Somehow you always used to link that with loud barking and future poop clean ups. But this time she whistled and a large black lab came in your room. It had to be about half your moms size on all fours. Then a thought/ question crossed your mind.
“what about that animal rights stuff you are always into?” your mom looked over at you as you started drooling a little.
“Apparently at the pet store they had these half breed animals that were breed for consumption; due to the rising monster population. So as long as we purchase one of those we don’t have a problem. When you by them you can even customize their reaction to being eaten. I made this one neutral and accepting. Open your mouth and I’ll show you.”
You did as you were told. Lowering your snout to the ground and opening wide which for some reason made your mother freeze for a moment. After that you heard your mother, who was now at the side of your maw, was whistling for the dog. The dog came over and your mom led him in your mouth with a leash until the dog was in the middle of your tongue, which felt and tasted really good . Your mom seemed to be frozen again by the sight of a living dog laying on your tongue. Then she snapped out of it and looked up at your eyes.
“Why don’t you swallow him like this. I want to make sure that he isn’t going to jump out or something.” Your mom said her eyes now glued to the dog on your now very animated tongue. You didn’t need any more convincing than that as your stomach was constantly reminding you. With a slight roll of your tongue you move the dog toward your throat and just as you start to swallow you feel some resistance…
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.09 seconds at 8:40pm on Nov 08, 2024 via server WEBX1.