https://pornito.xxx/sites/the-alison-miller/ Wed 15 Apr 2026 23:13:40 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/7130551/a-vore-ish-misunderstanding-and-the-gas-that-followed-whole-video/
I'm dressed in a brand new schoolgirl outfit, which consists of: a very short high-waisted red plaid ruffle-trimmed skirt, with a pair of lace booty shorts that barely contain my phat ass underneath; a tie-front red plaid trimmed white crop top, with a lacey pushup bra underneath; and a pair of thigh-high white stockings. my hair is also tied in a very loose side braid. i start off by explaining the predicament we happen to be in. how the moment you, my boyfriend, came home, i swallowed you whole. i also swallowed a phone to send this video to once i'm done filming it. the phone can't save you, either, because it's unable to make outgoing calls. it can only receive calls and, of course, this video. i turn around to grab, jiggle, and smack my butt, but not before delivering a bubbly fart and an earthy burp. while gripping and shaking my backside, i further explain how my body is currently turning your body into this big fat ass! i proceed to rip ass, belch loudly, and smack, jiggle, and shake/twerk my bouncy butt throughout the entirety of making this video, which just punctuates every point i make about what's currently happening to you. i ponder, in detail, about how terrified you must be as you're slowly broken apart and dissolved in my stomach acids, just to become part of my ever-growing tushy, gas from both ends, and person-sized dumps which can bury, and destroy, a toilet. rubbing my belly, i mention how i can still feel you moving and thrashing about inside of it, which is quite surprising that you've held on long enough to still move to that degree. i mock how deformed you must look right now, being only partially digested and all, as you're slowly becoming one with the booty. when i next push out a deliciously disgusting-smelling fart, i joke about how that gas is little bits of you being dispersed into the world. i decide this is the perfect place to share exactly why you're in this situation because i'm sure you've been wondering about it. after a solid whooshy bubble-squeaker, i assert loudly that i don't put up with cheating assholes! i then reveal just how i discovered you've been cheating. you'd been acting strangely for about a month, so i decided to follow you one day, and i saw you heading into the mall with another girl! being that it's valentines day today, and you not saying a damn thing about any of it, i finally got fed up and ate you as soon as you walked in the door. i smile in a wicked way, while simultaneously sending a flutter fart and substantial burp towards the camera, before excitedly divulging the cherry on top of it all. i let you know that since i'd discovered you're a cheating fuck, i've been fucking all of your friends like a slutty little bimbo. i shake out a fart by hand grabbing my ass fat and jiggling it around. i laugh about how i've been taking full advantage of being my old big booty ho self, by doing all of the naughty things. things like sex parties or shows, orgies, various positions with various numbers of your friends, including all the different types of dp's, just to list a few. i break another bit of putrid air in my satisfaction at delivering this information, before purring, "aren't i just the worst?" i wonder out loud why you would cheat on me, causing me to scoff. i ponder if it's because i happen to be a fart fetish model and have really stinky gas, which i aptly demonstrate with a particularly pungent fart. i laugh at the irony because if that truly is the problem, then now little digested pieces of you are coming out with every single anal expression, mouth wind, and bathroom trip. "oh!", i mock, "here's comes a little bit of you!", and i turn around to show off my twerk farting skills. ah yes, i continue my offensively stinky onslaught, with the gas from both ends often interrupting me. i pat my stomach, revisiting my shock at feeling you still wiggling around inside. usually, whenever i have my man-snacks, their slow digestion is imminent, breaking them down, bit by bit, into this acrid air-saturating miasma. immediately following this, i always need to take the biggest person-sized dump ever! "after i ate you earlier", i convey to the camera, "i completely buried the toilet with your remains.", and with a smile i add, "bones and everything.". i think for a moment and then clarify that if i'm still feeling you squirming in my tummy, it must mean the dump i took earlier was only your bottom half which had evacuated from my rear end. i muse for a moment on how digesting a 6-foot guy would probably take multiple dumps, before then abruptly turning around to work out another twerk-fart. "all i wanted was a regular valentine's day, with flowers, sex, gifts, and a date!", i remark in the tone of an annoyed sigh, "but no! instead, i have the inconvenience of finding myself a new boyfriend.". looking back to the camera with a smelly face-fountain of air, i haughtily assert that you're better off being a part of my big fat ass, and i follow this by smacking, grabbing, and jiggling my bubbly bottom to emphasize my words. as i slowly stand up from shaking my bobbing buttocks at the camera, i notice my boyfriend's (well, ex-boyfriend's) roommate standing nearby, watching me. startled, i say hi and then nervously ask how much he'd seen or heard, which ends up being a significant amount. shrugging it off, he explains that he didn't like my boyfriend that much anyway. relieved to have someone i could express my annoyances about my boyfriend with, i quickly start listing off all of the things i didn't like about him, which mostly have to do with him being a broke wimpy loser who consistently makes poor life choices. i accentuate each reason he tends to irritate me with fetid flatulence and barking belches to match. throughout our conversation (me and mr. roomie), i make sure to illustrate my attraction to you by exhibiting overly obvious flirtations and brazenly noticeable stares or looks whenever i observe your muscles stretching the seams of your shirt. talk about yummy! i finish my tirade about my now ex, by clearly announcing that, in addition to everything else, he's also been a cheating asshole! i go on to plainly detail the story of how i saw him going into the mall with another girl. you (the roommate) patiently wait for me to finish, before sharing what really happened. my draw drops further and further with each revelation, and i repeat it all back as if i'm trying to convince myself that everything you're saying is true. turns out, the other girl was actually a real estate agent helping my boyfriend find a new place, which he was then going to ask me to move into with him. she went to the mall with him because he wanted some assistance selecting an engagement ring for me, which he then planned to propose with on valentine's day --- today. realizing my massive mistake, i snort out a salty "whoops"! i awkwardly stand there for a moment, while letting butt-flappers flap and mouth-pooters poot, before starting to justify eating my boyfriend, and how it all was actually his own fault. you (roommate) offer the suggestion to regurgitate him, and in my initial optimism, i'm hasty to agree with the idea, but then just as swiftly retract my approval once i think on it further. i make a face as i describe how, if i were to do so, he'd come out a half-digested, deformed little half body. my face distorts even more when i think of anyone seeing me with a stumpy melted person in tow, and yes, that would be a horrible idea. there's also the fact that i did kinda already ho out with all of his friends. as i'm relaying all of this information to you, i'm simultaneously delivering farts, burps, ass shaking/twerking, hand booty jiggling/wobbling, and butt smacking. rubbing my belly to assess how things are going in there, i get an ecstatic look on my face and chirp that i think it's finally time to send my (ex) boyfriend this recording. i reach out and grab the camera to do just that. a short while later you (roomie) and i are chatting again. well, more like flirting, which you've been doing plenty of, as well. you're happy to confirm how none of this was my fault, and i giddily nod along. i decide this is a good time to cutely apologize for completely covering/burying your toilet with my ex's remains, and also for my insatiable gas. with a big smile, you tell me that you're totally into it. seizing the opportunity, i hurriedly particularize how i'm always steamy with malodorous odors, and not just when i have a little i-ate-my-boyfriend misunderstanding. as a quick little addition to our conversation, i point out that you no longer have a roommate (because i ate him, duh), and cheekily ask if you'd like me to replace him. of course, you are all too quick to agree. i suddenly stand up straight, while massaging my belly, and comment that i no longer feeling my (ex) boyfriend struggling. feeling a jolt of urgency to take my final dump, i light up with an idea. i suggest we go on a first date, but like, right now. all of our flirting has built to overflowing and i'm not shy in asking for what i want, which happens to be fucking your brains out in the woods behind the apartment building. i moan in anticipation, adding that after we do the nasty, i'll be needing to take my final mountainous person-sized, bones-and-all, dump. i surprise you once more by encouraging you to record everything we're about to do. all of it. the sex and the dump! excited to have something (aka the upcoming video) to commemorate our first naughty date, i rush off, pulling you along with me. i don't want to waste another moment waiting to get started on our "fuck and dump" plan. but, not before i toot a couple more terrible-tasting tail-end taint-ticklers and burble a couple more beefily-bitter boldly-bodacious bubbler-belches. at the end of the video, i've included some impressively impressive bonus gas, just for fun. we can't let a single burp or fart go to waste, now can we? ___________________________________________________________________________ this video is a part of a 4-day release. 1-3) over the last 3 days, i released the 1st, 2nd and 3rd parts. 4) today i am releasing the whole video, which has been discounted for your patience! enjoy!!! ]]> Sun 15 Mar 2026 09:09:26 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/7130551/a-vore-ish-misunderstanding-and-the-gas-that-followed-whole-video/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/7124921/a-vore-ish-misunderstanding-and-the-gas-that-followed-part-3/
I finish my tirade about my now ex, by clearly announcing that, in addition to everything else, he's also been a cheating asshole! i go on to plainly detail the story of how i saw him going into the mall with another girl. you (the roommate) patiently wait for me to finish, before sharing what really happened. my draw drops further and further with each revelation, and i repeat it all back as if i'm trying to convince myself that everything you're saying is true. turns out, the other girl was actually a real estate agent helping my boyfriend find a new place, which he was then going to ask me to move into with him. she went to the mall with him because he wanted some assistance selecting an engagement ring for me, which he then planned to propose with on valentine's day --- today. realizing my massive mistake, i snort out a salty "whoops"! i awkwardly stand there for a moment, while letting butt-flappers flap and mouth-pooters poot, before starting to justify eating my boyfriend, and how it all was actually his own fault. you (roommate) offer the suggestion to regurgitate him, and in my initial optimism, i'm hasty to agree with the idea, but then just as swiftly retract my approval once i think on it further. i make a face as i describe how, if i were to do so, he'd come out a half-digested, deformed little half body. my face distorts even more when i think of anyone seeing me with a stumpy melted person in tow, and yes, that would be a horrible idea. there's also the fact that i did kinda already ho out with all of his friends. as i'm relaying all of this information to you, i'm simultaneously delivering farts, burps, ass shaking/twerking, hand booty jiggling/wobbling, and butt smacking. rubbing my belly to assess how things are going in there, i get an ecstatic look on my face and chirp that i think it's finally time to send my (ex) boyfriend this recording. i reach out and grab the camera to do just that. a short while later you (roomie) and i are chatting again. well, more like flirting, which you've been doing plenty of, as well. you're happy to confirm how none of this was my fault, and i giddily nod along. i decide this is a good time to cutely apologize for completely covering/burying your toilet with my ex's remains, and also for my insatiable gas. with a big smile, you tell me that you're totally into it. seizing the opportunity, i hurriedly particularize how i'm always steamy with malodorous odors, and not just when i have a little i-ate-my-boyfriend misunderstanding. as a quick little addition to our conversation, i point out that you no longer have a roommate (because i ate him, duh), and cheekily ask if you'd like me to replace him. of course, you are all too quick to agree. i suddenly stand up straight, while massaging my belly, and comment that i no longer feeling my (ex) boyfriend struggling. feeling a jolt of urgency to take my final dump, i light up with an idea. i suggest we go on a first date, but like, right now. all of our flirting has built to overflowing and i'm not shy in asking for what i want, which happens to be fucking your brains out in the woods behind the apartment building. i moan in anticipation, adding that after we do the nasty, i'll be needing to take my final mountainous person-sized, bones-and-all, dump. i surprise you once more by encouraging you to record everything we're about to do. all of it. the sex and the dump! excited to have something (aka the upcoming video) to commemorate our first naughty date, i rush off, pulling you along with me. i don't want to waste another moment waiting to get started on our "fuck and dump" plan. but, not before i toot a couple more terrible-tasting tail-end taint-ticklers and burble a couple more beefily-bitter boldly-bodacious bubbler-belches. at the end of the video, i've included some impressively impressive bonus gas, just for fun. we can't let a single burp or fart go to waste, now can we? ___________________________________________________________________________ this video is a part of a 4-day release. 1) 2 days ago, i released the 1st part. 2) yesterday, i released the 2nd part. 3) today, i am releasing part 3, with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above. 4) tomorrow, i will release the whole video, which will be discounted for your patience! ]]> Mon 09 Mar 2026 22:57:49 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/7124921/a-vore-ish-misunderstanding-and-the-gas-that-followed-part-3/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/7120508/a-vore-ish-misunderstanding-and-the-gas-that-followed-part-2/
I wonder out loud why you would cheat on me, causing me to scoff. i ponder if it's because i happen to be a fart fetish model and have really stinky gas, which i aptly demonstrate with a particularly pungent fart. i laugh at the irony because if that truly is the problem, then now little digested pieces of you are coming out with every single anal expression, mouth wind, and bathroom trip. "oh!", i mock, "here's comes a little bit of you!", and i turn around to show off my twerk farting skills. ah yes, i continue my offensively stinky onslaught, with the gas from both ends often interrupting me. i pat my stomach, revisiting my shock at feeling you still wiggling around inside. usually, whenever i have my man-snacks, their slow digestion is imminent, breaking them down, bit by bit, into this acrid air-saturating miasma. immediately following this, i always need to take the biggest person-sized dump ever! "after i ate you earlier", i convey to the camera, "i completely buried the toilet with your remains.", and with a smile i add, "bones and everything.". i think for a moment and then clarify that if i'm still feeling you squirming in my tummy, it must mean the dump i took earlier was only your bottom half which had evacuated from my rear end. i muse for a moment on how digesting a 6-foot guy would probably take multiple dumps, before then abruptly turning around to work out another twerk-fart. "all i wanted was a regular valentine's day, with flowers, sex, gifts, and a date!", i remark in the tone of an annoyed sigh, "but no! instead, i have the inconvenience of finding myself a new boyfriend.". looking back to the camera with a smelly face-fountain of air, i haughtily assert that you're better off being a part of my big fat ass, and i follow this by smacking, grabbing, and jiggling my bubbly bottom to emphasize my words. as i slowly stand up from shaking my bobbing buttocks at the camera, i notice my boyfriend's (well, ex-boyfriend's) roommate standing nearby, watching me. startled, i say hi and then nervously ask how much he'd seen or heard, which ends up being a significant amount. shrugging it off, he explains that he didn't like my boyfriend that much anyway. relieved to have someone i could express my annoyances about my boyfriend with, i quickly start listing off all of the things i didn't like about him, which mostly have to do with him being a broke wimpy loser who consistently makes poor life choices. i accentuate each reason he tends to irritate me with fetid flatulence and barking belches to match. throughout our conversation (me and mr. roomie), i make sure to illustrate my attraction to you by exhibiting overly obvious flirtations and brazenly noticeable stares or looks whenever i observe your muscles stretching the seams of your shirt. talk about yummy! ___________________________________________________________________________ this video is a part of a 4-day release. 1) yesterday, i released the 1st part. 2) today, i am releasing part 2, with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above. 3) tomorrow, i will release the 3rd part. 4) the following day, i will release the whole video, which will be discounted for your patience! ]]> Thu 05 Mar 2026 08:37:28 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/7120508/a-vore-ish-misunderstanding-and-the-gas-that-followed-part-2/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/6810145/return-to-a-tiny-embrace-whole-video-version-2/
************************************************** -your role as my personal fart muffler- **************************************************   now that i've wrapped up my live stream, it's time to have some fun with my personal fart filter. "i don't know what dumb trick you fell for to get you into this mess, but it's too late.", i murmur, "you're all mine now!", and i lean far over, hold the itty bitty man up to my spandex-clad ass to honk a saturating fart over all of him. i stand from the couch and, once again, i press his face right into my butt crack, before blasting him with another ripply butt burp. "whew, you just know it's going to be bad once you're in there (aka in my pants).", i laugh, while pinching my nose and wafting the air again, "and you will be going in there because, recently, you've been failing me, which is unacceptable, and puts you in need of some serious training!". i shake out another miasmic fart to bathe my new booty thunder slave with, and maliciously croon, "your training starts now!"   i shove him down the back of my pants and deep between my cheeks in preparation for the barrage of oncoming gas. i alternate through standing and bent over positions to help aid in delivering the most bootylicious-looking of anal-exhales. i giggle at the sensation of him squirming down there, but my giddiness is soon interrupted when my nose wrinkles at the repugnant bouquet that drifts up to my face, and i have to pinch my nose and flutter away the air with my other hand. "ew, yuck!", i gasp, and in an irritated tone, i assert, "you're getting dangerously close to being on thin ice. there's going to be grave consequences if you don't start putting more effort into your new role.", and retrieving him from his snug booty-home, i bring him up close to my face. "is there a reason you're not sniffing up my gas correctly?", i question almost angrily, "we've been over this! i paid good money for you to not be productive like this. it's really not that hard. i shouldn't be smelling anything! that's what you're for!". i push him against my spandex again, rip a malodorous ripper, and sternly order, "here. practice! sniff them up completely as if it's your oxygen."   "oh, and stop crying!", i snap, "the last thing i will not tolerate is you crying!", and satisfied with my warnings, i proceed to mockingly talk about all the great stuff i get to eat so i can achieve peak gassiness. i also decide to share a story about the first fart muffler i ordered from a tiny embrace, in hopes it'll help sufficiently get my point to really stick. it has to do with how my brutal gas completely obliterated the muffler, melting away his skin and scattering his remains in such an extreme way that i was removing bone fragments from my asshole for some time. "it failed miserably.", i say with a solemn shake of my head, "so, you really should be grateful that i ordered you indestructible."   "i'm so happy i also ordered you with a ball gag.", i provokingly tease, "i can only imagine how annoying you'd be if it wasn't placed in there.", and i reach him back between my legs to release another long-winded curdled bottom-snort to engulf my little plaything. i'm also pleasantly surprised when i feel my spandex move with the pressure of my gas. "wow!", i exclaim, "that must've been extra intense for you." and i bubble over with laughter. then, remembering some chores that i've been meaning to do, i thrust my shrunken man back down the back of my breeches. i head towards the kitchen, while propelling myself along with each sultry steamy fart.   ************************************************** -you have one job- **************************************************   "what sadistic company actually thinks of this kind of idea?", i ponder out loud while cleaning up my kitchen, "shrinking down these poor unsuspecting men and turning them into little shrunken experiments.". i move on from that thought when i'm interrupted by another, "when do you think the last time was that any of your loved ones got to see you?", but i don't give any room for answer (i mean, he's gagged anyway) by bending far forward to pop off a deliciously wet-sounding fart. "omg, that smells so bad!", i breathe heavily with a wave in the air and a pinch of my nose.   i continue on like this, cleaning my kitchen and belittling my fart muffler about various degrading topics, especially how he must endure my hot'n'stinky rear-end rattlers - no matter how rough and bumpy. oh, and i'm not anywhere near finished. i have a significantly deep pool of these goading topics that i can pull from, including; how he probably wishes he could be destroyed, but (womp womp), luckily for me, he's indestructible; how poorly he continues to do at his one and only job of huffing up the fumes from my rectal turbulence, and how he needs to do better at it, because i'm having to pinch my nose or wave away the air to free myself of the noxious odor; and how i'm sick of having the same discussion about his constant crying which has been exhausting me to listen to.   throughout all of this, i move around my kitchen freely, cleaning and farting everywhere, and in various positions or with dancing wiggling hips. "i don't think i feel like taking a shower tonight.", i mention in an off-handed way, "you know how i like to keep my body in shape, and i even got to workout right before the live stream earlier. which part do you think will smell the worst?". i laugh and continue to bounce out the heinie hiccups, creating my own little fog of hot buttocks wind.   my giddy mood is soon dampened when i notice my muffler's attitude doesn't seem to really match mine. feeling it's time to make another point, i yank him out of my ass, and glare at him, before hissing, "i'm disappointed in you!". i drive him hard against my spandex bubble butt and release a way-too-wet cheek-flapper. "see?" i sneer, "just huff it up! it's not that hard!", and i scoff when i notice he's started crying yet again. "you know what?", i ask, slightly fuming, "i think some really scary fucking changes are about to happen for you, starting tomorrow! you see, an idea popped into my head while i was cleaning, and while you were failing.". pausing, i study him before a smile creeps across my lips, and i purr, "i'm going to let you find out what it is for yourself then. don't want to ruin the surprise or anything."   i laugh when i see my personal fart filter's reaction, and comment sweetly, "aww, don't look so sad. you know you brought this on yourself.". i put him back for one more fragrant gurgler, and head off to set my plan into motion.   ************************************************** -what the fuck modifications- **************************************************   it's a few days later and i'm about to do another live stream with my fans. i'm sprawled out on my couch wearing a pair of cutoff high-waisted jean shorts and a white tank top. i give a summary of everything that's happened, especially how my fart filter had been failing at being a fart filter. "it just wasn't working out", i mutter gravely, before looking up at the camera with a sly grin, "i had the realization that i've been going about this whole situation the wrong way. i thought that if i could get a tiny embrace to modify my fart filter to look more like a fart filter, then perhaps he'd act more like a fart filter.".   i realize this could sound confusing, so i go on to explain, along with a demonstration. i reveal that my desire was to have a shrunken man who was also a futuristic tool that would suck up all of my farts, but not make any sort of sound or smell. i have with me my little red box and i open it to take out my new modified toy. holding him up to the camera, i detail all of the new improvements. the first was to have his mouth sewn shut, which means he has no choice but to breathe through his nose. i wasn't a fan of the tape or ball gag because they could fail, which was super annoying and i needed a solution for it (remember the foreshadowing i mentioned?). i point out that he doesn't have any arms anymore and his skin has been replaced with this black rubbery substance, which expands like a balloon when he breathes my gas. i also explain how they removed his bones to allow enough room for his lungs to expand. the part i'm really excited about is that when he starts to deflate, the rubbery substance will give off a citrusy scent, and boom, no more smell.   barely containing my excitement at sharing the rest, i sit up and announce, "now we get to what i like call 'what the fuck' modifications.", and i smile wickedly before continuing to detail some super fucked up modifications: his senses have been magnified 5 fold (which i'm sure we all know why *wink wink*); he's been castrated; and he is forever awake. what the fuck, right? "he's just going to have to get used to his new life as my personal giantess sex toy.", i go on nonchalantly, "unable to move or rest, and no more complaining!", and i bounce up and down in my delight. "oh, and it's permanent!", i burst while practically vibrating with exhilarating electricity, "no way to reverse it!". i give a shuddering moan as i recount what an experience it is to have him shoved up my asshole and have his balloon-like body expanding as he takes every little bit of my repugnant fumes into his lungs.   throughout all of this, i'm letting loose one long bassy bubbler after another, usually right after i've made a point or shared something exciting - which is kind of throughout the entire live stream. pointing out that i apparently have a lot to give right now - the continuous stream of butt belching - i decide it's time to go so i can handle this gassy business. but not before saying goodbye with a wink and one last booty ripper.   ************************************************** -modification obsession- **************************************************   it's been about 2 weeks, and i bob into view, propelled along by a ponytail bouncing trouser-trumpet, wearing a dark grey pair of short shorts, that happen to cup perfectly right under my round cheeks, and a light gray tank top. i have a black box with me, much like the red one, so we can only imagine what's inside. i babble about how much fun i had modifying my last shrunken man, and how i found the urge to continue experimenting absolutely irresistible. when i pop open the box, it becomes apparent that there are several tiny men inside. i ponderously fish around inside and select the one i think should work for today's purpose. bringing him close to my face, i let him know that i understand he must have loads of questions, and i promise to explain everything soon. i end this remark with a nice long wet ripper flapping out of my backside.   i grab 2 more small boxes, a silver one, and the red one from before. opening the red box first, i pull out wtf modification guy, and opening the silver box next, i remove a different guy who is all taped up (much like the 1st one used to be). i hold up all three next to each other, with the new unmodified one facing the other 2. "do you see these 2?", i question the new arrival, "they used to be just like you. this one - and i hold up my indestructible rubbery balloon guy - failed me repeatedly.", which i proceed to list off just how i was failed by him and what happened as a result - aka the wtf modifications. "now, do you see this one? - and i hold up my tied and taped guy - see, i missed having a muffler with these specific modifications, so once wtf modification guy became wtf modification guy, i needed a replacement, and he had the misfortune of being next."   "this will serve as your one and only warning.", i remark coldly, "if you scream, wiggle, slack off or misbehave. or if you're simply a terrible fart filter. - and i hold up the modified fart mufflers one more time - then you know what your path is going to be." and satisfied with my 'double' warning, i put my modified men back in their respective boxes.   "now", i punctuate, "you will worship, and i mean worship, whatever body part of my choosing", and this is punctuated even further by a wet bubbly fart steadily rolling out from my backside. "did you notice you came in a box full of you-sized shrunken men?", i quiz emphatically, "this means you are replaceable in this unmodified form of yours, and you've seen how inventive and creative i can be.". feeling as though i've clearly defined the rules and consequences of this new adventure for my new toy, i turn around and shove him down the back of my shorts and up into my ass, purporting, "i think it's time for your first official test! it's real simple. all you have to do is inhale all of my gas before i can smell it or hear it." and quacking out a fart, i find myself waving away the air and pinching shut my nose. "oh, we have so much work to do. you'll need lots and lots of training.", and i wander off to do just that, puttering out little toots all along the way.   ____________________________________________________________________________ this video is a part of a 7-day release: over the last 6 days, i released the 1st, 2nd and 3rd parts. all 3 parts were meant to release one per day, but i had severely underestimated how much work still needed to happen for it to be fully ready for release. i've been editing for 50+ hours since i had the realization. that's how much i value my creations!   today i am releasing 2 versions of the whole video, with version 1 being released at the butt-crack of dawn today, and version 2 (this one) is being released now. it was still being rendered from my editing software when i released the first version, so they couldn't be released simultaneously. i tried! version 1 includes all 3 parts, and also has a nice little discount for your patience. version 2 includes only part 2 and part 3. since part 1 only has a handful of farts, it feels like it's less within the farting fetish category, and more within the giantess-shrunken man fetish categories. therefore, i've made this version which excludes part 1. of course, this version has also been discounted for your patience, just not as far as version 1 has been.   well, it happened. both versions of the whole video got delayed for a day. in managing this complicated and lengthy video, i’ve continued to run out of time to release each part on its original predicted release date.  please accept my apologies for these incorrect predictions. regardless, i hope you still get endless enjoyment from what i consider to be one of the best series i’ve ever had the pleasure to create!   ]]> Mon 04 Aug 2025 01:32:11 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6810145/return-to-a-tiny-embrace-whole-video-version-2/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/6806071/return-to-a-tiny-embrace-whole-video-version-1/
************************************************** -the q & a live stream- **************************************************   i'm sitting on my bright red couch, wearing a bright red outfit, which consists of a pair of bright red spandex pants and a bright red tank top. my fans and i are about to start a live q & a stream, and i give a cheerful greeting, before chirping about how it's finally time to reveal a recent discovery i've been alluding to my followers about. "i wanna tell you guys about a little something i picked up.", i purr, and then i go on to describe how a short time ago, i'd stumbled across a website called 'a tiny embrace', whose sole purpose is to fulfill women's sexual desires when it comes to their giantess fantasies, and who offer these shrunken down men in order to do just that. of course, i wanted to order my own, and soon found i could also add a variety of modifications. i chose to have him bound tightly and gagged - so he has no choice but to breathe through his nose - and also for him to be indestructible - because my human toys never last, hehe.   i show a little red box, informing my fans that i'd left him in it overnight, but now it's time to wake him up. i open up the box to fish him out, while laughing at the utter dread in his eyes upon realizing he's back in my grasp. i instruct him to behave, because if not, he'll be going right back in the box, and i hold him up to the camera so everybody can get a good look at the modifications i'd chosen. "as you can see, he's not just a toy", i observe, "i thought they were made in a lab somewhere, but when i look closer, he looks like a captured horrified shrunken down college-boy who's been sent over to worship my stinky farting ass.". i also describe how his one (and only) job is to be my fart-filter by sitting in my panties and inhaling my gas all day long.   ____________________________________________________________________________   here is where i decide to start the q&a by letting my fans ask me questions. below are the questions i received, along with a short summary of each answer. you'll have to watch to learn my entire delicious answer to each question. wink wink.   question 1 q: what do you think is going through the little guy's mind right now? a: he genuinely seems horrified and - i lean sideways when a fart interrupts my answer, which causes me to try and waft away the odorous rankness that creeps up to my nose - wonders about when his next date with my gassy ass will be.   question 2 q: how do you think he got into this mess in the first place? a: i speculate a couple of ideas i've had on this matter. my thoughts were/are that the company, a tiny embrace, would stockpile men somehow, in preparation for future orders, or that they'd scout the men out to be collected at a later date once an order was placed.   question 3 q: do you think he likes being bound and gagged? a: so much nope.   question 4 q: what have i been eating to make him suffer? a: i list a wide variety of foods and how gassy they each make me, especially dairy. the pungent aroma from a particularly beefy backend benchwarmer during the next question really solidifies my above answer.   question 5 q: will you ever let him see his loved ones again? a: his constantly struggling and crying makes me think so. then, i share how i think it'd be fun to put him in my pants/panties and bring him within the vicinity of a loved one, preferably at a place where my ass would be the smelliest and swampiest, like a gym, and be unable to interact with them.   question 6 q: what do you think his life was like before serving you? a: i think he had an everyday normal, still my-sized life. he's going to have to get used to this new horrifying reality of a life - and i give him a loving little stroke with my finger.   question 7 q: can you hear him complaining even though he's gagged? a: of course. even though it's muffled, i can usually make out or pretend i know what he's saying. i proceed to list off - kind of in a mocking way - all the things i think his words are or could be. i make a small complaint about how his gag will occasionally slip or somehow he'll manage to talk around it, which causes me to ponder out loud, "i think i need to find a solution for that." - *cough cough* foreshadowing!   question 8 q: does he squirm a lot? "one second." i say with a punctuating finger in the air, and lean sideways to let out a bubbling fart, before shoving his head down by my ass crack and telling him to 'do your job and sniff it up'. a: short answer is yes, he does, but i kinda like how it feels. i wink because, c'mon, you totally know what i mean.   question 9 q: how did you become interested in the whole giantess kink/fetish/fantasy? a: i share about a friend who helped me to instantly fall in love with it. when i discovered a tiny embrace, i learned i really could make all of my fantasies come true. i hold up the tiny bondage man to show how this is where this little guy comes in, who's here to satisfy my every need.   ____________________________________________________________________________ for now, i decide that this is a good point to stop with the questions. "i have some exciting tasks i need to get to.", i say with a smile, hinting that those tasks have something to do with my mini taped-up friend, "so i'll check in with you all in a few days.",  and blow the camera a goodbye kiss.   ************************************************* -your role as my personal fart muffler- **************************************************   now that i've wrapped up my live stream, it's time to have some fun with my personal fart filter. "i don't know what dumb trick you fell for to get you into this mess, but it's too late.", i murmur, "you're all mine now!", and i lean far over, hold the itty bitty man up to my spandex-clad ass to honk a saturating fart over all of him. i stand from the couch and, once again, i press his face right into my butt crack, before blasting him with another ripply butt burp. "whew, you just know it's going to be bad once you're in there (aka in my pants).", i laugh, while pinching my nose and wafting the air again, "and you will be going in there because, recently, you've been failing me, which is unacceptable, and puts you in need of some serious training!". i shake out another miasmic fart to bathe my new booty thunder slave with, and maliciously croon, "your training starts now!"   i shove him down the back of my pants and deep between my cheeks in preparation for the barrage of oncoming gas. i alternate through standing and bent over positions to help aid in delivering the most bootylicious-looking of anal-exhales. i giggle at the sensation of him squirming down there, but my giddiness is soon interrupted when my nose wrinkles at the repugnant bouquet that drifts up to my face, and i have to pinch my nose and flutter away the air with my other hand. "ew, yuck!", i gasp, and in an irritated tone, i assert, "you're getting dangerously close to being on thin ice. there's going to be grave consequences if you don't start putting more effort into your new role.", and retrieving him from his snug booty-home, i bring him up close to my face. "is there a reason you're not sniffing up my gas correctly?", i question almost angrily, "we've been over this! i paid good money for you to not be productive like this. it's really not that hard. i shouldn't be smelling anything! that's what you're for!". i push him against my spandex again, rip a malodorous ripper, and sternly order, "here. practice! sniff them up completely as if it's your oxygen."   "oh, and stop crying!", i snap, "the last thing i will not tolerate is you crying!", and satisfied with my warnings, i proceed to mockingly talk about all the great stuff i get to eat so i can achieve peak gassiness. i also decide to share a story about the first fart muffler i ordered from a tiny embrace, in hopes it'll help sufficiently get my point to really stick. it has to do with how my brutal gas completely obliterated the muffler, melting away his skin and scattering his remains in such an extreme way that i was removing bone fragments from my asshole for some time. "it failed miserably.", i say with a solemn shake of my head, "so, you really should be grateful that i ordered you indestructible."   "i'm so happy i also ordered you with a ball gag.", i provokingly tease, "i can only imagine how annoying you'd be if it wasn't placed in there.", and i reach him back between my legs to release another long-winded curdled bottom-snort to engulf my little plaything. i'm also pleasantly surprised when i feel my spandex move with the pressure of my gas. "wow!", i exclaim, "that must've been extra intense for you." and i bubble over with laughter. then, remembering some chores that i've been meaning to do, i thrust my shrunken man back down the back of my breeches. i head towards the kitchen, while propelling myself along with each sultry steamy fart.   ************************************************** -you have one job- **************************************************   "what sadistic company actually thinks of this kind of idea?", i ponder out loud while cleaning up my kitchen, "shrinking down these poor unsuspecting men and turning them into little shrunken experiments.". i move on from that thought when i'm interrupted by another, "when do you think the last time was that any of your loved ones got to see you?", but i don't give any room for answer (i mean, he's gagged anyway) by bending far forward to pop off a deliciously wet-sounding fart. "omg, that smells so bad!", i breathe heavily with a wave in the air and a pinch of my nose.   i continue on like this, cleaning my kitchen and belittling my fart muffler about various degrading topics, especially how he must endure my hot'n'stinky rear-end rattlers - no matter how rough and bumpy. oh, and i'm not anywhere near finished. i have a significantly deep pool of these goading topics that i can pull from, including; how he probably wishes he could be destroyed, but (womp womp), luckily for me, he's indestructible; how poorly he continues to do at his one and only job of huffing up the fumes from my rectal turbulence, and how he needs to do better at it, because i'm having to pinch my nose or wave away the air to free myself of the noxious odor; and how i'm sick of having the same discussion about his constant crying which has been exhausting me to listen to.   throughout all of this, i move around my kitchen freely, cleaning and farting everywhere, and in various positions or with dancing wiggling hips. "i don't think i feel like taking a shower tonight.", i mention in an off-handed way, "you know how i like to keep my body in shape, and i even got to workout right before the live stream earlier. which part do you think will smell the worst?". i laugh and continue to bounce out the heinie hiccups, creating my own little fog of hot buttocks wind.   my giddy mood is soon dampened when i notice my muffler's attitude doesn't seem to really match mine. feeling it's time to make another point, i yank him out of my ass, and glare at him, before hissing, "i'm disappointed in you!". i drive him hard against my spandex bubble butt and release a way-too-wet cheek-flapper. "see?" i sneer, "just huff it up! it's not that hard!", and i scoff when i notice he's started crying yet again. "you know what?", i ask, slightly fuming, "i think some really scary fucking changes are about to happen for you, starting tomorrow! you see, an idea popped into my head while i was cleaning, and while you were failing.". pausing, i study him before a smile creeps across my lips, and i purr, "i'm going to let you find out what it is for yourself then. don't want to ruin the surprise or anything."   i laugh when i see my personal fart filter's reaction, and comment sweetly, "aww, don't look so sad. you know you brought this on yourself.". i put him back for one more fragrant gurgler, and head off to set my plan into motion.   ************************************************** -what the fuck modifications- **************************************************   it's a few days later and i'm about to do another live stream with my fans. i'm sprawled out on my couch wearing a pair of cutoff high-waisted jean shorts and a white tank top. i give a summary of everything that's happened, especially how my fart filter had been failing at being a fart filter. "it just wasn't working out", i mutter gravely, before looking up at the camera with a sly grin, "i had the realization that i've been going about this whole situation the wrong way. i thought that if i could get a tiny embrace to modify my fart filter to look more like a fart filter, then perhaps he'd act more like a fart filter.".   i realize this could sound confusing, so i go on to explain, along with a demonstration. i reveal that my desire was to have a shrunken man who was also a futuristic tool that would suck up all of my farts, but not make any sort of sound or smell. i have with me my little red box and i open it to take out my new modified toy. holding him up to the camera, i detail all of the new improvements. the first was to have his mouth sewn shut, which means he has no choice but to breathe through his nose. i wasn't a fan of the tape or ball gag because they could fail, which was super annoying and i needed a solution for it (remember the foreshadowing i mentioned?). i point out that he doesn't have any arms anymore and his skin has been replaced with this black rubbery substance, which expands like a balloon when he breathes my gas. i also explain how they removed his bones to allow enough room for his lungs to expand. the part i'm really excited about is that when he starts to deflate, the rubbery substance will give off a citrusy scent, and boom, no more smell.   barely containing my excitement at sharing the rest, i sit up and announce, "now we get to what i like call 'what the fuck' modifications.", and i smile wickedly before continuing to detail some super fucked up modifications: his senses have been magnified 5 fold (which i'm sure we all know why *wink wink*); he's been castrated; and he is forever awake. what the fuck, right? "he's just going to have to get used to his new life as my personal giantess sex toy.", i go on nonchalantly, "unable to move or rest, and no more complaining!", and i bounce up and down in my delight. "oh, and it's permanent!", i burst while practically vibrating with exhilarating electricity, "no way to reverse it!". i give a shuddering moan as i recount what an experience it is to have him shoved up my asshole and have his balloon-like body expanding as he takes every little bit of my repugnant fumes into his lungs.   throughout all of this, i'm letting loose one long bassy bubbler after another, usually right after i've made a point or shared something exciting - which is kind of throughout the entire live stream. pointing out that i apparently have a lot to give right now - the continuous stream of butt belching - i decide it's time to go so i can handle this gassy business. but not before saying goodbye with a wink and one last booty ripper.   ************************************************** -modification obsession- **************************************************   it's been about 2 weeks, and i bob into view, propelled along by a ponytail bouncing trouser-trumpet, wearing a dark grey pair of short shorts, that happen to cup perfectly right under my round cheeks, and a light gray tank top. i have a black box with me, much like the red one, so we can only imagine what's inside. i babble about how much fun i had modifying my last shrunken man, and how i found the urge to continue experimenting absolutely irresistible. when i pop open the box, it becomes apparent that there are several tiny men inside. i ponderously fish around inside and select the one i think should work for today's purpose. bringing him close to my face, i let him know that i understand he must have loads of questions, and i promise to explain everything soon. i end this remark with a nice long wet ripper flapping out of my backside.   i grab 2 more small boxes, a silver one, and the red one from before. opening the red box first, i pull out wtf modification guy, and opening the silver box next, i remove a different guy who is all taped up (much like the 1st one used to be). i hold up all three next to each other, with the new unmodified one facing the other 2. "do you see these 2?", i question the new arrival, "they used to be just like you. this one - and i hold up my indestructible rubbery balloon guy - failed me repeatedly.", which i proceed to list off just how i was failed by him and what happened as a result - aka the wtf modifications. "now, do you see this one? - and i hold up my tied and taped guy - see, i missed having a muffler with these specific modifications, so once wtf modification guy became wtf modification guy, i needed a replacement, and he had the misfortune of being next."   "this will serve as your one and only warning.", i remark coldly, "if you scream, wiggle, slack off or misbehave. or if you're simply a terrible fart filter. - and i hold up the modified fart mufflers one more time - then you know what your path is going to be." and satisfied with my 'double' warning, i put my modified men back in their respective boxes.   "now", i punctuate, "you will worship, and i mean worship, whatever body part of my choosing", and this is punctuated even further by a wet bubbly fart steadily rolling out from my backside. "did you notice you came in a box full of you-sized shrunken men?", i quiz emphatically, "this means you are replaceable in this unmodified form of yours, and you've seen how inventive and creative i can be.". feeling as though i've clearly defined the rules and consequences of this new adventure for my new toy, i turn around and shove him down the back of my shorts and up into my ass, purporting, "i think it's time for your first official test! it's real simple. all you have to do is inhale all of my gas before i can smell it or hear it." and quacking out a fart, i find myself waving away the air and pinching shut my nose. "oh, we have so much work to do. you'll need lots and lots of training.", and i wander off to do just that, puttering out little toots all along the way.   ____________________________________________________________________________ this video is a part of a 7-day release:   over the last 6 days, i released the 1st, 2nd and 3rd parts. all 3 parts were meant to release one per day, but i had severely underestimated how much work still needed to happen for it to be fully ready for release. i've been editing for 50+ hours since i had the realization. that's how much i value my creations!   today i am releasing 2 versions of the whole video - one at the butt-crack of dawn and the other a little later in the day (version 2 is still exporting from my editing software). version 1 includes all 3 parts, and also has a nice little discount for your patience. version 2 includes only part 2 and part 3. since part 1 only has a handful of farts, it feels like it's less within the farting fetish category, and more within the giantess-shrunken man fetish categories. therefore, i've made this version which excludes part 1. of course, this version has also been discounted for your patience, just not as far as version 1 has been.   well, it happened. both versions of the whole video got delayed for a day. in managing this complicated and lengthy video, i’ve continued to run out of time to release each part on its original predicted release date.  please accept my apologies for these incorrect predictions. regardless, i hope you still get endless enjoyment from what i consider to be one of the best series i’ve ever had the pleasure to create! ]]> Fri 01 Aug 2025 00:24:24 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6806071/return-to-a-tiny-embrace-whole-video-version-1/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/6795297/return-to-a-tiny-embrace-part-3/
-what the fuck modifications-   it's a few days later and i'm about to do another live stream with my fans. i'm sprawled out on my couch wearing a pair of cutoff high-waisted jean shorts and a white tank top. i give a summary of everything that's happened, especially how my fart filter had been failing at being a fart filter. "it just wasn't working out", i mutter gravely, before looking up at the camera with a sly grin, "i had the realization that i've been going about this whole situation the wrong way. i thought that if i could get a tiny embrace to modify my fart filter to look more like a fart filter, then perhaps he'd act more like a fart filter.".   i realize this could sound confusing, so i go on to explain, along with a demonstration. i reveal that my desire was to have a shrunken man who was also a futuristic tool that would suck up all of my farts, but not make any sort of sound or smell. i have with me my little red box and i open it to take out my new modified toy. holding him up to the camera, i detail all of the new improvements. the first was to have his mouth sewn shut, which means he has no choice but to breath through his nose. i wasn't a fan of the tape or ball gag because they could fail, which was super annoying and i needed a solution for it (remember the foreshadowing i mentioned?). i point out that he doesn't have any arms anymore and his skin has been replaced with this black rubbery substance, which expands like a balloon when he breathes my gas. i also explain how they removed his bones to allow enough room for his lungs to expand. the part i'm really excited about is that when he starts to deflate, the rubbery substance will give off a citrusy scent, and boom, no more smell.   barely containing my excitement at sharing the rest, i sit up and announce, "now we get to what i like call 'what the fuck' modifications.", and i smile wickedly before continuing to detail some super fucked up modifications: his senses have been magnified 5 fold (which i'm sure we all know why *wink wink*); he's been castrated; and he is forever awake. what the fuck, right? "he's just going to have to get used to his new life as my personal giantess sex toy.", i go on nonchalantly, "unable to move or rest, and no more complaining!", and i bounce up and down in my delight. "oh, and it's permanent!", i burst while practically vibrating with exhilarating electricity, "no way to reverse it!". i give a shuddering moan as i recount what an experience it is to have him shoved up my asshole and have his balloon-like body expanding as he takes every little bit of my repugnant fumes into his lungs.   throughout all of this, i'm letting loose one long bassy bubbler after another, usually right after i've made a point or shared something exciting - which is kind of throughout the entire live stream. pointing out that i apparently have a lot to give right now - the continuous stream of butt belching - i decide it's time to go so i can handle this gassy business. but not before saying goodbye with a wink and one last booty ripper.   -modification obsession-   it's been about 2 weeks, and i bob into view, propelled along by a ponytail bouncing trouser-trumpet, wearing a dark grey pair of short shorts, that happen to cup perfectly right under my round cheeks, and a light gray tank top. i have a black box with me, much like the red one, so we can only imagine what's inside. i babble about how much fun i had modifying my last shrunken man, and how i found the urge to continue experimenting absolutely irresistible. when i pop open the box, it becomes apparent that there are several tiny men inside. i ponderously fish around inside and select the one i think should work for today's purpose. bringing him close to my face, i let him know that i understand he must have loads of questions, and i promise to explain everything soon. i end this remark with a nice long wet ripper flapping out of my backside.   i grab 2 more small boxes, a silver one, and the red one from before. opening the red box first, i pull out wtf modification guy, and opening the silver box next, i remove a different guy who is all taped up (much like the 1st one used to be). i hold up all three next to each other, with the new unmodified one facing the other 2. "do you see these 2?", i question the new arrival, "they used to be just like you. this one - and i hold up my indestructible rubbery balloon guy - failed me repeatedly.", which i proceed to list off just how i was failed by him and what's happened as a result - aka the wtf modifications. "now, do you see this one? - and i hold up my tied and taped guy - see, i missed having a muffler with these specific modifications, so once wtf modification guy became wtf modification guy, i needed a replacement, and he had the misfortune of being next."   "this will serve as your one and only warning.", i remark coldly, "if you scream, wiggle, slack off or misbehave. or if you're simply a terrible fart filter. - and i hold up the modified fart mufflers one more time - then you know what your path is going to be." and satisfied with my 'double' warning, i put my modified men back in their respective boxes.   "now", i punctuate, "you will worship, and i mean worship, whatever body part of my choosing", and this is punctuated even further by a wet bubbly fart steadily rolling out from my backside. "did you notice you came in a box full of you-sized shrunken men?", i quiz emphatically, "this means you are replaceable in this unmodified form of yours, and you've seen how inventive and creative i can be.". feeling as though i've clearly defined the rules and consequences of this new adventure for my new toy, i turn around and shove him down the back of my shorts and up into my ass, purporting, "i think it's time for your first official test! it's real simple. all you have to do is inhale all of my gas before i can smell it or hear it." and quacking out a fart, i find myself waving away the air and pinching shut my nose. "oh, we have so much work to do. you'll need lots and lots of training.", and i wander off to do just that, puttering out little toots all along the way.   this video is a part of a 6-day release: 4 days ago, i released the 1st part.   2 days ago, i released the 2nd part. part 2 had been meant to release sooner, but due to a lack of proper editing, i decided to dedicate its original release date towards fine tuning what i had missed.     today, i am releasing part 3, with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above. part 3 (this part) had also meant to be released sooner aka the day after part 2, but i had severely underestimated how much work still needed to happen for it to be fully ready for release. i've been editing for 50+ hours since i had the realization. that's how much i value my creations!   tomorrow, i will release two versions of the "whole video". version 1 will include all 3 parts, and it will also have a nice little discounted for your patience. version 2 will be with only parts 2 and 3. since part 1 only has a handful of farts, it feels like it's less within the farting fetish category, and more within the giantess-shrunken man fetish categories. therefore, i've made a version which excludes part 1. of course, this version will still be discounted for your patience, just not as far as version 1 will be. since i've completed the editing for all of the parts which make up the 2 "whole versions", there should be no delays, meaning they will be released as scheduled. ]]> Wed 23 Jul 2025 10:16:06 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6795297/return-to-a-tiny-embrace-part-3/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/7119544/a-vore-ish-misunderstanding-and-the-gas-that-followed-part-1/
I'm dressed in a brand new schoolgirl outfit, which consists of: a very short high-waisted red plaid ruffle-trimmed skirt, with a pair of lace booty shorts that barely contain my phat ass underneath; a tie-front red plaid trimmed white crop top, with a lacey pushup bra underneath; and a pair of thigh-high white stockings. my hair is also tied in a very loose side braid. i start off by explaining the predicament we happen to be in. how the moment you, my boyfriend, came home, i swallowed you whole. i also swallowed a phone to send this video to once i'm done filming it. the phone can't save you, either, because it's unable to make outgoing calls. it can only receive calls and, of course, this video. i turn around to grab, jiggle, and smack my butt, but not before delivering a bubbly fart and an earthy burp. while gripping and shaking my backside, i further explain how my body is currently turning your body into this big fat ass! i proceed to rip ass, belch loudly, and smack, jiggle, and shake/twerk my bouncy butt throughout the entirety of making this video, which just punctuates every point i make about what's currently happening to you. i ponder, in detail, about how terrified you must be as you're slowly broken apart and dissolved in my stomach acids, just to become part of my ever-growing tushy, gas from both ends, and person-sized dumps which can bury, and destroy, a toilet. rubbing my belly, i mention how i can still feel you moving and thrashing about inside of it, which is quite surprising that you've held on long enough to still move to that degree. i mock how deformed you must look right now, being only partially digested and all, as you're slowly becoming one with the booty. when i next push out a deliciously disgusting-smelling fart, i joke about how that gas is little bits of you being dispersed into the world. i decide this is the perfect place to share exactly why you're in this situation because i'm sure you've been wondering about it. after a solid whooshy bubble-squeaker, i assert loudly that i don't put up with cheating assholes! i then reveal just how i discovered you've been cheating. you'd been acting strangely for about a month, so i decided to follow you one day, and i saw you heading into the mall with another girl! being that it's valentines day today, and you not saying a damn thing about any of it, i finally got fed up and ate you as soon as you walked in the door. i smile in a wicked way, while simultaneously sending a flutter fart and substantial burp towards the camera, before excitedly divulging the cherry on top of it all. i let you know that since i'd discovered you're a cheating fuck, i've been fucking all of your friends like a slutty little bimbo. i shake out a fart by hand grabbing my ass fat and jiggling it around. i laugh about how i've been taking full advantage of being my old big booty ho self, by doing all of the naughty things. things like sex parties or shows, orgies, various positions with various numbers of your friends, including all the different types of dp's, just to list a few. i break another bit of putrid air in my satisfaction at delivering this information, before purring, "aren't i just the worst?" ___________________________________________________________________________ this video is a part of a 4-day release. 1) today, i am releasing part 1, with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above. 2) tomorrow, i will release the 2nd part. 3) the following day, i will release the 3rd part. 4) the day after that, will release the whole video, which will be discounted for your patience! ]]> Tue 25 Feb 2025 02:15:09 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/7119544/a-vore-ish-misunderstanding-and-the-gas-that-followed-part-1/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/6971982/doing-some-long-ass-toenail-trimming/
I think this has to be the longest i've ever gone in between trimming my toenails. i wish i could put a number on how many days, weeks, or months it's been, but i haven't kept exact track. i do estimate that they're around 2 months, but probably closer to three months. this is based off of how long i've seen them get after 3-4 weeks back when i used to get pedicures all of the time.   normally, i keep them short, so i made sure to get my full enjoyment out of their length first, before deciding that it's finally time to trim them! obviously, i'm going to take you along with me as well with a nice extra up close view of me clipping them while sitting on my couch. i use regular silver clippers, and follow them with nippers if need be for hard to reach areas and for shaping the nails. i also give each toenail a quick file to assist with shaping them in the way i prefer them.   in an attempt to also remain clean, i put each clipped nail into a small dish. which, by the way, each nail came off whole! this never happens, you guys. there's been times in the past that i've done this and because they weren't as long as now, the toenails would come off in clipped pieces. nope, not these bad boys! they're whole as fuck, hehe! i prove this by showing off the dish at the conclusion of shortening my nails. impressed? ]]> Thu 30 Jan 2025 02:21:10 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6971982/doing-some-long-ass-toenail-trimming/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/6940330/brand-new-updated-measurements-and-weight/
Bouncing into view, i greet you wearing a burnt red-orange crop top and a pink double-strap thong. i can't even remember the last time i did my measurements and weight. well, maybe more when the last time was that i shared the experience with you, and i think it's high time to do so! or maybe just the perfect time to do so. i use a soft tape measure and start with the measurement of the widest point on my ass, which happens to be significantly rounder nowadays. also, it's always nice to start at the most exciting part of my body, am i right?! next, i move up to my hips, waists, and then breasts. i read each measurement out loud, and occasionally, i'll attempt to remember what the previous measurement was for that area. in order to get my height, i utilize a stiff tape measure, by stepping on the bottom and pulling it to the top of my head. with my measurements done, it's time to move on to my weight. i already have a scale set up and faced in a direction where you can easily read the number along with me! wanting to be accurate as possible, i strip off all of my clothes, so that it's just me being weighed. i step up on the scale and once the number pops up up, i read it out loud for you. i note how it's most definitely different from previous times i've taken my weight, and if you've watched my previous videos on this, you'd have to agree. total, i think all the measurements and weight differ greatly from previous videos, and i'm overall happy with my results. it's also great knowing my updated numbers! ]]> Fri 24 Jan 2025 02:24:12 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6940330/brand-new-updated-measurements-and-weight/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/6474829/stripping-and-duck-deflation-both-ducks/
Duck deflation multi-part release description: we all know what happens once i've fully had my fun with my inflatables. yep, you guessed it! it's time to deflate them. i have 2 ducks that i already got to make several sexy fun-time videos with and my plan is to get progressively more naked as i deflate them. this video happens to include both of the ducky deflations, my first ever inflatable duck and my new multi-compartment duck.   duck 1 i'm wearing a forest green crop top and a pair of full booty sheer clover-printed panties.  i plop my big butt down on the first duck's back, and with my legs wide, i reach down to pinch the spout. after that, i slowly -- and i mean very slowly -- ride the deflating duck down until my booty touches the floor. i occasionally use my thighs to help squeeze, and/or wiggle my body back and forth, to help assist with the deflation, but mostly i rely on my weight to push out the air.   next up, i pull out the spout for the duck's head, press it beak-first into my crotch area, and get to deflating by wrapping my body and legs (mostly legs) around it to squeeze, while giving a nice bounce here and there to push out even more. this also feels like an appropriate place to pull my tits out, yay! then, while staying standing, and with my ass sticking out, i shove the body of the duck between my legs to deflate the rest with mainly thigh power! i add in a little arm squeezing to make it kind of like a full-on inflatable hug. i make sure to add in a little booty twerking while my ass is high up in the air because it's yummy, am i right?   as the duck gets smaller and smaller between my legs, i roll, fold, and wrap it up. once i've deflated it to a satisfactory level, which happens to be pretty flat, i lay the duck out to show how well i did. now that's how you go out in glory. one down, one to go.   duck 2 already topless from deflating duck 1, i sit down on duck 2 (much like i did with the first one), and start with the popping the tail spout open. i mostly utilize my feet to press out the air in this positions, while minimally assisting with my hands. i then flip to sit the opposite direction and unplug the spout for the body, letting my weight slowly ride it down (also much like i did for the first one) for a little while, until i decide to pause and deflate the head first, so i can get better access to the body.   adjusting my position to stand with my ass facing out, i pop the head spout, but not before slipping off my panties. i mean, it's about time, right? i wrap my torso around the duck's head and squeeze with the spout pointed your way and gushing air out at you. as the head loses its volume, (again, like with duck 1) i stick the duck's bill right into my crotch and continue to squeeze, while pressing my tits down on top of it. once i'm finally satisfied with the deflation of the head, i plop back down on the duck's back and pop the spouts for both of the wings.   i test out a couple of positions to see what works best to deflate compartments that are on opposing sides of the duck's body. eventually, i land on needing to deflate one wing at a time, but not before you get some seductively nude positions, which includes me stretched out sideways to lay across both the wings and the body. the delicious poses continue with my knees planted on the ground and my torso resting belly-down across the body and wings. i do this in both directions to help me first deflate the right side wing, followed with deflating the left side wing. i then use my body to crunch out any remaining air, while occasionally rocking myself back and forth to pump out every last bit -- and don't forget some ass jiggling while it's up in the air because that totally works!   now that i have better access to the main body compartment because the others have been deflated, i decide it's time to finish up with its deflation. i've found the easiest way to do this is with my own body weight, so i sit my phat booty down once again. i prop my feet up on the front so i can use all of my full body weight for deflating the duck as far as i can in this position. i follow this with laying fully across it and oscillating forwards and backwards, while squeezing down with my torso, arms, and legs to deflate it even further.   i finish up by kneeling directly on top of the areas still containing air, and firmly pressing down until i have a perfectly deflated inflatable. with a job well done, and like i did with the first duck, i lay out duck 2 to show off my perfectly perfect work.   this video is a part of a 4-day release. 4 days ago, i released a video where i was deflating only duck 1. 3 days ago, i released part 1 of a video where i'm deflating only duck 2. 2 days ago, i released part 2 of a video where i'm deflating only duck 2. yesterday, i released the entire version of the video where i'm deflating only duck 2, along with it being somewhat discounted for your patience in its release. today, i am releasing this video, which is the whole shebang, meaning it includes the full deflation of both ducks, with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above. this has been further discounted for your further patience in its release. ]]> Thu 16 Jan 2025 07:36:58 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6474829/stripping-and-duck-deflation-both-ducks/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/6469133/stripping-and-duck-deflation-only-duck-2-whole-duck/
Duck deflation multi-part release description: we all know what happens once i've fully had my fun with my inflatables. yep, you guessed it! it's time to deflate them. i have 2 ducks that i already got to make several sexy fun-time videos with and my plan is to get progressively more naked as i deflate them. this video is dedicated towards deflating the second of the two duckies, which happens to be the newer out of the two, and has a lot more compartments.   this video's description: already topless from deflating duck 1, i sit down on duck 2 (much like i did with the first one), and start with the popping the tail spout open. i mostly utilize my feet to press out the air in this positions, while minimally assisting with my hands. i then flip to sit the opposite direction and unplug the spout for the body, letting my weight slowly ride it down (also much like i did for the first one) for a little while, until i decide to pause and deflate the head first, so i can get better access to the body.   adjusting my position to stand with my ass facing out, i pop the head spout, but not before slipping off my panties. i mean, it's about time, right? i wrap my torso around the duck's head and squeeze with the spout pointed your way and gushing air out at you. as the head loses its volume, (again, like with duck 1) i stick the duck's bill right into my crotch and continue to squeeze, while pressing my tits down on top of it. once i'm finally satisfied with the deflation of the head, i plop back down on the duck's back and pop the spouts for both of the wings.   i test out a couple of positions to see what works best to deflate compartments that are on opposing sides of the duck's body. eventually, i land on needing to deflate one wing at a time, but not before you get some seductively nude positions, which includes me stretched out sideways to lay across both the wings and the body. the delicious poses continue with my knees planted on the ground and my torso resting belly-down across the body and wings. i do this in both directions to help me first deflate the right side wing, followed with deflating the left side wing. i then use my body to crunch out any remaining air, while occasionally rocking myself back and forth to pump out every last bit -- and don't forget some ass jiggling while it's up in the air because that totally works!   now that i have better access to the main body compartment because the others have been deflated, i decide it's time to finish up with its deflation. i've found the easiest way to do this is with my own body weight, so i sit my phat booty down once again. i prop my feet up on the front so i can use all of my full body weight for deflating the duck as far as i can in this position. i follow this with laying fully across it and oscillating forwards and backwards, while squeezing down with my torso, arms, and legs to deflate it even further.   i finish up by kneeling directly on top of the areas still containing air, and firmly pressing down until i have a perfectly deflated inflatable. with a job well done, and like i did with the first duck, i lay out duck 2 to show off my perfectly perfect work.   this video is a part of a 4-day release. 3 days ago, i released a video where i was deflating only duck 1. 2 days ago, i released part 1 of this video where i'm deflating only duck 2. yesterday, i released part 2 of this video where i'm deflating only duck 2. today, i am releasing this video, which is the entire version of me deflating only duck 2, with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above. it has been somewhat discounted for your patience! tomorrow, i will release the whole video, which includes deflation of both ducks. this will be further discounted for your further patience. ]]> Tue 14 Jan 2025 00:39:31 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6469133/stripping-and-duck-deflation-only-duck-2-whole-duck/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/6469121/stripping-and-duck-deflation-only-duck-2-part-2/
Duck deflation multi-part release description: we all know what happens once i've fully had my fun with my inflatables. yep, you guessed it! it's time to deflate them. i have 2 ducks that i already got to make several sexy fun-time videos with and my plan is to get progressively more naked as i deflate them. this video is dedicated towards deflating the second of the two duckies, which happens to be the newer out of the two, and has a lot more compartments.   this video's description: the delicious poses continue with my knees planted on the ground and my torso resting belly-down across the body and wings. i do this in both directions to help me first deflate the right side wing, followed with deflating the left side wing. i then use my body to crunch out any remaining air, while occasionally rocking myself back and forth to pump out every last bit -- and don't forget some ass jiggling while it's up in the air because that totally works!   now that i have better access to the main body compartment because the others have been deflated, i decide it's time to finish up with its deflation. i've found the easiest way to do this is with my own body weight, so i sit my phat booty down once again. i prop my feet up on the front so i can use all of my full body weight for deflating the duck as far as i can in this position. i follow this with laying fully across it and oscillating forwards and backwards, while squeezing down with my torso, arms, and legs to deflate it even further.   i finish up by kneeling directly on top of the areas still containing air, and firmly pressing down until i have a perfectly deflated inflatable. with a job well done, and like i did with the first duck, i lay out duck 2 to show off my perfectly perfect work.   this video is a part of a 4-day release. 2 days ago, i released a video where i was deflating only duck 1. yesterday, i released part 1 of this video where i'm deflating only duck 2. today, i am releasing this video, which is part 2 of me deflating only duck 2, with the contents of it detailed in the description portion above. tomorrow, i will release the entire version of this video where i'm deflating only duck 2, which will be somewhat discounted for your patience! the following day, i will release the whole video, which includes deflation of both ducks. this will be further discounted for your further patience. ]]> Tue 14 Jan 2025 00:39:13 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6469121/stripping-and-duck-deflation-only-duck-2-part-2/