After eating tiny after tiny and stuffing myself full, I have one last tiny remaining. Can I even fit it in? I rub my belly and moan as the tinies I've eaten put up whatever resistance they can manage from inside my stomach. All their wriggling is making me awfully gassy and I burp a lot, trying to get my stomach to feel more comfortable. I try shaking my body a bit, particularly my ass, to get everything moving around. I even put the last tiny in my panties as I twerk a bit, trying to lessen the pressure in my tummy. I eventually feel enough space in my stomach so I prepare to swallow the ...

After eating tiny after tiny and stuffing myself full, I have one last tiny remaining. Can I even fit it in? I rub my belly and moan as the tinies I've eaten put up whatever resistance they can manage from inside my stomach. All their wriggling is making me awfully gassy and I burp a lot, trying to get my stomach to feel more comfortable. I try shaking my body a bit, particularly my ass, to get everything moving around. I even put the last tiny in my panties as I twerk a bit, trying to lessen the pressure in my tummy. I eventually feel enough space in my stomach so I prepare to swallow the last tiny of the day. Maybe I shouldn't have stuffed myself so full, but tinies are just so delicious I can hardly help myself. As a giantess, they are my favorite meal after all!