Tommy's POV
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"ERICCC!! NO! DON'T PUT ME IN HERE!!! THAT GRAPE ISN'T ME!!!" The teen cried desperately in vain as he was poured into the bowl with the rest.
He had been completely aware of his surroundings the entire time. It came as a horrifying shock when he watched his best friend mistake him for another grape.
He tried with all his might to jump out of the bowl, but deep down he knew it was impossible.
He suddenly saw a ray of hope as he noticed his best friend's hand now reaching back into the bowl. The happy feeling didn't last long however. The teen wasn't even looking as his hand scooped up three grapes.
Tommy could only watch in horror 15 year old popped each grape into his mouth one after another. The terrifying sound of his chewing sent the teen into overdrive.
"ERIC ERIC ERIC! ERIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICC!!!!!! I'M HERE ! I'M HERE! I'M IN THE BOWL!! ERIC ERIC!!
After tilting his head back and emitting a loud wet gulp, the teen's hand had returned for more.
Tommy's heart stopped as the fingers came down on top of him.
He screamed in utter horror as he was lifted back up to Eric's face along with two other gapes.
He made one final attempt to get his attention
*Pop* The first grape went in followed by the sickening sound of chewing.
ERIC! PLEASE!!!!
*Pop* in went the second grape. The teen hummed with delight as he chewed. The grape he had just bitten into must have been perfectly ripe.
"DON'T EAT MEEEEE .....!!!-" *Pop*
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHhHHHHH!!" The teen screamed as he entered the warm moist cavern. All around him were strands of saliva and remnants of chewed up grapes.
He was totally powerless to do anything as the tongue positioned him directly between the left side of his best friend's molars.
"ERIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII -" *CHOMP*
Eric chewed happily as if it were any other yummy grape. Gulping loudly, the unknowing teen swallowed all remaining remnants of grapes that had been occupying his mouth. .
The credits began to role on Eric's show.
He looked over at the bowl just as he was reaching for more..
"Oops, I should probably leave the rest for Tommy after I bring him back...Don't want to eat TOO many of them"
The boy licked his lips of the delicious grape juices as he picked up the gun, pulling back on the trigger tightly...
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