Woman who hypnotizes me into being her edible pet. The trance is only long enough to last the evening, but fortunately for her, thatās also how long Iāll be lastingā¦
She scratches my head and pets my hair, calling me a good puppy, as I nuzzle into her flat stomach that Iāve been conditioned into thinking I want to make so very round and full.
Lying down on the bed, she beckons me over and we cuddle, as she slowly teases and tastes me, licking the side of my face and peppering little kisses down the side of my neck. Meanwhile Iām getting so horny, and she smiles because she knows that if Iām slick and wet, Iāll slide down her throat much easierā¦
Snapping a collar around my neck, my pred pats me on the head and says goodbye to me. She slurps me down greedily, squeezing my sensitive, naked body into her gullet. Thick, wet gulps echo around the bedroom as my fate is sealed.
Her belly is a plush, moist, flabby blanket around me as I stretch out her stomach. The walls hug me tight as I shift around and squirm inside of her, to which she reacts with a delighted moan. Her stomach is rotund and swollen, almost bigger than she is. With a dazed grin, she flops her back onto the bed, rubbing and patting the beast of a gut Iāve bestowed upon her.
āOoooh, puppyā¦. ā¤ļø you r-really hh-*hic!* hit the spot~ oouuh, itās gonna take sooo long for Mommy to digest you, darlingā¦ā
Sheās right. Her stomach is still getting used to me. The groans her belly lets out are muted and strained, smothered by my weight, and the acids are bubbling slow, trying to make sense of the moaning, panting lump within its confines. But Iām enjoying every second of it. Pleasure tingles through my body as I wiggle around and reach down between my legs to rub my folds.
I hear my pred whine, the playfulness in her voice suddenly retracted, and she moans in discomfort as she tries to soothe her churning gut.
āHhhmfā¦ owā¦ I think youāre giving me a tummy ache, puppyā¦ā *hic*
The hiccups are all sheās able to let out. Iām packed so tight in her gut that thereās not a lot of room for those digestive gurgles to relieve pressure around in a more convenient manner. From the depths of her belly come the grumbliest noises as waves of warm air and juices bathe my body, and I continue to touch myself, completely high on the sensation of being her food.
Hours pass. Her stomach has barely made any progress on me, and her gut is still as massive and glorpy as it was when she first swallowed me. I shift around a bit inside of her and I hear her let out a low moanā her belly does the same. Itās gonna be a looooong ādigestion sessionā for the both of usā¦ š«§
