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In a huff you stroll over to where the small group of girls has gathered to feast upon another succulent looking boy. At the top of your lungs you say in a concerned manner, "Oh there you are sweetie I was so worried, I forgot to give your lunch for the day. Oh! who are your friends?" The young man looks at you in confusion but before he is able to say anything the leader of the small group of voracious girls spoke up as she bar's your way. With a huff and a bit of snort as should be expected from such a glutton of a girl she uses her weight to push back as she tried to stand toe to toe with you as she barks back, "What's it to you? I don't remember telling you are names nor giving you the right to ask for them Preggo!" You are taken back a bit by how rude this little fat pig is but with a smirk you use the might of your large belly to push back aganist the fat gut of such a succulent looking little meal forcing her to take a few steps back before she too uses her immense weight to match up with yours pressing her flabby middle aganist your rather taunt yet very strong belly. As you lean in some you glare at the fat little vore saying in the sternest voice you could muster, "I beg your pardon young lady but as a matter of fact I am this boy's mother and the fact that I have this lovely round and fertile belly does not give you the right to talk to me in such a tone." The young vore looks at you with disgust and continues her verbal rant pushing her fat gut ever so closer into yours. As she does so your brood inside your overstretched belly begins to squirm and kick giving you an idea as to what this nasty little vores fate should be.
She push her further back aganist the wall with the massive weight of the belly as it continues to squirm even more and slight growl emanates from within its depths it is obvious what your intent is. As the other vores step back looking at how your gaze has turned from lust for the young man they had just cornered to pure hungry and the need to feed your ever expanding brood within you. Still as defiant as ever the lead vore looks at you and continues to taunt you even as the crushing weight from your belly continues to push her further and further aganist the wall. As the scene unfolds the young man you had chosen as your prize eagerly begins to move away from the scene in hopes of not becoming afternoon snack. As your massive belly finally has her pinned aganist the wall many in the hallway begin to watch in both amazement and excitement as you forcefully grabs the young vore by her hair pulling her close to widening maw using your belly as a makeshift slid. Your belly glistened in the school's lights all thanks to rigorous routine of applying a combination of oil and lotion to keep your skin nice and taunt yet healthy and strong, this also helped make it easier for your meals to slid down without having to exhaust yourself. As the young vore rushes down your belly you steady yourself bracing for the impact as she hits the back of your throat. As you close you maw slightly you let your lips wrap around her flabby frame pulling her in slowly like a python in the embrace of its next meal as your drool helps to cot the young vore making it easier for her to slid down your guilt. With such slow motions you begin to enjoy the feeling of yet another tasty morsel traveling down your throat rendering themselves nothing more than nutrients for you and your brood. All the other students watch as you continue to pull the young fat vore further and further in down your throat her body squirming and fighting for every last dying bit of air she could get. You notice that you'll have to need her flab like dough molding and shaping it to the confines of your mouth. As you work your magic you finally reach the short stumps this fat little pig would have once called legs and like Ham legs you push them in one at a time until with a final gulp and as your jaw reforms you hear the sound of your stomach pushing out any remaining air exhaling it through a slight feminine burp.
Looking down you can see that your breast have slowly been parted as the girls mass travels down your throat to her final resting place. With a joy filled pat it looks as though you have swallowed a rather large pumpkin. Your blouse hasn't fared so well and as always the buttons have come undone either bursting from their placement or simply just falling to the floor around you. As you look at yourself rather embarrassed after all you are a teacher for this school, you try to cover yourself but soon see no real point in such a pointless activity. You turn and face the student body and in a show of confidence slap your overstuffed gut for all to see, "As you can see this little one is mine and if anyone ever tries anything funny with him you'll end up in here", you slap you gut, "Or become one of many of my ever growing family." You smile before you grab the young man's arm and whisk him away as he tries to keep pace with you.
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