Your Bed To Lie In
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 51
by
copier
· original author:
a27293
You breath a sigh of relief as Tien exits the room, leaving you sitting in Sora's hand. "Okay, you can stop petting me now." You tell her gruffly, turning to face her. With a smile, she obliges.
Then, suddenly, her fingers tighten around your feet and without warning, you're flipped over and brought dangling upside-down over Sora's face. Caught off-guard, you're barely able to catch a corner of your napkin toga as it falls over your head, only for Sora to immediately tear it out of your grasp and toss it nonchalantly to the floor behind her.
"Okay, here, boy! Time to tuck you in for bed~!" She coos as you flail in surprise, using the same tone she did just before Tien left the room. You have a feeling you know exactly what she means, and that feeling is confirmed as she starts widening her mouth below you.
"S-Sora, stop! Your mom's not here, so quit it already!" You sputter, flailing uselessly.
And stop she does, pulling back and giving you a confused look. "But... I'm not?" She tells you, head cocked, looking at you like you'd just said something strange. "Even though you're my pet, you're still a boy, and I can't just have a boy sleeping in my room. Sleeping in my tummy is fine, though! That way, I'll know you aren't trying anything~."
She feigns innocence, but the Cheshire-Cat grin across her face belies the truth of her nefarious intentions. Just as you start to protest, however, her mouth pops open again to let a slime-covered tongue stick out and slap you across your face and chest, cutting you off as spit covers your chest and face, and fills your mouth. But instead of stopping there, the tongue immediately comes back to hit you from behind, and then starts batting you back and forth from all directions.
Unable to get a word in edgewise as your impromptu sparring partner knocks you around, the thing that saves you a few seconds later is, surprisingly, Tien's voice. "Playing with your food again, sweetie?" She says from the doorway, prompting Sora to snap back to attention and let you wipe your face off. Turning the side, still tightly clenched in Sora's grip, you see Tien carefully negotiate the door frame with a large dollhouse in her arms, saying: "It's fine if you want to swallow him, just don't play too much about it. Before you do that, though, come take a look at this..."
You're cautiously optimistic by the sudden surprise, as Tien sets down the dollhouse down by Sora's bed, telling her you could sleep in it. "And look, the roof comes off just like this," she adds, showing her, "so you can check on him anytime. Isn't that nice?" She smiles.
The inside of the dollhouse is simple and sparsely furnished, but amazingly, actually looks like the three rooms inside could be a comfortable fit for you. Sora, though, is much less enthusiastic. "It's nice. Thank you, mommy" she answers dutifully, peering into the now-open dwelling. "Um. Is it really okay for him to sleep on that bed, though? There's no bedding..."
"Yes, we couldn't get tiny sheets and blankets on such short notice. I'm sure you'll figure something out." Tien answers, ruffling Sora's hair. So saying, she turns to leave, closing the door with some final parting words: "either way, lights out in five minutes okay? I mean it!"
In the brief silence that follows, you wipe more spit off your face as you turn to Sora. "Okay, I have my own room now. No excuse for eating me." You tell her, glad to have apparently dodged that bullet.
"Hmm, I dunno... that hard plastic bed won't be warm or comfy..." she tries to stall, and is suddenly gratified as a light breeze from the vent hits your wet figure, causing you to shiver in the sudden cold. Seeing this, she giggles. "You sure you don't wanna sleep in my belly? It'll be real soft and warm. I bet you liked sleeping there before~..."
You roll your eyes at her, as she lifts you to her mouth and opens wide again, to give you a closer look at your prospective destination.
Actually... you had slept really well the other night, when she ate you before bed, but you'll never admit it. "Just get me some napkins or something to use as bedding, that'll be fine" you tell her flatly, refusing to take the bait.
Sora frowns in apparent disappointment at your answer, but then suddenly lights up with another mischievous-looking grin. "Okay, I know what'll work!" She sets you on the bed, where you can look down directly into the open dollhouse, and then bounds across the room and back in a flash, holding something pink she grabbed off the floor. As she bends down and gently drapes it over the plastic bed, you immediately recognize it as one of her dirty socks, discarded before your 'training' earlier in the day.
"What- hey!" You protest at her, answered only by amused giggles as she sticks her tongue out at you playfully. "Don't- c'mon, Sora! Knock it off!"
"Nnnnope. I think that'll be nice and soft and warm for you, so it's fine!"
"It's gonna stink up the whole room! C'mon!"
"Pets should get used to their owner's smell, shouldn't they?~"
You start to get angry, but she pays it no mind, crossing her arms and smirking cheekily at your pouting form. "But, if you want to just sleep in my tummy again instead, that's fine too. All you have to do is say 'please, Sora-' no, 'please, oh great and super cute beautiful kitty princess, would you let your mousey go home to your belly for the night, where he can be all safe and snug?' And maybe then I'll open up and let you hop inside." She grins some more, seemingly either not noticing or not caring about your worsening mood. "Buuuut if you wanna sleep in your own bed, that's fine too. Just hurry up and pick one because I gotta turn out the light soon."
In response, you...
Then, suddenly, her fingers tighten around your feet and without warning, you're flipped over and brought dangling upside-down over Sora's face. Caught off-guard, you're barely able to catch a corner of your napkin toga as it falls over your head, only for Sora to immediately tear it out of your grasp and toss it nonchalantly to the floor behind her.
"Okay, here, boy! Time to tuck you in for bed~!" She coos as you flail in surprise, using the same tone she did just before Tien left the room. You have a feeling you know exactly what she means, and that feeling is confirmed as she starts widening her mouth below you.
"S-Sora, stop! Your mom's not here, so quit it already!" You sputter, flailing uselessly.
And stop she does, pulling back and giving you a confused look. "But... I'm not?" She tells you, head cocked, looking at you like you'd just said something strange. "Even though you're my pet, you're still a boy, and I can't just have a boy sleeping in my room. Sleeping in my tummy is fine, though! That way, I'll know you aren't trying anything~."
She feigns innocence, but the Cheshire-Cat grin across her face belies the truth of her nefarious intentions. Just as you start to protest, however, her mouth pops open again to let a slime-covered tongue stick out and slap you across your face and chest, cutting you off as spit covers your chest and face, and fills your mouth. But instead of stopping there, the tongue immediately comes back to hit you from behind, and then starts batting you back and forth from all directions.
Unable to get a word in edgewise as your impromptu sparring partner knocks you around, the thing that saves you a few seconds later is, surprisingly, Tien's voice. "Playing with your food again, sweetie?" She says from the doorway, prompting Sora to snap back to attention and let you wipe your face off. Turning the side, still tightly clenched in Sora's grip, you see Tien carefully negotiate the door frame with a large dollhouse in her arms, saying: "It's fine if you want to swallow him, just don't play too much about it. Before you do that, though, come take a look at this..."
You're cautiously optimistic by the sudden surprise, as Tien sets down the dollhouse down by Sora's bed, telling her you could sleep in it. "And look, the roof comes off just like this," she adds, showing her, "so you can check on him anytime. Isn't that nice?" She smiles.
The inside of the dollhouse is simple and sparsely furnished, but amazingly, actually looks like the three rooms inside could be a comfortable fit for you. Sora, though, is much less enthusiastic. "It's nice. Thank you, mommy" she answers dutifully, peering into the now-open dwelling. "Um. Is it really okay for him to sleep on that bed, though? There's no bedding..."
"Yes, we couldn't get tiny sheets and blankets on such short notice. I'm sure you'll figure something out." Tien answers, ruffling Sora's hair. So saying, she turns to leave, closing the door with some final parting words: "either way, lights out in five minutes okay? I mean it!"
In the brief silence that follows, you wipe more spit off your face as you turn to Sora. "Okay, I have my own room now. No excuse for eating me." You tell her, glad to have apparently dodged that bullet.
"Hmm, I dunno... that hard plastic bed won't be warm or comfy..." she tries to stall, and is suddenly gratified as a light breeze from the vent hits your wet figure, causing you to shiver in the sudden cold. Seeing this, she giggles. "You sure you don't wanna sleep in my belly? It'll be real soft and warm. I bet you liked sleeping there before~..."
You roll your eyes at her, as she lifts you to her mouth and opens wide again, to give you a closer look at your prospective destination.
Actually... you had slept really well the other night, when she ate you before bed, but you'll never admit it. "Just get me some napkins or something to use as bedding, that'll be fine" you tell her flatly, refusing to take the bait.
Sora frowns in apparent disappointment at your answer, but then suddenly lights up with another mischievous-looking grin. "Okay, I know what'll work!" She sets you on the bed, where you can look down directly into the open dollhouse, and then bounds across the room and back in a flash, holding something pink she grabbed off the floor. As she bends down and gently drapes it over the plastic bed, you immediately recognize it as one of her dirty socks, discarded before your 'training' earlier in the day.
"What- hey!" You protest at her, answered only by amused giggles as she sticks her tongue out at you playfully. "Don't- c'mon, Sora! Knock it off!"
"Nnnnope. I think that'll be nice and soft and warm for you, so it's fine!"
"It's gonna stink up the whole room! C'mon!"
"Pets should get used to their owner's smell, shouldn't they?~"
You start to get angry, but she pays it no mind, crossing her arms and smirking cheekily at your pouting form. "But, if you want to just sleep in my tummy again instead, that's fine too. All you have to do is say 'please, Sora-' no, 'please, oh great and super cute beautiful kitty princess, would you let your mousey go home to your belly for the night, where he can be all safe and snug?' And maybe then I'll open up and let you hop inside." She grins some more, seemingly either not noticing or not caring about your worsening mood. "Buuuut if you wanna sleep in your own bed, that's fine too. Just hurry up and pick one because I gotta turn out the light soon."
In response, you...
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