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Jeremy and Fiona

“When I had swallowed Fiona down to her boobs, I pushed Jeremy’s head, face first, against her belly, and swallowed harder, pulling both of them off their feet, and getting both ‘down the hatch’ at the same time.
“My belly was probably larger than a station wagon, but I didn’t care. I just laid down on my side, on the floor, and cried for at least an hour. This is probably stupid, but for the first part of that hour, I could feel them fighting and squirming, as well as hearing them yell for help or mercy. They weren’t getting either from me. Perhaps 15 minutes after swallowing them, they either suffocated, or my stomach acid had finished off their ability to move or yell.
“The next morning, I called my job, made some comment that I wasn’t coming in due to being sick, and stayed home for a week, not eating anything, meaning regular food, for the duration.
“I was sick. Sick at heart, as I’d devoured my boyfriend and longest BFF. But they’d gone behind my back and had sex in my bed. I blamed them, not myself”.

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