Sebastian Debeste wasn't a very bright prosecutor. Despite that, he decided to follow the judge, Justin Courtney's unusual request to come to her place. He knocked on the door, and a young-looking boy opened it.
"What do you want?!" he said, squeezing a carton of milk in one hand.
"I'm here to see Justine." answered Sebastian.
"She's in her room, which is down that hallway." replied the young boy, pointing down a hallway.
"Th-thank you." said Sebastian.
He walked down the hallway until he reached a door that was closed. He knocked on it and somebody
responded.
"Who is it?" asked a female voice.
"Debeste." answered Sebastian.
"Come in." answered the woman.
Sebastian opened the door and saw Justine on a bed, wearing nothing but a black bra and panties.
"Come here." she said.
Sebastian, not sure of what was going on got closer.
"Sebastian, I am going to eat you."
"What! Why?" exclaimed Sebastian.
"You've been quite troublesome on the past several investigations." answered Justine.
Justine went over to him, opening her mouth. Sebastian wanted to move, but couldn't because he was in shock of what was going to happen. She got far enough to begin swallowing him. His eyes were full of fear as all he could see was himself slowly going down the judge's throat. He wiggled a bit, hoping it would help him escape, but it only cause him to slide in faster. Now, Justine had swallowed past his shirt.
"Justine!" exclaimed Sebastian, "Please don't do this!"
She ignored his cry and continued to swallow him. Most of his body was covered in her saliva. With one more gulp, Sebastian's whole body was sent down into her stomach.
"Justine! Why did you eat me!?" exclaimed Sebastian.
"I already told you why." answered Justine, "Now I'm going to digest you as your punishment."
"No!" exclaimed Sebastian, "Please let me out! Please punish me in a different way."
"No," answered Justine, "you're already in my stomach. There's nothing that can be done."
"But-" started Sebastian.
"I am going to digest you." said Justine.
Justine laid down on her bed and started rubbing her extended belly. She enjoyed how it felt having the mentally challenged prosecutor inside of her stomach. She enjoyed all of his squirming until he was fully digested.
Justine Courtney was laying down on her bed, wearing only her black bra and panties. She was extremely satisfied with the meal that she had just had. Not too long ago, she had a mentally challenged prosecutor inside of her stomach. However, she had long since finished digesting him. Not much later, there was a knock on her bedroom door.
"You can come in, John." responded Justine.
The door slowly opened and a young boy walked in.
"Mom?" he asked.
"What is it?" asked Justine.
"Where'd that guy go?" asked John.
"He left a little bit ago." answered Justine.
"But I never saw him come out of this room." said John.
"He left a different way." answered Justine.
"Different way?" asked John, somewhat puzzled.
"I swallowed him." answered Justine, smiling, "That's how he left."
After standing still for a few seconds, John finally managed to ask: "Mom, will you please eat me, too?"
Justine looked at her son. Then she realized she felt a bit hungry.
"Yes, John." she answered, "Now come over here."
John obeyed and got closer. Justine opened her mouth, and John let himself get stuck inside.
A few seconds later, she had swallowed up to his neck. John could hardly believe what was happening. He just continued to let his mother swallow him. Soon only his legs were sticking out of her mouth. Justine kept swallowing, shoving her son further into her mouth. Most of John's body had gone down her esophagus.
With one more gulp, Justine had finished swallowing her son.
John felt the walls of her stomach wrap a little tightly around him. His legs were a little warm and wet being exposed to her stomach acid. John was completely comfortable inside of his mother's stomach.
"Thank you, John." said Justine.
"You're welcome, Mom." responded John.
"Since you're in there," said Justine, "I'm going to have to digest you."
Jon knew and understood everything that had happened. This was where he'd spend his final moments. He enjoyed being inside of his mother's enormous belly as much as she enjoyed having him inside of it.
"Yes, Mom. I understand." he said, happily.
Justine spent that night digesting her son. In the morning, she would wake up with an empty stomach and no children. She would have to go and look for more prey.