CUSTOM:

A couple is at home during the evening time frame and preparing dinner in their kitchen. They are stuck inside their house because of a Stay at Home Order (COVID-19 crisis). In a very short amount of time the wife gets frustrated that the husband keeps running into her because of the small space in the kitchen.

The man goes away to his man cave far away from his frustrated spouse. He begins to drink a and then hears something move in the background. IT'S THE FIERCE FELINE CAT BURGLAR!
The man spins around to see what the noise is and OH NO! It's an extremely sexy looking fierce vinyl-clad cat burglar lady staring straight at him! She immediately pushes him onto the ground and begins sm*thering him with her whole body before he can say anything. He begins to fade in and out of consciousness (camera blurs in and out of focus). Just to make sure you decide to go a l*ttle further.

WHAT'S WRONG? P*SSY GOT YOUR TONGUE?
He might be faking it, so you sit on his face to make sure he is out, grinding your pussycat all over him to the point that you almost *rgasm in the process, but stop short. You then push his face back outside of your warm wet p*ssy and see that he's covered in your pre-c*m fluids..."What's wrong there h*ney, p*ssy got your tongue?" (SURE DID!)The POV camera is now c*mpletely still and the cat burglar says she is about to tape his mouth shut and then binds his arms and legs together! Eventually he wakes up, frees one hand and we see a POV of him placing a c*ll to his wife on the phone (he can't yell or talk really with a taped mouth but he could make muffled screams or something).

NO MORE DISTRACTIONS:
The scene transitions to the wife making dinner, she sees and hears her phone go off and she also hears some movement or something as well (the struggle in the man cave of course...but she doesn't know that. She yells out something like, "Really H*ney! You're calling me! I'm busy okay! If you really need something just come down and tell me! I I'm still working on dinner!...And stop making such a loud noise it's distracting me! She then shakes her head in frustration and swipes reject c*ll on her phone, turns on the tv and listens to the jazz music channel to tune out anymore distractions of whatever he is doing in his man cave and continues making dinner.

The scene then transitions back to the struggle in the man cave and this time you re-bind his hands and push his phone away from him. You then proceed to slowly take him out of his man-cave sanctuary and into your warm wet cave of digestion ( you gulp him down with that wonderful endo camera and those sound effects of course). There isn't much he can do now but watch as he slowly descends down into your gut. The slick, mucus covered walls are pulling him in deep inside you. He eventually feels his bound legs finally enter into your mouth. Then your mouth closes and sends the rest of him down inside your gut. Then we see you begin the erotic process of churning up the husband inside your sexy belly along with amazing views of your large swaying boobs...Goodbye man cave sanctuary...goodbye

The scene goes back to the wife almost done with dinner and really enjoying the peace and quiet. She then yells out to her husband, "Hey h*ney, dinner is ready! Hey I'm sorry I snapped at you earlier. You can come back whenever you want to.".......no response..........just the tv music channel on in the background. I guess he is still frustrated and doesn't want to be disturbed, so she gets back to work finishing up dinner like placing the silverware and stuff.

Transition back to the man cave. Things in the man cave are...very unfortunate for the husband. He is deep inside your monsterous belly and you are moaning in pleasure, burping, and churning up your meal into a nice squishy pulp. The key in this long digestion sequence is to highlight your sexy belly and boobs as they are swaying and moving around, churning this guy into mush, but also showing off your sexy bl*ck cat outfit and maybe some sexy cat nails as your hands feel up your struggling belly. There is no talking, just those amazing digestion sounds with the occasional burps and moaning! Your quietly churning this guy up. You're a sexy cat burglar after all!

About halfway through this specific scene you could physically convey that the husband has almost fought his way back up to your throat (perhaps the digestive enzymes weakened the bindings enough for him to get free of them). It looks and sounds like you might throw up, g*gging and stuff and there are globs of warm saliva dripping back out of your mouth. But just as the husband is almost able to get back up your throat you swallow more spit and send him back down into your slimy depths. The thought of the dude seeing his man cave from your open mouth and the fact that he almost made it out, but fails and gets sucked right back down into your soft, slimy, warm, and dark stomach craaaaaaazzzzzzy good! It's like being swallowed alive inside of a sexy cave inside a man-cave...one that slowly digests you!

Transitions back to the wife. This time everything is set at the table and she is waiting on him. Why isn't he coming down for dinner? Isn't he still hungry? Did he forget? Maybe he's still angry at her for snapping at him? She yells out to him again that dinner is ready but hears nothing, so she calls his cell phone.

Transition back to the man cave with the camera zoomed into your boobs and churning belly (with some real pulpy, squishy digestion sounds oh my). The audience hears his phone ringing several times over the course of a minute or so while staring at a zoomed in view of your churning belly and swaying boobs (the wife tries to c*ll him several times but he is not picking up.. As the phone rings he puts up a desperate fight to escape...this only speeds up your digestive juices in addition to tiring him out even more. We also hear very heavy digestion sounds and maybe some sound-injected wet burps and/or some farting and sexy moans as your belly churns him into mush.

Transition back to the wife. He's not picking up the phone. He must still be frustrated at her for snapping at him earlier so she leaves a voicemail, saying something like, "Hey h*ney I'm really sorry I snapped at you, I had a long day at work and I'm just cranky." Hey, I'm going to keep your dinner warm in the oven so you can eat whenever you're ready. I'm gonna take a l*ttle nap in the living room...I Love you b*by."She then falls resting on the couch with the relaxing jazz music still playing on the tv.

Transition back to the cat burglar in the man cave...having dinner on the man's couch or comfy lounge chair. The once big and strong man is now barely distinguishable inside your gut. He's not fighting back anymore. Your soft and slimy stomach walls have mushed him up really good. You feel him slowly giving into your stomach muscles. The constant grinding of your warm and soft stomach walls paired with your slimy enzmes is overwhelming his senses. It begins to lull him to rest. He can't believe what is happening to him. At first he was frightened and scared, but now most all of the p*in has d*ed away...he begins to come at peace with his situation. The last thing he hears (besides the overwhelming digestion noises with warm liquids and muscles squishing his whole body) is your echoing moans of joy all around him as you begin to *rgasm. He closes his eyes. Then with no p*in he feels the eerie phenomenon of his body breaking down into mush while your hips and stomach muscles rapidly grind him into paste from your *rgasm. He disappears from the world forever, deep down inside your bowels. His last dy*ng struggles turn you on soo much that you climax and shake with *rgasm all over (but not too loud as you are still trying to be stealthy). You lay there in a combination of sheer exhaustion and overwhelming pleasure as your trophy meal permanently joins your body. You look at your mush-filled belly and l*ck your cat lips, savoring what is left of his taste. Seems that you have also soiled his man cave with a bunch of your c*m during the *rgasm (Normal m*le cats mark their territory with p*e...Erotic Fantasy female cat burglars mark their territory with c*m after multiple *rgasms from digesting their meals alive). He will never see his wife or anyone else ever again. Now he is going to make you even more powerful and sexier predator in the process. You pat your belly one more time and let off a long sigh of joy, like a big cat-nap yawn. You owned him all the way. Nobody will ever know what happened to him. Now he is nothing but your gut butter.

After some considerable time with a close up of your sexy cat belly and huge boobs grinding away, pushing the gut butter down into your intestines (along with plenty of sound-injected burping and moaning), you slow down your churning belly motions and then get up and start crawling on all fours out of the man cave. You are on your way to go have dessert...scene fades out, the video is still going but the audience only gets audio at this point, no visuals.

PITCH BL*CK JUST SOUND:
With the screen still blacked out we hear some movement or struggles and sound effects of the wife getting sm*thered (maybe something falls to the floor) and then we hear the wet/sexy gulping sound effects, followed by heavy digestion noises.

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