Female belly deaths » Bursting1
And maybe another inspiration, a combination of bloating a belly to bursting in a medieval water torture and belly stabbing...
You wake up and find yourself handcuffed to your bed. your butt is plugged with an inflatable plug to make shure you wont leak from you back, and your peewhole is closed by a katheter als well.
Your nose is closed too, and a biiiiiig funnel is fixed in your mouth. The only possibility to catch breathe now is through the funnel. You can imagine what will be happening now...
No I will describe how I experience such a water torture. I see you fine soft sexy body fixed to the bed, and first of all Imassage your silky skin and the warm flesh of your belly and your hips with a fine smelling oil - that prevents your smooth skin from ripping when I fill your belly up. When I am ready I go and get me enough water.
The human stomach can hold about a gallon before it bursts. So for the start I fill the funnel with a gallon of water. Now you must drink - if you don´t drink you will suffocate. Only when the funnel is empty you can breath. I see you sipping down the water, and with each gulp I see you upper belly swelling up. You chug and chug and chug, and then you finished the first gallon catch a long roaring breath through the funnel and start to moarn immediately. You are in pain! Of course you are, one more sip und your stomach would rupture! I can see your stomach in your upper belly, it is sticking out like a tight ball, and when I press my hends in that ball you yell in pain and panic to burst.
After a while the valve at the end of your stomach opens and allows the liquid to flow into your small intestines. I can see how the ball in your upper belly becomes smaller and smaller while the rest of your belly swell up instead. After a while your stomach is empty, and I can fill my funnel again.
As I told you, in the medieval the witches were filled with up to 3 gallons, and the people in these times where much smaller than nowadays. That means, the capacitiy of the belly must has increased from then to now. That means I will try to fill your belly with four gallons of liquid.
You will come to a point where you hardly can breath due to the immense pressure of your overfilled intestines on your lungs, and you will come to the point that you fear that your bulging bloated belly will burst wide open if you take another gulp. When you reach that point, believe me, you are still far away from popping, and I´ll prove that to you are!
Your eyes open wide in panic, you fear that your intestines, your stomach might rupture, but you MUST drink. You´ve got the choice - if you drink you might burst, if you don´t drink you suffocate...
After 15 Liters I see that you are in serious danger of bursting now. Your cute little navel has popped out of your belly, like the navel of a heavy pregnant woman, every vein can be seen in your tight overstretched skin, and in your lower abdomen your full bladder is visibly bulging out like a balloon. If i fill your belly more I would risk that your belly really bursts open.
I push one hand in your pussy, right under your full bladder, and the other on your bladder from the outside. Now I have your exploding bladder in my hands like a ball - if I would squeeze it hard it would burst in my hands. But I give your bladder a smooth and gently massage, which makes you wet, hot and horny, until your bloated tight body shakes heavily under the waves of a tremendous orgasm.
Now the new ending:
Seeing your body wind, hearing you moan and cry in passion and sexual fulfillment, feeling your vag spasm during your intense and bodyshaking orgasm I get so hot and horny that suddenly the idea to kill you in a last unbelievable sexual orgy comes to my brain... I still have your hard extended bladder in my hands, I can feel the dangerous pressure caused by the water in this overstretched organ to the bladder walls... I start to increase the pressure on your bladder, pressing my hands slowly together. I can feel how your bladder tries to escape the destroying pressure, feel, how it tries to find some way out of my fingers, but your poor bladder has no choice... You look at me in horror, your ballooning body is winding, and you yell "Mike, stop to push on my bladder, it is going to burst, I swear, it will pop any second..." But it´s too late, and with a last vigorous push I increase the pressure to your bladder to a destroying level. OMG, that moment when I feel your bladder burst in my hands makes me almost cum, the sound of your ripping bladder is like if you tear a strong piece of cotton apart. You cry in pain, and the pain makes you vomit out at least three liters of water. Now I know that I have to work on you a bit faster, or you will die due to internal bleedings from your exploded bladder before I have had my fun with you...
I fill up the funnel again, there is room now in your belly due to you vomiting out the liters when your bladder blew apart.
You start to chug again, and you howl like a wolf. I see your belly swelling again, unbelievable what it can take. You look like 9 months pregnant with triplets now, and you still are in one piece. I cram my dick in your wet soaking pussy. OMG it is even hard to penetrate you - the pressure caused by your swollen guts tries to push out my cock. Your pussy is so tight as if you are a virgin.
I fuck you hard, and you chug an cry and moan. Your belly is shaking heavily, your distended flesh is about to rupture, and in your eyes I see that you are full of excitement again. You can´t chug anymore, your glorious belly is pumped up to bursting, and I take the funnel out of your mouth. "Mike, you are gonna kill me, you crazy lad, OMG, I want it so bad, let my burst in my last orgasm, make me pop...!" I fuck you harder, and I push my both hands deep in your bulging bloated belly due to make it burst. I can hear the unbelievable amount of water that you did chug sloshing around in your entrails, you are about to loose consciousness due to to the drowning feeling that is caused by the extended entrails on you lungs, you hardly can breath, and I feel by the spasms of your vag, that you are about to cum again, just as I am doing. I beat in your belly, you moan, cry and yell, your ballooning tummy shakes virgorously, your skin is so stretched, so shiny, sweat covers your body and makes it shimmer in the light, but you don´t burst...
"Mike, Mike, I am cumming, let me pop, let me pop, let me pop...!"
And then I see my hunting knife right there under the bed. I grap it, take it out of his holster, and put it in your popped out navel. I take it in both hands, start to push it in your belly button. You look to me in exstase, and then you put your hands on mine. Now our four hands are holding the knife, and I feel how the orgasm starts to build up in your fine body. Your vag is already contracting, and heavy spasms make your overfilled belly gurgle and slosh. You look deep in my eyes "Please, do it!" And then we slowly push the knife with our four hands deep in your navel that I love so much. The caused effect is like a balloon you pick with a needle. As soon as the knife has run through your soft silky skin it ruptures from your breastbone to your pubic, and when we push the knife further through your soft layer of fat, through your belly muscles into your water filled entrails your belly explodes like an overfilled balloon. Your flesh rips with an exploding sound, your belly opens wide, your bulging intestines float out of your riped tummy, I can see the water slosh in your extended guts, and then they explode as well...
I still fuck your hard, and while I shoot my load in your torn flesh, in your ripped body, while I realize your wildly shaking grey and lilac entrails are popping all around me, I can feel how a last tremendous giantic orgasm lets your sense and your feelings now explode in not less drastic way than your belly did before.
You pass away in a last unbelievable satisfying climax, the wings of death are already starting to cover your beautiful eyes. I kiss you for a last time, I feel your soft warm lips and your tongue, and then your moves are getting less and less, and finally your heart stops beating...
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