Roger's Simon
By: Cutie
Hope you enjoy your stay, Simon!
Oh, Simon, Simon! So you wanted to be in the menu... Well, maybe you
imagined it was a game, a hot fantasy, something harmless to while
away the boring hours of a stale afternoon. You were just acting out
your fantasy when you wrote the note, offering yourself to me. I'm
sure you were really surprised when my agent phoned you (he's really
my procurer, as you are now well aware). But you were excited (who
wouldn't be: I'm beautiful!) and followed his instructions, probably
half believing that it was a hoax, that it couldn't really be
happening. Roger, the famous teen rock star, the cute heart throb
over which millions of girls and as many guys go wild with anxious
lust, THE Roger wanted YOU!!! Oh, Simon, Simon, how naive! Surely
I'm too good for you, but you did just fine as my mid afternoon,
after sex snack. Of course you thought that all the vore talk was
just part of the sex game. And when I kept saying that after fucking
you I was going to send you down to my belly to make me feel good
from the inside, you obviously believed that it was just erotic
stimulation. Ha! Sure, it was erotic stimulation, but it was also the
truth. Anyway, it worked. It turned you into a very satisfying, very
hot bottom.
Anyway, Simon, it's great fun having you now inside my belly as I lay
here on my bed, naked, watching and feeling you move inside me,
getting hard ons and jacking off to relieve myself of the lust that
you keep kindling in me.This is what I wanted you for, Simon, to
please me just by being here, tightly and snuggly kept inside my
tummy, wriggling and tossing about, making me moan, and sigh and
sometimes even tremble uncontrollably out of sheer, intense pleasure.
I enjoy this so much, that when you seem to tire and stay put for too
long, I press down on my belly to prompt you to move again. And you,
Simon, my most recent midget slave, dutifully respond and give me
satisfaction. I'll keep you securely in my tummy, just the place that
you fantasized about without actually believing it possible, and also
the place where I made sure you'd go when you so naively gave
yourself to me. And now you know, of course, that you will never get
out. You're now utterly mine and I will slowly assimilate you into
me. There'll be others, many more, after you, Simon. And now I'll
take a nap before I get ready for the concert. Maybe later tonight,
if I'm not too tired, we can play some more. By the way, you made a
tasty snack too, with a kind of nutty, almond aftertaste that I'm
still enjoying.