Gobble Gram Novels & Stories

Sam used his spoon to poke at the bowl of unidentifiable goo and asked with a grimace. "This is the most delicious nutrient porridge we have in the base. It contains over ten important nutrients. We can only eat it once a month. We prepared this deliberately to welcome all of you. It's very healthy and good for you, so please enjoy." Gabriel introduced. "But... is this stuff actually edible?" Sam's eyebrows were still furrowed. The thing was as dark as tar and stickier than glue, and Gabriel didn't explain; he simply put a huge spoonful into his mouth. He ate it with relish, and Sam was persuaded to cautiously try a bite.

Betty was overwhelmed when my mom came back from the yard and carrying a handful of gooseberries. “Yeah. Charming. I wonder when she will start calling me mom.” “Don’t mind your mother. Eat.” When Grams said eat, she did not expect me to almost wipe everything at the table off completely. I was amazed by my appetite too. On normal days, I could only consume one pancake and a half glass of orange juice. Teresa and Grams looked at me while I was eating.They looked not surprised. The look on their faces was something I would closely associate with fear and concern.

I was in sexual awe and things had just gotten started. “Can I see that beautiful body Ms. Graham?” “Yes, only if I can see yours.” We helped each other undress before Holland dug in to taste my love. His auburn body was well chiseled but not overdone. He had an eight pack and took great care of his physique; his upper torso was smooth to the touch, while his lower body was built like a stallion. He gave me head while moaning and telling me how good I tasted and how exclusive I was. He moved his tongue across my clitoris in so many different directions, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, other times he sucked and kissed on it like it was his favorite flavored ice cream cone. I was in total deli

For him, eating that food is like a nightmare. "It can't be that bad eating as you demonstrate. Yes, there is a little smell. So! It is not as bad as you are acting." Gabriel replied, and it ended in a heavy, drawn-out voice, obviously dissatisfied. As Gabriel turned around, Gramson shuddered. His fingers trembled at the sight. He took a few steps back before bowing his head. "Pardon me, Majesty, for the way I just said. Is this what your mother liked to eat, Majesty?" Gramson asked, but did not dare to raise his head.

Mom wasn't alone. Gram cackled and wiggled her fingers at me, bouncing in her fuzzy socks while I begged all that was good and holy to open a hole in the ground and swallow me alive. ***

it stopped so Gabby removed her hands from her stomach while avoiding looking at Stella who was doing away with some of the colorfully displayed food on the table. “Leave that one, I love potato porridge, the chicken and carrot soup, two pieces of garlic bread, I’ll have a little bit of roasted chicken and lamb, two bunches of grapes, and a full cup of milk”. Gabby requested, hungrily picking at everything she knew at the table. She was hungry and couldn’t imagine eating so much food in her lifetime. Stella did as her madam had asked, thinking that the lady of the house must have a strong stomach to digest all those food combinations or would be spending a long time in the toilet when she wa

She stared at the food with complete focus, so focused that drool had begun slipping from the corner of her mouth entirely unnoticed. Her small fangs peeked out adorably as she swallowed hard. “Smells good…” Gabby whispered longingly. Behind her, Gabriel maintained slightly more dignity, though his gaze remained firmly locked onto the steak like a starving little prince trying very hard to preserve his pride.

Just try it she pleads. "Your room but I'm not ready for sex",he smirks. After we fix dinner my gram wakes and I help her to get up. Bobby is so excited to explore the house he barely sits still to eat and gram giggles the whole time. We never could afford this and I hope he stays true to his word and doesn't fuck around on me.