The White
I'm nowhere; it really seems like this. Everything is white. There is no substance to be found anywhere; neither organic nor artificial. I feel
alone in this world, and I do not know what this world is. I want something to come before I go insane. Something... something that will make me
feel like I am wanted, something that will make me feel like I have a meaning.
I turn around and my eyes are finally greeted by something; and this is no ordinary something. This could not be created in real life, and yet
here I am with my eyes upon her. She is an enormous white being; she resembles that of a human and a wolf-like creature somehow mixed together.
I don't think she sees me yet, which I feel relieved by. I am afraid. Just looking at her I know she could end my life if she pleased.
She saw me; I am done for for sure. She leans towards me with an outstretched arm and wide open hand reaching to grab me. I know there is no
point in fighting her; there is simply no use trying to get away now. She has me in her hand now, and is gradually bringing me up towards her
beautifully formed face. My heart is beating as I know what she intends to do with me ultimately. I just know.
As of now she is just staring at me with this... this.... loving look on her face, as if I have nothing to be worried about. But, I know this is
not true at all. And yet, I have this inner feeling of happiness. The hand she has me clutched in is very warm and soft. This and along with
the gentle pressure of her grip seem very satisfying to me, for some reason. Before I can think things over any more, she begins to pull me
closer towards her face.
She loosens her grip ever so slightly and begins to caress my entire body with her fur-coated cheek. This feeling is even more satisfying than
before as it is even more soft. I feel my worry begin to slip away and accept my fate as being hers. I have no say in what she does now. I am
almost pleased at this notion; I do not have to do anything but relax as much as possible and let her do with me as she pleases.
She then takes me away from that cheek, as much as it saddens me I know there is better to come. She slowly moves me towards her newly moistened
lips and presses my face into them. This experience is gradually getting better and better, come to think of it. The lips are the warmest and
softest thing I have come in contact with thus far. She flexes her lips more and more, and it almost feels like she is kissing my entire face; I
enjoy this feeling very much. Then, she opens her lips ever so slightly and allows my head to pass between them as she moves me back and forth
in the same fasion. I am now believing this creature to be more of a savior than the monster she might have seemed like before.
After several minutes of this, she slowly takes me back out of her lips and places another hand around her other; this almost gives me the
feeling that I'm being cradled in her soft, warm hands. As she brings me towards her face again, she opens her mouth and places her tongue half-
way out of her mouth. She then begins to slowly press me against the moist tongue and push me downwards; it is almost like the feeling a sucker
I would imagine to have. The moist, smooth sensation this brings me is very pleasing, and I think she knows this as she keeps going for another
several minutes.
This whole time she still has that loving look on her face as if she never meant me harm; she just wanted to please me. As far as I know, she is
doing quite a good job. After the lolly pop treatment, she opens her hands up even more so that I am lying there in the cup her hands form.
Instead of bringing me towards her face, she brings her face to me and begins licking me heavily, pushing her tongue over me the firmest she has
done anything thus far. This begins to show me her true power as this is still only a fraction of what she could do. Since she is allowing me to
move freely this time, I rotate my body with each lick to get a different sensation each time, each one more pleasing than the last.
After another several minutes, I hear a loud, deep grumbling noise coming from below, and give a slightly worried look into the creature's eyes.
She stares back at me with that loving look again, only it is slightly sad. She is probably sad because it has to end so soon, but nonetheless
it must be done.
As we both know we don't want this to end, she begins very slowly by simply putting my head in her lips again. Only this time she begins licking
my head as it is in her mouth, and slowly drags my body through the passage of her lips by only using her tongue as much as possible. This whole
process is certainly the most pleasing I have ever felt before; it is so soft, warm, and just so... so... comfortable, as if I was meant for this
to happen somehow. It is just natural.
Soon enough I am in her mouth completely, just lying there on her warm, moist tongue and enjoying the feeling of it all. She is breathing gently
and warmly, just to add to the pleasing effect I am already having. Just as I am about to fall asleep, though, there is another loud grumbling
noise coming from down her throat. I know what is to be done now, and I am going to go through with it. She did her part; now it's my turn.
I am facing where the opening of her mouth would be, feet first into her throat. She tilts her head ever so slightly and I begin to slowly but
surely slide closer to her throat. I feel my feet touch the opening, and it flexes, allowing my feet and lower legs to be covered in the warm,
wet, and soft feeling. This is the ultimate feeling I had desired, and it was certainly worth all the building up to this moment. She still did
not want this to end yet, so she swallows as slow as possible, and I gradually am pulled into the throat, starting with legs and moving up past
the thighs, waist, chest, shoulders, and eventually the head. My whole body is now in the throat, and she allows me to move around just a bit
to soak in the feeling just a little more before she really swallows for the first time. The rushing and yet soft feeling is very pleasing.
Then, right as I am about to plop into the stomach, she lies down as quick as possible, causing a loud thump as she hits the ground. I stop
right at the edge, and I feel my feet dangling. But then, somehow, I feel her throat working backwards, and I start to go up instead of down.
Soon enough I am back to the opening of her mouth again, only now it is open. Now she is reaching in her mouth for me and feeling around almost
frantically. I walk accross her tongue and gently touch one of her fingers. The hand stops grabbing around and gently grabs me once again, and
pulls me out of the mouth.
As she pulls me out, I notice that she is crying. I look at her, concerned, and she just simply smiles at me, lips wavering and tears trickling
down her beautiful face. She did not want me to die; I could sense it. She simply... just...... loved me so much that she didn't want to be
the one to kill me, even if she was hungry. Before I can do anything, she brings her other hand up and presses me against her chest, and I know
this is a hug. This is the best hug I could ever feel in the arms of a giant fur-coated being such as herself.
After the hug, which lasts still more several minutes, she gradually composes herself and lowers her arm towards the ground, opening her hand
to let me go freely. I do not want to leave her, but she gently pushes me away with her hand. I am left standing there again as she begins to
walk away, but I run as hard as I can to catch up to her and jump at one of her legs, clinging on as hard as I can. She notices and stops walking
to bend over and pick me up once again. She brings me to her face and looks deep into my eyes, knowing that I am different. She carefully places
me on her shoulder, and I snuggle up against her neck as she begins to walk.
I was in a void before, nothing to do, no one to have, no one to hold. I found this great being and didn't know what to think, whether she was
beast or wonderful creature. I know she is the latter now. I was hers at first, and now, apparently, we are for each other. I have a feeling that
this will not be the last time we will do this, and there will not be a last time for a very, very long time.