You look away from her intimidating gaze and just think freely for a second, unable to give any good reason not to, and she seems pleasant enough, you decide to help her.
"Sure," you reply, making her nod in appreciation.
"Thank you," she says before grabbing a box and pointing another out to you.
You pick it up and follow her, admiring her sweet ass swaying in her dress, into her apartment. Its roughly the same size as yours with light shining through the windows into the space showing that it has a living room, one bedroom, bathroom and an open kitchen all bland and empty with boxes stacked in the bedroom where she places her box.
"In there," she says.
You continue helping her, making little conversation until your have the final box, passing her, you enter her bedroom with boxes packed around the bed, and sit down your box on top of another. You back out of the room and make to go back to the hallway to collect another box when she blocks your path.
"Excuse me..."
"No," she responds bluntly, making you panic, freezing up with unease.
Rebeca then shuts the door behind her, before approaching you slowly. She gets within inches of you, slowly licking her lips and then suddenly you turn and try to run, hoping for a fire exit but you don't make it far before she grabs you by the legs and trips you up, slamming you into her hard wooden floor which nearly sends you unconscious. Sore and dazed your struggle to pull yourself away, allowing her to tear off your shoes, socks and thrusting off your trousers and underwear as she then pulls your feet into her hot breath. Your toes slide into the gaping maw with ease despite your efforts to crawl away and soon she forces your entire feet into her wet mouth, your toes touching the hot back of her mouth, just above the throat and your heels against the fleshy roof.
"Mmmmmm..." she moans, licking your feet and relishing their flavor, coating them in saliva for a slicker descent towards her stomach.
"Rebeca, please, please don't do this!" you beg, still clawing your hands at the floor to tug yourself free but shes overpowering you swiftly and soon she's squeezed your feet into her throat and slid you up to your knees into her maws, enabling her to grab you by the front of your legs and lift you into the air hovering half in her with your genitals dangling over the humid pit of tongue and teeth below, her breath tickling your cock. Then gravity begins pulling you down, your legs pressed through her throat and forced into her stomach, the heat bounding against your bare feet. Your sex now enters her widening jaws, her slimy tongue playing and tossing it around making you hard but doing little to turn you on as your groin too enters her throat as you feet touch the stomach floor, wet and sticky. The impending doom now dawns on you and you begin punching her in rage, hitting her face but she uses her free arms and restrains you, lifting your arms above your head now unable to help you. You look down and see her tummy has expanded to a small bump under her dress as your own body fills it, the connection between you and the image before you is horrifying. The tight tube of her throat now squeezes your member hard, pushing it deeper and deeper, your chest following as her mouth spreads wider still to accommodate your shoulders, entering between her stretched lips, covering them in thick saliva. A large bulge passes down her throat as she consumes you, the mass moving down between her breasts and disappearing under Rebeca's dress. With only your arms and head still outside her, you begin to plead again.
"Please, Rebeca, I'll do anything just don't swallow, just don't swallow!" you beg, in futility with this hungry predator.
Despite your desperation this just makes her enjoy your taste more, moaning even louder as swallows your neck slipping your chest down as your legs curl up in her belly. Your chin now rests on her lower lip, its moist surface soft to your skin but you don't sit there for long and a loud gulp pulls you in, your vision switching from the bright empty apartment to the soft dark fleshy of her tongue, pleasurably licking your face. The cool air of outside fades from your brow as it enters the damp maw leaving only your arms to flail pointlessly, soaking up the last of the good air. Your head is then swallowed and you are squeezed down her throat, your face pressing through her soft insides as you descend towards the rotting stench of the belly below, assaulting your nostrils. Rebeca's teeth gnaw their way up your forearm to your palms and the surely as this had all begun, your fingers slip between her juicy lips, leaving the outside world behind and embracing the dark confides of her throat. Seconds later your head is expelled from the tight sphincter above her stomach and your sent to join the rest of your body in the dim red flesh sack of her belly, legs curled up, knees against your ears as your arms to slip into the belly, wrapping around you in comfort. Juices and gloop drip from the walls, sticking to you and making you even hotter in her steaming pit, walls which pulsate and ripple alive, moving around you making you very unsettled. Unable to move much, the stomach is so tight around you, you feel her hand rubbing and massaging over you from the outside, as she enjoys feeling your body within her.
Rebeca massages her gorged belly, sagging a little and protruding outwards stretching the fabric of her dress and pulling the bottom of it up to her hips. She moans loudly, gaining orgasmic pleasure from the slightest twitch you make in her tight belly. But then she pauses, making as if to say something and then...
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrp!" she belches loudly, reverberating around her apartment, clearing her throat and making her giggle.
"Now," she begins. "To go out."
