GIANTESS LOVES THE STRUGGLE
As I entered my home, exhausted from a long day of hunting, my stomach rumbled in anticipation of the meal that awaited me. Little did I know that fate had another course planned entirely.
Suddenly, something squirmed under my butt; it felt like a tiny body writhing against my skin. I stood up, my curiosity piqued, and discovered a tiny man clinging to my rear end! He claimed he had been carried by the wind to my house.
I couldn't help but smile as I watched him tremble in fear. This was going to be an interesting meal indeed. Slowly, I peeled off my clothes, getting comfortable and getting down at eye level with him.
"You must get into my stomach," I whispered seductively, running my tongue over my lips. "You'll be safe there, and I'll make sure you cum."
I lunged forward, mouth open wide, my tongue flicking out teasingly. I grabbed him, but he jerked away and begged for mercy. His pleas only fueled my hunger, and I chased after him, determined to claim what was rightfully mine.
Finally, I caught him, and he resisted with all his might. I could feel his cock throbbing against my hand as I held him close. With a sultry grin, I leaned down and covered his trembling body with my now wide-open mouth. The struggle had begun.
He tried to escape, but I wasn't going to let him get away that easily. I plunged him deep into my throat, feeling him slide down my gullet with a moan of pleasure. But then I started shaking my head up and down, back and forth, mimicking the motions of intercourse.
He fought against the sensation, begging for release, but I refused. Instead, I put my finger in my mouth and shoved it down my throat, feeling him flopping wildly as he was forced deeper into my stomach.
With a satisfied slurp, I felt him finally give in to the inevitable. As he surrendered, my stomach began to rumble again. It was time for the main course.
My giant gut started pushing in and out, over and over again. I laughed in delight as I felt the little man thrashing around inside me. He was mine now, and I would savor every moment of our shared intimacy.
But then, just when I thought the struggle was over, he crawled back into my mouth. I shook my head slowly, amused by his tenacity. This meal was going to be more satisfying than I could have imagined.
With a final shove, I swallowed him whole, feeling the last vestiges of resistance disappear. The struggle was over. My stomach filled with his cum, and I got on all fours, moaning and slapping my ass in anticipation.
I waited, my heart racing with excitement, for the final course to arrive. And when I felt that familiar tickle in my ass, I knew it was time. The little man was coming to claim his rightful place in my gut, and I couldn't wait to feel him filling me up.