Made by her, for her

Angie is back from training, her belly needs food. In her laboratory, she created many items personalized to her needs. She immediately needs someone to feed and enlarge his tummy.

Project 1 Angie swallows HER and starts having…hiccups, IT WASN’T IT! Oh, you didn’t do a good job, you’re going to the dumpster, which means I’ll turn you into my cookie.

project 2, I don’t feel anything, I’m waiting for your action, hello, are you there? nothing happens, you end up in my gut and turn into a cookie.

object 3 ah, you are my last chance, I’m taking you to a more intimate place, my bedroom is fine.

SUCCESS! Angie’s belly is full, full and bloated, she got what she wanted. It is and does its job. The subject asks Angie when this will end, when will he be able to return to the “surface”?

You will never leave my belly. Angie wouldn’t let him go, he’s done his job, she won’t need him anymore, you’ll end up like the others, but I’ll remember you fondly.