Custom Giantess Vore Feast With Bloated Belly

Description:   you’re a sweet kind giantess who keeps a group of tinies as pets and i (my pov) am your favorite tiny man that you trust. we’re having a conversation: you tell me you genuinely love being a caretaker for us tinies but you confess to me that you secretly fantasize about eating every single last one of us and describe to me your fantasies: your eyes roll as you talk to me about swallowing us all alive and whole, feeling us all stuffed into your belly, struggling, squirming, and protesting being trapped inside it. you talk about how you want to feel us pushing and shoving at your stomach walls desperate for space that we can’t get. you get flustered/shy blush etc as you talk about all of us putting up such a fuss inside your stomach that you can’t help but burp. but you tell me you could never do that to us because that would mean you’d have to digest every single one of us and we’d all end up as just extra weight on your waistline, but that makes you blush shy and flustered too because it’s exactly what you want. but you could never do that to all of us. but i confess that i fantasize about you eating everyone too and i encourage you to give into your desires and temptations- you should eat all of your tinies, you deserve it. you giggle, 'i couldn't' but i insist that you do. i beg you too. you give in and go off to eat them all. you come back to me after eating all of your tinies and talk to me: telling me there’s so many stuffed in your gut that you don’t think you can eat another but you had to eat every last one of them no matter how full you got. all their active movements are making you burp a bit. you rub and grope your belly, burping, talking to me about how full you are about how you swallowed them all alive, whole, one at a time. you feel a little bad because none of them wanted to be eaten but once you started you couldn’t stop— you just had to stuff them all into your stomach. now they’re all in your tight gut, pushing for space making you burp just like we both fantasized about. they’ll be digested and end up as fat/weight on your waistline and that makes you giggle. but now you tell me you thought you were so stuffed and full with all the tinies you’ve eaten that you didn’t know if you could fit another in your stomach but just looking at me makes you want to eat me to. now i’m the one protesting but pick me up and tell me it’s what we both wanted before swallowing me whole. afterwards you rub your full belly, burping, saying we were all delicious.”