lips and tongue
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"Baby, Mommy hasn't seen you for so many years. Don't you miss Mommy at all? And Mommy doesn't know what you like now. Bad baby, dear baby, have you ever dreamed of Mommy? Come here, hug me, okay, okay? My baby..."
The current Pei Xuwan is no longer "Pei Xuwan", and the current she is no longer "she", but He.
He finally tore off all his disguises and revealed his true self.
I sneered, and my entire body, including my tentacles, began to lose control after being exposed to that deadly, cold breath. My thoughts were very hazy now, but I knew my mind should be crystal clear.
The tentacles were raised, and the fangs inside were fully exposed.
But when I looked at Pei Xuwan's expectant eyes, the tentacle that was about to penetrate suddenly turned and went straight into his body.
Pei Xuwan's body is a bottomless pit, and my tentacles can capture all kinds of substances from the slippery and sticky inner wall.
Soft petals, broken tissues, blinking eyelids... I saw the smelly blood in the corner of the wall turned into tiny feathers, and the bloody handprints that kept hitting the window suddenly stopped.
There was silence all around...
My tentacles blocked Pei Xuwan's throat, preventing him from making a full sound.
Like most humans, Pei Xuwan's throat is narrow and warm.
The transparent saliva coated the entire tentacle, and I could faintly hear Him whimpering in discomfort, which only prompted Him to swallow my tentacle deeper.
With every swallow and wriggling, the tentacles would be wrapped by Pei Xuwan and feel extremely comfortable. I narrowed my eyes and stared at Pei Xuwan's fascinated eyes, secretly increasing the strength and thrusting the tentacles into the deepest part of his throat.
I said that Pei Xuwan's throat is a bottomless pit, but I know very clearly that deep in the endless darkness, there is a flower that will close without stimulation.
Flowers that are about to bloom, flowers that are curled up in a ball. As long as they are in full bloom, I will hear the call of "Mom".
My tentacles opened up, and the last bit blocked Pei Xuwan's mouth, and he opened it without any warmth.
"Mom, you're being too loud. I don't want you to wake up my brother, he still needs to sleep."
With her vocal organs blocked by me, Pei Xuwan's abdomen bulged and squirmed. She opened the petals beside her cheeks, the scarlet stamens contracting due to the vibrations of the sound waves.
I heard a strange childlike laughter, and finally heard His neutral voice.
"Baby, my dearest baby, why are you still defending that human? Mommy really doesn't understand what's so good about humans. Can those humans give you as much fun as I do?"
"Humans are inherently vulnerable. They wouldn't be like me, who has been wanting and longing to please my baby for thousands of years."
Pei Xuwan spoke in a sticky voice. Because she wanted to serve my tentacles well, she had to stretch and retract her petals while speaking, trying to swallow my tentacle that was still expanding and biting her skin.
His plump belly opened up, and petals fell sparsely from inside.
A rotten, strange aroma filled the living room. Thick white silk continued to flow from the ripped abdomen, completely enveloping my palm.
This was supposed to be a substance used for imprisonment, but it was entangled in my hands and I moved my fingers knowing that I could easily start moving.
I took advantage of the situation and tore open the quite elastic white thread, watching the thick mucus flowing out from the middle of the torn white thread.
It was drizzling in the bedroom.
They moved and wanted to return to Pei Xuwan's body, but the latter had no intention of doing so.
The overflowing white silk makes Pei Xuwan's lower abdomen speak. I can see flowers faintly poking out from the swamp, blooming, blooming, blooming.
I strangled His neck with another tentacle and warned Pei Xuwan to keep his voice down.
His skin is soft, fragrant and smooth, which should have been a reassuring scent, but when my touch touched it, it felt cold.
The human body was gone. The twisted limbs were like perfectly moldable plasticine, which I shaped into various shapes.
I've figured out how to talk to Him...
I rarely communicate with Pei Xuwan like this because I feel that I no longer need it.
His voice was becoming more subdued.
The way of speaking, which I had completely shut down, appeared before me again.
It swelled and swelled until it became as transparent as the bluish-white color in the eyes.
Ah... these made Pei Xuwan completely crazy.
I like it so much, I like it so much, I like it so much. I like this kind of unreasonable food so much.
My tentacles just extended out several more from behind itself, and my tentacles also blossomed.
What emerged from the opened area were not tentacles for obtaining, but densely packed and even smaller tentacles.
My mood and emotions are greatly satisfied. I like playing like this. I like it, I like it, I like it very much.
I stretched out my arms, wanting to embrace Pei Xuwan's enormous body. But when I touched his lower abdomen, I simply pressed my face against his skin and sighed softly.
"I'm so tired." I muttered to myself.
"Baby, how about this? Will it be more convenient? I can't let the baby get tired. The baby is already very tired like this. Mom knows, Mom knows everything..."
No, Pei Xuwan will never know. I curled my lips.
He always liked to talk to himself. In order to make it easier for me to wrap my tentacles around his body, Pei Xuwan lay on the sofa.
The sofa inexplicably bore the weight of two people and sank even deeper.
I know that in human language, this should be considered a "hug" posture.
This made me feel shaky, so I put my arms around Pei Xuwan's neck, which was already having difficulty breathing.
Just like this, suffocating Him like this isn't bad...
I thought darkly, but also realized that such thoughts were naive.
Pei Xuwan finally stopped wasting her energy on maintaining her perfect feminine appearance, and instead returned to her original appearance as when they first met.
The hair also retracted into His body, and only my image remained in His bluish-white eyes.
Yes, my figure, my shadow, everything about me.
Ho ho ho…
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Pei Xuwan's voice also returned to normal. He lay on the sofa, breathing softly.
Her slender hands, holding the softened flowers, hung around my waist.
In fact, He wanted to be closer to me, but due to the obstacles before Him, He did not dare to move. He would only lean on my side, like a mother animal calling her cub, calling out again and again without stopping.
My tentacles avoided His hands hanging on the edge of the sofa and tentatively pierced His open chest.
The flesh there was docile and soft, easily opening a passage for me.
There will be no such thing as "wounds" on Pei Xuwan's body. I would rather call this description the self-repair mechanism of plants.
Because the rippling green flowers are spreading out from the open wound, the flesh around the edges of these flower buds will only curl up obediently.
Even if it foamed and turned into decay due to my rapid stirring, it would only tremble quietly according to Pei Xuwan's feelings.
I didn't move. I still curled up in Pei Xuwan's arms and gently hugged my knees.
I like such a stable posture, even though Pei Xuwan looks like a teddy bear that I cut into pieces.
The wet liquid soaked the ends of my hair. I turned my head to look at the dark corridor, and then I realized that Shi Yanli was standing in the dark corner of the living room.
He was very quiet, always very quiet. No lights, no sounds, he just stared at us without saying a word.
His eyes seemed even brighter in the darkness, unblinking and piercing. I had no idea how long Shi Yanli had stared, let alone when he had actually been standing there.
When I noticed him, Shi Yanli had a blank expression on his face.
I glanced at him and felt Pei Xuwan's body begin to twitch nervously.
Oh, dear mother, you are not nervous, you are just acting nervous.
Your warm, soft body doesn't stiffen, but you imitate it well enough to be human.
I will praise you.
I touched Pei Xuwan's trembling eyelids with my tentacles. The muscles spreading from the wound tightened very tightly, almost stuffing me completely into this embrace.
Once the tentacles get interested, they'll start spreading.
I rubbed Pei Xuwan's cheek and finally touched that warm and still beating "heart".
Is Mom secretly excited? I wondered for no reason.
Wounds don't heal so quickly, and watching the healing process is a wonderful thing.
The leaves trembled, and the suction cups of the tentacles all waved as they felt the familiar smell of Pei Xuwan.
I watched the tentacles wrap around him in circles like a python, and I slowly asked myself.
Do I need to let Him go?
No need, baby, it's fun this way.
I ask myself questions and answer them myself.
So, when I asked myself again, I held the still full "heart" in my hands.
The emerald green juice eventually mimicked the color of blood, and the scarlet, sticky blood overflowed all over the sofa and flowed all over the floor.
Pain came, Pei Xuwan's hand unconsciously grasped my wrist, and he only begged me to throw myself into his arms.
He has no sense of pain, and the only emotion he can feel is "itching".
I found myself becoming like Pei Xuwan when I played these games. Tiny flowers bloomed at the tips of the tentacles, only to be swallowed up by the opened suction cups.
I didn't taste the flower, and my tentacles didn't absorb much. It was mostly the life force Pei Xuwan had willingly contributed, and it tasted strange.
As I watched, bright red blood continued to ooze out of His gaping wound.
It keeps opening and closing, shrinking and contracting, like anemones dancing in the deep sea.
I noticed that all of Pei Xuwan's flowers had opened.
He showered me with dense, wet, sticky, and damp kisses.
My neck, my forehead, my cheeks, nothing was spared.
Wherever his petals touch, I can taste this overly rich and heavy love.
I looked up, wanting to speak.
The words came to my lips, but I didn't know what to say, so I had to swallow them down.
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