Chapter #9Oral Vore by: Karma  The tightness in your gut swells and you feel like you are going to implode. His choice has somewhat set your erection into a slumber, causing your dick to lose strength and fall back to the state of flaccid. You crouch down, your big balls spreading out on the floor, and look into the small mouse. He glances up, his eyes glared with tears. His breathing is sharp and his heartbeat sounds like a bass drum through subwoofers. Without a moment of hesitation, you grab his waist and hoist him up, standing in the process. The mouse is in a complete shock, he is only a meter from the ground, but he looks like he is about to be dropped from the Eiffel Tower. He finally calms down, your grip is not that strong and not harming him in anyway. He looks up to you, but before you can answer, a loud gurgle comes from within your abdomen. He cringes, but you can tell he is interested.
"You seem oddly excited for a prey about to be devoured." You state.
"I... I just..." He stammers, "I just find you... a worthy predator... for... for me..."
"Well now!" You are somewhat shocked with his response, "I am glad you noticed my dominant state over you. What caused you realize this?"
"I just heard your belly, and it sounded strong and powerful." He regained himself, "My parents warned me this would happen if I kept going to this kind of event. But I never believed them, until now. I... I am just happy that you chose me!"
You are completely taken aback. This mouse, this completely tiny and paper thin mouse, is actually interested in being devoured by you? You paused, trying to figure out what to say. You thought it would be a challenge, a struggling challenge to force this small thing down your gullet and into your abyss. You start to think about the possibilities now that he is actually willing, or acting to be.
"Are you actually that fond of me? You are about to eaten, and you are willing?"
"My parents said it would happen eventually. I realized that my fears were for nothing, and I am impressed with your strength... and well... kindness."
"Kindness? What are you talking about? I am a sergal, a master predator, I know nothing from being kind, only regal and proud!"
He flinches at each stabbing statement, but quickly comes back to his position in being interested with you and your body. The ideas flood and overwhelm your brain. You could do so much with this little creature, so much indeed.
"I am telling the truth!" He cuts in. "You are kind, most of the other preds would have vored me by now! You actually stopped and asked me about a choice of my fate? I find that to be kindness in and of itself!"
With that, a shelled shocking wave hits you. You dropped the poor mouse, who tumbles to the ground. Your gut gives a final wheeze before it calms down, and you are left in the realization of your path. You are kind... but only in a sense. You feel something tug at your leg, and looking down you see the mouse hugging onto it! He is obviously obsessed with you, but is this only a façade?
"Are you truthfully into me? Or is this a vermin trick to stop me from devouring you?"
"Eat me if you want. I am just happy to become part of your amazing body!"
This is to much. You actually are feeling somewhat of a tang of remorse for him. The mouse, in all his nudity, is actually quite cute. You realize that the tables have turned and that many more choices open up to this potential. You could still devour him, giving him what he wants; or you could spare him, and think of another trick to play.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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