V.S.V. (very short vore story)
Imported from SF2 with no description.
Rebecca quickly jingled the keys in the lock and stepped into her apartment. She was still nervous, as she had been all day. This was the day that her boyfriend was to come over for a visit for the first time.
"Alright, here goes," She said with a sigh.
The woman held her arm out and opened her palm to reveal the very man. He sat cross legged on her palm, a mere two inches tall. Shortly after they started talking online, Dan had suffered from a nasty case of spontaneous human reduction.
"Welcome," Rebecca's voice boomed at him, "My humble digs in all its glory. Make yourself at home...er, as best you can,"
There was a flurry of clicking nails as Rebecca's dog came rushing in to greet her. He was a lively german shepherd, tongue and tail wagging like mad as he trotted up.
"This would be the snoring menace, obviously," She said as the dog's inquisitive nose sniffed upward at her boyfriend.
Lowering her palm so that he could get a good look at what she held, Rebecca giggled. Her dog responded the same to the tiny human with as much excitement as he ever had, his sniffing blowing her boyfriend's hair about as he laughed and reached up to pat the giant twitching nose. The german shepherd's tongue darted out, rapidly prodding at the tiny man.
"I think he likes you," Rebecca said, "He's a pretty good judge of character.."
She raised her hand but suddenly it was empty. Quickly she glanced down, in time to see her dog chewing greedily.
"Oh, for fuck's sake...That wasn't a treat, you dope!"