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????EXTERNALS included
????SIZEPLAY, SHRINKING/GROWTH
????feet and stomping
????LIVE FOOD INGESTION
-SELF PLEASURING
-nasal vore
-WHOLE STOMACH DIGESTION to small intestines
????contact me for disposal with proof of purchase
??CW: NUDITY, GRAPHIC, FATALITY, LOUD??
????Stomach contents????: whole all-dressed pizza
??- 27:13
-= ????PROLOGUE???? =-
Nice workout, man. My legs are absolutely shaking. I'm gonna be so sore tomorrow.
I start taking off my shirt while telling you how awful hitting legs always feel. My hands come in contact with the soggy, soaked fabric and I let out a small sigh as I bring it over my head. When the shirt comes off, it reveals a large puddle of sweat.
- Yeah, me too. I can barely stand up for too long..
you lean your arms on your legs, exhausted, trying to catch a breath. Then, you ask the same question, again.
- So how's the nutrition going?
We both take off our sweaty pants off, throwing them on the bench nearby.
- Oh well, same as always. I think I'm going to start cutting soon, but I just always feel hungry, so it's pretty hard for me to feel full while being in a deficit.
I wipe the sweat of my body with a towel as you start getting in the details again.
- But like, how bad can it be? You know you have to wait a bit after you eat so that your stomach can do its thing before stuffing yourself to the max, you know?
I lay the towel down on my shoulder.
- yeah well I don't have the time to wait for my body to do that. I always get to the gym straight away, you know.
Your head nods.
- why are you always asking about my guts anyway?
-Just curious, chill dude.
- Last time you asked me if I could feel my intestines digesting my food. That's a pretty unusual question to ask, don't you think?
-well, that's interesting, no?
I chuckle, starting the process of putting my clothes on.
- Yeah, I guess. But if you wanna learn biology, you're not asking the right person about it.
You make an effort to come up with a question to change the subject, so you could move from your usual topic.
- can you feel your food moving when it goes through your intestines?
I stop for a moment, a little surprised, as I wasn't really expecting you to ask it again.
- why don't you take a look in there and see for yourself? I wink.
- ..what? You mean like, directly inside your stomach, with my bare eyes?
I keep putting my shorts on while humming approvingly.
It was a joke, of course, but you look back at me in a confused state, a little surprised, but not really knowing if I was serious or not. I continue, putting on my clothes.
- by the way, I got you some body oil like you asked me. It was just laying around my place so i took the liberty to bring it with me today.
I point at my bag, in the bench next to you. You eye the plastic container sitting there.
- Yeah, right..
You seem a little lost, unsure about the whole thing.
- Try it, you'll see how sick it looks on you.
- I don't know man, is it safe?
I chuckle a little as you try and convince yourself that it could be good.
- Nah, it is, I use it sometimes.
- okay then..
I hand you the bottle as you start looking at the ingredients and the composition, and I continue to put my clothes on.
- How does it work? Do I have to put a lot or..?
- Do you want me to show you?
You stare at me with a puzzled expression, thinking that you heard it wrong.
- Wait, what..?
- Come, let me show you.
I slowly get closer to you, my chest touching your back as I lower down to your ear and my hand slipping into yours as I take the small plastic bottle. Your face shows a small reaction, but not much.
- Don't worry, no one's here at this time, so we have some privacy.
I whisper in your ear, opening the lid as a wave of odour gets stuck on your nose, not sure what it is.
The oil is cool, and your skin is soft and warm, giving an odd sensation as it spreads, so you can still feel my hand moving around as I spread the thick oil over your body. It coats every single bit of your back, all the way down to your ass.
- D-dude, anyone could walk in at any minute, are you sure this is a good idea?
You turn back to me but you realize you're actually facing my crotch, which looks way bigger than usual, as it presses against the thin fabric of my pants.
You let out a gasp seeing the bulge, and I give you a seductive look as your body shrinks, looking smaller than before.
Your face shows signs of concern, and you ask me if you can get off the oil, which I answer by pushing the cap shut and setting the bottle aside.
By the time I put you in my bag, you're already no bigger than my pinkie.