Daphne’s Feast Continues
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
allyboy1351997
As Daphne pulls her lips away from yours grinning cruelly. You hear a loud, ominous rumble travel it’s way up from the pit of her stomach. Before you can even flinch a deafening belch hits you point blank.
Your body is battered by the gale force winds emerging from her cavern of a mouth, carrying with it saliva and chunks of chewed up food which covers your face and upper torso. You see into her open maw, filled with leftover chewed up food that hadn’t quite made the journey back her throat yet, to the back of her throat which undulates and flexes as it releases the torrent of foul smelling gas. You can’t help but picture sliding down that throat and your legs begin to shake in fear.
You fought the urge to gag as you were hit with the smell of a food refuse bin, all of the smells from the feast Daphne had just consumed soured by the churning stomach you are standing on.
The sheer force of her belch was strong enough to blow back your hair, and Daphne’s strong hands holding you in place made sure you could not escape, forcing you to take it full force at point blank range. The horrible torrent of gas must have lasted around ten seconds before it mercifully stopped.
“Ahhh, much better. All that rubbing you did must have loosened that up. Thanks, skidmark,” Daphne chuckles, looking at your now windswept hair and horrified expression. You are suppressing the urge to vomit for the third time in the short while you have spent in this horrible woman’s filthy apartment, and also fighting back tears once again. “You know what, I think all that rubbing you did freed up some more room in there, I think I’m still kinda hungry.”
As if to accentuate her statement, you feel the “ground” underneath you start to vibrate as her belly lets out a loud rumble. How could she fit anything else in that gut, never mind somehow still being hungry? She has just eaten enough food to feed you for a week at your new stature.
“Think I’ll put some of my money from our videos to good use, order in a few pizzas,” she licks her lips at the thought of stuffing more food into her corpulent belly. “After all, you clearly love my size, why shouldn’t I try to get bigger as you get smaller. Plus the money for all this food coming from our videos kinda means that you’re providing me with all the food I’m using to get bigger, like a good little bitch.”
She pushes you to the side, and you roll down the side of her mountainous, flabby body, before landing on the pile of trash built up on the left side of the couch. You recoil slightly as you feel the fresh layer of grease on it deposited on the trash from her messy devouring of the feast she just consumed. The weight distribution on the couch shifts, causing you to roll off the pile of garbage towards the centre of the couch, as Daphne hefts her massive form up off the couch, turning to you and looking down. Her gut cast an even larger shadow over you than before, giving you flashes of what she could look like in a weeks time once you were even smaller, you shiver at the thought of this behemoth of a woman being even larger.
After smirking down at you wordlessly, Daphne waddles across the room to the counter that her cellphone was resting on, giving you an unwanted view of her stark naked body jiggling as she moves. She picks up her phone and presses a single button before it starts to ring, of course this greedy cow had a pizza place on her saved contacts. She lifts the phone to her face.
“Yeah it’s me, send up three extra large meat lovers pizzas, with double toppings and extra cheese. Also two big bottles of coke,” as she hangs up she looks over to you, now laying half in the divot left by her butt cheeks in the couch. “Clearly you like being my little cushion, since you keep moving to where my ass goes on that couch, so I’ll let you be my cushion while we wait on my food, but I think once it arrives I’ll have you feed it to me.”
As you start to panic at the prospect of going under her ass again, you scramble to try and get to your feet so you can get off the couch, but your foot slips on a very greasy soda can. You slip and faceplant directly on the area where her asscrack would sit above. Your senses are assaulted by the smell of years worth of sweat and farts stained into the fabric of the cushion before you are once again shaded by Daphne’s colossal rear. You flip over just in time to see her slightly parted cheeks descending on you before the lights go out and you are engulfed once again in the crushing pressure and sweaty embrace of her pasty flesh. After faceplanting you had attempted to get up again, this combined with the fact that you had landed dead centre of where her ass was sitting meant that your head and torso were slurped up between her cheeks, you felt her jolt slightly as your hair brushed against the sensitive skin of her inner ass.
“Oohhh! If you wanted back in your favourite place you just had to ask,” with that she starts to wiggle side to side, shimmying you further upwards into the embrace of her fat ass. She is seemingly getting better at it because she gets your head to her anus much faster than she did when she first took you away from your mom’s house. “There we are, back in your proper place. Don’t think you can just relax in there though, I’m still expecting you to feed me once this pizza gets here.”
You spent the next half hour under Daphne’s crushing weight until you heard the muffled sound of a doorbell. Daphne stood up, her buns carrying you with her. Just as you resign yourself to the squeezing pressure her ass halves exert on you when she walks, you feel a hand wrap around your ankles and pull you out with a wet slurp, as the lubricating sweat allows Daphne to pull you out with almost no effort. You are left panting on the floor as she answers the door and pays the pizza delivery man. You realise as she walks back in that she answered the door stark naked, does Daphne have no shame?
Daphne walks right past you, her towering form so immense that you realise you would only come up to the middle of her ass if you were standing right next to her, before dropping down onto the couch with an audible thud. She lays down on her back, her massively swollen gut only sagging slightly to her sides with it being so full of food, before turning her head to you.
“Well. Get over here, I’m hungry and you really don’t want to keep me waiting.”
You rush over to her, afraid of making her angry, and she picks you up before setting you down on the couch next to her head. She drags the coffee table with the pizza boxes on it over so that the stacked boxes are within your reach. She opens the top box and you are greeted with the sight of a pizza stacked high with various meats and mountains of cheese, the thing is dripping with grease and aside from the crusts you see very little of evidence that it’s not just a pile of meat and cheese in a box.
“Hey, hurry up I’m hungry, grab a slice and start feeding it to me!” Her patience seems to be growing thin so you dutifully pick up one of the massive slices as Daphne eyes it hungrily. She reclines back, her head resting on an arm rest while her legs stretch out over the opposite one, she is taller than the couch is wide. She grabs the TV remote and begins flicking through channels.
You look down at the greasy mess of a pizza slice in your hands, your arms and clothes already covered in toppings from only holding it for a few seconds. Your clothes were already filthy and ruined anyway so the grease from this pizza didn’t really matter that much. You were shocked at how large this pizza slice was, you would probably struggle to eat two of them, and Daphne ordered three whole pizzas.
Daphne opens her mouth expectantly, strands of saliva stringing out from between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, washing her foul smelling breath over you. You hesitantly begin to slide in the first slice, which goes about halfway into her mouth before her teeth slam down on it, slicing it in half and spraying both Daphne’s face and your entire body in horrible pizza grease. She loudly chews it with her mouth open, moaning in pleasure, before gulping audibly and sending the mouthful down to her belly. Once again her mouth opens and you slide in the rest of the pizza slice before she chomps down once again, this time almost catching your fingers, causing you to recoil and yelp in shock. Daphne laughs with her mouth full of food, spraying you with bits of chewed up pizza.
“You’re pretty good at this, I think you might feed me for a lot of my meals from now on, it’ll help you get acquainted with my mouth before I stuff you inside of it,” her mouth was still full of food, so every word sent more and more bits of it to cover you.
This went on for a while, Daphne eventually settled on watching a very badly written sitcom, laughing at every joke which made you roll your eyes, of course her taste in comedy would be bad, she finds it funny to torture you! It takes around half an hour but eventually you get through almost every slice, by this point you are absolutely coated in grease and chewed up pizza, as is Daphne’s face and abundant chest. Daphne’s stomach is more bloated than you thought possible, and she is groaning and moaning from both a bit of discomfort and pleasure. Her stomach had much less sag than before, and was rising up from her torso like some kind of bloated, flabby mountain.
One slice remains and you realise just how hungry you are, you haven’t eaten since yesterday. Daphne, seeing you look longingly at the slice of pizza, smirks and says...
1) “You going to feed me that or what?” She makes you feed her it.
2) “You know what, I’ll let you eat that in your favourite place.” She stuffs the pizza in between her butt cheeks and forces you to eat it from there.
3) “Eat up shrimp, you’ll need your strength for what I’ve got planned tonight.” She let’s you eat it, but you and her are in for a “fun” night.
Your body is battered by the gale force winds emerging from her cavern of a mouth, carrying with it saliva and chunks of chewed up food which covers your face and upper torso. You see into her open maw, filled with leftover chewed up food that hadn’t quite made the journey back her throat yet, to the back of her throat which undulates and flexes as it releases the torrent of foul smelling gas. You can’t help but picture sliding down that throat and your legs begin to shake in fear.
You fought the urge to gag as you were hit with the smell of a food refuse bin, all of the smells from the feast Daphne had just consumed soured by the churning stomach you are standing on.
The sheer force of her belch was strong enough to blow back your hair, and Daphne’s strong hands holding you in place made sure you could not escape, forcing you to take it full force at point blank range. The horrible torrent of gas must have lasted around ten seconds before it mercifully stopped.
“Ahhh, much better. All that rubbing you did must have loosened that up. Thanks, skidmark,” Daphne chuckles, looking at your now windswept hair and horrified expression. You are suppressing the urge to vomit for the third time in the short while you have spent in this horrible woman’s filthy apartment, and also fighting back tears once again. “You know what, I think all that rubbing you did freed up some more room in there, I think I’m still kinda hungry.”
As if to accentuate her statement, you feel the “ground” underneath you start to vibrate as her belly lets out a loud rumble. How could she fit anything else in that gut, never mind somehow still being hungry? She has just eaten enough food to feed you for a week at your new stature.
“Think I’ll put some of my money from our videos to good use, order in a few pizzas,” she licks her lips at the thought of stuffing more food into her corpulent belly. “After all, you clearly love my size, why shouldn’t I try to get bigger as you get smaller. Plus the money for all this food coming from our videos kinda means that you’re providing me with all the food I’m using to get bigger, like a good little bitch.”
She pushes you to the side, and you roll down the side of her mountainous, flabby body, before landing on the pile of trash built up on the left side of the couch. You recoil slightly as you feel the fresh layer of grease on it deposited on the trash from her messy devouring of the feast she just consumed. The weight distribution on the couch shifts, causing you to roll off the pile of garbage towards the centre of the couch, as Daphne hefts her massive form up off the couch, turning to you and looking down. Her gut cast an even larger shadow over you than before, giving you flashes of what she could look like in a weeks time once you were even smaller, you shiver at the thought of this behemoth of a woman being even larger.
After smirking down at you wordlessly, Daphne waddles across the room to the counter that her cellphone was resting on, giving you an unwanted view of her stark naked body jiggling as she moves. She picks up her phone and presses a single button before it starts to ring, of course this greedy cow had a pizza place on her saved contacts. She lifts the phone to her face.
“Yeah it’s me, send up three extra large meat lovers pizzas, with double toppings and extra cheese. Also two big bottles of coke,” as she hangs up she looks over to you, now laying half in the divot left by her butt cheeks in the couch. “Clearly you like being my little cushion, since you keep moving to where my ass goes on that couch, so I’ll let you be my cushion while we wait on my food, but I think once it arrives I’ll have you feed it to me.”
As you start to panic at the prospect of going under her ass again, you scramble to try and get to your feet so you can get off the couch, but your foot slips on a very greasy soda can. You slip and faceplant directly on the area where her asscrack would sit above. Your senses are assaulted by the smell of years worth of sweat and farts stained into the fabric of the cushion before you are once again shaded by Daphne’s colossal rear. You flip over just in time to see her slightly parted cheeks descending on you before the lights go out and you are engulfed once again in the crushing pressure and sweaty embrace of her pasty flesh. After faceplanting you had attempted to get up again, this combined with the fact that you had landed dead centre of where her ass was sitting meant that your head and torso were slurped up between her cheeks, you felt her jolt slightly as your hair brushed against the sensitive skin of her inner ass.
“Oohhh! If you wanted back in your favourite place you just had to ask,” with that she starts to wiggle side to side, shimmying you further upwards into the embrace of her fat ass. She is seemingly getting better at it because she gets your head to her anus much faster than she did when she first took you away from your mom’s house. “There we are, back in your proper place. Don’t think you can just relax in there though, I’m still expecting you to feed me once this pizza gets here.”
You spent the next half hour under Daphne’s crushing weight until you heard the muffled sound of a doorbell. Daphne stood up, her buns carrying you with her. Just as you resign yourself to the squeezing pressure her ass halves exert on you when she walks, you feel a hand wrap around your ankles and pull you out with a wet slurp, as the lubricating sweat allows Daphne to pull you out with almost no effort. You are left panting on the floor as she answers the door and pays the pizza delivery man. You realise as she walks back in that she answered the door stark naked, does Daphne have no shame?
Daphne walks right past you, her towering form so immense that you realise you would only come up to the middle of her ass if you were standing right next to her, before dropping down onto the couch with an audible thud. She lays down on her back, her massively swollen gut only sagging slightly to her sides with it being so full of food, before turning her head to you.
“Well. Get over here, I’m hungry and you really don’t want to keep me waiting.”
You rush over to her, afraid of making her angry, and she picks you up before setting you down on the couch next to her head. She drags the coffee table with the pizza boxes on it over so that the stacked boxes are within your reach. She opens the top box and you are greeted with the sight of a pizza stacked high with various meats and mountains of cheese, the thing is dripping with grease and aside from the crusts you see very little of evidence that it’s not just a pile of meat and cheese in a box.
“Hey, hurry up I’m hungry, grab a slice and start feeding it to me!” Her patience seems to be growing thin so you dutifully pick up one of the massive slices as Daphne eyes it hungrily. She reclines back, her head resting on an arm rest while her legs stretch out over the opposite one, she is taller than the couch is wide. She grabs the TV remote and begins flicking through channels.
You look down at the greasy mess of a pizza slice in your hands, your arms and clothes already covered in toppings from only holding it for a few seconds. Your clothes were already filthy and ruined anyway so the grease from this pizza didn’t really matter that much. You were shocked at how large this pizza slice was, you would probably struggle to eat two of them, and Daphne ordered three whole pizzas.
Daphne opens her mouth expectantly, strands of saliva stringing out from between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, washing her foul smelling breath over you. You hesitantly begin to slide in the first slice, which goes about halfway into her mouth before her teeth slam down on it, slicing it in half and spraying both Daphne’s face and your entire body in horrible pizza grease. She loudly chews it with her mouth open, moaning in pleasure, before gulping audibly and sending the mouthful down to her belly. Once again her mouth opens and you slide in the rest of the pizza slice before she chomps down once again, this time almost catching your fingers, causing you to recoil and yelp in shock. Daphne laughs with her mouth full of food, spraying you with bits of chewed up pizza.
“You’re pretty good at this, I think you might feed me for a lot of my meals from now on, it’ll help you get acquainted with my mouth before I stuff you inside of it,” her mouth was still full of food, so every word sent more and more bits of it to cover you.
This went on for a while, Daphne eventually settled on watching a very badly written sitcom, laughing at every joke which made you roll your eyes, of course her taste in comedy would be bad, she finds it funny to torture you! It takes around half an hour but eventually you get through almost every slice, by this point you are absolutely coated in grease and chewed up pizza, as is Daphne’s face and abundant chest. Daphne’s stomach is more bloated than you thought possible, and she is groaning and moaning from both a bit of discomfort and pleasure. Her stomach had much less sag than before, and was rising up from her torso like some kind of bloated, flabby mountain.
One slice remains and you realise just how hungry you are, you haven’t eaten since yesterday. Daphne, seeing you look longingly at the slice of pizza, smirks and says...
1) “You going to feed me that or what?” She makes you feed her it.
2) “You know what, I’ll let you eat that in your favourite place.” She stuffs the pizza in between her butt cheeks and forces you to eat it from there.
3) “Eat up shrimp, you’ll need your strength for what I’ve got planned tonight.” She let’s you eat it, but you and her are in for a “fun” night.
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