Corruption: A warm sensation fills Eliza's body, Her heart races with every blow. The softness of her belly soothes the soul hoping the pleasure and pain will never end. Calling out for another punch, Hoping never to be let go. The sensation so strong I can no longer feel my body. Slowly I fade in and out of reality. In an instant the warm sensation fades away with recovery. Her tender ABS begging for more punches and kisses. The sensation of the lust and fantasy. Eliza is now forever corrupted as her virgin belly has now been beat red sore and swollen as it deserves to be.