He watched as Dorothy's mouth began widen. At first it was just an extra inch, but it seemed to never stop, getting bigger and bigger with each passing second. Roger almost thought a black hole had replaced Dorothy's mouth when it finally stopped. Even after her very 'helpful' description of her insides, he was stunned by what he saw.

The inside of her mouth was pink, shiny, dripping wet, and as expected there was a tongue on her lower jaw just behind her teeth. If he didn't know any better, he could have sworn that mouth was from a real person. Of course, a real person couldn't fit both of his feet in there in one swallow.

Lightly Roger gasped, in one fluid motion, Dorothy had enveloped him up to his ankles into her maw. The very sensation felt so strange, but not in an unpleasant way. He could feel his toes squishy into the artificially organic tissue within and warm drool down the bottom of his feet. The tongue was just beneath his heels, now slithering out and up like a snake. It didn't do much, but that quickly changed as soon as Dorothy took another swallow.

Dorothy's eyes widened once more, stunned solely from the taste that was delighting her palate. She didn't have to eat, and yet when ever Roger was served a meal, she insisted on sitting at the table with him, utensils and all. Well now Dorothy was tempted to have Roger served to her as dinner from now on. Her designer had figured that a tongue used for speech but not for taste was even stranger than creating an android of someone, so he threw in some tastebuds as well, and this was the first time they were put to use.

"Dorothy?" Roger muttered. He had been very surprised when her tongue had gone crazy and was soon matting down every hair on his legs in her spit. He suspected she needed the extra lubricant to make it easier for her big mouth to down him, but even if he asked her why, she couldn't answer because of her full mouth. Still, he suspected there was some other motivation behind this aside from just saving his life.

"Yummy." Dorothy thought for the first time in her life. She couldn't help it, every inch of Roger tasted so good, forcing her to step up both her tongue movements and her swallowing to increase speed. Just because she was trying to save his life didn't mean she couldn't enjoy his flavor along the way. Roger was such a tall man, leaving so much to be gulped down. Her only wish was that she could tell him how much more this meant to her now.

Suddenly, Dorothy's rampant pace stopped when she saw what part she was about to eat next. Gripping Roger's sides, she lifted him into the air for his comfort and to better see that she had swallowed ever inch of his legs. Now though, she was staring face to face with penis and it was still stiff.

Roger just looked at her, unsure of why she had stopped. Sure he was even more aware of what was about to pass through Dorothy's lips, but she had been handling this as professionally as possible.

She couldn't...No, no of course not...right?