Chapter #6She chews you like gum. by: btal   Angela tosses you around a bit longer. By now, you've given up and are just letting her do with you what she wills; you're no match for her mighty tongue and if you piss her off, she could do much worse than suck on you. However, before long you feel yourself being shoved to the side of her mouth with purpose. Her tongue shuffles you onto her lower row of molars and pins you flat. The girth of her tongue pressing you onto the hard surface is painful, but nothing compared to what's about to come.
Her tongue lets loose and you scramble, trying to get away, but you'll never be fast enough.
*CRASH*
Her teeth come down on you, mashing you between the two hard surfaces. You feel a sharp pain in your whole body, followed by nothing as a certain numbness takes hold. Then she releases...then bites down on you again; over and over, her teeth crush you into nothing as she chews you up mercilessly. At first you think you must be dead and the chaos is some form of afterlife, but after a while, you realize you're still being chewed on!
Every time her teeth clench together, you're plastered over the surface; gradually, you start molding to her teeth. You hear her humming, and then a rumble. "Oh, Nick. I thought I'd surprise you! You can't be killed! At least not that way; I thought it'd be fun to give you a scare first!" without another word she goes back to chewing. For what seems like hours, her teeth pound you relentlessly; occasionally her tongue will pry you up, roll you into a ball, and play around with you, only to eventually deposit back.
Eventually, the commotion settles a bit. You feels yourself plastered on the back walls of her front teeth. Her whole mouth puckers up, and then she starts blowing a bubble out of you! Facing inward, you're inflated with her breath until it's all you can breathe. It'd be somewhat unpleasant if you hadn't been bathing in her saliva for the past hour.
*urp* she belches in her mouth slightly, inflating you with her belly gas. Immediately you'd want to vomit if your stomach weren't completely flat.
She pops you out of her mouth, giggling at your plight. "Sorry sweetie, I couldn't help myself! Let's see what we can do with you now..."
She kneads you in her hands, taking advantage of your newfound pliability. She stretches you into... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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