The end of all diets! My figure is juicy and graceful! After work, I'm incredibly hungry and crave a ton of food. I attack a burger and fries with a voracious appetite. Sometimes I burp, but I keep going. My belly is growing fast, you can see it for yourself with a tape measure.

Why me? Why did this happen to me? These are the questions that upset Lucy. She's lost control of her mega-full bladder again. There's no toilet. No water either. She's had to pee in her jeans. It's a situation.

I like my crossed blue eyes. I love playing with my pupils. They dart around like squirrels.

I haven't had an orgasm for a long time, I love to gently caress and pierce my belly button, my stomach trembles from pleasant sensations, this dildo pierces me deeply and hard until I cum.

Lucy is overwhelmed with paperwork; even at home, she has to constantly check things, and honestly, it's exhausting for her. Especially seeing so many accounting errors. It makes her nervous. That's why she's constantly tapping her feet.

My nose is as big as a pig's. I grunt and flare my mega-nostrils.

I'm having fun with big bubbles, and I even have several of them in my mouth at once. Look at how huge my gum is! These exclusive mega bubbles are crackling from the heavy air from my mouth. They're popping and bursting all over my face!

My feet are definitely tired after two days at the office. They feel heavy. I'm itching to take off these leather ballet flats and scratch my damp feet.

I've been working half the day and can't even spare a second to shower; my armpits are sweaty and wet from stress. I sniff and realize how utterly I reek of male sweat.

I can create beautifully large bubbles. My chewing gum creates wonderfully huge balls, even several at once, inside my mouth.

Lucy is preparing for exams and can't solve difficult problems. She thinks she'll get through them quickly, but she can't. She's nervous and tapping her feet nervously. Her legs shake with every heel strike. For a month, she still hasn't solved all the problems.

When I came back from the gym, I couldn't immediately figure out where the smell of men's sweat, or rather, socks, was coming from. It turned out it was my feet that were smelling, my socks were damp and stinky. I love sniffing that stench. Those kinds of smells turn me on for sex.