(Freedom ain't dead yet boys. But I do needs my sleep so here's a quickie)<br/><br/>Jeremiah was overwhelmed by the fast and powerful gulps of Hunter, the feeling of wet, muscley flesh dragging him down to his new stomach prison made him erect and blushing. It was a tight fit going through that first valve, but once his head was pushed through, there was no going back. Jeremiah was forced into the fetal position as his vidy was slowly fed through. His body had now become a snack for Hunter. Jeremiah jiggled around a bit to show off to the camera that he was indeed still alive, as well as to indulge in his greatest fantasy yet. "What is it about vore that's so hot to them?" Michael thought to himself while he watched Jeremiah jiggle.