S'more Fan Fiction

S'more

I am a marshmallow. I watch as a small child's hand penetrates the outer clear wrapping which contains me. I am free. His fingers caress my skin. I am now warmed by the child's hand. He finds a stick on the ground and pushes it through my body this hurts me greatly. I enjoy the sensation. He reveals my body to the open flame. My flesh begins to scorch. I feel my insides slowly turning from gelatin to a sweet white cream. This is wonderful. My skin shrivels into a blackened charred state. I feel the touch of the child's fingers once more around my body. He lays me onto a graham cracker. I no longer feel his soft touch but instead I feel the graham crackers flat and crumbly surface. Now the child lays chocolate on top of me. I feel the chocolate all around me as it slowly melts from my radiating warmth. The soft and smooth chocolate caresses me all around. I feel pleasure from it's creamy touch. Last, the child adds a graham cracker to the treat he is making. I feel the weight of it on me. I love the pain. I am lifted into the child's mouth he swallows me in three bites, every one of them more powerful and intense than the last. I am a marshmallow. It is all over for me now.