The Pink House - Bastard little man ,
Zoe couldn't believe her eyes as she watched the video clip. It was titled "Bastard little man" and it featured a young woman on her knees, her belly protruding and distended. The woman was talking to someone off-camera, begging for mercy as she tried to make sense of what was happening to her.
Oh.. who.. who.. who are you? a cockroach? oh no, no! but you are a little man! yes! omg! can i touch you? oh.. you are su cute! but.. man, i'm sorry.. but i'm really hungry! i don't know if i can resist.. you look so delicious! look at my belly, yes.. that will be your new home! don't be scared.. i'm so sorry little man, but.. i eat you!
Zoe shivered as she watched the woman's eyes roll back in her head and her mouth contort in pain. It was clear she was experiencing something horrifying. But what was it? Zoe scrolled through the rest of the page, looking for more information.
As she read through the description, she gasped. The woman had eaten a live creature, a little man, and now it was alive inside her belly, causing her unbearable pain. Zoe felt a mixture of revulsion and fascination. She couldn't look away from the video, transfixed by the woman's agony.
...oh, but.. but... fuck! i have an incredible and terrible pain at my belly! inside my belly! it's terrible! i can't resist! but.. why? yes.. why? i can't belive, it's the fucking little man, and he wants a revenge because now he is inside my stomach! oh please, it's so fucking terrible! a lot of contractions inside me.. but.. but.. just a moment.. i need the toileeeeeeeeet! i want push out from my body that bastard little man! -- info, requests and more.. contact me! you can see my email address on the top of the page (if you can't see it, click on 'show all clips' and then you can see it on the top of the page).
Zoe's heart raced as she read the woman's desperate pleas for help. She wondered what kind of person could inflict such pain on themselves, and what kind of creature would willingly subject itself to being eaten alive. As she read further, she noticed an email address at the bottom of the page.
Her curiosity piqued, Zoe decided to contact the woman. Perhaps she could gain some insight into this disturbing world of extreme fantasy and pain. She clicked on the "send message" button and waited nervously for a response.
