Soggy beginnings~😏[weetabix x cheerios x shreddies x reader]

Talking and moving cereal? Thats hot.

It's a miserable morning. Y/N awakes, ready for the taste of cereal in their mouth. 'Mmmm, weetabix time.' You groan, leaping out of bed running and tumbling down the staircase - you were more eager then usual for cereal today- damn! You hop up from being a folded-over-cereal-hungry-lump and make your way towards the cupboard.

You reach the cupboard - in pain, you hit your a$$ pretty hard when you fell down the stairs; but you didn't care, your beloved weetabix was waiting. You fling open the cupboard, grab the weetabix box and slam it down on the table. A moan comes from the box, you're shocked but intrigued - of course. 'Hello?' You say shyly - did the box just moan? 'No need to be so rough~' said the same voice. 'Is there someone in the box?' You say - why is impossible to tell, this is a cereal box. No one is in there, well, no himan at least. 'No, you utter milk head! I'm no person, I'm what you see in your dreams! . . . . .and what you see in your bowl every morning.' The voice said as a talking weetabix wearing a hot pink bikini emerged from the box. 'WHAT IN THE HOT- I- I- I MEAN HOLY TALKING CEREAL IS THIS!?' You scream, you're outstanded. . . . . . . . . .talking cereal, you didn't think you'd be this horny at 9:10 in the morning. 'Haha! It's your breakfast! Now eat up!' The cereal says gesturing it's body.