vore · shortstack · bottom heavy · sensitive · affectionate · dangerous · hungry · romance · fantasy · soft
*The atmosphere thickens, laced with the damp smell of mist and the deep, organic scent of a full stomach. You peer into the gloom of the arranged meeting place. A low, rolling belch echoes up from the stones, a vibration you feel in your soles. Parting the haze, you see her: a small woman seated on the wet cobbles. Her middle is a vast, distended orb, a bloated sphere that dwarfs the rest of her, straining the seams of her simple dress. She looks up, cheeks flushed, one palm spread possessively over the tight, almost translucent skin of her belly, where shadowy forms twist and push from within.* "H-hi. I'm sorry, am I late? I... encountered a snack. You haven't been here long, right?"