It also has minor references of stuffing and feederism.****Everyone in the story is 18+**The image comes along as the camera begins streaming. A frien...ly woman’s face moves into a view, a kind smile that reaches her eyes as she looks into the lens, giving a brief wave in greeting. As she backs away from the camera, you’re able to see much more of figure, making your eyes go wide in shock and your jaw go slack. She’s gained weight since her last show.As she settled down onto the armchair nearby,. !” and running off down the hall. I instantly put on my clothes, went back to Tommy’s room and went to sleep, traumatized by what happened. The next morning I woke up early as usual and decided to go talk to Casey about last night. Hoping she was 1) awake and 2) not freaked out about last night, I knocked on her gently ever so gently and waited a second. I heard rustling and then a few seconds later Casey opened her door and instantly turned beat red when she realized it was me. She tried. My legs are bound separately with more of the unyielding plastic, but with ankles tied to thighs, thus legs folded, I cannot move even enough to fall off this bed or out of the cloying sheets that cover me. The darkness is complete here, and my breath is laboured through the tight rubber hood with its single pinprick breathing hole. I try to crawl, seeking fresh air out from under the heavy blankets, but they are holding me down, securing me in place. I try to calm myself, try to stifle the. His expressions changed drastically. He closed his eyes. Then as reality hit him, he tried to push my hand away. I quickly pulled down his boxers, and his dick sprung out. I grabbed it firmly and started stroking it.“Do you want me to stop?” I said to him in a slutty voice. His mind wanted to say yes, but he was enjoying it and didn’t utter a word. “Thought so,” I said as I got on my knees. I put my tongue on his tip and licked it. Then I slowly took his head in my mouth and moved my tongue all.