This is the fastest piece of work I ever have done, finished in just two hours for a Valentine Day special : )

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I've watched her from afar for what feels like forever, but my shyness has always held me back from making a move. I'm usually quite unnoticed, so I can't fault her for passing me by each day without a second thought, only giving me a curious glance now and then. Yet, when I decide to, I can be captivating; I possess unique qualities that few others do.

She's incredibly beautiful, to the point where I struggle to comprehend how she's still single! Her dark skin, angelic eyes, black hair, and the way her long smooth legs peek out from beneath her short skirt never fail to captivate me. Her breasts are like two ripe melons, and her hourglass figure ignites my imagination. I often catch glimpses of her when she's out with her friends, laughing and teasing each other, discussing everything under the sun, which assures me she's not in a relationship.

I long to make her mine, to lock eyes with her and feel the warmth of her soft skin against mine.

This Valentine's Day, I've decided to surprise her. I'm planning to do it right at her doorstep, and I believe a box of chocolates will be the perfect gesture for the occasion. It's a departure from my usual style, but I'm confident I can pull it off. Being the shy guy that I am, I'll opt for the backdoor to her garden, and perhaps I should bring along some flowers too.

I'm almost there now, grateful that nobody has spotted me on my way to her house. Then again, I've always had a knack for flying under the radar when I don't want to be seen. But today, being noticed is my goal.

Her garden looks lovely, and I can't help but hope I'll get to spend more time here after our meeting. She'll discover the box when she opens the door. I ring the bell and wait, anticipation building.
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Jena heard the doorbell ring unexpectedly and wondered who could be visiting; she hadn't been expecting anyone. Quickly throwing on some essentials after indulging in some adult toys, she rushed to the backdoor to see who it was, puzzled why they hadn't used the front entrance.

"Hello? Who's there?" Jena opened the door to find the largest chocolate box she had ever seen sitting before her. "Wow, is this real!? I adore chocolate more than anything, but who would send me such an extravagant amount?" she exclaimed in disbelief. Oddly, there was no one in sight, just the box adorned with the simple message "Happy Valentine" written across it. Upon closer inspection, she noticed a couple of red roses in a vase beside it, leaving her fairly certain that the surprise was intended for her.

Suddenly, and seemingly out of nowhere, the lid of the chocolate box flung open, revealing a massive, pink tongue that shot out toward Jena. Before she could react, it wrapped around her stomach, pulling her forward with force. With a widening of the lid, she was yanked inside, landing face-first on the silky, soft interior. Jena's muffled shriek was stifled as she felt the slimy, suffocating heat envelop her head, shoulders, and waist. Thick saliva cascaded over her writhing body, drenching her instantly. Surprisingly, the scent was sweet, reminiscent of warm chocolate.

In a frenzy, she kicked her legs, her high heels flying from her dainty feet, as the creature's tongue coiled and slithered with relentless determination. It squelched and slobbered, its agile tip maneuvering under her clothes and stripping her bare with alarming efficiency.

“Nmmgh! Aaaghh! Careful!” Jena mewled and moaned as she was tongue stripped. Once nude, her vulnerable, dark naked flesh was lavished with slimy attention from the undulating organ, extracting ever more breathless, desperate gasps and moans past her lips. It found her pussy, grouped her soft breast and treated her body rather professionally, as if giving her a full body massage! If she had been trapped inside a giant maw, she might actually have enjoyed this as nothing was done to cause the slightest harm to her.


At last, the tongue seemed to shift its purpose, pushing her suddenly back and down. Jena slid deeper in and as if trying to contradict physics, the maw was connected to an even darker and slimier tunnel that went even further in, far deeper than the box appeared on the outside. She was squeezed in head-first, her large breasts, shapely curves and wide hips were seized all at once by the tight, sucking throat. She let out one last, shaky cry before the creature swallowed, its hot, slimy esophagus clamping down around her nubile flesh, drawing her down and down with an irresistible, rolling contraction.

She was thrust into the depths, the passage seemingly endless. Eventually, a final constriction forced her down into the stomach. Though less constricting than the throat, the space was far from expansive. Slick, pulsating walls pressed against her from all directions as she writhed and gasped within the abundant, viscous slime engulfing her. Jena attempted to scream but inadvertently tasted the slime on her tongue, her shock nearly overwhelming as it resembled the flavor of liquid icing sugar. Bewilderment consumed her as she grappled with the inexplicable turn of events. What in the world was going on!

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I savored the taste lingering on my lips and couldn't help but smile. She tasted unmistakably like dark chocolate—a natural expectation given her ebony complexion. Yet, the sensation of her flavor dancing on my tastebuds was unparalleled. Her movements within my stomach sent shivers down my spine; she was flawless in every sense. While the life of a mimic could often feel solitary, this Valentine's Day, I had finally found someone to share the day with. :)

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