Densuke's for Dinner
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 34
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Sitting alone in one of the Eiken clubhouses’ storage rooms, a very pensive Chiharu touched her lips gently and thought about what had just transpired. Her lips still tingled from the intense, but brief kiss Densuke had given her in front of the whole club. Not a second after Densuke broke his kiss did nearly the whole club swarm him, throwing out questions to the overwhelmed boy. Everyone wanted details, facts and even descriptions of what was going on between him and Chiharu. In the commotion, Chiharu slipped out, needing to clear her head. Now that the cat was out of the bag things were bound to change.
“So how you doing after getting your tonsils cleaned by Densuke’s tongue?”
Chiharu took a sharp intake of air at the cynical, yet playful voice behind her. Turning around, she faced one of the few women with a chest that could compare to hers. Kirika stood brashly in front of Chiharu, looking like the proverbial cat that had eaten the canary.
“Fine,” Chiharu said as she hugged her sides. She was a friend to the taller girl, but Kirika’s more forceful nature never sat well with the timid Chiharu. While she felt uncomfortable with her well endowed, luscious body, Kirika loved to flaunt it, using ever chance possible to flaunt her sexuality. How Kirika swallowed and sucked on frozen bananas made Chiharu feel very uncomfortable.
“Good,” Kirika purred and walked closer, her chest bobbing under her tight sweater every step she took. She got close to Chiharu, slinging an arm around her shoulder in a friendly manner. A dark blush formed on Chiharu’s face as Kirika pushed her body against hers before whispering softly into her ear. “So tell, you and our hapless boy Rumblin’ and tumblin’ under the blankets?”
A heavy sigh escaped Chiharu. She didn’t push the assertive girl away from her, but rather smiled coyly back. If Kirika wanted to know, she was going to tell her. Maybe getting to full truth will get her off Densuke’s back. “Densuke’s been banging me like crazy nearly every day for the last few weeks. We’ve been doing it everywhere, even in the clubhouse.”
That information put a wicked smile on Kirika’s face. The tall girl let out a cackle that could only be described as pure evil. It didn’t bother Chiharu too much, she had gotten used to Kirika’s brand of evil. It seemed like Kirika had cruel intentions on her mind and most likely they were all reserved for Densuke. Every chance Kirika got, she loved to annoy and frustrate Densuke, rubbing her enormous breasts in his face, making him dress in drag and even grope her own chest. With this information, Chiharu knew that Kirika was going to up her teasing to new levels. But not even Chiharu was prepared for what Kirika had in store for her boyfriend. Just as Chiharu was about to leave and warn Densuke that Kirika was up to something evil, Kirika slipped up and muttered something that made Chiharu freeze.
“I’m so going to enjoy eating Densuke.”
Thinking she must have misheard Kirika, Chiharu murmured calmly, “Excuse me, what did you say.”
“Nothing!” Kirika blurted out quickly. Chiharu narrowed her eyes at Kirika, knowing that she had definitely heard Kirika say she was going to eat her boyfriend, even though that had to be impossible. Things grew tense as Chiharu continued to glare at Kirika, who tried and failed miserably to act innocent. For a long couple of moments both girls had a stare down, when finally, an irritated Kirika cracked.
“Okay, okay, okay, I’m planning to eat Densuke now that he’s not a virgin. Happy now?”
Chiharu blinked, not happy, just confused. What the hell was Kirika saying? Was eating Densuke some kind of slang for having sex with him because if it was Chiharu was going to be pissed. Her ignorance didn’t go unnoticed by Kirika, who in a very unladylike way snorted in amusement. “You’re kidding me, you don’t know? This is classic, your mom forces me to not tell anyone and wait until Densuke gets his cherry popped, but she doesn’t even tell her own daughter.”
“What does my mother have to do with eating Densuke?” Chiharu could feel a headache setting in as she tried to piece together what was going on. Things were getting weird and it wasn’t that shocking that Chiharu’s mother was some how in the middle of it. Keiko Shinonome, Chiharu’s mother, was a ditzy, easygoing woman with a chest that was nearly the size of Densuke. Beautiful like her daughter, Keiko approved of the wackiness in her daughters life full heartedly, actually going as far as to support it.
“Everything,” Kirika snorted and leaned back with an easygoing smile. “She actually told me to tell her right away when you and Densuke get your funk on so she can eat him after I’ve gotten my turn.”
Chiharu snapped that instant. She was used to craziness, but this was taking things to a whole new level of insanity. Her friend and her mother were going to eat her boyfriend. It was so frustrating because Kirika was acting so casual about it. It pushed Chiharu over the Edge and she grabbed Kirika by the shirt, scream in her face as Kirika looked on in amusement.
“HOW CAN YOU EVEN EAT DENSUKE?!”
Chuckling, Kirika pushed Chiharu’s hands off her and calmly explained to the distraught girl the simple truth. “I can eat Densuke because I’m in the Eiken club. Everyone in the Eiken club can eat Densuke, even you. It's just that no one knows it yet.”
“Everyone can what?” Chiharu whispered in disbelief.
“Everyone in the club can eat Densuke by expanding your mouths really wide, pushing Densuke down their elastic throats and dropping him into their stomachs which will bloat out with his trapped form. Everyone in the club can do it, me, Komoe, Grace, Kyoko, Yuriko, Kuma, even our green haired teacher, but most of all you! You! You! You! You can stretch your mouth over his whole body and gulp him down, like a big boobed snake. Just think of it, your lover curled up in your big, drooping gut, completely surrounded by the woman he loves.”
Kirika patted Chiharu’s stomach, indicating to her where she could send Densuke if she so wished. Unsure of what to think or feel, Chiharu just gapped at Kirika, half expecting Kirika to start laughing and admit that she was just messing with her. However, slowly it sank in, as there was no sign of humor on Kirika’s face. She was dead serious, which is something Kirika never was.
“I can eat Densuke?” Chiharu asked again, rolling the thought inside her mind. Kirika nodded, letting Chiharu deal with the strange new information that had been hidden from her.
Seeing Chiharu’s reaction put a smirk on Kirika’s face. If this was how she reacts to this small secret, wait until she finds out how good it feels to eat someone, or how it isn’t just their mouths that can swallow people. That was going to be just as good as the expression on Densuke’s face when he realizes he’s dinner.
“So how you doing after getting your tonsils cleaned by Densuke’s tongue?”
Chiharu took a sharp intake of air at the cynical, yet playful voice behind her. Turning around, she faced one of the few women with a chest that could compare to hers. Kirika stood brashly in front of Chiharu, looking like the proverbial cat that had eaten the canary.
“Fine,” Chiharu said as she hugged her sides. She was a friend to the taller girl, but Kirika’s more forceful nature never sat well with the timid Chiharu. While she felt uncomfortable with her well endowed, luscious body, Kirika loved to flaunt it, using ever chance possible to flaunt her sexuality. How Kirika swallowed and sucked on frozen bananas made Chiharu feel very uncomfortable.
“Good,” Kirika purred and walked closer, her chest bobbing under her tight sweater every step she took. She got close to Chiharu, slinging an arm around her shoulder in a friendly manner. A dark blush formed on Chiharu’s face as Kirika pushed her body against hers before whispering softly into her ear. “So tell, you and our hapless boy Rumblin’ and tumblin’ under the blankets?”
A heavy sigh escaped Chiharu. She didn’t push the assertive girl away from her, but rather smiled coyly back. If Kirika wanted to know, she was going to tell her. Maybe getting to full truth will get her off Densuke’s back. “Densuke’s been banging me like crazy nearly every day for the last few weeks. We’ve been doing it everywhere, even in the clubhouse.”
That information put a wicked smile on Kirika’s face. The tall girl let out a cackle that could only be described as pure evil. It didn’t bother Chiharu too much, she had gotten used to Kirika’s brand of evil. It seemed like Kirika had cruel intentions on her mind and most likely they were all reserved for Densuke. Every chance Kirika got, she loved to annoy and frustrate Densuke, rubbing her enormous breasts in his face, making him dress in drag and even grope her own chest. With this information, Chiharu knew that Kirika was going to up her teasing to new levels. But not even Chiharu was prepared for what Kirika had in store for her boyfriend. Just as Chiharu was about to leave and warn Densuke that Kirika was up to something evil, Kirika slipped up and muttered something that made Chiharu freeze.
“I’m so going to enjoy eating Densuke.”
Thinking she must have misheard Kirika, Chiharu murmured calmly, “Excuse me, what did you say.”
“Nothing!” Kirika blurted out quickly. Chiharu narrowed her eyes at Kirika, knowing that she had definitely heard Kirika say she was going to eat her boyfriend, even though that had to be impossible. Things grew tense as Chiharu continued to glare at Kirika, who tried and failed miserably to act innocent. For a long couple of moments both girls had a stare down, when finally, an irritated Kirika cracked.
“Okay, okay, okay, I’m planning to eat Densuke now that he’s not a virgin. Happy now?”
Chiharu blinked, not happy, just confused. What the hell was Kirika saying? Was eating Densuke some kind of slang for having sex with him because if it was Chiharu was going to be pissed. Her ignorance didn’t go unnoticed by Kirika, who in a very unladylike way snorted in amusement. “You’re kidding me, you don’t know? This is classic, your mom forces me to not tell anyone and wait until Densuke gets his cherry popped, but she doesn’t even tell her own daughter.”
“What does my mother have to do with eating Densuke?” Chiharu could feel a headache setting in as she tried to piece together what was going on. Things were getting weird and it wasn’t that shocking that Chiharu’s mother was some how in the middle of it. Keiko Shinonome, Chiharu’s mother, was a ditzy, easygoing woman with a chest that was nearly the size of Densuke. Beautiful like her daughter, Keiko approved of the wackiness in her daughters life full heartedly, actually going as far as to support it.
“Everything,” Kirika snorted and leaned back with an easygoing smile. “She actually told me to tell her right away when you and Densuke get your funk on so she can eat him after I’ve gotten my turn.”
Chiharu snapped that instant. She was used to craziness, but this was taking things to a whole new level of insanity. Her friend and her mother were going to eat her boyfriend. It was so frustrating because Kirika was acting so casual about it. It pushed Chiharu over the Edge and she grabbed Kirika by the shirt, scream in her face as Kirika looked on in amusement.
“HOW CAN YOU EVEN EAT DENSUKE?!”
Chuckling, Kirika pushed Chiharu’s hands off her and calmly explained to the distraught girl the simple truth. “I can eat Densuke because I’m in the Eiken club. Everyone in the Eiken club can eat Densuke, even you. It's just that no one knows it yet.”
“Everyone can what?” Chiharu whispered in disbelief.
“Everyone in the club can eat Densuke by expanding your mouths really wide, pushing Densuke down their elastic throats and dropping him into their stomachs which will bloat out with his trapped form. Everyone in the club can do it, me, Komoe, Grace, Kyoko, Yuriko, Kuma, even our green haired teacher, but most of all you! You! You! You! You can stretch your mouth over his whole body and gulp him down, like a big boobed snake. Just think of it, your lover curled up in your big, drooping gut, completely surrounded by the woman he loves.”
Kirika patted Chiharu’s stomach, indicating to her where she could send Densuke if she so wished. Unsure of what to think or feel, Chiharu just gapped at Kirika, half expecting Kirika to start laughing and admit that she was just messing with her. However, slowly it sank in, as there was no sign of humor on Kirika’s face. She was dead serious, which is something Kirika never was.
“I can eat Densuke?” Chiharu asked again, rolling the thought inside her mind. Kirika nodded, letting Chiharu deal with the strange new information that had been hidden from her.
Seeing Chiharu’s reaction put a smirk on Kirika’s face. If this was how she reacts to this small secret, wait until she finds out how good it feels to eat someone, or how it isn’t just their mouths that can swallow people. That was going to be just as good as the expression on Densuke’s face when he realizes he’s dinner.
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