"Terra Clover" - A Vore Story by Eclipse

   The finale is here! The last of Eclipse's little friends from her first story is about to meet their fate. You can catch up on the originals here.

  Chapter One - White Clover: https://www.patreon.com/posts/white-clover-by-44717812

  Chapter Two - Red Clover: https://www.patreon.com/posts/red-clover-in-by-59258909

  My phone pings and I look over my book at it, I bookmark my page and set it on my nightstand before grabbing my cell. I smile at the text from my new partner and answer it with a message of my own. “Oh, this is the absolute best! I can’t believe I actually have them in my life! That small girl really did bring me some luck in love~”

   I walk over to the cage on my shelf and look at the small brunette male who is tossing and turning in his sleep. He’s laying in this makeshift sleeping bag that he was crafty enough to make out of the materials that I had left in the cage. “I wonder what you’re dreaming about…” I can only imagine his mind contains images of his friends dying, even though he only saw the blonde. The imagination is a very powerful thing, he probably has imagined the worst for his friend who mysteriously didn’t return home from our little trip to the mall.

   He must be in fear of the horrible tragedies that might befall him at any moment, whenever I see fit. I can feel an overwhelming sensation of confidence as I think about how hopeless this little man must feel, and the absolute power I have over him.

   I smirk to myself at the thought and look at my phone as it pings with a new message. I squeal in delight as I read the message about accepting my date night proposal. I quickly snatch up the bug cage and bring it with me to the kitchen to prepare the snacks for my upcoming movie night.

   I excitedly snatch some candy coated chocolates and pour them into a bowl. Then grab a bag of pre-popped, white cheddar popcorn and tilt the bag to fill another bowl. I grab some pops from the fridge and grab a few cups to go with it, then bring everything to the living room. I pull the bug cage up by the handle and see the little man inside looking around like he just fell in his dream but when he woke up it was real life. “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you~”

   He pushes himself back away from me as best as he can, I grab some of the little treats I’ve gathered and offer them to him through the door on top of the container. I watch as he gently takes the pieces of food and stares at me suspiciously, “You watched me put them in the bowls.” He narrows his eyes at me before slowly taking a bite of the broken chocolate piece that used to be half the size of him.

   I watch him hungrily scarf down the remainder of my offering and I smile, I place my hand into the cage. “Want some more?” He nods eagerly, “You liked that, huh?” I giggle then hear a knock and jump to my feet. “They’re here!” I look at my little being in my palm and panic before stuffing him in the bowl of popcorn, “Coming!” I call out to my date before scurrying off to the door.

   I let them in and invite them to sit on the couch, listing off all the snacks I’ve got out for us to enjoy. I go to offer them the bowl of popcorn but see movement in the bowl and remember the little person so I quickly switch to offering them the chocolate. They take the bowl from me and I snag the bowl of white cheddar popcorn and sit on the couch beside my partner. We scroll through movies before landing on one, starting it up and making small talk. They reach over and grab a handful of popcorn, I see the little brunette wiggle about in the popped kernels, struggling to pull themself out of the cluster. The tiny male flails his hand about as if trying to get my attention.

   “Oh, one second,” I gently kiss my partner's cheek as a distraction to grab the miniature person’s hand and pull him out of the pile. I plunk him into the bowl again as my partner smiles at me brightly, I act like nothing happened as I plop some pieces of candied chocolate on my tongue. I suck on the chocolate, melting it on my tongue causing it to spread its flavour across my mouth. I look down at the little guy happily eating the popcorn in my lap and when he picks up an open kernel I playfully snatch it from him and eat it. He pouts at me and I giggle silently to myself, honestly, this is much more entertaining than the movie.

   My partner and I start talking about an upcoming party with their family and I absentmindedly grab some popcorn and pop it into my mouth. I pause before chewing to answer a question my significant other asks and I feel movement in my mouth. Put off by this I immediately look at the bowl of food in my lap. I study it, scanning my eyes over every piece of popcorn in the bowl. My partner notices my scrutiny and asks if anything is wrong, “Hmm? No, I’m fine, sorry, what were you saying?”

   After bringing us back on topic I feel more movement in my mouth. Now I know for sure that I accidentally scooped up the brunette male when I grabbed my last piece. I playfully move my tongue around, bouncing him on it a few times and curling it around him. Once I am certain that I have separated him from the food I chew the popcorn. I see in my mind what I think his reaction would be to this, scared and confused. Him struggling to stay away from my gnashing teeth as the object that was brought in with him is mercilessly destroyed before his eyes. Him imagining that if he wasn’t careful that could very well be him, listening to the sounds of my teeth crunching on his bones.

   I smile to myself as I push the chewed-up contents in my mouth to the back of my throat and swallow. I can imagine him clinging onto the teeth that he was so desperately trying to avoid, for salvation so my saliva doesn’t take him down with the mush that used to be popcorn. I poke at him with my tongue before trapping him against my tooth with it. He struggles to remove my wet muscle from his body. I can feel him shoving my tongue harshly and punching at it to the best of his ability.

   My partner gets my attention and throws up a piece of candied chocolate, catching it with ease in their mouth. I grab a few pieces for myself, “okay, okay, my turn.” I put my tongue underneath the small brunette in my mouth to pop him up. Then I open my mouth so he can see outside and have a breath of fresh air. Little does he know that my main reason for opening my mouth in the first place was not for his benefit, but my own. I tilt my head back and throw up some candied chocolates and try to catch them in my mouth. One hits my cheek and bounces off, launching at my partner, we both laugh and I try again. I catch this one and we both cheer as I stick my fists up in triumph.

   My partner catches another one on the first try, “You are such a cheater!” I giggle, shoving their shoulder. I grab a handful of chocolates and drop them into my mouth slowly, I can feel the small person grabbing around on my tongue. I can imagine the fear he’s feeling as these boulder-sized candy pieces rain down from the sky at him. I swish the contents in my mouth around a bit to savour the flavour for a moment before I begin chewing. I also give the tiny man a chance to feast before it is taken away from him again once I chew it up and swallow.

   I push him forward, allowing him to dangle out of my lips slightly and gently suck on his body. I can taste the chocolate that has melted on him, I lick all around him to get every remnant of the chocolate off of his person. I imagine it must be hard for him to breathe when he’s being constantly covered in my saliva and bits of my chewed-up food. I giggle to myself and my partner gives me a questioning look, I wave them off saying it was nothing.

   I begin to toss around the little man, possibly giving him a concussion as I slam him against the roof of my mouth and drag him along my teeth. I can feel sharp pinches on my tongue, presumably from him fighting me off. I finally feel like I’ve tortured him enough and I’m honestly quite bored with keeping him in my mouth so I lay him on my teeth. I gently apply increasing pressure on him as he struggles to get out of my grasp. I keep putting more and more strain on his body until I eventually feel a pop and my mouth is flooded with the taste of iron. I can feel the blood oozing from his lifeless body, gushing over my tastebuds.

   I haphazardly throw him to the back of my throat and swallow, I reach over to grab my pop and take a swig of it. I swish it around to collect all the red liquid coating my teeth and tongue before swallowing that as well. I smile at my significant other’s joke and cuddle in for the rest of the movie.

   I guess my financial situation will get even better, just my luck~