I really wanted one of those ferrero's chocolates, and the bastards were sitting right next to me, crap... I had a friend over, who came over to do a school porject with me. I'm usually a very friendly girl, but she's skinnier than me, taller than me, platinum blonde, acrylic nails, flawless make up, and shorts that make her gorgeous ass look simply delicious. She sat across the couch from me, laying her folded legs next to me. and in the gap between her ankles and the couch, were my chocolates. Gosh, this was just torture. We had finished early and she was waiting for her ride, which would take a few hours. She twirled with her little toes as she watched the tv intently, ocassionally staring at her iPhone and clicking away with the giant claws she called nails.
 After hours of sideways glancing at my brilliantly gold wrapped bomboms, she fell asleep, sliding a little closer to me, resting her head on her hands. After sneaking open those darn bomboms, and glancing at her little toes as I ate them. The AC was running a little too cold for her, making her wiggle her freezing toes. I turned it up and she was fast asleep within a minute. I eyed her for a while, wishing her ride would just not show up today. Her delicate, thin features made her sleeping face almost a piece of art. After a long while of checking if she'd wake up, getting off the couch and positioning myself in front of her now stretched out feet, I slurped up her big toe, tasting a faint smell of her delightful lotion, I waited to see if she'd stir, but not a hair moved.
 Sliding her toes one by one into my hungry mouth, my eyes lost themselves as I started to stretch my cheeks, pushing her feet in past my lips comfort zone. I pushed a little bit more, knowing the ankles were about to go through, and sure as shooting, they popped my jaw apart, scaring me half to death that the noise would wake her up right then. Her calves slithered through fairly easily, her lotioned skin made it incredibly easy to slide between my stretching lips. I could fel her little ringed toes scratching down my throat, with a sting of pain at every catch making me almost moan everytime, getting more and more excited I pushed past her knees a little faster than I should've. I could feel her feet hitting the bottom of my stomach, I stopped as soon as I felt them pushing harder, I'd have to adjust them to get her knees to push out instead of down, or she wouldn't fit right. I hated how used to this I was getting, killing shouldn't be something people should get used to. But the desire to stuff myself so full just couldn't be stopped. My hungry tummy is an evil mistress.
 I slid her closer to the edge of the sofa, rolling my tongue over her skin, pushing myself to her, getting her knees into my mouth, and sliding up to the very bottom of her thighs. The bulk of her knees pushed through my loosening throat muscles making my skin crawl with the burning sensation. I stared for a minute, while feeling my belly and grabbing on to the two ankles inside, I pushed my tummy skin over her ankles enough so I could have a nice grip of them. Groping her calves as they reshaped me, I gulped real hard and pushed till I was getting close to her tiny overflowing shorts. I closed my eyes and gulped all the way to barely over her waist. I shallow breathed myself into staying calm and shifting her folding knees into facing out instead of in me, I had to turn her, which in fact woke her up, but by this time i felt so powerful I knew she couldn'd stop me. She looked at me for a long while with a shocked expression, letting a faint cry through her barely open mouth. She started begging me at the same time as her hands started trying to pull herself away. I haven't had a fighting victim in a while, so I didn't think much of her hands getting closer to my face, I thought she was just trying to get in, but by the time she was trying to push me away, I managed to grab her hands and stuff them into my mouth too, probably hurting her with my teeth... Her struggling legs were too wrapped to by my strong muscles to cause any damage. I tried my hardest to keep my teeth away as she tried to fight, and her struggling just made it easier for me to find a good position to stuff her into. With every struggle I openly moaned now that I didn't worry about her waking.
 I was getting close to her shoulders when she realized there was no way around it. I myself was having second thoughts about being able to contain her, my belly was so strained I wouldn't be surprised if I was close to tearing in many spots, but I also was in a state of intense nirvana as she finally gave up, relaxing herself enough for me to stop fighting her legs with my hands and just tenderly put them in perfect spots that I now knew would never tear. My shallow breathing became very loud to me at that point, I was so extremely excited. I could feel her breathing with a butterflies storm in my belly, I could feel her spine as she folded into a craddled position, I pushed her head into my throat and swallowed her down.The bathrom held an assorted collection of oils, of which I picked the odorless one to gingergingerly touch my skin very slowly, every finger going over every curve of my supple skin tight around her many bumps and curves. With one last gasp of relief, I collapsed into the couch, rolling as fast as I could, not to upset my skin more. I laid sleepily as Becky finally stopped trying to breathe. I had followed every bit of it, feeling my raw skin as she moved underneath it, every muscle she moved was an orgasm, I couldn't stop myself, I rubbed every bit of me, from my favorite little crook under my belly, to where my boobs laid on it, waiting to be rubbed too. What was I turning into. I fell asleep scared that I might eat everyone in the world.