Reptile Section
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
lacroix
As Paula walked through the store, she looked around with the attitude you’d expect from someone being treated to a fancy dinner: she was perusing all the options with cool, confident pleasure. This was a restaurant with quite a variety of appetizers and entrees for someone like Paula. From his hiding spot between her breasts and just under the edge of her top, James swore he could hear her sniffing the air every now and then, like someone sampling the aroma of a fine dish. Occasionally, her belly let out a rumble to match. The level of enthusiasm she had for this unsettled James. If she was this invested, surely she would swallow a human, given the chance. Terrifyingly, James had offered her that chance; he could only hope that she didn’t choose to take it.
“You know,” Paula said thoughtfully, but not without an edge of eagerness, “I’ve never had a reptile.” She started licking her lips before someone got close enough to hear. Trying to avoid suspicion, Paula suddenly clearing her throat and adding, “as a pet.”
Paula’s thick beer belly and breasts bounced as she walked over to the reptile section. James thought she didn’t usually have this kind of youthful spring in her step. Either she was enjoying herself that much or she was deliberately trying to shake James around. He had to keep scrambling to not slide too far down her shirt
.
She came to a stop in front of a wall of tanks. She scanned over the different creatures in their glass pens.
“Pfft. Too small,” Paula scoffed as she looked over the first few tanks of lizards and frogs.
She slowly walked along the row before two tanks in particular caught her interest. One was a “Pac Man Frog”: a large, round amphibian with a massive mouth. In all, it was about 6 inches long and nearly as wide (being a more or less circular creature). Paula scanned over the details.
“Oh, James, you’ll love this. They say this frog swallows its prey whole, and sometimes alive. These bigger ones even eat full-grown mice! Now that’s a meal after my own heart.” James peaked over the edge of his mother’s top and saw the fat creature, sitting patiently still in the center of the tank.
“But then there’s this guy,” Paula said, walking over a couple tanks. James craned his neck to see a snake with splatters of yellow and brown curled up against the glass. It was a ball python. James guessed it was at least three feet long, but his sense of size might have been messed up by his shrunken condition.
“Mmmm. Can you imagine that big fella - ” Paula began before checking the sign, “Oh, I’m sorry. That big lady. Can you imagine her slithering down my throat and coiling up in this big tank of mine?”
James’ world shook as Paula gave her blubbery belly a couple pats.
“I bet she’d feel wonderfully heavy in there. Bet I could even see her twisting and turning in there.” Her belly seemed to agree as it gave out a couple waves of grumbles.
Paula suddenly shoved James forcefully into her cleavage. Muffled through the fat of her tits, he heard a cheery voice say, “Hello miss. Can I help you with something?”
There were plenty of other animals that seemed delectable and filling, but Paula had made up her mind that she wanted these two. She could always buy more than one, after all. Any good banquet had more than one course.
“Oh, of course you sweet thing. Can I get a look at that…”
“You know,” Paula said thoughtfully, but not without an edge of eagerness, “I’ve never had a reptile.” She started licking her lips before someone got close enough to hear. Trying to avoid suspicion, Paula suddenly clearing her throat and adding, “as a pet.”
Paula’s thick beer belly and breasts bounced as she walked over to the reptile section. James thought she didn’t usually have this kind of youthful spring in her step. Either she was enjoying herself that much or she was deliberately trying to shake James around. He had to keep scrambling to not slide too far down her shirt
.
She came to a stop in front of a wall of tanks. She scanned over the different creatures in their glass pens.
“Pfft. Too small,” Paula scoffed as she looked over the first few tanks of lizards and frogs.
She slowly walked along the row before two tanks in particular caught her interest. One was a “Pac Man Frog”: a large, round amphibian with a massive mouth. In all, it was about 6 inches long and nearly as wide (being a more or less circular creature). Paula scanned over the details.
“Oh, James, you’ll love this. They say this frog swallows its prey whole, and sometimes alive. These bigger ones even eat full-grown mice! Now that’s a meal after my own heart.” James peaked over the edge of his mother’s top and saw the fat creature, sitting patiently still in the center of the tank.
“But then there’s this guy,” Paula said, walking over a couple tanks. James craned his neck to see a snake with splatters of yellow and brown curled up against the glass. It was a ball python. James guessed it was at least three feet long, but his sense of size might have been messed up by his shrunken condition.
“Mmmm. Can you imagine that big fella - ” Paula began before checking the sign, “Oh, I’m sorry. That big lady. Can you imagine her slithering down my throat and coiling up in this big tank of mine?”
James’ world shook as Paula gave her blubbery belly a couple pats.
“I bet she’d feel wonderfully heavy in there. Bet I could even see her twisting and turning in there.” Her belly seemed to agree as it gave out a couple waves of grumbles.
Paula suddenly shoved James forcefully into her cleavage. Muffled through the fat of her tits, he heard a cheery voice say, “Hello miss. Can I help you with something?”
There were plenty of other animals that seemed delectable and filling, but Paula had made up her mind that she wanted these two. She could always buy more than one, after all. Any good banquet had more than one course.
“Oh, of course you sweet thing. Can I get a look at that…”
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