
She slams into what feels like a wall of smell
-- the most fantastic thing she has ever smelled in her
life -- it makes her moan aloud and turns the hunger
within her into a screaming, howling, ravenous beast.
She's never smelled anything like this: warm and thick
and strangely spicy. It makes hers body grow hot and
makes her throat burn.
It's
more than simply the phyisical sensation of an empty
belly -- it consumes her entire being, subsuming what
little sense of self she still has until she is nothing
but that desperate need.
The
prey is there -- a woman, laying bound and gagged on the
floor. Practically gift-wrapped for her.


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