"Melisandre's Meal"
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Created on: Tuesday 15th of March 2016 09:31:34 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:38:17 AM UTC


As the lights came up, the studio audience cheered appreciatively. This episode of Melisandre's Meal had a beach theme it seemed. In the background, Melisandre herself lounged in a pool chair under an umbrella. Her feet lazily touched the artificial sand dunes heaped on the stage as she idly sipped a fruity looking cocktail and paged through a beauty magazine. She was wearing a white string bikini which barely contained her pendulous D breasts and left little about her curvaceous body to the imagination. The bright studio lights standing in for the sun gave her abundant bare skin and long gold locks a healthy glow. After a few moments the show's presenter walked in from the wings before stopping at center stage. Proper as always in a well cut skirt-suit, the dark haired woman addressed the crowd and viewers at home. "Welcome everyone to another episode of Melisandre's Meal as always I am your host, Jessica Jankowski." She paused, turning herself slightly to one side as the camera angle changed. "Tonight we have a new lucky winner, who will be visiting Mel on the beach for a bite." Cheers from the crowd erupted briefly before calming once more. "A long time fan who has been entering our lottery for over two years, she's now a high school senior. Please welcome tonight's main dish, Michelle Graham!"

More applause and cheering as the petite young beauty emerged from off stage. Wearing her own two-piece swimsuit, a white and pink polka-dot affair, she skipped happily over to Jessica, waving and smiling at the crowd as she came. She didn't look especially like a senior, but she did look delectable. At five foot four, with B cup breasts and cherubic face, she was energetic and enthusiastic, thrilled to be at the center of attention. As she arrived next to Jessica she brushed a brunette bang from her face as she brought her own mic to her lips. "Hi everyone! I'm so happy to see you all here for my big night!" The crowd cheered.

"Now, let's find out some more about our lucky winner." Jessica took over, beginning the interview. "So tell me Michelle, how did you first learn about the show?"

"Well, this was over two years ago, back when the show had only been filming for a few months. My best friend in high school, Hi Whitney!" She waved at the camera happily. "Well Whitney had a sister who was obsessed, always signing up for lotteries. She even dropped out of college just so she could spend her time applying to more. She applied to a ton of foreign ones too! Anyway, she finally got lucky and won the Melisandre's Meal lottery! So, I think it was like, the seventh episode ever, and Whitney of course bragged about it to everyone, and threw a huge party to watch the show when it aired. So I come over to her place and have no idea what any of this is about. Anyway, I didn't pay any attention to her interview or even what it was about, but when Mel started gobbling her up I was completely electrified. Seeing her just devour Whitney's sister like it was nothing, then burp with that bulging, wiggling belly. It was just totally sploosh for me. I signed up for the lottery the next day I think. I just had to be there, here, with Mel."

"That's very interesting Michelle, we don't get many winners who knew other guests of the show. What was this girl's name? We could throw up some clips for the audience to show them what got you so interested." Jessica questioned calmly.

"L O L, you know, I have no idea what Whitney's sister's name was. Isn't that hilarious? I mean she was just food then, I never met her before that! It was all about Mel, I had posters of her covering every inch of my bedroom."

"Well, that is true, she was just food, like you're going to be soon." Jessica enjoyed making guests squirm a bit and Michelle's bubbly nature was wearing on her. "How do you feel about being digested in front of so many viewers?"

"Well, that's kind of why I signed up and came here. I mean, it'd be kind of silly if someone went through all of that just to freak out about being eaten on the show, that's the whole point! Let me tell you how I feel about being melted in Melisandre's stupendous stomach." Michelle leaned in and lowered her voice, whispering into the mic. "I haven't done it for a week. When I get inside there it. Will. Be. Amazing." Michelle rolled her eyes back in her head for emphasis as the crowd cheered her candid admission.

"Very interesting Michelle. Now, you and Melisandre spent some time together yesterday, what did you do?"

"Well firstly, Mel is an amazing person off the show as well as on. She took me all around town, we had a really great time. I was a little pushy and overly starstruck when I first met her, but after a few hours I thought of her as my best friend."

"Certainly one of the world's shortest friendships considering near future events."

"And one of the world's best. I'd take a bullet for Mel, or happily dive down her throat of course." Michelle was visibly restraining her right hand from touching herself on camera. Clasping her hands behind her back to stop the fidgets, Michelle continued. "I recommend any and everyone to join the lottery. Though few will get the chance, hanging out with Mel for a day was the best time of my life." Michelle paused. “Until right now at least!”

"You seem eager to be eaten, so why don't we get Melisandre up here and you out of sight?"

"The sooner the better! You have no idea how I'm aching for the main event." Michelle rubbed her bare thighs together like she had to urgently use the bathroom as she winked at the audience. As they again cheered her enthusiasm, Jessica turned to the stage director and signalled it was time for Melisandre's Meal to begin in earnest. The section of stage Melisandre occupied along with her sandy beach and lounge chair slid forward, arriving slowly at the forefront of the stage just feet away from the jubilant audience. Stepping back, Jessica let the star and temporary co-star have the spotlight. "Mel! It's finally time right! Please, please, please, please eat me now!" Michelle jumped up and down in place unable to restrain herself any longer. She was acting like a kid in a candy store, though in this case she was the treat.

"We're almost there Michelle, just hang on for a minute, okay?" Melisandre spoke calmly, quietly as she grasped her young friend by her bare shoulders. Turning Michelle towards the audience once more she draped an arm around her and held her close as she addressed the audience directly. "Thank you all for joining me for dinner tonight, I love how happy you all are!" Cheers and a few whistles taper off as the crowd let Mel continue to speak. "And as always an especial thank you to all my most devoted fans who keep this show running by joining the lottery." Melisandre hugged Michelle close and kissed her on the cheek affectionately. "Now I would love to chin-wag some more, but dear Michelle here really can't wait any longer, so let's dig in!" Melisandre ran her tongue along her broad smile as she winked at the cheering crowd.

Michelle turned to face Melisandre, mouthing a silent, "I love you." Mel moved her lips back in a silent, "I know." before bending forward to kiss the shorter woman full on the lips. Melisandre held the deep kiss for nearly a minute before she allowed her hunger to be sated. Her jaw slid wide and while her tongue continued to wrestle with Michelle's her jaw engulfed the enamoured teen's head. As she pressed herself down over the brunette's bare shoulders, Michelle's head began to slide down Melisandre's throat. The skin was tight, showing clearly the features of Michelle's enraptured face as she began her sensual journey to the blonde's stomach. Adjusting her grip to Michelle's sides, more to hold her prey's enthusiastic and nearly spastic arms in place than anything else, Melisandre pushed over and down Michelle's upper arms and petite chest. As the teen's cute pink polka dot clad breasts vanished from sight Mel moved her hands once more, gripping Michelle between her legs. The front row could now clearly hear moans emanating from Melisandre's chest as her prey revelled in the incredible feeling of half her body being pushed and pulled by Melisandre's musculature. Lifting her prey up in the air now, Michelle's damp bikini bottoms could be clearly seen. As Melisandre swallowed deeply, pulling the smaller girl's narrow hips into her wide mouth, an extremely loud but muffled cry came from inside her. This, combined with the profusion of glistening fluid running down Michelle's thighs and her insistent need to thrust her hands down deep into her crotch signalled the first of her years-anticipated orgasms.

Mel prodded young friend between her legs, gently pushing the tender meal inside herself. Michelle was so wet Melisandre shook fluid off her fingers for affect, opening her mouth wide to show the cameras and audience a last glimpse of Michelle's damp and squirming loins before they were sucked down Melisandre's throat and out of sight. Continuing, Mel steadily consumed Michelle's legs as her meal's head and torso began to fill out her previously taut and flat tummy. Both toned thighs vanished, followed by her narrowing calves, twitching feet and wriggling toes. Allowing the audience to peer into her gaping maw once more, everyone got to see Michelle's dainty toes sucked down the pink tunnel. Swallowing for effect, Mel allowed a moment or two for Michelle to tumble in her stomach before she settled into a mutually comfortable position. Hefting her very active meal, Mel raised a hand to her lips as the audience watched. It was customary for Melisandre to let out a large burp if she disliked a meal, personality wise. On the other hand, if she found them agreeable she let them keep the precious atmosphere, allowing them a few more minutes of conscious ecstasy inside of her. She paused and then lowered her hand, remaining silent, Michelle would get a little extra time to enjoy her dream.

Walking carefully with her heavy belly, Melisandre sat back down on her lounge chair, before reclining gently, casually rubbing her happy meal as Michelle wiggled frantically inside her. Kneeling in the sand, Jessica got up close to the struggling stomach, holding her microphone up to Melisandre's stretched and bouncing bellybutton. "Michelle, can you hear me? How are you liking it inside Mel? Is it hot? Cramped? Cozy? Are you melting yet?" She paused her interrogation to wait for a response. Nothing coherent returned; either Michelle couldn't hear Jessica or, more likely, didn't care to waste her precious time replying to the strait-laced woman. What could be heard were Michelle's heavy breathing, short sharp gasps and moans as well as a rhythmic squishing noise which stood out over the background sounds of Melisandre's stomach. Groaning as it continued to stretch to fit its huge meal and gurgling as it began to fill with fluids which coated and lubricated Michelle's aroused body, the digestive sounds built in volume before eclipsing Michelle's own noises. Hearing Michelle suddenly cry out, Jessica's face lit up for a moment. After a few seconds passed it became clear it was a cry of pleasure as she began to grunt and moan loudly again. Disappointed, Jessica ended her interview with Melisandre's incoherent meal and moved up to speak with the stuffed star herself. "Melisandre, how are you tonight?"

"Full." The crowd laughed appreciably at the small and oft repeated joke.

"So how was Michelle?"

"Delicious of course, much better than the average, maybe even one of the best. We went to a spa yesterday you know." Mel paused for a moment as Michelle kicked her stomach somewhat hard. She let out a burp and continued. "That was her going I think, she had a good time. Anyway, we visited a spa and I talked her into getting this strawberry treatment. No idea if it had any health benefits, but I wanted to see if she would hold the flavor, if there was any." Another burp and a contented rub as her stomach began to gurgle more loudly. "And she did! She absolutely tasted like strawberries! I was quite surprised, I'll have to bring more winners there in future." Mel shifted onto her side, letting her now inert belly rest on the lounge. "But yes, Michelle was adorable and so kind and enthusiastic. Most girls on the show are of course, but she was even more earnest, quite a few are here just for the fifteen minutes of fame, but Michelle was here for me. I felt really touched." A string of burps interrupted the star, ending in a drawn out belch. "At least a nine out of ten, it's really hard to judge past nine. But definitely excellent, nearly impossible to find better. She was sweet, tasty, savory and maybe most importantly, happy. Some girls panic once they get squeezed inside, but she was looking forward to it and one-hundred percent into it, a great girl."

Melisandre's gut slowly smoothed as Michelle's well defined features lost some of their shape and Jessica got the time sign from off stage to wrap things up. "There you have it folks, another mutually enjoyed meal! Melisandre is going to have to go sleep off tasty little Michelle, but we need your help finding next week's dinner. If you would like to sign up for our guest star lottery, please call 1-555-MELMEAL, we have helpful operators standing by to get you in the running! Alternatively you can always use our website or send a letter to our offices. Until next week, stay satisfied!" As Jessica finished her pitch the camera cut to a close up of Melisandre's full belly as she strode off stage. As the cute teen digested inside Mel's churning gut, the studio's contact information was overlaid as the show's credits scrolled in too-fast-to-read subtext below. Reaching her dressing room Melisandre lay down on a plush sofa, rubbing her full belly contentedly before the camera panned up to her smiling face. As sh