Cherry Boy
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
latergator
With the walls refusing to budge for his growing form, and both him and Angie in pain, James knew he had to act fast.
He focused intently, and thankfully felt himself almost instantly change into something much smaller: that of a single, red cherry. His new form soon splashed into the contents of the shrinking stomach, the half-digested mush greedily but gently dragging him down below it's surface. Once again he come to rest at the bottom of his neighbor's gut, feeling the juices wash over him, and he silently hoping Angie would throw him up.
Outside, Angie gave a sigh of relief as her gut snapped back to it's original size, the pain now disappearing. She stared down at it, and rubbed her hands across it's surface, wondering about the boy within. "James..." she inquired, softly poking a finger into her flab "Is everything sorted out in there?" A loud Gurgle! was her only response, making her pout.
She remembered him begging her to throw him up, and it seemed she'd absorbed enough of his pill form that her back hurt less now, so heading to the bathroom would be easy enough. She slowly pressed herself off the couch, James feeling the vibrations within her wobbly belly, and started trekking to her bathroom, hoping to vomit her cute neighbor into the bathtub.
He focused intently, and thankfully felt himself almost instantly change into something much smaller: that of a single, red cherry. His new form soon splashed into the contents of the shrinking stomach, the half-digested mush greedily but gently dragging him down below it's surface. Once again he come to rest at the bottom of his neighbor's gut, feeling the juices wash over him, and he silently hoping Angie would throw him up.
Outside, Angie gave a sigh of relief as her gut snapped back to it's original size, the pain now disappearing. She stared down at it, and rubbed her hands across it's surface, wondering about the boy within. "James..." she inquired, softly poking a finger into her flab "Is everything sorted out in there?" A loud Gurgle! was her only response, making her pout.
She remembered him begging her to throw him up, and it seemed she'd absorbed enough of his pill form that her back hurt less now, so heading to the bathroom would be easy enough. She slowly pressed herself off the couch, James feeling the vibrations within her wobbly belly, and started trekking to her bathroom, hoping to vomit her cute neighbor into the bathtub.
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