You flip the pancake high above your head and catch it behind your back like the baller you are.
Alone at home. Pop music blaring, You place the pan back on the oven and open the jar to the right. Two micen inside, a black one and a blue one, both tender women. You turned down the music and pulled out the sobbing blue one. "Please Geeaness, don't eat me!" she cried. You shrugged and placed her in your mouth head first. You shook your head to the music with her tail sticking out of your mouth. She struggled as much as she could, but every flail only made her taste more prominent. You try and compare it to other flavors. Like sweetened venison, with a dash of salt. You never could replicate their flavor. You licked her body in its entirety, savoring every nook and cranny. She tried more desperately the longer she stayed in, even going as far as trying to bite your tongue. After about a minute she stopped, perhaps all puckered out. She wailed as you slurped her tail and swallowed hard.
Lousy trouble makers.
You look at the other one, the black furred, blonde haired woman trembled as she laid again the glass walls behind her. She was focused on your smiling mouth. You lick your lips and lean in. "Hello there."
She was breathing heavily, even choked on her words. "P-Please..."
You flipped the pancake once more. The crisp smell invaded the air. You ask the mouse. "Do you like pancakes?" She didn't respond, unless you count heavy panting a response. "I asked you a question." You narrow your eyes.
She shook her head, the words dripped from her mouth "I never... Never tried one." You placed the pancake on a plate and pinched off a piece, throwing it in the jar. The woman was hesitant to grab it. You pick the jar and plate up, heading to the table. As you ate your pancake, you saw the woman take a bite of hers out of your peripheral vision. After the first bite, she couldn't help herself to more.
"How did you like it?"
"It was the greatest thing... I... I ever tasted." She said, feeling satisfied and forgetting her situation. She was silent, then asked. "May I.... May I have some more?". She smiles widely as you nodded. You tipped the jar over, before she could crawl out all of the way, you grab her arm and place her in the middle of the pancake. She was scared at first, but then you said "Go ahead." and gestured to the succulent bake. She gasped in cheer and pounced at the closest edge. You poured some syrup on places she was eating around and cut a slice of butter for the middle.
Her eyes were closed, enjoying every little moment. She didn't notice when you left to get the cool whip cream. You sit back down and see the she has eaten almost half her body weight. She was laying on her stomach still chewing on the edge. She squeaked as you pinched her tail and pulled her through syrup. She winced as you placed her on top of the butter and gasped as she realized her surroundings. Covered in syrup, upon a pancake, on the plate of a hungry giant.
The black mouse only frowned, by this time she had to have accepted it. You sprayed some cool whip. on top of her and roll the pancake into a burrito. You bite down on the top, just shy of her head. She watched your mouth in horror as you chew. You grind it to a pulp, swallow and opened your mouth. You moved the curled pancake towards your maw slowly, teasing the mouse, biting slowly and carefully around her. Her face planted itself on your tongue as you rip the cake, her feet and tail stick out as you have a mouth full of treats. You began to chew.
The mouse found its way to hiding in your cheek, barely avoiding the pearly molars as the grind the food. You reeled your tongue and pulled her out of your cheek. She weighed her options, willing to be swallowed than chewed apart. However, before she could decide what to do, you pushed the food to the back of your mouth, swallowing it and her in one big gulp. You took another bite, feeling the mouse travel down deep inside you, plopping in your gut.
You were disappointed at the lack of struggling. Maybe the food crushed her, but you like to think she just accepted everything. You finished up the pancake and look at the clock.
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