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Mothers eat, unbirth and breast vore their kids, but nicely.
This choice: Connie's Hungry and Max is upset: SNACK TIME!  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

Can I go to my room Mommy?

    by: wolfbane Author IconMail Icon
Max stormed in with fire in his eyes and tears on his cheeks: he hated his sister, he hated his school and he hated his life.

However, there was one side that he loved: and he was determined to go there.

"Mommy," he whimpered, finding her at the table, trying to do some work.

"Hey baby," smiled Connie, looking at her little one, "Someone's a Grumpy Guts. School?"

Max nodded, before he looked at his mother; she was dressed in a long dressing gown and short top that exposed her slim belly; trying not to stare, Max tried to deliver a message through his grouchy face.

Thankfully, "You want to go to your...room?"

He smiled and nodded, before Connie picks up her son and licks her lips, before she begins to taste her son's special wolf suit.

After finding Max warm and safe in her belly the first time, Connie had found out about KW and smiled as she cradled her son. In her belly, he was safe; he was happy; and he was delicious.

Her thoughts were brought back to earth when she tastes something very sweet on Max's suit: sugar and whipped cream; his suit was full of sugar and cream. He was her little Max Munchie and he was her sweet son; now he was on his way down into her belly.

As she sucked the cream out of Max's suit, Connie felt herself becoming aroused as she played with Max, the little Wild Thing growling playfully as he whimpered, "Please eat me Mommy: I'm so cold and I'm so tasty!"

With three large GULPS, Connie obliges and leans back, cradling her Max-filled stomach as she looks down and sees Max moving around in there;

"It's a shame you're not a few years older Max," she sighs, feeling herself dampen at his dessert, "We could have so much fun!"

"Another time then Mommy," Max sighs, as he settles into his new, and favourite, bedroom, Connie licking her fingers and massaging her tummy as Max plays inside her.

Later...

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1. 4 Years Later and Max wants to 'PLAY' like she said

2. A year later, Max offers himself as a Christmas present *

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