“Ohhh I feel you. You are so niceeee. Now its time to push you harder, harder, harder.” The world fades to warm moist darkness as youre pressed deeper into Annas pussy.

Person 3:

Anna crawls into the room on all fours, roaring – dressed in her leopard-print bikini. “Where is my little mouse?”

She searches under tables and chairs, looking for her prey... “I see you!” She says, licking you. “Today, I decided to eat you because Im so, so, hungry.” She says, almost breathless from excitement.

Anna unclips her top and tosses it aside with passion, “Today is the day when I eat you.”

She pulls out a flashlight, shining it into her mouth, “This is where you will be. In my mouth.” She bites her teeth together in front of you.

“You will be very tasty, I just feel it... Okay, go inside.” She opens her mouth, waiting for you to jump in. “You dont want? … Im sure you will like to be eaten.”

She repositions to laying down on the couch. “When you scream... it makes you more tasty.” She says, dangling you dangerously close to her lips – looking at you with hungry eyes. You try your hardest to contain your fear, but the noises and tears leak like milk from a paper bag. “Your screaming is so cute. Ahaha.”

She continues her play, dragging you across her belly and over her nipples... and she bites at you to hear those delicious little screams. “Are you ready? Can you hear my stomach? I cannot wait anymore!” She sticks you in her mouth, gagging a little as she tries to get you down her throat – but nothing you do can prevent that fate she has planned for you.

“Mmmm. Delicious.”

Person 4:

“Hiiiii. Hello my little breast guy. Today is a special day... for me... and for you.”

“I want to give you pleasure.” She says, grabbing you from the table and placing you against her nipple. “You can lick it. Lick my nipple.” She exhales with ecstasy at the feeling of your tiny body rubbing against her breasts as she moves you from one nipple to the other, before placing you into her cleavage and squeezing them together. “Oh, you cannot breathe? That gives me more pleasure... dont scream – enjoy your last day.”