Vore

You’re probably wondering ” how did I get here, and who are you?” I am that hooker you picked up last night. You asked if I swallowed , which I replied ” yes of course.. it’s my favorite thing “. I got in your car, ch0ked you out, tas3red you, dumped off your car and now here we are at My place. Oh – and I am not a prostitute. I’m a predator. I walk the streets at night, because I am hungry. So I wait on the corner with all the other hookers, dressed up like a floozy. I know how moronic you men can be, especially when you’re horny. It’s easy fooling you boys with my mini skirts and cleavage tops. I have a voracious appetite for men. I love how you feel going down my throat and into my stomach. I plan to shrink you down, place you into a little capsule so that I can easily store you with all the others until I am ready to devour you. Actually- I’m really hungry, watch as I eat last weeks catch, eventually this is what will happen to you. Watch me slowly crunch and chew each capsule filled with tiny little men. Mmmm Stuart was quite crunchy , and Lamont was delicious – he tasted like chocolate and Barry tastes like cheap cologne, But YOU – you look the most delicious out of them all. I’ll save you for last so I can take my time to enjoy every bite. You’ll end up in my belly where it’s nice and warm… and full. I’m starving .