Samantha's objections that she is not your food might have more relevance if she was not so good looking. You really can't say why, but it seems to you that the better a girl looks, the better she tastes, and since she is a real looker, she will be a real meal...

You start with her brown hair as she continues to protest, and find she lives up to predictions. A really great lunch here.

"Stop! NO! You can...mmph..." are the last words you hear as that lovely face goes inside. She will likely say more, but you won't be listening, at least until she is fully devoured.
But first you have to take care of the devouring, which isn't that easy. A shower stall is a pretty narrow space to eat a gal under the best of circumstances, and Samantha is being a poor sport about the whole thing. Getting her to bend the right way to go down your throat is work, most delightful work, but still work.
But no matter how unwilling she is, she continues her internal journey. Her firm, slippery-wet skin excites your taste buds as those creamy shoulders are conquered. And then comes those beautifully formed breasts..
Girls generally object, at least briefly, when your tongue starts to caress their beauties, but Samantha surrenders to your attack very quickly. So for a moment, she stays quiet while you lick her perky nipples until she climaxes. But she resumes her objections as you resume eating, tho continuing to only delay your success. Her flat belly makes its passage into your throat, and now you reach her mound.
Again, you take a break to give her a little joy. Your probing of her most secret place is not as welcome, possibly because the lass proves to be a virgin. However her inexperience of men playing with her delight doesn't mean she can't enjoy it. It just means she resists a little more. Which merely delays the result, possibly to her greater pleasure. When she comes, it is with great shuddering, clenching spasms that leave her limp.
There is no resistance now as you finish your meal. Instead as you slurp down her tasty legs, you feel her hands move to her mound and start action. It takes awhile, but her rubbing is rewarded as you force her feet into your belly.

As you relax and enjoy the pleasant feeling of a full belly, Samantha recovers enough to resume her objections. "You weren't supposed to eat me!"

"As good as you taste? There's a reason you were spending so much time in the older girls' bellies. You are just made to be eaten."

"Well, yeah, the girls do say I taste great, but you still didn't have the right."

"Well, how about I make it up to you? You have eaten me and eaten me. Now I have eaten you, and so I will eat you. And you already know you will enjoy that a lot."

"Well, I guess so... cough me up."

No way you are going to let this great meal out that easily. "Well, I'm not sure exactly how to do that. I'll check with the other girls on the best way."

"..OK, but I only had you in my belly for 10 minutes. So if I stay in longer, you are going back in."

"Sounds fair." You aren't too sure of the digestion rules around here, but you figure there is no need to worry about keeping promises to a girl in your stomach. You have never had to before. And if you do have to let her out, you intend to harvest that cherry you discovered. So it should be fair for you at least.

But now it is time to see what the ladies think of your altered figure. After a little waddling you open the door and return to the main room.