homework isn't much, but...
Comic Vore, GTS/GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 19
by
copier
· original author:
davidargall
"Guess I'd best hit the books. The way things are going, I may not have many chances to study." This is supposed to be a joke, but Sonja quickly begins to wonder just how much of one it is. A girl reforming in a place she had never been is rare enough. Reforming there twice, in a row yet. That has got to be really rare. Is there some reason she keeps on reforming here? Or is she just really really "lucky"? Well, it could be just a co-incidence. At least she can hope so...
Emerging from the closet, Sonja finds the study desk is built for one, and for two to use it, neither should be sensitive about casual contact. She is a bit surprised to find she isn't, at least not nearly as much as she would have assumed just this morning. Apparently being eaten and digested, among other things, mellows one.
Not that she, or girls in general for that matter, is insensitve. She recalls seeing one lass slapping the lad who was swallowing her because he tried to cop a feel. Strange how now being a girl makes her more sympathetic with that lass' indignation.
However, that ancient history can be speculated about another time. Right now she sits down with no qualms about contact and ready to scream bloody murder if there is "contact".
However, Larry stays within bounds, probably anyway. And Sonja's greatest annoyance is with the homework, which is for her weakest and most hated subject. When what seens years later Larry announces that he is hungry, she greets the news with relief instead of the horror of just this morning. Instead of backing away as his mouth opens wide, she is loosening her blouse so it will come off easily as she is swallowed. She has time to think that she is getting used to this pretty fast before Larry becomes her all consuming interest.
Then her face is in his tongue again and she must rush to get the blouse off as he swallows her head and his teeth rake down her neck. Removing her bra, she leaves to Larry. He may be enjoying that more than he should, but it is still a lot easier for him to unfasten, and at least arguably easier to have him pull it off too. Now she is ready to enjoy being a meal.
Once again his tongue is licking her sweetly curved mounds, which swell till they are painful. But this time, he is taking his time in taking her to completion. She wishes her head was outside so she can tell him not to play with his food. However eventually she feels a gentle shutter. A relief, but it is a little for a lot of effort. Or so it seems until the main wave breaks over her, a shattering explosion that leaves her in a thousand pieces.
Sonja is sober again only as Larry is consuming those lovely hips of her's, and getting to work on her warm damp entrance. Again, he takes his time, and if the result is not so overpowering, she still lets loose a scream that would have threatened windows if her head was not in his stomach.
Now it is time for his lips to move down her smooth and tender legs and then to curl into a ball of meat in his belly, a process that may not be as overwhelming as what went before, but is still quite pleasant.
However, it is somehow the most pleasant to hear Larry ask "Now which comic should I read to you?"
Emerging from the closet, Sonja finds the study desk is built for one, and for two to use it, neither should be sensitive about casual contact. She is a bit surprised to find she isn't, at least not nearly as much as she would have assumed just this morning. Apparently being eaten and digested, among other things, mellows one.
Not that she, or girls in general for that matter, is insensitve. She recalls seeing one lass slapping the lad who was swallowing her because he tried to cop a feel. Strange how now being a girl makes her more sympathetic with that lass' indignation.
However, that ancient history can be speculated about another time. Right now she sits down with no qualms about contact and ready to scream bloody murder if there is "contact".
However, Larry stays within bounds, probably anyway. And Sonja's greatest annoyance is with the homework, which is for her weakest and most hated subject. When what seens years later Larry announces that he is hungry, she greets the news with relief instead of the horror of just this morning. Instead of backing away as his mouth opens wide, she is loosening her blouse so it will come off easily as she is swallowed. She has time to think that she is getting used to this pretty fast before Larry becomes her all consuming interest.
Then her face is in his tongue again and she must rush to get the blouse off as he swallows her head and his teeth rake down her neck. Removing her bra, she leaves to Larry. He may be enjoying that more than he should, but it is still a lot easier for him to unfasten, and at least arguably easier to have him pull it off too. Now she is ready to enjoy being a meal.
Once again his tongue is licking her sweetly curved mounds, which swell till they are painful. But this time, he is taking his time in taking her to completion. She wishes her head was outside so she can tell him not to play with his food. However eventually she feels a gentle shutter. A relief, but it is a little for a lot of effort. Or so it seems until the main wave breaks over her, a shattering explosion that leaves her in a thousand pieces.
Sonja is sober again only as Larry is consuming those lovely hips of her's, and getting to work on her warm damp entrance. Again, he takes his time, and if the result is not so overpowering, she still lets loose a scream that would have threatened windows if her head was not in his stomach.
Now it is time for his lips to move down her smooth and tender legs and then to curl into a ball of meat in his belly, a process that may not be as overwhelming as what went before, but is still quite pleasant.
However, it is somehow the most pleasant to hear Larry ask "Now which comic should I read to you?"
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