Convincing a lion to eat dinner
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 42
by
copier
· original author:
matheson
"What in the f-" Tulip starts to say. "Jet?! What are you-!?" She doesn't even know where to start. "You could have killed me! What were you doing in my mouth!?" Jet can't find his words, he just quivers as she yells down at him.
"Argh!" Tulip frustratingly pushes her messed hair back in place with her hand. Looking down at the little boy, she sees him shaking. Her gut reaction to anger wasn't doing anything but scaring him stiff.
Tulip takes a deep breath. Why does life keep putting her in these awkward situations, she wonders. In a more relaxed tone, she asks "Are you okay?" Jet uncovers his face with his arms. He nods yes. she sighs in slight relief, then relaxes her shoulders and lets herself fall down onto the bed.
Jet stands up to get a look at her after the quakes settle down. "Sorry I yelled at you", he hears her say across the bed. "I just woke up choking and just... kind of snapped.." They are both quiet for a moment. Jet wonders what she could be thinking about. He feels terrible inside; she must hate him.
After an awkward moment of silence, Tulip sits back up again. She pinches Jet gently between her fingers and raises him up to her face. "What were you doing in my mouth, anyways", She asks. Jet's cheeks flush red, he tries to work up the courage. Tulip decides to take a stab, "was it... you trying to wake me up and fell in?" Jet shakes his head, "no... I wanted to surprise you." She raises an eyebrow at his response, "well, you certainly did that. Why my mouth, though?" Jet swallows and says, "I wanted to make it easy for you to swallow me."
Tulip is thrown into shock. Did she really just hear that? She just stares wide eyed at him as she tries to figure out if she's still dreaming. She pinches her cheek; the sharp pain tells her it's not. "Swallow... you? You want me to... swallow you?..." she hangs on the end of the word, her mouth still forming the o. Jet smiles innocently and nods.
What the hell? Only an hour ago she had fought herself from eating the poor boy, and now here he was offering himself up on a platter. To make matters worse, she was hungry now. Maybe she could just- No! Something was off. She checked the clock in the room... There was still a good four hours before Steve and Angela came home. The door was still locked as well, so Jenny couldn't be hiding anywhere in the room. Just what was going on here?
She raises a palm and drops him on it. "Sweetie, why would you want me to eat you?", she asks, trying not to seem unraveled. "You used to eat Steve when you were little. I want to play with you like that, too", he smiles.
Tulip isn't sure what to tell him. She supposes it was playing to her, but it certainly wasn't to Steve. Part of her wanted to tell him what a bad idea it was, but the temptation was building inside her. Bits of her dream start to hit her memory. It was like this boy knew of her fantasy, and he was WILLING to play along. "Your tongue feels really nice", Jet interrupts. 'Fuuuuuuuckkk', Tulip thinks. She sits silent in thought for a minute as jet watches.
'Fine!', she thought. She can't fight this urge anymore 'If that's what he wants, then fuck it!'
There was just one thing she had to make clear. She lifts the boy closer, up to eye-level. "You can't ever tell anyone about this, okay? You have to promise", she gives him a dead serious look. "If Steve ever found out, he'll never let me see you again. Do you understand?" "Okay, I promise", he gulps.
She lowers him down, and pulls him close to her chest. She wants to give him a solid hug before she starts. She falls back onto the sheets again as she cuddles him against her.
She's already gone this far... 'what now?', she wonders. She lifts the boy up and dangles him over her mouth. She sees him looking down at her lips as her tongue runs across them, ready for his taste. He's totally willing. She could get him to do anything.
That was her last thought before opening her mouth and dropping him in.
What happens next?
"Argh!" Tulip frustratingly pushes her messed hair back in place with her hand. Looking down at the little boy, she sees him shaking. Her gut reaction to anger wasn't doing anything but scaring him stiff.
Tulip takes a deep breath. Why does life keep putting her in these awkward situations, she wonders. In a more relaxed tone, she asks "Are you okay?" Jet uncovers his face with his arms. He nods yes. she sighs in slight relief, then relaxes her shoulders and lets herself fall down onto the bed.
Jet stands up to get a look at her after the quakes settle down. "Sorry I yelled at you", he hears her say across the bed. "I just woke up choking and just... kind of snapped.." They are both quiet for a moment. Jet wonders what she could be thinking about. He feels terrible inside; she must hate him.
After an awkward moment of silence, Tulip sits back up again. She pinches Jet gently between her fingers and raises him up to her face. "What were you doing in my mouth, anyways", She asks. Jet's cheeks flush red, he tries to work up the courage. Tulip decides to take a stab, "was it... you trying to wake me up and fell in?" Jet shakes his head, "no... I wanted to surprise you." She raises an eyebrow at his response, "well, you certainly did that. Why my mouth, though?" Jet swallows and says, "I wanted to make it easy for you to swallow me."
Tulip is thrown into shock. Did she really just hear that? She just stares wide eyed at him as she tries to figure out if she's still dreaming. She pinches her cheek; the sharp pain tells her it's not. "Swallow... you? You want me to... swallow you?..." she hangs on the end of the word, her mouth still forming the o. Jet smiles innocently and nods.
What the hell? Only an hour ago she had fought herself from eating the poor boy, and now here he was offering himself up on a platter. To make matters worse, she was hungry now. Maybe she could just- No! Something was off. She checked the clock in the room... There was still a good four hours before Steve and Angela came home. The door was still locked as well, so Jenny couldn't be hiding anywhere in the room. Just what was going on here?
She raises a palm and drops him on it. "Sweetie, why would you want me to eat you?", she asks, trying not to seem unraveled. "You used to eat Steve when you were little. I want to play with you like that, too", he smiles.
Tulip isn't sure what to tell him. She supposes it was playing to her, but it certainly wasn't to Steve. Part of her wanted to tell him what a bad idea it was, but the temptation was building inside her. Bits of her dream start to hit her memory. It was like this boy knew of her fantasy, and he was WILLING to play along. "Your tongue feels really nice", Jet interrupts. 'Fuuuuuuuckkk', Tulip thinks. She sits silent in thought for a minute as jet watches.
'Fine!', she thought. She can't fight this urge anymore 'If that's what he wants, then fuck it!'
There was just one thing she had to make clear. She lifts the boy closer, up to eye-level. "You can't ever tell anyone about this, okay? You have to promise", she gives him a dead serious look. "If Steve ever found out, he'll never let me see you again. Do you understand?" "Okay, I promise", he gulps.
She lowers him down, and pulls him close to her chest. She wants to give him a solid hug before she starts. She falls back onto the sheets again as she cuddles him against her.
She's already gone this far... 'what now?', she wonders. She lifts the boy up and dangles him over her mouth. She sees him looking down at her lips as her tongue runs across them, ready for his taste. He's totally willing. She could get him to do anything.
That was her last thought before opening her mouth and dropping him in.
What happens next?
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