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Daniel twitched a bit in his sofa when he suddenly woke up from sound of key entering entrance door keyhole as it opened and yawned lazily as his daily afternoon sleeping was rudely cut off.

“Who is there? John? No way it can be he, he said about delay at job” a bit surprised, Daniel switched to the messages from his roommate to check if he made a mistake, but there was no one. “Be back few hours later today, troubles on job. Not your turn today, but I beg you to make a dinner”. Regularly Jack was coming home nearly at 20:00. Moving his eyes to clock on wall, Dan noticed that it’s only 18:45 on them.

“Ok, let’s figure what’s going on” Daniel said, standing up from sofa to meet Jack and opening delivery app to check an order status. After cooking for three days, when he received the message from Jack, he was too much lazy to cook again and just ordered a lot in pizzeria. “Your order was delayed because of technical troubles. It’ll be delivered in an hour” was said there.

- Are you kidding me?! – Daniel yelled loudly from anger.

- Me? No – he received a laugh from John – What’s going on, buddy?

- Oh, hi John. Sorry, just some troubles with you food. How’s your day actually? You came back earli…

-Oh, yes-yes, that was a torture today, but I dealed with it finally. - John cut Daniel’s reply, what next leaded by loud groan from inside his flat 6-pack belly. With his fast metabolism, John had always had troubles with gaining weight despite his gluttonous food preferences – But I’m so tired and hungry. So then, what was you saying about my dinner?

-Sort of bad news being honestly. I made an order to you, pretty big one, but it’s not delivered yet.

-Wait. Want to say you hadn’t cooked anything?

-Yeah. That’s a problem here. You know, it’d be my 4^th day today, and we’re regularly cooking for 3 days. Also, I was lazy of some kind today, so then just asked to deliver some pizza when you texted, and now I’m waiting for it to be delivered. So then, I’m afraid that you’ll need to wait a bit for it.

-Damn, you’re seriously? What should I eat now?! I’m HUNGRY!!

-Bro, just wait a bit. I’m sure they’ll be here soon enough. Also you can check the fridge. There’s some food from last days. It won’t fulfill you, but at least will help you waiting for delivery guy.

And after these words Daniel just went back to bedrom to continue sleeping. John meantime opened the fridge but discovered nothing to satisfy him – only some potato-stuffed pies, vegetables and milk. “Damn, it’s completely nothing to eat! I need some meat…”. However there was no meat in the flat, so then, grabbing pies, John sat on sofa and started chewing in tries to distract himself from meat.

However, nothing was able to deal with hungry stomach, which growling was only more and more annoying and putting crazy thoughts in head, the longer John tried to resist, the crazier:

“No, I can’t do it!”

“Big meat”

“He’s person!”

“Sleeping, tasty…”

“It won’t work, I’ll burst”

“So hungry…”

“How to do it?”

“No! Don’t think about it!”

“HUUUUNGRYYY!!!”

“It won’t happen!”

“HUNGRY! HUNGRY!”

-DEAL! I’ll TRY IT! – the decision was made finally, but next John closed his own mouth afraid to wake up his roommate. “If it’ll works, it’s his fault. Or maybe I’ll just make it temporary”. And next he just opened Daniel’s room.

Through his sleep, Daniel moaned from pleasure as he felt soft and warm feeling on his feet. First he was angry when he heard how door in his bedroom opened and closed, and was going to wake up already to deal with whoever was interrupting his sleep, but next stopped. It was a winter, but their heating in flat wasn’t working good enough. So then, when this feeling of warmth appeared, Daniel decided not to resist. And when it started spreading up his legs, he just gave moan of pleasure, finally being into comfortable temperature.

All till he was suddenly hoisted up from his sofa and next slipped down for a few inches. For his confused half-sleeping state it took some time to understand what’s going on, but when he finally slipped down a bit again and warmth feeling reached his belly button level, Daniel managed to take a look on what this is finally. But when he did it, he thought he’s still dreaming.

What he had seen was John’s mouth, somehow able to become extremely wide – enough to be around his midsection. Daniel’s legs were gripped in the throat of his roommate, as John was now rudely playing with his belly button by using his tongue. Daniel got stunned from this for a moment, what lead to another gulp. Sudden sensation from mix of pain and pleasure took all John’s mind as they both realized that Daniel’s feet just entered the stomach finally. It was enough already to satisfy John, however his work should have been done. Other trouble was fear from Daniel’s side, because he finally started to struggle in a try to escape. And if he won’t be packed down completely, this try may can be successful. “God, he’s so tasty, but I hope I won’t be torn apart”. And with such thoughts and to pleasure of his stomach, John had made another gulp.

“God damn, is this really happening?! No way it can be so!”

Daniel was all panicking in a try to do something at least, but It lead to his final mistake. In a try to push himself out of the gluttonous throat, he put both his hands on face of his hungry roommate, making it easier to just gulp hands as well when he reached Daniel’s thorax.

Feeling pleasurable movement, John was moaning as more and more of his appetizing roommate was going deeper down him. Now, when Daniel almost willingly pinned his hands against sides of his body, nothing was going to stop him from escapement, and John was supposed not to hurry up even more, to enjoy the taste of his friend till his belly is slowly using to sizes of what’s entering it. Amazing feeling of breathing and heartbeat of Daniel’s under his tongue were the best sensation he had ever felt during the whole process, especially as it was all mixed with sweat and saliva. Being in such a pleasure, John decided to take a little break to enjoy it, closed his eyes and threw his head back, massaging his growing sphere by both hands while his friend was cursing in his mouth.

But a minute later it lead to generating of so much of saliva that it was enough for Daniel to fully slide down in John’s belly, resulting unexpected it predator fall down to the floor from sudden weight in his middle.

-Ohh, dude, you’re… you’re really heavy – John said laughing, climbing up and laying on Daniel’s sofa.

-Dude, why in hell you did it?! Let me out! – Daniel shouted in back, giving a kick to the wall of his slippery prison.

-Ohhh, don’t move so much in there, settle down please… - John yelled, pressing on his belly from sides to hold it belly still from all the kicking – my belly is not …HIC.. used yet to your size…

-Well, you’re actually deserved tummy ache, you gluttonous porker! You actually ate me whole!

John just rolled his eyes, being proud of what he did despite all the hard work and completely not going to let his meal out.

-And moreover, now you’re just saying me to settle down! How can I? – Daniel asked, continue being more and more angry.

John just yawned, tired from all the kicking and hard work of swallowing.

-Dude, relax… It’s all just till delivery will arrive… I can’t stay hungry… – he said first thing that came in his mind.

-Seriously? Well, it’s gross, but I suppose I can deal with it… – Daniel was confused by such extraordinary ask “On second thought, my laziness is at some point is source of this trouble. If I’d cook him food and not ordered it, I wouldn’t have been here… Fine, I can suffer it. Just hope that he won’t digest me…” and, making such a decision, Daniel stopped kicking to the relief of John’s belly – Fine! Just promise me that you won’t digest me!

-Yeah, yeah, whatever… John replied, dumbing with fingers surface of his taut belly, as he finally started to fall asleep, while Daniel slowly settled inside.

The place where Daniel was supposed to be was awful for him. Tight, slippery, dark prison with stinky air of all the food which John had been eating regularly and in big quantities, it was strong hugging and rudely massaging him, making the situation even more gross for it temporary inhabitant. However, Daniel gave a promise. So then, trying to distract himself from all the discomfort of his weird situation, he concentrated on sounds of heartbeat and breathing surrounding him. Trying to feel it in together with his own, he suddenly noticed that John’s one was much slower, resulting an unsettling thought crossed Daniel’s mind. And listening, he heard silent but obvious confirmation of his theory.

“John is sleeping… He’s sleeping… He won’t know if his stomach will get out of control and will start digesting me!” Knowing his fiend is hard-sleeper who’s really hard to wake up, after 2-3 shouts Daniel started using the method what was working – stretching the walls of a stomach in a try to wake John up.

-Dude, wake up! You should control your belly! – first that wasn’t working, but till Daniel wasn’t going to give up, he managed to have some effect, however totally contrary to what he was hoping for.

-Damn… dude… Just digest in there – YAWN – already… - What was received from John though the sleep.

Completely shocked by the fact it all was just a trick to melt him, it caused only overpowering of all the activity in the belly, as it turned from annoying but careful to feared tries of discovering his way out.

And being completely not agree with such a fate, Daniel started kicking even more, trying to discover his way to freedom. He was kicking and punching from inside, causing lots of bulges on overstretched belly of the sleeping John, resulting it being even more sick.

After some time of it, he had found some kind of solution when he accidentally pushed his hand through the cardiac sphincter, resulting it back in the esophagus. So then, using newfound loophole, he pushed himself way back up the throat.

Suddenly, through his sleep, John had felt some heaviness and pressure in his chest, which gave him some difficulties with breathing. Even before fully awakening, John closed his mouth with one hand, and swallowed hardly, feeling some falling down of the bulge, as he understood what’s going on.

He sat up, heating himself in thorax. Meanwhile, lump of Daniel had traveled almost to the neck already. Back part of thorax opened a bit, and there was a voice.

-Let me out, you, GLUTTONOUS PIG! – Daniel screamed, but that was almost immediately muffled with John’s hand laid on top of his head, shoving him back in the thorax – No, no no, no! NO! STOP TRYING TO EAT ME, JUST LET ME GO OUTSIDE!!!!

Daniel had felt himself really weird from all the situation and resistance his roommate was putting. Few minutes later he started to feel himself really weak. And John was extremely determined to keep him inside.

Finally, Daniel started to feel himself helpless, and relaxed out of energy for more fight. This was all what was necessary to John as he gulped carefully, feeling how his meal is getting limp and finally returns back where he belongs to stay.

-PHEW, that was close, buddy… - John said, smiling and slapping his belly as he laid back on sofa, finally relaxing and observing the resuming of that much tummy aching kicking – Dude, you should stop –BUUUUUUUURRRRRRPP- kicking that much in there. You had seen already, it’s useless and unavoidable. Maybe you should just try to relax and have some fun from what’s going on?

But in back he received nothing except too much muffled to understand words and grooving intensity of kicking So then, John just closed his eyes, trying to all back asleep to digest his gorgeous meal quickly. But next second it was cut off by the doorbell rang.

First angry and obsessed from constant distracting from chilling, seconds later John figured something, causing smile on his lips

-Looks like it’s time to deal with you forever there… - John smiled angrily, rubbing his belly as he went to the entrance door.

Big fashion

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- Damn, WHERE IS HE?!

Adam was really nervous. He had just finished his university and now it was his first time presenting his job. Textiles and fashion design. Style, fashion. Things Adam had always been excited by. There were lots of troubles for him during the studying. Especially the one which was result of his a bit specific food preferences.

Adam was thick. Not really enormous however, but his love to some special meals had formed on his waistline sphere of pudge. This was completely understandable however – eating humans can’t give small quantities of nutrients. And Adam wasn’t just eating them, he was gulping them whole and alive.

Of course, nobody knew about this, but still, it was some trouble. Not for Adam himself of course, in fact he enjoyed the process and even results of it. But on faculty of fashion design being pudgy had always gained some troubles “How can you create styles, look at yourself!” “Who will be buying your clothes – pregnants?” and lots of other offending teasing. Of course, all rude guys and girls were joining the gut they were joking about, but others were always coming their places.

But despite it, teachers were always seeing Adam’s potential and very creative ideas, and his works were always deservedly highly appreciated. Especially by John Tomson, one of the best designers of his time. And now, thanks to mr. Tomson, Adam was here, ready to present his job.

But, as it always happens in the most important moments, things had went not according the plan.

It all started from early morning – being so nervous, Adam woke up not in time, resulting he had no time for even breakfast. Traffic jams, preparing sample to show – all it was handled of course, but now it took every second of his time.

And now, being completely nervous, Adam was waiting for 30 minutes already, waiting for Dylan – the model guy he hired for demonstration. Adam was newbie in it, so then agency denied his request for this, telling him to bring his own one.

- Adam, what’s going on? Are you ready finally or not? – mr. Tomson asked silently but angrily as he opened the door.

- I don’t know sir, I’m trying to call him, but he’s not picking up!

- Damn, why had you even hired him…? Don’t answer. Fine. I’ll deal with it. Your model will go with the last 5 others. I hope he’ll come here or you’ll found other solution. You’re having really great talent, but if it won’t be seen, your career will be doomed. I really hope that it won’t happens…

- I know sir, i… - suddenly phone in his had finally started to rang – oh, here he is!

- Good! Finally! Kill him and next send him on the podium! – and mr. Tomson disappeared abaft the door.

- Where are you?! You’re making a LOT OF TROUBLES being so late!

- Woah, dude! Relax! I just calling you to say that I’ll be in few minutes! I just decided to pick some food before the show – Adam heard totally reluctant voice of Dylan’s – no reasons to worry and to yell so much! I even picked some to you!

Adam was totally shocked by this dude. Was he really stuffing himself right before the demonstration? It can ruin everything, including Adam’s suit. Also, he can’t be sure if Dylan will be clean for suit. This was completely unprofessional. Adam was panicking more and more from such worrying news. He definitely was regretting about not hiring better model.

But all it his thoughts were suddenly cut off by load groan – this all day Adam was starving, completely busy, and now, hearing about food, his stomach was noisily reminding about himself – noisily enough to be heard even for Dylan.

- Woah, dude! That was LOUD! Seems like I did right thing by taking some food to you too! I’ll be here soon!

- Just hurry up already! – Adam said ant turned off the phone

But the more Adam was waiting him, the harder it was to him to stay focused. Anger was taking him. He wanted to revenge on Dylan. To give him punishment he deserved. But he struggled in a try to fight it because he knew that Dylan must appear and do what he was hired for. And it was really tiring him. Adam felt how harder it was to control himself each second of waiting.

So then, when after 15 more minutes of waiting finally opened, loud groaning was only thing in his mind, amplified by anger. It all was like a blur. Some kicking and slurping, some resistance which was easily broken, and next just satisfaction and almost painful fullness and darkness.

When Adam finally opened his eyes, he first not understood what exactly he felt. It was definitely familiar feeling of somebody eaten again, but he wasn’t sure who it was. But, next second it hit his head as he remembered what exactly happened.

- Oh, god damn, no… - he moaned desperately, sitting on sofa and rubbing his belly, trying to figure another solution. The contract with Dylan was obviously broken, there was no way to fix it now. Adam became mad on himself for doing what he did. All was going great, but now he just ruined it…

But next his phone tinkled, notifying about new message. Almost lazily Adam grabbed it and opened. This was from mr. Tomson «your turn in 10 minutes. Do anything! It’s all up to you now!” Just simple words: “all up to you”. Simple words about not simple at all situation. Adam took another look on his work. So much inspiration, so much of hard work was put into that. And now what? It’ll just… disappear?

“No! This can’t be so! This won’t happen!” Adam decided to himself, as he stood up and assuredly went to his suit, removing his own clothes. Luckily, as all other suits on this presentation, this one was designed for sport, so then it was stretching pretty much.

But still, this plan was real challenge. And Dylan’s kicking inside was only making it worse. Of course, Adam had some experience of hiding what he ate in public, pretending that it’s just his familiar gluttony, but this time it was much harder.

However, strategy was all the same as previous times – Adam used his abdominal muscles to the max, sucking his belly in to the max he was able to give. It slowed Dylan’s kicking a bit, but not really helped to handle one big trouble.

The t-shirt of Adam’s new suit got stuck on his thorax, unable to cover his enormous dome of flesh called Dylan.

- Come on..! Just… Fit in… Already! – he said angrily, kicking himself to settle his meal inside, when he felt something coming – oh No!

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!

Adam’s mouth gaped open as un utterly colossal belch exploded from his rippling lips, ruining all his tries to keep his mouth closed. It roared for almost 5 seconds, echoing from the walls of the room. But when it ended, Adam couldn’t help but sigh with relief, laying on wall with his back.

- Woah… At least it’s now feels much -HIC- better… - he said, slapping his belly and sucking it in again. And to his happiness, now it finally fit perectly in his suit

Adam carefully exhaled, slowly relaxing his belly again and feeling how it fits in the suit. But when he turned around to take a look in the mirror, he had noticed that t-shirt crept up his belly, stopping just above his bellybutton, easily seen to everybody.

- Well, even now it looks hot somehow! – Adam smiled to himself, poking his belly and rubbing it.

Next he grabbed his phone, opened camera and started taking pics of himself in different positions, every time straightening his clothes.

- Are you ready finally? Where’s your model?! – Adam’s personal photosession was cut by opening the door as mr. Tomson’s head appeared in a frame. But next second his eyes widened as he was paralyzed in shock of what he had seen – what in Hell had happened to you?!

- I’m -burp- ready. I’ll do it! – and without listening anything, Adam had went out, going right to the podium, ignoring all the whispers and starring he had received from people.

When Adam had went on podium, he was almost blinded by flashes of lots of cameras surrounding him from all sides. However, he pulled himself together in the next second, proudly walking by all over the podium as all others did. But, public had no care of others, all attention was taken by him only. There were shocked faces, surprised, but for some reason, Adam hadn’t found even anybody who was disgusted or laughing. In contrary, he recognized lots of impressed faces during it, which only made him even more proud, of himself.

When he leaved the podium, he again had no care of his teacher’s yelling about destroying everything and about greatest shame of his life. He was just happy. He did it. From start to end. Alone. He got a chance and he used it to the max. And it was no care how people will react.

But all it was almost rudely interrupted by man in business suit who had came to them.

- You know, mr. Tomson, I can’t agree with you about what you’re saying to your student! This was really brave to do! Had you designed this suit as well?

- Y-yeah – Adam had felt himself shy a bit, and uncomfortable from unknown man who was closely studying his suit and especially his belly. Dylan was barely alive, but still able to move a bit in there, and Adam not really wanted his secret to be figured.

- Impressive, really impressive – businessman said, viewing on Adam from all sides – you know, it’s such a great idea! Using big belly to show to all people that it’s nothing to shy about is genius! In the end, the most of people in sport are fat, and this can help them to not feel themselves uncomfortable about that! I think it’s great!

- T-thanks, sir… - Adam replied in disbelief from what he heard.

- So then, what you’ll say about some working with us? – man said, as he gave to Adam his business card, winked and went away – welcome to big fashion world!

And once he left them, both Adam and mr. Tomson took closer look to card, and when they had seen which company it was, happy smile appeared on Adam’s face, and his teacher’s eyes had widened up again.

- Looks like you was managed to help me a bit, Dylan… - he whispered, laying one hand on his belly as it gurgled in back happily.