The blushing that was once on Allison's face is now gone, replaced by Panic as she continues to squirm. But her squirming does nothing but force another Belch to ripple out from your throat onto Allison. Whose face is now covered in spit, as then she beings to cough from the gas that escapes from your deadly gut.
You then leaned over, with your legs finally giving way as you lay on top of your stomach as if it was a bean bag, which lays on top of Allison as she continues to cough and squirm. Eventually the gas dissipates and she stops coughing, but she is soon met with your hungry maw which hovers over her. Allison now has a clear view to the back of your mouth, as you then lick your lips with a bit of drool falling onto her face, taunting Allison as she squirms harder than ever before. Still it does nothing but make you more gassy, as you then let out another Belch Rippling out from your throat, this time something flying out of your maw, and Landing a few feet away, it was Jessica's skull.
"Looks like my stomach is making room for you" you say with a devilish smile as Allison looks up at you in Terror eventually screaming for help, which lands on deaf ears. Now that you say it, you do feel kind of hungry, maybe you should go for seconds. Or you could sleep the rest of Jess off.
Then again, in the back of your head you do feel bad for Allison, maybe you should apologize. But maybe you could convince her to give you a belly rub for her freedom.
You Ponder these ideas for a second as Allison continues to squirm, she looks up at you in Terror a single tear rolling down her cheek, you continue to think about what choice you should make as she squirms from under you.
