"Clifford, come." Justin commands. You watch as Clifford walks over to Justin and obediently sticks his tongue out, mouth open. You struggle as you try to free yourself from his grip. You feel Cliffords terrible breath beating against you as you are placed under his tongue. Your legs are spread and the tongue lays atop your chest and your head sticks out of Cliffords mouth. The warm, sticky ttongue on your body feels good, but then, Clifford turns his head up. You fall down off his tongue and into his throat. You try to pull yourself out but you get pulled deeper, and deeper, until you land in his stomach acids ajd die.
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