Lindsey is sitting in her chair, just relaxing, when she feels something poking out from the side of the chair cushion. She reaches down to see what it is, and it is a tiny little shrunken black man! What a little pervert, hiding there and spying on her! She wonders how long he has been there watching her. She picks him up between her fingertips and holds him close to her face, scolding him for being such a creep and spying on her like that. She starts licking him, tasting each part of him, and scaring him into wondering what she might do to him next with her mouth. He is so tiny and powerless...

Lindsey is sitting in her chair, just relaxing, when she feels something poking out from the side of the chair cushion. She reaches down to see what it is, and it is a tiny little shrunken black man! What a little pervert, hiding there and spying on her! She wonders how long he has been there watching her. She picks him up between her fingertips and holds him close to her face, scolding him for being such a creep and spying on her like that. She starts licking him, tasting each part of him, and scaring him into wondering what she might do to him next with her mouth. He is so tiny and powerless next to her, and she could do anything she wanted to him. She has a little fun with him and toys with him, putting him into her mouth and sucking on him and rolling him around in all her saliva. Every once in a while his little head pops out and his arms come flailing out from between her lips, trying to escape, but he's no match for her. She simply sucks him body back into her mouth, and then she starts gnawing on him. She doesn't bite down too hard, but she traps him between her molars and squeeeeezes his little body between them, crushing him between her teeth and almost ending his life. She wants to feel him inside of her though, and so while he has still got a little bit of life left in him, she swallows him whole and feels him moving down her esophagus as her throat muscles contract and move him further down, closer and closer to her stomach. She feels him enter her stomach, and although she can still feel the pleasurable feeling of him tickling the lining of her stomach with his flailing limbs, she does feel him begin to get weaker and weaker as he is attacked by her stomach acids. She still talks to him, telling him that he has served the greatest purpose that any man could serve, by being her meal and being inside of her now. She talks about how he is going to digest inside of her, and how he is going to come out the other end when her body no longer has a use for him.