She seemed a giant beautiful hen girl, and this was his ruin. Her breast, almost big as his home, lured him. Her icy eyes charmed him still while her hand grabbed him
He's looking for a exit, he must end this nightmare and go back to his family.
He's trying to escape her palm now, and stares horrified at her beautiful mouth, so angelic yet so able to vore him in one bite, and he's sure that's what gonna happen.
He doesn't know the truth is even worse.
She is indeed a hen. She jiggles at the thougt of the tiny snack on her hand, but the smile is not a amused one. She is smiling with hope and aspectative, and pride. BECAUSE she is CERTAIN that her little chick, the same egg she gave birth from her huge vagina, will in short understand HOW to SEIZE AND VORE THE LIVING FOOD her mother gave him.
She smiles again, amused by his terror: he is doomed, and by the way, if he could run away he'd just run from his family. his loving, warm, TASTY family, the same who slipped screaming in terror in her troath, and melt in her stomach. She grabs her tit and massage it with lust, thinking that his beloved family is in her hand now, soft, warm, and milky
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