I spend a lot of time trying to shove bigger longer things down my throat, I started with olives, then ice cubes, which were awesome, because I could feel them melting all the way down, through my chest into my stomach. Then I got to hot dogs, toothbrushes, when I finally got a whole hot dog up and down and no gags, I switched to superdogs, oh yes, Super. Dogs. Thicker longer better. I could force them down till I could feel them on the outside with my other hand, it's almost like a really bad sore throat feeling, but it's extremely sexual, makes my mind stop and become static. That tight feeling of the walls of my throat stretching more than turns me on. On a side note I can now deepthroat rather well, which is quite a lovely feeling to let my husband's bigger than average cock stretch my throat, it's also funny that I can drink water much more efficiently after he's stretched it out to its limits.
 
I'm now wondering if I should go to a pet store and buy a live pinkie... my my, how would I feel gulfing down a live animal. I've heard a lot about the power trip that I'd get from it, but how do I know what I'll feel? I'm so excited and scared at the same time. I was a vegetarian for most of my life, so naturally, eating a live animal is a huge deal to me. Knowing that that cute little naked baby mouse is drowning in my stomach acids. Lol.
 
I've also been experimenting a lot with how much I can eat at one time. I've got it so stretched that I have to pop my jeans open and push up my shirt, cause my tummy's so tight and full that it just has to be out in the open. My tight, supple skin stretching pleasantly makes me just crave rubbing it with lotion, my round, satisfied, bloated, happy tummy laying on my thighs when I sit, simply a perfect feeling. How could any girl not live for this feeling, my skin stretching more and more, pulling further and further and I gulp more and more. My abdominal muscles protesting painfully, closer to my hip bones is where it hurts most, almost unbearable to the touch, but in the middle, like she radius of a soccer ball around my belly button, that's where it's too delicious to resist rubbing. My warm skin just begged to have creamy lotion rubbed so much my skin drinks it up. My husband grabbed, fondled and groped my already tender skin. Oh it's painful, tingly, almost burning, but I know my skin can take more, I've been pregnant before (as I've mentioned), and I know my belly can hold so much more, but my stomach's just protesting to its limits... I'll have to train my tummy to stretch that far.