"Well, what do you think? This is a class on vore, right?" Katie says, rubbing her huge tummy. "I say we let our teacher, Mr. James here, continue to teach us about that subject," the girl giggles, patting you through her skin.
Holly and Jess trade glances and sigh, sitting down at the desks with a pouting expression on their faces as a couple of the other girls move closer to Katie and stare at her belly, which is bulging perhaps two feet out in front of her and hanging down to her knees. You squirm about inside, moaning a bit and feeling aroused again despite being covered in the girl's stomach juices. Suddenly, you feel several hands massaging you through the girl's skin as Katie gives the curious girls permission to rub her belly, and you hear them giggling as they feel you move about inside her.
After a little while of this, the bell rings.
"Well, since James is indisposed at the moment, I'll go ahead and dismiss you all for him while he stays curled up inside my belly and becomes food for this cute little schoolgirl here," Katie says, laughing again. "As for me, I think I'm going to have a seat. My back's killing me." Katie plops down in your chair and groans, and you hear her stomach rumbling all around you as it tries to cope with its oversized meal. The stomach muscles start contracting and kneading your skin and you begin to masturbate as you hear the girl moan in pleasure, probably doing the same thing in your chair as she digests you. After a few minutes, Katie's whole body begins to tremble and you hear her cry out in orgasm as you reach a climax at almost the same time, rolling around and kicking inside her stomach as you close your eyes and let them roll back into your head.
As you both calm down and regain your breath, you feel your world becoming foggier and yet you begin to realize the stupidity of the situation.
"Uh, Katie? Katie, the class is gone now and I think you should let me out so we can get on our way."
"Ahhhh, mmmm, sorry James, but you are food for a sexy schoolgirl now and that's it. Now be a good boy for me and go to sleep and digest," the girl coos.
"But, Katie...Katie please, look, I'm sure we can work something out. Let's talk about it, you don't have to do this," you say, realizing how lame you sound.
Katie is silent for a bit.
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