Rally with everything on it
Anime Vore, GTS, GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 80
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Rally sat on the bed in the hotel room her and Mini-May had paid for, staring at a transmitter radio in boredom. Blowing an ebony lock out of her line of sight, Rally began questioning this job. For this causal evening, Rally had put on a tight undershirt that enhanced her assets and a tight mini-skirt that barely coved her at all. When she sat, even crossed legged, you could see the white cotton kickers she had on underneath. She only wore this when she was alone or with another girl because of the obvious effects such a skirt would have on any man. Since she was inside and it was warm, Rally wasn’t wearing any shoes or socks. Her bare feet rested at the end of the bed, twitching in tedium as she waited for something to happen. She’d been waiting for news from the ground team, but had heard nothing, but bickering from them. It had gotten so bad that after a while, she turned it off. This job was looking like another bust for the bounty hunter from Chicago. It may of only been the first night of searching, but things already seemed bad. Maybe it would be for the best if they just left tonight and cut their losses?
A knock came from the door and Rally instantly became alert. Mini-May had left to dump some trash a few minutes ago. She wouldn’t have knocked because she already had a key. Getting off the bed slowly, Rally’s hand drifted to her 9-mm parabellum handgun on her hip. Rally wasn’t stupid, she knew how to take care of herself. If she didn’t, she never would have became Chicago’s best bounty hunter. No one knew where Mini-May and her were staying, not even the Police Company. Whoever was at the door wasn’t somebody Rally could trust. Edging closer to the door, Rally licked her dry lips and spun around to face the door. Ash she peered in through the eyehole, she called out, “Who’s there?”
“Pizza delivery,” was the answer Rally got. Rally looked and saw someone with their head down, wearing a baseball cap that hid their face. A cardboard box was held in one hand, while the other hung loosely at his side. Relaxing slightly, the beat of Rally’s heart dropped, as she was lulled into a sense of security.
“I didn’t order a pizza.”
“It’s prepaid.” A smile broke on Rally’s face. The best kind of pizza out there is free pizza. She didn’t know who’d ordered the pizza, but apparently they had given the wrong address and now the pie was all Rally’s. After eating ramen for the last few days, a slice of pizza would be a refreshing change. Undoing the locks on the door, Rally swung it open to get the pizza. In a single swift movement, the pizza deliveryman dropped the pizza box, which was empty, and struck down with his jaws around her entire head with one bite. His tongue slid along her beautiful face, getting a small sample of the American’s flavor. Her black hair filled his mouth, dampening instantly from the saliva, as he lightly moved her head around his mouth.
Rally’s arms flailed, trying desperately to find something to stop herself from being eaten. It was dark and damp in his mouth and she could feel his slimy tongue all over her face. Tasting her and leaving saliva oozing down her cheek. She growled in disgust and tried to remain cool headed. She stopped flailing around and reached for her sidearm on her hips. This bastard would spit her out after she put two rounds in his gut.
Her movement wasn’t unnoticed by him. As she reached for her weapon, his hands shot out and grabbed her by the wrists then forced her hands to her side. Rally growled again, this time in frustration from being stopped. He chuckled around her, vibrating her embedded head as he laughed. Rally didn’t taste quite as sweet as either of the Scouts, her flavor was slightly more full-bodied. A meaty, earthy flavor that made a nice distinction to the first two courses that he’d had earlier that night. He slurped and sucked the bounty hunters face, getting a final feel of her features before sending it to his throat. His hands still held her arms to her sides tightly, as he lifted Rally up and began feeding her into him. Wasting not another second to get her bearings again, he swallowed down her supple flesh. Her head moved down his throat and her shoulders filled his mouth, bulging out his cheeks. He moved his mouth carefully down her shoulders, making sure not to snag any of her soft skin on his teeth. Every so often, her flesh would scrape against his teeth, but he always made sure that he didn’t leave a mark.
As he held tight with his hands to pull and stuff her deeper into his already stretching gullet, he lapping her shoulders, tasting and lubricating her for the way down his throat. Drool slid down the length of each arm, dripping down on to her skirt, making the girl shudder and squirm underneath him. He noticed she no longer seemed to be frightened and was regaining some of her facilities. None of that mattered to him though. She was as good as dinner the second he got her head in his mouth. Moving down to her waist with a gulp, he saw Rally’s legs try to wrap around his waist, trying to attach herself to him so he couldn’t swallow. She must have figured the power of his throat wouldn’t compare to the strength in her long, dark legs. She was wrong because with another swallow he ripped her legs from around his waist and pulled her further into his extended jaws. With more then half of her inside him, he removed his hands from her arms, which were practically totally in his mouth. He removed her firearm from her hip, not interested in finding out if the inside of his belly was bullet proof.
He placed one hand on her muscular behind and slid her further into his mouth. Her skirt was lifted up, exposing the tightly whities she’d been wearing. He gave the round, panty-clad buttocks and playful slap before taking another swallow and letting the ripples of his throat pull her in. Her legs were all that was left, kicking and shaking as she vainly struggled. His long tongue came out and licked at her thighs, relishing every inch of flesh it could find. Soon, her legs were shiny with his saliva, which dripped down onto the floor as he continued suckling the strong and sturdy legs of his latest victim. Rally wiggled around, not enjoying the sensual feel of the tiny, warm tongue all over her sensitive skin. He didn’t care what she though about what he was doing, he jut kept doing it and enjoying every second. Knowing the partner could be back any second, he took a large swallow. Rally felt muscles of the throat rolling along her legs as she moved downwards. As the tongue stroked and tickled her thighs as they moved across his tongue, soon all that was left of Rally were two twitching feet.
His finger danced against the soles of her feet, inciting giggles from deep inside him. Making her laugh before eating her lost it’s value after a second and he opened his mouth slightly wider one more time and swallowed Rally’s feet. Her feet slipped down his throat, dumping them along with the rest of her body into his bulbous stomach. It bulged out from his waist, shaking to the movements of the woman inside it. He patted it contently, wondering what the tough as nails bounty hunter was thinking right now.
He left through the open door, never looking back and staying to the shadows. He’d gotten what he wanted, so maybe now it was time to call it a night. Give the city a chance to recover from another attack from the Lakeside Swallower.
A knock came from the door and Rally instantly became alert. Mini-May had left to dump some trash a few minutes ago. She wouldn’t have knocked because she already had a key. Getting off the bed slowly, Rally’s hand drifted to her 9-mm parabellum handgun on her hip. Rally wasn’t stupid, she knew how to take care of herself. If she didn’t, she never would have became Chicago’s best bounty hunter. No one knew where Mini-May and her were staying, not even the Police Company. Whoever was at the door wasn’t somebody Rally could trust. Edging closer to the door, Rally licked her dry lips and spun around to face the door. Ash she peered in through the eyehole, she called out, “Who’s there?”
“Pizza delivery,” was the answer Rally got. Rally looked and saw someone with their head down, wearing a baseball cap that hid their face. A cardboard box was held in one hand, while the other hung loosely at his side. Relaxing slightly, the beat of Rally’s heart dropped, as she was lulled into a sense of security.
“I didn’t order a pizza.”
“It’s prepaid.” A smile broke on Rally’s face. The best kind of pizza out there is free pizza. She didn’t know who’d ordered the pizza, but apparently they had given the wrong address and now the pie was all Rally’s. After eating ramen for the last few days, a slice of pizza would be a refreshing change. Undoing the locks on the door, Rally swung it open to get the pizza. In a single swift movement, the pizza deliveryman dropped the pizza box, which was empty, and struck down with his jaws around her entire head with one bite. His tongue slid along her beautiful face, getting a small sample of the American’s flavor. Her black hair filled his mouth, dampening instantly from the saliva, as he lightly moved her head around his mouth.
Rally’s arms flailed, trying desperately to find something to stop herself from being eaten. It was dark and damp in his mouth and she could feel his slimy tongue all over her face. Tasting her and leaving saliva oozing down her cheek. She growled in disgust and tried to remain cool headed. She stopped flailing around and reached for her sidearm on her hips. This bastard would spit her out after she put two rounds in his gut.
Her movement wasn’t unnoticed by him. As she reached for her weapon, his hands shot out and grabbed her by the wrists then forced her hands to her side. Rally growled again, this time in frustration from being stopped. He chuckled around her, vibrating her embedded head as he laughed. Rally didn’t taste quite as sweet as either of the Scouts, her flavor was slightly more full-bodied. A meaty, earthy flavor that made a nice distinction to the first two courses that he’d had earlier that night. He slurped and sucked the bounty hunters face, getting a final feel of her features before sending it to his throat. His hands still held her arms to her sides tightly, as he lifted Rally up and began feeding her into him. Wasting not another second to get her bearings again, he swallowed down her supple flesh. Her head moved down his throat and her shoulders filled his mouth, bulging out his cheeks. He moved his mouth carefully down her shoulders, making sure not to snag any of her soft skin on his teeth. Every so often, her flesh would scrape against his teeth, but he always made sure that he didn’t leave a mark.
As he held tight with his hands to pull and stuff her deeper into his already stretching gullet, he lapping her shoulders, tasting and lubricating her for the way down his throat. Drool slid down the length of each arm, dripping down on to her skirt, making the girl shudder and squirm underneath him. He noticed she no longer seemed to be frightened and was regaining some of her facilities. None of that mattered to him though. She was as good as dinner the second he got her head in his mouth. Moving down to her waist with a gulp, he saw Rally’s legs try to wrap around his waist, trying to attach herself to him so he couldn’t swallow. She must have figured the power of his throat wouldn’t compare to the strength in her long, dark legs. She was wrong because with another swallow he ripped her legs from around his waist and pulled her further into his extended jaws. With more then half of her inside him, he removed his hands from her arms, which were practically totally in his mouth. He removed her firearm from her hip, not interested in finding out if the inside of his belly was bullet proof.
He placed one hand on her muscular behind and slid her further into his mouth. Her skirt was lifted up, exposing the tightly whities she’d been wearing. He gave the round, panty-clad buttocks and playful slap before taking another swallow and letting the ripples of his throat pull her in. Her legs were all that was left, kicking and shaking as she vainly struggled. His long tongue came out and licked at her thighs, relishing every inch of flesh it could find. Soon, her legs were shiny with his saliva, which dripped down onto the floor as he continued suckling the strong and sturdy legs of his latest victim. Rally wiggled around, not enjoying the sensual feel of the tiny, warm tongue all over her sensitive skin. He didn’t care what she though about what he was doing, he jut kept doing it and enjoying every second. Knowing the partner could be back any second, he took a large swallow. Rally felt muscles of the throat rolling along her legs as she moved downwards. As the tongue stroked and tickled her thighs as they moved across his tongue, soon all that was left of Rally were two twitching feet.
His finger danced against the soles of her feet, inciting giggles from deep inside him. Making her laugh before eating her lost it’s value after a second and he opened his mouth slightly wider one more time and swallowed Rally’s feet. Her feet slipped down his throat, dumping them along with the rest of her body into his bulbous stomach. It bulged out from his waist, shaking to the movements of the woman inside it. He patted it contently, wondering what the tough as nails bounty hunter was thinking right now.
He left through the open door, never looking back and staying to the shadows. He’d gotten what he wanted, so maybe now it was time to call it a night. Give the city a chance to recover from another attack from the Lakeside Swallower.
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