"Please, Miss Lizz!" you beg, hoping desperately to appeal to her good nature. "This has all been a terrible mistake. I'm not supposed to be here. You've got to help me!"
The sexy black goddess before you smiles.
“Ain’t nobody gonna help you, hun’. Like I said, you ARE gonna get eaten tonight. Ain’t no use you fuckin’ whinin’ about it. You’re just meat now, boy.” She pulls up her top, revealing the vast expanse of her belly and jiggles her fat, the soft brown flesh wobbling tantalizingly in front of you. “Don’t you wanna be in here, hun’? Its so soft and warm in my big hungry belly!” She steps closer.
As Lizz stands directly in front of you, you can feel the warmth radiating from her huge fleshy body. She looms over you, breathing heavily. Her hot breath is almost sweet and you can see that she is getting visibly excited.
"Please..." you whimper pathetically. "I'm scared!"
"Don't be scared, yummy boy. It won't be so bad. Now, Moma's gettin' hungry so why don't you just accept your fate and let me gobble you up?"
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