This choice: Camilla passes out and spills the bowl, escape • Go Back... The spoon scoops right underneath your body, taking a few pieces of pasta with it. You start screaming up at your friend's mom to try and get her attention, but she doesn't notice you. Her mouth opens up before you, giving you a clear view of your destination. The inside of her pink mouth is shiny from spit, several strands of saliva hang from the roof of her mouth to her tongue. Beyond that is her pitch black throat, the hole where you're going to disappear behind. The black hole gets bigger and bigger as you're slowly brought to her mouth. You're both terrified and aroused. Her tongue reaches out and skims along the bottom of the spoon, making a clear pathway for it. But just as the spoon is about to reach passed her lips, the feeling of falling comes over.
You drop down onto an unbelievably soft surface and bounce a little. When you finally stop moving, you find yourself on Mrs. Baxter's left breast. The spoon and bowl are dropped, spilling macaroni all over the bed and Camilla's lap. Her mouth is still open, giving you a safe and arousing view of her mouth, but her eyes are sealed shut. She must have passed out...
"...Pfft! Hahahaha!" you burst out laughing. "What the hell is this? I nearly drowned in sauce, got scooped in in the first bite only for her to pass out? What the hell is with my luck?" you muse. But tears start stinging in the back of your eyes. Your laughter slowly melts into heavy sobs as you weep atop this chubby milf's bosom. "Why...why would Shelby put me through this?! I thought we were friends, but she was trying to kill me! First she kept trying to drown me...then she feeds me to her mother! Just what the hell is with my luck..." After a few minutes of crying, you try to dry up your eyes. You can't stay here after all, Shelby will likely check in on you if you're gone too long. Even if Camilla has really soft, warm breasts...
Sliding off the enormous boob lands you on the mattress. The sight of Mrs. Baxter in her casual wear isn't an unusual sight to you. Like her daughters, she likes exposing lots of skin. Her panties and tank top leave little to the imagination. Now...what should you do now? After what Shelby just did to you, there's no way you're staying here any longer than you have to. You need to call Megan to turn around and pick you up. At this point, you don't care if Shelby tells anyone your secret anymore. Unfortunately, phones and you don't get along too well. Smart phones are impossible to unlock, so that's an out. But if you remember correctly, Camilla has an old style phone. The hard buttons make it simple to call, even at your size. But she usually keeps it hidden somewhere on her. Usually in her bra or cleavage, but on one occasion you saw her pull it out of her meaty butt cheeks. You'll have to look for the phone on her body.
You could also try your luck and get Eve's help. She might be a total slut, but even someone like her will help you, right? After all, you're covered in cheese sauce and red all over from the heat. If there's even a shred of humanity in her, she'll see your predicament and call your sister. Bonus, your sister will get her number. However, there's also the chance she'll just rape you. But that could also be fun...
The last choice is simply to hide and wait until Megan comes in the morning. This would be the trickiest one. You'd have to hide from a murderous Shelby, a horny Eve, and a high Camilla. If one of them catches you when you're hiding, who knows what will happen? Plus, you need to get to the front door when Megan arrives and get outside. There's no way Shelby will let you tell everyone what she did to you that easily.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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