“It
was my pleasure,” she said, “Although this will be a far greater one. Farewell
then.”
She
opened her mouth wide in front of him. He looked in at the tongue inside her
mouth, which looked different from the outstretched tongue view he’d just seen
immediately prior to the commencement of the licking, but equally appealling to
him nonetheless. With her finger and thumb, she placed him into her mouth, and
then withdrew her hand, and slowly closed her mouth.
“After
eating so many shrunken boys and leprechauns, I have refined the art of eating
someone, to give the meal a chance to see the light very slowly go out in my
mouth, rather than instantly being plunged into a wet darkness,” she thought to
herself, wishing that her mouth was not ironically unable to voice that thought
to him.
She
let him lie on her tongue and contemplate what lay ahead for a few minutes, and
then raised her tongue ever so slightly, so that he was only on a slight
incline. Colleen wondered whether he would try to resist his destiny or simply
start sliding. She felt his movements, as he drifted into her throat, and slid
part of the way down. Then she gave a hearty gulping movement, and drew him
down further. Then she felt the presence of him in her neck and throat no
longer, and expected that he’d reached her stomach.
After
the gulp had carried him a little way, Francis activated the wrist remote’s
recall setting and was drawn back to his room at Miss Woodfield’s house on the
Saturday afternoon in his own time. Only a few seconds had passed since he’d
left for the past. He asked her if he could attend the lady teachers party at
his tiny size.
“You
can, but you’ll have to stay out of sight for most of it,” said Frances, “Miss
Corlani and I are friends. So she’ll be arriving an hour earlier than all the
other lady teachers. As soon as I hear the first doorbell of someone else
arriving, I’ll have to hid you out of sight on the top shelf of the high lounge
room cabinet. You’ll be able to look out through its glass doors and watch the
party, but the other teachers won’t be able to see you, as you’ll be above
their eye level. If they do spot you at all, you’ll just look like a doll in
the cabinet from that distance, as I’ll have some other dolls there too.”
When
the night of the party came, Miss Woodfield placed him on the table along with
the food, so that he could help himself to as much as he liked in the first
hour, before going into seclusion. Then they heard the doorbell.
“That
will be Miss Corlani now,” she said, and went to answer it.
He
soon heard them walking to the lounge room, and then saw Miss Woodfield go to
the kitchen, calling, “Start on anything you like,” to Sandra.
Miss
Corlani was his favourite of the three crushes, and she now walked straight
over to the table and saw him.