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Your manager shrinks you, and decides to teach you real customer service.

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“Consider yourself fired.”

Looking up at your giant manager in horror, you don’t even have time to process what she said before you were tossed in a container of McDonald’s fries. This must be illegal, you only missed two shifts! Dropping you in a bag, you wait in silence to be served, your bitch of a manager laughing as she walks away. The busy noises of the kitchen are deafening. The bag is dropped, and you hear ice being dispensed before the soda machine begins running. The giantess above you begins taking an order, and you realize that you're being served through the drive-thru.

You hear the window slide open, and some muffled speaking. You're going to be served to somebody. The beeps of the PIN pad confirm this, and they soon end, shaking your world as the bag moves through the air, feeling it change hands. Without a second to waste, a giant hand enters the bag. You look up at the light before the hand wraps around you and the fries. You're scooped up, and make eye contact with a college girl. Her brown eyes don't notice the grain of salt-sized McDonald's worker on her food, before shoving it in her hungry mouth.

The giant girl's molars begin tearing apart the fries into unrecognizable mush. The teeth have immense power, and you doubt she'd notice the small crunch of your pathetically sized body. You're glad you're not on them. The mouth is terrifying. You pray that the giant tongue you're on is not going to flick you under her teeth to be crushed into a pulp.

All the fries are torn up under her pearly whites, and the hungry girl seems to be savoring the taste of the greasy food. A gigantic plastic tube enters the mouth, and you recognize a straw. You don't have time to brace yourself before you and the fries are washed down her throat with a typhoon of Coke.

Her stomach groans with satisfaction, deafening you.

After landing in the contents of her stomach, you surprisingly float. The organic cave moves and churns around you, getting ready to digest the college girl's fast food meal and the shrunken employee that came with it. The stomach acid you're floating in begins to burn you, and you panic. You're lunch.

A chewed-up mouthful comes down the college girl's throat and into the stomach, joining you. You freak out as you begin to sink into the mixture, the bile sticking to your body and weighing you down, while at the same time digesting you. The groans get louder, and a wave of soda lands on top of you, bubbling in the mixture. You can feel your skin begin to melt into the chyme.

Feeling the bile begin to eat at your now exposed muscles, you scream, opening your mouth to swallow some of the thick slimes, and you begin to digest from the inside. You thrash your arms and legs, making pathetic splashing sounds. You lose feeling your legs and arms, and another wad of chewed-up fries land on top of you, pushing you deeper into this customer's stomach.

Finally being pushed under the surface of the bile, you let out your last screams, causing little bubbles on the surface of the chyme in the stranger's stomach. Your last thoughts run through your head as your body gives out. You're going to be a stranger's lunch, and her shit the next day. A pathetic way to go.

The stomach churns once again, and the unrecognizable human corpse is further digested, joining her soda and fries as you become one with the vomit. The slurry then slips into her intestines, and all the nutrients and liquid are absorbed, with you adding barely anything to the already low nutritional content of the meal. Your now dry husk continues to float through her intestine, eventually reaching her colon. Your corpse is buried in human waste, and your bones are crushed under the sheer pressure of the college girl's shit. Her unthinking gut keeps pushing your tomb along. You're indistinguishable from the rest of her waste as if a college girl would go looking for a shrunken minimum-wage worker in her dump.

Feeling a gurgle in her lower digestive system, the girl rubs it, before letting out a fart. The minuscule amount of calories you gave her would be used for this disgusting action. The gas exits her asshole, with little particles of you mixed in with it.

McDonald's always upsets her stomach.

Description
Your manager shrinks you, and decides to teach you real customer service.

Feedback is appreciated!
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“Consider yourself fired.”

Looking up at your giant manager in horror, you don’t even have time to process what she said before you were tossed in a container of McDonald’s fries. This must be illegal, you only missed two shifts! Dropping you in a bag, you wait in silence to be served, your bitch of a manager laughing as she walks away. The busy noises of the kitchen are deafening. The bag is dropped, and you hear ice being dispensed before the soda machine begins running. The giantess above you begins taking an order, and you realize that you're being served through the drive-thru.

You hear the window slide open, and some muffled speaking. You're going to be served to somebody. The beeps of the PIN pad confirm this, and they soon end, shaking your world as the bag moves through the air, feeling it change hands. Without a second to waste, a giant hand enters the bag. You look up at the light before the hand wraps around you and the fries. You're scooped up, and make eye contact with a college girl. Her brown eyes don't notice the grain of salt-sized McDonald's worker on her food, before shoving it in her hungry mouth.

The giant girl's molars begin tearing apart the fries into unrecognizable mush. The teeth have immense power, and you doubt she'd notice the small crunch of your pathetically sized body. You're glad you're not on them. The mouth is terrifying. You pray that the giant tongue you're on is not going to flick you under her teeth to be crushed into a pulp.

All the fries are torn up under her pearly whites, and the hungry girl seems to be savoring the taste of the greasy food. A gigantic plastic tube enters the mouth, and you recognize a straw. You don't have time to brace yourself before you and the fries are washed down her throat with a typhoon of Coke.

Her stomach groans with satisfaction, deafening you.

After landing in the contents of her stomach, you surprisingly float. The organic cave moves and churns around you, getting ready to digest the college girl's fast food meal and the shrunken employee that came with it. The stomach acid you're floating in begins to burn you, and you panic. You're lunch.

A chewed-up mouthful comes down the college girl's throat and into the stomach, joining you. You freak out as you begin to sink into the mixture, the bile sticking to your body and weighing you down, while at the same time digesting you. The groans get louder, and a wave of soda lands on top of you, bubbling in the mixture. You can feel your skin begin to melt into the chyme.

Feeling the bile begin to eat at your now exposed muscles, you scream, opening your mouth to swallow some of the thick slimes, and you begin to digest from the inside. You thrash your arms and legs, making pathetic splashing sounds. You lose feeling your legs and arms, and another wad of chewed-up fries land on top of you, pushing you deeper into this customer's stomach.

Finally being pushed under the surface of the bile, you let out your last screams, causing little bubbles on the surface of the chyme in the stranger's stomach. Your last thoughts run through your head as your body gives out. You're going to be a stranger's lunch, and her shit the next day. A pathetic way to go.

The stomach churns once again, and the unrecognizable human corpse is further digested, joining her soda and fries as you become one with the vomit. The slurry then slips into her intestines, and all the nutrients and liquid are absorbed, with you adding barely anything to the already low nutritional content of the meal. Your now dry husk continues to float through her intestine, eventually reaching her colon. Your corpse is buried in human waste, and your bones are crushed under the sheer pressure of the college girl's shit. Her unthinking gut keeps pushing your tomb along. You're indistinguishable from the rest of her waste as if a college girl would go looking for a shrunken minimum-wage worker in her dump.

Feeling a gurgle in her lower digestive system, the girl rubs it, before letting out a fart. The minuscule amount of calories you gave her would be used for this disgusting action. The gas exits her asshole, with little particles of you mixed in with it.

McDonald's always upsets her stomach.