"...I guess I'll go feet first." Laura says after a little consideration. "Most of the time, the vore wants to make sure I don't scream and so I'm eaten head first. Feet first is at least a little variety." She sits back down on the chair. "Now just kneel down in front of me."
You do as told, and Laura lifts a leg, placing a foot right in front of your mouth. Cautiously you open your mouth and insert her toes...
Delicious. You have never tasted anything so good. You want more, and more. Quickly you press the rest of her foot into your maw, which somehow is expanding to engulf all that is placed in it. As you slurp on her heel, Laura puts a hand on you to gently restrain you. "Not so fast. You should enjoy your food, and besides, you want to eat both legs at once, or you will have a problem when you reach my thighs." It takes a little concentration to realize she does have a point, but you manage it, and you pause.
As she raises her other foot to your mouth, she admonishes. "Now take your time and tickle those little ivories with your tongue. You will enjoy it." You try it as her other foot slips in. Off hand you'd say she enjoys it more than you do, but it's hard to say you find anything about this wonderful meal less than fine.
Amazing ankles slide down your throat, followed by choice calves. As you look forward to those toothsome thighs, you realize that Laura's hands are on her most secret spot. Noticing your interest, Laura blushes, "It's not what you think...well, maybe a little... It's not like I really enjoy it... But being eaten alive...well, it's stimulating... But could you put your eyes down?..." You do, and hear a "Thank you", and feel Laura starting to gently rock.
However, your attention is concentrated on those wonderful thighs, and you slurp them down until you reach the apex of her thighs, about the time she gives a gentle sigh and a shutter. Now your mouth expands even wider to get around those hot hips. Also those busy hands. Laura has gotten over her shyness of you watching, and her hands caress her tender softness forcefully. It takes her some time, but she goes over the top as you reach her fine bellybutton.
This slows neither of you down and you swallow gusty rib after gusty rib as she continues to stimulate herself. You reach her massive mounds and again your mouth expands. You can feel her rising emotion as you climb these mountains, and when you reach her sensitive nipples, she again goes over the top, something she repeats as you move to the top of her breasts.
You still have to keep your mouth wide open to get past those yummy shoulders. [You remember reading this is widest part of the body. It seems to be true.] But now you are onto her neck and she gives a cry of joy as you start on her head. A moment later, she is just a strange beard sticking out of your mouth, a nifty tasting beard, and you slurp it up like a spaghetti noodle. A final swallow and Laura is just a large lump heading down to your belly, which is enormous, and growing.
You lie back, quite content. Idly you pat that huge belly, "See, you enjoyed that, more than I did, didn't you?"
"Just because I enjoyed it doesn't mean I liked it." is the retort.
You are feeling too good to argue, or even to be shocked that she can answer you, and so divert the conversation to, "So what happens now?"
"Well, it will take you about a half-hour to reduce me to a soup where I don't make a notable bulge." Laura answers. "Then you can take my clothes and stuff to my room... and do my homework like you promised."
"And then?"
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