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Chapter #8
peckish - you'll find out what his stomach ...
by: Unknown
David stuffs the egg into his shorts pocket. Pressed against his leg as he plays for the rest of the day, the chocolate pieces you're in there with begin to melt a little. Of course, the battering movement of his boyish, energetic, and rambunctious play tosses you over the pieces, smudging the sweet chocolate on your skin.
By the time David gets home and remembers about the egg, you're covered in brown skid marks from the partially melted chocolate. He pulls the egg out of his pocket and opens it up. "Hey - where'd he go?" He asks, disappointed.
He scans the interior contents of the egg - noticing movement - you're buried under some of the mud-like confection and pop up, gasping for breath, looking very much like a swamp creature. "Haha - that's funny! You're all covered in chocolate. Now that you're free from the warmth of his pocket, you feel the chocolate start to harden. David watches, transfixed as you climb to the top of the heap of chocolate and begin to crawl over the side of the egg. It's slow going - you feel the sugary armor tighten against your skin. David sets the egg on his bedroom desk and watches as you tumble over the side of the egg, skidding along its curved surface and landing slowly, prone on his desk.
"Help!!" You call out. "I... can't... move!" You look up into the green eyes of the black haired 7 year old. You get a chill. He licks his lips and says, "well... I guess that means you won't fight when I swallow you this time!"
"No... NO! NO!!! KID, PLEASE! I SWEAR I'LL BE GOOD!" you beg as he lifts you up.
"Of course you'll be good - you're covered in chocolate - that's real yummy!" He giggles as he sniffs you. His mouth opens wide. Strands of saliva connect between his tongue and palate. His warm meaty breath washes over you.
"WAAAAIIIITTT!!" You scream. "Do you even know what's gonna happen to me in... in ... THERE!?" You'd point if you could, but you're currently entombed in the world's sweetest suit of armor. Your eyes glance down to his still bare belly.
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