Mel smiled at the camera while holding the overpriced sparkling water close to her perfectly contoured, makeup'd face. The camera shutter clicked and then she was instructed to pout her lips for the next shot to highlight the lipstick that cost more for a tube than her assistant was paid for an hour. Speaking of said assistant, he stood out of the frame, holding a towel, water bottle, and her bag. Her lips puckered to kiss the expensive sparkling water bottle. Then the photographer called to cut for a break. Mel smiled at the attendants who came towards her to shower her with praise for her work during the shoot. Eventually she stepped away and took her actual water from her assistant. She took a swig and grimaced a bit.
"Barry!" She wined, "It's warm and flat." She said, sticking her tongue out for emphasis as she looked up at her assistant, Barry.
Already an accomplished influencer with millions of followers, Mel, singular in name, was one of the fastest growing figures in modeling. The Korean American was gorgeous with long black hair, a fit build and sizable breasts for her build. The reason for her success was her face. It was seen as absurdly alluring by many with near-perfect features. Sharp cheeks, piercing eyes, a cute nose, and perfect, plush lips. She is an ideal model, save for her height. At 5'1, she was staring up at Barry, who was her opposite. Barry was a bit over a foot taller than her, dark-skinned, broadly built with a square, somewhat flat face.
"It's…water, Mel. And its like a hundred degrees out." He replied, equally as flat as her water as he gestured around the oceanfront boardwalk.
"What? It's not that bad? It's only like ten in the morning." She replied in confusion. "You feeling ok? You look a bit sweaty."
For him, it felt like it was at least a hundred degrees. Mel may not have been as aware of it due to her wearing a bikini for the shoot, but Barry was certainly aware of it as he was wearing a dark suit per her orders. It was a decent suit, but he felt it made him look like that child protection agent in Lilo and Stitch. Also, he was dying from the heat. He'd give anything to jump in a pool of ice.
Mel looked around for a moment before noticing a line of people about a block away. Her eyes light up and she gets very excited before turning to look up to Barry.
"Boba Tea!" She practically squealed. "Go grab us some boba! That'll cool us off!"
Barry looked over at the long line of people and sighed.
"It will probably take until you're done with the next set. And…" He extended his arms a bit to show all of her stuff he was currently holding. She immediately started snatching things from his arms and piling them on a wrought-iron table near them.
"It'll be fine. I'll ask one of the PA's to keep an eye on it. They're setting up a green screen, so it'll be out of shot anyway. Please?"
He sighed once more.
"Fine, but if someone steals your phone, don't blame me."
"You're the best, B!" She said, bouncing on her heels in excitement. "I want a mango tea with extra boba!"
"I know," he says with a smile. "It's what you always get!"
The producer and photographer called Mel over the start setting up the next shoot as the green screen was being lifted up on a frame behind her. Barry shook his head as he started walking towards the boba tea shop. A green screen on a pier. They were probably going to CG a beach behind her or something, he reflected with a bit of bitterness. It took about twenty minutes, but he finally got her tea. He got himself one but finished it before he even got back to the table, she left her stuff at. Upon seeing him return, a tired looking redheaded girl nodded and left.
Barry set her drink down and looked around, noticing that he couldn't see anyone in eyesight due to the green screen looming over him. He felt so warm. He set the thick straw next to the plastic covered cup and took a deep breath. Then he fell.
"Cut! Great job, Mel! Take about twenty minutes, then we'll do the running shots on the beach!"
"You got it, Stephan!" Mel replied cheerily, inwardly wondering what running on the beach had to do with selling sparkling water.
She walked back to the table and immediately stopped. She looked down in confusion at a pile of clothes… Barry's clothes. She reached down and picked up his suit jacket, noticing the tied tie fall from it and hung the jacket from the back of a chair at the table. She turned opposite the table towards the beach below and didn't see him.
"Did he… go for a swim?" She puzzled aloud before noticing the tall, clear plastic cup of bright yellow boba tea. Her radiant face lights up and she pulls the plastic off of the straw and moves to pierce the tight plastic covering the opening of the delicious boba tea. She could see cool water sweating off of the plastic.
Barry came to as he landed with a splat on a wet, pliant surface. He looked down and through a light blue tint saw a sea of yellow, filled with icebergs and massive dark orbs floating in it. A rumble filled the air and the ground beneath him shook. He looked up in fear to see a wall of light-tanned flesh looming over him. He scrambled back on the slick plastic surface as he looked up and saw the flesh slope to a fit back that was bordered with long black hair with each strand thicker than his body. He looked back down and saw the fleshy cliff had a twin that was divided by a wall of black fabric. It was an ass. Mel's ass. And it was gigantic.
His mind raced, trying to figure out how he got so small. Was it the warm feeling he had earlier? Was he exposed to chemicals? Radiation? He saw his jacket in the distance and figured that he must have shrunk into his clothes and ended up where he was when she moved his coat. The impact woke him up. Wait, where was he? He looked around and came to the realization that he was on the multicolored plastic sheet that covered Mel's boba tea. Speaking of Mel, the massive model began to move above him.
He heard a rumbling that he realized was her voice, entirely incomprehensible to him. It sounded like the deep rumbling of thunder shaking the heavens. She started to turn. The wind from her body simply rotating to face him threatened to swipe him from his perch into the air. He may have been better off had he been wiped from where he was, he soon realized as she looked down past breasts glistening with rivers of sweat in the morning light. Her face went from confusion to a look of delight and desire. A look that most men would die to see turned their one. One that Barry feared would prove fatal.
The titaness blocked out the sun as she loomed over him. A deafening, tearing sound made him tremble as Mel ripped the clear wrapper off of a straw large enough to consume multiple city blocks. She raised the slanted, sharp end over the top of the cup, looking for the right spot to pierce. Barry realized it was right over him! He turned to run away as the petite woman speared the straw down, piercing the plastic and casting him into a frigid ocean of mango tea.
Barry struggled to break the surface of the tea and soon saw why. Mel's right hand, big enough to hold a city in a palm, had wrapped around the cup and had begun to swirl it to ensure its flavor was properly mixed. This caused a massive whirlpool to form in the drink, dragging the minute Barry into the depts of the cup, crashing him into building-sized chunks of ice and balls of tapioca.
Satisfied, Mel stopped swirling her drink and sat down on the wrought-iron chair to relax until Barry returned. Barry did return, to the surface of her drink at least once the inertia of the tea slowed enough for him to figure out which direction was up. When he was able to look up, he saw her face beaming down at him through the tinted plastic. Her lips split into a large grin before contorting to an O that looked like it could swallow planets. Her lips slid over the straw, and he saw her cheeks tense for a moment before a sudden pressure grabbed him.
She was drinking! A lakes worth of liquid was sucked up through the straw, drawing him under the surface of the tea once more. He fought and clawed at the sweet tasting drink that surrounded him until he looked down and saw three massive blobs of boba that were stuck together slip up against the opening of the straw and clog it. Suddenly, the suction stopped, and he was once again floating, suspended in liquid. Frantically, he swam up towards the surface once more.
When he broke into the open air of the cup there was much more space. He looked up to see Mel's face contort in annoyance as she struggled to suck at the clog on the straw. A grinding, rumbling shook through the ocean of tea, emanating from the monolithic tube that loomed over him. Barry treaded water, trying to catch his breath as he heard the damn of boba break. With a massive squelch, the obstruction cleared the straw and was sucked into Mel's thirsty mouth. The suction pulled him under briefly but slowed as she chewed the tapioca blob in her mouth before swallowing.
A PA called out to Mel that they were getting ready for the next set of takes. She looked up, cutely over her cup and waved at the woman awkwardly. She'd have to hurry and finish her cold treat. It'd likely be too warm by the time she returned. So, she began to greedily gulp down the delicious mango tea, savoring popping each ball of boba that found its way into her ravenous maw.
For Barry, this was anything but a treat. Mel's suction was unrelenting and it drew him deep into the ocean of drink. He saw the dark hole of the bright orange straw looming over him as he was sucked towards it. He barely managed to catch the lip of the opening as a reservoir of fruity beverage washed past him. It was getting lower and lower as she gulped it down. He may make it! He thought for a moment. Only a moment, before a massive boba drifted towards him at a breakneck pace. It hit him and he found himself mired against its pliable surface and sucked up the straw with it.
The speed at which he ascended would have been nauseating, had he time to process what was happening. He screamed into the tea as he rushed up the plastic pipe until he, the boba, and gallons of liquid erupted like a geyser into a mouth of incomprehensible size. Soon, a gust of air followed the liquid, she'd drained the entire cup! A cataclysmic cacophony of wet, organic sounds rumbled around him as her tongue and throat worked to drain the tea from her mouth, down her dark gullet. The piece of boba Barry was on crashed against her tongue and rolled about, drenching him in gooey saliva until it came to a rest between her tongue and left lower molars. Where he was once assaulted by waves of mango-scented tea, he was now lapped at by waves of mango-scented spit.
Barry struggled to free himself from the thick tapioca, his attempts somewhat aided by his boss's saliva breaking down the goo until it turned into a more pliable muck. He pulled himself free of the ball, just as it was scooped up by her massive, probing tongue and slid atop her lower molar. Barry could only look for a moment by the light granted by her slightly parted lips as her top set of teeth crashed down and obliterated the globe that had previously trapped him. He clung to the base of a tooth, in the gap where it met her gums as she chewed and eventually swallowed the boba pieces.
He breathed a brief sigh of relief until the world around him shook. Mel was standing up. The simple motion of her body swaying tossed him from safety and into the path of her tongue as it probed the back of her teeth from remnants of her desert. He was trapped among tastebuds nearly as big as he was when her mouth opened wide. Really wide. He looked out the cavern of flesh and teeth to see she had ripped the plastic off of the cup and was tipping the remaining boba towards her mouth.
He ran across the tongue as the tapioca planetoids plummeted towards him like massive meteors. They crashed around him, the impact and movement of her tongue trying to collect them tossed him about. She moaned a little with enjoyment as she closed her mouth and began sucking on her snacks. Some were sucked instantly down her throat, soon to be dissolved. Others were sloshed about in saliva and ground up between teeth large enough to house multiple apartment buildings. Barry cried out, waiting for it all to be over as one of the offending balls rolled towards him like a massive boulder, sweeping him towards the back of her throat.
"Ready to go, Mel?" the redheaded PA asked, offering to watch her stuff.
Mel tilted her head back and swallowed multiple pieces of boba with a large gulp. She licked her teeth lightly and swallowed once more before smiling with a satisfied sigh.
"Yep! Let me know if you see Barry anywhere, will ya? I'd lose my head without him."
With that, Mel perkily hopped up and began to walk towards the beach, hoping that all of the running she was about to do for the shoot wouldn't shake things up in her stomach too much. She'd hate for the sugar and boba to give her a tummy ache after all. She idly hoped Barry was feeling okay, wherever he was.