Risa lifted up her hand and offered the girl.
The micen wasn't too happy about it, now she's trying to bite the fingers encasing her. You held your hand out and Risa dropped her in your palm. The mouse leered at you with an unforgiving tone. You lift her up to your maw and nearly taunt her with it. She kicked your chin and tried to run. She jumped off your hand but before she could get far, you snatched her out of the air and shoved her in your mouth. She quickly tried to crawl out your lips but you grabbed her with your teeth. "Ah! Okay, I'm sorry! Please don't chew, I'm scared!" She squealed. You didn't plan and chewing her, and you still don't. You flicked her to the back of your mouth and felt her on the back of your tongue.
She still tried to struggle but it was meaningless. With a simple gulp she was on her way to join the other mouse in your belly. Risa took a little longer with the prey in her mouth but soon he too was swallowed. now there was only the orange male left. He was begging, but like that ever works with Risa. Risa stood up and opened a liquor cabinet. She downed half a bottle of whiskey before putting it back and gesturing you to follow her in the living room.
You listened and followed. Before Risa laid on the couch, she handed you the male. She lied back and opened her mouth wide. The mouse saw this and quickly tried to struggle. You hung him upside down and slowly lowered him in her maw. She used her tongue to guide him to the back of her mouth and away from the teeth. Without closing her mouth, she swallowed. It wasn't enough to bring him down, his legs were gone but it took a big gulp to pull him through.
Risa closed her mouth with a smile. A few years ago in highschool your told her how you felt about eating micen and how they, in a way, arouse you. She agreed to an extent, and ever since then you were best of friends. Now every other time she greets you she pretends to eat you, whether pouncing on you and nomming on your neck, or hugging you and nibbling your ear. Risa breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm going to nap now. Keep up the hunting if you want."
You had a different idea, "May I umm... lay my head on your tummy and listen?"
Risa hummed a positive answer, this isn't the first time you asked. You get on your knees and rest your head on Risa's belly. It gurgled and growled as it churned and digested the contents inside. The micen, the whiskey, and whatever else she may have ate. You aren't sure if Risa knows you fantasize about her eating you. Getting licked by her tongue, being squeezed down her throat, wiggling in her belly as she digests you and you become a part of her forever.
You know it's impossible and you almost covet the micen in her belly right now. But they aren't you, they probably don't want to be in there. You kept your ear on her gut even after the micen stopped kicking. The noise of the remains digesting were soothing. Your other ear perked when you heard something.
What was it?
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