The day of the photoshoot arrived, and Amanda found herself in a dimly lit studio, surrounded by cameras and a crew eager to capture every moment of her triumphant return. The five chosen fans waited nervously, their eyes wide as they took in the sight of the legendary vore goddess in person.
Amanda sauntered over to them, her hips swaying hypnotically. She circled each one slowly, drinking in their youth and vulnerability like a fine wine. Finally, she settled on a particularly scrumptious-looking young man, perhaps 19 or 20, with a lean, toned physique and an adorable, boyish face.
Well hello there, handsome, she purred, reaching out to trail a perfectly manicured nail down his chest. Aren't you just the most delectable little snack?
The young man gulped audibly, Adam's apple bobbing as he struggled to maintain his composure under Amanda's intense, hungry gaze. His pupils dilated with a mixture of fear and exhilaration as she loomed over him, her voluptuous form blocking out the lights.
I-I'm honored to be chosen, Ms. Amanda, he stammered, voice cracking slightly. I've always admired your... appetite.
Amanda chuckled darkly, amused by his nervousness. She loved breaking in fresh meat. Oh, you have no idea, sweetheart. By the time I'm done with you, you'll have experienced pleasures and pains beyond your wildest dreams.
With a swift motion, she scooped him up in her strong arms, cradling his smaller frame against her ample bosom. Amanda captured the young man's lips in a searing kiss, her tongue delving deep to claim his mouth possessively. All the while, her skilled hand worked at his straining erection through his pants, stroking and squeezing the rigid shaft.
She broke the kiss with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting their mouths. Mmm, so responsive, she purred approvingly, giving his cock a firm squeeze. I bet you're just aching to be devoured, aren't you baby?