You’d like her to play with you first

“Oh, uh, goodness,” you say, a little overwhelmed by the decision. “I don’t really have a preference but, uh, I was kinda hoping you’d play with me first.”

“Hmm,” smirks Mina, holding you in her cupped hands as she considers this. “I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to play with my food a little bit.”

You gasp with arousal as Mina calls you “food,” much to her delight.

“Ohh, you really like knowing you’re my food, don’t you, Jack?” Mina smiles.

“Uh-huh,” you wheeze, growing even more aroused.

“My goodness,” Mina giggles, looking at your tiny but stiffening member. “Look how excited you are, and I haven’t even put you in my mouth yet!”

“I can’t help it,” you moan. “I’m sorry...”

“Aw, it’s okay, Jack. I think it’s adorable!” She smiles, then raises an eyebrow mischievously. “In fact, I bet that can make you cum before I even put you in my mouth.”

“Yeah, probably,” you say, reflexively giving yourself a tug.

“Oh no - not like that,” she smirks, using her thumbs to pin your arms down. “I’m gonna do it just by teasing you with my mouth. No touching. How long can you resist, I wonder?”

“Fuck,” you moan, squirming with building excitement. “This isn’t fair.”

“What?” She smiles, feigning innocence. “You said you wanted me to play with you.”

“Good point,” you say.

“Tell you what,” she says, licking her lips. “We’ll make a game of it. If you can hold out for five minutes, I’ll finish you off before I, you know, finish you off.” She continues, glancing down at her belly.

“And if I lose?”

“Well, then I swallow you after you finish,” she shrugs, “and then, I’ll probably have to figure out how to get a teeny, tiny cumstain out of my couch fabric.”

“So I get eaten either way?”

“Oh yeah,” she says, setting a five-minute timer on her mediaphone. “When this goes off, you’re gonna be inside me no matter what.”

You almost lose the bet right then and there, but manage to hold off.

“So what do you say?” She says. “Do you take the bet?”

What do you do?