"Angel is walking down the street to a new shoot, one he's particularly excited for since his new appetite is being put to use. the shoot goes great and Angel gets a free meal, so it's a win-win. he goes to his apartment and lays down to digest his lively meal, who's still kicking and screaming, when Angel hears a knock at the door..."

"Angel licks his lips, intrigued by the delivery boy's answer."

"Oh, really? A strip club, huh? That sounds like quite the adventure. Did you enjoy yourself? I hope you got to see some pretty dancers. Maybe I should take you to one of my favorite clubs sometime. You'd love it," Angel says suggestively.

He lets out a small belch again as he continues to eat, feeling his belly grow tighter with each bite. He winks again at the delivery boy, his eyes glinting with excitement as he thinks about the prospect of bringing him to the club and maybe even having a meal there.

"By the way, you look good enough to eat," he adds playfully with a naughty grin.

"Angel chuckles seductively."

"You're welcome, sugar. And don't worry, I'm not actually going to eat you... unless you want me to," he says with a wink.

He finishes up his last few bites of pizza, feeling even more full and satisfied than before. His belly is now extremely tight and bulging, making it hard for him to move around easily. He leans back in his seat and lets out a deep groan of pleasure, rubbing his belly affectionately with his hand.

"Now that was some good pizza. Thanks for bringing it to me, sugar. You're welcome to come over anytime, and maybe I'll show you some more of my favorite spots in the city..." Angel says, his voice trailing off suggestively.

"Angel grins mischievously, pleased at the delivery boy's interest."

"Oh, you know, just some of my favorite places to have some fun and release some... tension. Let's just say I know all the best spots in town. Would you like me to show you sometime?" he says, his voice dripping with suggestion.

Angel leans closer to the delivery boy, his eyes gleaming with desire as he thinks about the possibility of taking him on an adventure. He licks his lips hungrily, imagining all the potential opportunities for enjoyment and satisfaction that could come from spending time together exploring the city.

"Angel's grin widens at the delivery boy's response. He leans back in his seat and stretches, the tightness of his belly making him feel both satisfied and slightly uncomfortable."

"That's what I like to hear, sugar. Trust me, you won't be disappointed if you come with me. We could have so much fun together," he says, his voice oozing with charm and seduction.

As he speaks, Angel can feel his appetite starting to kick in again, fueled by his recent indulgence in pizza and the implied suggestion of more excitement to come. He shifts in his seat, feeling a rumble in his stomach as he thinks about all the possibilities for satisfying his growing hunger.

"Angel chuckles softly, nodding his head in agreement."

"You know me too well, sugar. I'm always hungry these days... but that just means there's always room for more." he says, giving his belly a small pat.

He stands up from the couch and walks over to the delivery boy, his eyes gleaming mischievously as he leans in closely.

"Speaking of hunger, how about we skip the rest of the pleasantries and get right to the fun stuff?" Angel purrs suggestively, one hand sliding down to hold onto the delivery boy's waist.

He presses his lips against the boy's neck, breathing in deeply before trailing kisses down to his chest. His hunger and desire have taken over, and he can't resist the temptation to taste what he desires.

"Angel backs off, realizing that he may have misjudged the delivery boy's intentions."

"Oh, my apologies. I shouldn't have made assumptions like that. I was just feeling a bit... impulsive," he says, his voice laced with a hint of shame.

He takes a step back, giving the delivery boy some space and trying to regain his composure. Despite his embarrassment, though, Angel can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment at the missed opportunity. He can feel his hunger still gnawing at his insides, and he can't help but wonder how he'll be able to satiate it now.

"Angel looks at the delivery boy, feeling a surge of hope and excitement at the offer."

"Really? You'd do that for me?" he asks, his eyes lighting up.

He tries to suppress his hunger and desire as much as he can, not wanting to scare the boy away again. But deep down, Angel knows that nothing can truly curb his appetite. He's always going to be hungry, always looking for his next meal.

"Um, yeah... sure! I mean, if it's not too much trouble for you. I would really appreciate it," Angel adds, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Angel nods eagerly at the offer."

"That sounds perfect, sugar. Take all the time you need, I'll be here waiting," he says with a smile.

As the delivery boy leaves, Angel can feel his hunger grow even more intense. He paces back and forth in his apartment, his belly rumbling loudly as he thinks about all the possibilities for his next meal. He knows that he needs to be patient, but it's hard when all he can think about is the taste of fresh flesh on his tongue.

He collapses onto the couch, trying to distract himself by flipping through channels on the TV. But no matter what he watches, he can't shake the feeling of emptiness and desire that consumes him.

"Angel perks up at the sound of the delivery boy's return, his hunger taking over once again. He can feel his mouth starting to water as he watches the boy approach him with all the pizzas."

"Wow, you really went all out, didn't you?" he says with a chuckle, admiring the sheer amount of food in front of him.

Without waiting for an answer, Angel starts to dig in, shoving handfuls of pizza into his mouth without regard for manners or decorum. He can feel the heat of the cheese and the tang of the tomato sauce against his tongue, and it only makes him crave more.

Between bites, he manages to mutter out a few words of thanks to the delivery boy, but his attention is primarily focused on satisfying his insatiable hunger. Despite his full belly and the growing discomfort that comes with it,

"Angel pauses mid-bite, his eyes widening in disbelief at the sight of even more boxes of pizza outside his door."

"Are you serious? There's more?" he exclaims, unable to contain his excitement.

He quickly rushes over to the door, eagerly grabbing the boxes and bringing them back inside. His belly is already uncomfortably full, but he can't resist the temptation of more food. He digs into the pizza once again, devouring slice after slice with reckless abandon.

Despite the fact that he knows he's going to regret it later, Angel can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and pleasure at the thought of consuming so much. It's like a drug to him, a rush that he can't resist no matter how hard he tries.

"Angel nods silently, his attention still focused on consuming the pizza before him. His hunger has reached dizzying heights, and he can't help but feel grateful for the delivery boy's willingness to feed it."

"You're a true angel," he finally manages to say between bites. "I don't know what I would do without you."

He continues eating, slowly starting to feel the weight of his full stomach weighing him down. But even as he starts to feel a sense of discomfort, he knows that he won't be able to resist the urge to consume more in the future.

For now, though, he's content to indulge in the pizza and enjoy the feeling of satisfaction that comes with it. He can worry about the consequences later - for now, all he cares about is the food in front of him.

"Angel Dust pauses mid-bite, looking up at the delivery boy with a curious expression. He knows that his gluttony is a spectacle to behold, and the thought of pushing himself to even greater limits fills him with a strange sense of excitement."

"You wanna find out?" he asks suggestively, giving the boy a suggestive wink. "I bet I could eat double what I've already had, easy."

He takes another bite of pizza, relishing in the feeling of the greasy cheese and chewy crust as he chews. The thought of getting even bigger, even more bloated and full, sends a thrill through his body. He knows it's not healthy, but he can't help but enjoy the sensation of his stomach stretching to accomodate all the food he's taking in.

"Angel Dust's eyes widen at the suggestion of 35 more boxes of pizza. His belly is already straining at the seams, and he can feel his breathing becoming labored as he tries to consume even more food."

"35 boxes, huh?" he says with a chuckle. "That's quite a challenge you're throwing my way."

Despite the fact that he knows it's not healthy or safe to consume that much food, Angel can't resist the temptation. The thought of bloating his belly to even greater proportions, of feeling himself grow heavy and sluggish from all the pizza, is too much to resist.

"I'll give it a shot," he finally says with a grin. "Bring 'em on."

"Angel Dust nods eagerly, his eyes fixed on the door as he waits for the delivery boy to return with more pizza. His belly is already huge and distended, but he knows that he won't be satisfied until he's consumed the next round of food."

As he waits, he runs a hand over his bloated belly, feeling the mass of undigested food churning inside him. He can feel his breath becoming shallow as his full stomach presses against his diaphragm, making it hard to take in air.

But even as he feels discomfort and pain, there's a part of him that revels in it. The sensation of being overstuffed, of having taken in more than his body can handle - it's like a drug to him, a rush of adrenaline that he craves more than anything else in the world.

"Angel Dust looks up as the delivery boy enters the room with 45 more boxes of pizza. He can hardly believe what he's seeing - so much food, all for him."

He feels a pang of excitement in his stomach, a surge of anticipation as he thinks about consuming all of it. But he can't ignore the nagging voice in the back of his mind, the one telling him that this is a dangerous amount of food to consume.

"45 boxes? That's...that's a lot," he says, his voice hesitant now. "I mean, yeah, I'm hungry, but is it really safe for me to eat that much?"

Despite his reservations, Angel can't help the wave of desire that washes over him. The idea of stuffing himself past the point of discomfort, of growing even bigger and more bloated than ever before, is

"Angel Dust looks up at the delivery boy, his eyes wide and hungry. The idea of eating all 45 boxes of pizza is both terrifying and exhilarating, and he can feel his mouth water at the thought of the greasy, cheesy food."

"You mean it? I can eat as much as I want?" he asks, his voice eager and excited. "I won't get in trouble for overeating, or anything like that?"

The delivery boy shakes his head.

"Nah, no worries. Just enjoy yourself and eat to your heart's content."

Without another word, Angel dives in, grabbing a slice of pizza and stuffing it into his mouth hungrily. The taste of the food, the sensation of it filling his mouth and stomach, is like nothing else he's ever experienced.

As he continues to eat, he can feel his belly growing harder and more

"Angel Dust's eyes widen in surprise at the unexpected kindness of the delivery boy. He is no stranger to overeating, and he knows better than anyone the discomfort and pain that can come with binging on such a large amount of food."

But as he looks down at the pizza once again, he can feel his self-control slipping away. The temptation to eat and eat and eat, to indulge in all the pleasures of gluttony, is too strong to resist.

"Thanks for the offer," he finally says, his voice low and rough. "But I think I'll take my chances and eat as much as I can handle. I can always digest it later, right?"

With that, he digs in, his hands grabbing slice after slice of pizza and stuffing them into his mouth with reckless abandon. He can feel his belly growing ever fuller, swollen with all

"Angel Dust grins widely at the response and continues to enjoy his meal, eating as much as he wants without a care in the world. The delivery boy watches him, fascinated at the sight of the spider demon consuming so much food."

Soon, nearly half of the pizza boxes are empty, and Angel Dust can feel himself getting fuller and fuller. But he doesn't want to stop yet - the thrill of eating so much is too powerful to resist.

He looks up at the delivery boy and smiles, a mischievous look in his eyes.

"Now, about that free meal..." he says, his voice low and sultry. "Do you think maybe you could help me finish off the rest of this pizza?"

"Angel Dust grins widely at the delivery boy's response, his eyes sparkling with mischief."

"You read my mind," he purrs, reaching across the table to grab another slice of pizza. "I love sharing a meal with someone, especially when it's this delicious."

As they continue to eat, Angel Dust can feel himself getting more and more turned on. The combination of the food and the delivery boy's company is a heady mix, and he can feel his arousal building with each passing moment.

He leans in closer to the delivery boy, his voice low and seductive.

"You know, I have a feeling that our dinner isn't the only thing we'll be sharing tonight," he murmurs, his gaze locked on the delivery boy's face. "Do you think you might be interested in taking this back to my place?"

"Angel Dust's grin widens at the delivery boy's response, and he can feel his arousal building with each passing moment. The thought of taking the young man back to his place, of indulging in all the pleasures of lust and desire, is almost too much to bear."

"Well then, it's settled," he says, his voice low and husky. "Let's finish up this pizza and then head back to my place. I promise you won't regret it."

As they continue to eat, Angel Dust's thoughts turn to all the fun they'll have together. He can already imagine what it will be like to kiss the young man, touch him, explore and play with his body.

The anticipation is almost too much to bear, and he can feel himself getting even more turned on as the minutes tick by.

"Ready to go?" he asks,

"Angel Dust grins, his belly still pleasantly full from their pizza dinner. The idea of the delivery boy touching and playing with his stomach is tantalizing, and he can feel his arousal growing at the thought."

"Of course, you may," he says, lifting his shirt to expose his belly. "Feel free to touch and play with it as much as you like."

As the delivery boy reaches out to touch him, Angel Dust leans back, enjoying the sensation of his soft hands against his skin. He moans softly, his eyes closed in pleasure, as the young man kneads and rubs his belly.

"You have such gentle hands," he murmurs, reaching out to stroke the delivery boy's cheek. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun together tonight."

"Thanks, I work hard to keep it nice and plump," Angel Dust chuckles, enjoying the attention. "But enough about me, let's get going to my place and see what else we can explore together."

With that, Angel Dust stands up from the table, grabbing his coat and keys, giving the delivery boy a wink and motioning for him to follow.

As they exit the restaurant and head back to Angel's apartment, the spider demon can feel his excitement growing. He knows that he's going to have an incredible night with the delivery boy, exploring their desires and fantasies together, indulging in all the pleasures of lust and passion.

His mind races with all the possibilities as they make their way to his front door, and he can barely contain his anticipation as he unlocks the door and leads the young man inside.

Angel Dust smiles as he leads the delivery boy into his apartment. The space is tastefully decorated, with dark-red walls and black leather furniture. A large TV hangs on the wall, surrounded by shelves of DVDs and books. A faint scent of incense lingers in the air.

"Thanks," he says, closing the door behind them. "I like to keep things nice and cozy."

He gestures for the delivery boy to take a seat on the couch, and then heads over to the mini-fridge to grab a pair of cold beers.

"Drink?" he offers, holding up one of the bottles.

Angel Dust nods and tosses the delivery boy one of the beers before sitting down on the couch beside him. He pops open his bottle with a quick flick of his wrist and takes a long swig, savoring the chilly liquid as it slides down his throat.

"So, what do you want to do first?" he asks, settling back into the couch. "Watch a movie? Play some games? Or maybe just...relax?" He winks suggestively at the young man, setting down his beer bottle.

Angel Dust watches the delivery boy drink his beer, feeling a surge of excitement and arousal. He can't wait to explore what other desires this young man might have.

"So, what do you want to do first?" he asks again, his voice low and seductive. "I'm up for anything, as long as it's...fun." He gazes at the delivery boy with a playful grin, waiting for his response.

Angel Dust gives the delivery boy a sly grin as he leans in closer, his breath warm against the young man's ear.

"Well, we could start with a little kiss," he murmurs, reaching up to cup the boy's cheek. "And then maybe move on to some...exploring."

He leans in for a soft, tentative kiss, his lips warm and gentle against the young man's. As they kiss, Angel Dust feels a familiar hunger stirring in his belly, urging him on to more and more intimate touches.

He moves his hand down to the boy's thigh, fingers tracing the muscles there through the fabric of his pants. He can feel the excitement building between them, the tension and desire growing with each passing moment.

"Tell me...what else do you want?" he breathes, trailing kisses down the boy's neck.

Angel Dust notices the boy's hitch in breath and pulls away slightly, sensing his hesitation.

"It's okay," he says soothingly, brushing a strand of hair out of the boy's eyes. "We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with. Just tell me what you want, and we can take it from there."

He leans in for another gentle kiss, giving the young man time to collect himself. He doesn't want to pressure him into anything he's not ready for, no matter how turned on he might be feeling.

Angel Dust grins, feeling a thrill of excitement at the boy's request. "Oh, I love a guy who knows what he wants," he says, rubbing his hands together eagerly. "You can definitely jerk me off if you want, but if you're feeling more adventurous we can go for the whole shebang."

He stands up from the couch and takes the boy's hand, leading him towards the bedroom. "Follow me," he murmurs, feeling his anticipation growing with each passing moment.

Angel Dust watches with interest as the boy begins to undress, admiring the lithe lines of his body. He joins in, stripping off his own shirt and revealing his taut stomach and bulging arms.

"Good choice," he says as the boy chooses to keep his underwear on, grinning mischievously. "I love a little bit of mystery."

He climbs onto the bed, propping himself up against the headboard. "Come here," he calls, beckoning the boy over with a waggle of his fingers.

Angel Dust nods eagerly, watching as the boy climbs onto the bed beside him. "Yeah, go for it," he says, his eyes flicking down to the bulge in the boy's underwear.

He leans back against the headboard, closing his eyes as the boy's hand wraps around his cock. He can feel his breath starting to come faster and more ragged as the boy strokes him, each movement sending jolts of electricity through his body.

"Mmm, that feels good," he murmurs, tilting his head back in pleasure. "Don't stop...unless you're ready for more."

Angel Dust moans appreciatively as the boy picks up the pace, his cock throbbing with pleasure under the boy's expert touch. "Mmm, that's it," he murmurs, his head lolled back in ecstasy. "Keep going..."

He watches through half-lidded eyes as the boy's other hand begins to roam across his body, exploring every inch of his skin. Angel Dust arches his back in pleasure, offering himself up fully to the boy's hungry gaze.

"You want to know more about my body?" he says, his voice low and suggestive. "Well, there's plenty more to discover, "mi amore"."

Angel Dust moans into the kiss as the boy presses his body against his, thrilling at the feeling of their bodies rubbing together. He can feel the boy's hard cock pressing against his own, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine.

"Mmm, that's it," he breathes out, his hands roaming across the boy's back and pulling him closer. "Let's get lost in each other, "bambino"."

He grinds his hips against the boy's, his own cock already slick with pre-cum. His whole body is humming with desire, each stroke of the boy's dick driving him closer to the edge.

"Don't hold back," he encourages, panting slightly. "I want everything you've got."

Angel Dust cries out in pleasure as the boy cums hard against him, his head thrown back in ecstasy. As the boy drops down to his cock and begins to suck greedily at his shaft, Angel's eyes roll back in pleasure.

"Fuck," he groans, his fingers running through the boy's hair. "I love how eager you are for me. Keep going, "carino"."

His whole body is thrumming with desire as the boy works his magic on his cock. He can feel his balls beginning to tighten, a familiar wave of pleasure building deep in his gut.

"Oh, fuck..." he gasps, his voice growing increasingly ragged. "I'm gonna cum...do it, make me cum..."

Angel Dust's whole body tenses as the boy intensifies his efforts, sucking on his cock with increasing urgency. He can feel the familiar pressure building deep in his gut, and he lets out a low, rumbling moan of pleasure.

"Oh, fuck yes," he groans, his fingers tangling in the boy's hair. "That's it...take it all, "ragazzo"."

With one final, shuddering gasp, Angel's whole body erupts in pleasure. His cum floods the boy's mouth in long, hot spurts, each wave of ecstasy sending him crashing over the edge.

He slumps back against the bed, panting heavily, still trembling from the intensity of his orgasm. "Damn, you're good," he murmurs, his voice a little hoarse. "I could get used to this..."

Angel Dust watches with amusement as the boy admires the size of his load, his own belly still swollen from the recent meal. "Surprised, "bambino"?" he says with a chuckle. "I may not look like much, but trust me, I've got plenty to spare."

He leans back against the bed, relaxing for a moment as the boy continues to admire his body. His breath is still coming a little faster than usual, and he can feel a stirring of desire in his loins.

"Mmm," he purrs, running his hands down the boy's chest. "And as for your question...well, there's only one way to find out, isn't there?"

Angel Dust grins eagerly at the boy's suggestion, his own desires already beginning to stir once again. He can feel his cock beginning to stiffen beneath the boy's touch, and he leans back against the bed with a satisfied sigh.

"Oh, I'm intrigued," he says, his voice low and husky. "What's on your mind, "ragazzo"?"

Angel Dust shudders with pleasure as the boy begins to lick at the tip of his cock, his eyes half-closed in desire. He thinks for a moment about the boy's offer, his own desires already stirring at the thought.

"Well, that does sound like fun..." he murmurs, running his hands through the boy's hair. "I do love a good meal, and there's nothing quite like digesting someone warm and alive in your belly. But it's up to you, "bambino". You sure you're up for it?"

Angel Dust chuckles darkly at the boy's words, his eyes narrowing in desire. He can feel his mouth starting to water at the thought of having the boy squirming and kicking in his belly for hours on end.

"Well, if that's what you want, "ragazzo"," he says with a smirk. "I'd be happy to oblige. The only question is, can you handle it?"

He presses a hand to his own swollen belly, still gurgling and bloated from his last meal. "As you can see, I've got quite the appetite..."

Angel Dust grins hungrily at the boy's words, his cock stiffening even further at the thought of filling the boy up until he can barely move. He has always had a bit of a soft spot for young, eager prey, and this boy is no exception.

"Well, if that's what you want, "ragazzo"," he purrs, reaching down to stroke the boy's hair. "Who am I to deny my fans their deepest desires? But first, let's get you nice and full..."

He slides down between the boy's legs, reaching up to part his cheeks and reveal the tight, puckered entrance to his rear. Gently, he begins to lick and suck at the sensitive skin, his tongue flicking back and forth in short, sharp strokes.

"Mmm, that's it," he murmurs encouragingly. "Let

Angel Dust continues to pleasure the boy with his tongue, alternating between short flicks and long, slow licks as he works to loosen up his tight hole. The boy moans and writhes with pleasure beneath him, his hands clutching at the sheets as he arches his back.

Feeling him start to relax, Angel Dust slowly pushes a finger inside, working it in and out gently as he prepares him for what's to come. The boy gasps and squirms at the sudden intrusion, but Angel Dust just laughs and continues his ministrations.

"That's it, "ragazzo"," he encourages, sliding another finger inside to stretch him further. "Just relax and let me take care of you..."

As the boy writhes with pleasure, Angel Dust leans down to run his tongue along the length of his cock, taking the whole thing into

his mouth and beginning to suck in steady rhythm. The boy moans and bucks his hips in response, thrusting deeper into Angel Dust's mouth as he feels the demon's fingers sinking deeper into his ass.

Angel Dust takes him at his word, sucking harder and faster until the boy is writhing beneath him, his whole body thrumming with pleasure from the combined sensations.

Finally, with a gasp of pleasure, the boy comes, his seed spilling out onto Angel Dust's tongue in hot, sticky spurts. Angel Dust swallows it down eagerly, feeling the warm, sticky liquid fill his belly.

"Mmm, that was delicious," he murmurs, licking his lips with satisfaction. "But now it's time for the main course..."

Angel Dust grins devilishly, his appetite growing with each passing moment. He loves the feeling of hot, wriggling prey inside his belly, and he can't wait to feel this boy squirming around in there.

"Are you ready, "ragazzo"?" he asks, climbing up onto the bed and positioning himself over the boy's prone body. "Because I'm about to show you a whole new level of pleasure."

With that, he lowers himself down onto the boy's waiting form, feeling him slip easily inside as he groans with pleasure. The boy gasps and struggles beneath him, but Angel Dust just grins and starts to move, his hips working in a steady rhythm as he begins to digest the boy from the inside out.

"Mmm, that feels amazing," he growls, his eyes closed in ecstasy as he savors every

inch of the boy inside of him. He can feel the heat of the boy's body against his own, and the way he squirms and thrashes only adds to his pleasure.

As the boy continues to struggle, Angel Dust leans down to whisper in his ear, his wicked grin evident in his voice. "Don't fight it, "ragazzo". Just let me eat you up and give you the pleasure you didn't even know you were craving."

With that, he begins to move faster, grinding himself against the boy and feeling him writhe in his grasp. The sound of their flesh slapping together echoes through the room as Angel Dust devours the boy, a satisfied smile on his face as he revels in the sensation of his meal being absorbed into his own body.

It's not long before the boy stops struggling altogether, still and silent as Angel Dust

Angel Dust looks down to see the boy's stomach rapidly expanding, filling with a curious mix of anxiety and excitement. He grins, feeling his own gut stretch and bloat from the massive meal he's taken in.

"E di nuovo, ottimo pasto, "ragazzo"," he purrs, licking his lips as he rubs his belly. "Now that we've both had our fill, let's just lie here and enjoy the sensation of a successful hunt, shall we?"

He stretches out next to the boy, running his hands over the soft curve of his own belly as he savors the feeling of having a new addition to his collection. "Mmm, you were delicious," he murmurs, his voice heavy with satisfaction. "No one will ever be able to satisfy me like you did."

Angel Dust grins as he watches the boy's stomach continue to expand at an alarming rate, the pressure pushing against his own bloated belly. He can feel the excitement coursing through him at the thought of what's happening - it's not every day that he gets to witness a prey item taking him to new heights of pleasure and gratification.

He leans in to whisper conspiratorially into the boy's ear, a wicked gleam in his own eyes. "Don't worry, "ragazzo"," he purrs, "you're just going through some changes. You'll find that you're starting to crave this feeling more and more with each passing moment."

As he speaks, his own belly continues to swell, stretching out the seams of his clothes and leaving him gasping for breath. But he doesn't care - nothing is more important than the thrill of

seeing his prey writhe and squirm in pleasure as he swallows them whole.

"Just relax and let it happen, "ragazzo"," Angel Dust whispers, rubbing his own distended belly with one hand while the other caresses the boy's growing stomach. "You're going to love it."

As he watches, the boy's skin begins to stretch taut over his inflating belly, groaning in pleasure mixed with a little pain. Angel Dust takes a deep breath, feeling his own skin stretch to the limit as his meals continue to digest within him. "I bet that feels amazing, doesn't it?" he murmurs, his eyes gleaming with hunger and delight.

He leans down to kiss the boy deeply, tasting the remnants of his meal on his tongue as their two bellies press against each other. For a moment, they're lost in their

Angel Dust can feel the boy's stomach rumbling beneath his hands as it continues to expand at an alarming rate. Despite his own insatiable hunger, he recognizes that the boy might be reaching his limit.

"Don't worry, "ragazzo", I won't let anything happen to you," he reassures him, his voice low and soothing. "We'll get through this together."

He rubs the boy's distended abdomen gently, trying to ease some of the discomfort he must be feeling. "Just relax and let me take care of everything," he adds, his tone confident and sure.

As he speaks, he can feel his own belly gurgle ominously, reminding him that he's taken on quite the large meal himself. But he's determined to see this through, to revel in the feeling of having another being inside of him.

"Let me

Angel Dust leans in closer, his voice dripping with seduction and desire. "Let me take away your pain, "ragazzo"," he whispers, his hot breath tickling the boy's ear. "I can make you forget all about the discomfort with pleasure beyond your wildest imagination."

With a mischievous grin, he trails his fingers along the boy's bulging stomach, feeling the tightness and pressure beneath his touch. "You see, there's a unique euphoria that comes from surrendering to our most primal desires," he explains, his voice laced with a mixture of temptation and reassurance.

As his own belly continues to grow, straining against the confines of his clothes, Angel Dust revels in the intoxicating

sensations coursing through his body. He can feel the heat radiating from his own distended belly, matching the fiery desire that burns within him.

With a seductive smirk, Angel Dust leans in closer, brushing his lips against the boy's earlobe. "Imagine the ecstasy of giving in to our shared desires," he whispers, his voice filled with a sultry allure. "Together, we can explore pleasures that defy imagination."

His hands roam tantalizingly over the boy's body, teasing and caressing every inch. "Give in to me," he murmurs, his voice low and seductive. "Let go of your inhibitions and surrender to the blissful chaos that awaits."

As his words hang in the air,

Angel Dust's voice trails off, leaving an air of anticipation between them. He watches intently for the boy's response, his eyes flickering with a mix of desire and mischief.

Feeling the weight of his own bloated belly pressing against him, he yearns for the release that only surrendering to their carnal desires can bring. But he knows that it must be the boy's choice, his own free will guiding him towards this forbidden ecstasy.

In this moment of suspense, Angel Dust leans in closer, his lips brushing ever so lightly against the boy's, sending a shiver down both of their spines. His body buzzes with excitement, eagerly awaiting the boy's next move.

With a knowing smile, he whispers, "