Living the Dream
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 16
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Suguru couldn’t take his eyes off Mahoro’s perfectly round bouncing belly. He had dreams of big-bellied women, rubbing their stoics and commenting on how yummy their living meal was. To see his biggest fantasy in front of him left Suguru completely speechless. He had become addicted to vore and all human ingestion related material since he first laid eyes on it in an American magazine. He’d gotten the magazine from Kiyomi and Toshiya, whose own fetishes didn’t differ from his own. Since first seeing vore, Suguru had been buying imported magazines off of his friends for his reading pleasure. It had tormented him many nights that the one thing he found to be the most exciting was also impossible. It shook his very foundations to see his fantasy in real life. He took a step towards Mahoro needing to touch her belly to make sure that it was real.
“It feels warm,” he mumbled to himself, rubbing his hand along the exposed belly flesh. Feeling the soft, velvety stomach flesh under his fingers sent an electric charge shooting down Suguru’s spine. This was no dream; his fondest fantasy had come true.
The stomach shook under Suguru’s hand and a muffled cry rushed from the huge gut. “Let me out, house cleaner!”
Suguru jumped back; if possible, his smile grew wider. There really was a person inside Mahoro, stuffed inside her belly, curled up in a tight ball. Pounding her fists against the fleshy stomach wall. To Suguru’s embarrassment, he felt himself begin to harden. He lowered the magazine to his crotch to hide the embarrassing arousal. Luckily, Mahoro hadn’t noticed, she was too busy scolding her stomach.
“Be quiet, Miss. Shikijo, or I’ll drink some hot tea and see how you like having it dumped on your head.” This shut Shikijo up. Mahoro could practically hear her grit her teeth inside her living prison, wanting desperately to scream at her hated rival, but knowing it would only make this situation worse.
“You ate my teacher, I can’t believe you did that,” Suguru said, realizing exactly who was filling Mahoro’s belly. A flash of remorse filled Mahoro’s eyes. she had no regrets about her actions, but she cared if Suguru felt differently. If what she’d done had upset him, she’d do anything to make up for it. Even if he asked her to spit out Shijiko, she’d do it for him.
“I mean, if you were planning to eat her, you could have invited me to watch,” Suguru said with a friendly smile and a shrug. Seeing his lustful teacher pass Mahoro’s lips would have been an amazing sight. He could only imagine what it had been like, Shikijo’s sexy body being licked all over, rubbing against Mahoro’s palate as she was gulped down, the bulges forming on her body with every swallow. Suguru bit his lip; his erection was beginning to throb. He was so turned on right now that all he wanted to do was be alone and realize the pressure the old fashion way. But his feet wouldn’t budge, he had to stay here and learn more about what happened. He’d stay even if it meant exploding in his pants without even touching himself.
“Suguru,” Mahoro muttered softly. She knew what was happening to him, she wasn’t stupid. Her mind told her to scold Suguru for thinking dirty thoughts, but something made her halt. His dirty thoughts were all about her and the actions she’d taken with that hussy. Knowing that his filthy mind was fantasizing about her made her blush madly. How could she be upset about him imagining her doing something she'd already done? They stood silent again, this time both blushed from a mutual fascination with the strange fetish called vore. One person who had no desire for vore did speak out after mustering up the courage.
“Suguru, are you there?” Shijiko’s voice was hesitant to speak, but the courage to finally talk filled the teacher and she cried out to her favorite student. “Help me, Suguru! You’re house cleaners been replaced by some kind of alien that eats beautiful women. Get me out of here and I’ll become your love slave as a reward for saving me.”
Mahoro’s flush face fell and the look of anger crossed her gorgeous features. Even when she was in mortal danger, the sluttish teacher still tried to get into her students pants. Such behavior infuriated Mahoro, especially since the person it was being directed towards was someone whose pants she secretly wanted in to. It was time for the teacher to learn a lesson in respecting her students.
“It feels warm,” he mumbled to himself, rubbing his hand along the exposed belly flesh. Feeling the soft, velvety stomach flesh under his fingers sent an electric charge shooting down Suguru’s spine. This was no dream; his fondest fantasy had come true.
The stomach shook under Suguru’s hand and a muffled cry rushed from the huge gut. “Let me out, house cleaner!”
Suguru jumped back; if possible, his smile grew wider. There really was a person inside Mahoro, stuffed inside her belly, curled up in a tight ball. Pounding her fists against the fleshy stomach wall. To Suguru’s embarrassment, he felt himself begin to harden. He lowered the magazine to his crotch to hide the embarrassing arousal. Luckily, Mahoro hadn’t noticed, she was too busy scolding her stomach.
“Be quiet, Miss. Shikijo, or I’ll drink some hot tea and see how you like having it dumped on your head.” This shut Shikijo up. Mahoro could practically hear her grit her teeth inside her living prison, wanting desperately to scream at her hated rival, but knowing it would only make this situation worse.
“You ate my teacher, I can’t believe you did that,” Suguru said, realizing exactly who was filling Mahoro’s belly. A flash of remorse filled Mahoro’s eyes. she had no regrets about her actions, but she cared if Suguru felt differently. If what she’d done had upset him, she’d do anything to make up for it. Even if he asked her to spit out Shijiko, she’d do it for him.
“I mean, if you were planning to eat her, you could have invited me to watch,” Suguru said with a friendly smile and a shrug. Seeing his lustful teacher pass Mahoro’s lips would have been an amazing sight. He could only imagine what it had been like, Shikijo’s sexy body being licked all over, rubbing against Mahoro’s palate as she was gulped down, the bulges forming on her body with every swallow. Suguru bit his lip; his erection was beginning to throb. He was so turned on right now that all he wanted to do was be alone and realize the pressure the old fashion way. But his feet wouldn’t budge, he had to stay here and learn more about what happened. He’d stay even if it meant exploding in his pants without even touching himself.
“Suguru,” Mahoro muttered softly. She knew what was happening to him, she wasn’t stupid. Her mind told her to scold Suguru for thinking dirty thoughts, but something made her halt. His dirty thoughts were all about her and the actions she’d taken with that hussy. Knowing that his filthy mind was fantasizing about her made her blush madly. How could she be upset about him imagining her doing something she'd already done? They stood silent again, this time both blushed from a mutual fascination with the strange fetish called vore. One person who had no desire for vore did speak out after mustering up the courage.
“Suguru, are you there?” Shijiko’s voice was hesitant to speak, but the courage to finally talk filled the teacher and she cried out to her favorite student. “Help me, Suguru! You’re house cleaners been replaced by some kind of alien that eats beautiful women. Get me out of here and I’ll become your love slave as a reward for saving me.”
Mahoro’s flush face fell and the look of anger crossed her gorgeous features. Even when she was in mortal danger, the sluttish teacher still tried to get into her students pants. Such behavior infuriated Mahoro, especially since the person it was being directed towards was someone whose pants she secretly wanted in to. It was time for the teacher to learn a lesson in respecting her students.
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