Just A Little Vore

Something New (Willing, accidental swallowing)

"But D, is this not a great idea?!"

Delilah looked down to her lab partner, who had been shockingly shrunk to the size of two dimes stacked standing on their sides. That was two days ago. Now, Kay was asking for her to try something crazy.

They had been a couple for about two months now, and neither of them ever shied away from the thought of trying something new in the bedroom.

But this was ridiculous!

"So...I'd need whipped cream...and that's it?" Delilah asked.

"And me, of course," Kay answered. He added a wink to make her laugh, but she couldn't see it from this far away. She could only hear him thanks to a microphone she rigged up to point towards him and pick up the smallest of sounds.

She shook her head. "You're nuts."

"But when will we ever get another chance like this, huh?" He argued. "Come on, I tried that one thing that went horribly wrong. You remember? You ordered it from some fancy-"

"Yeah yeah, okay. Sure. Fine. I'll get some. Whipped cream or something." Dee stood and grabbed her purse, leaving the room. Kay was left to thank her profusely and tell her how much he loved her.

It wasn't long until she was home, and there he stood, in nothing but a dark green pair of boxers. He waved, and she couldn't help but laugh and shake her head.

The lights were turned down low, and she took him over to the bed. He was lowered onto the neatly made blanket right in front of her.

"You ready?" She asked, producing the whipped cream. He nodded.

So Delilah proceeded to spray a huge mound of whipped cream over him, burying him with the stuff, completely covering him.

"Alright," she said then, placing the can aside on the nightstand.

"Ready or not, here I come."

Dee began to lick the sweet, fluffy substance from around her lover. The goal, according to him was to find him amidst the sweets. Slowly, the cream disappeared, and she couldn't seem to find Kay.

Feeling a bit worried, she went slower, really feeling through the stuff as she licked it up, then began to dig through it with her fingers instead, panicking a bit.

Soon, the last of the whipped cream was smeared across the bed, and she couldn't find Kay anywhere.

With a shout, she grabs at her stomach and leans over the bed, forcing two fingers down her throat. Just as she felt something ready to come back up, she felt something else tug on her pant leg. She quickly looked, and there was Kay, covered in various amounts of Whipped Cream and dazed from her sudden movements that shook the bed he stood on like an earthquake.

She said his name in relief and scooped him up, her heart still pumping adrenaline through her body.

"Oh God, that...was a terrible idea..." She said, half laughing and half crying. Kay nodded in her hand, grabbing into her thumb and hugging it. Delilah sighs and wraps a finger around him in an attempt to hug him back.

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Later that night, Kay was up thinking about the events of earlier. He had been pushed aside when Dee suddenly started pushing through the remaining cream frantically. He wasn't able to stand back up in time for her to see him, but her bounce from him to the side if the bed sent him flying, right for her leg.

Lucky, too, or he'd have another mess to clean up.

He looked over to his sleeping wife. Her beautiful lips shone slightly in the light cast by the yellow nightlight.

He stood and made his way towards them. He climbed up the folds of her face, using her breathing patterns o his advantage, and eventually came to a vantage point on her nose. He glanced at those perfect lips, even more beautiful up close. He knew he could stare at those all day. For as many days as they were together.

Her mouth was a dark cavern behind them, and he shuddered at the thought of falling in...but surprisingly, he found the thought....almost arousing. Dee began to toss in her sleep.

Kay help on, but lost his footing as she shifted her head violently to the side.

He bounced off of those perfect lips and fell into the darkness below. He grasped onto the teeth, getting a momentary grip. His feet dangled loosely below him, and he felt adrenaline spike inside of him. Quickly he scrambled to get a foot back up onto the teeth, but only managed to kick one of his socks off. It landed against the back of the throat, and Kay was shaken as a swallowing sound was heard. He felt his face drain of color.

He tried again, now with a bare foot, to gain leverage, but Dee turned back in her sleep, and he was tossed sideways.

His grip was lost, and he bounced onto the tongue.

Delilah turned once more, and he slid right towards the throat. He fought for only a moment, before allowing the soft inside of her mouth to comfort him as he slid closer. He relaxed, and grinned once as his tiny figure was swallowed as if he was nothing, disappearing from this world.

Dee slept soundly the rest of the night.