(Came up with this whilst chewing gum on my way to work)

Main themes: beginning of Vore process, soft vore, mouthplay, chewing, teasing, tongue play.

I locked the house as I left for work. Walked up the drive and clambered into my car.

It’s always the same routine: wake up at 2am, brush teeth, shower, throw a coffee down my neck, browse X for any local news, then set off whilst chewing gum to keep myself awake.

This time was different.

I plugged my phone in, got my music going, started the car and reached to the left and grabbed my tub of gum. As I lifted it to my mouth, one bit of gum dropped in, quickly followed by something else At first I believed it was just another bit of gum. So I pinned it under my tongue and began chewing.

You woke up in a strange place, it was dark but bright at the same time, the ground underneath you was solid, but any signs of the sun, or the sky, or even a door- were nowhere to be seen. The air was pleasant, however it smelt like mint, your mouth began cold with the minty air you were inhaling. And it stung to breathe using your nose. “This smells similar to the factory.” You thought to yourself.

Suddenly you heard the sound of metal creaking against metal followed by a colossal slam of what you believed to be a car door, you began yelling: “HELP, H E L P IM TRAPPED AND I DON’T KNOW WHERE I AM!”

Nobody answered your desperate plea’s however, you felt the ground beneath you begin to shift and light flooded in like water from a collapsing dam as the lid to your container opened and you realised where you were. Next to you was a mint the same size, (if not - slightly smaller) than you. And you realised what had happened.

The factory you worked at produced breath mints which were world famous by the flavours and how popular they were for all audiences. Unfortunately one of your co-workers had dropped a shrinking tablet in with the mint-gums and when it came to you having to taste test them, you must have swallowed one by mistake. As a moment later you had passed out on the line.

That however raises an important question, how long had I been passed out for? Hours? Days? Weeks? Months?! And now here you were in a tub of gum, that was being lifted up, to who knows where?

You felt the gravity begin to shift as the tub was tilted more to its side. You, like the gum around you, had no choice but to obey gravity as you realised what was happening. A giant man who looked to be around 20 was about to throw a mint into his mouth straight from the tub. Going off the shadows made by his hand, his fingers were too large to fit in the tub.

As gravity performed it’s works and the giant shook the tub, you saw the gum next to you drop into his gaping chasm of a mouth, the walls of which were slick with saliva, the tongue a giant slab of meat and muscle that looked as though it could crush anything in its wake, his teeth like the white cliffs of Dover, giant and threatening to come crushing down upon anything unlucky enough to find themselves beneath them.

It was almost hypnotic.

You were quickly snapped out of it as you found the ground beneath you fading away with the air: Was this it? Were you really about to become this man’s food?

Questions filled your mind like a flood as time seemed to slow around you, it wasn’t that far to fall, but it seemed like forever until you fell against his tongue, and you saw his lips and teeth close as the light of day vanished into nothing behind you.

The tongue lifted as gravity and air pressure forced you backwards towards his jaw as you fell next to his lower teeth and gums. They were solid, but soft nonetheless.

You bathed in the moist cavern of his mouth as wave after wave of his breath washed over you, you saw his tongue flick up and at the tip of it, you spotted the end of the gum disappear behind the colossal wall.

You watched horrified as his teeth came together in a deafening crescendo of bone against bone, flesh against flesh, tooth to gum. It was like having a million sets of drums all pound the bass at the same time in a ritualistic rhythm. As though marking your sacrifice to some unknown higher being before a slaughter: which never came. The overpowering smell of mint surrounded you, and his saliva became infected with the flavour of the gum you saw tipping into the jaws of the giant beyond the Great Wall of tongue. Which was very quickly making a second appearance as it came down onto you, crashing with the force of a head on traffic collision into you.

And on you… It stayed? But why? What cruel torture did the giant have in mind for you? The best continued around you as the gun was pulverised into a hard slime like substance, and you became coated with the giants saliva as he did so. Why would he keep you under his tongue whilst he consumed his treat? Was he… teasing you? Showing you what was yet to come? Were you next? You quickly succumbed to your fears as the tongue held you down. It didn’t seem as though he would release you until he was satisfied he had drained the gun of its flavour.

You had to fight back.

“Make him notice you” - you thought to yourself as you used every fibre of your small and meagre being against his colossal tongue. You struggled hard to free just an arm, and began pounding against it with all of your might…

Then around you, all air seemed to vanish as the tongue recoiled, and you couldn’t breathe as everything was sucked to the back of his mouth (excluding yourself, who now lay in a pool of his saliva, bound by its sticky and heavy slime-like compounds) the smell of the gum was gone, the taste remained in the saliva.

GULP

He’d swallowed it. Another second passed and suddenly you could breathe again, the air was back, saliva began to pool around you again, and his breathing returned to normal.

But what happened next? How long had it been? How long had you been trapped on here? Was he going to let you out? Were you next? So many questions. All left to be answered… As once again his tongue flew down towards you on another attempted bombing run? But what now?

(I plan to continue writing this story depending on how you as the audience react to it. So please enjoy part one of my story. I look forward to reading everyone’s reviews. Unless it features more Vore based themes, I will mainly be posting this to r/macrofetish)