She rubbed my belly to wake me up. "Hey babe, time for dinner" she said, holding a bowl of fried rice. As if on instinct, my tummy started rumbling.
She held up a fork to my moth and fed me my first mouthful. It tasted wonderfully spicy and delicious. "Mmmmm! Good boy!" she praised gently, feeding me some more.
As she fed me she rubbed my tummy and kept kissing me. I felt good on the outside and inside and I had a silly expression on my face.
She made cute noises while kissing me, feeding me like I was her pet. I lost track of how much I was eating but I couldn't resist not eating more and more.
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