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Post Breakup Depression -Vore-

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Today was just terrible, day six after the break up. I looked around my apartment. Nothing special, nothing fun, nothing cool.
I went into my kitchen and got a bag of chips, sat on my one lonely couch, and started eating them. I turned on my radio and tried to relax.
My phone rang, I looked at it; Ashley.
"Hello?" I said tiredly
"Hey Ho! Whats up?" She yelled
"What do ya want?" I asked, trying to get this over with
"Party tonight! Come on, whole bunch of cute guys! its what you need!"
"No, I'm..."
"My place! Now!"
"Ash..."
She hung up.
I sat with my Chips, you know, a party's just what I need. A couple of cute guys, some friends, some beer, just what I need. I convinced myself I would go.
I got in my car and left.
I pulled up and it was in full swing, 9 cars there already, sure to be more soon, i walked inside and immediately felt self conscience. I walked around awkwardly and found Ashley, I started to turn around, but she spotted me.
"Kayla! Come here doll!" she yelled
"Oh hey! haha" I tried to perk up, she gave me a soft kiss
"Whats up?"
"not a whole lot, ya know" I smiled, too fake though
"Great, hey, this is Trevor, hes about your age, hes got a nice car, talk to him!!" She pushed me into a lanky guy, kinda cute though. He handed me a beer.
"Hey" I said, trying to sound sexy, then I evaluated myself; Slut.
"Whats new, I hear you like music?" he laughed
"Oh yeah, I mean who doesn't right?" I said, I thought I sounded swave at the time
"Yeah, so I was just telling your friend how I like Heineken alot, I know they call it chick beer but man, its got a smooth taste ya know?"
"Oh yeah, I mean its green and, no I, its really easy going and taste grassy, in a good way, uh, heh" I messed up bad, I had to get out of there. I just walked away in to the kitchen. I sat down with some girls I knew and played some drinking games. I got drunk and then just started to poor my heart out. No one listened though, they were all talking about their perfect men and everything. I got up and looked for cookies, I found some, but I couldn't read the label. I went outside the kitchen and into her dinning room. I cried abit to myself and started to eat them.
I ran out and stood up, still sobbing to myself abit. I started to head out when I ran into a man.
"huh? are you okay?" he asked
"My cookies, I'm out" I cried, I didn't realize how drunk I was.
"Oh, I'm sorry, come here darling, it'll be alright" he smiled at me as he and I sat on chairs in the dining room. I looked at him and then grabbed on and cried into his chest.
"No body seems to care!" I yelled
"A girl as beautiful as you, I'm sure everyone cares" He gave me his warm smile again, and I cried deeper into his chest.
"Want to tell me whats wrong?" he asked
"He, I loved him, and then I.. and I did he" I couldn't talk, I was in awe of kindness, blinded by alcohol, and tongue tied by my crying.
"Calm down hun" he said, patting my back. I took in a deep breath through my nose, he smelt nice, and kinda, sugary.
"Cookies," I started
"Want me to get you more?" he asked
"You smell, like cookies" I said, taking my face away from his chest. He looked me in the eyes, and into his, he leaned in forward and closed his eyes. I opened my mouth alittle and as he stuck his tongue out to meet mine, I had an idea. I opened my mouth wider and I took his whole head in, I could here him muffling from my throat, but I didn't care, his shirt was up to my face and I smelled the beautiful scent. I opened wider and took more and more in. I was up to his waist and then taking him bite by bite, gulp by gulp in down his legs. And soon I swallowed his body whole. I laid back in a recliner in the conjoined sitting room. I closed my eyes and my belly was massaged from the inside. I rubbed it smiling, "thank you sir. You know how to make a girl feel better."
I giggled and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up and saw my huge belly, I was pissed. "Dammit! I knew that beer and depression would lead to Fatness!"
Short story, just kinda had the urge to write, and I've been abit down lately but three strait days of partying helped me!

Unfortunately, it didn't do that much for her haha =)
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Sharktooth987's avatar
Why tho?!
He was helping her