Jessica gave up on the Devil Mint Delights after only eating two rows. They delicious, but weren't doing much to dent her hunger. It was time for the big guns.
Jess held the new jar of peanut butter to her nose as she peeled off the foil freshness seal and breathed deep the rich roasted aroma. She was still savoring the smell as she wedged the jar into her cleavage. One by one, Colossal Chocolate Chunk cookies dipped down and back up, emerging with gobs of peanut butter. Jessica held a small party in her mouth for each arrival. It created enough of a buzz in her head that she was able to hold on to the echoes of pleasure still trapped in her nervous system from Andrea's feasting a little longer. Until the jar was empty and Jess was greedily licking slick fingers clean.
Hungry or not, eating seemed the only worthwhile way to pass the time until her friend woke up. The house seemed large and empty. She has seen all her DVDs a thousand times already. She didn't feel like cleaning, or even moving for that matter.
She had stopped checking in on Andrea. Once the thought of keeping her asleep indefinitely via a series of "accidents" had occurred to her, she knew she couldn't trust herself.
So she waited for sounds of stirring in the bedroom. Bored. Lonely. Letting the blue glow of late night TV wash over her in her recliner. Fingers fumbling for the last cookie in the bag slowed as her eyelids drooped and head nodded.
Jessica was ready to succumb to sleep when a shriek woke her.
no because you are a moron. remember the begining, in which she said there was "something addictive" in them, I'm assuming it was breast growth hormone or some such nonsense, you see. and, cookies, not cookes. boobs, not booobs.
Jess held the new jar of peanut butter to her nose as she peeled off the foil freshness seal and breathed deep the rich roasted aroma. She was still savoring the smell as she wedged the jar into her cleavage. One by one, Colossal Chocolate Chunk cookies dipped down and back up, emerging with gobs of peanut butter. Jessica held a small party in her mouth for each arrival. It created enough of a buzz in her head that she was able to hold on to the echoes of pleasure still trapped in her nervous system from Andrea's feasting a little longer. Until the jar was empty and Jess was greedily licking slick fingers clean.
Hungry or not, eating seemed the only worthwhile way to pass the time until her friend woke up. The house seemed large and empty. She has seen all her DVDs a thousand times already. She didn't feel like cleaning, or even moving for that matter.
She had stopped checking in on Andrea. Once the thought of keeping her asleep indefinitely via a series of "accidents" had occurred to her, she knew she couldn't trust herself.
So she waited for sounds of stirring in the bedroom. Bored. Lonely. Letting the blue glow of late night TV wash over her in her recliner. Fingers fumbling for the last cookie in the bag slowed as her eyelids drooped and head nodded.
Jessica was ready to succumb to sleep when a shriek woke her.
Andrea!