Box
by Oddmund Gratz




A flash of light crossed the dark sky, almost blinding me. I tried to move my hand across my face to shield my eyes from the painful light, but my arms felt heavy by my side. I squinted to try and make out the shapes above my head.

The ground moved. I tried to move my body, roll over or sit up, but I still felt heavy, forced by the shear weight of my body to lie on my back. I wondered what drug I must have been given. My eyes were slowly adjusting to the light, and I could make out the vague outline a face above my head. It was not an unpleasant looking face of a young woman and she seemed to be smiling, but I felt there was something odd about this face. Out of proportion. She was speaking.

"Oh, I don't know'' she murmured, "they all look so nice'.'

Something large caught my eye just below my feet. It was moving from my far left, across to my far right. Then it retraced its movement, back straight towards me. It was coming closer and closer. It was bright red. I stared at it intensely out of the corner of my eye as I was unable to move my head. I wanted to move but my limbs were not responding. It hovered above me. It was almost as big as I was, but I still couldn't make out what it was. Its 'head' was completely red and just above my head, but it had a pinkish body that extended way into the distance, below me.

A thought passed my mind as to what it could be. It started to descend. It was coming straight towards my face. Fear. I felt my heart pounding in my chest. It was going to crush me. No matter how much I strained, my body would still not move. But then it rested gently on my body.

"Orange, mm?" the woman above my head was contemplating slowly.

With the fear temporally subsiding with respect to the large red object, I refocused on the women.

"Orange centered,..."

The red thing lifted vertically upwards away from me, and then, once again, rested gently on my body. It touch was warm and not unpleasant.

"...or cherry?" She was still contemplating. "Cherry." she announced now with certainty in her voice.

The red thing moved incredibly swiftly away from me and came down about three meters to my left. I followed it with my eyes. It turned vertically down and disappeared out of my view.

"AAAGGGGHHHHHHAAAAA" There was a blood curdling scream, and a second later it reappeared, joint with another, and between them there was a naked man. He was kicking and screaming. "Help me!" But all his efforts were having no effect on the two things which held him. They brought him straight towards the face. But now there was something definitely wrong, because the face of the young women was larger than the man, and the two red thing which held him. I closed my eyes tight, hoping when I reopened them, the image in front of me would make sense. The man was being towards the mouth of the young woman. I swallowed hard as I realized the he was no larger than her lips. She was grinning from ear to ear with a guilty look. It was now obvious what the red things were, they were simply the polished fingernails of the young woman, on the end of her slender fingers. So that was all. What a relief, I felt my body relaxing. Just harmless fingernails on that pretty young woman. I smiled as I saw the young women smiling at me, showing a full set of pearly white teeth. But my smile turned to horror as I saw her teeth open her placing the head of the little man between them. She was still smiling as I saw her biting off the head of the little man, he was still struggling as she took another bite, and finally she swallowed, licking her lips.

I was in complete shock. My god, I thought, I've got to get out of here and inform the police, I've just seen a murder. But my body still refused to move.

"Go on," I heard another women voice saying, "have another".

"Oh I shouldn't, they'll go straight to my hips."

"You know you want too. And it is you birthday."

"Oh, you've convinced me. Now which one. Yes orange." She stared straight at me and grinned, and I realised I was orange.

This time the fingernail mirandered slowly, almost tortuously towards me, and when it reached, me it slowly caressed my body, giving me time to study them closely. I could see that it was the index finger of her right hand about the same with as my body though not including the width of my arms by my side, The nail was meticulously manicured, red, as I had mentioned, and with the growth beyond the fingertip reaching from my lower stomach to halfway up my chest. I realised she could have easily divided me in two simply by pressing the tip of her nail on and then through my body. Her nail lingered on my body for ages. Then without warning, the thumb appeared on my left, and together with her index finder on my right, they picked me up. There I was high in the air, held only between the fingernails of the thumb and index finger, which were pressing my arms into my side. Like being released from a spell, I finally felt I could move my legs and body, though not my arms of course. I felt a scream emanating from my throat, though even I was aware of its futility. Looking up I saw the face of the young women in front of me, coming closer. Then it stopped, leaving me in mid air. I watched as the young woman drank a class of white wine.

With great effort I managed to crane my neck to glimpse the world around me. There were several equally pretty and smartly dressed woman around a table. All drinking wine and giggling. Below me, on the table, was a box full of naked men, all with terrified faces. There were just two gaps. Another of the woman reached over to pick up the box.

Then I felt hot breath over my body. It smelt of wine with a hint of garlic. I looked down and saw I was being placed feet first into the enormous cave of her mouth. Her teeth came down over my lower stomach, pausing momentarily to savor the moment, and then Crush, she brought her teeth together severing my legs and pelvis from the rest of my body.

A moment later she reopened her mouth and tilted her head back, keeping me suspended just above her mouth. I saw a light orange cream oozing out of the hole, where my lower body had been. Where had my insides gone? I reflected, And why was this not painful. In fact what is this feeling. Sensual, sexual? all of these.

When the last drop of orange cream had fallen from my body, I saw her tongue come out. She placed it inside me. I could feel it cleaning me out from the inside. Up my neck, inside my arms. Wow what a tongue. I was tingling all over what was left of my body. And then Bang, I was inside her mouth, dissolving over her tongue, I felt her smile her guilty smile ...