my lips slowly, savoring the feel of you inside.

My hand drifts to my belly as it begins to swell, a soft roundness that grows with every second you struggle inside me. I rub it in slow, greedy circles, murmuring about how full you make me feel... how perfect you were as a meal. I tell you there’s no way out now—only digestion—my voice vibrating all around you in the cramped, churning darkness. With a wicked smirk, I pat my belly and whisper... you’ll be joining the rest of my little snacks soon enough.

24:T587,

I’ve caught you... and there’s nowhere left to run. My shadow swallows you whole as I crouch down, looming over you with a slow, hungry grin. I tell you I want you to have a good, long last look at where you’re about to end up.

I lean in close, opening my mouth wide, letting you see the gleam of my teeth, the slick shine of my tongue curling toward you, the soft ridges of the roof above, and that deep, pulsing throat that’s just waiting to pull you in. My warm breath washes over you as I tease, letting you hear every wet sound as my tongue moves, every little swallow of anticipation.

I bring you closer and closer until my lips surround you, darkness and heat engulfing your world. With one deep gulp, you’re gone, sliding down into me, my throat closing around you as I swallow hard. I sigh in satisfaction, licking my lips slowly, savoring the feel of you inside.

28:Tbf7,

The Last Thing You See