End it now
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 22
by
copier
· original author:
frankmorini
"I want to finish it now, it's better" he replied.
Rhonda seemed a bit disappointed.
"Oh. So that's it. I understand, I paid a high price for you and you don't want me to have enough fun with you. It's fair, after all I gave you the choice. But if you think that I won't enjoy this moment, you're totally wrong, Phil".
She grabbed him for a leg, lifting him up upside down. She brought him at eye level, inspected him and smiled. Then she started licking him.
"You taste so good little guy..." she moaned. She started pushing him on her tongue with her finger, moving him up and down, breathing heavily and moaning softly to not make too much noise and being spotted by the other colleagues. This lasted for some minutes, each time moving him closer to her throat so to savor the moment she would have swallowed him.
Then she stopped. "Time's up little one" she said.
She put him on her tongue and closed her mouth. With his las effort, Phil, exhausted, tried to grab the tip of her tongue so to not be swallowed. Rhonda tried a couple of times to swallow him, but she couldn't. Then she opened her mouth and took him out.
"What are you trying to do? This is pathetic!" She said.
Holding him by his arms, she lifted him up, tilted her head, opened her mouth and started lowering Phil inside. He tried to struggle, but she was blocking her arms with her thumb and forefinger. He watched in terror her pulsating throat getting closer, meaning this was the end. She held him till she could, reaching her uvula, then she let him go. And swallowed.
He slid down her throat and her esophagus, landing in her stomach.
Not much left to do now. Phil heard a smoothed sound of a moan, disturbed by the gurgles of the stomach. It was almost impossible to see and breath, the air was acid, burning his eyes and his lungs. There was no time to do anything, in one hour they would be going to have lunch and her stomach was preparing the field.
"Good boy. And good appetizer. Burp"
Rhonda seemed a bit disappointed.
"Oh. So that's it. I understand, I paid a high price for you and you don't want me to have enough fun with you. It's fair, after all I gave you the choice. But if you think that I won't enjoy this moment, you're totally wrong, Phil".
She grabbed him for a leg, lifting him up upside down. She brought him at eye level, inspected him and smiled. Then she started licking him.
"You taste so good little guy..." she moaned. She started pushing him on her tongue with her finger, moving him up and down, breathing heavily and moaning softly to not make too much noise and being spotted by the other colleagues. This lasted for some minutes, each time moving him closer to her throat so to savor the moment she would have swallowed him.
Then she stopped. "Time's up little one" she said.
She put him on her tongue and closed her mouth. With his las effort, Phil, exhausted, tried to grab the tip of her tongue so to not be swallowed. Rhonda tried a couple of times to swallow him, but she couldn't. Then she opened her mouth and took him out.
"What are you trying to do? This is pathetic!" She said.
Holding him by his arms, she lifted him up, tilted her head, opened her mouth and started lowering Phil inside. He tried to struggle, but she was blocking her arms with her thumb and forefinger. He watched in terror her pulsating throat getting closer, meaning this was the end. She held him till she could, reaching her uvula, then she let him go. And swallowed.
He slid down her throat and her esophagus, landing in her stomach.
Not much left to do now. Phil heard a smoothed sound of a moan, disturbed by the gurgles of the stomach. It was almost impossible to see and breath, the air was acid, burning his eyes and his lungs. There was no time to do anything, in one hour they would be going to have lunch and her stomach was preparing the field.
"Good boy. And good appetizer. Burp"
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