Angiejoy - Fake guy gets devoured wmv

Angiejoy - Fake guy gets devoured wmv

Angiejoy sighed heavily, the excitement building up within her as she waited for the perfect moment to strike. It had been several weeks since she last indulged in her secret desires, and her hunger was growing unbearable. As she casually walked down the dimly lit hallway of her enormous home, her eyes scanned every corner, searching for any signs of movement or life.

Suddenly, something caught her eye – a tiny shadow flitting across the floor. Her heart raced as she realized that she had found her target. Quickly, Angiejoy skimmed through the surveillance cameras, observing the intruder's every move. He – or maybe it was a she? – seemed strangely familiar, yet utterly foreign at the same time.

Moving with grace and precision honed from years of training, Angiejoy approached the sleeping form warily. It was then that she noticed the distinctive odor emanating from the intruder – a combination of fear and arousal that made her mouth water. Without further hesitation, she grabbed the corners of the intruder's shirt and pulled them towards her, revealing a surprisingly well-endowed figure.

Chuckling softly, Angiejoy reminded herself not to get too distracted by appearances. After all, looks mean nothing when it comes to satisfying one's hunger. So, she knelt down, her enormous figure hovering over the intruder's tiny form, and slowly lifted their upper body towards her waiting mouth.

The taste was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Bitter, metallic, and yet oddly addictive. Angiejoy savored every drop, moaning in delight as the intruder's body seemed to melt in her mouth. With each bite, she could feel herself growing stronger, more powerful. It was almost as if the intruder's essence was flowing into her veins, revitalizing her very being.

As she swallowed the last remaining bits of the intruder, a sense of satisfaction washed over her. But it was short-lived, as her hunger returned with a vengeance. She knew what she had to do now. Grabbing the leash attached to the intruder's ankle, Angiejoy pulled them closer, savoring the struggle against their perceived weakness.

With a determined gleam in her eye, she sank deeper into the intruder's warmth, feeling their resistance fade away as her giantess essence claimed them completely. And then, finally, she felt the familiar sensation of their body sliding down her throat, into her belly.

This time, there was no struggle, no hesitation. The intruder was hers, Body and soul, and she would consume every last morsel until she was full and satisfied once again.