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@giantess2021
Do you still post on here?
Every now and then
The toilet could never hate her no matter how much she fills it š¤¤
Nah it hates me at this point š
That belly is filled to the max with poo. Let's all send condolences to her toilet.
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Your belly looks like it wanna burst! Your toilet will you hate to see you coming in the morning.
And the plunger most likely š
Shame on me for eating so much š¶ Feels like I ate a whole town š
I want to be like them. swallowed, broken down, and forgotten in your perfect belly. Pease let me be nothing to you too. Just use me to fill your gut and never think of me again.
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Were they another worthless pile for you to push out?
Well...what do you think? Everything I eat turns to stinky mush in the end š
I love the imprints š
how do you feel about disposal in relation to vore?
I guess I'll go in some detail š
I feel great right now because I just pooped. I feel more inside but the amount I removed was just enough. Its annoying because everytime I do poop, I feel hungry again 𤣠it's a never ending cycle of eating, farting, and then pooping. I eat to feel satisfied but I end up overeating and then want it out.
I'm more of a belly girl. Prey getting eaten and then making the belly expand is most exciting. The next fun part is the farting... it's interesting to hear the sound of gas that's produced from the different types of foods. Prey getting digested and turned into mush just to plop in the toilet also brings some excitement when I think about it but I barely ever do. (I understand why people have been waiting for the day to hear me expel waste.) The newest thing is...I've been clogging the toilet every time I've pooped for about a month now. I wish that was a joke š¤¦āāļø
Do I feel bad that they lost their life for me just to turn them into literal crap at the end? Nope. š¤
Honestly I don't think too much about how it once was alive..I'm more concentrated on pushing it out so I can do more important things than sit on a toilet š
Does your stomach ever gurgle when you're gassy or have to use the bathroom?
Writing this as my belly IS gurgling. I think I ate too much as I feel a slight tummy ache. Anyways, it gurgles for both. I heard it as I was about to fart. Also heard it as I was going to the bathroom to push out as much old food as I could. I hear gurgling now and I feel like I have to fart but also feel like I'm going to have to push some more again soon.
I love your take on that honest vibe. People really need to lose the stick up their ass, if they want something up there they should look for a better replacement. Also love your rips and content, any chance to be one of your tinies at the back door to filter those who fill your belly? ā”š
Why not? š„° Thank you šØ
Actually I was only going for pics that day but I kept farting so I decided to make a quick video instead š
People act like farting is some kind of scandal.
It's just⦠a fart.
Iāve done it in class, at the store, during workāonce in the middle of a dramatic silence....Oops.
Every time, someone gasps. āThatās not very ladylike!ā
And every time, I raise an eyebrow. āOh no, I shattered the illusion. Guess Iām human after all.ā
Iām not here to hold in gas for anyoneās comfort.
You want me to fake who I am to seem more āacceptable?ā Sorry. Wrong girl. Iām not trapping gas in my body just to pretend Iām made of glitter and rose petals.
Iāve been called ātoo much."
Cool. Iāll be "too much" and real while you sit there pretending your stomachās not doing gymnastics.
So yeah. I farted. And?
"You stand before a king, and yet I see the way you look at me⦠as if you want to be claimed.
....You donāt need to speak. I can see it in your eyesāyou belong to me already."
If you don't like to hear women farting....not even the tiny farts....don't press play š¶
Me after eating:
I sit feeling the weight of my full belly. Iāve just finished my mealāthe tiny ones I swallowed along with the pig and turkey from my foot long sandwich today.
My hunger is fully satisfied now, my stomach is content and working to digest everything. I can feel them trapped inside, helpless and powerless.
Itās a perfect feeling, knowing Iāve fulfilled my hunger completely.
I feel no remorse. They were just another feast.
"I've noticed you've been checking me out all day. Does that mean you like what you see? Because I must admit, I can't help but admire a tiny cutie like you."
Imagine those farts šš
The giantess called out to her husband, her tone filled with urgency. āCan you get the bug spray? I thought I saw something!ā
She waited a few seconds. "Iām sure itās a bug and you're taking too long to bring it."
She turned swiftly to grab a can of unopened food from the counter, but in the blink of an eye, the tiny man darted away, hiding from her sight. Her gaze swept over the room, sharp and calculating. āI knew it!"
She shouted once more to her husband, now growing more irate, āIt got away! Iām so madābugs are the worst! I hate them!ā She began inspecting every corner, her hands brushing over furniture, and checking behind objects. She was determined not to let this "bug" escape again.
āWhere are you hiding, little bug?ā she hissed, peering down with a sharp glare. She had a reputation for getting rid of pests quickly, and the idea of one escaping was an insult to her.
The giantessās eyes locked onto the tiny man as he dashed across the floor. Without thinking, she grabbed one of her shoes and hurled it toward him with all her might. The shoe flew, but the man narrowly dodged it, slipping under the doorframe and escaping outside.
For a moment, the giantess stood frozen, her fury simmering as she watched him disappear. "You little pest..." she growled. She was determined not to let him get away so easily.
The tiny man, heart racing, had thought he was free once he escaped under the doorframe and out into the open. But then, he heard the door unlocking. His stomach dropped as he realized the chase wasnāt over.
Frantically, he dashed toward the flowerbed, his small body darting between the petals and under the stems. He crouched low, hoping the giantess wouldnāt spot him. The giantessās towering figure loomed over the flowers, her eyes scanning every corner, every crevice, as she continued her search.
As much as he tried to remain still, he knew it was only a matter of time before she found him. The thought of being caught sent a wave of panic through him.
He trembled at the thought of being crushed. The idea of being caughtāespecially with her not having bug sprayāwas terrifying. If she found him, he could easily end up flattened under a can of food or squashed beneath her shoe.
With each second, he feared that he might be discovered. He held his breath, remaining as still as possible, hoping that she wouldn't see the slight movement of the flowers caused by his nervousness.
She looked up to see her husband stepping outside. His voice was calm but firm as he approached. āLeave the bug alone, itās back outside now.ā
Her anger flared. āIt was near my food!"
Her husband sighed, placing a hand gently on her shoulder. āItās just a bug, sweetheart. Itās not worth all this. Come on, letās go back inside.ā
The giantess hesitated, but she knew there was no point in continuing the search. With one last glance around, she reluctantly headed back inside. Her mind still lingered on the tiny man. She had missed him this time, but she knew he wouldnāt be able to escape her again so easily.
I thought he was doomed š¶