I'm so aware of my tummy, I'm high and I've eaten 2 sandwiches, 2 sodas, and I'm making another honey banana sandwich. My throat wants it so bad. My lips are almost burning, wanting to open real wide, so I could swallow something big. I want the trip of eating something alive, to suffocate it with my ever hungry belly. I'd be the last it ever felt. All around it. But no. I'm too used to being a vegetarian. I'll start with a huge tomato! One just picked from the tree... I walk around the garden and pick the reddest, firmest, biggest one. One oh so juicy. I pick it right off the branch. I sit on my butt, right on the floor, my legs splayed comfortably. I pick up the tomato and stare it down. Maybe it's scared of me, yeah, lol, real scared of me.
 
I open my mouth real big, almost not big enough, but I get my lips all around it, I can't close them around it yet, I'm not sure how I'm gone get it down, I have to be careful not to burst it. I'll have to gently push it down my throat with one hand. Could I possibly push it all the way down to my stomach with my hand? Can I reach that far into me? Oh I have to try. Right now.
 
I run my fingers over the tomato halfway in my mouth, trying to push it down, but it's too hard. �mmmmm!� I try to swallow down real hard to see it if budges. It doesn't... I'm too into it to stop, I have to get it down. I push and gulp at the same time, �ahhhhh yeahhhhh!� my throat feels so good starting to stretch around that plump tomato. With my other hand I grope my neck line up to my jaw, I can feel the round monster tomato stretching my throat thin from the inside. Gee! Another power gulp, more pushing and my whole hand slides into my mouth. Another push and gulp and I'm down to my forearm!�Oh oh oh oh gosh........� I think it, I can't say it, my mouth is too full, lol. I'm pushing it all the way down! One more and I'm elbow deep into my own throat! I pull my hand out, gingerly fondling my belly, there's a huge lump where the tomato is. I want more! So much more...
 
Screw this veggie thing! I want a turkey! It's almost thanks giving, maybe I'll celebrate a little early. =D I rub my tomato in his new and final home. I can feel my stomach walls around it. Tee hee.
I'm gonna go looking for a live turkey! I drive off into the the country, looking for an old farm where somebody would raise a few to sell. Aha! There they are! Every innocent one of them. They gobble around, oblivious to my predatory intentions. I eye them all looking for a real fat one. The big fat 'alpha male' of the flock looks delicious. I get closer to him, and lure him to me with a handful of corn, the others come investigate me too, but I wait till he gets real close to me before grabbing him by his long neck and stuffing him head first into my mouth. Ugh, it tastes fowl. [pun not intended] but I want it in my tummy.
 
The poor thing struggles, tickling my throat when it tries to squirm. Is it sadist of me that I almost burst out laughing at his struggling suffering? I keep on pushing, the neck was so long that the head got to my stomach surprisingly fast, I wonder if it can feel the tomato. I certainly can feel it shifting aside as I push a little more of the beast. Its feathers getting stuck on my teeth are so irritating, some falling falling on the ground around me. I push real hard and get my now aching lips around the torso, yes, just a little more and I can almost reach the legs with my lips, just one more and the feet are sticking out of my mouth, but I can close my lips. I have to power gulp the rest of it down because my hand can't get a good enough gripp. Oh, my eyes wide when I tries to fight in there. Oh man, my stomach acids must be drowning it. ha. Oh me.
 
The stretching feels of so good. My bulging belly popped out the buttons of my shirt. I moan out quietly when I touch my tender, stretched out belly skin. I know I have to get home, but it's so hard to move, my skin is all reddish with irritation, it looks so ans satisfying, I can see shapes in there.
No, I have to get home, if someone see me here with feathers sticking out of my mouth and a tummy the size of a beach ball, it'll be suspicious to say the least. I painfully squeeze my way into the car and get myself home. I sleep like a baby tonight. I'm oh so satisfied. Burp.