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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #1670540
You awake under a tree in the middle of Africa, and the animals have many cravings.
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Chapter #5

Giraffe Fat

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The giraffe continued licking at you, then things took a turn when her tongue wrapped around your clothes and ripped them off. Before you could process what she was doing, her tongue wrapped around your neck and hoists your head into her maw and straightening up letting you dangle as she hummed in content. This one was just as tasty as the other one currently in her gut.

With a quick toss of her head, the giraffe took in your chest and shoulders, her thick tongue wrapped around your body, covering it with thick drool. Her coffee brown eyes glimmered with amusement at your kicking feet. Not much you could do, but she didn't care. She enjoyed the feeling of their bodies being churned into fat and crap. With another toss, she swallowed your chest and took in your gut.

Turning away from where she found you, the giraffe started walking into the vast savannah, her already swollen gut swaying slightly while she enjoyed the taste of her meal. Her black tongue slipped from between your legs and eased between your butt cheeks, pushing your backside into her maw. She let out a pleased hum at your taste and discomfort. Her bulging throat shifted and squirmed as you struggled helplessly.

Wrapping her tongue around your legs, she slurped then up with a wet swallow, sending a lovely bulge down her gullet. The moment you enter her stomach...

"Gah, what the heck?" A voice yelled.

"W-who's there?" You ask.

"My names Samantha Karter, I'm a ranger who was investigating disappearances in the area," she explained.

Meanwhile, the giraffe continued on her merry walk, relishing the feeling of her gut swinging side to side, the acids coating her thrashing food. A hearty belch erupted from her and she licked her lips...

An hour later, the giraffe continued on her way, her fatter rear bouncing with each step as she left behind a pile of feces and bones to cook in the sun.

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