Everyone had a bag like that - a big plastic pumpkin with a funny or scary face painted on it, where you put candy during the holiday. And all the pumpkins have different fillings...

Glp... Glp... Gulp...
repeating sounds can be heard in the silence, as if someone is trying to drink in large gulps.
Nami pushed her head further into her throat with effort, leaving only two pale palms sticking out of her mouth, clenched into a fist. She needs a break before she swallows her prey completely. Her already short dress, reminiscent of a pumpkin, stretched over her swollen belly, exposing her underwear and juicy thighs. She feels how the prey squirms in her stomach, how it wiggles its restless ass, how it spreads its legs, stretching her delicate skin almost to the point of unsightly stretch marks, how the prey's moans barely break through the thickness of her stomach.

A glorious night feast of one big delicious candy~

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