My dating profile said that I was 'hungry for love' and it may have been a bit too accurate. I invited my date for the evening over to my house for a beverage before dinner. Little did he imagine, HE was my intended pre-dinner snack. My belly rumbles with an aching hunger as I give him a secret shrinking potion in his water. This will make it so much easier to slip him down my throat! I'm looking so inviting in a tight, shiny black PVC catsuit, unzipped low in the front. Men make it so easy to distract them with my body as I close in for what I need. After he shrinks down to an edible size, I picked him up, admired his little body, and showed him the inside of my mouth. Mmmm, he'll be seeing that up-close soon enough! My stomach growled angrily, anxious for its next meal. I treated him to one last delight - a slide down my big, round tits, before I popped him into my mouth and chewed him up in a few greedy bites. Satiated for the moment, my stomach begins to digest the human body, making many different sounds. I rub it, happy and looking forward to my next date already.