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Drake saw that one customer at his bar. The guy had been coming just about every night with several of his friends. He was glad when his friends came, because they would pick up his drinks. Yet, when he came alone, it was a hassle. The guy would pay sometimes, but other times he wanted it on his tab with a promise to pay next time. This was getting old especially when all others would pay for their drinks up front.
Nate came to the bar like he normally does. He checked his wallet and saw his cash as a little short. The bartender would put it on my tab, he thought to himself. "Three shots of rum, please." He placed his order.
Drake looked at Nate, "are you paying this time or by tab." He asked him before pouring the drinks.
"Cash is a little short tonight. Put it on my tab. I will pay tomorrow when I come back." Nate said, waiting on his shots.
Drake poured the shots and slid them over to Nate. This was the last time for doing any tab for him. He poured another drink, but added something a little extra to it without Nate noticing. He waited for Nate to finish the three shots. "On the house for this one." He smiled as he slid the shot glass over to him.
"Thanks," Nate took the final shot down. A few minutes later he started to feel strange. "I need to go to the restroom." He said as he got up. He could tell something wasn't right. When he finally made it, things got even worse. The bathroom was empty, but it was getting larger by the second. He was confused, until reality set in. He was in fact shrinking in size. He hoped no one would come in until he figured why he was shrinking.
Drake walked in a restroom five minutes later. It was empty. He looked around and finally saw what he was looking for. A 3" tall Nate was cowering in a corner of the restroom. He laughed at first and then smiled.
Nate had barely avoided being stepped on by the last guy who came into the restroom. The guy didn't even see him down by his shoes. He didn't know how he was going to survive this new experience. When he heard giant foot steps again, he got scared. He looked up to see it was the kind bartender. "Nate, you got to help me. I was shrunken somehow." He screamed, hoping to get his attention. Yet, what he got he wasn't expecting. The bartender laughed at first and then smiled. It was like he was looking for him. "Please help me!" He pleaded.
Drake reached down and held Nate between his fingers before placing him in the palm of his hand. "Oh, I will help you. I will put you in a safe place for sure." He smiled at the tiny guy trembling with fear.
"Thank you, I really appreciate this. I don't know how I was shrunken, but I appreciate the help." Nate said, feeling a little relieved. Being in the giant's hand still was a little scary. But the bartender was always nice to him. There was a little trust there.
Drake picked up Nate with his fingers. He licked his lips and rubbed his belly. "I wonder how you will taste as I suck on you and swallow you." He had a smirk on his face.
"Wait, suck on me and swallow me?" Nate paused as a new fear set in. One that was worse than being crushed unknowingly under a stranger's shoe. "But you said you were going to put me in a safe place." He pleaded for an explanation. He didn't want to be eaten one bit.
"Yeah, my stomach. Time to go in, little guy." Drake lowered Nate into his mouth as the tiny was squirming in his grip. He dropped him in and sucked on him for a good thirty seconds before swallowing him whole. "You were tasty," he laughed as he walked out to the restroom to return to the bar. He could feel Nate struggling and squirming as he made his way down to his stomach. He returned to the bar as though nothing had happened, like it was a normal night at the bar.
Nate found that the more he struggled, the worse it got. He soon landed in Drake's stomach. He was so shocked the nice bartender would cruelly eat him. He continued to squirm in all that stomach acid that was starting to burn his skin. "Let me out, please!" He screamed, but all he could hear was the muffled sounds of the music outside the body he was trapped in.
Drake enjoyed the squirming, but knew soon it would be over. His tiny snack would be digested before the night was over.
The acid was starting to burn his skin even more. "Someone help me! I don't want to be digested! I will pay for my bar tab for sure!" Nate continued to scream and squirm in Drake's stomach that was tightening on and around him as the acid burned his skin.
Drake was amused at how much his snack was still so active in his stomach. "No use squirming in there, my little snack. Just accept your fate. It will be much easier on you. You're not getting out of there anytime soon." He smirked as he started to feel less squirming while tightening his stomach around his tasty snack.











