Traveling by Mouth
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 26
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
An uneasy silence settled between Misty and Ash, either had no clue where to go from here. The troubling subject of where Ash would have to hide for them to escape lingered between the pair. It wasn’t something Misty found easy to say, mostly because she would be asking Ash to put one hundred percent faith in her to not eat him. What Misty most worried about was Ash flat out refusing to go into her mouth willingly. It would hurt her feelings to find out that Ash didn’t trust her, and the tiny boy might hurt himself while trying to fight her off. This was all so awkward; the only saving grace was that Misty didn’t have to go with the second option of hide him in her panties. If she had to ask Ash to hop into her underwear and hug her man-eater of a cunt, she’d likely die from embarrassment.
“So, you weren’t joking around about the whole putting me in your mouth thing?” Ash scratched the back of his head, wishing right now he really had his lucky red hat. At least if he had something he was familiar with, he wouldn’t feel that out of place. Here he was, being held up seemingly hundreds of feet up between Misty fingers, trying to create some normalcy out of this bizarre situation. He joked with Misty, made light of all her discouraging remarks, but on the inside, he was sweating. He’d looked out at Misty, high above him from his pocket prison and then hotdog hideaway, he’d seen her and people he once that he knew, act in inhuman ways. That utter disregard they held for tiny people frightened him, but what really confounded Ash was that although it bothered him, he still felt like he could trust most of the people he’d seen. Sabrina, Claire and Misty had all displayed little affection for him, Misty claimed she was acting, but Ash knew she had been half serious about a few things. He strongly wanted to believe that Misty had no plans on eating him, but he still had lingering doubts. Tonight had he’d seen a side of Misty that he’d ever seen, and he wondered, did he really know the real Misty?
“Nope,” Misty replied slowly, having to take a second to find her voice. “I’m going to have to put you in my mouth, but don’t worry, I won’t swallow you. You’ll be perfectly safe, or at least as safe as someone can be inside another persons mouth.”
Misty opened her mouth to show Ash how harmless her mouth was, but she only made him more uncomfortable. Between her sharp, pearly set of white choppers was a dark and wet cave that smelt slightly minty. Strings of saliva hung from the ridges on top of her mouth down to her tongue, which lay there like giant pink whale, twitching around a pool of saliva. Past the saliva and tongue was a sudden drop, Ash knew it would send him to a place where all food goes to die. The dark drop leading to Misty’s throat seemed so huge from where Ash was, making him wonder how easy it would be to go tumbling down to his doom. At seeing Ash wasn’t being comforted by her display, Misty snapped her jaws shut, creating a sharp clank that made Ash jerk.
“Trust me, it isn’t as bad as it looks,” Misty reassured Ash, giving him her best smile.
“Really? Because it looks pretty bad.”
“It really isn’t, several of my meals even came inside there.” Misty had to grin slightly at Ash’s sudden revulsion mixed with a bit of wonder. It was shocking, but some guys really got off in her mouth. It wasn’t something Misty discouraged because the tiny salty treat went well with the tiny man.
“I hope you don’t expect me… to do that inside your mouth?” The fear was starting to fad from Ash’s thoughts, at least for the moment. Somehow, hearing Misty talk about how men sometimes had orgasms before she killed them interested Ash, and maybe made him feel a little jealous. Just because you’re about to get digested, didn’t give them the right to hump Misty’s mouth.
“Ash, if you do that, I’ll spit you up and cram you up my nose to get off with my boogers.”
“Fine, fine, fine,” Ash added quickly. He had only been kidding, why would he want to do something like that in Misty’s mouth? They didn’t have that kind of friendship. “I’ll try to contain myself while I sit a few inches away from a painful death by digestion.”
“Good, now lets get this over with. If anyone caught me talking to an entrée, I would be so embarrassed I may just drop you into my cleavage.” Misty suspended Ash over her chest right next to her chin. She wanted to mess with him one more time before he went into her mouth. Get him more focused on humor and not the potential fatal place he was going. However, like always, Ash got the last word in.
“What cleavage? All I see below me is flat plains.” Misty grimaced at the come back of her lack of upper body mass. She knew she was still developing, but when your sisters can smother three men under one boob, you tend to feel a little puny. Ash grinned back at Misty’s dower face. Her breasts actually had grown a little lately and looked huge at his current size, but he’d never tell Misty that. If he told her that he knew her breasts had grown, she might insinuate it as meaning he often looked at her chest, which in fact he had. Misty opened her mouth to reply, but instead ended the discussion completely by swiftly placing Ash in the middle of her tongue. Ash was flung forward, going from the cool ballroom, to the humid, soaked interior of Misty’s mouth. The sudden change of atmosphere left him shell shocked for a moment, but a gob of saliva that dripped down on his head awoke his indignation.
“I hope you have a towel when you let me out of her!” A low rumbling came from Misty’s throat, sending saliva sputtering into Ash’s face. Ash wiped the saliva from his eyes, just in time to see Misty’s teeth come together and plunge everything into darkness. In silence he sat there, his coolness slowly fading as he listened to the sounds of Misty’s body from inside her mouth. The slimy tongue underneath him shifted, sending him tumbling forward. Ash righted himself and tried to stay calm. He repeated in his head the same two words, trust Misty, to relax his mind. It didn’t really matter whether he trusted Misty or not at this second, his fate was in her hand or more precisely, in her mouth.
“So, you weren’t joking around about the whole putting me in your mouth thing?” Ash scratched the back of his head, wishing right now he really had his lucky red hat. At least if he had something he was familiar with, he wouldn’t feel that out of place. Here he was, being held up seemingly hundreds of feet up between Misty fingers, trying to create some normalcy out of this bizarre situation. He joked with Misty, made light of all her discouraging remarks, but on the inside, he was sweating. He’d looked out at Misty, high above him from his pocket prison and then hotdog hideaway, he’d seen her and people he once that he knew, act in inhuman ways. That utter disregard they held for tiny people frightened him, but what really confounded Ash was that although it bothered him, he still felt like he could trust most of the people he’d seen. Sabrina, Claire and Misty had all displayed little affection for him, Misty claimed she was acting, but Ash knew she had been half serious about a few things. He strongly wanted to believe that Misty had no plans on eating him, but he still had lingering doubts. Tonight had he’d seen a side of Misty that he’d ever seen, and he wondered, did he really know the real Misty?
“Nope,” Misty replied slowly, having to take a second to find her voice. “I’m going to have to put you in my mouth, but don’t worry, I won’t swallow you. You’ll be perfectly safe, or at least as safe as someone can be inside another persons mouth.”
Misty opened her mouth to show Ash how harmless her mouth was, but she only made him more uncomfortable. Between her sharp, pearly set of white choppers was a dark and wet cave that smelt slightly minty. Strings of saliva hung from the ridges on top of her mouth down to her tongue, which lay there like giant pink whale, twitching around a pool of saliva. Past the saliva and tongue was a sudden drop, Ash knew it would send him to a place where all food goes to die. The dark drop leading to Misty’s throat seemed so huge from where Ash was, making him wonder how easy it would be to go tumbling down to his doom. At seeing Ash wasn’t being comforted by her display, Misty snapped her jaws shut, creating a sharp clank that made Ash jerk.
“Trust me, it isn’t as bad as it looks,” Misty reassured Ash, giving him her best smile.
“Really? Because it looks pretty bad.”
“It really isn’t, several of my meals even came inside there.” Misty had to grin slightly at Ash’s sudden revulsion mixed with a bit of wonder. It was shocking, but some guys really got off in her mouth. It wasn’t something Misty discouraged because the tiny salty treat went well with the tiny man.
“I hope you don’t expect me… to do that inside your mouth?” The fear was starting to fad from Ash’s thoughts, at least for the moment. Somehow, hearing Misty talk about how men sometimes had orgasms before she killed them interested Ash, and maybe made him feel a little jealous. Just because you’re about to get digested, didn’t give them the right to hump Misty’s mouth.
“Ash, if you do that, I’ll spit you up and cram you up my nose to get off with my boogers.”
“Fine, fine, fine,” Ash added quickly. He had only been kidding, why would he want to do something like that in Misty’s mouth? They didn’t have that kind of friendship. “I’ll try to contain myself while I sit a few inches away from a painful death by digestion.”
“Good, now lets get this over with. If anyone caught me talking to an entrée, I would be so embarrassed I may just drop you into my cleavage.” Misty suspended Ash over her chest right next to her chin. She wanted to mess with him one more time before he went into her mouth. Get him more focused on humor and not the potential fatal place he was going. However, like always, Ash got the last word in.
“What cleavage? All I see below me is flat plains.” Misty grimaced at the come back of her lack of upper body mass. She knew she was still developing, but when your sisters can smother three men under one boob, you tend to feel a little puny. Ash grinned back at Misty’s dower face. Her breasts actually had grown a little lately and looked huge at his current size, but he’d never tell Misty that. If he told her that he knew her breasts had grown, she might insinuate it as meaning he often looked at her chest, which in fact he had. Misty opened her mouth to reply, but instead ended the discussion completely by swiftly placing Ash in the middle of her tongue. Ash was flung forward, going from the cool ballroom, to the humid, soaked interior of Misty’s mouth. The sudden change of atmosphere left him shell shocked for a moment, but a gob of saliva that dripped down on his head awoke his indignation.
“I hope you have a towel when you let me out of her!” A low rumbling came from Misty’s throat, sending saliva sputtering into Ash’s face. Ash wiped the saliva from his eyes, just in time to see Misty’s teeth come together and plunge everything into darkness. In silence he sat there, his coolness slowly fading as he listened to the sounds of Misty’s body from inside her mouth. The slimy tongue underneath him shifted, sending him tumbling forward. Ash righted himself and tried to stay calm. He repeated in his head the same two words, trust Misty, to relax his mind. It didn’t really matter whether he trusted Misty or not at this second, his fate was in her hand or more precisely, in her mouth.
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