A continuation of the previous BDSM+vore combo. Also, can always use more thick. Writing by  hibbyjibby

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"Ohh, this is so embarrassing...! I'm loving it but, should I really?" thought the female Tsareena, her movements doing little to disguise her arousal as she walked. Even when forced to walk tippy-toed in her ballet heels, it was more enticement and excitement that caused her to occasionally pause and slow down, only to be tugged firmly forward whenever she did. Her arms were bound behind her tightly, restrained and unable to break them free as her master dragged her by the leash attached to her collar, an obvious reminder of her current bondage and servitude. Her master got the humiliating, and erotic idea to take her for a walk around the town, partially to show off their catch to others, but mostly and most certainly to remind her of her place as their pet and toy. She objected little to this, not like it would matter if she had bothered to speak up; the thought of being touted as a trophy appealed to her masochistic tendencies as well. Her thoughts were interrupted for a moment, her bouncing gut the size of a large ball being quite audible, quite noticeable with all the sloshing and gurgling within it.


"Guh, my breasts and ass jiggle so much...That guy really packed the pounds onto me, didn't he?" she thought to herself, referring to the events from earlier in the day that she recalled in great detail. She smiled as she looked down at herself, her melon-sized breasts now even larger than before. Her last meal, some guy whom she hadn't bothered to even learn the name of, and who quite clearly was mid-way in being used up and absorbed by her round, shiny belly, had already added massively to her rubbery figure, her breasts each growing to the size of her head, her ass cheeks larger and fuller than even ripe watermelons at this point. Her body did quite the amazing job of digesting him she figured, noting the massive increase in her body's already numerous curves and love handles from before. This belief was reinforced by the fairly loud, varied churning of this very gut of hers, no doubt having been a prison this poor sod had no chance of surviving inside of. As she continued to click-clack a few feet behind her master, eyes absentmindedly gazing at the sidewalk, her attention temporarily returned to focusing on her surroundings. To both her relief and disappointment, few people were out at this time of night. But of course, the few that were out could scarcely take their own eyes and attention off of her. It's not every day you see a plus-sized Tsareena, strapped into leather-n-latex bondage and mid-way digesting her last meal noisily while being dragged by a leash out at night, after all.


Before long, her thoughts returned to the topic at hand, even if her still occasionally stumbling, pausing motions and groaning tummy continued. "Well, serves him right. How does that quote go, the strong eat the weak?" the rubber Tsareena thought to herself, ignoring the light, audible gasps and silent stares still aimed at her. Her master neared a corner, and as she turned it to follow, she looked back behind her, before offering a wink to her onlookers, having enjoyed the copious amount of attention she got. "Haha, oh my. Looks like I have quite the few fans now~ They look sooo jealous~! I would be too if I saw this at night~" she thought to herself, indulging in the atmosphere. Embarrassment, humiliation, erotica; these traits all mixed together into one sensual cocktail, a feeling she relished as she continued to follow her master. The night grew late, and whoever it was that held her leash decided it would be best to retire soon.


She obediently followed, as she too felt it would be best to rest and relax now. Her body could use it, what with still not quite fully done with her last meal, the evidence of his currently soupy existence being something she fervently wanted to take in and use up, to guarantee his entire form and body were entirely hers. "Hmm, that guy from earlier put up quite the resistance. I do like it when they struggle and squirm, and he sure did a lot of both~ Would he be pleased with how he looks as being a part of my body, now that he's made me so round and sexy? Of course! Those people clearly were~" this female Tsareena thought to herself, smiling and sighing happily to herself, her naughty bits jiggling and jostling as she and her master approached the entrance to their abode. "What guy would turn down being a part of a cute, beautiful girl's breasts and rear, hmm? I wonder if master has any more ideas in store that'll me find the answer to these questions...~".

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