Chapter #7"Fine, but I'm helping" by: Unknown "You mean more than just handing me my supplies?" You laughed.
Dallas glared at you, "I think my job is a little more difficult than that" She said, "But yes. I'm going to make sure you don't get anywhere close to that brats dirty little throat" She said the last part in a bit of a whisper. She took a moment to compose herself, and then reentered the office. "Okay Mercedes are you ready?" She asked politely.
"Since about twenty minutes ago, now please toss the doctor into my mouth so he can get to work" She said, opening her mouth wide for you and Dallas to see.
"Well, I think were going to be a little more careful than that" Dallas said, placing you down on the metal plate next to the chair. She opened the drawers and produced a tongue depressor. "Dr. Smith will stand on this throughout the cleaning, just a little safety precaution"
"Fine" Mercedes said, as if she was looking forward to the whole "toss the doctor in" approach. In fact she probably was.
Dallas picked you back up with her free hand and then turned back to Mercedes, "Alright, open up"
Mercedes flashed a wide smile, making it pretty evident that she was looking forward to having the tiny you working away inside her mouth. Perhaps it was the extra labor for you that made her feel even more powerful, or maybe having anyone inside of her mouth was exciting for her... neither would surprise you. The giant white wall of teeth parted revealing the massive pink cavern. Her tongue slid over her bottom lip, reaching down towards the bottom of her chin, she has always enjoyed showing off her tongue to you. Dallas hid her distaste with a fake smile and slid the tongue depressor along the slick pink muscle.
"Are you going to hold that pose the entire time?" Dallas asked, with just a hint of an attitude.
Mercedes seemed to glare at her for a moment, but then slid her long tongue back into her mouth. Her eyes shifted towards you, her lips curling into a smile again. Dallas lifted you up and then gently set you down on the now long wooden plank. Hot, damp air soon began washing around you. You peered inside, the white light shining behind you made the saliva coated walls glisten all the way back into Mercedes throat.
"Alright" You began, "Go ahead and bite down on the depressor so I can start with some of your front teeth" You waited as the massive teeth clamped down uncomfortably close to you, "Thats a good girl" You said stepping forward. Luckily you had a pair of gloves in your pocket when you shrank. You reached out and ran your hand against the smooth surface, the plaque was nearly non-existent on this girls teeth. She had probably brushed twice already today, the minty smell surrounding you added to your theory. Even so you began scrapping between her giant front teeth, working your way slowly around. You managed to clean the first four teeth before you could reach no more. "Okay, and now to start the bottom"
"Um, how are we going to do that?" Dallas asked, not wanting you to have to take a step off your makeshift platform.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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