Insatiable, unquenchable, and quite frankly a little spooky. She/her, 18+, minors DNI. Asks and DMs open.
Anonymous asked:
Could you please eat me? I know I'll never get out again and that's ok. Becoming fat sounds kinda bliss... Just if you want to, be gentle ~
I certainly wouldn’t mind doing the honors! It’s always quite flattering to know some want to be pudge on my figure.
Anonymous asked:
How would you tease your prey?
There’s all kinds of ways. Squishing and smothering them, licking them all over to savor their flavor, telling them how they’re going to be part of my fat belly. One way I’ve been liking recently, though, is the idea of a sort of long chase. Every time I capture my prey, I play with and tease them and swallow them a little bit more, before letting them go and letting the chase resumes. First time, I swallow them to their ankles… second time they get caught, to their knees… third time they get caught, to their waist… and every chase, they get more and more exhausted, and yet more and more frightened, especially when they know that the next time I catch them, they’ll be going down my gullet completely. I’d love to do something like that.
Anonymous asked:
What’s it like to be one of your meals?
How am I supposed to know? I’ve never been inside of my own belly. If you’re really that curious, there’s only one way to find out…
Anonymous asked:
What’s the quickest way to become one of your meals?
Simply be alone around me, somewhere nobody else is looking. I can take care of the rest.
Anonymous asked:
Would you say your gut is always sort of pudgy? Also could you eat me and parade that pudge around a bit?
Sort of? My tummy is super soft and chubby, and Im always happy to show it off after gurgling someone down.
hanako-simp347 asked:
Have you ever tried to eat prey bigger than you?
There’s not too many people bigger than me! But I did once gobble up one of my professors who was over 6’ and 450 lbs… goodness, I couldn’t move for at least a couple of weeks afterwards!
If you’re ever around me, just know that my belly is going to be growling and I’m going to be distracted fantasizing about feeling you curled up tight inside. Maybe drooling a bit. Don’t worry, it’s nothing personal, that’s just how I am with, like… everybody.
Anonymous asked:
Not sure if this is too bashful of an ask, but could you eat me? You just seem so cute and soft. I want to be part of that soft 👉👈
Of course! I’d be happy to swallow down any of my yummy little followers.
Anonymous asked:
How do you feel about disposal?
It’s okay. Not my favorite thing in the world, but fine in moderation.
Anonymous asked:
Could you describe the digestion process you go through once you're done teasing your prey?
It pretty much renders me useless for days at least! Carrying around an entire person is absolutely exhausting, especially when they’re actively squirming and struggling, so I’m only really able to waddle around if I’m bracing myself against a wall, and even then only for a few minutes. I usually spend all my time in my apartment, teasing and playing with my gurgling belly in bed or in the bathtub, sloshing it around in the mirror or taking pictures of it, squishing it against walls or my mattress, really working them down. Prey usually stops moving after anywhere from 2-5 days, and it’s a week before I can walk without assistance. After two weeks I can walk easily and by three I’m basically back to normal, albeit fatter. I love how sloshy and squishy my tummy gets at this stage. By a month they’re completely processed.
Imagine dating a predator. Looking at that belly knowing entire people were processed in that unbelievably powerful body. Taking big handfuls of their fat knowing lives have been dedicated to making it bigger, softer. Teasing them about tasty people in public and watching as they get hungrier, blushier, needier. Resting your head on their belly all night long as they gurgle their latest meal. Wondering, deep down, whether you might one day take the plunge and add to that very figure you so adore.
gastronomicgeekgirl