Thrall was walking home from a party, a girl from her Psychology class struggling inside her stomach. She smiled and stroked her belly, pressing her fingers down and feeling the girl digesting within.
From the shadows a woman approached, pressing Thrall against a wall with her body, pushing against her stomach.

“You’ve gotten quite good at this,” Sybil said, running a finger down her cheek. “Have you been enjoying my gift?”

Thrall nodded, feeling the witches body put more and more pressure on her stomach. Sybil dragged a nail across Thrall’s chest. Thrall’s tits expanded, pushing out and stretching the shirt. She moaned as she felt her body pressed harder against the witches.

“I’ve increased your capabilities. You can now store larger amounts of victims in your stomach. You also can utilize your breasts and-“ the witch reached under the girl’s stomach, pressing her fingers against her clit, “other assets.”

“Thank you, m-m-Master,” Thrall said between moans.

Sybil smiled and kissed the girl on the lips gently, and then locked eyes with her. “Do not forget. This will end with you inside my stomach.”

Thrall gulped but nodded. The witch turned away, disappearing into the shadows.

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