I've just come out of a bathroom while waving the air behind me, and gasping in disbelief. I fart and burp freely in my schoolgirl costume that consists of a nice white shirt that's tied over a white lacey bra, a very short pink plaid mini-skirt that barely covers a pair of white lacey full bottom panties, a pair of white knee-high stockings that have 2 black stripes at the top, and a pair of black pleather flats. I'm appear to be in a bit of a bewilderment about something in the bathroom, and I'm taking photos of whatever that thing is. I'm also saying things like, "The height!" and "The v...

I've just come out of a bathroom while waving the air behind me, and gasping in disbelief. I fart and burp freely in my schoolgirl costume that consists of a nice white shirt that's tied over a white lacey bra, a very short pink plaid mini-skirt that barely covers a pair of white lacey full bottom panties, a pair of white knee-high stockings that have 2 black stripes at the top, and a pair of black pleather flats. I'm appear to be in a bit of a bewilderment about something in the bathroom, and I'm taking photos of whatever that thing is. I'm also saying things like, "The height!" and "The volume!", accompanied with an occasional impressed giggle here and there about the thing I'm photographing. Waving my hand one last time in front of my nose and vocalizing, "Whew, that is rank!", I leave to the living room.

It becomes apparent that I'm at a costume house party and I'm hanging out by myself, while laughing, farting, and belching. "Time to let your friends know what happened to you", I remark in an evil tone, before proceeding to update your social media photo of a giant pile of feculence. I still have your phone from when I had eaten you the other day, and after updating your profile photo, I decide to make a post in your name that includes all of the photos I just took in the bathroom a moment ago, which just so happen to showcase the amount of bones in the massive bowel movement I just took that absolutely buried the toilet at this party I'm attending. Laughing, I note, "Aww, look at his skull. He looked so scared!", before laughing even harder. I muse how you would think that after such a massive dump, I wouldn't be as gassy anymore, but here we are. The wind coming out of both sides of me never seems to cease.

I reminisce how I literally just got such a big payday from one of my cam girl fans for eating my roommate the other day. Now, at this party, I've destroyed the only toilet this place has with his mountain of remains, and I appear to be on cloud 9 about it. I start taking photos of myself in my adorable, yet sexy, little schoolgirl outfit and I don't notice someone approaching to me. Slightly startled, I give a "hello" to you, who happens to be a very cute newcomer. I compliment your professor costume, which flatters my schoolgirl costume perfectly. Thinking you're quite attractive, I openly flirt with you.

While we chat, I continuously release my flatulence in the forms of burps and farts as if it's nothing, and I notice it's causing you to get an erection. You note that I'm staring at your crotch and ask what I'm looking at. "Huh?" I reply, "Oh, nothing. I'm just a little dick-stracted. Uhh, dick-stract-- dick. DICK!". I sigh, "It's nothing.". I inquire how you know everyone here and you mention that you happen work with my roommate, but you don't know yet that this person is/was my roommate. I instantly feel a little pang of guilt, and ask a few more 'clarification' questions about this 'person' you were supposed to meet here. It soon becomes painfully clear to me that it really is/was my roommate that I just so happened to eat, digest, and leave the remains piled in the bathroom at THIS PARTY. To make things worse, you admit that it was going to be the first time that you guys were really going to get to hang out as friends. Feeling even more guilty, I'm hesitant to be loudly talking about this subject across the party, so I invite you to come closer under the excuse of being able to chat a bit easier.

Once you're closer, I gush about how cute I think you are. Returning the compliment, you also mention how you like my outfit, so I give a little twirl with some booty smack to show it off. Getting back onto the subject of your friend (*cough cough* my now old roommate) that you can't find, I comment how I'm actually grateful that you wound up here because we got to meet! I also imply how it seems that you aren't very put off by my -- well -- you know. "I mean", I add, "I'm sure you've noticed.". Noting your look of confusion, I wave it off. You then let me know you need to pee and that you'll be right back. Stumbling over whether I should warn or stop you, I take too long and you head off to use the bathroom.

While you're gone, I clench my teeth, grimacing about how his his friend from work is actually my roommate. The world can't be that small, can it? Seriously, of all people! "Well", I observe, "it's my roommate's fault that I took such a massive dump that this hot guy is about to discover.". Thinking about it, I'm not really THAT embarrassed by what he'll see in there. I'm more worried that once he gets a view of that gargantuan dump, it'll scare him off and he'll and run for the hills. Then again, he did totally have a boner whenever I'd belch or rip ass, and it was kinda cute that he didn't pick up on the fact that his hard on was what I was looking at when he saw me glancing at his crotch area.

Returning from the bathroom, you reveal what you've found in there, and I initially feign not knowing what's going on by asking things like, "How high?", "How much?", and "That sure is a lot of ordure if it was piled that high!". "How did you pee?", I ask, "Oh, in the sink?". During the entire conversation, my belching and farting ceases to relent. Curious, I question, "Was it impressive? Was it super rank?". Glancing down, I murmur, "Looks like you don't dislike it as much as you might say.". My attention snaps back to your face when you exclaim about the amount of bones sticking out of the astronomical messy pile and how the skull appeared to be stuck in a terrified expression.

Licking my lips, I slowly share my admission that it was me who did that in the bathroom. Seeing your confusion, I profess that, "THAT came out of me!" while pointing towards the bathroom. "Actually", I sheepishly concede, "I do that often.". Nervous that my confession will scare you away, I see instead that you actually want to know more. So, I reveal that I eat people, usually men, and then I dump them out. "But don't worry," I chirp, "I don't have my eye on you in that way.". Seeing the relief on your face, I continue on, "So, yeah, I eat men in different ways and I have some convenient super powers that assist in preventing those men from escaping once they've figured out what's going to happen to them. Then, I usually get instantly, and insanely, gassy after I've consumed a man in one of my various methods of eating them, by belching and farting nonstop. This is always followed by a human-sized pile of -- well -- of what you found in the bathroom."

Already stunned, and kind of turned on, by all of my confessions, I shock you further by making the biggest admission yet. I divulge that the king-sized mess pile in the bathroom that's fully buried the toilet, is actually my roommate. You ponder on what that has to do with anything, until I reveal that my roommate is actually the friend you've been looking for at this party. I quickly sputter about how I was given some -- motivation -- to eat him by some 'friends'. I ruefully apologize. I had no idea that things would go this way and I'm certain that there's no way you'll like me now. But then, I can't help myself and a laugh bursts from my lips because the look of utter fear I get right before eating someone is so amusing. It also turns me on and makes me drool. Still trying to make you feel better, I suggest that you go and pay your respects to your friend in the bathroom and say goodbye. I even offer to go with you and you agree.

Coming back from the bathroom, we notice that the hosts are kicking everyone out because of what 'someone' did in the bathroom, rendering it unusable. I half-heartedly apologize again, while my gassy explosions continue from both ends, and mention how I hope to see you around sometime. You don't want me to just leave like that and blurt out that you'd like to go on a date with me! Surprised, and happy, I collect your number in hopes of getting see you again soon.

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The next day, I'm wearing a full white lingerie set, which includes: a white lacey bowtie teddy; a white corset over top of the teddy; a white pure lace thick thong; a pair of lace top pantyhose thigh-highs; and a pair of shiny white pumps. I'm starting a camgirl show to catch up with my fans and chat about how I decided to come back again, even after receiving such a large sum of money to eat my roommate. I then share the story of the cute boy I met at a costume party. I recount how much he 'liked' my gas; how he actually knows my roommate who all of my fans watched me eat live; how he went to the bathroom to discover where I had decided to relieve myself of the human-sized pile of dung that was once my roommate; how he looked horrified at the droppings pile, with the bones sticking out of it, and the skull with a terrified expression on it, yet he still came back with a boner; how I had revealed that it was me that created the gigantic waste pile; and how the remains were actually his friend.

I betray how hard it was to feign feeling bad that I had done all of this this, when we all know just how much I enjoyed doing it. "Turns out," I burst in elation, "he's still into me and is coming over for a date tonight! He doesn't know this, but I intend on recording the entire thing for YOUR entertainment!". I gush on for a bit longer about how turned on he was by the person-sized excretion that used to be his friend, before switching to talking about tonight's itinerary and asking my fans for some suggestions. After some boring submissions, I get a fascinating proposal.

It's suggested that I should eat someone right before the date, so I can reproduce the thing that turned him on so much about me in the first place. I ponder about who I could get so last minute and quickly land on this girl who is -- was? -- a friend of my roommate. She keeps annoyingly messaging me about him and it's getting on my nerves. Puling out his phone that's still in my possession, I pretend to be him and text her, by first apologizing on how busy I've been, before asking her to come over. She's more than eager to do so and says she'll be over in 20 minutes! I laugh, "Wow, that was easy. Now, we wait.", and turn around to give my big bouncing bottom a few smacks for my viewers.

20 minutes swiftly passes and she's knocking at the door. I call for her to come in and she's hesitant when she sees me sitting in my lingerie. She asks where she can find my roommate and remarks that he'd texted her to meet him here. Choosing to have a little fun, I initially lie and say he's not here, and that he moved out a little while ago. However, I'm waving around his phone while speaking, which she immediately notices and points it out. I snort, laughing at how she, "Caught me!", and, "I was messing with you. Yeah, umm, so I totally ate him!". She's already a bit scared by my behavior and the second I admit to eating him, she tries to bolt, but I snap my fingers to freeze her in place. I'm a bit astounded that she believed me right away, when most people would just try to laugh it off like I'm making some sort of joke. Once she's frozen, I reveal the obviousness of how I also have powers, so there's no way she can get away or move.

I paint the story of how I lured her here with the intent of consuming her. "See", I say with a casual wave of my hand, "there's this boy that I like and he's really into what happens after I've eaten someone. So, I've decided that you're the lucky winner to help me get lucky with him.". I drool at the look of terror on her face, and decide that now is a good time to let her know that I've been recording all of this, and how a bunch of people are going to watch me devour her. Not wanting to waste a single second more, I engage my sucking powers, which gulps her right down into the deep dark depths of my mouth and belly.

My fans watch as emit vocal volcanos and one-cheek squeaks resulting from her 'hitting the spot'. I express the need to take my corset off since I'm instantly bloated from my pre-date meal. I inform my fans that it's time to prepare for my date and that I also need to have my little 'moment' in the bathroom to re-create the colossal toilet-burying dump. I have cameras everywhere as a result of turning my place into a vore camgirl house, so I encourage those who are willing to pay the extra fee to log into the bathroom camera if they wish to participate in that part of the show. For everyone else, I wave and let them know that I'll see them in a bit!

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Later that evening, I've changed into a black long sleeved crop top and a pair of black super booty shorts that expose almost the entire bottom half of my ass cheeks. I'm in the kitchen where I already have cameras set up, and I'm still burping and farting away in an almost continuous stream. I take a moment to express how excited I am for the date and I brazenly boast about how big the dump was that I took in the bathroom just a moment ago! I make little pointing motions with my hands as I describe all of the bones sticking out of the waste at all angles, and how the skull had such a look of fear on its face! "It stinks in there, too" I giggle while waving at my nose.

Just then, there is a knock on the door and I call for him to come on in. At broad smile plays across my lips and I bounce a little bit in my excitement at seeing him/you. You're just as thrilled and ask what the plan is and if I wanted to eat or anything like that. I elude to the fact that I've already eaten, before proceeding to divulge the story of what MY earlier meal consisted of. I even bend over completely in your face for a little while to help assist with the release of gas that came from that delectable meal.

You have a sudden realization as I wrap up the story, and mention that you think the girl I ate was also a good work friend of yours. "You can't be serious?!" I gasp in disbelief! I apologize yet again, but you can tell that I don't really mean it. You see me staring at your pants and ask why. Rolling my eyes, I say that it has to be obvious at this point since it's so evident that you're aroused by what I'm telling you. Sighing and looking back up, I exclaim, "I really did this for you! I wanted to recreate what turned you on at the party.". I then encourage you to go to the bathroom to view the heaping piece of art I'd created for you. Even though you're saddened by the loss of your friends, you can't help but want to see my hot and sexy buried toilet.

While you're away, I come into my living room for a quick hushed conversation with my fans, who I ask to look at the cameras in the bathroom and let me know what you're doing in there right now. I'm stimulated to learn that you're somewhat playing with the waste pile, while trying to rub yourself through your pants. My flatulence knows no bounds, as I keep farting and burping, with my delighted state pushing them out even faster and harder. I'm so worked up that I even do some booty smacking while releasing my gassy rampage. I'm also totally into the fact that he has no idea I'm filming everything!

You/He returns from the bathroom looking a little flushed. You stumble over your words as you try to express how much you love what I've done in there. Feeling pumped up, while my body keeps pumping out the gas, I brag about how I'm the only one who could produce that much excreta. Out loud, I ponder on how scared each of my meals must've been inside my belly during their last moments to create looks of such absolute horror on their skulls -- every single time. I joke about how maybe I'll eat you next and you laugh nervously in response. "Don't worry.", I tease, "I don't really mean it." and I wink. Looking down once again I moan that, "You've maintained a hard on the entire time you've been here. Who knew you'd be so into it! It's so damn satisfying to do what I do and to now have somebody who appears to be into it, too.". Giggling at your nervous look, while you still have a raging hard on, I joke a bit more, "Maybe I'll eat you, maybe I wont. I do like seeing you so fearful." and I deliver an evil grin.

To chill you're nervousness out, I decide to share a story. I talk about how I used to be a web cam model and how I'd eat people/men, before dumping them out as a super mega fat deuce, on camera, while sharing the experience with my fans. I talk about a couple I'd eaten and a resulting fart that so powerful that a skull shot out of my asshole, hit the camera, and broke it. I'm practically cry-laughing while I imagining what my fans saw before the screen went dark. Just a horrified-looking skull rushing straight at them, before nothing!

As my laughter titters out, I decide I want to be even more sexy for you, so I take off my shirt to reveal a lacey black bralette underneath. "I'm wanting to feel something in my mouth", I whisper-moan while looking down at your crotch, "and that something is the hard boner you've been strutting around with for the entire time you've been here.". I bubble out one last fart before grabbing your hand and dragging you to my bedroom. I find your innocent incomprehension adorable, so once we're in my room, I have to clearly state that I want to give you a blowjob -- if you haven't figured it out yet, that is. "I purposefully left that epically hefty dump in the bathroom just for you", I seductively purr, "and now I want something in return."

On my hands and knees on the bed, with you standing over my, I slip your hard cock inside my mouth, moaning at the pleasurable feel of it. I expertly suck down your cock, while occasionally blasting gas out of my rear end and burping on your boner. After one particular hot cock-burp, I erotically tease, "Maybe I'll eat you just like this, dick first!" and then I make a hharrhhmmmbb sound as I pretend to go for it, while shoving your cock back in my mouth and looking up at you. Oh, how I love that look of nervous fear on your face when you think I might actually do it! Instead, I continue to suck on you, noticing how quickly it seems you are ready to burst with cum. I make a suggestion that you should cum down the back of my throat during my next huge fart and all you can do is nod, eyes wide. I dive your dick deeply into the back of my mouth and release one of the longest bubbliest farts you've ever heard! You can't help but erupt your cum down my swallowing throat as I suck ever drop from you, while farting to the tune of best orgasm you've ever had.

Relaxing on my bed and feeling quite proud of myself, I ask how you liked it and you can barely breath in response. Provocatively posing, I naughtily tantalize, "Not only did I get an epic meal, but now I also got an epic dessert!". I decide that now is a good as time as any to reveal yet another secret to you. "Remember earlier", I ask, "when I told you I used to e a web cam model? Well, turns out, I'm STILL a webcam model who eats people and evacuates them out into mammoth piles of droppings. I create content from this experience, with the many cameras I have set up around my place." and I gesture around the room. I reveal that I've recorded and streamed our dirty salacious time together tonight, and also how my fans really like you! "THEY think I shouldn't eat you.", I grin wickedly, "I'M still deciding. It's a moment by moment thing.". A little surprised, I notice that you don't actually seem very upset by this news. In fact, you mostly seem to be into it.

Wanting to make sure I have all my ducks in a row, I give you a warning in a lighthearted tone "You better not go off and tell people my little secret now.". I waffle my hand in the air, "It's quite easy for me to hunt people down and find them. So, just don't go revealing who I am and what I do.". I pause and give you a sharp stare, before saying in a sing-songy voice, "Because if you dooooo, I will find yooouuu, and I will eeaaat yoooouuuuuu.", and I punctuate it with a sweet smile. "Plus", I tease, "I would enjoy having our own little secret together!" while my ass confirms this by loudly bubbling out another ripper.

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This video is a part of a 4-DAY Release.

1-3) Over the last 3 days, I released the 1st, 2nd and 3rd parts.

4) TODAY I am releasing the WHOLE VIDEO , which has been discounted for your patience! ENJOY!!!