A brat's snack (4k) (Patreon)

“Now that I finally got my hands on you… let’s see how a pathetic little thing as yourself actually tastes, shall we?” Emma said, whilst her orange eyes stared mercilessly at your tiny form. Your heart sank upon hearing those words… you froze with fear and stared at Emma as if you could not believe what you were hearing.

“You can’t be serious!” You screamed out, whilst your tiny little legs started to flail helplessly through the air. “I am a human being god damn it, a living, breathing person! You cannot just eat me!”

Emma simply chuckled upon hearing your protests, and whilst eyeing your little, squirming form, a manic grin appeared on her lips. “A human being? No… no I think YOU have lost the right to call yourself human a long time ago… You are nothing more than a plaything… a cushion for my feet, a toy to play with as I see fit… and if you taste good enough… a tasty treat to fill me up till dinner!”

Emma laughed as your struggles intensified, only for her grasp on your tiny form to readjust. Where she first pinned you between her index finger and thumb, this blonde beauty now more so held you up just by pinching your leg between the two digits. You now found yourself dangling upside down, right in front of Emma’s enormous face… whilst this blonde beauty enjoyed the helpless squirming you were doing. Her lips curled up into a smile… a toothy smile, which showed off her pearly white teeth to you.

“Without further ado… let’s give you a proper taste~” Emma said, her voice now thundering over your tiny form. With her lips so close, you could feel the warm air blasting from her mouth with every word she spoke… her humid breath clung to your body, and made you feel as if you were already soaking in saliva.

And that is when her lips parted, to reveal the enormous, pink, and dark cavern right in front of you. You screamed out in fear but could do nothing more than stare into the cavern. Saliva strands that connected the roof of Emma’s mouth with her tongue popped… and in the back of her throat, Emma’s uvula appeared as the blonde breathed out over you. The humid breath washed over you like a hurricane… but things only got worse from there.

Without warning, Emma brought your tiny, squirming form towards her mouth, whilst her monolithic tongue slithered out to greet you. Your form was deposited onto the slimy muscle and pushed firmly onto its surface. You could only let out a groan of disgust, as you felt Emma’s saliva coat your body… the subtle, yet rough surface of Emma’s tongue gave in under the pressure of Emma’s finger, and its flesh curled around you, coating even your sides. And that’s when Emma’s finger retreated… only for the enormous tongue to slither back into its cavern and take you along with it. Desperately, you tried to make your way towards the tip of Emma’s tongue… Fighting its unstable surface, but more than anything else; the thick, slippery substance that was her saliva. However, with a simple flick, your resistance broke. Helplessly, you stared ahead, to see Emma’s reflection in the mirror. A thunderous giggle washed over you as Emma’s front teeth passed overhead, and you were now officially inside of this blonde beauty. Your spirit was broken, you could not believe that this was happening to you… and whilst staring at your voracious captor’s reflection, you hardly even noticed that her mouth was slowly closing… The oval that her lips made, was slowly getting smaller, and would soon block out the last view you would ever see of the outside world; The absolutely enormous, gorgeous body of your captor. The very body that your minuscule life was soon going to serve.