AngieJoy

Dr. Angie is talking to her lover, but the receptionist interrupts her, informing her that the patient is waiting for an appointment.

Dr. Angie invites the patient into the office, where she performs a basic examination: heart, pulse, and throat. Physically, the patient is fine. The medical history begins, and HE ADMITS THAT HE sex WITH MEN.

Did you fuck him this morning?! Show me your dick, now, I need to examine it. "What is this? Ha ha ha, that little worm will never satisfy a woman. No wonder you're a faggot! You fucking disgusting faggot.

I have therapy for you. Close your eyes, open your mouth, breathe...

Oh, who's so tiny here? Not only you are a smaller, Now your dick is basically completely gone. NOW YOU'RE NOT USEFUL TO WOMEN AT ALL.

You're licking my shoes, filthy with mud and the grime from my office. Oh, see, I'm not wearing any panties you can see my cunt! BUT MY PUSSY IS NOT FOR YOU! You're a faggot and you're only good for licking my feet and rotting away.

We leave for a trip, the guy is already impatient, when we get there, his humiliation and pleasure begin.

I kick his breakfast, garlic, onion, fish, the whole mixture of digested "stinks" goes to him. Wave after wave hits his face and body. He sucks everything in, he is tiny, and I am huge compared to him, so the amount of my stench is incredibly overwhelming.

But I feel that a nasty phlegm is gathering in my throat, I cough, suck it into my mouth and spit on him, saliva flows from him, covers his whole face. I shoot him a powerful phlegm on his cock, I am satisfied with today's humiliation. I will leave him here, I do not need him anymore.

We leave for a trip, the guy is already impatient, when we get there, his humiliation and pleasure begin.

I kick his breakfast, garlic, onion, fish, the whole mixture of digested "stinks" goes to him. Wave after wave hits his face and body. He sucks everything in, he is tiny, and I am huge compared to him, so the amount of my stench is incredibly overwhelming.

But I feel that a nasty phlegm is gathering in my throat, I cough, suck it into my mouth and spit on him, saliva flows from him, covers his whole face. I shoot him a powerful phlegm on his cock, I am satisfied with today's humiliation. I will leave him here, I do not need him anymore.

Human capsules destroyed by my stomach acids

In my home lab, I created people in capsules. This time they are perfect food and tasty morsels for my belly. I haven't eaten anything since morning, so it's a great opportunity to devour them. Among them are my ex-boyfriend, my ex-girlfriend, and my (ex-)boss. I check their vital signs and each has an accelerated heart rate. It's wonderful because it means they are afraid of the ruthless devourer. I devour them and each one falls into my throat and stomach. I burp loudly as I swallow them, and I feel them swimming in my gastric juices and how they suffer.

This asshole has now become a fugitive, he has hidden so effectively that I have been looking for him for hours. But I found him, he hid in a flower, ha ha what an idiot. A horrible, glutty, yellow phlegm forms in my throat, which I flood his face and body with. I clear my throat, I have a retch, then the phlegm gathers the most. I spit on him and watch with joy as his head sinks into my sick, rotten phlegm. Finally I devour him, because I no longer need him for anything,

Little sly one, thought I wouldn't find him, AND I HAVE YOU.
You'll rest in my gastric juices, but now I want to put you in the stench of my guts. I burp on you like a disgusting pig, and you know what she's been eating lately, ha ha ha. I devour you, and you swim in my gastric juices, and those loud sounds are you trying to break free.

Beautiful morning with my charges, or maybe victims? who knows.. After waking up I am silent when I see them, they are so sweet and look like a perfect breakfast. I didn't plan it, but I have no control over it.

I please them with my body, they fuck my navel, tease my clit, to later please my throat and stomach. I throw them down my throat, swallow them and feel a pleasant warmth growing in my esophagus. I feel them going to my stomach. Now the second portion of a delicious human breakfast. They jump into my mouth, swallow them and land in my stomach. This is basically the beginning of their being a nasty brownie.

It's a day of travel, I'm on the road and I'm very hungry, I'm looking for something to eat. But not just anything, they have to be people! I find four of them, they were hiding in a tight spot, but my sharp eye spotted them.
I start devouring them, I manage each one very well, they irritate my throat a little and make me choke, but I don't care, the main thing is that I ate enough.
Now that I'm home, I get rid of them, of course I turned them into brownies! Big pieces fall out with a loud plop

I run home after a workout at the gym, I think I have nothing to eat, but it turns out I have the best meal in the world. Human protein, I know them all, I'll tell you about them, all of them are assholes and whores. They deserve nothing more than to be devoured by me.

It was daytime, sunlight filtered through the blinds. I sat with the controller in my hand, completely absorbed in the game. The cigarette burned between my fingers, and its smoke slowly rose into the air. That's when I felt it — a presence, a gaze. I looked up. Behind the plant, there he was again. The same one who kept coming back. Possessed. Enchanted.
I paused the game. I stood up. I looked at him with a calm, composed expression. "I know you're my fan," I said. I pretended to be warm, but deep inside I was cold and sharp. I stepped closer, inhaled, and blew the smoke right into his face. He flinched. At that moment, he was already smaller — not physically, not yet, but mentally. Reduced. Under my control. I began the burping session in his face, first a portion of thick phlegm, straight from my sore throat. With each burp, he became more and more excited. He absorbs my every scent. When he's naughty I hit him and he quickly becomes soft and obedient. My breath stench is his favorite fetish
He was mine. And I knew he would be here for a long time. Because he wanted it even more than I did.

It was daytime, sunlight filtered through the blinds. I sat with the controller in my hand, completely absorbed in the game. The cigarette burned between my fingers, and its smoke slowly rose into the air. That's when I felt it — a presence, a gaze. I looked up. Behind the plant, there he was again. The same one who kept coming back. Possessed. Enchanted.
I paused the game. I stood up. I looked at him with a calm, composed expression. "I know you're my fan," I said. I pretended to be warm, but deep inside I was cold and sharp. I stepped closer, inhaled, and blew the smoke right into his face. He flinched. At that moment, he was already smaller — not physically, not yet, but mentally. Reduced. Under my control. I began the burping session in his face, first a portion of thick phlegm, straight from my sore throat. With each burp, he became more and more excited. He absorbs my every scent. When he's naughty I hit him and he quickly becomes soft and obedient. My breath stench is his favorite fetish
He was mine. And I knew he would be here for a long time. Because he wanted it even more than I did.

I’m a Psychologist . He comes in for another session — that patient who, for reasons I can’t fully explain, stirs something in me. I try to remain professional, ask all the right questions, keep the tone neutral. But between the standard inquiries, I slip in something more. I want to know what I am to him. Does he feel anything? Does he sense how his presence electrifies me?

His answers are disappointing. Cold. Detached. To him, I’m no one. Just another service, another chair to sit in for an hour. I feel a sharp sting of rejection. And then, anger. I suggest a relaxation exercise, tell him to breathe deeply, to close his eyes. Once he does, I don’t hesitate. I shrink him — down to a size I can cradle in my palm. Then I take him home.

At home, all pretense falls away. I’m bare, shameless, commanding. He’s tiny now, helpless, and I make him mine. I press him between my cheeks, let him writhe. Slip him into my navel, let him in my warmth. Then between my breasts, where every movement is a tidal wave. I use him — relentlessly, completely, without apology.

And when I’m done, I swallow him whole. No hesitation. No mercy. I consume him — his body, his pride, his indifference. Let him learn what happens when you toy with a Psychologist Especially one with a hunger that no conversation can ever satisfy.

This asshole has now become a fugitive, he has hidden so effectively that I have been looking for him for hours. But I found him, he hid in a flower, ha ha what an idiot. A horrible, glutty, yellow phlegm forms in my throat, which I flood his face and body with. I clear my throat, I have a retch, then the phlegm gathers the most. I spit on him and watch with joy as his head sinks into my sick, rotten phlegm. Finally I devour him, because I no longer need him for anything,

I'm waiting for this asshole, he doesn't know I'm here. Even though he's surprised he's very tight and horny, he's always wanted to fuck me.

I unbutton his pants and start giving him a blowjob, I tell him to close his eyes, then CLICK and he gets tiny.

Fucker, you thought you'd get away with cheating, now you're under my control, and you know what the fun is just starting.

You clean my feet, you suck my toes, at some point you get a kick in the lousy snout. You squeal with pain, but you take more and more kicks to the face.

I'm getting hungry and horny to eat you, I taste you, I nudge you with my tongue, I smell you and suck you. I feel your fear, and it turns me on even more. Suddenly poof, you fall into my mouth and begin the long and painful journey to becoming my brownie.

Accumulate all stomach gases to the point where you have something to inhale! ha ha, that stench surrounds you and permeates you.

Accumulate all stomach gases to the point where you have something to inhale! ha ha, that stench surrounds you and permeates you.

My team of morons from work, I don't need them anymore, they didn't prove themselves. I want to eat them right away, but I'll anoint them with my stomach and pussy stench.

My team of morons from work, I don't need them anymore, they didn't prove themselves. I want to eat them right away, but I'll anoint them with my stomach and pussy stench.

The little faggot clings to my gear shift, and goes on a journey with me, during which he is bombarded with the stench of my dirty cunt and ass. I feed him this scent, his nostrils and mouth fill with the dirty smell.

The little faggot clings to my gear shift, and goes on a journey with me, during which he is bombarded with the stench of my dirty cunt and ass. I feed him this scent, his nostrils and mouth fill with the dirty smell.

I have a new asschole, he's here with me to smell my dirty holes, I haven't washed myself in a few days.

I give him a portion of the stench from my stomach, another from my pussy and then from my ass. His head pleases my pussy, how wonderful.

I push him deeper and harder, he can't catch his breath, and for me it's a pleasure. His head lands between my dirty buttocks, now my stench is finished with him once and for all...

I have a new asschole, he's here with me to smell my dirty holes, I haven't washed myself in a few days.

I give him a portion of the stench from my stomach, another from my pussy and then from my ass. His head pleases my pussy, how wonderful.

I push him deeper and harder, he can't catch his breath, and for me it's a pleasure. His head lands between my dirty buttocks, now my stench is finished with him once and for all...

When I change my clothes, I feel someone's presence, oh, it's you, looking at me, waiting for you to approach my yawning mouth. You're lucky, because I'm tired and I want to yawn.

And now my little friend, stand in front of the great gates of my mouth and worship the inside of my throat, OH, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? Why are you jumping in? I don't allow it.

You worship my yawning, my palate and tonsils, my mouth opens so wide that you feel weak with excitement.
SAME THING AGAIN!? you jumping in without permission.
You know what, since you want to be my dinner so much, I WILL EAT YOU.

Surprised? Yum, you're delicious!

I want to break up with this bastard, but he's rude and mean. So I have no choice but to hit him with all my might, and you know what happens? He gets tiny, now he's waiting for the revenge phase.

Another day and another trip, he's shackled in transparent shackles so I can see his whole frail body. I take a huge sip of soda and release the entire contents of my lungs into him. He's permeated with my scent. I do this so many times that he's sick of it. During the car ride, his body spins left and right when I turn. It makes him feel nauseous, but his mouth is closed by me and he can't open it, ha ha ha.

My belly button starts throbbing, a sign that he needs a new victim, it just so happens that this asshole is perfect. He pleases me through my belly button, until finally my belly devour him!

Three bastards penetrate my navel, it excites and satisfies me, now they are there to give me orgasmic pleasure. When they finish my navel devours their miserable bodies.