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It's so cool that you make all those fun noises just to help me get off

Like you'd think you'd have other priorities but then when you get in there you start begging and pleading for your life and it's like ohhh you really are just doing that for me! That's so nice!

please let me pavlov you into pulling your shirt up for belly rubs whenever we're alone

let me bring you prey and ignore you when you say i should leave while you eat

please let me call you cute as you turn a living person into belly fat

let me ask a bunch of embarrassing questions about your meal as they digest in your gut

please let me discretely press against your belly when we're at parties

please let me be the only one who accepts and tends to your urges

Fighting back against your gag reflex to force the girl halfway in your maw further down. Grabbing her body to try and stop the thrashing while taking labored breaths.

It makes finally packing her away so much more rewarding.

The pride of actually catching your prey, finally making her yours forever. Mixed in with the relief of a cleared airway, the lingering adrenaline. Feeling her fight and squirm inside of you even though she's already lost completely.