Eddie sat at the bar stirring his drink and reveling in his sudden good fortune. A few days earlier, it had looked like his chances of snagging any nookie on New Years Eve were slim and none. Then Angela walked into his life and everything seemed to change for the better.

Every Saturday for as long as he could remember, he'd headed over to Bubba's Saloon for a few drinks, a little pool, and to check out the babes. Lately though, he'd been on a real losing streak. It seemed like every chick he tried to hit on was either waiting for her boyfriend, not into guys, or not into HIM in particular. The Saturday before New Years had been particularly humiliating as he set a new personal benchmark by being shot down by seven different women in less than an hour. Knowing when he was licked, he eventually skulked over to a far corner of the bar and ordered a beer and two shots of Jack Daniels. If he wasn't going to score, at least he was going to get good and trashed. He quickly slammed down the shots and was just getting ready to do the beer when he felt a warm hand on his shoulder. Eddie turned to his left and nearly fell off his stool at the sight of the gorgeous brunette standing beside him.

'Hi sweetie, mind if I sit down next to you? I'm in town on business, I don't know anybody, and I just HATE to drink alone.'

'Uh, heck no, PLEASE sit down!!', he stammered. 'Could I buy you a drink? By the way, my name's Eddie.'

'Hi Eddie, I'm Angela' she said sweetly as she sat down next to him. 'I'd love a drink, thanks!!'

Eddie ordered Angela a Vodka & tonic, and ordered a Jack Daniels on the rocks for himself. Suddenly, getting drunk wasn't such a high priority any more.

'So, what's a cute guy like you doing sitting here all by yourself?'

'You know, I've been asking myself that all night', Eddie said. I guess I was just sitting here waiting for you.'

'Well, here I am sugar, and I want you to know that I think you're really hot. I'm glad none of those loser bimbos tried to hook up with you before I got here. Now, I can have you all to myself.'

Eddie had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. Stuff like this just didn't happen to a sleaze like him. But, since it had, he was determined to take maximum advantage of the situation. He proceeded to chat and pound down drinks with Angela until closing time.

'Eddie, I had such a good time tonight. I was wondering, what are you doing for New Years Eve?'

'Uh, well, I really didn't have any solid plans. I'm open to suggestion', Eddie said.

'I've got a great idea', Angela cooed. 'Why don't we meet here tomorrow night about 9. We can have a few drinks and then go back to my hotel room and ring in the New Year together in a very special way.'

'Wow, you bet!! That sure as heck beats anything I had planned.'

Eddie walked Angela to her car, kissed her good night, and then headed back to his own car. An evening that had started out sucking most heinously had turned out to be one of the best nights of his life. Not only was he probably going to get laid on New Years Eve, but he was going to get laid by a quality chick for a change. As he got into his car, he glanced at the doorway to Bubba's and saw a woman staring at him, a woman even more gorgeous than Angela. He looked again as he pulled out of the parking lot, but by that time the woman was no longer there.

'Damn, I guess I'm just irresistible tonight. Well, mystery lady, I don't know who you are, but you're just going to have to wait in line. Eddie's all booked up right now!!'

When he got back to his place, he mixed himself another little drink and replayed the whole wonderful evening in his mind. Eventually, he fell asleep on the couch.

When he got up the next morning, he wondered if Angela had been real. He didn't have her phone number or any other evidence that yesterday's events had actually happened. At any rate, he wasn't going to take any chances. He was going to show up at the bar, and hopefully, Angela would too.

That evening, he arrived at Bubba's a little early to be sure he got a parking spot. He had about half an hour to kill before Angela arrived, so, he plopped down at the bar for a quick one. As he sat stirring his drink, he glanced to his left and spotted the same woman who'd been staring at him the previous evening. She was sitting alone at a table nursing a drink, seemingly oblivious to Eddie's presence. He looked away for just a few seconds to take a sip of his drink. When he looked back at the woman's table, she was gone.

'Damn, I've never seen a chick that could disappear in such a hurry!!' he said to himself. He was used to women splitting whenever he looked at them, but this seemed unusual, even for him. He shrugged his shoulders and attended to his drink. He was in too good a mood for any weird shit to bother him.

He made quick work of his drink, turned around to try to catch the bartender's attention, and was startled to find the mysterious woman sitting next to him smiling seductively.

'Hello Eddie, my name's Josette, and I'd like to show you something. Just sit still for a second and watch. You don't need to say anything'

Eddie willingly complied. He wasn't sure if he was capable of talking anyway. This babe was so smoking that she made Angela look like an old dishrag.

The woman stirred her drink for a couple of seconds. Then she reached in, plucked out a small ice cube, popped it into her mouth, and began sucking on it sensuously. She then moved her chair closer to Eddie's and pointed at her mouth. Eddie instinctively looked as she opened wide and began playing with the ice cube with her tongue. He stared in amazement as she deftly twirled the ice cube around with her tongue, occasionally letting it slide all the way to the back of her mouth so that she could squeeze it between her tonsils. When it had melted to about half it's original size, she pointed at her mouth again. Then, in one quick motion she lowered her tongue, let the ice cube slide past her tonsils to the very back of her mouth, and swallowed it, all the while keeping her mouth wide open so that Eddie could see everything that was happening.

Beads of sweat were rolling down Eddie's forehead, and he had an unsightly bulge forming in his pants that seemed to have caught Josette's attention. She quickly reached over, put her hand between his legs, and began deftly massaging his groin.

'Let me get to the point Eddie. I love the feeling of swallowing things. I hope you liked my little demonstration with the ice cube. However, what REALLY turns me on is the feeling of a guy's warm flesh sliding deep down my throat. I'd love to feel your warm flesh sliding down my throat Eddie. Do you think there's any way I could talk you into letting that happen tonight? Why don't we leave and go back to my hotel room right now?'.

She increased the intensity of her stimulation of his now screaming erection as she waited for him to respond.

'Gosh, I'd LOVE to accommodate you' he gasped, 'but my date will be here in a few minutes and I can't just stand her up!!'

'I know who your date is Eddie, and she's a bitch!! Trust me, if you leave with me right now, I promise to give you a New Year's Eve that'll blow your socks off. Five minutes alone with me and you'll forget all about Angela. Oh Eddie, I'm soooooo hot for you. Let's get out of here, NOW!!!!

Eddie didn't need any more persuading. To heck with Angela. The only thing on his mind right now was getting behind closed doors with Josette as quickly as possible, and doing something to relieve his aching balls. Like most guys, Eddie would do anything for a blowjob, and he was sure that was what Josette was hinting at. What else could she have meant?

'Let's get the heck outta here quick, before Angela shows up', he said.

They dashed out the door, jumped into his car, and sped away from the parking lot. Eddie glanced into his mirror, and saw Angela's car pulling into the other entrance. He hoped that she hadn't seen him pulling out. He really felt like a prick standing her up like this, but damn, this was the opportunity of a lifetime. Anyway, she was just visiting town and he'd probably never see her again anyway. The guilt quickly passed as Josette continued to playfully toy with his groaning sexual apparatus.

In less than 5 minutes, they pulled into the parking lot of Josette's hotel. In another two minutes, they were in her room fucking like minks.

Any lingering guilt Eddie felt about sneaking out on Angela vanished with his first of many orgasms. Eddie's only worry now was whether or not he'd ever live to see the new year. He'd hate to have a heart attack in the middle of the screwing of a lifetime.

At about 15 minutes to midnight, Josette finally appeared to be satiated.

'Well Eddie, are you glad you came back here with me instead of waiting for Angela?'

'Who's Angela?' Eddie croaked as he gasped for air.

'I'll take that as a yes!! By the way, I have a very special surprise planned for you at midnight. First, let me go get something from the kitchen. I'll be right back.'

Josette slipped out of the bedroom and returned in a few minutes with two glasses filled with an amber liquid.

'This is a VERY old and rare brandy, Eddie. I only pull it out for extraordinary occasions, and I'd say that this qualifies.'

She handed him his glass, and watched intently as he took a big swig.

'Wow, this stuff is great!!', Eddie said. 'Josette, this has been the most fabulous New Years Eve of my life!! The only thing that would make it better would be if we were someplace warm and exotic. I HATE this place in the wintertime.'

'Guess what Eddie? I can make that happen for you!! I can virtually guarantee that you'll be spending New Years in a warm and incredibly exotic place. In fact, I'd say the temperature's probably in the 90's there right now.'

'Wow, no kidding!! Don't tell me you're a travel agent and can snag us a couple of free flights to Tahiti or something?'

'No Eddie, not Tahiti. It's far more exotic than that. Unfortunately, I can't go with you.'

'Hey, I don't want to go anywhere without you. How come you can't go?'

'Well Eddie, I might not be going where you're going, but, I'll sort of be there anyway.'

'Oh, I get it!! This is some kind of riddle, and if I solve it I get a blowjob, right?'

'Not exactly Eddie. I do plan to eat you tonight, but not in the biblical sense. By the way, how are you feeling. Are you starting to feel a little dizzy?'

'Now that you mention it, I do feel a tad woozy. That's some strong stuff!! Hey, wait a minute, what the heck's happening? What's going on?? Oh shit!!!!'

Everything became a blur to Eddie as it suddenly felt like his entire body was undergoing some horrible transformation. In a matter of seconds, he was reduced to a height of two inches.

'Oh goodie!!', Josette said, 'I'm glad you didn't shrink too much. I love to feel my little men sliding all the way down my throat, and when they're too small, it spoils all my fun.'

'Oh, I get it. You put some ACID in that brandy, and now I'm tripping. That's the trip you were talking about, right??'

'No Eddie, you're not tripping. You're actually two inches tall, and in about one minute I'm going to EAT you. I'm going to swallow you ... ALIVE. You're going to be ringing in the New Year from the most exotic place imaginable, inside my stomach!! The only acid you need to be worried about is the stuff in by tummy that's going to be digesting you in a few minutes.'

'NOOOOO!!! This isn't possible? Why the heck do you want to eat me? You told me that you thought I was a really hot dude!!'

'Oh Eddie, I just said that to lure you here. Actually, you're the biggest loser I've ever encountered in all my hundreds of years of life. That's why I chose YOU for my Centennial meal. I have to absorb new life energy by eating somebody at the stoke of midnight on the last day of every century, thus retaining my powers and beauty for another hundred years. I figured I'd do women everywhere a big favor and eat YOU!! Try to look on the bright side. At least you got the best screwing of your life, and, you won't be waking up tomorrow with a hangover!!'

'Bong, Bong, Bong'

'Oh oh, there goes the clock, time for you to assume the gulping position so that I can swallow you at EXACTLY the stroke of midnight. Just think of this as the ultimate French kiss. Bye Bye Eddie!!'

'Bong, Bong, Bong'

Josette picked Eddie up by the ankles, opened her mouth incredibly wide, and dropped him face first onto her saliva drenched tongue. The instant he landed on the nearly frictionless surface he began sliding, until his head was wedged between her tonsils and he was staring directly down her yawning throat. Then she raised her tongue and dropped her uvula on top of him to hold him in place.

'Bong, Bong'

Eddie screamed, but he knew it was no use. He was going to be swallowed alive, and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.

'Bong, Bong'

He heard a deep growl emanating from the depths of the darkness he was staring into. Eddie knew that the sound was coming from Josette's stomach, and that it was eagerly awaiting his imminent arrival.

'Bong, Bong, GULP!!!'

At the exact stroke of midnight Josette swallowed, sending Eddie hurtling into the absolute darkness of her esophagus. The silky smoothness of her pulsing gullet quickly and efficiently carried him downward until he squeezed through a narrow opening and dropped into a gooey pool of indescribable slime. He was glad it was too dark to see anything.

'Wow Eddie, I felt you sliding all the way down!! I hope you didn't hurt yourself when you fell into my stomach, not that it makes a whole lot of difference, given your circumstances. Is it warm enough for you?'

Listening to Josette's mocking voice was really pissing Eddie off. He futilely punched the lining of her stomach as hard as he could, but it only made him slip and fall over backwards into the ever expanding pool of her digestive juices. His lungs were stinging from the acid in the air, and he knew he'd be a goner before long. He heard the muffled sound of fireworks coming from somewhere outside Josette's body, and he just had to laugh at his ridiculous situation. 'Happy fucking New Year!!!' he shouted. He knew it was no use struggling. He just sat down and waited to be digested.

'Well, that takes care of THAT little chore for another hundred years. Poor Eddie. What a loser!!'

Josette had just poured herself a glass of wine when she heard a knock at the door.

'Now who could be stopping by at THIS time of the night?', she wondered.

She walked over to the door and looked through the peephole at Angela's scowling face.

'What do YOU want BITCH?'

'You know very well what I want, SLUT!! Now let me in before I kick down the door!!!'

Josette opened the door, and a very pissed Angela stormed into the room.

'Ok you miserable whore, what's the idea of stealing Eddie. He was MY Centennial meal!!! It's after midnight, and I haven't eaten anyone!!!'

'The operative phrase is WAS your meal. Hey, you snooze, you lose lady. Anyway, I owed you for trying to steal MY Centennial meal last time, remember? Anyway, it's not MY fault that you're such a pathetic hag that you couldn't find another guy in three whole hours. Heck, it only took me 5 minutes to bag Eddie.'

'We'll see who's pathetic!!', Angela fumed. 'This isn't over yet!!!'

'Oh, and what exactly can you do to me? Your magic powers are gone now, while mine are stronger then ever. Maybe I'll just turn you into a cockroach and step on you. AH ha ha ha ha!!!'

Josette didn't notice that Angela was slowly inching closer to her. Suddenly, she lunged at Josette and pricked her arm with the pointy tip of the ring she was wearing. Josette instantly fell onto the floor, unable to move or speak. Angela looked down at her and smiled a wicked smile.

'I don't think you'll be putting any magic spells on ME bitch!! My ring injected you with enough curare to paralyze a horse, and if you can't talk, you can't utter any incantations. Oh, by the way, there was also some shrinking potion in the ring, and it should start kicking in right about ... NOW!!'

Right on cue Josette began shrinking, and didn't stop until she was two inches high. Inside her stomach, Eddie was still conscious and listening intently to everything that was going on.

'Ok Josette my dear, you know what happens now. Article 12, Section 42, Subsection 2 of the Witches and Warlocks handbook clearly states that since you ate Eddie at the stroke of midnight, and since he's still inside you, I can eat YOU and re-attain all my powers and beauty, even though it's after midnight.'

Angela then picked up Josette by the ankles and dangled her upside down just inches from her lips. Angela's eyes bulged in horror at what was about to happen. She wanted to shriek and fight back, but she couldn't move a muscle.

'I'm really going to enjoy this. Bye Bye Josette, I hope you're not afraid of the dark!!!'

With that, she sucked Josette into her mouth and swallowed her in a single motion. Josette could do nothing as she quickly slid down Angela's dark, slippery throat and dropped into her steamy stomach. As she lay there digesting, she began slowly regaining a tiny portion of her powers of speech. Using all her strength, she began weakly mumbling an ancient incantation. Unfortunately for her, she was only able to finish part of the incantation before the relentless churning of Angela's stomach submerged her head and face in a pool of digestive juices, reducing the remainder of her words to unintelligible gurgles. She had intended to cast a spell that would have rendered her impervious to digestion. However, since the incantation was incomplete, so was the spell's effect.

'Well, this has certainly been an interesting evening', Angela said. 'Can you hear me Josette? Has my stomach acid started to nip at your toes yet? It's too bad you can't move. I'd REALLY like to feel you thrashing around inside of me while I slowly digest you!! This is payback time Jossie, for me and for poor Eddie too. I'll bet you treated him really bad before you ate him, just like you always do to your Centennial meals. I thought he was kind of sweet in a pathetic sort of way. Of course I would have still eaten him, but at least I'd have treated him nice, unlike you!!'

Josette listened but could do nothing as her consciousness slowly faded. Angela's stomach had begun churning vigorously as it started turning Josette into a watery slurry that would soon be sucked into her intestines for final processing.

Angela smiled contentedly. She spotted Josette's untouched glass of wine sitting on the counter and picked it up.

'Why Jossie, how sweet of you to pour me a drink!! They say that there's nothing like a good glass of wine to aid the digestive process!! Why don't we just see if that's true?'.

Angela sat on the couch and happily sipped the glass of Chardonnay. She managed to kill the entire bottle, and eventually flopped down on the couch and fell asleep.

Inside Josette's stomach, Eddie laughed feebly with what little strength he had left. Then he too fell asleep, expecting to never awaken again. He was wrong.

Luckily for him, Josette's incomplete spell had rendered her stomach and a few other internal organs impervious to Angela's digestive juices. And, Josette's own digestive processes had ceased once her life had passed from her body. Eddie awoke a few hours later totally disoriented, and shocked to discover that he was still alive. When his head cleared, he noticed that the acid production and churning that would have resulted in his inevitable digestion seemed to have ceased.

Initially, Eddie was totally perplexed as to why he was still alive. However, as he sat there in the absolute total darkness of Josette's stomach, his mind and senses began taking over for his eyes, working much more efficiently than they ever had before. It became apparent to him that somehow the stomach that just a short while ago had threatened to dissolve him had now become sort of a protective cocoon. He didn't know exactly why, but he didn't really care. All he knew was that maybe he had a slim chance to get out of this situation alive.

He figured that by now he must have exited from Angela's stomach, and be somewhere in her intestines. He knew that eventually nature would take it's course, and that he would be expelled from her body as part of her next bowel movement. He also knew that if he was flushed down the toilet that he'd probably drown. He realized immediately that he needed to formulate an escape plan ... FAST!! He needed to somehow get out of Josette's stomach into Angela's intestines, and then find a way to sneak out her butthole undetected before she had a chance to take a dump and send him swirling to a watery grave. His major problem was that he was so small that it would probably take him forever to make his way from wherever he was to her exit portal. Since Josette had initially shrunk him to a height of two inches, and Angela had shrunk Josette to a height of two inches, he was probably about the size of a grain of rice about now.

As he sat pondering what to do next, he began to feel something happening to him. He couldn't be sure because of the darkness, but, he felt like he might be growing! Perhaps the shrinking potion that he had taken was wearing off!! It was probably never intended that anyone who took it would remain undigested long enough to un-shrink!!!

'Woo Hoo!!!' Eddie shouted, realizing that now he had a chance to escape. But first he had to get out of Josette's stomach. He figured that his best avenue of escape was through the top or her stomach, since he'd likely have to swim through a pool of lingering digestive juices to get to the bottom, an unappealing thought. Normally, the upper valve would have been out of his reach. However, Josette's stomach seemed to be lying on it's side allowing him to crawl horizontally until he found the top opening. He was somewhat hesitant to leave the protective confines of Josette's stomach, but, he knew that he had no other choice. He slowly squeezed himself through the tight valve, felt around, and determined that Josette's esophagus was no longer intact. He was now sitting on top of her stomach, somewhere in Angela's intestines. The big question was where exactly was he, and, which way was the way out. If he started crawling the wrong way, he was screwed. A sudden shift in Angela's pre-shit mass provided the answer he sought. He could tell by the direction of the movement he had just felt that any hope of escape lay to his left. He gingerly began working his way along the exterior wall of Josette's stomach until he reached it's bottom. Now, it was the moment of truth. He knew that in order to escape, he'd have to hop off Josette's stomach and tunnel his way through an unknown quantity of shit to get to Angela's butthole. One thing he had going for him was that his rate of growth seemed to be accelerating. He could almost put his arms half way around the tiny segment of small intestine that remained attached to the lower portion of Josette's stomach, which meant that he must be nearly one inch tall by now. He knew he had to get going before he got big enough for Angela to detect his movements inside her. He said a short prayer and then leaped off of Josette's stomach into the pitch black void.

He landed with a gentle plop on Angela's intestinal wall, and breathed a sigh of relief that he wasn't buried up to his neck in excretia. At least now he could use her intestinal wall as a point of reference as he moved forward.

Before beginning his journey, he just sat for a minute to gather his thoughts and to listen to the sounds all around him. Angela's body was certainly a noisy place. Eddie had been in total darkness now for many hours, and his heightened sense of hearing picked up Angela's heartbeat, breathing, and even the sound of blood coursing through her veins and arteries. Loudest of all was the constant growling and gurgling coming from her intestines. A particularly loud growl snapped him out of his reflective mood and reminded him of the task at hand. He quickly got on his knees and began crawling. In a few seconds he encountered resistance ahead of him, and knew that he'd run into a clump of solidifying waste material. It wouldn't be the last clump he encountered. He took a deep breath and began tunneling, hoping the cave he was creating wouldn't collapse on top of him.

'It's just mashed potatoes, it's just mashed potatoes!!' he said to himself over & over again as he burrowed furiously through the spongy mass. Eventually he hit an air pocket, and resumed crawling unimpeded along Angela's silky smooth intestinal wall. He repeated this process dozens of times, surviving several nearly disastrous cave-in's, until he reached a point where the intestinal walls seemed to be narrowing into a funnel shape. He had finally reached Angela's anus!!

'Angela's Anus, what a great name for a punk rock group', he thought as he prepared himself for his escape attempt. By now, he figured he was about two inches high again. All he could do now was hope that Angela was sleeping soundly enough that she wouldn't awaken as he emerged from her body. He inched slowly ahead until his hand encountered what seemed to be a very tight sphincter. This was it. He carefully pushed his hands and arms through the opening of her butthole, and then stuck his shoulders and head out. The first thing he did was fill his lungs with fresh air for the first time in hours. His eyes were in agony from the bright lights of the room. Even though it was being filtered through Angela's panties, it seemed blinding. He heard a sudden sound, and was relieved that it was merely Angela snoring softly. She hadn't awoke!!! He quickly pulled the rest of his body through her bunghole, carefully lifted the elastic band of her panties, and jumped down onto the couch.

'Thank goodness she wasn't wearing jeans or panty hose!!' he thought as he hurriedly scampered along the sofa cushion, looking for a way to get off the couch and onto the floor. Just then, Angela rolled over, and Eddie was nearly trapped under her monstrous leg. He dived out of harms way just in the nick of time. When he reached the edge of the sofa, he grabbed hold of a large seam that ran from the top to the bottom, and used it to climb down to the floor. Then, he ran away from the couch as quickly as he could. He was nearly 3 inches tall now, and if Angela awoke she'd spot him for sure. His next problem would be to find a way out of the apartment. He could probably crawl under the door, but then what would he do? He was pretty much bare naked, it was freezing cold outside, and with his luck he'd probably be eaten by a cat or something!! He decided that his best option would be to hide somewhere in the apartment until he regained his full size. He squeezed himself under the door to the laundry and furnace room, crawled under a large pile of dirty clothes, and collapsed. He was totally exhausted, and quickly fell sound asleep. A couple of hours later, he awoke to the sound of a piercing shriek.

'My magic, where's my magic?' he heard Angela screaming. She'd obviously woken up, tried a few spells, and discovered that they didn't work.

'Wait a minute, what's with all these little brown footprints leading away from the couch. Nooooo!!! He couldn't have escaped from inside me!!! There's no way!!! EDDIE, are you hiding in here someplace?'

She followed the telltale tracks to the furnace room, flung open the door, and found Eddie lying buck naked under a pile of dirty laundry, completely coated with a thin brown patina of shit. He was nearly full size by this time. He quickly jumped up, wrapped an old blanket around himself, and bolted from the room with Angela in full pursuit.

'Come back here right now and let me eat you!!!', she pleaded as Eddie dashed out the apartment door. Angela ran after him for a short while, but then gave up and returned to Josette's place. Her magic was gone, as was her eternal youth. She was now completely mortal, and the thought made her break down in tears. Eddie could hear her sorrowful wailing as he sprinted barefoot down the snowy streets, barely feeling the cold.

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A couple of weeks later, things had pretty much returned to normal for Eddie. The burns on his skin that had been made by Josette's digestive juices had mostly healed, leaving behind only a ruddy glow. Everyone thought he'd just spent a little too much time at the tanning salon, and that was fine with him. There was no way he was going to tell anyone what had really happened.

It was Saturday again, and time to resume his weekly treks to Bubba's. When he got there, he followed his usual routine of trying to hit on a few of the new women who didn't know him, and therefore hadn't had a chance to shoot him down yet. He struck out, as usual, but somehow it didn't bother him at all. With a smile on his face, he moseyed over to his favorite barstool and ordered his usual two shots of Jack Daniels and a beer. He downed one shot and chased it with a big swig of brew. He was just getting ready to slug down the second shot when he felt an all too familiar hand on his shoulder. He turned around and looked into Angela's smiling face.

'Hey, get the heck away from me. You can't eat me with all these people around!!'

'Eddie, take it easy. I'm just a normal woman now. I don't have any more magical powers. I just wanted to let you know that I'm sorry for all that Josette and I put you through, and I wanted to buy you a drink as a peace offering. I also wanted to let you know that I really meant it when I thought you were hot. I didn't say that just so I could lure you back to my place and eat you.'

Eddie sipped his beer and cast a wary glance in Angela's direction. Part of him wanted to tell her to get lost. Another part of him, the horny part, was willing to give her a second chance.

'Ok, I forgive you' he said, 'But, you'd better not try to eat me again.'

'Eddie, Eddie, Eddie!! I'm a reformed woman now. Trust me!!'

The two of them sat at the bar drinking and chatting until closing time. Eddie was glad he hadn't told Angela to take a hike. Maybe she really did like him after all. They got up and headed outside together.

'Eddie, why don't you come back to my place and let me show you how sorry I really am for what happened?'

'Uh, I'm not sure I'm quite ready for that yet', Eddie said.

Angela moved closer to Eddie, and put her warm hand on his crotch.

'Hmmmm Eddie, you mouth is saying no, but your dick is saying yes. Listen to your dick Eddie, it knows what's best for you.'

'You're absolutely SURE you won't try to eat me?' Eddie said.

'Positive, TRUST me!!' Angela cooed sweetly.

Something inside him said to run, run like the wind. But, his throbbing erection was telling him otherwise. Anyway, Angela had no reason to try to eat him now. He'd heard her conversation with Josette regarding the rules for eating Centennial meals, and it would do her no good to eat him at this point.

So, they hopped in his car, and off they sped to Angela's apartment. They rushed inside, ripped off each other's clothes, and dashed into the bedroom.

Eddie was in such a hurry that he didn't have a chance to notice the dog-eared book that Angela had carelessly left lying on her coffee table. It was a very old leather bound book, and it was turned to a page titled Article 12, Section 42, Subsection 3. It read 'If a Centennial meal somehow manages to escape digestion, it can be re-swallowed at any subsequent time as long as it was previously swallowed at exactly the stroke of midnight in accordance with Article 12, Section 42, Subsections 1 or 2 of this manual. Upon complete digestion of the meal, all of the swallower's powers and youth will be fully restored.'

The rhythmic sound of creaking bedsprings coming from Angela's bedroom was abruptly punctuated by a loud yelp of protest from Eddie.

'OW!! You stuck me with something!!!'

'Oh Eddie I'm so sorry, It must have been this silly old ring I'm wearing. Please forgive me!!'

'Well OK, but only if you give me a blowjob.'

'Oh, you can count on me eating you Eddie. TRUST me!!'