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Shrunken at home - Page 15 - Jessica oral vore (Jack) - By TimeForThings - Overview
"You look almost... tasty" she says.
You freeze at her words. "T-Tasty, as in-"
"As in food? Yup."
You try to escape, but you're too small and weak to do anything but struggle. She shoves you into her mouth head first, then begins to swallow you whole. You try to struggle, but it is in vain, as nothing you could do would stop you from falling towards her stomach. As you enter her stomach, you feel less cramped, but not by much. You still have no room for movement, but at lease you're not feeling crushed.

Yoy then hear her voice, muffled from coming through the stomach walls. "Oh my gosh, I just ate Jack!" She said, with both panic and excitement in her voice. "You okay in there?"
"No I'm not okay in here!" You shout. "I'm in your stomach, being about to be digested"
"Oops, oh well." She says as you begin to feel the acid rising. "You were a great friend, really, and it was fun while it lasted"
"It could've lasted longer!" You shout, before the acid covers you whole and you begin to feel your body becoming soft from the digestion.
"I'm going to be honest here, you had a chance with me. Romantically, might I add. In fact, if you had just asked me out, we'd probably be together. But it's too late now, I suppose. Goodbye, I'll miss you" she says.

You shed a tear as your body finally melts. Jessica sheds one as well, but hers is with more of a bittersweet feeling. You were a great friend, she didn't lie, but as she sees it, you'll continue being great as a part of her. To her, it almost feels as if you're going to be one with her, forever.

Jessica went on to live a full, happy life, never forgetting you. She eventually got married, and had kids, naming the first one after you. She never told anyone why you weren't around to see them anymore, and she carried that secret with her until her death.


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