No; she was raising her hand for another reason.
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
gamefreak
Finally she heard me, surprised by your turn of luck after the even-more-surprisingly-bad day you were currently having. She wasn't looking at you though, which was strange, but you weren't complaining. The nightmare was finally going to end. As you were brought up towards the woman's face, though, you couldn't help but think her expression looked strange - pained, even. It was slightly crinkled, with her eyes squinted and mouth slightly open, like she was... just about to sneeze! Being stuck to her hand still, this thought terrified you. Moments later, though, you found it could be much, much worse. Less than a foot away from her face, you saw her start to blink rapidly, and then her mouth began to open wide.
The young woman was lounging in the jacuzzi, letting the bubbles and heat soak away the stress of the week as she waited for her girlfriends to arrive. They were already a half hour late when her stomach began to rumble; she hadn't had anything to eat all day. She looked down at her belly apologetically, mentally promising to fill it soon. They had better get here soon; a girl's gotta eat, she thought to herself as she rubbed her stomach, trying to stave off the hunger pangs. Why did I have to skip breakfast? I'm always groggy when I do. Her belly gurgled even louder than before, insistent on being heard, and so she gave up her efforts to rub it, lounging back against the wall and thinking, Soon, I told you! Soon... because if it's not, I'm liable to fall asleep here waiting for them. It is pretty comfortable here out in the sun. She thought she heard a bug buzzing around by her hand, but didn't see anything when she looked. Stretching out further, she brought the hand up over her mouth to stifle a yawn.
A yawn looks very different when you're on the other side of it and only about an inch tall. It all seemed to happen in slow-motion. Her luscious lips parted to reveal glistening white teeth as big as you behind them, and then they, too, parted, and that horrible, beautiful mouth opened wider and wider, stretching impossibly wide until it was the only thing you could see. Light flooded into her opening mouth, revealing more and more teeth as it opened wider. Strings of saliva stretched and snapped between them, her mouth watering with prolonged hunger. Surrounded by those deadly teeth, her tongue pulsed and quivered in its cave. You could even see her taste buds from this close. The woman's head tilted back some as she stretched, and the sunlight fell into the back of her mouth. Her uvula hung high over her throat, shining a deep pink in the light and signalling the last stop before entering her body and becoming a part of her and her next meal. That dark abyss terrified you, and you again struggled to free yourself from her hand. All too soon, though, her mouth fell into darkness and her hand rose to cover it. As the hand moved forward, your feet dragged slightly over her lips and onto her tongue, continuing further and further until they came away from the surface again and you were finally left dangling completely inside her mouth, directly above her hungry, waiting throat. It was at this time you decided you desperately did not want to free yourself from her hand, and you reached up with the one not stuck to try and grab on. It was also at this time that the air began streaming in past you and she tapped her hand against her mouth.
Can you hold on?
The young woman was lounging in the jacuzzi, letting the bubbles and heat soak away the stress of the week as she waited for her girlfriends to arrive. They were already a half hour late when her stomach began to rumble; she hadn't had anything to eat all day. She looked down at her belly apologetically, mentally promising to fill it soon. They had better get here soon; a girl's gotta eat, she thought to herself as she rubbed her stomach, trying to stave off the hunger pangs. Why did I have to skip breakfast? I'm always groggy when I do. Her belly gurgled even louder than before, insistent on being heard, and so she gave up her efforts to rub it, lounging back against the wall and thinking, Soon, I told you! Soon... because if it's not, I'm liable to fall asleep here waiting for them. It is pretty comfortable here out in the sun. She thought she heard a bug buzzing around by her hand, but didn't see anything when she looked. Stretching out further, she brought the hand up over her mouth to stifle a yawn.
A yawn looks very different when you're on the other side of it and only about an inch tall. It all seemed to happen in slow-motion. Her luscious lips parted to reveal glistening white teeth as big as you behind them, and then they, too, parted, and that horrible, beautiful mouth opened wider and wider, stretching impossibly wide until it was the only thing you could see. Light flooded into her opening mouth, revealing more and more teeth as it opened wider. Strings of saliva stretched and snapped between them, her mouth watering with prolonged hunger. Surrounded by those deadly teeth, her tongue pulsed and quivered in its cave. You could even see her taste buds from this close. The woman's head tilted back some as she stretched, and the sunlight fell into the back of her mouth. Her uvula hung high over her throat, shining a deep pink in the light and signalling the last stop before entering her body and becoming a part of her and her next meal. That dark abyss terrified you, and you again struggled to free yourself from her hand. All too soon, though, her mouth fell into darkness and her hand rose to cover it. As the hand moved forward, your feet dragged slightly over her lips and onto her tongue, continuing further and further until they came away from the surface again and you were finally left dangling completely inside her mouth, directly above her hungry, waiting throat. It was at this time you decided you desperately did not want to free yourself from her hand, and you reached up with the one not stuck to try and grab on. It was also at this time that the air began streaming in past you and she tapped her hand against her mouth.
Can you hold on?
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May 30, 2025
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