You're not sure about this whole Kitchen thing. Girls taste plain good, especially like this. You lick your lips. Failiel sighs, the noise turning to a moan as you stroke her, reminding her the power you have. She lays her glasses on her clothes as she falls to the ground. She looks up at you, moving between mild dislike and lust.

You move back from her, taking her feet in your mouth and tasting them. You pull her in up to your knees. You reach down and stroke her bottom, which is right near your groin. You then scoop it up and feed it into your mouth. She hangs downwards out of your mouth, hair streaming down, breasts gently wiggling. You reach and take her arms, sucking them into your mouth, then sit down. She is now above you, and gravity moves her down slowly. After a long taste at her breasts, you gobble the rest of her up, smacking your lips as you unsteadily stand up with your huge belly.