A few minutes after running out of air, Jason was gone; Luna's ass had done him in. About 10 minutes later, Luna gasped. The phone call had made her forget about watching Jason, and she finally remembered. She looked around without getting up, and didn't see him, then she remembered where she sat him before taking the call. She quickly sat up and turned around and saw him lying there, pushed into the cushion. She picked him up and saw that he wasn't moving and his eyes were closed. She put her pinky finger to his chest and felt nothing, plus saw that he was lightly blue in the face. "Oh hell," Luna cursed, "I killed him with my ass." She didn't know what she was going to do. "Kara's going to kill me for killing you," Luna said, then an idea came to her, "Well, she doesn't have to know what happened....I just have to hide the evidence. If there is no body, I can just say you ran off."
She thought on how to get rid of him, but then looked at him and the bowl of cheese on the table. Her stomach grumbled afterward, and then she smiled nervously, "Weeeelll, I guess I can't let you go to waste. After all, Kara had told me you wanted to be eaten someday. Too bad you won't be able to experience it." She then proceeded to quickly dunk his lifeless body in the cheese. She stuffed him in her mouth and started sucking the cheese off him, tasting it and him, "Mmm, at least he tastes good, that's a plus." She then swallowed him down. She licked her lips and fingers and then said to herself, "Delicious, though sadly, he probably would have been better going down alive and squirming." She then went ahead and opened the bag of chips and ate more of the cheese with them, speedily filling up her little belly, piling it on top of him. Fifteen minutes later, Luna had laid back on the couch and fell asleep. Her stomach started to work on her unplanned snack. Jason was on his way to nourishing the ass that had ended him.

THE END.