Nov 28, 2024
Requested ♥ : {Audio By Me, Headphones Required!} Scenario: ~ Night time seemed to always curse Anon with unbelievable hunger. Emptiness wrapping tightly around their stomach walls, as each unstoppable grumble escaped. As Anon cuddled you, they’d guide your head to their stomach, your ear being pressed onto the gurgly mess. Each noise came right after the other, and Anon’s tummy only made it known it wanted to be filled. Despite the sharp aching pains from the situation, Anon seemed to almost ignore it and only complain as their hollow belly growled away.
