Bunny opened her mouth wide, in a yawning gesture. He stared at her lower lip in the most incredible frenzy of frustration that he’d ever felt in his life, and thought that this was that bit worse than any of the several upsized women who had turned him down, because they’d all generally come to the colony with upsized partners.

In the few seconds that passed, he noticed that her lower lip seemed to be closer than it had been at the start of his stoic acceptance of her necessary rejection of his advances. Then he realised it was no longer right in front of him, but a little below him.

He felt her fingers’ grip on him loosening in the same split second as he saw her huge sparkling tongue come out of her mouth. Now he could no longer see her lower lip, but had a point blank view of her outstretched tongue.

“Oh wow!” he thought, “She’s going to lick me! Who needs kisses, if she leaves me this to remember her by.”

He felt her tongue making contact with him, and her grip loosening even more, and waited for the sensation of her tongue sliding over his entire face and shoulders and torso in next to no time at all. Then he could no longer feel her fingers, but found himself touching her tongue, but not feeling it moving in relation to his own body. Within a few seconds, he suddenly found that everything had grown darker around him. He could still see, but not in the bright sunlight that had originally illuminated her entire tongue. Now it seemed to be dimmer, and he noticed her teeth were on each side of him. He had not felt the movement of her tongue, because she had retracted it into her mouth with him riding along on top of it.

Lying on his stomach, Mortimer twisted his head around and looked back, to see that even his feet were now resting on the front of her tongue inside her mouth.

As he turned back to a more comfortable position, her mouth closed.

He was lying on the most enthralling tongue in the most beautiful mouth he’d ever seen. He thought back over the last few minutes, remembered how polite and supportive and encouraging her words had been in response to his unreciprocated romantic advances. It seemed evident to him that she was at least willing to give him the best substitute for romance that was available to her, offering him the chance to lie on her tongue in place of the prospect of actually kissing her lip. He would be grateful to her forever for this show of compensatory affection, and would be sure to tell her as soon as he was back out where she could hear his voice more clearly. For the moment, he couldn’t contain his ecstacy and gratitude any more.

He called out to her.

“Bunny this feels wonderful! Thank you so much! My feelings aren’t hurt at all now!”