we go out for a romantic candlelit dinner at some fancy high-end restaurant. im wearing a nice red dress and some heels so i can show off my pedicure, and you're wearing something prim and formal too.
before the food even comes out though, you catch a whiff of my perfume and the scent makes you incredibly possessive of me. so you walk around to my side of the table, gently running your hand through my fur.
then without warning, you open your wet maw wide and shove my head into it. i start to squirm and the other patrons begin looking over as you pull more and more of me past your lips, completely soiling my dress and prying my high heels off of my feet.
i'm unable to pull myself free as you continue to swallow me down, giving everyone a view of my done-up toes while my legs dangle from your lips. before long you slurp up the rest of my legs like spaghetti noodles, teasing me about how 'the thing you liked most about my pedicure was the flavour'.
still with an audience of the whole store watching you gulp me down, the bulge of my squirming form descends down your throat into your belly. my struggles make it groan loudly and jiggle about, but you simply wipe the saliva from your chin and place a hand over your stomach to rub me gently.
the waiter comes out with our food just in time to see you spitting out my sloppy red dress and the black lace lingerie i was wearing beneath in hopes of a fun time after dinner. you tip the waiter and stroll out of the restaurant, your girl now naked and still writhing around in your belly.
now who wants to be my date? i just got my toes done and i bought this really nice red dress i want to wear somewhere...