The massive hunger of Night had consumed the entire team including its coach. Now all that was of the Newberry Jotuns were the contents that currently boiled, bubbled, and churched within the cauldron that was Nights gut. What little would be left would inevitably find its way down her snaking bowels as it found its way down into her labyrinthine body. Indeed, nothing would remain but the memory of the team.

NIght, now quite content with her meal and all the sex, decided now would be a good time to snooze. Using her own bloated girth as a bed, Night rested upon it and cuddled up onto her own breasts and arms for a pillow. Had the team survived somehow, they would no doubt find the experience shrinking their already nonexistant air and space to virtually nothing as the combined weight of Nights own body, her belly, and the floor below turned the space into a very compact ball.

The sleeping goddess dozed off, pleased with her meal and the fun she had. She rarely got to experience fun like this that often. Oh well, perhaps she will luck out again and have such fun. Having so many young men at her body made her feel young, and devouring them reminding her of her own first voracious encounters. Pleasant dreams no doubt will follow this goddess into her sleep. A slumber that will last quite a few hours into the night and morning...

((END OF PART 10))

(One more after this.))

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