From my perch among the crumbs, the football team's post-game buffet stretched like an endless landscape of giants. Muscular, hairy beards framed their chiseled jaws as they loomed overhead, biceps rippling with every bite. I spotted my boyfriend among them, his massive frame dominating the table. My cock grew hard instantly, throbbing as I stroked it while watching tinies vanish—devoured with sandwiches or swept down throats with gulps of beer, their forms bulging those powerful necks before disappearing forever. Sweating and panting, I was horny beyond reason, my ass clenching at the sight. 'Just protein,' I muttered to myself, cum already dripping from my tiny cock as another player swallowed loudly, his throat working like a wet, dripping trap. I tossed myself into his plate. Plucked up, hidden in his pocket, we reached the empty bathroom. He lifted me to his bearded face. 'Like the show, little one? I knew you micros were there the whole time—easy protein supplements for the team. But you're special.' His voice was sharp, witty. 'Beg all you want; that cock of yours is hard for it, isn't it? No blowjob from me today, just a one-way trip.' I pleaded to be eaten. He laughed. 'You'll be swallowed safe, so we repeat this feast. Your pussy-like hunger amuses me.' Popped into his mouth and gulped down, we both came explosively, cum flooding as I landed unharmed in his stomach amid melting tinies. His laughter rumbled above: 'Best meal ever.' I settled for a nap, still panting.
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