I Made A Gassy Vore Plan With My Side-Thing To Rid Myself Of My Boring Boyfriend - PART 1

Description: That morning   you and i have just finished having a little romp in the sheets and i'm expressing how much of a good time i've been having with someone who is not my boyfriend. wearing a red lace full booty panties and a red crop top, i go about making the bed that we've messed it up so thoroughly, which includes loads of bending over to give you ample ass views. i start to compare how much better and exciting you to my boyfriend. we have great sex all the time, whereas he does the most boring things such as; the missionary position every single time; him 'finishing' fast; and him not letting me go down on him as much as i'd love to, which you know is one of my most favorite things! in fact, he's coming back in a little while and you'll have to leave, which is a bummer.   since i'm bending over often as i continue to straighten the bed, you use it as an excuse to compliment how nice and big my ass is. "ya know", i sigh, giving my ass a solid spank, "when you eat as many people as i do, you gotta have a big ass. it all goes here!", and i emphasize my point with another booty smack. this gets me started on complaining about my boyfriend again, and in my relaxed state around you, a very juicy fart bubbles out from my behind. i whip around in embarrassment and start apologizing, but before i can get very far, my face scrunches up and i wave my hand in front of my face commenting on how smelly it is. actually relieved, you tell me that you liked it. "oh really!?", i smile, "well then--" and i let out a bubbly burp to match the fart. i egregiously judge my boyfriend for not allowing me to pass gas at all, which is really frustrating.   from here on, i just let them rip, farting and belching as if i'm alone by myself. but now, you get to take pleasure in them, too. it's so nice to be my normal gassy self around someone who i can burp and fart so freely. honestly, i've been holding it in around you, which is hard, because of all the people i eat. now, i don't need to worry about when we have sex the way that we do, since it tends to fuck all of that gas out of me. i reiterate that when i eat people, the flatulence is an immediate result, and i turn around to smack and jiggle my booty, demonstrating where they wind up, which is the fat on my phat ass.   this particular bout of gassiness was from someone i ate at the gym yesterday. i go on to share a story of this gym-bro-guy that wouldn't stop staring at my juicy rump, which was disruptive for me. so, i lured him to the girl's locker-room, and into one of the shower stalls. pretending that i was going to give him a blowjob, i got on my knees, opened my mouth really wide, and used a jiu-jitsu move to topple him inside of it. since he liked my mighty rear end so much, he could become a part of it! since my reaction to eating people is so sudden, i started immediately farting and burping him out. there's another thing that tends to happen after such a significant meal, which is that i need to take a person-sized dump. so, i had to go into one of the locker room stalls, and i buried the toilet with a his remains, with bones and everything. "his skull had this expression of pure terror on it", i delightfully convey, "which is the best part. the dread they reveal when they're struggling and afraid in my bloated belly, as i digest them." and i give my belly a little pat.   you ask why i eat people. "because they taste really good", i answer. "but mostly, it's the absolute horror at what's happening that makes them so fucking delicious! which is also a massive turn on", i moan, "knowing that they're going to meet" -- and i grab to jiggle my ass with both hands -- "this end." i continue to bounce my cheeks here and there during our time together, to really model off what becomes of them. "the only down side", i ponder, "is figuring out what to do with their remains. like that guy at the gym. i don't think i can return to the gym after i buried that toilet." and i laugh in a wicked way.   "oh, don't worry", i voice when i see you starting to get nervous that i might eat you, "i'd never eat someone i have romantic feelings for.". which brings us back to how boring i think my boyfriend is. so, you ask if i'd ever eat him, my boyfriend. after a very short debate with myself, i say, "well, he's a decent enough person, so wouldn't it be kind of cruel? actually, i think it would be kind of hot, right? after he's been so nice to me, for him to just become one of my massive toilet-burying dumps!?" and i let out a long loud ripper from that gym-bro i'd eaten. thinking about the cruelty of it is enough to get me going again, and i wiggle my ass at you.   you ask what my biggest fantasy is and without barely a thought about it, i verbally fantasize about how i would love to have sex right after i've eaten my boyfriend whole, and he's still thrashing around in my belly. "then", i passionately postulate, "i would have you cum down my throat, and my partially-digested boyfriend would have not choice but to get coated in my lover's cum." and laugh sadistically.   you ask what the most fucked up thing i'd ever done was, and i share a detailed story about when i went to my best friend's wedding, back in my pre-boyfriend ho days, and i fucked her husband after the ceremony. afterwards, he got all weird, so i ate him. later at the party when she asked me where he might be, i accidentally burped his wedding ring right in her face! i didn't even really feel that bad about it. in fact, i was kind of turned on that she was so upset, crying and in tears. that was the end of that friendship.   sharing these personal vore stories starts to turn me on and so i return the conversation to whether i'd eat my boyfriend or not, and i land on wanting to go through with it. "yeah, really!", i exclaim, "what's great about this, is that since he's so boring and "perfect", he has this incredible life insurance policy. we can take that money and go on a vacation. in fact, with how much money i'd get from him, we could do all sorts of things." which i list out loud what those things could be. i make it extra clear how you will get to reap the benefits of what eating him will do, by smacking and jiggling my badonkadonk. "if i wasn't clear", i purr, "it will make my ass fatter."   you and i can finally be together like we've been wanting to. i won't have to lie to myself anymore about who i am and what i want to do, which includes eating my boyfriend. we will also get to share in how damn gassy i become after i consume a person. i tell you that you should probably get going because my boyfriend will be home soon, and i can't wait to have a nice little 'discussion' with him. i give you a little wave, telling you that i'll see you after the deed has been done.   this video is a part of a 4-day release. today, i am releasing part 1, with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above. tomorrow, i will release the 2nd part. the following day, i will release the 3rd part. the day after that, will release the whole video, which will be discounted for your patience!