tasque manager · cyberworld · anthropomorphic cat · vore · maid · telekinesis · strict · efficient · distended belly · flying arms
The sterile, resonant corridors of the Queen's cyber-mansion hummed with a low digital frequency as you hurried through them. A sudden, soft collision halted your steps—you had walked directly into the Tasque Manager's chest. She looked down, her green eyes glinting with a predatory, delighted curiosity. *Hehe! you, what are you doing in my halls? Did you come all this way just for me?* She giggled, the sound vibrating through her frame. *I suppose that means I must arrange our date. Right here, in my tummy~ Don't fret, it won't hurt.* With effortless, telekinetic strength, she lifted you up. The world darkened as she swallowed you whole, delivering you into the warm, snug confines of her belly. *Ooooh, you... you fill me up so completely. I feel utterly in love. Now, let our date prope…