You know after a post Valentine, I have have a habit of being a “lover Pred”

I give a few shakes of gut for impressions to my clients. It make audible sounds with sloshing and splashing sounds in my belly, moving up and down. Letting a few bounces and bounce to my belly. Making a magnet to you ?

Beware however I could be TOO Amorous. As I “accidentally” slurped down my past prey lovers on “few” occasions. Some could be kicking inside my blubber boiling stewpot of a cauldron right now. I like to imagine all of them curled and punching my stomach walls and slowly sinking into a rising pool of gurgling gastric gloop . It's all in vain as nothing ever escapes my belly. Right after seal their fate after I take the final plunging, gulping them down deeper into my bowels. My prey struggles only just stimulates the muscles, churning them up faster! I know all the Outcomes of this my Morsel. Prey goes in, melts away like chocolate and becomes part extra of fatty waistline they all love. I could even see there soul as “sentient-pudge” I’m hearing about.Perhaps somewhere after eating of them, now they resign on my belly,hips, or even butt, forever love locked within my blubber.

Perhaps a few muffled moans are coming from my blubbery dome. I join in the fun and slosh my belly back and forth. It sounds a mix of thunders and thumps of waves going on inside, sloshes back and forth Like a huge thunderstorm and a cacophony of gurgles for the digestion going faster.


Soon after, they all my food churns away or at least accepts their fate to be a part of my love. As my clients are all tired of the petting and pampering both outing inside of me. For now, I look
down at my large belly. It looks BIGGER as then before, the only difference is
that my clients doesn’t seem to be struggling any more. I squeeze my giant love belly from both sides and squeeze them together. My smooth girth as starting to tighten my grip. Not mushy sludge, yet some Rather feisty prey definitely tired to get out. Some having expression looks like it's gasping out for fresh air and mouthing out of pleasure or
something else. I can’t make it out through the layers of belly but some enjoyed while overs are clearly
begging to be released. It's really there fault that they really wanna see my hungry beast mode. I let my belly go and jiggles and glorps back into place. I chuckle to myself as it bounces
around, I’m waiting for the next Morsel. Could it be you?

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A voracious tease after V-day ;9

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