Filled To The Brim With Girls
Custom Request:You’ve come ba..
🕑 Added 2021-03-16 20:40:18 +0000 UTC
Filled To The Brim With Girls
Custom Request:You’ve come back from filling your belly with tiny girls. You feel them struggling and squirming against each other. There is no room in there, you are absolutely full. It must be so uncomfortable for them all crammed together squished in with no room to move at all. Now they have to endure a lengthy, slow, and thorough digestion in your belly. Then you see your best friend, a tiny girl. You tell her how you just had a bunch of tinies for lunch. It’s very normal for people to eat tinies. Tinies belong in bellies. You have always watched over her, the one you never considered eating because you two are friends. Rubbing your belly, you tell her that you are so stuffed. It must be awful for those tinies in there so squished together, only able to squirm against each other as they wait for the long, slow digestion they are in for. That’s all they are good for though. Tinies belong in bellies. You look at your friend for a few seconds, as if considering something. Shrug and swallow her whole. (This is a quick action. Complete betrayal of your friend. It’s supposed to seem sudden, and careless.) You thought you were full before, but now you are stuffed! You apologize to your friend, but this is all she’s good for. She was going to graduate, get a job, maybe start a family. But no, her fate is to fill your belly and be digested along with the rest of those tiny girls she’s crammed in there with. It’s nothing personal; tinies belong in bellies. There is absolutely no room in there. All they can do is squirm and struggle against each other. What an agonizing fate in store for them; to be slowly, thoroughly digested.
