James Dessert
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
latergator
James watched as Megan lifted him up and dangled him over her smiling lips. He silently observed as the simple line expanded once again into a complex cave of drool, flesh and bone. The sight didn’t scare him this time, not now that he knew what it felt like to actually be eaten. Instead his mind, still racked with pleasure, yearned for it. Go on, Megan! The brownie moaned to himself. Eat me! I’m all yours!
The mouth slammed shut just before it could accept him. James internally screamed at being denied entry. “Actually…” Megan purred to her treat, her smile widening. “I think a little extra would make you taste even better. Hold on a little while longer, okay?” Softly she kissed the brownie, before trekking towards her kitchen.
While half of James bounced with each step inside his neighbor, the other half had time to come down from his high and review the situation. He thought about how he got here. About the device Megan used to transform him against his will. Where did she get that? How did it work? There were so many questions he wanted to ask. Alas he was a nothing but an ordinary, half-eaten brownie, completely lacking any of the organs necessary for speech. He could only wonder as he felt himself be lowered down onto a cold plate.
Megan hung over her little treat and blew him a small kiss. “Don’t go anywhere now, you tasty thing you!” She teased, knowing full well he couldn’t move nor transform. Eagerly she waltzed over to her fridge and opened it up. Her eyes quickly scoured over its contents, her lips scowling at all of the 'weight-loss' foods that rested there unfinished, before her face lit up. “Ah! Here we go!”
James watched as she pulled away, with a can of whipped cream in one hand and a single strawberry in the other, and used her huge hips to shut the door. She practically skipped the short distance back over to him, sloshing the melting piece of him inside her and reminding him of a giddy schoolgirl. She set the strawberry down next to him on the plate, giving him a moment to inspect the fruit while she fought with the can’s surprisingly-stubborn lid. It was remarkably juicy, glistening a succulent red from the moisture held within it’s tiny form, and Jame’s felt his none-existent mouth water at the sight. He could see why Megan wanted to have him with it.
Eventually, Megan managed to tug the cap free. “Finally!” She grunted, annoyed at the container that had put the tiniest bump in her plans. Seeing the brownie and strawberry sitting side-by-side however quickly brought her mood back up. “Now then, let’s get you spruced up.” She lulled to her treats, though mostly to one that was once human.
She dangled the tip of the can over the brownie and pulled the trigger. James mentally shivered when the whipped cream touched him, it’s coldness coursing through him in a strangely pleasing way. Megan sprayed only a small dollop on top of the brownie, the white blob obscuring James’ field of vision somewhat, though thankfully not enough prevent him from seeing the smile on his neighbor’s face widen. She plopped down the can on the other side of him, opposite the strawberry, and plucked the berry up. Carefully, she pressed the fruit into the cream, on top of him, letting him stare up at the redness.
Megan pulled back a little to examine her work. “Perfect! Absolutely perfect!” She exclaimed proudly as she reached for him. Two giant fingers seized him on both sides and once again he was lifted up towards Megan’s giant, beaming face. “Well James, this is goodbye. I hope you have fun inside my tummy!” She knew her farewell was rushed. It’s not that she wanted it to be, it’s just that she needed him inside her. Now.
With nothing else she wanted to say, Megan shoved her snack right into her gob, giving James hardly anytime to register the action as he was sealed in darkness once again. There was no tour of the mouth this time, as Megan wasted no time chomping down on the boy, hungry to get at the bulk of his incredible flavor. Under the assault of the milf’s teeth he was mashed and mixed with his companions, forming into an indistinguishable mush that pooled in her cheeks, but he didn’t care. He was consumed with pleasure as Megan consumed him, and from the long and load moan that vibrated throughout the wet care, he knew she was too.
Then he felt it. Those familiar movements, building up for the inevitable. The tilting of the head, the gentle pushing of the tongue, the muscles beneath him preparing themselves. Yes! Yes! James’ mind screamed out. Swallow me! This felt right. Like it was his destiny. And what was a man to deny destiny?
GULP!
“So gooood!” Megan squealed as the bulge traveled down her throat. If James tasted amazing by himself, then with the cream and strawberry he was absolutely divine! The sheer pleasure was overloading her taste buds and spreading throughout the entirety of her body. Her soaking crotch yearned for release. She couldn’t hold it any longer. Her fingers dug into her panties. “Ah, James…!” She moaned out the name of the boy who had done this to her, the boy she pictured in her mind. The boy who was now all hers. “Your, ah, all mine now, J-James! Ah!”
Inside of her, James exited the tube and plopped into the stomach. The chocolaty liquid his other half had become reacted to his presence and quickly merged with the arriving slush, making James whole again. He was soon spinning within the dark chamber, like he was trapped in a whirlpool while also being the whirlpool itself. The heat and movements filled his broken form with great delight, his mind a mess with pure bliss. If he still had a dick, he would be erupting in orgasm after orgasm right now.
He was thrust around violently by mighty spasm, accompanied by Megan’s voice screaming out his name, slightly softened by the flesh between them. “James!!!” Loud panting followed, the air rushing in and out of her lungs helping squeeze and stir the contents of her stomach. To him it was calming, making him feel like a baby being rocked gently in his mother’s arms. He settled as his captor did and listened to world around him as he floated, at peace with where he was.
Her orgasm finished, Megan stared down at her belly with a look of pure love and affection, happily patting the mesmerizing globe as it loudly gurgled and churned her delicious snack. Air creeped up from her busy stomach and made her belch, the sound echoing powerfully throughout the kitchen. She giggled childishly, before mulling over the device and what was promised to come next.
At first, she had been skeptically of the device, unbelieving of what was said of it. But after she watched James be transformed before her very eyes, she was now sure the second act it promised would come true as well. And she was so looking forward to experiencing it with James.
So Megan went about her day, listening to lovely sounds that accompanied her neighbor’s digestion. As the day drew to an end and she changed into her nightwear, she caressed her now much-quieter stomach. “I really do love you, James.” She whispered softly, unsure if James could even hear her. Her gut just gurgled, which she playfully took as her neighbor's responding. "I'm glad you feel the same. Hope your just as ready for what's supposed to come next!" With one last pat of James' home, she waddled over to her bed and tucked herself in. With the faint noises of her belly as her lullaby, Megan fell as sleep with a smile on her.
The mouth slammed shut just before it could accept him. James internally screamed at being denied entry. “Actually…” Megan purred to her treat, her smile widening. “I think a little extra would make you taste even better. Hold on a little while longer, okay?” Softly she kissed the brownie, before trekking towards her kitchen.
While half of James bounced with each step inside his neighbor, the other half had time to come down from his high and review the situation. He thought about how he got here. About the device Megan used to transform him against his will. Where did she get that? How did it work? There were so many questions he wanted to ask. Alas he was a nothing but an ordinary, half-eaten brownie, completely lacking any of the organs necessary for speech. He could only wonder as he felt himself be lowered down onto a cold plate.
Megan hung over her little treat and blew him a small kiss. “Don’t go anywhere now, you tasty thing you!” She teased, knowing full well he couldn’t move nor transform. Eagerly she waltzed over to her fridge and opened it up. Her eyes quickly scoured over its contents, her lips scowling at all of the 'weight-loss' foods that rested there unfinished, before her face lit up. “Ah! Here we go!”
James watched as she pulled away, with a can of whipped cream in one hand and a single strawberry in the other, and used her huge hips to shut the door. She practically skipped the short distance back over to him, sloshing the melting piece of him inside her and reminding him of a giddy schoolgirl. She set the strawberry down next to him on the plate, giving him a moment to inspect the fruit while she fought with the can’s surprisingly-stubborn lid. It was remarkably juicy, glistening a succulent red from the moisture held within it’s tiny form, and Jame’s felt his none-existent mouth water at the sight. He could see why Megan wanted to have him with it.
Eventually, Megan managed to tug the cap free. “Finally!” She grunted, annoyed at the container that had put the tiniest bump in her plans. Seeing the brownie and strawberry sitting side-by-side however quickly brought her mood back up. “Now then, let’s get you spruced up.” She lulled to her treats, though mostly to one that was once human.
She dangled the tip of the can over the brownie and pulled the trigger. James mentally shivered when the whipped cream touched him, it’s coldness coursing through him in a strangely pleasing way. Megan sprayed only a small dollop on top of the brownie, the white blob obscuring James’ field of vision somewhat, though thankfully not enough prevent him from seeing the smile on his neighbor’s face widen. She plopped down the can on the other side of him, opposite the strawberry, and plucked the berry up. Carefully, she pressed the fruit into the cream, on top of him, letting him stare up at the redness.
Megan pulled back a little to examine her work. “Perfect! Absolutely perfect!” She exclaimed proudly as she reached for him. Two giant fingers seized him on both sides and once again he was lifted up towards Megan’s giant, beaming face. “Well James, this is goodbye. I hope you have fun inside my tummy!” She knew her farewell was rushed. It’s not that she wanted it to be, it’s just that she needed him inside her. Now.
With nothing else she wanted to say, Megan shoved her snack right into her gob, giving James hardly anytime to register the action as he was sealed in darkness once again. There was no tour of the mouth this time, as Megan wasted no time chomping down on the boy, hungry to get at the bulk of his incredible flavor. Under the assault of the milf’s teeth he was mashed and mixed with his companions, forming into an indistinguishable mush that pooled in her cheeks, but he didn’t care. He was consumed with pleasure as Megan consumed him, and from the long and load moan that vibrated throughout the wet care, he knew she was too.
Then he felt it. Those familiar movements, building up for the inevitable. The tilting of the head, the gentle pushing of the tongue, the muscles beneath him preparing themselves. Yes! Yes! James’ mind screamed out. Swallow me! This felt right. Like it was his destiny. And what was a man to deny destiny?
GULP!
“So gooood!” Megan squealed as the bulge traveled down her throat. If James tasted amazing by himself, then with the cream and strawberry he was absolutely divine! The sheer pleasure was overloading her taste buds and spreading throughout the entirety of her body. Her soaking crotch yearned for release. She couldn’t hold it any longer. Her fingers dug into her panties. “Ah, James…!” She moaned out the name of the boy who had done this to her, the boy she pictured in her mind. The boy who was now all hers. “Your, ah, all mine now, J-James! Ah!”
Inside of her, James exited the tube and plopped into the stomach. The chocolaty liquid his other half had become reacted to his presence and quickly merged with the arriving slush, making James whole again. He was soon spinning within the dark chamber, like he was trapped in a whirlpool while also being the whirlpool itself. The heat and movements filled his broken form with great delight, his mind a mess with pure bliss. If he still had a dick, he would be erupting in orgasm after orgasm right now.
He was thrust around violently by mighty spasm, accompanied by Megan’s voice screaming out his name, slightly softened by the flesh between them. “James!!!” Loud panting followed, the air rushing in and out of her lungs helping squeeze and stir the contents of her stomach. To him it was calming, making him feel like a baby being rocked gently in his mother’s arms. He settled as his captor did and listened to world around him as he floated, at peace with where he was.
Her orgasm finished, Megan stared down at her belly with a look of pure love and affection, happily patting the mesmerizing globe as it loudly gurgled and churned her delicious snack. Air creeped up from her busy stomach and made her belch, the sound echoing powerfully throughout the kitchen. She giggled childishly, before mulling over the device and what was promised to come next.
At first, she had been skeptically of the device, unbelieving of what was said of it. But after she watched James be transformed before her very eyes, she was now sure the second act it promised would come true as well. And she was so looking forward to experiencing it with James.
So Megan went about her day, listening to lovely sounds that accompanied her neighbor’s digestion. As the day drew to an end and she changed into her nightwear, she caressed her now much-quieter stomach. “I really do love you, James.” She whispered softly, unsure if James could even hear her. Her gut just gurgled, which she playfully took as her neighbor's responding. "I'm glad you feel the same. Hope your just as ready for what's supposed to come next!" With one last pat of James' home, she waddled over to her bed and tucked herself in. With the faint noises of her belly as her lullaby, Megan fell as sleep with a smile on her.
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