Digestion

Author: dxll
Word count: 3682
Eric is the CEO of a fairly large company, a rich man, a powerful man, a man who makes it all happen through a mixture of competence, vision, and ruthlessness. As he’s recently realized, he’s also a crush on his secretary.

Emma is a beautiful woman with blond hair, full pink lips, blue eyes and D-cup breasts. She favors tight shirts that usually show off a narrow, toned waist. The rest of the time, she comes to work with a bulging stomach, perfectly rounded and easily the size of a grown-up.
Eric knew that Emma was divorced and had three children in elementary school. He had known for a long time that it was inside their mother’s big belly – whenever there was no school and no one to watch them, Emma would simply swallow the three and go to work as usual, letting her body slowly digest them over the course of the day. They must have been mostly absorbed when she was off work, because she looked like she was only five or six months pregnant.

Eric knew he shouldn’t feel that way about his employees, but he couldn’t help it. He awoke from a dream of Emma swallowing her three babies with ease, her belly swiftly transforming from a flat plank to a giant ball under a white stretchy shirt. Whenever Emma walked by with her huge, gurgling belly, he couldn’t help but imagine being her meal, sliding into her stomach pouch, drowning in the chyme, and churning to be digested. Her belly full of three half-melted little bodies stimulated his xp at the most inopportune moments, causing his cock to swell against his will.
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“Would you like a free meal?”
“Boss, would you like to invite me to lunch?”
“In a way…I want you to eat me.”
Emma looked at Eric. He is six feet tall, weighs about 180 pounds, eats well, has a toned complexion, is clean and healthy, and is undoubtedly a large, delicious piece of high-quality human flesh. The thought of being her food made her mouth water. And, uh, elsewhere.
“That’s okay, you don’t have to answer right away. If you’re hungry, just come to my office at four-thirty and say you’re going to eat now.
After speaking, he turned and went back to the office.

Emma passed the rest of the day in giddy anticipation. This gorgeous and delicious man is offering himself as a meal to her. Her stomach was rumbling, barely noticing the sandwich and fruit salad she had for lunch. Her saliva, causing her to swallow constantly when staring at the screen or picking up the phone. With each swallow, she couldn’t help but imagine the boss sliding into her belly.
“Soon,” she whispered, rubbing her flat, empty belly. “soon.”

By four-thirty, when everyone else had left, she was hungry. After hesitating for a while, she timidly knocked on the boss’ door.
“I think I should eat you, let you slowly melt in my stomach, become the nourishment of my breasts and feet, and make you my thing.”
“Yeah? ‘ Eric asked.
“I just want to eat you right now, I’m hungry. Of course, if your offer is still valid.
Eric felt a jolt of excitement running through his body. This woman really wants to eat him.
“sure.”
He got off the chair, walked to the door, and locked the door.
“How do you want to eat me?”
“On the chair. Take your clothes off and lie down and start eating from your feet. That way I don’t have to lift you.

Eric carefully undressed, folded each piece and placed it on top of the shoes. In the end, he sat naked on a desk chair, half stiffened, and Emma knelt before him, ragged.

“Are you ready?”
“Eat me quickly.”

Emma opened her mouth unnaturally and offered him a seductive look before her lips came close to his ankle.