She only wants to devour your shrinking ass and be done with you, but look at you, how pitiful, on your knees. You ought to be pleading with me for forgiveness since you’re already on your knees—not to worship me, but to realize that I have the ability to make you as small as an ant. Have you realized it yet? You will be my useless vore toy, which I shall swallow and eat. And remain deep in my tummy. You still haven’t figured it out? As your giantess I am now in charge of your life. There is nothing you can do or say to stop me from getting what I want with you now. Does that make sense? Haha! Excellent.
You are now a part of my world, my body, and my little slave. There is no question in my mind that I will munch your shrunken ass. I’ve almost finished my plan to vore you, and you’ll be living in my stomach now. What is the sensation? As the acids in my stomach start to rise above your ankles? Were you terrified of this outcome ? Hey, let me add additional fun to it for you. I’ll find your petty and idiotic complaints amusing. I’ll have your bitch ass all to myself soon. What’s wrong? Is my tummy squeezing you tight in there? If you make it through, you won’t have a life apart from me anymore. You never thought that your giantess phone sex session would turn out like this.
“Give me a break, Venus and let me out of here!” You start to yell as though I genuinely care. Here’s what you still don’t understand: I’m in charge. I’ll devour your small ass if that’s what you want. And if I want to put you under the heel of my stiletto, then I will do it. Soon, you’ll be nothing more but a green gas that I push out of my giantess phone sex ass, haha! Call 1-888-402-8669 and ask for Venus.