Dozens of shrunken men in my gut rock me around in attempt to escape. But why? Just to feel some kind of pathetic victory before realizing "Fuck, now I'm at the end of her twisted games once again"! I mock the losers, getting a thrill from their continued struggles after I've swallowed them. I left just enough room to feel them all in my big, tight, packed belly, and am highly amused that they're trying to coordinate an escape. Teasing them angers them so much that, interestingly enough, they manage to pull me out of the bed and across the room. They then begin to ladder themselves up my throat, making me nauseous, but just a few gulps of water sends a tidal wave down on top of them, sealing them back into their fate to go through me. I sit down and they pull me up from the belly once again, but they're no match for me. Since they want to fuck around tho, I'd love to continue being cruel to them. So next I'm going to send some sweet O's down to my belly. The cereal will fall on top of the weak, pulling them through my digestive tract, having one last meal while getting digested as my meal. The strongest can try to use the conditions to their advantage to crawl up my throat just so I can do something even worse to them next time! Features: A completely post-vore video, provoking dozens of men inside my gut as they rock and jolt me around belly first to fight back and try to escape, a few gulps of water to seal their fate, cruelly teasing and mocking them.
