Just as the pungent smell of shit hits you from the wrinkled hole, Liz’s hand stops, and you are pulled away. You shot up into the air as Liz yawns and stretches, waking up just in the nick of time to save you from a fate worse than death. As she slowly pulling herself back into the world of the awake, her hand comes down and she spots you.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t my little brother. Did you sneak into my room to mess around with me while I was sleeping?” Liz jokes, her laugher telling you she was either joking or didn’t care if you did. You are still shaken from your near journey into her ass, trying to get the image of her hungry butt hole out of your head.
“Your butt… the clock… I was next…” you stammer weakly. Liz stands up and you see her in all her naked glory, which you hate to admit is pretty impressive. Your sister was good looking but now as a towering giantess, she was stunning with her very lush figure on full display. You watch her scratch under her armpit with her free hand before going between her legs, finding her crotch to be itchy. She doesn’t seem to care that you are there, seeing her like this. With another small yawn, she looks down at you with a bored expression.
“Shit, I stuck my alarm up my ass again. Don’t suppose you could grab it for me quickly?” You shake your head swiftly, not interested in getting within ten feet of your huge sister’s booty again, much less going into it. She pouts at you, disappointed you won’t do her this favor.
“Come on, I’m keeping it clean up there. I’ve almost got my asshole as spotless as mom’s pooter. Why don’t you take a look?” Liz said, sounding a bit offended you won’t crawl up her ass like its something you have expected to do. Then again, this new world seems crazy so who knows what you’ve done in the past. The idea that you were some kind of weirdo that went up your family’s ass was not something you ever wanted to think about even a little.
“I’m really not interested. Can you just get dressed or something,” you grumble, looking away from Liz in embarrassment. You don’t want to look at her, no matter how hot she looks right now at her amazing height. You have to keep your head down and pray that nothing too twisted happens before you can figure out how to fix this.
“Someone’s grumpy, but I know how to make you feel better.” Before you could even ask what she meant, you were tossed forward into the air. You flew up towards Liz’s face, your destination revealed as she opens her mouth. You let out a scream as you land on her tongue, sliding along the slippery muscle before stopping at in the middle. In shock, you lay there as the mouth seals up and everything goes dark. You resume screaming as everything shifts around you, the massive tongue sucking on your puny, helpless form.
Deep murmurs of enjoyment vibrate around you as the tongue undulates and wraps around you. Liz is enjoying the way you taste which only makes this more horrifying. Her morning breath washes over you along with her disgusting, thick saliva. You kick and punch your surrounding wildly, doing nothing as the tongue slams you into the roof of the mouth. Liz sucks slowly on you, popping noises echoing around your head as bubbles of drool form around you. You try to scream some more but end up choking on the drool. As it continues you keep on fighting, trying to get Liz to spit you out before she does what you inevitably do food you toss into your mouth, swallow.
Your squirming continues to do nothing as you're rolled along the mouth, treated like nothing more than a piece of candy. The gentle sucking isn’t painful and in fact a little pleasant, too bad it’s also one of the most disgusting things to ever happen to you and had you scared shitless. You feel Liz moving as she toys with you, her head dipping and tilting as she does God only knows as she devours her brother. You try desperately to reach for the entrance of the mouth, even though the lips are sealed, and the tongue just pulls you back. Eventually, you go limp, unable to deny the simple truth, you have no control and are nothing but Liz’s food.
Out of nowhere, you are launched again, this time downwards. With a wad of saliva, you are spat into Liz’s hand, safe but shaken from your time in her mouth. Wiping your eyes franticly, you see her looking down at you with a smug grin, now fully clothed as she dressed herself while you were in her mouth.
“Feel better now?” Liz asks as though she gave you a shoulder rub and didn’t just scare you shitless. You feel saliva coating every inch of you, making you shudder from the sudden coldness. More scared then angry right now, you nod quickly.
“Yes,” you tell Liz hopefully what she wants to hear. What kind of Hellish homelife had you walked into?
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