Ice Cream

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             You have had a crush on the tall American since the moment you saw entering the ice cream parlor. You silently watched, admiring him as he spoke with the lady behind the counter. "Of course you can!" Was all you heard the cheery woman say in her sing-songy voice before he began walking. As he got closer, you could feel yourself growing more and more nervous. You were thankful for the better view, but you weren't quite sure if you were ready for this. Still watching as he passed you to get to the self-serve ice cream bar, you wondered what his personality was like. Maybe he was a total asshole. Maybe he was a really sweet guy. Maybe he played lots of sports of maybe he layed on his couch all day, vaguely resembling Jabba the Hutt. You decided that he definitely did not do that last thing. That's too unattractive for someone like him to do. You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt a hand around your thin, brittle waist. You would have gasped if you had a mouth, but you are merely a sentient spoon and can't do much of anything. You watched as your head was plunged towards a massive bowl of colorful ice cream. The cold hit you as soon as you hit the ice cream, a large chunk being scooped into the divot of your face. You would have giggled in excitement if you could have as you saw yourself being guided towards his mouth, wide open and dripping with warm saliva. You paid attention to every detail inside of his mouth as it slowly closed around your frail body. It was perfectly warm and very moist. His tongue swirled around you, cleaning off any ice cream that may be stuck on your body. He accidentally hit you against one of his amazingly white teeth from time to time, but that was okay with you. You especially enjoyed how incredibly moist the inside of his mouth was around your smooth and slender body. The main part of your body, your handle, had become coated in a sticky mixture of melted ice cream and drool from the rather attractive American male that was handling you so sensually. You were disappointed when he pulled you out of his warm moist mouth, but you knew you'd be going right back in as he went for another scoop. You were held up towards the ceiling, shuddering in pleasure as he licked the ice cream off of your thin plastic body. You would have moaned out in pleasure if it wasn't for your lack of a mouth or vocal cords. Your pleasure was short-lived, however, as he lost his grip on your body that had become coated in his gluttonous slobber and dropped you into his mouth. Gulping in surprise, he began to choke on your thin, yet somehow quite strong, structure. He managed to get his finger into his mouth and you felt an extreme surge of pain as your body was snapped in half and spit onto the table. You laid motionless on the table, saddened by the fact that you could no longer be with the man of your dreams. You found comfort, however, knowing that by your demise he would get to see another day. You silently wished him the best as your life slipped away and it all faded to black.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 15, 2017 ⏰

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