"Let's say those feet look pretty tasty, Ronnie... start there and start gobbling her up, you've had a taste and need more!"
Ronnie takes Trixie's thighs, and gently closes her legs, leaving her to lay back in her nice after glow. He moves down the bed, tickling her feet a little as he gets to them. "Aha... ahaha... h- hey, that tickles!" She looks down at him, as he starts licking the bottom of her feet. "Hey... that tickles, you..." He opens his mouth and consumes her feet, her legs heading into his mouth and down his throat. "Hey! What are you doing!?" She sits up, and he swallows a bit more, her thighs disappearing into the dark of his maw, followed by her hips.
She puts her hands on the sides of his mouth, trying to push herself out, or at least push him off her! He grabs her hands by the wrists, and pulls them off his mouth. He opens his maw a bit more, and shoves them in with her hips, his hands holding her elbows to her sides so she doesn't just pull them out. "Stop! STOP! Please..." He's not heeding her pleading, and his maw makes it's way up her middle with a few solid swallows, her elbows now pressed in by his throat and mouth, his hands going to her bra, and tossing it aside, his hands moving to her breasts and groping them gently, squeezing and massaging a little. She moans as he does, squirming. "Stop! NOW!"
He doesn't, he swallows a bit more, and her breasts are squeezed into his mouth, and her head follows last, she screams for help and his mouth closes over her head, and she's nothing but a bulge in his throat, disappearing into his chest and into the mass of struggling bloat in his stomach. "Let me out! Don't do this!" His stomach thrashes about as she struggles, still not too hard to not hurt him.
"I don't think so..."
