Talk to Natalie

Aaron approached the lump of flesh containing Potato Natalie's soul, holding her disembodied mouth in one hand. He wanted to talk things out with her, but putting her back into a whole body was likely to cause all sorts of problems.

Instead, he carefully laid out Natalie's mouth over her pussy lips, causing them to fuse one over the other. Natalie's mouth opened with a gasp.

"Oh. My. GOD. This is so humiliating and hot, I thought you were going to leave me here forever and now you're making me TALK out of my PUSSY. Oh FUCK, I can TASTE myself, it's DISGUSTING!"

Aaron could see Natalie's tongue thrashing around in her "throat" but noted that there was no signs of her teeth.

"I just want to talk," Aaron said as calmly as he could manage.

"No you don't, you want ****!" It was more of an instruction than an accusation. "You want to fuck your whore sister in her pussy-mouth!"

It wasn't clear how she could see or hear, but Natalie was clearly fully aware of her surroundings - probably the same way Aaron had been earlier.

"I want to TALK," Aaron repeated.

"Punish me! I almost ate your soul! I could have kept you trapped in my pussy forever! You're still a freak for ****, right? Punish me!"

"I think you may have eaten that part of me," Aaron admitted. "Or I'm just a little bit over it after almost being killed by someone crazier than I am. Either way, I'm not up for it right now."

Natalie's lips pouted. "I'm not talking until you fuck me at least once!"