Germaine turned to the one that had filled her belly with cum with the same hungry eyes she had when she had looked at his hard cock under her nose. He was still out of it. Unaware that Germaine was sizing him up or even that there was one less guy in the room. There were no names, but she remembered hearing one of the boys calling him Mark or Mike or something. Didn’t matter, his new name was dinner.

Bending down, her fat, jiggly ass rose into the air and her bloated belly dragged along the floor as she grabbed his ankles. She had taken the first one head first, so she might as well try this guy feet first. Maybe he’ll squirm more going down or at least get hard. She opened her mouth, her maw once more expanding out inhumanly until it became wide enough to fit a human into. Germaine shoved his feet into her mouth, tasting his thick calves against her tongue as she moved to swallow him. With a loud, wet gulp, his feet sank into her throat, creating a bulge in her neck and getting the worn out jock to stir.

“Wha…Where the bitches?” Mike grumbled as he slowly returned from his orgasm-induced stupor. Damn, that girl sucked better then a vacuum cleaner. If all fatties had mouths like hers he was going chubby chasing every night. He tried to move, but found something wet and slippery moving up his legs. He sat up, blinking several times as he saw the fat hooker bent over, her mouth moving up over his lap. He stared blankly at her as she licked and sucked on his legs before taking a swallow, bringing his thighs into her mouth. She was eating him alive and she wasn’t stopping.

“What the fuck!” He screamed and tried to get away, but Germaine’s throat was tightly wrapped around his legs keeping him from pulling out. The blue haired whore grunted as he meal started fighting back, but didn’t pause from tasting and swallowing her meal. Another gulp pushed her nose right under his scrotum and let her look strait down the bridge of her nose at her meals very limp cock. He was being eaten alive and you’d think it was fear that was keeping it limp, but Germaine knew it was just because this loser had nothing left in him. Even if she was pleasuring him he would still be limp. She didn’t even bother playing with his cock before pulling it into her mouth.

Waist deep in whore, Mike squirmed and screamed. The wet inside of Germaine’s mouth pressed against his cock, making him shiver slightly in delight, but only get a tiny twitch from his cock. He tried to reach down and pry open Germaine’s mouth and pull himself out, but like Dave found out, this fatty knew how to move as she grabbed his hands and pushed them into her already stuffed mouth, swallowing them down to bring herself to his naval. Mike’s screaming died down as he watched in horror as Germaine lowered herself to her hands and knees, her breasts and belly compressing against the floor as she got on all fours. Then she started swallowing, finishing him off much the same way a snake does.

“Please don’t do this,” Mike begged desperately. Germaine didn’t even pause as he begged, his simmering whining was just a distraction from the sweet tasting meal she was having. Seeing that human decency wasn’t working, Mike tried bribery. “Listen! I can get you nice shoes and clothes! Girls like that kind of stuff! I’ll send you to school to learn to read! Get you liposuction! Marry you! I will fucking marry you if you let me go!”

Germaine growled around her meal at the sexist bribes this moron was trying to offer her. She didn’t care about clothes, shoes or getting married, she sure as hell was educated and why would she ever want to be thin again? This was just more proof that some people didn’t deserve to live because they would just further putting down the strong woman. She was Germaine and she was woman, hear her belch! This dumbass didn’t understand that she was a predator and he was prey, the only thing he had to offer her was a fatty, filling meal. She slurped in his chest quickly, wanting to add this little bastard to her already enormous girth.

With swallows and slurps, she moved up to his chest, saliva running down her lips as she moved. He tasted so good for an ignorant male, almost like fried chicken. Her mouth slid over his shoulders and she was at his neck, a single swallow away from having him completely inside of her. Mike trembled and whimpered, trying to figure out how he was going to get out of this alive, but drawing a blank. He was a rich white kid, people like him don’t get eaten by hookers. That was his last thought as Germaine stretched her mouth over his face, closing her lips past his hair. Her cheeks bulged out as she held his head in her mouth and then she swallowed, sending Mike to join his friend in her belly.

Her body jiggled as several hundred pounds of human mass moved down to her belly. Her midsection grew bigger, lifting her several feet off the floor and lifting her breasts up. Her hands and feet barely reached the floor and for a moment she worried, she might be stuck on her belly like a tortoise stuck on its back. However, she managed to roll her bulk to the side and sit up. Her belly dragged on the floor as she sat, the round, pasty gut shifting as the men inside fought to survive. Germaine looked down and rubbed her belly, feeling her meals shift around inside her.

“Cool trick. Can all fat whores do it?”

“Huh?” Germaine snapped her head up to see the last one, the dumb one, staring at her with a curious expression on his face. He didn’t understand what was going on. He was pretty slow, but his recovery time was fast. He was hard again, which made Germaine lick her lips. Now she could have a little bit more fun before ending her night.