You finally did it, Enrique. You thought you could spy on a Goddess and escape unnoticed? Now you re palm-sized, trembling in my grasp, and I ve decided to keep you. I m going to name you Enrique, my little toy, my midnight snack that doesn t get to leave.
Watch me bring you close to my face, feeling my hot wash over your entire body as I decide exactly how to break you before the end. I press you against my lips, letting you hear the wet sounds of my mouth, the way my tongue moves behind them. You re nothing but prey now, Enrique, and I love the way you squirm when I describe how my vore belly will destroy you, how my stomach will erode your body over days of suffering while I carry on living my perfect Goddess life. I drop you onto my belly, letting you feel the heat radiating through my skin, the massive walls that will soon be your eternal prison. My stomach growls for you, Enrique. I press you down harder, feeling you struggle against the flesh that will ultimately digest you c