It's always the quiet ones you should watch for
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
desolation
Sucking on the end of the chopstick for a second, she frowns when what she tastes isn't eel. Pulling the chopstick out of her mouth, she sees you barely hanging on to the end of it. Her eyes widen a bit when she sees this, as she wouldn't have noticed anything if you had fallen off and were swallowed. Seeing her get wide eyed, Paul got up and walked over to her. Noticing you on the chopsticks, he reached over and took you in his hand.
You had finally caught your breath after being in two dark and stifling places when Paul was holding you. Standing up to your current max height, which wasn't much, you face the giant that holds you and shout, "Damn it...I'm dieing here! The last thing I wanted before I leave the land of the living is the memory of being stuffed down my best friend's dick! Even if I don't last the night, I want to go out on my terms!"
Paul's eyes widened to match your wife's as realization hit him like a bullet train. The realization being that he hadn't even considered how you would feel about all of this. Mostly, he was just going along with your wife, thinking she would know how you would have wanted things to go. Even more realization struck him when he remembered that he had called you a pet when he decided to give you some food. He now understood that he had begun to think of you as less than human because of your illness.
You weren't finished with your rant, as you turned away from Paul to face your wife, "And you, you selfish bitch, we've been married for less than a year and when you learn that I'm dieing, you decide to bring another guy in and start banging him! What the hell's wrong with you? I bet you weren't even going to grieve a tear before you started looking for some new guy to bang hips with after this is 'threesome' is over!"
You had finally caught your breath after being in two dark and stifling places when Paul was holding you. Standing up to your current max height, which wasn't much, you face the giant that holds you and shout, "Damn it...I'm dieing here! The last thing I wanted before I leave the land of the living is the memory of being stuffed down my best friend's dick! Even if I don't last the night, I want to go out on my terms!"
Paul's eyes widened to match your wife's as realization hit him like a bullet train. The realization being that he hadn't even considered how you would feel about all of this. Mostly, he was just going along with your wife, thinking she would know how you would have wanted things to go. Even more realization struck him when he remembered that he had called you a pet when he decided to give you some food. He now understood that he had begun to think of you as less than human because of your illness.
You weren't finished with your rant, as you turned away from Paul to face your wife, "And you, you selfish bitch, we've been married for less than a year and when you learn that I'm dieing, you decide to bring another guy in and start banging him! What the hell's wrong with you? I bet you weren't even going to grieve a tear before you started looking for some new guy to bang hips with after this is 'threesome' is over!"
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