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>"Yo, anon? Are you gonna feed me or what? I'm starving here!" Amethyst whined pitifully from the beanbag chair she was reclining on up near the Temple's TV. She pouted and crossed her arms, and her stomach gave a low, impatient growl.
>You sped up the ladder with a freshly delivered, hot pizza box in tow. You knew from experience that Amethyst was not the kind of girl you wanted to keep waiting. Unless, of course, you wanted to be in the position of explaining yourself to the Gems after they'd discover the holes she'd eat out of Steven's mattress.
>After reaching the loft, you open the box to reveal a supreme pizza, absolutely decked out with pepproni, peppers, onions, olives, and tomatoes galore. Just a whiff of its delicious scent prompts Amethyst to lick her prominent, juicy lips while her gut grumbles once more.
>Oh anon, you are awe-sooooooooome!" she gushes while giving her belly a pat, "Now come on and give mama some love, why don'tcha~"
>Not even raising from her beanbag chair, Amethyst shifted over flat on her back and opened her mouth wide, letting her tongue hang out while pointing into her gaping maw.
>You roll your eyes at her laziness but you're hardly annoyed. Oh no, quite the opposite in fact: when a gluttonous hedonist gives you the privilige of feeding her as opposed to just devouring it all herself, that added intimacy to the act of eating just made the whole thing more special.
>With a swift, fluid motion, you pull a slice of pizza straight from the pie and feed the bottom tip right into Amethyst's mouth.
>Right after feeling the small slice enter it however, a look of annoyance crosses Amethyst's face as she suddenly sucks the entire slice down her throat with the strength of a vacuum.
>"One slice at a time? Really?" Amethyst asked while the slice made its home in the confines of her stomach, "Pfft, no need to be a pussy, anon. I'm sure ya know I can handle WAY more than that!"
Gonna make this a two-parter since I hit the text limit
