At this size, just the littlest bit of honey would be enough to last you days, maybe even weeks. Knowing this, you make your way into a beehive to look for some, hoping you're small enough that the bees won't notice you. As you sneak past the bees, you feel something sticky grab your back and legs. You fall over trying to get away from it, and look back to see yourself caught in a pile of nectar, not quite chewed enough to be honey. As you try to kick out of it, a giant foot lands next to your face. An arm reaches down, and scoops up the liquid you're stuck to. You try to kick yourself out as you're lifted higher and higher, but that causes you to only sink in deeper. The more you struggle to break free from it, the deeper in you go. Any more and you may drown. You can do nothing as a nervous bee enters sight. He barely looks at what's in his hand as he opens his mouth full of chewed, sticky honey and begins to lower you towards his maw. You could probably get his attention and maybe be let go, or maybe he'll just toy with you. Otherwise you'll certainly be sloshed around, chewed, and turned into honey, becoming the food you came here searching for...

Decided I'd upload this image for vore day, with another one with a different, larger story attached

Saliva + Story version