After a long dash you close the door to your bedroom and sit heavily on the bed. All that exercise you did in the montage... er, that training session really helped lug around your meals, it almost feels like normal even with a full sized girl in you. Speaking of which...
*HURRRL!*
It's actually almost as pleasant to throw her up as it was to swallow her (though with Maya pushing so hard with the stop watch you didn't get the chance to savor her) and soon you are smiling down on the panting waitress, her dress covered in saliva, hair matted to her head.
"Oh... my... GOD!" she gasps and rolls over onto her back, looking wide eyed up at you. "What ARE you?"
Tue Mar 31 20:02:12 2009