"This whole party scene is entirely too much for me," Jack mumbled to himself. He walked over to the doors, hoping to avoid the awe of the party girls. He thought he managed to do so successfully when he made it into the living room without anyone following him. Jack stood by one of the couch legs and breathed a sigh of relief. Seemingly out of nowhere while he was resting, though, two footsteps landed just to his side. Freaked out, Jack spun around and saw one of the girls looking down at him with a smile on her face. "What the fuck?" Jack exclaimed. The girl squatted and reached for Jack. He immediately ran under the couch, just in time to avoid being caught. As he continued walking backwards to make sure he was far enough not to be grabbed, he stumbled across some object and fell into it, his legs in the air. A few seconds later, a bright light shone underneath the couch and moved around. It was obviously the girl. It soon glazed over to Jack's area, where she noticed Jack's legs and giggled. Having been left in an awkward position, Jack couldn't get himself free before the girl grabbed the object he was in and pulled it out from under the couch. When he was back in the light of the house, Jack was raised and greeted with a short blonde-haired woman. Her blue eyes gazed at Jack with awe and excitement, her grin wide. With two fingers, she readjusted Jack in the thing he was in, allowing him to stand up straight.
"Hi," she said. "You must be Jack. I'm Caroline. Listen, I figured you might want to have some fun, so I thought I might give you a proposition." Jack listened with fear as she told him of her plan. "No, are you crazy?" he replied. "That would certainly damage me!" Caroline rolled her eyes. "No, you'd be fine. I know a person, someone who's at this party, that could perform the procedure safely and securely. Come on, it would only be for like a night or two. Maybe three. Not that long." Jack remained unmoving. "No, I am not interested. Put me down, please. I'd like to go back to the party." Caroline huffed and set Jack down on the couch. "How about the floor instead?" Jack asked, his head down. When he looked up after getting no response, he was met face first with the girl's jean shorts-wearing ass, them riding up her butt. Before Jack knew it, she sat down. Unusually, he was knocked out as soon as he was sat on.
Several minutes later...
"Ugh..." Jack moaned. He awoke to pitch black. The atmosphere was thick and wet, something slick and spongey below him. Suddenly, an entrance opened before him and he peered outside into the light. When he saw the outline of the entrance, Jack rapidly looked around him. He was in someone's mouth, pinned to their tongue as a temporary piercing. Then it hit him. It was Caroline. She started speaking with some of the other partygoers, her tongue raising as she pronounced the syllables, smacking Jack into the top of her mouth, before lowering it back down. He was quickly covered, though he already was before even waking up, in her saliva. "This is disgusting," Jack thought. He decided to complain. "Caroline! If that's you, get me the hell out of here! This is stupid!" An echoic giggle reverberated around Jack. It was clearly the girl he just called for that had taken it to herself to use him as a piece of unorthodox jewelry. The infrequently opening and closing gateway to the outside, that is, Caroline's mouth, finally shut for good and Jack was thrust back into darkness. Then, he felt her head moving. She was obviously walking somewhere else.
Another minute later and Caroline opened her mouth again, Jack greeted with her hand entering. He was detached from her tongue and pulled out. Wiping her spit from his face, Jack glared at the college student. "You have got to be kidding me," he said. "What's the matter with you?" She grinned slyly. "What? You aren't hurt, are you? I personally think you're pretty sexy like that. You and I just work together, you know? Anyways, I don't particularly care what you think, I'm going to keep you for the time being. Enjoy, little guy." Before Jack had another chance to respond, Caroline reopened her mouth and placed Jack back on her tongue. To add insult to injury, she gave him a monumental burp, her alcoholic breath washing over him. Jack gagged and yelled at her. She simply replied with a giggle before closing her mouth and returning to the party.
How does the rest of the night go for Jack as this girl's tongue piercing?
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