Inserting Shinji sure does put up an appetite
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 16
by
copier
· original author:
shadowhawk
Misato smiled for a few seconds at the thought of completely confining Shinji in her hind corners. The growling of her stomach interupted her thoughts. "Boy am I hungry!" Misato stood up and bent down again to grab her thong and tight shorts. Despite crouching down a little, her hole didn't open up, insuring that Shinji was plenty safe. Misato pulled up her thong with ease, but had an excruciating amount of difficulty fitting her buttocks into her sleasy shorts. Once she fit her curvacious booty into her shorts, she walked into the kitchen and scanned the fridge.
The contents of the refrigerator were untidy. Misato constantly had leftover food, always cooking up more than she could eat. "I know! I think I will fry up some hot dogs and have some of that chow mein along with that." Misato slit open the package, grabbed three weenies and threw them on the frying pan. She then placed the chow mein in a bowl and microwaved that for a few minutes. With a perfect figure like hers, no one knows how she keeps healty with such an atrocious diet.
The weiners were cooked, the leftover noodles were heated, and Misato was ready to gorge on some great food. She bit into the hot dog while smacking on it. After eating the first hot dog, she forked some chow mein and forced that through her pie hole. Misato took only a meager ten minutes to finish the three hot dogs and the six ounces of chow mein. She released a loud belch, which Shinji could hear and feel from down under. "Ah! Life just doesn't get any better than this!" Misato usually said around the dinner table after a satisfying meal.
Shinji continued to tolerate the cramped space around him. The rectum was narrow, but Shinji moved around it easily. All he could feel was the slimy edges and the ruffled, closed portal beneath his toes. Judging by the constant gurgles and bubbling, Shinji figured that Misato just ate. The strange, musky gases around him started to make him feel numb, kind of like an addicting drug that made him calmer.
Misato didn't realize that the intestinal gas might harm Shinji in the long run. That didn't concern her in the slightest. She walked into her room and layed on her bed to relax and enjoy the pleasant tingling feeling at the same time.
The contents of the refrigerator were untidy. Misato constantly had leftover food, always cooking up more than she could eat. "I know! I think I will fry up some hot dogs and have some of that chow mein along with that." Misato slit open the package, grabbed three weenies and threw them on the frying pan. She then placed the chow mein in a bowl and microwaved that for a few minutes. With a perfect figure like hers, no one knows how she keeps healty with such an atrocious diet.
The weiners were cooked, the leftover noodles were heated, and Misato was ready to gorge on some great food. She bit into the hot dog while smacking on it. After eating the first hot dog, she forked some chow mein and forced that through her pie hole. Misato took only a meager ten minutes to finish the three hot dogs and the six ounces of chow mein. She released a loud belch, which Shinji could hear and feel from down under. "Ah! Life just doesn't get any better than this!" Misato usually said around the dinner table after a satisfying meal.
Shinji continued to tolerate the cramped space around him. The rectum was narrow, but Shinji moved around it easily. All he could feel was the slimy edges and the ruffled, closed portal beneath his toes. Judging by the constant gurgles and bubbling, Shinji figured that Misato just ate. The strange, musky gases around him started to make him feel numb, kind of like an addicting drug that made him calmer.
Misato didn't realize that the intestinal gas might harm Shinji in the long run. That didn't concern her in the slightest. She walked into her room and layed on her bed to relax and enjoy the pleasant tingling feeling at the same time.
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