You grab Doki by the belt, but she stuffs your face into her drooling throat. She starts swallowing over your body hard, quickly enveloping your head and shoulders, but you're still clutching that belt. Doki reaches an impasse by the time her jaws are suckling over your chest. Realizing she has to dislodge you, she tries prying your hands loose, but you're clinging on for dear life.
You hear Doki grunt in frustration, but you at least have a moment of pause. Now what? Although you don't get long to think about it, because Doki reaches up under your arms and... tickles? Oh fuck.
You start to squirm and convulse involuntary until being forced to let go. Doki capitalizes on the dirty trick by lifting you up and starting you down into her wet, rancid, pancake-filled stomach. In the next few seconds she'd wolf down your hips, your bum, the casually slurp up your thighs and calves until all that's left are your sneakers in her jaws. Doki gnaws at them slightly, then gulps to finish you off. Doki lets out a great big sigh of satisfaction and slaps her bulging gut full of you.
"Ahhh... that hit the spot." Bwhorp. You can hear her smacking her lips while her hands knead you around against the satin walls. It isn't long before your skin starts itching. She's digesting you!
