Into Kennedy’s Veins
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
latergator
Suck.
Unfortunately for the mashed-up teen, it was not going to stay that way.
Suck. Suck. Suck. Suck.
The intestines, unlike the stomach above, were not quitters who would dumb problems unto the next guy in line. There were nutrients to be gained from his blob. Lots of nutrients. And they were going to get them for their master, no matter what.
SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK.
James screamed internally as he felt tube around him suddenly begin to pull at him with greatly increased strength while also pressing in on him. Gone was the awkward feeling, replaced with pain as the intestines gave it their all to rip the teen apart – and, to James horror, he could feel it succeeding. Bits of him were being pulled from his mass through the walls of flesh, where he could feel them splash into Kennedy's veins and be whisked away in the current, taken to wherever the body wanted them.
James tried so hard to make his next scream a physically one, desperately trying to reform his mouth in a bid to wake Kennedy, so she could do… something! But alas, he could not. Perhaps the intestines, now closing in on taking him entirely, had taken his mouth already. He could do nothing but lament internally, cursing himself for ever letting Kennedy do this to him, as the walls readied to finish his diminishing form off. With a wet squelch, they met in the middle, forcing the last unclaimed bits of the teen through to the bloodstream, where he was packed into cells and sent on his way. The last thing James felt before unconsciousness took him was his every spec speeding through his devourer’s veins. The feeling of being spread out so very far and thin was too much for his mind to handle, and he feel into darkness, unsure he would ever wake.
Outside, the bulge in Kennedy’s midsection shrank away into nothing, the hand she rested upon it flopping down onto the covers instead. For a short time, it seemed that Kennedy was back to normal.
But then, slowly, another part of her began to grow, and grow, and grow, reaching incredible proportions. For it was this part where her body had chosen to store the beyond plentiful amount of nutrients it had obtained from her teenage meal. In the morning, she would see firsthand the results of her dutiful intestines hard work…
...
When Kennedy finally awoke, it was with a mighty, mighty yawn, so mighty it even caught her a little off guard. She lay there for a moment, letting the morning haze leave her mind, before she threw of her covers and-
Her eyes burst to what felt like the size of saucer at what she saw.
“My-my-my-my body…” She stammered in disbelief. Her figure was now ruined. Her memories of yesterday, free from the haze, returned to her. With narrowing eyes, her gaze shot to her now flat belly.
“James!” She snarled, uncaring if the boy in question was even still alive to hear her. “What did you do to my body?!”
Unfortunately for the mashed-up teen, it was not going to stay that way.
Suck. Suck. Suck. Suck.
The intestines, unlike the stomach above, were not quitters who would dumb problems unto the next guy in line. There were nutrients to be gained from his blob. Lots of nutrients. And they were going to get them for their master, no matter what.
SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK. SUCK.
James screamed internally as he felt tube around him suddenly begin to pull at him with greatly increased strength while also pressing in on him. Gone was the awkward feeling, replaced with pain as the intestines gave it their all to rip the teen apart – and, to James horror, he could feel it succeeding. Bits of him were being pulled from his mass through the walls of flesh, where he could feel them splash into Kennedy's veins and be whisked away in the current, taken to wherever the body wanted them.
James tried so hard to make his next scream a physically one, desperately trying to reform his mouth in a bid to wake Kennedy, so she could do… something! But alas, he could not. Perhaps the intestines, now closing in on taking him entirely, had taken his mouth already. He could do nothing but lament internally, cursing himself for ever letting Kennedy do this to him, as the walls readied to finish his diminishing form off. With a wet squelch, they met in the middle, forcing the last unclaimed bits of the teen through to the bloodstream, where he was packed into cells and sent on his way. The last thing James felt before unconsciousness took him was his every spec speeding through his devourer’s veins. The feeling of being spread out so very far and thin was too much for his mind to handle, and he feel into darkness, unsure he would ever wake.
Outside, the bulge in Kennedy’s midsection shrank away into nothing, the hand she rested upon it flopping down onto the covers instead. For a short time, it seemed that Kennedy was back to normal.
But then, slowly, another part of her began to grow, and grow, and grow, reaching incredible proportions. For it was this part where her body had chosen to store the beyond plentiful amount of nutrients it had obtained from her teenage meal. In the morning, she would see firsthand the results of her dutiful intestines hard work…
...
When Kennedy finally awoke, it was with a mighty, mighty yawn, so mighty it even caught her a little off guard. She lay there for a moment, letting the morning haze leave her mind, before she threw of her covers and-
Her eyes burst to what felt like the size of saucer at what she saw.
“My-my-my-my body…” She stammered in disbelief. Her figure was now ruined. Her memories of yesterday, free from the haze, returned to her. With narrowing eyes, her gaze shot to her now flat belly.
“James!” She snarled, uncaring if the boy in question was even still alive to hear her. “What did you do to my body?!”
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