In too deep
Anime Vore, GTS, GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 55
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
The sudden invasion of his neck made Louie nearly gag, but he fought the urge down and tried to relax his throat. His neck bulged slightly from Merrill’s hand as she pushed it in and the bulge moved down his esophagus, as she pushed forward. As her hand was resting snuggly in his throat, her wrist was rubbing against his tongue. The pungent flavor of her skin invaded Louie’s senses, triggering something in his brain. Her flavor was so rich and light, like some exotic meat. Louie wondered if this was what women really tasted like or if what he tasted was only a side effect of his spell.
“Hey dummy, open your throat up. I can’t get my hand down your scrawny neck.” Louie regained focus and he took a breath through his nose and relaxed his throat. Merrill felt the throat loosen and contract, jerking her hand down Louie’s esophagus. She ignored the dampness of his throat and mouth against her sensitive skin and didn’t try to think about the soft tissue her hand was rubbing against. It felt so hot and clammy inside Louie’s throat, making Merrill even more uncomfortable. Her arm persisted onwards, creating a lump in Louie’s neck that ran all the way to his chest. Merrill had pushed her wrist into his throat, followed by her elbow and was slowly starting to run out of arm.
“If this doesn’t work, I’m neutering you,” Merrill growled.
Louie only half listened to Merrill; he was too entranced by the rich flavor of the thief’s flesh. Her skin slid lightly over his tongue as she fed more of her arm into his mouth. He felt the bump of her elbow as it disappeared into his mouth and the salty tang of her sweat as she slipped almost her entire arm into him. With only a few inches left until Merrill’s shoulder would be gobbled up, it looked like Merrill wasn’t going to be able to reach his stomach. Just when it looked like the plan was failing, Merrill’s fingertips touched something blocking her way. Louie felt his body tingle when Merrill touched the barrier, she had reached the sphincter that separated the esophagus from the stomach. Smiling triumphantly at finally finding her intended target, Merrill rubbed her fingers across the sphincter, looking for the tightly closed opening. Merrill pushed in the center of the ring of flesh and her hand slipped past the band and into the stomach.
Merrill sank her hand down, finding most of the resistance gone. She pushed forward, until Louie had his lips around her armpit. Merrill looked at Louie, his mouth was in a wide O surrounding her whole arm, his neck was bulging and his eyes were watering. Merrill scoffed at his tears, figuring that this must be hurting the fool, but on the contrary, it wasn’t hurting him a bit. Louie’s eyes were watering because he had never tasted something as divine as what was currently in his mouth. His mind was going crazy as he tried to think strait, while his taste buds were flaring up. He loved what he tasted and he wanted more. Merrill could feel the coin on the tips of her fingers, it was so close, but she just couldn’t reach it. She pushed further, opening Louie’s mouth slightly more. All she needed was a few more inches and she’d have her coin. Merrill felt Louie’s hot breath on my face, as she bent her knees and tried to wiggle her arm down his throat further. His breath touched her soft skin and sent a shiver down her spine. She had never been this close to Louie, mere inches away from his face. As she glimpsed into his eyes, she noticed a distant look in the young wizard’s gaze. She studied those dull eyes and failed to see that Louie’s mouth was starting to open further. She did however feel his hands on her hips.
“Hey, what are you dooooggghhhh!” The last part came out as a grunt, as Merril was pushed further into Louie’s mouth until her head was pulled in. Her remaining arm flailed around, as Merril felt Louie’s lips around her neck. His tongue pushed past her elbow and licked at her face. Merill retched at his touch and tried to wiggle out of his mouth. However, Louie’s throat wouldn’t let go of her arm and refused to let her pull it back out. She stared into the wet, pink insides of Louie's mouth and growled in anger. What was that fool doing to her? Did he think this was funny or something? When he spit her out, he was going to wish he had never been born.
Louie moaned around his meal. He felt her struggling, but he kept his hold on her. His hands held her sides tightly, not giving her any chance of escape. Her remaining arm continued to flail to and fro, sometimes whacking him on the head, but he ignored it. He had a meal to finish.
When Merrill felt Louie start swallowing, she let out a loud yelp. The swallow pushed her forward, sliding her chin along his slippery tongue and brining her face directly in front of his widening throat. The tight ring of muscle slipped over her face, leaving a slimy trail on her flawless complexion. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to wish this bad experience away. The warm feel of Louie’s inside all around her and the tightness that was creeping over her was all too much. Her head slipped down Louie’s throat and her small chest entered his mouth. Merrill might have let out another yelp, but the powerful muscles of Louie’s throat held her mouth shut. The saliva soaked into Merrill’s shirt and dripped down her body. Her arm was locked to her sides as only the elbow remained outside Louie’s salivating mouth. Merrill tried to open her mouth and scream to Louie to stop, but she couldn’t get her mouth open. It wouldn’t have mattered anyway; Louie was no longer in full control of his faculties. Although, the muscles of Louie's jaws and esophagus were stretched out so Merrill could be squeezed inside, they wrapped around her tightly, holding her upper body in a vice like grip. Merrill could hardly move her upper body, leaving her with the only option of thrashing her legs. Louie’s jaw seized up for a moment, tightening around Merrill and knocking the air out of her. His neck rippled, dragging Merrill down further until her belly was inside his mouth. As the pressure lessoned for an instant, Merrill let out a scream, but was cut off when the throat contracted around her and pulled her closer to Louie’s stomach. She remained, hanging from Louie’s mouth, kicking furiously, as he suckled her small, yummy upper half.
“Hey dummy, open your throat up. I can’t get my hand down your scrawny neck.” Louie regained focus and he took a breath through his nose and relaxed his throat. Merrill felt the throat loosen and contract, jerking her hand down Louie’s esophagus. She ignored the dampness of his throat and mouth against her sensitive skin and didn’t try to think about the soft tissue her hand was rubbing against. It felt so hot and clammy inside Louie’s throat, making Merrill even more uncomfortable. Her arm persisted onwards, creating a lump in Louie’s neck that ran all the way to his chest. Merrill had pushed her wrist into his throat, followed by her elbow and was slowly starting to run out of arm.
“If this doesn’t work, I’m neutering you,” Merrill growled.
Louie only half listened to Merrill; he was too entranced by the rich flavor of the thief’s flesh. Her skin slid lightly over his tongue as she fed more of her arm into his mouth. He felt the bump of her elbow as it disappeared into his mouth and the salty tang of her sweat as she slipped almost her entire arm into him. With only a few inches left until Merrill’s shoulder would be gobbled up, it looked like Merrill wasn’t going to be able to reach his stomach. Just when it looked like the plan was failing, Merrill’s fingertips touched something blocking her way. Louie felt his body tingle when Merrill touched the barrier, she had reached the sphincter that separated the esophagus from the stomach. Smiling triumphantly at finally finding her intended target, Merrill rubbed her fingers across the sphincter, looking for the tightly closed opening. Merrill pushed in the center of the ring of flesh and her hand slipped past the band and into the stomach.
Merrill sank her hand down, finding most of the resistance gone. She pushed forward, until Louie had his lips around her armpit. Merrill looked at Louie, his mouth was in a wide O surrounding her whole arm, his neck was bulging and his eyes were watering. Merrill scoffed at his tears, figuring that this must be hurting the fool, but on the contrary, it wasn’t hurting him a bit. Louie’s eyes were watering because he had never tasted something as divine as what was currently in his mouth. His mind was going crazy as he tried to think strait, while his taste buds were flaring up. He loved what he tasted and he wanted more. Merrill could feel the coin on the tips of her fingers, it was so close, but she just couldn’t reach it. She pushed further, opening Louie’s mouth slightly more. All she needed was a few more inches and she’d have her coin. Merrill felt Louie’s hot breath on my face, as she bent her knees and tried to wiggle her arm down his throat further. His breath touched her soft skin and sent a shiver down her spine. She had never been this close to Louie, mere inches away from his face. As she glimpsed into his eyes, she noticed a distant look in the young wizard’s gaze. She studied those dull eyes and failed to see that Louie’s mouth was starting to open further. She did however feel his hands on her hips.
“Hey, what are you dooooggghhhh!” The last part came out as a grunt, as Merril was pushed further into Louie’s mouth until her head was pulled in. Her remaining arm flailed around, as Merril felt Louie’s lips around her neck. His tongue pushed past her elbow and licked at her face. Merill retched at his touch and tried to wiggle out of his mouth. However, Louie’s throat wouldn’t let go of her arm and refused to let her pull it back out. She stared into the wet, pink insides of Louie's mouth and growled in anger. What was that fool doing to her? Did he think this was funny or something? When he spit her out, he was going to wish he had never been born.
Louie moaned around his meal. He felt her struggling, but he kept his hold on her. His hands held her sides tightly, not giving her any chance of escape. Her remaining arm continued to flail to and fro, sometimes whacking him on the head, but he ignored it. He had a meal to finish.
When Merrill felt Louie start swallowing, she let out a loud yelp. The swallow pushed her forward, sliding her chin along his slippery tongue and brining her face directly in front of his widening throat. The tight ring of muscle slipped over her face, leaving a slimy trail on her flawless complexion. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to wish this bad experience away. The warm feel of Louie’s inside all around her and the tightness that was creeping over her was all too much. Her head slipped down Louie’s throat and her small chest entered his mouth. Merrill might have let out another yelp, but the powerful muscles of Louie’s throat held her mouth shut. The saliva soaked into Merrill’s shirt and dripped down her body. Her arm was locked to her sides as only the elbow remained outside Louie’s salivating mouth. Merrill tried to open her mouth and scream to Louie to stop, but she couldn’t get her mouth open. It wouldn’t have mattered anyway; Louie was no longer in full control of his faculties. Although, the muscles of Louie's jaws and esophagus were stretched out so Merrill could be squeezed inside, they wrapped around her tightly, holding her upper body in a vice like grip. Merrill could hardly move her upper body, leaving her with the only option of thrashing her legs. Louie’s jaw seized up for a moment, tightening around Merrill and knocking the air out of her. His neck rippled, dragging Merrill down further until her belly was inside his mouth. As the pressure lessoned for an instant, Merrill let out a scream, but was cut off when the throat contracted around her and pulled her closer to Louie’s stomach. She remained, hanging from Louie’s mouth, kicking furiously, as he suckled her small, yummy upper half.
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