Chapter #6continue as planned by: Unknown The next day Mark Camron was at his usual dealing spot, John rushed by him and threw a up of water all over him, he started chasing him until Taylor “conveniently” walked by and stopped Mark, “Were you two about to fight?” She asked. Mark stared John down and replied “We weren’t fighting, he threw water at me and now I’m gonna kill him!” John taunted back “In your dreams, I’m too strong for you meth head”. This really pissed Mark off and made him scream “I DON’T DO DRUGS, I GIVE THEM AWAY!”
Taylor jumped in “I think tough boys are hot, how about this. You two show up to my place after classes today and have a real fight, I’ll have sex with the winner”. Suddenly Mark went from angry to charm “Oh yeah, I’ll show you John, you better prepare because when the time comes, I’ll already have your face turned into a red puddle!” and with that he walked back his drug dealing spot and waited for his client. Taylor walked to class, but she gave me a spare key to get into her apartment. Since I was technically going to be “dead” to the world, I figured I’d just skip class and go back to her place.
After about three hours of watching TV at Taylors place, I heard her car pull up, the radio was blaring rap music which didn’t seem like Taylor’s type. Turns out that Mark was in the car with her and was now coming up to her room. Just then I saw a snapchat notification from Taylor, it said “plug the shrink machine up”. Taylor walked and explained that she got Mark to wait outside while “cleans up the room” but she actually wanted to get the shrink ray ready to fire as he walks in the door.
Once we got the ray set up, she opened the door and called for Mark to come in. “Hey Taylor, just so you know, my dick is about eight inches long, so be ready for a great time after I beat the shit out of that little rat”. Taylor fake flirted back “Oh, I can’t wait to have you inside of me”. At that moment, Mark took a few steps in and was instantly hit by the ray as John took aim.
The shrinking knocked him out similarly to how you got knocked out, but Taylor wanted to eat him while he was awake because “it makes it more sexy feeling them move inside you” according to her. John decided not to judge since she wasn’t going to judge him but he is personally not into it. They held hands and watched TV waiting for Mark to wake up.
After about an hour and a half he woke up, as soon as he stood up Taylor picked him up to make sure that he couldn’t run away. “What the fuck is going on?” Mark yelled out. “Hey Mark, looks like you lost the fight. but luckily for you, I’m still gonna let you inside of me”. Mark tried to sound intimidating but was failing “You better not use me as a dildo, I swear to god, I’ll get my rich family to charge you for rape!”
Taylor just raised his naked body above her head and said “Awww, you’re so cute when you try and act strong. Too bad that food can’t report crime to the cops”. Mark got confused and blurted out “Food? What do you mean Fo-“ Taylor dropped him in her mouth and started enjoying the taste of his body.
Mark tried fighting is way out so Taylor quickly swallowed him before he could do anything. “Aw man, I wish I could have enjoyed him longer, its too bad”. John puts his arm around her “did you enjoy your snack?” Taylor leans down on his shoulder “Yep, I still am, I can feel him in there. I love this feeling”.
After they finished their show, Taylor got up. “I guess I owe you some feet time now huh?” she said as she took off her socks. “Oh I’m so ready for this” John replied. For the rest of that day, John shrunk himself down and spent time cuddling on her feet.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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