"We'll worry about that later" You shrugged "Okay, Mercedes could I have you open up for me again?" You said, bracing yourself for the magnificent sight of this enormous pink cave again. As her smiling lips parted, clearly this was the part she had been waiting for, you were washed over with a hot, minty blast. You took a deep breath of somewhat fresh air and then stepped forward. The atmosphere changed as soon as you passed under the enormous lip that hung over you. The air that had only been washing over you in bursts had now engulfed you. You dodged a strand of saliva that fell from the roof of her mouth.
You looked back to Dallas, motioning for her to take you closer to the inner rows of teeth. And so you worked, feeling more like some sort of construction worker cleaning the tiny amounts of plaque that had formed around these massive white pillars. You had a few close calls where you nearly fell into the pooling saliva below you. Dallas carefully maneuvered the tongue depressor allowing you to reach just about every inch of the inside of Mercedes mouth. Finally the tongue depressor was pulled from the pink cavern. Mercedes swallowed down the saliva and ran her tongue across her teeth.
"Are you okay?" Dallas asked, you nodded. She turned to Mercedes, "I think that will be satisfactory today, considering the circumstan-"
"Umm, yea no I'll be needing the full cleaning that I ordered. There is a party tonight and my father and I will not accept a not even half finished job" Mercedes said with a grin.
Dallas grimaced, the full cleaning would involve a thorough scrubbing of her tongue and palette, and a throat cleaning to make sure not a spec of bad breath came from this spoiled girls mouth. The throat cleaning procedure didn't exist until Mercedes had demanded it a few years ago, and she was happy enough to show that she wouldn't gag. "But, you have to understand, that would involve-"
"Yes losing the silly little tongue depressor and letting Dr. Smith do his job" Mercedes said.
"But" Dallas said, looking down to you.
You shrug, "It can't be that dangerous" You manage to mumble. "I'll need a brush"
Dallas let out an annoyed sigh and set you down on the metal plate, "I'll be back in a minute" She said gathering a few pieces of regular sized equipment, "Don't do anything while I'm away"
Mercedes watched as Dallas disappeared into the other room to shrink down the rest of the equipment that she could then grinned down at you. She leaned in close, "So, Doctor, what's it like inside?" She asked, her tongue slipping over her teeth.
"Um, well its warm, and a bit wet"
"Oh? Nothing else? She said, leaning just a little bit closer, "Does my mouth not excite you?"
"Oh well, It is quite interesting-" you began, growing a little nervous.
"Oh quit that doctor talk. Have you even considered all the possibilities there are with a man your size?" She dipped her finger deep within her mouth before slipping it back out, running its glistening surface down her chin and neck and then all the way into her cleavage. She giggled, seeing as your eyes were glued to it the entire time. She leaned so close that her lips nearly grazed your face, "That could be you" She whispered her tongue flicked out against your chest nearly lifting you off your feet.
"Ahem" Dallas said, tapping her foot.
"Oh, I was just asking Dr. Smith what it was like being so small" Mercedes said with an innocent smile.
"Sure" Dallas said.
"Oh" Mercedes sent a grin towards you, "He was just saying how he would be much more comfortable if he did this alone"
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