The argument goes on for some time, but Inbal's talk about an A makes the result pretty likely from the start. There isn't much that most students won't do for an A. [Studying might be the sole exception.] And you got to admit she has a good case. You figure that your science teacher would give you an A immediately if you ate one of the girls in front of her [tho she would likely call the cops first.] So you are not surprised when Nancy finally gives in and say "All right, we'll try it, but..."
"Oh thank you!" Inbal hugs her. "I promise I'll never ask for another thing."
"That is precisely what I'm afraid will happen." a pessimistic Nancy responds, but Inbal is not listening.
"Now Nancy, get out our cameras and recorder. We want all the data we can get. The more you pad the report, the better." Inbal sits on the end of the bed. "Algie, you try to eat my head as soon as she gets set up.
This does not take long, and as Nancy starts taking pictures, you open wide, and try to start with the top of Inbal's head, with limited success. "Just a little too big, right? OK, back off and let's try something a little smaller." You do, and Inbal takes off a shoe and sock. "So, let's see how far you can get up my leg."
You get down on your knees and pick up her foot to straighten out her leg [and to give you a nice view even if her dress does block more than you would prefer.] Then you open up your mouth and start to swallow. The sight of her foot vanishing into your maw brings cheers from Inbal, and whimpers of worry from Nancy, but she tastes so nice that you pay attention to nothing else. Without orders, you move up her ankle and onto her lovely, and delicious, calf. Each time you swallow, Inbal cheers you on, Nancy tells her enough is enough, and you reach Nirvana.
When you finally, or all too soon, reach her knee, Nancy tries to dig her heels in. "This is getting dangerous, not to mention improper. We really should stop."
"Nonsense. He can't eat much more. My foot is in his stomach already. He can't eat much further, and he certainly can't get past my instep. And he won't see anything he can't see at the pool."
"Given your so called swimsuit..." Nancy mutters, but returns to taking pictures as you return to swallowing. For a little while...
"Inbal, his belly is starting to bulge out. You sure you don't want to get out?"
"No. I'm fine. In fact, I am more than fine. This feels great."
"But his stomach acid..."
"...doesn't seem to bother me." Inbal assures her. "In fact, it seems rather soothing. I didn't expect him to stretch this much, but he isn't getting much further anyway, and it will be fun. Keep going, Algie."
You do, tho before too long you are finding the posture a little awkward and move your hands onto the bed for better support. These seem to just naturally go around her hips, which as usual gets more objections from Nancy than from Inbal. Indeed, she smiles.
Well, you think she is smiling. As you move up her thigh, your head is going under her dress, and so you can't actually see her smile. Still, it does sound like she is smiling.
"I didn't think you would get this far." Inbal observes. "Maybe I am stretching your mouth. If so, we are making faster progress than I figured. We may get our A before midterms."
This of course gets another protest from Nancy, but you are too busy enjoying your wonderful meal, at least until you bump up against her torso, and find you will stretch no more.
"See, I told you he would stop there." Inbal tells Nancy, and then to you, "We'll let you rest there a moment while Nancy takes some measurements, and then you can spit my leg out."
You are happy to take a rest. Not that you are at all tired, but look at where you are, practically on top of her womanly center. There are claims that this stinks, but now at least it smells heavenly. Steak, ice cream, candy, just about every delicious flavor comes to mind. A great place for you to be.
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