Smack-down...or Snack-down?
When the Anthros Came to Town
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
americanhero
Betty smirks...menacingly. Something in that grin sets off alarm bells in your head--whatever she's gonna do next is going to be above and beyond what you've suffered now. "Y'know, this is probably goin' over the line, even with how much I don't like liars." She licks her lips, and you freeze in absolute terror.
No...she isn't...
Betty slowly brings you to her face as she licks her lips again. "But ya know what? I really don't care. Besides, I haven't gotten a chance to do this in a while!"
With that, she opens her mouth wide, sticks out her tounge...and tosses you into her maw. You let out a scream as you fly into her mouth and land on her tounge.
"BETTY! Enough! I'M SORRY! I should have just come clean! PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S HOLY, DON'T EAT ME!!" You're literally begging by this point. You'd never have thought that someone as friendly as Betty could do any of this. And yet now, she was going to eat you alive. Just because you lied about a date.
Betty closes her mouth and rolls you around on her tongue for what feels like a long while. She sometimes pauses to press you against the roof of her mouth, or just suck on you, as if you're some kind of human candy. After a while of this, she moves you to the inside of her cheek so she can speak somewhat coherently.
"Ah, quish yer whinin'. I'm not gonna makkh a meell outta ya, Alan. Jusht figger thish'll give ya a good shcare." Betty slurs, talking around you in her mouth. "But vhat don't meen I can't haff sum fun whiff ya!"
She tilts her head, and you go careening back onto her tongue, where the horrific ride continues. By now your clothes are completely soaked through with saliva--your shirt is already gone, sliding off of your chest and down into Betty's prodigious gut. The 10,000 mile high cow-woman's saliva feels cold on your bare chest, like some obscene ice water.
"Mmmm...." Betty purrs, with a smile on her voice. Your already fever-pitch fear skyrockets again. Betty was actually enjoying your taste! She'd said she didn't want to make a meal of you, but if she lost her self-control for just one moment, you'd be gulped down whole and alive. This was not good, not good at all.
Suddenly, there's movement throughout Betty's mouth. It's too dark to see anything, but you can fell everything move and shift as...
No...she isn't...
Betty slowly brings you to her face as she licks her lips again. "But ya know what? I really don't care. Besides, I haven't gotten a chance to do this in a while!"
With that, she opens her mouth wide, sticks out her tounge...and tosses you into her maw. You let out a scream as you fly into her mouth and land on her tounge.
"BETTY! Enough! I'M SORRY! I should have just come clean! PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S HOLY, DON'T EAT ME!!" You're literally begging by this point. You'd never have thought that someone as friendly as Betty could do any of this. And yet now, she was going to eat you alive. Just because you lied about a date.
Betty closes her mouth and rolls you around on her tongue for what feels like a long while. She sometimes pauses to press you against the roof of her mouth, or just suck on you, as if you're some kind of human candy. After a while of this, she moves you to the inside of her cheek so she can speak somewhat coherently.
"Ah, quish yer whinin'. I'm not gonna makkh a meell outta ya, Alan. Jusht figger thish'll give ya a good shcare." Betty slurs, talking around you in her mouth. "But vhat don't meen I can't haff sum fun whiff ya!"
She tilts her head, and you go careening back onto her tongue, where the horrific ride continues. By now your clothes are completely soaked through with saliva--your shirt is already gone, sliding off of your chest and down into Betty's prodigious gut. The 10,000 mile high cow-woman's saliva feels cold on your bare chest, like some obscene ice water.
"Mmmm...." Betty purrs, with a smile on her voice. Your already fever-pitch fear skyrockets again. Betty was actually enjoying your taste! She'd said she didn't want to make a meal of you, but if she lost her self-control for just one moment, you'd be gulped down whole and alive. This was not good, not good at all.
Suddenly, there's movement throughout Betty's mouth. It's too dark to see anything, but you can fell everything move and shift as...
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