Ms. Hamilton was surprised. Of all the things it could be, you had asked her to eat you. Your teacher looked down, unsure of the request.
“Are you sure? What if you get hurt, or digested? Isn’t there anything else you could do?” She asked, worried. Suddenly, her belly started to groan. Though you were small, you could hear it and it made you want to be devoured even more.
“You don’t need to worry about me, I’m immune to digestion. I know this because I have been eaten before, it’s a long story. Besides, I taste good.” You said. Ms. Hamilton still wasn’t sure, but she eventually started to lick you. As she covered you in saliva, you enjoyed the feeling of her tongue against your skin. After licking you a few times, your teacher nodded.
“You were right, you do taste good. Better than anything I have ever had. But, if I eat you, how will you get out?” You simply smiled at her question.
“Simple, when you feel it’s safe for me to come out, pat your belly three times. As long as I’m careful, I can climb out your throat. When I do, you need to stay still. It won’t hurt, but it makes it easier if you’re not moving, and it will feel a little weird.” You explained, making her smile.
“Well, since you have this planned out, I guess I have no choice but to eat you.” She said.
“Just one thing, if you decide to chew me, try to be careful. I’m durable, but I’m not invulnerable.” You said. Ms. Hamilton gave you another lick.”
“If it’s alright with you, I would like to…
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