Angie's Devoured
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 12
by
copier
· original author:
learngerman
"Ah-hem," Paula began, clearing her throat with a cough. "Here's the deal, you fat little rat. I don't care who you used to be. All I know is that you're a rat. And I'm gonna deal with you the way I deal with all of you furry bastards."
Paula lowered Angie down to her belly, dangling her a few inches away from her belly button. With a flick of the wrist Paula began to swing the rat back and forth, routinely slamming the furry critter into her bulging belly. The belt of fat jiggled softly with each collision, forcing out a few giggles of pleasure from Paula.
"Feel that layer of blubber? That's whats left of all the other rats and rodents that dared to enter my house. Ready to join them?"
Paula raised the rat back up, let her hang above her open mouth. Angie screamed and struggled, but there was nothing the rat could do to escape. She was utter powerless.
"Mom, you can't do this!" James pleaded. "Angie is my friend! Besides, what kind of monster eats rats?!"
"Don't talk to your mother that way, son! In any case, I can't help if they're so delicious," she explained, giving her plump belly a playful slap.
"But they're rats, how can they taste good? They're covered in fur for goodness sakes."
"It's not the taste that's good. It's the feeling of them inside ya. Rats are pretty foul, but so is beer, and I can't get enough of that. Even your hamster wasn't very pleasant."
"Freddie? You said he ran away!"
"Woops, I did say that, didn't I? Oh well, Mommy was hungry. What can you do?"
Ignoring his further pleas, Paula turned her attention back to Angie. The poor thing had tuckered herself out, hanging limp. Angie had resigned herself to fate. Not one to deny such a wish, Paula was glad to comply. She lowered her furry friend into the gaping maw of her mouth, running her wet tongue all over the plump rodent.
"Geez, never ate one that was so damn fat before," she thought to herself. "Even as a rat she's a blob of fat!"
Despite Angie's abnormal size, Paula was confident in swallowing her. After properly lubing her up with saliva, she tilted her head back, sending Angie sliding down the tongue. She collided with the uvula, and with one power swallow, the intact rate was sent down her esophagus. A gigantic lump was the last anyone could have seen of her before it disappeared behind Paula's bosom.
Paula fell back, reclining on Angie's pile of clothes. She gave her stomach a pleasant rub. Though Angie was too tired to struggle, she could still feel the weight of the fat animal inside of her stomach.
"A-Angie..." James whined.
"Still whining about her?" Paula asked. "Your my son, shouldn't you be on MY side?"
James didn't respond, preferring to mourn quietly.
"Gosh, I could go for a beer after that one," Paula said to no one in particular. She made her way back to the house and cracked open a cold one. She chugged the brew down, filling her stomach with even more booze. Her stomach tingled from a mix of the beer and digestion as she contemplated her next move. One the one hand, she could use her new power to get revenge on some of the other MILFs that lived in the neighborhood. On the other, she could invite her best friend Mary over to drink the night away.
Paula lowered Angie down to her belly, dangling her a few inches away from her belly button. With a flick of the wrist Paula began to swing the rat back and forth, routinely slamming the furry critter into her bulging belly. The belt of fat jiggled softly with each collision, forcing out a few giggles of pleasure from Paula.
"Feel that layer of blubber? That's whats left of all the other rats and rodents that dared to enter my house. Ready to join them?"
Paula raised the rat back up, let her hang above her open mouth. Angie screamed and struggled, but there was nothing the rat could do to escape. She was utter powerless.
"Mom, you can't do this!" James pleaded. "Angie is my friend! Besides, what kind of monster eats rats?!"
"Don't talk to your mother that way, son! In any case, I can't help if they're so delicious," she explained, giving her plump belly a playful slap.
"But they're rats, how can they taste good? They're covered in fur for goodness sakes."
"It's not the taste that's good. It's the feeling of them inside ya. Rats are pretty foul, but so is beer, and I can't get enough of that. Even your hamster wasn't very pleasant."
"Freddie? You said he ran away!"
"Woops, I did say that, didn't I? Oh well, Mommy was hungry. What can you do?"
Ignoring his further pleas, Paula turned her attention back to Angie. The poor thing had tuckered herself out, hanging limp. Angie had resigned herself to fate. Not one to deny such a wish, Paula was glad to comply. She lowered her furry friend into the gaping maw of her mouth, running her wet tongue all over the plump rodent.
"Geez, never ate one that was so damn fat before," she thought to herself. "Even as a rat she's a blob of fat!"
Despite Angie's abnormal size, Paula was confident in swallowing her. After properly lubing her up with saliva, she tilted her head back, sending Angie sliding down the tongue. She collided with the uvula, and with one power swallow, the intact rate was sent down her esophagus. A gigantic lump was the last anyone could have seen of her before it disappeared behind Paula's bosom.
Paula fell back, reclining on Angie's pile of clothes. She gave her stomach a pleasant rub. Though Angie was too tired to struggle, she could still feel the weight of the fat animal inside of her stomach.
"A-Angie..." James whined.
"Still whining about her?" Paula asked. "Your my son, shouldn't you be on MY side?"
James didn't respond, preferring to mourn quietly.
"Gosh, I could go for a beer after that one," Paula said to no one in particular. She made her way back to the house and cracked open a cold one. She chugged the brew down, filling her stomach with even more booze. Her stomach tingled from a mix of the beer and digestion as she contemplated her next move. One the one hand, she could use her new power to get revenge on some of the other MILFs that lived in the neighborhood. On the other, she could invite her best friend Mary over to drink the night away.
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