A satisfied belch escapes Porter Geiss as he floats a few feet off the ground, his boofriend Holt Hyde’s squirming starting to die down as his digestion kicked in, drowning out Holt’s melodic moans with gurgling. The ghost boy smiles and rubs his sagging belly as he feels Holt pass out and become little more than Poltergeist food... at least until he reforms that is

Art by  CathyMouse2010
Color by me

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