"I learned that Jet feels good in my underwear...
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 5
by
copier
· original author:
kenshintrigger
"I learned that Jet feels good in my underwear!" You heard your daughter said, and to be honest, you really didn't know whether to be ashamed, confused, embarrassed, or just plain angry with your daughter. She was the highly experimental type, but you never thought she'd be this kind of experimental, at least not so early.
"Dear.... did Jet want you to do this too him?" You asked inquisitively.
"Of course he did!" Your daughter responded in that bubbly little girl's voice. You shoot a stern look over to your son who was fervently shaking his head. Your look softened, as you believed him. Your son was too shy and bashful to have protested, at least violently, and your daughter was always too forward and oblivious to tell if someone was refusing or liking something.
"well please don't do it honey. I'm serious." You say to your daughter. She returned your look with a sad one, not understanding.
"But why dad? I like it a lot."
"Because its not a good thing to do. Remember? we talked about this. You can't do things like this to your brother, just because he's smaller than you. It.... *sigh* may feel good to you, but I'm sure your brother doesn't enjoy it as much as he lets on."
"Why would he look like he's liking it though."
Again, this would have been misinterpreted if it wasn't for the fact you had a very good idea of how it all unfolded, as it had happened many times to you in your childhood. You didn't necessarily want to chew her out on the fact that she's oblivious and end up hurting her feelings though, so you decide to sugar coat it a little.... ok a lot.
"Well dear.... he didn't want yo hurt your feelings. Jet probably saw you were enjoying it, and as much as he hated it, he didn't want to make you unhappy. Thats because he's a good brother."
"Oh, ok. I won't do it anymore." She looked a little dejected, but not sad which was good. She was still holding onto you both like dolls, but she didn't squeeze as much right now. You were now speaking to her on a good father-daughter level, so you thought you might want to add some of your own experience to the situation while you still had her attention.
"Yes, I was in his situation many times growing up. My little sister... your aunt Tulip, I mean, she was a little hellion to me when I was younger. She was always doing things to me, unpleasant things like torturing me with her feet, forcing me into her panties, swallowing me whole from time to time, even sticking me up her rear end..."
She looked surprised. "Aunt Tulip gobbled you up before?" You were so happy that she was listening to you that you didn't notice that she was now looking at her brother with contemplation in her eyes and her tongue licking her lips.
"Oh yes honey. That was your aunt's favorite thing to do to me, then she'd tease me in her stomach by telling me how good I tasted. She loved to see me squirm too, luckily she leveled out in high school and we became much better in terms of brother and sister. Only time she ate me after that was when she was trying to sneak me off to college with her without out parents knowing. But your a good girl and know that you shouldn't..."
You stopped as you heard your son's muffled cries. Looking up, to your shock and dismay, your daughter was now eagerly pushing your son into her mouth. Jet was a mouthful for her, but you had seen Jenny swallow other stuff whole before.
"Jenny! Spit your brother out now!" You yelled at her, but the way her mouth was stuffed, she could barely hear you over her brother's cries were hitting her eardrums more directly. His feet are sticking out of her mouth every so often, and you see her trying to swallow, amidst your yells telling her to stop. To help swallow her brother down, she sticks in her finger and pushes him down, proceeding to swallow harder until her mouth was empty and a bulge was wiggling down her throat.
"Hmmm, all gone!" Jenny said, opening her mouth to you as she usually did when she finished her vegetables. "Jet was soooo yummy, and he feels so good in my tummy. I want to ask mommy if I can have him for dinner every night."
She noticed your disapproving look and looked a little distraught again. "what's wrong doll-daddy?"
"Jenny, this is even worse than putting him in your panties. How many times do I have to tell you, he's not a toy, and he's certainly not food. Would you like it if he got stuck in you?"
Jenny giggled, feeling her brother struggle inside her. Her taught child belly was thin enough to show the lumps and bumps of your 5-year-old son trying to escape his sister's appetite.
"Don't worry daddy! I ate him up and he'll just come out the other end, like my food always does!"
"Dear, what if he didn't come out?" You were losing your patience with your daughter now. "Your tummy turns food into poop dear, remember? What if you accidentally turned your bother into poop? You'd never be able to see him again, just because you gobbled him up."
Tears welled up in her eyes, and you thought "oh god" to yourself, so you tried to head it off.
"D-don't worry dear, its alright, you didn't know. Your brother is a lot younger than I was when I was eaten by Auntie Tulip, so I'm worried about him. I know you wouldn't want to hurt him."
She nodded, holding back the tears and stroking her tummy with her fingers.
"Just, please don't be like your aunt when she was little. Ok, now dear, I'm going to ask you to eat me too.." You should probably be with jet right now, he was probably panicking. He and his sister both didn't really know that this disease makes one immune to digestive acids and very resistant to injury over all, due to the condensing of material or some such thing.
"B-but daddy, you said I'm not supposed to make you into poop...." She was really worried about her brother too.
"Don't worry, I'm sure he's fine. He wouldn't digest much anyway, I just don't want you to think you can just up and do it. you never know how hazardous your stomach can be, dear, its one of the few things in your body you cannot control, and it will only see things in it as food, not your brother. but look, I need to help Jet right now, so I need to go inside you honey. We will have a talk about this later with your mom though, ok? I want you to tell her."
She nodded and wiped her tears, smiling a little. She was still obviously worried, good girl, but she did feel better now that she knew her brother wouldn't be turned into poo.
In order to allow you in to her belly, she....
"Dear.... did Jet want you to do this too him?" You asked inquisitively.
"Of course he did!" Your daughter responded in that bubbly little girl's voice. You shoot a stern look over to your son who was fervently shaking his head. Your look softened, as you believed him. Your son was too shy and bashful to have protested, at least violently, and your daughter was always too forward and oblivious to tell if someone was refusing or liking something.
"well please don't do it honey. I'm serious." You say to your daughter. She returned your look with a sad one, not understanding.
"But why dad? I like it a lot."
"Because its not a good thing to do. Remember? we talked about this. You can't do things like this to your brother, just because he's smaller than you. It.... *sigh* may feel good to you, but I'm sure your brother doesn't enjoy it as much as he lets on."
"Why would he look like he's liking it though."
Again, this would have been misinterpreted if it wasn't for the fact you had a very good idea of how it all unfolded, as it had happened many times to you in your childhood. You didn't necessarily want to chew her out on the fact that she's oblivious and end up hurting her feelings though, so you decide to sugar coat it a little.... ok a lot.
"Well dear.... he didn't want yo hurt your feelings. Jet probably saw you were enjoying it, and as much as he hated it, he didn't want to make you unhappy. Thats because he's a good brother."
"Oh, ok. I won't do it anymore." She looked a little dejected, but not sad which was good. She was still holding onto you both like dolls, but she didn't squeeze as much right now. You were now speaking to her on a good father-daughter level, so you thought you might want to add some of your own experience to the situation while you still had her attention.
"Yes, I was in his situation many times growing up. My little sister... your aunt Tulip, I mean, she was a little hellion to me when I was younger. She was always doing things to me, unpleasant things like torturing me with her feet, forcing me into her panties, swallowing me whole from time to time, even sticking me up her rear end..."
She looked surprised. "Aunt Tulip gobbled you up before?" You were so happy that she was listening to you that you didn't notice that she was now looking at her brother with contemplation in her eyes and her tongue licking her lips.
"Oh yes honey. That was your aunt's favorite thing to do to me, then she'd tease me in her stomach by telling me how good I tasted. She loved to see me squirm too, luckily she leveled out in high school and we became much better in terms of brother and sister. Only time she ate me after that was when she was trying to sneak me off to college with her without out parents knowing. But your a good girl and know that you shouldn't..."
You stopped as you heard your son's muffled cries. Looking up, to your shock and dismay, your daughter was now eagerly pushing your son into her mouth. Jet was a mouthful for her, but you had seen Jenny swallow other stuff whole before.
"Jenny! Spit your brother out now!" You yelled at her, but the way her mouth was stuffed, she could barely hear you over her brother's cries were hitting her eardrums more directly. His feet are sticking out of her mouth every so often, and you see her trying to swallow, amidst your yells telling her to stop. To help swallow her brother down, she sticks in her finger and pushes him down, proceeding to swallow harder until her mouth was empty and a bulge was wiggling down her throat.
"Hmmm, all gone!" Jenny said, opening her mouth to you as she usually did when she finished her vegetables. "Jet was soooo yummy, and he feels so good in my tummy. I want to ask mommy if I can have him for dinner every night."
She noticed your disapproving look and looked a little distraught again. "what's wrong doll-daddy?"
"Jenny, this is even worse than putting him in your panties. How many times do I have to tell you, he's not a toy, and he's certainly not food. Would you like it if he got stuck in you?"
Jenny giggled, feeling her brother struggle inside her. Her taught child belly was thin enough to show the lumps and bumps of your 5-year-old son trying to escape his sister's appetite.
"Don't worry daddy! I ate him up and he'll just come out the other end, like my food always does!"
"Dear, what if he didn't come out?" You were losing your patience with your daughter now. "Your tummy turns food into poop dear, remember? What if you accidentally turned your bother into poop? You'd never be able to see him again, just because you gobbled him up."
Tears welled up in her eyes, and you thought "oh god" to yourself, so you tried to head it off.
"D-don't worry dear, its alright, you didn't know. Your brother is a lot younger than I was when I was eaten by Auntie Tulip, so I'm worried about him. I know you wouldn't want to hurt him."
She nodded, holding back the tears and stroking her tummy with her fingers.
"Just, please don't be like your aunt when she was little. Ok, now dear, I'm going to ask you to eat me too.." You should probably be with jet right now, he was probably panicking. He and his sister both didn't really know that this disease makes one immune to digestive acids and very resistant to injury over all, due to the condensing of material or some such thing.
"B-but daddy, you said I'm not supposed to make you into poop...." She was really worried about her brother too.
"Don't worry, I'm sure he's fine. He wouldn't digest much anyway, I just don't want you to think you can just up and do it. you never know how hazardous your stomach can be, dear, its one of the few things in your body you cannot control, and it will only see things in it as food, not your brother. but look, I need to help Jet right now, so I need to go inside you honey. We will have a talk about this later with your mom though, ok? I want you to tell her."
She nodded and wiped her tears, smiling a little. She was still obviously worried, good girl, but she did feel better now that she knew her brother wouldn't be turned into poo.
In order to allow you in to her belly, she....
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