(This was a custom request based on the following)

I’m on your countertop when you walk in the room eating gummy bears. You pop a few in your mouth
and then pause with your mouth full when you notice me. You gulp down the gummies in your mouth
and look at me with a smile.
“What are you, you cute little thing?” you ask. “Did someone not think I was up from my nap yet?”
You walk over to the counter and lean over on your elbows over me.
“You made the wrong choice today tiny man,” you say.
You say how you thought you’d gotten all of us since you hadn’t seen a tiny person in a while. The last
one was some tiny woman a few weeks ago. I get angered by this comment and you ask if I knew her?
You tell me she was quite the fighter and then straighten up to show me your stomach. You say she
lasted almost four days inside you, thrashing and fighting till the end. You tell me she’s long been
digested though.
You say there’s no use fighting what comes next and I should just accept my fate to make it easier. You
lower your head to the counter’s edge and tell me I should walk right in. I turn to run, but before I can
jump from the counter top, you’re below it, looking up with your mouth wide open.

“That’s quite the drop,” you say, “I can cushion the fall for you!”
I stand there mesmerized by your maw for a moment, almost tempted to jump in as I near the edge.
Instead, I turn again and run across the counter and try to escape again. You are there again with you
mouth open trying to catch me in it. This happens a few more times until you seem to get fed up. You
give me an choice.

You say that either way you’re going to eat me, but if I don’t go willingly, you’ll just chew me up with
your teeth and make it painful. If I do go willingly, you’ll swallow me whole and alive, and who knows,
maybe I can survive your stomach? You say it’s time for a leap of faith and then disappear behind the
counter top.
I walk over and look down to see you lying on the ground below with your mouth open, beckoning me
to jump. I stare at your open throat again and contemplate what you said. I look back and forth between
your mouth and your exposed belly, I make a choice and jump down onto your belly, bouncing off and
hitting the ground. I run and hide in the room as you get up to look for me.

You walk around and comment how you’re getting annoyed, and those gummy bears aren’t going to
hold your appetite. I try to run but you spot me and your foot comes down hard in front of me. I stop
and look up at you towering over me.
“Aww, did I break your leg?” you ask, sarcastically concerned, “Well maybe if you didn’t try to run.”

You get down on your hands and knees over me.
“I’m still going to swallow you whole,” you say. “It’s just not as fun having a mangled body float around
in my stomach as it is feeling you thrash and struggle as you digest.”

You open your mouth wide and slowly lower it towards me. Right as you are about to engulf me, you
snap your teeth shut and giggle. You instead pick me up and stand up dangling me high above your
head. You show off your body and tell me to take one last look at where I’m going to go. You then slowly
lower me down into your throat.
(3 rd Person)
You loudly gulp me down and trace my path down your throat and into your stomach. You slap your
stomach and let out a burp. You tease me and say I probably didn’t think I’d end up inside a giantess’s
stomach today. You tell me you lied about me having a chance to survive, no one has ever survived your
stomach, let alone your intestines. You say I’ll be digested in a day or two. You say to hold onto those
gummy bears while they’re still there. You then sit down to watch some TV while slowly caressing your
stomach.
(Notes)
Please wear some black leggings/yoga pants and a bra as well as glasses. Use similar angles as “The
Platform” video. Please don’t go super close up on the 3 rd person shots, I like to be able to see most of
your body. Any dialogue/ actions you think would add to the video please do, ya’ll are the ones who
make all these so you know what works best. Thanks!

The Greedy Opportunist