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Author's Chapter Notes:
Alysonne puts Skee into her old suspended animation freezing chamber.
“You would have to be quite certain that you wanted such an outcome.
I treat Alysonne for reasons. She has talked with me about some
Major culture shocks she’s coping with. Yet on the whole she’s glad,
That she froze herself. Some other people might have thought she’s mad.”

Skee considered it for days, and then was pleased that he had chosen
This new avenue of action (or the lack of it, while frozen).
Anna Lyste consulted Alysonne, who gave her own consent.
As he chilled, he went to sleep and didn’t know the time he spent.

He awoke to find that there was still an icy layer sticking
To his clothes, and saw a giant lady holding him and licking
All the ice, until she’d thawed the lot. She’d chosen not to wait
For the rest to thaw. He asked her for the year of current date.

The lady’s age was 53. She said that she’d been older
Even at the time he went to sleep, when things had gotten colder.
Yet he’d been asleep for decades. He explained why he had slept.
He was just in front of her sweet face, where giant fingers kept.

“I’m so thankful that you woke me up,” he said, while he was gazing
At her giant face, “I’m still 13. It’s really quite amazing!
We were both around, when I dropped off, but now you’re 53.
Having made himself much younger than this friend excited Skee.

As he looked at his prospective friend, in gratitude, still fawning
She then quickly popped him in her mouth without a word of warning.
“Looks like I was frozen food to her. That’s why she chose to thaw
Her intended item on the menu. Now it’s time for vore.”

Though he wouldn’t want to feel the awful pain of molars biting,
He at last had found a situation which was so exciting.
He was in a giant lady’s mouth. He may depart her tongue,
And explore her throat or stomach or perhaps inside her lung.”

He had no more chance of getting out of her than of reversing
What had brought him to the future, with some bygone years dispersing
In the memories of the folks who’d lived them while he’d been asleep.
He imagined the descent inside her throat was very steep.

It was challenging to think where he might go, with all his choices
Now the limits of locations near the source of women’s voices.
As he thought back to his therapy he’d had with Anna Lyste,
He considered where he’d go, if this big lady did assist.

Then she opened up her mouth and took him out, and said, “Befriended,
Though I am, I think I’ve done my bit, by stopping your suspended
Animation. I can’t be your friend. My name is Kayte. So long.
When I was young, I ate a boy. Since then I’ve been quite strong.

I was married, with my years ahead. I knew that he would miss them.
But I gladly ate him anyway, removing from my system
Any urge to eat up other boys, until I came upon
Pixie popsicle from yester-decade. You might well be gone…”
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