The bloated poet will charm you into her mouth, tease you toward her tongue, coax you into the confines of her belly in rapture with her rhyme! Listen to the loud, gurgling stomach of this ravenous giantess before you find yourself deep in the pit of her belly. Soon you’re nothing but essence in a burp on the breeze... My belly noises were a mix of hunger and digestion which I think probably sums up the state of a giantess pretty well: constantly needing to top up that ravenous stomach while still digesting the previous three or four meals. Nothing satisfies a hungry giantess so there’s ple...

The bloated poet will charm you into her mouth, tease you toward her tongue, coax you into the confines of her belly in rapture with her rhyme! Listen to the loud, gurgling stomach of this ravenous giantess before you find yourself deep in the pit of her belly. Soon you’re nothing but essence in a burp on the breeze... My belly noises were a mix of hunger and digestion which I think probably sums up the state of a giantess pretty well: constantly needing to top up that ravenous stomach while still digesting the previous three or four meals. Nothing satisfies a hungry giantess so there’s plenty of room in there for you... Welcome to my growling, growing gut!