First impressions

I stare up at her, her fingers wrapped around me tightly as her hand held me shakely with either excitement or confusion and concern. I was hoping for the later, unsure what she was capable of. I mean, she seemed innocent enough with barely a mean side to her, more of the motherly caring type. But then again, I've never seen her handle or take care of a shrunken man. Her hot breath washed over me as she place me in her palm, her index finger pushing my limbs around. We she did finally speak, her voice was thunderous, shaking me to the core, "How....how is this possible? You look so delicate, like you would end up as a mangled pump if I put you in my pocket. You how tight women's jeans can be, and I'm not the skinniest girl, I fill my jeans out more and tighter than most." I just chuckle to myself and shake my head up at her, knowing she wouldn't be able to hear me at this size. Her tongue slipped out between her lips, running over her top lip as she licked them like a wet monster slipping out of it's dark, moist cave. Her licking her lips told me what she had in mind before she even said words but when she spoke, she confirmed my suspesion, "You look so tiny, like a piece of candy, so delicious...can...can I see what you taste like?"