To swallow the one I love, my other half; to feel her slip past my tongue, slide down my throat, to fill my stomach, all that she is so deep inside me. Feeling every squirm, every nudge, and every little movement she makes. For her to trust me so much that she'd let me hide her away, to be mine. But to be just my food at the same time. It's such a extremely cute, albeit complicated, and intimate sensation for me that I love so much! Even as I joke and tease her about how she's nothing but my food, "my little meal". She knows it's just that, a tease! She's the one I love more than anything, and I can't help myself but to hold her so close inside of me! But what about taking it to the next level? Would she be ok with it, do either of us truly want that? To be even closer than we could ever be, to let all that she is melt into me entirely, to forever become a part of me?

With such a question hanging in the thick claustrophobic air all Atilla can do is take in the sound of her partners stomach, the growling and glorping, as it eagerly awaits her answer. Waiting to hear if it can finally claim her for good. listening to every bated breath from above that fills the compact chamber, listening to her partners accelerated heart beating so quickly from the question that rumbled from all around. Does she want to let her lover digest her?

What would your answer be? Would you let your partner digest you?

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Part 1 Here!
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