This choice: Maybe Just A Little Taste... • Go Back... The urges in Aryll’s mind became one with the gurgling in her stomach. She bent forward, shivering from the cold wood on the bare skin of her knees. As if in a trance, drunk on familial affection, the girl took hold of Link’s ankles. She shut her eyes, almost trembling in excitement. “…Just a quick taste,” she thought to herself, fuzzy warm shivers running down her spine. Aryll’s mouth spread open and she leaned forward, slipping the left foot’s toes inside. She tasted each individual salty pad. The flavor melted into her tongue as it lapped at the underside of the foot. But as she attempted to taste further, advancing onto the tender insole, her eyes shot open. The upper portion of Link’s foot had already filled her mouth. Her cheeks bulged with his saliva-slathered toes, stretched to their limit. She suckled nervously on the upper ball of Link’s foot. He was still fast asleep. If she wanted, she could have given up and headed off to bed.
But letting Link go wasn’t what Aryll wanted. Truthfully, she wanted to devour him whole, even though it was impossible. Yet affection burned within her, joining with the noisy groaning of her digestive system. Determined beyond reason, she yawned as hard as she possibly could. She grunted in pain. Her jaw muscles felt like they were on fire. Her face like it was on the verge of tearing in half. “This is my limit,” she thought, a tear rolling down her stretched cheek, “I just want to get his whole foot into my mouth…” Again Aryll closed her eyes, sniffling. All she wanted as to spend every day with her brother. She felt so ridiculous, with her overburdened mouth stretched with half of Link’s foot, with her fingers clenching his bedsheets, with her thoughts of swallowing her brother whole creeping around her mind. “It doesn’t matter how hungry I am… This just isn’t possible.”
Pop!
Aryll’s musings were interrupted by a sharp cracking sound, followed by a zesty new taste flooding her tongue. Her eyes slowly opened, bulging out as they beheld a new sight. Where the upper half of Link’s foot had once dominated her view was now replaced by his ankle. She laid a hand on her cheek, which no longer felt stretched to bursting. In fact, the strain now felt rather pleasant. As she felt her distended cheeks, Aryll found that Link’s entire foot now occupied her mouth. His toes tickled her uvula but did not trigger a gag reflex. His hefty heel pressed down into her tongue. His wrinkly insole tasted even more scrumptious than she could have imagined as her tongue busily lapped at it. It was mouthwatering, like sea salt and spice. If she could have gasped she would have. Somehow, she had unhinged her jaw and fit her brother’s entire foot in her mouth.
“I… I did it… His whole foot! Wow!”
Naturally, her gaze drifted over toward Link’s right foot. “I wonder… Could I?” Concluding that there was no way to know without trying, Aryll grabbed the ankle and opened her mouth even wider, enough to stretch her lips over the other foot. Slowly but surely, her maw began to engulf Link’s right foot, advancing over the toes, sole, and finally, the heel and base of the ankle. Link’s feet were now mashed together inside her mouth. Her cheeks to ballooned out, each the size of her fist.
“Mmmmmmh,” the girl heartily moaned, feeling the wonderful taste double in potency. But she then looked both of Link’s ankles, which merged into the bridge of her nose and vanished into her mouth. Aryll’s face was starting to hurt again. She winced as Link tossed and turned a bit in his sleep. The slight movements shot pain throughout her mouth. “Maybe,” she wondered, “maybe this is as far as I can go…”
Aryll’s stomach disagreed, howling to be properly filled. “B-but there’s no way… He’s too big.” She snorted. She could still regurgitate his feet, turn back and go to sleep. But even if that ended being the case, Aryll wanted to make this moment last. “If my insides are stretchy, I bet I can at least get to his ankles,” she thought. Aryll tilted her head back and took a small gulp. She pulled herself forward, onto the end of the bed. Her gullet expanded to suck Link’s feet down. Aryll massaged the bulge in her throat. Her lips now formed a fleshy ring around Link’s forelegs while the sphincter of her throat gripped his ankles. She was surprised at how much she managed to devour. Aryll was now staring at Link’s knees, with his silk-clad thighs and pelvis stretching tantalizingly beyond. His bellybutton peeked out from behind his white nightshirt. He felt so… Strong. Aryll felt powerful, almost maternal, to have any of Link’s muscular form inside her.
She wanted more.
“M-maybe just up to his thighs,” she thought, “that way I can… I can still let him go at the end.”
Aryll now took might, sequential swallows. Each gulp stretched her lips just a little father as they expanded over his ample hips. Her neck now held a fat, tubular bulge that brushed against the bedsheets. Her chest was now on the bed, growing with Link’s legs inside. Aryll advanced over Link’s body like a snake swallowing a rodent, yet she was smaller than he. She shuddered as she felt Link’s toes tickle the sphincter leading into her belly. She hadn’t even reached the apex of Link’s hips and she already felt like she’d reached another roadblock. It felt like trying to stretch her mouth over a hill, or even a mountain. “M-maybe I should give up now… This is good enough.”
Her belly roared in disagreement. “No, no… I can do this! Big brother, you’re going straight to my belly!” The sphincter in front of her stomach suddenly dilated. Link’s feet almost fell inside, speeding the process of devouring him along considerably. Aryll’s muscular throat rippled and clenched, squeezing more of Link’s legs into her bulging belly. A particularly meaty gulp got her over the widest point of Link’s thighs. She had conquered the hill, and now she was permitted to descend into the valley below. Aryll practically crawled over Link’s bed, easily swallowing halfway up his waist. Her stomach had expanded into a peach sphere that tore her dress open. From an overhead view, it would almost look as though Link was lying in a fleshy sleeping bag.
Link’s shoulders would be Aryll’s final challenge. To ease the burden, she grabbed his hands and slid them under her lips, pinning them to his sides and beginning their journey into her belly. She proceeded to eating his chest and arms. By now her stomach had now expanded far beyond its physical limits. She lied upon its rounded form like a beanbag. It sank into the soft mattress. Aryll felt like she was lying on two beds at once. Link’s legs were fully sealed inside her stomach. His midsection was well on its way. His torso had just finished entering her mouth as she conquered those broad shoulders… Her lips sealed around the base of his neck.
Before long, only Link’s head remained in Aryll’s gob. His face was bordered by his sister’s lips, like a fleshy picture frame. Aryll took a moment to admire her work. Through sheer willpower, burning love, and roaring hunger, she had sent her brother sliding into her soft, squishy innards. There, he would be safe. He would be hers, never to sail away. He would always be at her side, lending her his strength. She ran her tongue over his face, enjoying his taste one last time. Unable to wait any longer, Aryll threw her head back, her lips sealing over her brother’s placidly slumbering face. Using her tongue, she pushed Link’s head back into her gullet, leaving only a single muscular contraction to seal his fate.
*GULP!*
Link’s upper body dove down her gullet, spilling into Aryll’s belly. The head-shaped bulge distended her neck before being lost behind her ribcage, funneled into the constrictive stomach. Inside his sister’s bulbous gut, he curled into a fetal position. Aryll sighed happily, stifling a petite belch. She giggled, rubbing her waterbed of a stomach with big circular motions. Aryll curled up around the belly that was larger than she was. Swallowing her brother wasn’t easy, and she was tuckered out, ready for a good night’s sleep.
“Mm… Nighty-night, big brother,” Aryll smiled, drifting off into sleep…
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