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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #2003046

How will young James fare alone with his mature, womanly neighbors?

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Chapter #4

Bad Sandy!

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James turned to run from Sandy, when his foot caught the street curb, sending him flat on his face. The dog was already at his feet, lapping at his toes. James cringed from the familiar, warm softness of his dogs tongue as it happily licked away, wagging its tail as if it were just handed a treat. "Sandy, STOP! Down girl, sit! Go home Sandy! Get out of here!" He tried every command he knew, but before he knew it he felt his feet being compressed together as the dog began to swallow. "Down Sandy! Stop it!" All the neighbors were laughing now, as the boy was slowly disappearing inside of his own dog. His waist was in her mouth now, his legs feeling extremely tight and warm and wet as they began to enter her stomach. He tried hitting the dog now, but she only tossed him lightly up in the air and slowly slid him down a little more each time, gulping down little bites as her tail wagged away. At least his screams were muffled as her jaw snapped shut, closing his entirety inside of her and swallowing him with some difficulty. The dog made a weird gagging noise, and padded towards home, her little doggy belly now swollen and wobbling under her as she trotted.

Paula sat up when she heard the dog scratching at the back door, and let the suddenly fat dog into the kitchen. "Jesus girl, what did you catch out there?" The dog merely wagged her tail and trotted into the living room, and passed out on the couch to digest its meal. Inside, James was compressed into a small, furious ball being slowly dissolved by his dogs belly. "Aaww, did my precious puppy have an upset little tummy? Does she need a little belly rub?" James could hear his mother baby talking the dog from outside, and he winced when he felt her hand petting Sandy's stomach. "I need to get out of here, now..." James muttered.
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