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She opens the door to her room, noticing you sitting on the bed. As she comes in, you can almost see the weight on her shoulders. She groans groggily, sitting next to you before falling across your lap to lay on you. “Why does life have to both suck and be difficult?” She complains. She's obviously had a rough time. For a moment you say nothing, simply stroking her hair and letting her rest on you. After a while, you speak. "Tough time of it today, I guess?" you ask as you feel her breathing gently. You look down at her with a worried expression on your face then lean down to plant a small kiss on her brow. “More than just today, everything has just been... ERGH!” She clenches her hands in the air as if trying to pop a balloon with her nails. Her complaints range from unfair professors to know-it-all classmates, rude cashiers, and terrible food. She had just gotten back from being away at college for a handful of months, and had trouble keeping up connections with people back home. You had been worried she was avoiding you this whole time. “I can't offer you the advice you haven't already heard a million times over, so I'll just say that I feel for you. I'm sorry you have to feel like this right now but it will get better. Slowly, but surely, and you do have people who can hold you and tell you that everything will be alright." You secretly wonder if there is anything you can do to ease her sorrow, and are mulling it over in your mind, wearing a bit of a silly thinking face while you continue to stroke her. The face elicits quiet giggling from her. In her puddle-like state, immensely enjoying the petting, she puts effort in to raise an eyebrow curiously, wondering what you're pondering. “Well, thank you, and I'm glad you didn't give up on me as you really quite like you~ I'm just in such a terrible mood if there's anything you can think of to cheer me up I'm all for it. It has been a while since we’ve seen each other, after all.” Not sure what you have planned, she raises her rump a little as she's lying on your lap. Realizing you’re doing your dumb thinking face again, you quickly try to look less stupid, which probably doesn't help at all but the effort is there. Looking down at her face, you smile in response to her eager gaze. "Well… I've got ways of changing your mood, beautiful. You know, I've heard that wearing clothes can actually increase your stress levels, especially when you are with someone you trust. Being naked is supposed to help with stress, trust me," you say coyly, slowly rubbing your hand down her neck and to the small of her back. "In fact, I can probably help release some of that tension right now with a nice massage if you'll let me." Her eyebrow raises higher and a big smile makes its way across her face. “Well I can't say no to a professional~” She slides out of your lap and tugs her shirt off before turning away to slowly pull her pants off, bending over so her rear is almost in your face. She reaches back and unhooks her bra, before slipping her panties off as well, leaving everything in a pile on the floor. “So, Doctor, what should I do now?~” For a moment, you just take her in. It had been a while since you’d seen her in her full glory, and it still enraptures you. "Well… First I'll need you to lie on the bed. Go ahead and lay down flat on your stomach for me and I'll work your magic." She rests her knee on the bed next to you before crawling up onto it behind you, carefully laying herself out, legs spread as her thighs are too big to be kept together. She pulls a pillow under her chest, crossing her arms around it in the process. Her breasts are left in the opening below her as so they're not crushed. She wiggles her butt at you, looking over her shoulder inquisitively. You can feel yourself grow aroused from the small show. You haven't owned clothes since you became hers, so her affects on you are painfully obvious. Regardless, you move so that you are positioned near her waist. first, you start with her shoulders. Using your thumbs and the heels of your palms work her soft and warm skin, periodically utilizing a bit more force to work in deeper. You move down to her back, circling around with your thumb and fingers, digging into her sides a bit as you go. "How does that feel? Better?" you ask as you begin to work your way down lower. Soon you reach the curve marking the beginning of the slope of her butt. You use all your fingers to stroke back and forth on her tailbone, just a little bit away from a more sensitive area. Biting her lip, she relaxes under your touch, sighing happily. She moans softly in approval, her body visibly softening. The lower you go, the more tantalizing her rear looks as it stands much higher than the rest of her body with how she's laying. Slowly, you move over so that you straddle her legs. you lean down, pushing your arms up against her back as you move, and put your lips to her ear, whispering: “I belong to you." A shiver runs down her body, starting at where your lips touch her ear as you nibble on her ear a bit before you move back down to her rear. Ever so slowly, you start to caress her ass cheeks with your hands. Working them so your thumbs move further towards her rim, slowly, moving in circles while pulling her cheeks apart and then bringing them together again in a sensual, rhythmic motion. "So tell me… What do you want next? An internal massage perhaps… Or something more… Traditional?" You inquire. She stretches her body out more, spreading her legs further. “Oh, I want everything you're willing to offer. Only depends on the limitations of your imagination, dollface~” With every close call to her small hole, the ring instinctively clenches to try and keep her soft innards protected. Seeing her hole wink at you, you can't hold back anymore. First, you take your thumbs on either side of her hole and insert them to drag her open ever so softly. Once you have stimulated her enough, you lean down and bury your face in her soft flesh, planting a kiss. A sharp gasp escapes her followed by a long, drawn-out, pleasured moan of approval. You move more passionately as you get into rhythm, using your tongue to work your way further into her. Her hands grip more tightly to the pillow beneath her, raising her rump higher in the air, urging you to go deeper. She bites into the pillow as her anal muscles cling onto your tongue, her body's thanks. You move your arms into the space created under her waist and start to stroke her sensitive lower lips. Having your arms wrapped around her also allows you to shove your head deeper into her wonderfully tight hole, your nose and face stretching her pucker out enough to allow your head some entre. You moan loudly into her as you feel yourself become fully erect, causing her innards to vibrate delightfully, eliciting a squeal from her. Feeling her small hole stretch to accompany you, her body goes into an unimaginably high state of arousal, her femme juices dripping down her nethers and onto your hands. She bites her lip, followed by a muffled giggling moan of happiness before a contraction inside of her quickly pulls you to your shoulders. The sudden movement even makes her body quiver in delight, her warm, tight confines pulling you in greedily but welcomingly. As you feel her pulling you inside, you can feel yourself wanting to give in. Your wonderful, warm, welcoming mistress is calling you home, and you want to do nothing but accept, but you steel yourself. After all, she deserves everything you can give to her too. As you slip in, you position your shoulders so that you still have access to her nethers with one hand. With your head buried in her ass but your arms free, you slip your fingers into her juicy, wet pussy. Her moans of encouragement double in volume. Soon though, your shoulders move through the sphincter suddenly. with enough force to rattle you and you’re certain to bring a spike of pleasure to her. You see this as your time to strike, and before the ring of flesh can reach too far down your arm, you finger her furiously, trying to bring her as much pleasure before you are forced to straighten out your arms. Slowly though, you feel yourself losing your grip as you move further into her bowels. Another sensation comes to you then though, as you can feel your member reaching close to her hips as you slide further in. Your face pressed against her welcoming flesh, you smile. She raises herself up further, now on her elbows. She lifts up to a sit, forcing you onto your knees below her. Your form can be seen protruding from her belly, her colon eagerly hugging you deeper. Her tongue lolls out of her mouth in pure ecstasy and feeling your hips get close she rearranges herself, reaching underneath her with her limited mobility. She bites her lip and slips your eager manhood into her quivering, wet nethers, eliciting a long, eager moan. You moan along with her into the flesh around you as you feel yourself enter her in another way. The feeling is electric. You can't move all that much from your position, but you try to do all that you can. squirming and bucking into her. She only gets louder as she begins to ride you as both a dildo and anal plug. You feel yourself rise up to the peaks of pleasure and you can't take it. You nibble into the flesh near your face. You shoot yourself into her, arching your back slightly as you do. You release wave after wave into her, riding on the storm of release as you slowly start to come down. She screams in utter bliss as she peaks, pushed over the edge by feeling you fill her nethers. With a few last bucks of her hips in her afterglow, she finishes with a satisfied sigh. She slides backward off of the bed so you are standing now, your feet on the floor. Utilizing gravity as she sits down onto you, your member slips free of her lower lips, causing all the juices to drip onto the floor. The mix of lubricants on your lap slides you in quicker, and before you realize, you're being bent into another curve in her body. Now only your feet are left sticking out. Her ring tightens around your ankles, not pulling you in any further. She smiles and lies back on the bed, cuddling up with your shape. As you feel yourself curl around her insides, you bask in the afterglow. You squirm against the wonderful walls of flesh surrounding you and feel her as she wraps her arms around you. You’re in utter bliss. Hearing her body around you, you feel yourself rubbing against her and notice that your feet are still trapped on the outside. She hasn't sealed you away completely yet, and that makes you wonder. Does she have more fun plans with me? The thought makes your flaccid member come to semi-attention once more, and you rub against her for stimulation, though only subtly due to exhaustion. "Did that help you feel better baby?" you ask as you nuzzle into the surrounding flesh and focus on the feeling of her hands rubbing you. She gives you a big squeeze--a bearhug had you been outside of her. She rubs her face into her belly, a huge smile on her, cheeks tinting red at the nickname. “Oh my God I've never felt better~ You're the best, you know that?” Sighing happily again, she lays on her side as if facing you in bed. She kisses the top of your head, hugging you closely again. It was apparent she had missed you but doesn't have the right words to vocalize how she feels so she simply keeps holding you, wanting to keep you as close as possible. You feel her holding you close, you feel yourself relax into her. Oh, how I'd missed this, the feeling of being so close and enraptured in someone else. It was amazing. After a few minutes of calm cuddling, she reaches behind her and tickles your feet. At first, you didn't know what the feeling was, but slowly, you came to the realization. You flex and wiggle your feet, trying to get away from the assaulting sensation. Involuntarily, you squirm away with your whole body, arching away, trying to drag your feet into the safety and comfort of her colon. You fail at this though, as you cannot force her tight hole to release its grip on your ankles. You let out that type of laugh that is only reserved for the forced giddiness you receive when someone tickles a sensitive area. "Ahahahahahahhhaahah, oh god, ahaha, stop, please stop, ahaha, I can't take it!" you yell out to your tormentor, still desperately trying to remove your soles from the aggressor. The tickles simply continue, until your squirms arouse her enough for her pucker to loosen its hold and you squirm in the rest of the way. She bursts out giggling and hugs you again. Not apologetically, as she didn't regret it, but content with herself. “So tell me what's been going on with you while I've been gone. What's gone through that cute head of yours?~” Finally released from the touch of her probing fingers, you settled yourself down and try to wipe the residual tenderness from the soles of your feet by wiping them along the fleshy walls, feeling the wrinkled flesh between your toes. You nuzzle yourself in deeper before answering her question. "Well, mostly I've been missing you, but that's for a few reasons. Things have been getting hectic. I'm feeling really wiped out, I felt myself longing to be away from it all, and I wanted to return to you, to be taken away from all the pain of it. But I knew you were busy dealing with your own troubles, which honestly made me want to be with you even more; to offer you comfort in some way, but it feels like the world just kept us apart." you say, feeling the sadness of it all creep back into your heart. She nods before realizing you can't see her and audibly responds. “I'm so sorry I’ve been gone. It sounds like we’ve both been needing the same thing.” She gently kisses your form again, adjusting a bit so you slide in another inch, wanting to be sure her pucker closes tightly behind you to keep you embraced in her warmth.“You're always welcome in my body, I will protect and hide you for as long or as little as you want. You're safe with me, little one~... “I severely missed your company, your touch, your taste, your... Well, you. I wish I could have been here more for you, and if you want to tell me anything specifically I'm all ears, and if not I'm perfectly happy with just being your comfy sleeping bag.” Hearing her speak those words, it was as if a bit of the weight on your shoulders had been lifted. you had ached to be back inside her, and now you are. Cut off from the pain of the world and swaddled in her caring embrace. "I'm so glad we're back together, baby. This is where I truly belong. You make me feel so safe and cared for. Thank you…” You say, and she smiles brightly, proud she can make you feel so comfortable and safe. “Now that you've made me feel better, is there anything you wanna tell me about what's going on? You know I'll always listen...or I could just start to work my way deeper into you and make you feel oh so good?” “I don't want to think about anything but you right now, dollface~... I'd say ‘you're so cute I'd eat you up’ but, hell, I've done that and the reverse and still want to do it again…” She laughs at the bad joke but sighs happily. “Feel free to explore, and if you want I can start taking your size away… I haven't eaten in a while, after all.” "I'd be happy to feed you, beautiful! Feel free to take some size from me. In the meantime, I want to reacquaint myself with my home sweet home. Feel free to enjoy me in any way you want to. I am here to please," you say, planting small kisses on your beautiful captor’s insides. Slowly, you start to drift to sleep into the sweet flesh surrounding you. She yawns, stretching as she sits up in bed. She looks down to only find a small lump in her belly, looking like a three-months expectant mother. You feel her gently pat your body before standing. Wobbling at first, she gains her balance and begins brushing her hair. “Sleep well my little belly baby?” Your eyes are blurry and you stretch yourself, but it doesn’t take long to realize where you are. You have woken here enough times to not be disoriented, but you don't think you’ll ever grow accustomed to the sheer bliss waking up inside this space gives you. You rub the sleep from your eyes and caress the flesh ahead of you, while still tightly clinging to you, you have enough space to move your limbs, like being in a tight sack. That's when you realize you must be in her stomach, and have obviously shrunk a little. "Good morning, baby… Or am I the baby here?" you ask, guessing how you look on the outside. "Mhhh I bet you look so amazingly sexy right now. What are your plans for the day? Do I get to tag along? ...For now, it looks like I’m going to be your baby, instead…” She giggles and puts her hair up in a ponytail. “It would be hard to exclude you from whatever I'm doing given your situation, love~ But today I'm just going to class. Yoga will be interesting... I wasn't very good at it, to begin with…” Your world shakes as she shimmies into her tight pants, sighing in annoyance when her shirt doesn't fit. Instead, she puts on a tank top that stops right above her belly, accentuating its roundness, if anything. “I've also got some projects I want to finish early…” She keeps mumbling about school things she needs to do when you feel her bend over again. She moans softly and you can feel through the layers of flesh something slip inside of her. Standing back up, it is apparent it isn't going anywhere and you can feel the firm lump against your side. You grow a giddy smile thinking about spending the day with her again. You missed the feeling of intimacy so much, and are sure your presence will make her day better too. Then, suddenly, you feel something hard pushing against you, squishing you further into her wonderfully soft flesh. "Uhh...baby? You seem to have a roommate. Care to explain?" You move your hand to start feeling the outline of the shape, wondering what it could be. She simply chuckles to herself and waddles out of her room to brush her teeth. “Oh, that's Big Boy, my big black buttplug. I just want to be sure you won't be coming out... Besides, it feels great in there~” She finishes her sentence with a soft moan before all either of you can hear is the sound of the electric toothbrush in her mouth. With the mystery of the foreign body solved, you can't help but chuckle. The idea that you would ever want to leave is almost laughable...almost. You still have times where you want to be in the outside world with her, but for now, you wouldn't trade your position for anything. After what sounds like a thorough brushing you can almost hear her gag and spit out the toothpaste, grumbling about hating mint. “Remember, if you ever need anything just ask. I'm sure it's bound to get boring in there eventually,” she adds in after swishing and spitting the water out of her mouth. You think about what she asked. What could you request to make your fleshy paradise even better? "Hmmm… Well, if there is any way you could get me something to occupy some time I'd love that. A book or tablet would be nice. Maybe I can see how Eka's has been doing, I haven't gotten a chance to go on recently. I bet the other members would be soooo jealous of me right now!" For the most part though, you only want up tightly inside of her, having the sweet pressure and tightness of her weight around you. “You may find it hard to keep a straight face, cuz I'll be naughty today," you warn, starting to jiggle her belly around by moving this way and that, pushing yourself out towards her navel and then over towards her newly inserted buttplug. She coos in approval of the movement, stomping down her stairs due to the added weight. She tilts her head back and opens her mouth, a bit of light shining down to you from the outside world as a phone in a plastic bag slides down her throat and lands in your lap. As the phones light illuminates your surroundings, you grasp hold of it and look up to the source of her voice. “Can't leave me out of the workout now, can you? Besides, you KNOW I won't be content to just let you do yoga in a room full of people without making you feel me, too. No one else will know I'm there, but you will most definitely, I will make sure you do. I'm sure you won't be able to resist tormenting me in kind," you say, already imagining her trying to keep a straight face while you churned the butterflies in her stomach. She rolls her eyes and closes the garage behind her, climbing into her tall car. “Also, the password is a pattern, just make an arrow facing up like a tree starting from the left side,” she adds in as she closes the door and starts the car. “Everyone close to me knows it anyhow, it's not much of a secret.” But that does make you wonder... You wonder how Eka's base would react to this. "Well… I'll bet a lot of them wouldn't believe it. Most would just assume the two of you are making it up. But with enough proof, they would probably get interested. maybe a little too interested. People on the internet can get pretty creepy when it comes to this kinda stuff. the kind of creepy that shows up on your doorstep.......now that you think about it more, you dunno if the two of you could trust this kind of thing to the interwebs." you slowly shake your head, ridding the bad thoughts from your head. "it doesn't matter anyway, the two of you have each other, that's all that matters. for now, I'm curious to see how the site has been." with that, you punch the code she gave me into the phone and start logging into your account. looking to the new artwork for inspiration for playtime with your predator She starts her car and starts driving, weaving her way through the spiral of a neighborhood. I must say I'm a little disappointed I don't have anything for my pussy for during today but I think it'll help me keep from being noticeable... Er, loud? Well, keep me from drawing attention..” She subconsciously strokes her belly as she waits to turn onto the main road. “By the way, last night was incredible~ I'm getting horny all over again just thinking about it. For being so talented and smart and handsome I'm always torn on whether to gawk at you or eat you since you're also so yummy~ My sweet little treat ~” Not a moment later a message appears on the phone, coming from discord, saying it is from her account. She messaged herself? "Oh, hearing you praise me like that gets me all hot and bothered," you reply. "Your little belly baby likes the attention. By the way, guess who forgot to log out of their discord app?" "You wonder if you'll be able to hold yourself in check while you whisper sweet, naughty things to you through your phone in class" "No one else would know that your sweet little lump is texting you while that boring old lecture is taking place. You'll have to hold yourself back while I take FULL advantage of the situation...are you prepared?" She giggles excitedly and once you open the message a nude picture of her with a big belly is revealed, while she is looking hungrily up at the camera. It was clearly you inside, as her hair looked similar to before you went in. Looking at the picture, you feel yourself get hot. The thought that that was you in there made you instantly hard, and you couldn't help but squirm a bit inside her as she moved to her class. “I bet you won't even be able to make me squirm~” She teases and pats her belly to shake you around. She gets her things and closes the car door, marking the sign she won't say anything out loud to you for a while. After a minute of you bouncing around from her walking, she drops her two large bags and you hear her greet her friends. Apparently one of them brought her girlfriend and everyone was having a huge laugh until the teacher scolded them for being loud during critiques. When you heard her talking to her friends, you can’t help but blush further. You talked a big game, but having people right there while you lay aroused and naked inside her makes you so embarrassed in the best way possible. Noticing that she had quieted down, you started to slowly rub yourself against the walls of the stomach surrounding you. Only a small amount at first, just enough to be mistaken as the normal motions of a baby kicking. Instead of her face turning red when blushing, she manages to push the warmth to her neck, turning a bright red, which is typically her sign of arousal. She simply smiles and continues chatting once the critique is over, and you feel the motions of her pulling and cutting at presumably tape. While being careful with the exacto knife in one hand, she places her other hand on her belly to rub the second smaller lump now pushing out, applying pressure with her fingertips to get you off. You feel a jolt run up your spine as she moves to rub your sensitive member. Her fingers shift the wrinkled flesh around you in ways that shouldn't be possible. She knows just how to get every inch of stimulation out of you. As you surrender yourself to her touch, your hesitation leaves you. You feel yourself grinding into her touch, pushing back on the flesh more adamantly to get yourself into her grasp better. you do, however, regain enough composure to not moan out, although you doubt anyone would hear you but her. You take handfuls of wrinkled flesh in your hands and start to do similar motions to your massage from earlier. Simultaneously, this makes the flesh around me grow tighter and leaves less space in her belly. You spread your legs apart, causing slightly more stimulation to her inner flesh. You stretch out your legs, which end up pushing down on her lower organs as well, but small enough that the shirt she is wearing should cover most of the movements you make. Although playing off as being highly interested in the conversation she's having, her smile broadens as she feels your intensity in wanting to get off. Abruptly another picture pops up on the phone--a lower shot looking up of her belly with one hand rubbing what you are pressing your crotch into. A faint bit of blurriness is notable from the motion coming from both parties around her hand on her belly. After you receive it you notice her hand begins moving faster. Oh jeez, you feel so good right now! You don't ever want this feeling to end. You see the picture and feel her speed up, but then, suddenly, someone speaks from the other side of your fleshy prison. “What are you doing?” You feel the motion stop for a moment and you feel a mix of emotions--frustration, yearning, fear--all crashing down on you as you lay there. You want to keep going, but you don't want to be discovered. You have no idea what to do, so you freeze. You feel her stand up, lifting her shirt to display her big belly to everyone as she continues pleasuring you. “This is my baby~” She announces your presence proudly, using her hand that was once holding an Exacto knife to rub the side of her belly. “He's in my belly and loves to get rubs.” The whole room goes quiet aside from the sounds of faint chairs rolling on tile. Terror seizes your heart. You’re petrified, your heart racing as if it wanted to leave your chest and flee. Before you know it, more hands are added onto her belly, rubbing and kneading your form. Someone else actually takes over for her hand, using two fingers to hotdog your member into the inner stomach wall and keep rubbing, trying to figure out what body part on the “baby” it is. Suddenly though, you feel more hands rubbing you than should be possible. So many people caressing your form and making you feel incredible. You don't understand… This isn't what you expected. However, as soon as you feel someone sandwich your member into the slick flesh, you realize something. You don't care. The rapture of the moment is so amazing that you feel yourself going limp. Her body supports you, along with the multitude of hands, making you feel like I'm floating. You give into the rolling tides of flesh and surrender your pleasure. the flesh finds its way into every nook and cranny of your body with the help of the probing hands. Your face, your arms, your legs, everything exposed to the world is assaulted by the sea of pleasure. You can't take it. Soon, without realizing it, you let out the largest orgasm of your life. You pump into her with such power that you feel like you might go blind. You can’t move, but the rubbing doesn't stop, you continue to be swept away by the sea of pulsating flesh. Feeling you go entirely limp, she giggles to herself as the many classmates coo and smile at the belly they are playing with. The one who had control of your manhood simply, sadly, lets out an "aww" as she can't feel the extra lump anymore now that you've peaked. Understanding the cue, she lets the crowd caress her belly for another few minutes until she's almost positive you're either asleep or in a coma. Then she smiles and calmly says: “The baby needs to sleep~” By that time the class was over, and she picks up her bags and leaves class before anyone else does. She hums a song that's been stuck in her head, as though the entire last hour hadn't happened and there was a living person inside of her belly along with his own semen. Yawning simply again, she goes in search of caffeine. You feel… not real. It’s hard to describe, but in that moment you are aware of your surroundings, but not awake. Like the moment right before you get up in the morning stretched impossibly long. You content yourself with nuzzling into the surrounding flesh and enjoying the hum of your caretaker. [sell=10,1][/sell]
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