The Sack Girls Belly

                     The Sack Girl's Belly


Ellen was a girl who was very different from other girls. She had the ability to teleport without the need to see where she wanted to go. Of course, humans can't do that, but Ellen isn't human. She's a type of phantom which has become the stuff of legends. She could also interact with matter at will. Parents always told their kids about a 'sack man'. An ugly man who would carry them off to his cave in his sack if they didn't go to bed. Of course, there was no sack man. But the legend had to come from somewhere and that's where Ellen comes in, her predecessors are behind the legend. The 'sack man' was just a cover. Ellen was a 'sack girl'.


It was a late friday night, or as Ellen called it, dinner night. The teenage boys of the world were either partying on Friday nights at a girls house and going home late or they were on their computers doing who-knows-what. The sheer volume of disobedient teenage boys puts Ellen in a fantastic mood. Tonight she was in a small town in Mid-Western U.S. The boys loved partying and lying to their parents about it. Ellen also loved it, the meals were great.


Her job was to teleport into the rooms of kids who didn't sleep and 'dispose of them'. But she viewed herself as too important for 'kids'. She was roughly 5 feet 8 inches. He had a slender body with nice, long blonde hair and green eyes. She proudly walked the streets at night just for fun, wearing just a pair of short jean shorts and a short t-shirt which exposed her midriff as well. No, she wasn't a hooker because she could only be seen by other sack girls, her superiors, the ones with the 'XERO' and her victims. For that matter, she never went after kids, but she had no problem going after teenage boys.


"So I guess its now." Ellen said, looking at her watch which read the time as 3:10 in the morning after Friday night. She proceeded down the street to a residential area she knew about. She was walking down a very busy street which was still operating this late at night. It wasn't very loud but a good number of pubs were still open. But she kept walking by, not interested in older men. By appearance, Ellen looked to be a hot, 20-year old college girl. Soon, she got to the backlanes of 'Maple Street' where houses lined up on the road. They were all nice houses, so one could assume the families made a nice living. One house got her attention for no particular reason other than the fact that a dim light appeared to be on on the second floor bedroom.


Closing her eyes, Ellen teleported directly into the bedroom. Though one would think you need to be able to see where you wanted to go, just the general idea was enough for Ellen to teleport. When she did get inside the bedroom, she stood shrouded in the darkness of a corner as a teenage boy lay in his bed. Though upon first inspection, you'd say he was asleep, Ellen was very smart and knew better. She confidently walked over to the boys bed and sat down next to his head. "Who are you?" He whispered. He was most likely scared but that was only cause he didn't know who she was or how hot she looked.


"The name's Ellen." She whispered back. "What's yours?" "I'm John." He told her. "How did you get in here?" Ellen giggled a little at the question. She never usually explained much to the guys she ate but decided to at least conisider it this time. "I'll tell you later." She said. "Why don't you tell me what you were up to tonight?" Any guy at this point would probably assume that he was deaming a very odd and pleasuring dream."I was on my laptop till 1 in the morning." He said. "Why didn't you go to bed?" She asked. "I wasn't in the mood." He casually responded.


As a phantom 'sack girl', Ellen didn't like disobedient people. She'd disposed of a lot of other disobedient teenagers right away without so much as a word. Sometimes, those guys never saw it coming. She got off John's bed and stood in the light, letting John see what she looked like. Her hair, her clothes, her body, all of them were making him really nervous. He'd never been that close to a pretty girl before. It was a good thing his bedroom door was locked from the inside. Afew letting John see what she looked like  for a few moments, Ellen walked around the bed and stood behind John's head. And when he suspected nothing, she opened her mouth.


Unhinging her jaw, she immediately swallowed John's head completely up to his neck. He started screaming but  they were muffled by her mouth. She then started slurping a little bit more. Inch by inch, John started going down Ellen's throat. After just a few seconds, he was already half-way finished off. His legs were dangling in the air as Ellen finaly grabbed them to prevent herself from getting kicked in the face or something. She then pushed his legs downward into her mouth and was then up to his knees. One final swallow, and John had finally become a lump going down her throat. A split second later, and he was inside her.


Ellen then sat down on John's bed. Her belly had stretched out about 5 feet and showed prominently through her belly shirt. John began kicking inside her belly which made it ache a little so she started gently rubbing it. By stretching, it had become much smoother and somewhat shinier. Knowing that tight clothes would tear while eating, Ellen became smarter and wore less in order to minimize the possibility of tearing too many clothes. As she sat on John's bed, rubbing her very fully belly, she put her ear on it to listen. "I hope you like it in there." Ellen taunted the devoured teen. "This is what happens to teenage boys who think they're too big to go to bed."


Feeling somewhat tired after he long walk and recent meal, Ellen laid down on John's bed and stroked ber bulging belly gently to relieve herself. "I guess I could take a nap here." She said to herself. "The door is locked, and I could always teleport if someone tried to find me here." A few moments later, she drifted to sleep, dreaming about walking down the street and finding others to eat.


So in the end, it isn't some odd man carrying a sack who takes away disobedient children. It's a 20 year old blonde who deals with some of them. And she doesn't carry a sack. She has her belly for that job. "I love this job." Ellen mumbled in her sleep.