*Custom Request* After a long day at work, I am ready to relax. My stomach is still stuffed with countless tiny men who have been slowly digesting over the past couple of days. I flop down on the couch and unbutton my pants, releasing some pressure and allowing a bit of wiggle room for those poor, cramped men. Their desperate struggle inside my tight stomach makes me burp. I rub and squeeze my puffy belly, enjoying their terror. Despite being so stu...
*Custom Request* After a long day at work, I am ready to relax. My stomach is still stuffed with countless tiny men who have been slowly digesting over the past couple of days. I flop down on the couch and unbutton my pants, releasing some pressure and allowing a bit of wiggle room for those poor, cramped men. Their desperate struggle inside my tight stomach makes me burp. I rub and squeeze my puffy belly, enjoying their terror. Despite being so stuffed, I think I could fit in one more tiny man. The idea of another body being added to the already cramped space terrifies the tiny men already in my stomach. It would only extend the horrible digestion process for them. While I tease my digesting meals, I spot a lone, 6-inch man watching me. I am overwhelmed with excitement and snatch him up. He struggles against my strong grip but cannot escape. He confesses that he saw everything. He knows what I did to all his friends, and he doesn't want it to happen to him too. I try to comfort him, saying he will be reunited with them all very soon. The men in my stomach hear this exchange and begin to panic. In the midst of their hysteria, they begin shoving the last tiny man I ate deeper down into the pit of my stomach and into my intestines, effectively and unintentionally making room for this new pleading snack. Knowing that there is no way to appease my hunger, he begins begging for his life. He offers up his own tiny man. A miniscule pet that he loves dearly. I am surprised by how cute and small his little pet is and accepts his bargain. If he allows me to eat his pet, I will spare him. With one gulp, the itty-bitty man is gone. Pure dread washes over the 6-inch man as I inform him that his pet was simply not enough to fill me and that I need more. He gave his best efforts to please me, but I am still going to eat him. Once again, he begs and begs, hoping I will spare him, but I am unrelenting. I grow hungrier with each passing moment. The puny man breaks down and admits he knows of one last tiny man that resides in my house. His best friend. I am shocked! I can't believe I haven't discovered him yet. Defeated, yet hopefully he will survive my ravenous hunger, he leads me to where his best friend is hiding. I pluck his friend up with delight. I tell him to say goodbye to his best friend that he betrayed and sentenced a cruel, cramped digestion. Without holding back, I swallow him whole. Savoring the added heft of my bulging belly. I turn to the remaining tiny man with a wicked smile on my lips. In spite of all his efforts to remain alive, I am still going to devour him. He gave everything he had. His pet, his best friend, his decency. All of it was given up in vain. I can't help myself. I have to greedily consume all the tiny men I find. I don't give the last tiny man a chance to regret or feel remorse before I slurp him down.
