"Time to get eaten, you little baby. I hope you're ready to visit my stomach, cause I'm gonna eat you piece by piece!"
His buxom captor bent forward, pressing her curvy chest against his own. He felt his member harden as her weighty tits made contact with his own bare pecs. It was at that point that James also realized that, while blacked out, Kennedy had stripped him nude. His cock rose to full attention, sandwiching itself between her bubbly butt-cheeks that just so happened to be planted at his crotch.
It was a heavenly feeling, though the bliss of the moment was cut short as Kennedy's teeth made contact with his nose. In one smooth bite she snipped most of the appendage off, sending it down her throat without even a single chew. Thanks to his squishy form, it only stung for a brief second. Additionally, he could still feel his devoured bits, allowing him the full sensation of his skin tumbling down the wet, dark passage of her throat.
"You don't taste half bad, kid. Like sour taffy," she explained. Her free hand went to her backside, prodding the rod that had grown into her buttocks. "And what's this little guy doing here? Enjoying yourself, are we James? I knew you were the kind of kid who'd be into some domination. It's always the meek ones."
"But, that's not from the eating, it's," he tried to explain before Kennedy cut him off with another bite, digging right into his neck. Naturally, no blood spurted out. No bits were exposed. Like a clay doll, his entire inside was nothing but a solid wall of the puddy substance.
"Hush, darling, stop trying to hide it. You KNOW you want me to eat you. To have you inside my stomach. To shit you out like the worthless being you are," she said, going on to take another chunk from his left bicep. Following it up, she began to bounce her booty, giving his cock a tasty little treat. Not wanting to fight it, he let out a pleasure moan.
"See, what'd I tell ya? Now sit back and let me devour ya, kid. And I guarantee when you get out you'll get all that and more," she said, taking yet another bite, this time from his chin. He must of looked quite monstrous at that point, but he didn't care. He ignored the pain and the humiliation; all he cared about was his promised reward.
And so it went on, Kennedy slowly munching James down bit-by-bit into her waiting stomach. It took nearly a half an hour to send the average sized James to his new prison. In the end, all that remained was his disembodied cock. Kennedy gazed down at her stomach, once flat and muscular, now bloated and round from the massive meal inside. It was an immensely satisfactory feeling for the woman who had starved herself for years to maintain a perfect figure.
Falling to her back, the stuffed woman let out an exhausted sigh. Eating such a large meal had taken its toll on her, yet she couldn't help but stare at the last bit of James she hadn't eaten. His cock twitched back and forth, reacting to the churning the rest of James was undergoing inside of her. Kennedy knew she had to make a decision: either save it for a little fun or send it down with the rest of the man.
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