You can hear a micen calling for help.
It's faint. You stand up and tip toe to the kitchen carefully so that you don't wake up Risa from her nap. The calls come from the pantry, "Is anyone there? Please, help. Anyone." It was a woman's voice. She sounded a little aged. You open the pantry and see that there was a bottle of water on the floor, on top of a micen. She was brown furred with a tan belly and darker brown hair. She also looked plump, but mostly due to her wide hips. She shot her blue eyes up at you and her face went from fright to horror, "Oh crap! N-no offense, but can someone else help me?"
You narrow your eyes and glide your tongue across your upper lip. You smack the drink off her, scarring her.
She got on her hands behind her back, refusing to flee. She then quickly stood up, and took a knee. She bowed her head, "Risa, before you do anything, just know I'm willing to serve you!"
"Oh?" You smile and get on your hands and knees, she thinks you're Risa, "Are you willing to serve me you?" The micen shot a glance of worry up at you. You continue, "Don't worry mousy. I'm not Risa. If I was Risa, I'd gobble you down on the spot. Risa doesn't like it when micen make a mess of things, or wake her from her naps."
She took a reliving breath, "For a moment I thought you were going to eat me."
"I didn't say I wasn't." You smile, "I could keep you as my pet. But you can see I'm dreadfully starving and you looked plump enough to eat!"
The mouse tried to run. You dive your head in and catch her head with your mouth. She tried her best to push her head out but you opened your mouth fast and got more of her body past your teeth and pull back. Everything below her ribs hung freely. You close your eyes and prepare to play with your prey. But before you can, you felt something around your chin.
You open your eyes and see Risa pulled your head to face up and was squatting behind you, lowering her open mouth towards you. You did't know what was going on, but for a moment you thought she was finally going to eat you. However, you doubt that You felt her grab the micen between your lips with her teeth and opened your jaws with her hands.
She pulled away with the frightened micen in her mouth, muttering, "Wake me from my nap?" Risa pointed at you, then the micen, before slurping her in. She knelt next to you and opened her mouth. She grabbed your head and faced it to her open mouth to put on a show for you. You couldn't look away from Risa playing with the mouse with her tongue. You blush as you hear Risa start to moan. The mouse slid to the back of the mouth when the tongue lifted. With a twitch of the muscle, the lower half of the micen disappeared. The top half struggled frantically, trying to grab something on the tongue. Another twitch, and she was swallowed down.
Risa traced the woman down her throat and lifted her shirt to show her belly. You couldn't help yourself but place a hand on it and rub. You felt a kick from inside and jumped your hand back, prompting Risa to giggle, and she hugged your head, "Mmm. You tasted delicious. I should eat you more often."
You blush again, hearing her digestive system gurgle, and groan as it got to work on 'you'.
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