#slime vore

i guess this is why you shouldn't keep random slime at home!

So I guess in celebration here's a handful of more thoughts on the matter that make me feel a little...

I blame it on my like, passive exhibition thing I've got going on but something that always gets me going is the thought of carrying a slime all heavy in your tummy while out and about. Running arounds and going about your day, pleasantly full and swollen with a slime that you just couldn't pass up on gulping down beforehand.

The urge had just been too strong!! It had been sitting there, so cute and sweet and practically begging to be eaten, to slide down your throat and unite with it's new home right inside your stomach to be held captive and slowly digested.

So now here you were, out in public, where anyone could see you and yet be none the wiser on just why your shirt is stretched over a rounded gut, clearly a size or two too small for how big you were.

What would they think? Perhaps you were pregnant, and had been too stubborn to size up or swap to maternity wear just yet? Or maybe it was a weight gain in denial, clinging to whatever clothes in your wardrobe that remained, insistent that they still fit good as new.

Little did they know what was really going on in there, hm? Happily gurgling away, leaving you oh so very stretched full but still so soft.

Goodness even just imagining that, being rounded out to your limits but your hand still sinks in like you're made of dough. I wouldn't hardly be able to stop touching myself, kneading at my own belly as if I were some kind of stress ball, which I may as well have been at that point. Such a difficult task to keep my curious, needy hands away from my own expanse while others could possibly see, not wanting to humiliate myself when it's already obvious that I overly enjoy every little movement and touch against me.

The only other thing that could blow this ruse besides myself would be the slime within me, maybe growing restless from the lack of touching or perhaps too much of it. Moving and twisting and making my stomach groan and gurgle and shift unnaturally, so obvious that something deeper is at play here.

Some slimes are more twitchy and active than others, I wouldn't have thought twice to watch how it had acted before cramming it into my mouth in the first place, just so desperate to try and fill myself with it that I didn't even bother. That could certainly get me into plenty of trouble, don't you think?