Who are these tiny guys in my clothes? Where did they come from? WTF?
Is it a coincidence that gases are forming in my stomach right now and I need to release them? I will use this bastards for my fetish fantasy. They are standing in front of me, mounted in my car, unable to escape, unable to do anything. Just me, them and MY SCENT.
I'm driving fast in my car, drinking a soda and burping right at these idiots. Every burp I make gasses them more and more. They absorb my burps one by one. I can't resist and burp harder and more intensely.
When I finish, I feel hungry, I would ...

Who are these tiny guys in my clothes? Where did they come from? WTF?
Is it a coincidence that gases are forming in my stomach right now and I need to release them? I will use this bastards for my fetish fantasy. They are standing in front of me, mounted in my car, unable to escape, unable to do anything. Just me, them and MY SCENT.
I'm driving fast in my car, drinking a soda and burping right at these idiots. Every burp I make gasses them more and more. They absorb my burps one by one. I can't resist and burp harder and more intensely.
When I finish, I feel hungry, I would like to eat something, but there is no store or gas station nearby. Hmmmm, what should I eat here, or WHO? They are looking tasty, I stop in the perfect place to eat. One by one I put them on my tongue and lead them straight to my throat and from there to my stomach. Each of them tastes different, the most important thing is that I am no longer hungry or thirsty and MY DIRTY FANTASIES HAVE BEEN SATISFIED!