Chomp Novels & Stories

“Want some?” Howard held the bag of chips in front of me and gave it a little shake. I swallowed and nodded. “Then bark like a dog. If you sound convincing, I’ll give you some.” My stomach cramped from hunger. I closed my eyes and forced out a humiliating little bark. “Woof.” “Louder. I didn’t hear you.” “Woof!” Howard grinned. He picked up a chip and held it out to me. Just as I reached for it, the chip slipped from his fingers and fell to the floor.

*Chomp* Instead of grabbing the prey it bites it for the higher chance to not let its prey go away. The one who is bitten is no one other than Mike who can't react after using his full force kick. Unlike Leo, Mike is not really suitable for short-range combat he prefers fighting from the back that is why he can't react after using a full force kick. He is indeed fast but the fish is faster. He is bitten at his side of his chest as he heard the sound his ribs breaking. Leo and everyone saw what happened but they could barely react in time as Mike gotten pulled down into the ocean.

Since he’d heard about corn chips, but never had the opportunity to taste one, he grabbed a bag and eagerly ripped it open. The bulky chip felt odd on his tongue as he rolled it around to suck out its unusual flavor. It took him a few moments to decide if he liked it enough to continue consuming it. With a wrinkle of his nose and a shake of his head, he spit the chip out into the nearby commode and grabbed a bag of nuts. Their reliable deliciousness quickly erased the unusual salty, savory, corn flavor that had coated his mouth and he smiled. With his mouth overstuffed with walnuts, he turned on the shower and disrobed.

Thank you! Xoxo -Reema

Jessie chokes in a soothing whisper. I sprinkle some shredded cheese over my homemade macaroni and cheese and feel Mollie hug at my back. "I'm sorry I left you hanging like that. I'm just a little overwhelmed with everything," she chokes quietly and I turn in her arms. I held her head to my chest and rub her back in comfort. "I'm okay, I wouldn't force you to do something that made you uncomfortable," I say in a soothing whisper. "I can still feel your semi erection," she chokes, feeling guilty. She grinds herself against me and I moan. She places her lips near my ear and says in a a seductive whisper, "Take me now."

I out it into my mouth and chewed it . I took another one out it "say ahh" I said wanting to feed him this time. "What are you my love" he said when he saw me putting the grape close to his lip. "I want to feed you" I said and when he didn't open his mouth I frowned pouting my lips again. He finally opened his mouth and I pushed the grape in as he chewed it. We ate almost all the friut on the table till I was full. "Are you full?" He asked me when he saw I wasn't eating anymore.

Sighing, wishing "how good would it be if the product were clean." Finished half a bowl of rice. Daisy continued to eat another half bowl of vermicelli soup. The whole plate of boiled beans, fermented salted eggplant in the whole bowl, white, smeared the whole fruit in the mouth. “Eat in moderation. Get a few meals, get fatter, can’t walk, just roll. From the moment you got home, your mouth was more active than a blender.” Plum said to Daisy. Daisy wasn't upset, noticing. Continue to satisfy her stomach. She opened her mouth to say something but was too lazy. Pick up more food chopsticks into her mouth, munching.

’ she thought, confused. Mel brushed off the thought and decided not to bother herself with Bjorn this night. She went ahead with her plan to make friends with the other women of Grime, heading over to some of the female encampments, glad she wasn’t the only one dressed in the ridiculous attire. Supper that evening consisted of spicy mutton soup which disturbed Mel as she had never really fancied spicy dishes. The women assured her that there were varying degrees of how the dish could be prepared and they made the exception of preparing a milder variation for Mel, something she insisted she could do without.

It was salt water, and it was the kind that tasted like they poured a whole packet of salt into the water. He refused to drink it in an instant and wanted to turn his head away to avoid the bowl coming into contact with his lips, but Chump could not let that happen. His resistance made Chump grab his chin, forcing him to open his mouth as Chump poured the bowl of concentrated salt water down his throat.

Eat some chocolate（＾-＾） Mathew: ....