He tried to grab on to the slippery walls, but was without hope. His legs slipped below him, and he screamed as he plummeted down, down, down...Flora's hands went down towards her belly. Her lips twitched, as she felt the man slide into her belly. Then she let out a gasp. A small pressure formed in the bottom of her gut. She let out a toothy smile, drool seeming to run from the corners of her mouth. He was there. He was there! Layton landed splat on his back in a small puddle on the soft ground. He stared up at the ceiling. Well, towards it at least. He stuttered. He...no...he couldn't be...He pulled himself up from the sticky ground, strands of goo sticking to his back and arms. He winced. Oh, goodness, it was so very hot in there. The smell was extremely foul. The floor moved on its own below him, almost like a living water bed. Except the whole room was like that. A glop of liquid dropped from above onto his head. He spat out the bitter fluids. He was...he really was...He swallowed hard.Flora's fingers trailed across her belly."I can feel him moving..." she whispered. Luke let out a quiet whine, that slowly trailed into a loud scream. No...no...she...just...Layton is... His mind went blank. No, he was next...He let out a yelp as Flora's fingers closed around him, her gloves soft on his body. He trembled, staring up at her large face. His hat was too removed. He couldn't move, his arms bound to his sides by the girls fingers. She opened her palm in front of her face, allowing Luke somewhat free movement. He scooted back as far away as he could."Oh, Luke, whatever is the matter?" she asked, almost genuinely."What do you mean what's the matter?! YOU JUST SWALLOWED THE PROFESSOR!" He raged. She looked at him curiously, still smiling."I know. Isn't it just...intriguing?" A chuckle. "I wonder if this reminds him of a puzzle... Oh!" She suddenly cried out, before looking down towards her belly. Her other hand reached down."He's right here..." A lump was visible through her dress. "I can feel him! He's right there, pressing his whole body right here! I think he might be fighting..." She seemed to not be bothered by it. At all."Flora! Please, stop this! This is crazy! You're killing him!" It almost seemed to finally dawn on Flora. A twinge of guilt seemed to come across her face. She looked down at Luke. A pause."But Luke...it just feels so good..." And soon Luke rose up to her mouth, and was thrown onto her tongue, before her lips closed behind him.Luke scrambled, reaching out for something to grab on, before settling for the base of the girl's tongue. She didn't seem to mind though, as she sloshed him around in the drool within her mouth. She then scraped Luke's arms off her tongue with her teeth. Luke scrambled to grab on again, but he was pushed back by the tip of her tongue. His face was met with the wet muscle, that managed to slide him to the back of her throat. Luke screamed, before a loud gulp filled his ears. The peristalsis pulled him down, and pushed him through her gooey throat.Luke was crushed and maneuvered back and forth in the girl's gullet. The constant sickening swallowing sounds continued to come from above, pushing him further and further down. His feet pressed against a tense muscle below him, before it opened up wide, accepting his whole body through the entrance. He fell for a brief second, before he landed in a gooey puddle on the squishy floor.Quickly he tried to stand up out of the horrible smelling fluid, but the wave of motion from the floor knocked him off balance. "Ew..." he mumbled as the strands of goo clung to him, almost dragging him back to the floor as he gripped the squishy wall."Luke!""Professah! Where are you?""Follow my voice!"Luke trudged blindly through the puddles of fluid, trying as hard as he could to keep stable. Once or twice he almost lost his balance, but managed to stay standing. He ran into the man, who kindly helped him up."Professor... I-...how are we going to get out of here?!" Luke cried out."I-...honestly don't know Luke..." The Professor whispered."It's horrible in here..." Luke sniffled. "It's dark, it's slimy... it smells horrible... I'm almost glad we don't have a light...I'm sure as pretty as Flora is on the outside... but in her..." Luke trailed off, trying to push the fact out of his head that he was now in the stomach of someone he knew. It shouldn't have even been possible. But he was. A loud gurgle came from around them to confirm it.All of a sudden, the room began to smell worse. Both their lungs began to burn. Thinner fluid began to run from the walls. Luke and Layton yelped, both pulling away from the fall, landing in the gooey floor."Aigh, that burned!" Luke screamed. Layton panicked."She's already beginning to digest us..." Layton shuddered. "So you mean that was stomach acid?!"Soon the whole room seemed to be in motion. Squelching noises sounded everywhere as the muscles began to rub and squeeze together. A loud groan sounded once again."What do we do now, Professor?!" Luke screamed above the sucking noises all around them.Layton was silent.Flora held her belly within her hands. She was still mighty hungry. The two barely did anything to satiate her hunger. She pulled out some bread and gathering a few ingredients, she prepared herself a sandwich, with a glass of water. Then she began to feast.Luke could hear the smacking sounds as she masticated above. He winced, the sloppy, gooey sounds of her making a meal of whatever she was eating so loud in his ears. Then a swallow as she gulped the mass of food down. It landed with a sticky splat in the middle of the floor. Luke winced.Another lump of chewed up food soon fell, followed by a rush of water flowing down, beginning to flood the room. Luke couldn't take it any longer.He ran over to the wall, pounding his fists in the flesh. "FLORA! LET US OUT! NOW!" He screamed, ignoring the burning of the acid on his knuckles."Luke, wai-""Professor, I don't care about this. I don't care that I'm hitting a girl! I DON'T WANT TO DIE IN HERE!" He screamed, pounding harder and harder. The wall let out a squelch, before seeming to push Luke backwards. He picked himself up, screaming, before plowing into the wall with his shoulder. The Professor listened in the silence.Meanwhile, Flora groaned slightly, a bit sickened by Luke's repeated blows. She forgot that they'd probably fight back so violently. She pressed down, trying to stop him. However, this only seemed to return with even more severe blows. Nausea began to fill. She choked back the bitter mass that seemed to be rising in his throat.Luke continued to mercilessly pound into the stomach walls, not giving up, not even realizing how tired he was. The acid licked at his ankles, the fluid levels rising fast. But he just wouldn't give up. He punched harder, with blows that would leave a bruise on the outside."Luke! Stop it!" A voice came from above. Luke ignored it."Professor, get over here and help me!" Luke screamed out. Layton nodded, charging into the girl's stomach with his shoulder. The whole room began to shake and wobble violently from the blow, as Layton and Luke fell backwards into the stinging acid. Luke cried out, while Layton grit his teeth.It was then a strange sound began to emerge. Not the gurgling of digestion, but rather, the gurgling of an upset stomach. A painful moan came from above. Followed by a gag. The floor of the room lurched upwards and squeezed together, the contents starting to rise up. Layton and Luke almost exploded with happiness.Flora was beginning to feel violently ill. She knew this was going to come about. But she just didn't imagine how horrible it would actually be. She felt her insides begin to twist and force the contents of her stomach into her throat. Instinctively, she swallowed, but that didn't keep her upset stomach from reversing the process.What happened next was not in the slightest what one would consider ladylike, as she expelled the contents of her stomach all over the wooden glazed table. She coughed and gagged, the horrible odor of gastric acid and half digested food filled the air. She took her glass of water, and rinsed out her mouth, spitting in the kitchen sink. She then moaned."Yuck..." Luke groaned as he pulled himself out of the sloppy mess. He looked down at himself. "Oh, gross!" His whole body was covered in food and a thick translucent, slightly green cover of slime. Layton also didn't quite look nice, as he pulled himself from the mess as well.Luke stumbled away from the pile of acid onto the more dry part of the table. He looked around, and spotted Flora."Hey!" He called over to her. She turned towards him, slightly embarrassed."Oh, hey...you're alright..." She grinned slightly."Only because we had to force ourselves out! Why did you do that Flora?! Oh, God, I'm gonna have to shower for weeks just go get this slime and smell off of me..." He desperately wiped as much slime as he could off of himself."I...I'm sorry, you two..." She seemed to have come to her senses now. "I don't know...why I did that...""We forgive you Flora..." Layton called out, now wearing his top hat once again. Luke sighed. "Alright, I guess I do forgive you...now please, tell me you know how to grow us back...""Well, I do have the recipe... Let me go prepare it real quick."----And thus, the two managed to grow back to their regular size. Well, at least it seemed so for the day. It was later that night that Luke had a bit of an adverse reaction to that potion...