The Goddess Clue

How do you turn a tiny man into a lollipop? That's simple! You just tie him to a stick with dental floss.

That's what I did to you and a few of your friends. I want to play with you sweet, little morsels. I have a game in mind that I am certain you all will (somewhat) enjoy. I am going to kiss, lick and suck each of you, as if you were a piece of candy. If my mouth makes you cum, you get eaten! If you can resist me, then I will set you free.

You watch as each one of your friends succumb to me. Some last longer than others, but each of them get eaten before your eyes. I save you for last. My tongue quickly drenches you with my hot, sticky saliva. How long do you think you can resist me? Do you think you can last longer than your friends?

I'm lounging on the couch in my favorite pink bra and cute, tight pants that hug my curves. No wonder you still hang around even when I treat you badly. I'm just that hot. I text my friends and ignore you until I begin to feel hungry. I command you to go get me something to eat. My beautiful body needs fuel. Instead of obeying, as you usually do, you give me sass. You tell me I should go get my own food. How rude! I won't tolerate your bad attitude. If you don't want to go get me food, you can be my food. Now go get my something yummy to eat.

You leave, but come back to me empty handed. Pissed off, I quickly realize what is going on. I can tell by the way you're staring at my belly you want to get eaten. Let me guess, your curiosity got the better of you and you want to see if I will actually go through with it. Of course I will eat you. It's easy to eat an entire human being when you're as hungry as I am.

You should have just fed me when you had the chance, but it doesn't really matter. You will be feeding me all the same.

*Custom Request*

You have longed to be My vore slave for quite some time, but have never had the pleasure of being devoured. Now as a shrunken man, you can finally offer yourself to Me as a willing meal. I tower over you and show off My tight, shiny outfit. I can sense your eagerness as I snatch you up and bring you close. My stomach has been waiting for you. You can feel a growl as I press your tiny body against it. I poke at My soft yet intimidating belly, showing you exactly where you will end up.

After I had My fill of taunting you with My stomach, I hold you up to My bright red lips. All you need is a few big licks and you will be completely coated in saliva and ready to swallow down. I burp in your face and drench you with My sloppy wet tongue. I am having so much fun, I can't decide if I should swallow you head first or feet first. Why not both?

First, I gulp you down head first. Cruelly toy with you as you sit inside My hot, churning stomach, then I simply bring you back up! This is not the end yet. You're too good. I have to swallow you twice. Without hesitation, I slurp you down feet first. This time you can see yourself sliding down My slippery throat, and this time you're not coming back up...

As the digestive process begins, I sit back and pat My bulging belly. Willing slaves always taste the best.

I have never met anyone so desperate to be devoured before. You are literally on your knees, begging to be inside my stomach. My beautiful belly looks so soft and enchanting on the outside, but on the inside it is hot, dark and dangerous. Yet you're still longing to be digested by me. Since you are so eager, I won't hesitate to consume you. I bring you up to my mouth and show off my massive tongue. You know the process you must endure to become a part of my perfect form. My bubbling, boiling stomach acids will break you down and melt you away. Each nutrient and every calorie of your being will be used by me. Finally, you will get what you want and become completely absorbed into my body. Your last moments had been spent inside my warm, wet mouth.

Your obsession with a particular fetish has started to take a toll on you. You crave it, ache for it, but it is unattainable. You'd do almost anything to experience being shrunken and consumed by a beautiful woman. The longing is so intense you have begun to dream about vore. You can't handle it any longer and have decided to seek out therapy to ease your sexual agony. Your counselor is a lovely woman who instantly takes interest in your unique situation. She asks several questions and ponders over your answers before surprising you. She knows a type of therapy that can help you, and don't worry! Your insurance will cover it.

With a gentle voice, she instructs you to close your eyes and clear your mind. When you open your eyes again you are sitting in the palm of her hand. You are bewildered, but your now-giant counselor explains she simply shrunk you down. Now you can finally live out your fantasy! Faced with the possibility of actually being vored, you are stunned. You can't do it. The fatality of vore is right in front of you as you stare down her hot, dark throat. Your counselor is not impressed. She huffs in exasperation. After all the hard work of shrinking you down, you don't want to go through it. Too bad. Whether you want it or not, you are going to be eaten by her.

*Custom Request*
I always love having my best friend come over to help make lunch. She's a great cook and it's nice to spend time with her. After a big meal, we lounge around and digest. Embarrassingly, despite all I ate, I am still a bit hungry. I am about to get up for a snack when my best friend stops me. She offers herself to fill my belly. She wants to be my gut slut!

I am stunned! No way! I would never eat her. She is a human being, not food. I didn't even know she had those type of feelings for me. How could she want this? It would be a painful, awful experience for her, but she insists. Her eagerness is sexy, and I become aroused at the idea of eating my best friend.

I turn around and bend over, showing off my ass in a tiny black thong. I sway my hips back and forth and tease her. She should know that if I eat her, she will be churned inside my tight stomach and turned into waste. Is she 100% sure she wants that? She doesn't relent, so I begin to lick her small body, coating her in my saliva until she is dripping wet. As I taste her, I give her time to rethink all this and back out, but before I realize it, she is dangling halfway out of my mouth. There's no turning back now. I gulp her down.

As soon as she hits my stomach she begins to panic. My stomach is full of food. It is dark, hot and insanely claustrophobic. It is too late for her to change her mind. I can't bring her back up. She made her decision and now has to suffer slowly, digesting away in my crowded stomach. My poor best friend. She had such a great life. So many accomplishments and goals, but she will meet her end inside me. She's nothing but my gut slut now.

I have discovered a new use for tiny slaves and I am excited to try it out with you! You are to become my armpit slave. You are the perfect size for this responsibility. With your tiny stature, you are able to get into all sorts of small places. For example, my hairy armpit crevasses. I have had a long day and my pits are hot, sweaty and stinky. Cleaning them will not be an easy job. You will need hours to thoroughly service them. Each one of my long armpit hairs needs attention. Do it well and I will reward you in my own, unique way. Casually swallowing you whole. There is no real reason why I suddenly decide to eat you. I just want what I want.

*Custom Request*
You are finally MINE! Do you have any idea how long I have wished you to be my personal tiny plaything? I have dreamt of this for so long, but I do have something to admit. Technically, this isn't the first time I have played with you. This may sound absurd or strange, but I have been cloning you now for a very long time.

I clone you in two different sizes. One size is barely a centimeter tall; I call them feeders. The other size is 30-40 millimeters, which make the best size for cleaners. Overtime I have gone through countless tiny versions of you. Thousands have been eaten or crushed in their line of duty as my slaves.

Let me show you exactly what I use your clones for. The cleaners must dedicate their tiny lives keeping my gorgeous body pristine. You can see how diligent they are while servicing my breasts. Their bodies were made to clean wherever I desire. They must work hard, or they will be replaced. Why don't you give being a cleaner a try? My soft nipple smothering your face will give you an idea of what a privilege it is.

The feeders have shorter lifespans. They make delicious food. Your flavor is so exquisite, I can never get enough of it. To accommodate my insatiable hunger, I must clone many feeders. I honestly have no idea how many I have eaten. They're so small it is hard to count them all anyway. Watch how easily you slide down my throat at this size. Don't you wish to be one of them? To feel yourself dissolve inside of me is an incredible experience.

Oh, don't worry. I am not going to eat you or wear you down as a cleaner. I am going to take good care of you so I can continue to harvest your genetic material for more clones.

*Custom Request*
I'm ridiculously starving! Thankfully, I have stumbled upon a family of tinies. Relatives of all sorts have congregated for their annual reunion. They are scattered about like a tiny buffet, completely oblivious to me. Unfortunately for them, my outrageous hunger and I are going to crash their party! One by one, I finger them into my mouth, savoring their squirming tiny bodies. This is not enough! I need MORE. I start to scoop handfuls of tiny people into my mouth. Crowds cover my tongue before I gulp them down with delight, stuffing my belly full. Eventually none remain. I have consumed them all. I burp and sit back, unzipping my shorts and patting my bulging belly.

That's when I notice you. Late as always, huh? Well, this time it worked out in your favor. If you hadn't been late to the reunion, you'd be digesting away in my belly right now. I casually tell you about eating all your relatives. They're bubbling away inside me as we speak. I may be full, but I always have room for one more. I don't care that you are people with hopes and dreams, you're food to me now.

You know what today is, right? It's Vore Day and the best way to celebrate Vore Day is to be vored, of course!

In this clip, I detail what I love about vore. From the wet, sensual mouth play to the intimate, intense digestion. Countless things make vore alluring, to both the prey and the predator. It is certainly something unique and worth some celebration!

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Your flavor is exquisite, and I ache to feel my jaws wrap around you. You are mesmerized by my full lips, open mouth and long, serpentine tongue. I describe the incredible textures of my mouth. A warm, slick softness that only a mouth can feel like. You are drawn closer to it. Particularly to the back of my throat. The shining jewel that is my uvula, pulls you in.

The moment I swallow you down, there are more nearly indescribable sensations to be had: My tight throat that constricts your body. The hot bath of stomach acid waits for you at the bottom.

A splash, then the viscous fluid begins prickling at your skin. You cannot see, only sense the pitch-black darkness that surrounds you, as if your sight has been taken.

The slithering nudge of my stomach walls and your fatal end inside me.

Vore is my favorite fantasy! You can see my passion for it here !

You've had a lovely dinner date with your new girlfriend. She's a stunning and sexy giantess! All night long she was teasing you in her green, crushed velvet evening gown and you are eager to get some alone time with her. She feels the same way. The moment you get back to her place, she encourages you to take off your clothes. Before you know it, she's picked you up and has pressed you in between her bare breasts. Gently yet playfully, she envelopes your entire body, squishing and squeezing you as she pleases. You are helpless and at her mercy. Hopefully she doesn't get too carried away. Your worries soon melt as the softness and warmth of her breasts begin to arouse you. She can sense this and offers to take it to the next level. You are more than ready to begin pleasuring your giant girlfriend. It is the first time you both have ever been this intimate. Sweetly, she requests you close your eyes and get ready. No peeking!

Your eyes open. You are confused to see you are being held up to her mouth. Then the truth comes out from her glistening lips. She explains that you are not going to have sex with her. The only reason she accepted your advances was because she wants to eat you. That is the only reason she ever dates tiny men. You are not the first one who has fallen for her scheme. Dozens have been consumed by her. She wouldn't have to do this if tiny men would simply give in, but those are rare. A girl's got to eat somehow!

Your once lovely date is now a ravenous monster and you have become her dessert.

Was one date not enough? Watch A Lovely Date !

I know I shouldn't eat tiny people. It is cruel and evil. Even though they are small, they are still people with thoughts and feelings. I feel guilty for having eaten countless tinies over the years, but when I try to resist, something takes over me and the desire to consume tiny bodies becomes overwhelming. I must stop! But before I do, I want to have one last meal. YOU.

My mouth waters just looking at you, yet I am at a dispute with myself if I can actually go through with it. I know I have to quit this bad habit but thought of never experiencing the ecstasies of vore ever again is agony! You stare at my red, pouty lips and listen to me whine and moan as I struggle with the reality that you will be my last tiny. It doesn't help that you taste so good too! If you really are going to be my very last, I am going to make sure I savor you. I am going to swallow you slowly then lay back and feel you digest inside my cute, soft belly.

I can't believe this is really the last time...

Excuse me? Are you really just standing there staring at me as I put on my stockings? Has anyone ever told you that it is rude (and dangerous) to stare at giant women? It is obvious you need to be taught a lesson and I am more than happy to educate you. Since you seem to like my feet and stockings so much, I will give you a very close look at them. Pressed against my foot, you are completely restricted by my tight nylons. You are stuck to my enormous sole as I tease you and begin to teach you how a tiny man is supposed to act. Unfortunately, I am beginning to think you are a lost cause. My efforts to reform you into an obedient tiny man are in vain. I will do you a different favor and put you out of your pathetic misery. Since you won't conform and become a good little slave, I will repurpose you as food for my belly! Licking you and sucking you like a lollipop is way more pleasurable than stuffing you into my stocking anyway.

You couldn't allow your girlfriend to become a giant woman's meal. In an effort to save her, you did everything her captor requested, at least you thought you did. You arrived on time and all alone, but that is the last thing you can remember. You must have been ambushed! You awake in a dark room, tightly bound to a chair and unable to move. Instantly, you realize the same evil giantess who stole your girlfriend is towering over you now. She is pleased you followed her orders, but unfortunately your girlfriend is long gone. She was eaten . You are horrified as the giantess assures you that she was quite delicious and very fun to devour. In fact, she enjoyed it so much, she filmed the whole incident just for you. Against your will, you watch the depraved video of your sweet, innocent girlfriend getting eaten alive. Now it is your turn. The giantess snatches you up and begins to lick you up and down just like she did to your girlfriend. Her giant, slimy tongue is hot and powerful. You can't stop yourself from becoming aroused. Your enslaver notices and is delighted to humiliate you. Did watching your girlfriend get eaten turn you on? You are embarrassed but helpless in her hands. With her sharp nails, the giantess rips off your shorts and teases your throbbing dick with her tongue. She promises to reunite you with your girlfriend soon.

Watch part 1 here!

A mysterious message has suddenly appeared in your inbox. The email consists only of an unfamiliar address. You are momentarily confused when you notice the message has a video attached. With some hesitation, you click on the video and begin watching. Your heart drops . Your sweet, innocent, tiny girlfriend is nude and bound to a small chair. Towering behind her is a giantess dressed in black. A cruel, chilling laugh leaves the giant woman as she curls her fingers around your girlfriend. You can tell she is smiling as she speaks. You learn that if you ever want to see your girlfriend ever again, you will have to do exactly what her captor says... Or else. The giantess snatches your girlfriend from the chair and holds her up to her mouth. Her massive, wet tongue begins tormenting your girlfriend, soaking her legs and bare breasts. Letting out a moan, the giantess slithers her tongue in between your girlfriend's legs. It is quite clear what will happen to your girlfriend if you don't obey. She will be eaten.

Watch part 2 here!

*Custom Request*
You are one of my dedicated, tiny slaves. One of many that scamper around my house doing my chores and a variety of daily tasks. Today I sent you out on an errand. A few hours go by, and you arrive to an oddly quiet and empty house. All your co-slaves are nowhere to be seen and I am lounging on the couch with a big, bulging, full belly. You approach me cautiously inquiring where everyone has gone to. I let out a belch and casually explain that I was feeling lazy and hungry. I didn't feel like going hunting for today's meal, so I simply ate all my slaves. It wasn't like they didn't serve me well. They were all very good, devoted slaves. Some even served me willingly. But they serve me better inside my stomach. As I rub my bloated belly, I explain to you that if I hadn't sent you out on that errand, you would've been eaten as well. Lucky for you, I still have room for one more. It doesn't matter if you don't want to be devoured. I'm still a little hungry and I want what I want. I swallow you down so you can be reunited with all your co-slave inside my churning stomach. I track my throat with one finger as you slide down. I let out a sigh of relief and lay back to relax. The only downside to eating all my slaves is that I have to go find new ones!

*Custom Request*

I have a literal handful of tinies in the palm of my hand. I am so beautiful, and they are so puny and weak. Though, I will admit, they look quite tasty! I encourage them to submit and feed themselves to me. It's not like they can escape my gigantic tongue anyway, so they might as well give in. My hunger grows and I greedily lap them up. What I love most about crowds are the multitudes of squirming movements and the variety of flavors all dancing on my tongue at once. I tease my tiny meals before sending them down my throat with an enormous, loud gulp.

Enough is enough. I am sick and tired of you constantly bothering me, interrupting me, annoying me, and pissing me off! It's time I finally got rid of you. I'm honestly surprised someone hasn't done it already. All it takes is to shrink you down and eat you and you'd be gone without a trace. I'll just tell everyone you decided to move out or whatever. It doesn't really matter what I say because you have no friends, and no one likes you. I'd be doing us both a favor by just voring you now. I won't have to deal with you anymore and you don't have to continue to be a miserable nobody. I know you're not the adventuresome type, but you're going to take the trip down my throat into my pitch black, acidic stomach whether you want to or not!

Silly, little man! Are you sure you really want this? I can do my best to be so gentle and tender with your tiny body, but I can't do anything to stop my stomach acids from tearing you apart. My giant, wet tongue certainly feels pleasant, but that is not enough for you, is it? If you really crave to be vored, you must know what will happen once I swallow you. So, once again, do you really want this? You desire to dissolve away inside of me and become a part of my magnificent form. I will only entertain your fantasy if you are a 100% certain you want this. If we are to proceed, first, I will cradle you on my massive tongue, coating you in my warm saliva. This will allow you some time to think about your decision to take the plunge down my throat. If there is still no doubt in your mind that you want to meet your fatal end in my belly, I will gulp you down. I'll make sure to poke and prod my puffy belly, with you inside it, and keep you company as you spend your last moments exploring my insides.

A direct sequel to Stuffed with Tiny Men

*Custom Request*
After a long day at work, I am ready to relax. My stomach is still stuffed with countless tiny men who have been slowly digesting over the past couple of days. I flop down on the couch and unbutton my pants, releasing some pressure and allowing a bit of wiggle room for those poor, cramped men. Their desperate struggle inside my tight stomach makes me burp. I rub and squeeze my puffy belly, enjoying their terror. Despite being so stuffed, I think I could fit in one more tiny man. The idea of another body being added to the already cramped space terrifies the tiny men already in my stomach. It would only extend the horrible digestion process for them. While I tease my digesting meals, I spot a lone, 6-inch man watching me. I am overwhelmed with excitement and snatch him up. He struggles against my strong grip but cannot escape. He confesses that he saw everything. He knows what I did to all his friends, and he doesn't want it to happen to him too. I try to comfort him, saying he will be reunited with them all very soon. The men in my stomach hear this exchange and begin to panic. In the midst of their hysteria, they begin shoving the last tiny man I ate deeper down into the pit of my stomach and into my intestines, effectively and unintentionally making room for this new pleading snack. Knowing that there is no way to appease my hunger, he begins begging for his life. He offers up his own tiny man. A miniscule pet that he loves dearly. I am surprised by how cute and small his little pet is and accepts his bargain. If he allows me to eat his pet, I will spare him. With one gulp, the itty-bitty man is gone. Pure dread washes over the 6-inch man as I inform him that his pet was simply not enough to fill me and that I need more. He gave his best efforts to please me, but I am still going to eat him. Once again, he begs and begs, hoping I will spare him, but I am unrelenting. I grow hungrier with each passing moment. The puny man breaks down and admits he knows of one last tiny man that resides in my house. His best friend. I am shocked! I can't believe I haven't discovered him yet. Defeated, yet hopefully he will survive my ravenous hunger, he leads me to where his best friend is hiding. I pluck his friend up with delight. I tell him to say goodbye to his best friend that he betrayed and sentenced a cruel, cramped digestion. Without holding back, I swallow him whole. Savoring the added heft of my bulging belly. I turn to the remaining tiny man with a wicked smile on my lips. In spite of all his efforts to remain alive, I am still going to devour him. He gave everything he had. His pet, his best friend, his decency. All of it was given up in vain. I can't help myself. I have to greedily consume all the tiny men I find. I don't give the last tiny man a chance to regret or feel remorse before I slurp him down.