"Smith!" a woman called out as she removed candy from atop of you, "Oh thank goodness, I found you."
"Who are you?" you asked, unable to see the woman behind you. "I'm Jordan. You don't know me but I know you." She walked in front of you, removing the last piece of candy. She was a black furred mouse, with short, dark blue hair and a white underbelly. She wore blue shorts buts that's all. She was also well toned. It occurred to you that you have indeed seen her before, but only every now and again.
"What do you mean you know me?" you ask.
She looked nervous "I... I kind of had a crush on you for a month or so." She said as she turned her head and blushed. You aren't sure what to think, you never really met her before.
A shook knocked her off her feet. "Jordan, how long have I been in here?"
Another shook, followed by a loud rustle knocked her down again. "About a few hours. I went back home to get others to help me but they said something about a party and protocol about hiding. I tried other places but they didn't want to help either. I was too scared to come by myself, then someone told me when and what the party is."
The rustle continued until everything went topsy-turvy. You fell through the air and landed on a pile chocolate.
Your rubbed your head and heard a cry. "Smith, help!" Jordan called. You looked down and noticed Jordan was buried in the candy, as if the roles were reversed. You bent down and threw a chocolate off of her before she cried out once more. "Behind you! Run!" A warm gust of air breezed on your back, followed by a chill going up your spine. You look over your shoulder, stunned, and see Beth glaring at you angrily, her teeth bared and growling. She seemed to have noticed the chocolate you've eaten. Her head was an arms length away. "Run, damn you!" Jordan yelled, which brought you back to your senses.
You hopped off the pile of candy and Beth made a quick chomp at you. You slide down and jumped off the bowl, dashing towards anything you can hide behind. You stopped in your tracks and turned around. "Jordan..." you muttered to yourself.
Beth was picking through the candy before pulling out Jordan, kicking and screaming in protest. She held her with two hands, each holding Jordan's arms, pulled apart. "Hmm... You look rather exotic." Beth said aloud, whether to herself or to Jordan is questionable. "Let's see if you taste exotic." Beth muttered before sticking out a long tongue and grinding it gently against Jordan's body. Jordan didn't seem to like it, however you did. The flight or flight in you seemed to have dissipated, All you can think about was how it would feel if that tongue was rubbing against you. You panned your eyes to Beth's throat and wondered what it would be like being squeezed inside it. Then you looked at her exposed tummy, she didn't put shirt on yet, you can see the effort Beth put in, she had to work out. You imagined wiggling inside her tight, flat belly. You shook your head. Beth was giving Jordan another lick.
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