When Derek looked up to see Marco slowly lift him off the bowl of dip with a small chip, he wanted to panic. It was because of him that he ended up stuck inside here, and now he might end up taking a one way trip into his stomach. He really didn’t want to go there, not when he had so much to do!
When Marco raised his chip upwards, Derek struggled with all his might to move. The dip kept hold of him, but he was very close to the edge. A slight budge or two, and he’ll fall. His chances of that was getting smaller as he watched the bowl vanish away and was replaced with the floor. He can survive the fall there easily since it was mostly made up of the carpet, but that window was closing.
“Oh no.” He watched as Marco opened his mouth wide, saliva strands broke off on his tongue while he was pumped to just place the chip inside. There were remnants of his previous bites on his teeth, an unlucky flick of the tongue could have Derek crushed between them. It gave him more motivation to try and escape.
The disgusting breath of the giant was becoming more unbearable when his chip was hovering straight for the mouth. Derek squirmed some more. He wasn’t gonna stop until he was free, he wanted to escape and get away from these boys for the next few hours before the shrinking wore off. But that can only happen if he freed himself from the dip.
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