Scott continued to disappear down Ramona’s throat as she greedily swallowed him down. Within seconds, Scott felt his bared feet be attacked by Ramona’s always-hungry tongue. Exhausted from his intense orgasm, Scott could only weakly laugh as his feet were licked. Quickly the tongue pulled away as Ramona’s hunger bared itself, demanding she finish eating. Scott felt his legs get pulled into the throat and his legs quickly joined him inside her stomach. All around Scott, the slimy, fleshy walls held him, not anywhere as tightly as the throat, but enough to keep him from moving freely. It was hot inside his girlfriend, hot and the air was humid and stuffy. Scott pressed against the fleshy wall in front of him, cuddling up against the inside of the girl he loved.

“That was incredible Ramona. We got to do this again!” Scott said with excitement and tried to give the thumbs up, but found his arms too tightly held to his sides to move. Getting blown while inside Ramona had been incredible. Flesh all around him, her heart echoing in his ear, he might have come harder then he did when they had sex earlier. It had felt so good and he did feel closer to Ramona like they have really bonded. The woman he loved was all around him, her insides gurgling bellow and her heart beating above. He felt closer to her then ever before, however he also felt exhausted and if he didn’t leave soon he might fall asleep inside Ramona. He called out for her to let him out.

“Hey, now that your done eating me, do you mind letting me out. I’d really like to cuddle with you before we both get some sleep.” Scott waited a few seconds for Ramona to say something, but all he heard was the sounds of her body. He waited longer, feeling a little impatient as he listened for Ramona’s voice. He started to worry. Could she hear him? Had she passed out after eating him? Were ninja’s forcing to remain quite? That last one sounded unlikely, but Scott couldn’t know for sure if there were ninjas or not. He needed some kind of response from Ramona.

“UUUUUUURRRRRRPPPPPPPPTTTTT!!!”

Everything quivered as a huge blast of hot, stale air flew past Scott, up the throat and out Ramona’s mouth. It lasted for several long, jarring seconds until it creased all together. On the outside, Ramona had been on cloud nine. Her stomach was grossly distended out with a three foot bulge that swayed with the movement inside of her. It was as smooth as Ramona’s breasts and buttocks, soft as dough and looked completely natural. She was lying back where Scott had sat, her belly pooling out over onto her waist and rubbing against her wet, crotch. She had been rubbing it, ignoring everything else but the pleasurable afterglow of her greatest meal. The build up of gas caught her completely off guard as suddenly she felt an air bubble pushing out of her mouth.

She didn’t bother to cover her mouth as her burp came out. Her whole body shook as she let out enough gas to fill a dozen balloons. Her enormous belly rippled, waves of rosy flesh swaying and rubbing together. When it finally creased, drool was running down Ramona’s chin and she was panting. She had never belched that hard or loud in her life. Damn, that was impressive.

“Ramona….did you explode?” Rolling her eyes at her boyfriends ever constant worrying, Ramona put her arms behind her back and sighed. “I’m fine, but I’m really, really tired. We’ll talk later about everything. I love you.”

“I love you too, but when are you going to spit me out? Ramona? Ramona?” Scott waited for a response, but none came. Ramona had drifted off to sleep, not bothering to cover her inflated body with a blanket. She would sleep with the cool Canadian air blowing on her bloated belly and her cute Canadian boyfriend filling it up. Scott waited again for her to say anything, but this time he didn’t even get a belch. Hugging his knees, he closed his eyes and started to drift off. As a former slacker, he had mastered the art of sleeping in odd places. Scott could sleep anywhere; he once took a nap outside his home, standing up and in the rain. Falling asleep inside his girlfriends, hot, soothing belly was too easy. He reminded himself to get up early tomorrow morning before Ramona decided to have breakfast.

Scott opened his eyes again at 10:48 the next morning, which to him was early, but by then he was no longer in Ramona’s stomach.