

πππππππππΏ π½π ππ π½ππππ! Custom Script β‘οΈ
You play a smothering stalker who has finally captured me. The clip starts in pov with you straddling me. βYou're finally awake. Don't bother getting up. Your hands and legs are tied and you couldn't lift me off you anyways.β. You talk about how you have been watching me and how you captured me. You know I'm a supportive person and that's something you have always wanted in a boyfriend. You ask me date questions, all the while you rub and oil your belly, each jiggle only a few inches from my face. When I don't give you the answers you want you stifle my complaints with your belly, smothering me till I'm gasping. You try to play it off nice and tell me βOops. Sometimes that happens when your a sweet chubby girl.β. You do your best to win me over boasting about your breasts and your belly but when it doesn't work you start getting annoyed. You grind on my chest, thrusting your tummy out dominantly again and again saying βIf you're not going to play with me then i'll just have to play with you.β. I try to tell you to untie me but you smother me again this time laughing as you do so. You comment on my struggles and how your belly completely engulfs my face. I almost pass out right as you move your belly back allowing me to breathe. You caress your belly showing me just how much power you and it have over me. You make me kiss it and worship it. When you ask me if I'm having fun, I beg for you to get off me. This bothers you for the last time and you tell me βI don't like your tone. You know what happens to rude boys. They don't wake up again.β. Laughing, you slowly push your belly back over my face, drowning me under your beautiful paunch. You tell me βJust let my belly have youβ and to βStop twitching, and just go to sleepβ as everything fades away underneath your glorious gut.