Charlette whimpered and squirmed in the heat, every movement she gave made things worse. The tin was unbearable hot and she couldn’t help but scream. Once and a while one of the girls would come to wave at her through the glass as she pleaded with her eyes and screamed to be let out. She couldn’t sob as her tears evaporated, she could only heave dryly as her skin browned. It felt like an eternity but eventually, the heat died down and Charlette was pulled out and laid on the table. She couldn’t move at all, it was agony. Her eyes could only dart from side to side as the girls played rock paper scissors to see who would eat her. It turned out Tira won.

She sat down in front of Charlette wearing a bib and licking her lips, “Well this was a fun night, thanks a lot Charlette, she browned really nicely don’t you think girls?” The girls nodded in agreement as Tira picked her uop whole, her legs, still bent under her belly and arms under her chest. “Uhmm, I think ass first!” Tira said as she turned Charlette around and slid the feet and ass into her mouth, her tongue peeking up Charlette ass hole to get at the cherry. Charlette let out a whimper as Jenny and Rita couldn’t help but lick Charlette’s face and body as Tira gulped down Charlette’s legs and ass at the same time. The tongue felt like sandpaper slathering her browned skin and the trip down the throat, constricting tightly around her sensitive skin made tears stream from her eyes, to a crescendo of giggles and awws from the girls The whipped cream had melted in the heat, covering her back which Tira was enjoying greatly as she suckled it down, taking Charlette up to her chest. Before she took them in, Rita bit hard on one of the nipples, causing an exhausted Charlette to scream. The sensitive petite mounds were lapped up lik milk duds by Tira when they slipped in and soon, only Charlette’s head remained. Jenny leant in and gave Charlette a deep French kiss before pulling out, a trail of saliva left behind as she licked her lips,

”She sure was a tasty one, enjoy her Tira!” Charlette gave one last desperate look to the girls as Tira winked and swallowed her head whole, rubbing her fingers on her lips and giving an indignant burp. Charlette slid down and was plopped roughly into the stomach, the acids immediately feeling like fire against her skin causing her to scream and kick and writhe. Outside the girls, tired from their night, cuddled each other, and sung lullabies to the tummy hoping to get her to be quiet so they could rest,

“Sush little darling don’t say a word, we are gonna by you a mocking bird, and if the mocking bird don’t taste swell… well, then mommy’s going to have to eat you sweetie pie.”

They giggled and fell asleep as the screaming died down. Rita rubbed Tira’s belly, “She is still alive I think, still a little firm.” Jenny pressed hard on the stomach smooshing it, “Well now she isn’t” Rita said with a smile.

Tira awoke in the middle of the night, gently nudging Jenny and Rita up as well. They quietly tip toed up to the toilet and watched as Tira sat down delicately and squeezed. A little plop followed and she stood up, looking into the toilet Tira said, “You were right, she was a splat.”