Mai Sandwich back up

     "That, was Smurfy weird," says Smurfette as she washes off in the kitchen sink, lather covering her tiny smurf tits that her dress usually crushes down even further.

   "What do you mean?" asks Mai standing at the counter taking out a roll of sliced white bread and spreading peanut butter on it.

   Smurfette throws her a questioning, "Welll," she says as she washes her arm, "aside from being eaten, your insides are awfully smurfy. It was like a water slide with a sack in the middle and smurfed out two exits, but oily the whole way."

   "Ah, that," says Mai screwing the top back on the peanut butter that she has drowned the one slice of bread in and opens up the grape jam jar, "I'm an Eternal. I don't need to eat, its just fun for me. My kind were modeled after humans by the Amaria...or Amarian, Amana-naria...something like that is what Lo Yin calls them, we just called them the royals or the primal goddesses. They made us as their toys, unbreakable...or self repairing. I'm basically a walking, talking, indestructible doll. The soul bodies that sinners are turned into is like a third or fourth generation re-working of our design...hold up."

   She has put too much jam on the bread, and scoops some off back into the jar.

   "So what you smurfed me with," asks Smurfette rubbing her right shoulder.

   "That would be a toon modifier," says Mai, "your world is a photonic world, its close to the toon world but tends to obey more neutron world laws...um...basically toons are like you only indestuctible like me. So I just turned you into a toon. Now an anvil could fall on you and all that would happen is you'd look like a flat stretched out pancake of yourself that would reshape in seconds and maybe a mild headache until you shook it off."

   Smurfette pats her head, "Oh..."

   "So no worries anymore, hence I could eat you without any fear of you asphyxiating or digesting or being crushed by my throat muscles or anything; even Lo Yin couldn't kill you now...she could make you very uncomfortable though so best not to do anything to taunt here. Well anyway."

   She leans down and *sniffs* at Smurfette before picking her up and running warm water over her to get all the suds off, "time for sandwich experiment one."

   She sets Smurfette down, standing on the grape jam covered bread, the Jam up to her ankles in places thanks to putting a little too much on.

   "And I just smurfened up," she says with a smile as she sits down in the jam and picks up some globs rubbing it over her body and even taking a taste.

   "oooh so cute and delicious," says Mai with her hands up to her face in an overly exagerated pose before picking up the peanut butter side, "not lie back please."

   Smurfette lies back, her hair laying on the jam and holds still as the slice of peanut butter covered bread is slowly lowered onto her, covering her like a sticky blanket, peanut butter covering the front of her body, mushing with the jam and covering her face like a sticky sweet smelling rag. She *moans* as she feels herself lifted into the, Mai's fingers through the bread pressing her ass up the jam and peanut butter mixing and seeping into her tiny blue pussy; just as a finger, clearly intentionally, is rubbing above her breasts.

   It all compresses around her like a tight blanket as she feels herself enter Mai's mouth head first, that powerful inhuman tongue pressing her against the roof of her mouth. Sloshing her about as Mai actually swallows the sandwich whole. Smurfette has experienced this before, but not smothered by mushed up bread, jam, and peanut butter before, as the whole mess slides into Mai's stomach. Smurfette opens her eyes, still surprised at how lit up Mai's stomach sitting in the pile of jam, peanut butter, and bread; *gasping* at how quickly the bread vanishes in the clear oddly sparkling fluid of Mai's stomach, with her and it bouncing around as Mai is walking somewhere.

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