>>2022515BIKE LAMES ARE FOR NIGGERS
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As for Cynthia and Lusamine, the two traveling companions lay atop one another, squished unbelievably tight against the fleshy walls of this schoolgirl’s gut. Cynthia grit her teeth as she felt her belly and thighs forced into the acid bath thanks to Lusamine’s body pressing down from above. One of her hands was stuck between the stomach wall and one of the Aether president’s squishy thighs, while she felt a foot jamming ever more annoyingly into the side of her head while her friend’s tush squished atop her head. Additionally, all the long blonde tresses had become so inconvenient for both women, unpleasantly tickling Cynthia’s body with the slight movement of this gastric prison.
Glrmmmm… Blllooort~
“MMHHPHHH!”
Lusamine attempted to voice her loud protest, but found her entire head mashed into a wall of flesh. In being too large to fit in this girl’s belly alone, the two predatory women had doomed themselves to an intolerable mess of limbs atop one another in this sweltering, oxygen-deprived chamber. All these tasty Bug Catchers, School Kids, and more little runts filling out their curves had all been for naught thanks to this ridiculous circumstance.
Why… How? Defeated by some nobody—this can’t be happening…!! Cynthia told herself in pure misery. Not…like…this…! She only wished she could concoct some plan of attack with Lusamine to get the hell out of here, but her companion seemed completely incapacitated, and she wasn’t any better. The Sinnoh Champion’s breathing was already growing ragged…
