I came home very hungry. For a long day I had been trying to catch a little one, but to no avail. I sigh and sit down to try to relax, when suddenly I feel something squirming under my butt! I get up, and to my surprise, it's a little man! The little man says it was just carried by the wind to my house. I slowly peel off my clothes, preparing to swallow him. I get comfortable, getting down at eye level with him. I promise to help him, but he needs to get into my stomach first and cum. I lunge forward! Mouth open, tongue out! I grab him, but he jumps out of my mouth. I chase after him and catch him. He resists and begs. I lick my lips and cover him with my now wide open mouth. And from this moment, the struggle begins. I plunge him into my mouth and immediately moan in pleasure. But then I start shaking my head up and down, back and forth! He's fighting to keep from being swallowed. Again, and again, and again, he tries to get out, and I shake my head. I put my finger in my mouth and shove it down my throat! With a slurp and pleasure, I feel him flopping down. I slap myself on my stomach to tease him. I think the fight is over and I can relax and enjoy my gut sucking out every drop of his cum. But no! My stomach starts to move! It starts pushing in and out, over and over again. I'm being tossed around as he struggles with my giant guts. But I just laugh and enjoy watching him thrash again. At one point he crawls into my mouth again, but I slip my finger in there and swallow him again. And the struggle stops. I moan and feel my gut fill with cum. I get on my knees and show my ass, I moan and slap it. I wait for him to cum in my ass. I lie on my back and gently and slowly stroke my pussy and wait....