Jordan #2

I really don't know where to start, so I guess I'll start by describing the woman that was the "Mom" in our group of friends. She was always the one that you went to when times were go rough and you needed comforting. She was the one you went to when you had nowhere to sleep due to a breakup, or food to eat while in college. As far as looks go, she was a Midwestern 10 out of 10. Starting from the top, she had long brown hair that stretched down to the middle of her back. Her face was pleasant to look at, her body had a soft look to it. She went to the gym when she could between work and school, so she was somewhat toned but habit of eating, so she had some fat to her. This just resulted in curves in all of the right places, soft to cuddle on a late night. Her breast were something else, not to big and definitely not too small. I only knew this from a day of day drinking down at the beach on spring break. Her stomach didn't have abs showing but it was still flat. Her hips were wide, you could say she had what could be traditionaly called child bearing hips. Her ass and thighs were thick, making you just want to massage them with lust. She had dainty little feet, always keeping her toes painted with various colors. And like I mentioned, her personality was that of a motherly figure, always wanting to take care of you with a soft love. So with all of that covered, now on to the story of how I got to where I am. I was working late one night at the bar, wondering why I was still open. My bar was one that the college kids frequented, opting to come in to use the bathroom or get out of the weather on those type of nights. The kitchen had closed a few hours ago, so I was spending my time by watching a rugby match I had on and keeping a beer in front of a kid who was working on homework in the corner. My friends would sometimes either swing by on their way to our country bar hangout or afterwards, before and they would be happy with an alcoholic or **** induced buzz. And if after, usually drunk and waiting for me to close up so I could get everyone home safe being the only sober one. So I was somewhat surprised when Jordan stumbled in halfway through the night, to late to be on her way to the country bar and to early to be heading home. Though, she was just as drunk as she usually was when she was heading home from the bar. She looked around, eyeing the kid and giving a judgmental smirk before making her way over to the bar. I just give her a grin, pouring a splash of vodka in a glass and drowning it in cranberry juice before sliding it over to her with a grin, "Kind of early to be calling it a night." She just smirks, "Some nights I just want to be home, away from all of these jerks and kids. Sometimes I wonder if I'm going to be single and childless for the rest of my life, I can't see me settling down with anyone." I lean against the bar, mindlessly polishing a glass. "Oh you know that's a crock of bull. Your in college, a time of exploration and having fun. Once you graduate, youl settle down somewhere and stumble across a fine young gentleman to start a family with." She just scoffs at my remark, tossing her glass back and chugging the last of her drink. "If only you knew the real me, you would think otherwise." It was smy turn to scoff at her, "Jordan I've known you since highschool. I know more about you than the average guy running around this college." "That's because you're one of my friends. I have family history that would make your blood run cold," she says with a sigh. I put the glass back in its place, walking over to the kid in the corner and tell him I'm closing for the night. He pays his tab and packed up, giving us a second glance before going through the door. I clean up quick, shutting off the lights before turning towards Jordan, "Let's get you home." She just nods her head, sliding her arm around mine in a manner most people would think we were dating but I knew she just wanted a human touch. We walk silently home, she using my arm to steady herself over the rough and uneven sidewalk. Opening her door, I usher her inside and close it behind us and before taking her back to her bedroom. "Hank, can you spend the night?", she asked with pleading eyes. I spent plenty of nights over at her place, mostly me needing comforting while I went through my divorce. So it was safe to say I didn't even hesitate as I pulled my shirt over my head and crawled out of my jeans, slipping into her bed. I hadn't even noticed, but she had undressed under the covers, the only thing on her body was a pair of dainty panties and matching bra. "Hank, the reason I'm always going to be single is a guy will never be able to be with me. If I try....fuck it, I'm just going to show you." "What do..." The words barely escape my lips before she tossed the covers off us, ripping her bra off her shoulders and slipping out of her panties. The way she was acting kind of scared me, felt like she was about to try to **** me. "Please don't fight it, I need this." With that, she crawled on top of me, crawling up the bed so she was straddling my face as she looked down at me between her thighs. It was like she was waiting for permission or something, so not knowing what else to do, I raised my head and pushed it between her thighs to nuzzle her pussy wit my lips. I felt her body shudder, a sigh escaping her mouth before letting her weight fall onto my face. Her body pushed my head back against the pillow as she rocked back and forth, her groin grinding against my face. Lust filled my body as I drove my tongue up between her, spreading them as her juices started to seep out while her body became more excited. It wasn't long till she started to thrust against my face, riding my tongue. If I wasn't so sexually excited, I would of noticed her lips began to spread, spreading over my face. Her tempo quickened even more, pushing hard against me, slamming against my head. I felt her ass start to clap on the other side of her, the sensation odd. The next thing I knew, I felt her hands grab the back of my head and pull it upward. I've had women ride my face before, so I wasn't to concerned, knowing women do this sometimes in the excitement. But I would of started to struggle if I knew what was coming. Her body rose off me for a moment before coming back down, my head slipping inside her as she started to ride my head as if it was a dildo. Everytime she came back down, more of my head slipped further inside her. In my sexual ecstasy, I didn't notice her raging heartbeat in my ears or the immense heat surrounding me. I wasn't long till her pussy lips were slapping against my shoulders, the moans escaping from her lips mute to my ears due to them being inside her body. I feel her flip onto her back, pulling my body towards her. With a finally thrust, I feel her stop as I realize what was happening. I feel her hands grip my armpits and pull me towards her, my shoulders sliding into her body. I started to thrash around, though by now it was to late as my body began to slide inside her, sucking my body in with little help from her hands. As my hips begin to slide past her pussy lips, I realize my gate and lay still. "There you go, it's no use to resist. I'm going to pull your body inside of mine till your inside my womb. There your body will shrink, my body sucking nutrition off yours till it's just a speck. You see, I'm a mutant. I eat like a normal person but I have to vore people to survive. Usually, I swallow people while through my mouth. That's the quickest way, my body quickly breaking them down and absorbing some of their mass. If I have time, I'll anally vore them. It takes longer to absorbed their body, but nothing goes to waste, every molecule getting absorbed. If I want to reproduce, I vore them through my vagina like I'm doing to you now. Please don't hate me..." As she talks, it's more like I was feeling her words as they vibrated through her body than hearing her actually words. I feel my knees slide inside her as my body curls up inside her her, the rest of my legs and feet quickly getting sucked up past her lips. I try to move, turn over or something but I can't do much. I feel her hand on the outside of her stomach as she layed it against her skin, rubbing it softly. I try to talk but her fluids fill my mouth, threatening to drown me. I swallow them quickly, wanting to breath air. I try to push through the opening I entered through but it was sealed shut, my vision slowly going away as I loose consciousness. If I saw what was happening, I would of seen Jordan laying there, her stomach abnormally hug as she layed on her side. It would slowly shrink over the next hour or two till it looked like she was just pregnant. By this time, I was just a mass of floating soup inside her, her body had broken me down to the necessary nutrients to rebuild my body that was one of her kind. After that, my body would slowly form, arms and legs forming around my head. Around this time, she was going out and continuing her life, everyone thinking she was just pregnant with a normal child. It was odd, I could feel and hear everything she did, the sounds of the world inches away through a wall of tissue and muscle. The day of my rebirth finally came, my head finally breaking through the opening that I entered through. It was a quick birth, my small body slipping out of her onto the cool bathroom floor of her home. She quickly washed me off, wrapping me in a towel. I was hungry as hell and began to cry, my screams making her breast leak. She brought me up to one, forcing the nipple into my mouth and nature took over the rest as I naturally started to suckle on the breast of the friend that was now my new mother. My life started over, the years quickly went by as I relived them. I would have to say though, compared to my old life, this new one was a lot better. I was actually cared for, not abused by my stepdad and growing up poor. Though now, I had a hunger that food never really could fill. Mother wanted to talk to me tonight, though she didn't tell me about what. Hopefully I wasn't in trouble.