Simon was pissed off. Bad enough his mom had a new boyfriend. Bad enough she’d married him. Worse that he had a musclebound jock his age for a son. Worst of all that he was expected to share his room with this brunette Adonis with his bulging biceps and douchey personality. Watching him work-out topless, stuff his face and rub his temporary pudge and belch, jack off to porn without headphones. It was torture. Worse because his new stepbrother was hot.
Simon in contrast was a scrawny nerd with a mop of unruly black hair and a slight pot-belly. He’d be cute with a haircut but he preferred to hide his looks. The only thing about him that was remarkable was his appetites. What he liked to feed his belly with and was responsible for the permanent layer of pudge wobbling about his middle. But since Brad moved in, Simon had had to even stop his special meals.
Simon looked down at his pot-belly, belly-button peeping out from his hoody, and sighed, belly grumbling. He’d planned this for months – and Brad had managed to ruin it too. He’d been feeding up his annoying best friend Matt for months, candy bar by candy bar. He was ripe and plump and ready and Simon’s mom and stepdad were going away for the weekend with Brad – but at the last minute Brad had cancelled. Stomachache apparently, Simon thought sourly, massaging his poor hungry tum. And now Brad was staying here, with him and Matt, and Brad had invited one of his dumb jock friends to stay for the weekend too: Mitch, a ripped golden Adonis with pecs you could bounce a quarter off and an ass to die for.
Leandros was an ancient greek hero who liked to fill his belly with living meals. It was his gift and his birthright, courtesy of his father, the God of Belly.
He was handsome with big rounded pectoral muscles and full biceps and thighs, dimples in his cheeks and pert buttocks that bounced when he ran. It wasn’t the only thing that bounced - his belly was very rarely flat as he was usually in the process of digesting someone. Sometimes willingly; sometimes not.
He rubbed his currently bloated belly, hanging bare and smug over his leather skirt. The meal in there had not been willing. He’d liked the sex with Leandros, but not what came after. Leandros smiled, remembering the goatherd’s handsome body - and how good it tasted sweaty and slick with his own cum. And then how good he’d felt squirming away beneath the stretched skin of Leandros’ spherical, bare vore-belly, bouncing and wobbling in front of him while it gurgled and blorted as it feasted on its latest meal.
Leandros let out a contented belch and slapped the expanded sides of his smooth, post-vore, round gut. He adjusted the medallion hanging beneath his meaty (and meat-fed) pecs and struggled to his feet, big belly bouncing and swaying as he adjusted. He could taste the goatherd whose name he’d already forgotten on his lips and grinned, rubbing his exposed globe of distended young man-eating belly with satisfaction. Just another sacrifice to his belly’s voracious appetites, as was his right as a hero and a demi-god. Belly swinging in front of him, Leandros set out across the wilds of ancient greece, already in search of his next belly-expanding meal.
Jason gave his new belly a smack, letting the struggling jock inside of him know that he was just food now. Meat and protein and pudge for his growing lifeguard’s body.
Jason was a hot, big-pecced, blonde lifeguard who was always running up and down the beach, whistle slapping against his meaty pecs and often a big belly bouncing too. Because Jason had a gift - his belly was made for vore. And he indulged his delicious belly-bulging appetites as often as he could.
Right now he was stretched out on a sun lounger, belly big bare and out, giving it a good tan while his latest meal struggled and squirmed inside the bloated, spherical tank of Jason’s vore-gut. Jason idly flipped through his food’s phone, deciding which of his contacts he was going to fuck, eat or both.
He smiled as his disproportionately large, round vore-belly began to gurgle and blort, his food still pleading within his mighty tank. Jason let out a satisfied belch, stretched, belly wobbling as he shifted, and began to digest his meal of a hot swimmer who hadn’t been able to outswim him. Still, he was going to be part of the best swimmer on the beach from now on. Really Jason had done him a favor.
Jason looked down at the fleshy beachball of a gut that was all that was left of the guy, now just his bellyfat. Jason gave his big bare belly a satisfied rub and considered that the guy was now doing him a few favors. Life was good for Jason. Less so for this guy, but he was just pudge now. And he’d soon have company, Jason thought, glancing out at the sea where a hot jock was already emerging from the water, pecs glistening. Jason’s ever hungry vore-belly gave a grumble. Surf’s up, he thought with a grin and a final gurgle.
Hunter let out a mighty belly-shaking belch. He had a lot of belly to shake, tanned and round and bare beneath his tight tank top. It hadn’t been a tank to begin with, but since he’d stuffed a co-worker into his tight tank of a gut, his top had been turned into a tank as his massive man-eating belly had spilled out over his work shorts, bare and wobbling.
Hunter was a waiter at a fast food joint - his coworkers ate their fill of burgers, bellies poking out of their tops, stuffed and ripe for the feasting. Hunter, encouraged by his manager, had his pick of his colleagues. He’d befriend them, get them perks (mostly of the belly-stuffing kind), then on special worknights attended by a select few, horf his new ‘friend (belly, now) down to satisfy his aching, voracious gut.
Once his coworker was a smooth dome of bared belly beneath his well muscled pecs, handsome Hunter would get his other coworkers to write leaving messages on his exposed, too big for his t-shirt vore-belly, like a squirming struggling leaving card - while his food moved beneath the taut drum of Hunter’s new belly.
Afterwards he’d pose for photos, before and after his screaming stomach had been digested into pudge: employee of the month. Afterwards Hunter would sit in one of the booths, rubbing his belly (who he’d name after its latest meal) and survey the rest off his growing-bellied co-workers, waiting till his current belly-filler had digested enough that he had room for a second course…
Derek leaned against the metal counter in the back of the pizza shop, four unclaimed hot-n-readys neatly stacked and two discarded boxes on the floor beside him. His belly hung low, swaying gently and letting out the occasional low rumble.
“This is my favorite part of the job,” he said to his stomach - or at least to the man trapped inside, “every night they used to throw out tons of these, just chuck em in the dumpster. No one really cares where they go as long as they aren’t in the way when the morning shift gets here.”
His stomach bubbled and he let out a wet burp as he closed the pizza box in front of him and opened another. Derek reached down to scratch his belly but couldn’t quite reach the spot he wanted.
“Can’t say I’ve ever been this full though!”
He folded one slice onto another and took a huge bite out of them, barely chewing before swallowing the giant lump. His stomach groaned in protest and he gave it a slow rub while shushing gently. “Almost done,” he said lovingly, “just a few more.”
His main course shifted in this stomach, settling the pizza lower. Truthfully, his stomach felt ready to explode before the guy walked in threatening him with a knife. They fought for a moment, Derek ended up on top of him, and then he just followed his instincts. He didn’t even know he could do that until he realized what he’d done after the last swallow.
He relieved the moments in his head over and over, barely giving thought to the pizza he was eating until he realized the last piece was gone. Derek stomach groaned, pleading with him to stop. He touched the taut skin of his belly and let out a soft moan. “I’m so big…” he sighed under his breath as he opened the next pizza.
Feeling a sudden wave of nausea, he paused and thought of a better way to go about this. He opened the other remaining pizza and played it on top of the other, and rolled out into a thick cylinder. Lifting it carefully, he opened his mouth wide and took it in.
As it brushed the back of his throat, Derek blushed and thought about the last time he went down on a guy. The rolled up pizzas started to slide down his throat and he let out a moan. With a single powerful swallow, he dragged the whole mass into his stomach.
After it settled, Derek rubbed the tight sides of his gut gently and lifted himself away from the metal counter. His stomach was the size of a beachball, with the form of the would-be burglar clearly defined against his overstretched skin. Stumbling, he carried his meal to the car and fell into the seat. As he drove off, Derek’s stomach grumbled contently, starting the long process of turning this impossible mass into nothing
Nsfw and digestion below!!!
Derek stumbled through the door to his apartment and closed the door behind him. No one has seen him as he came in and he was never more glad to have neighbors that kept to themselves. He tossed his work shirt to the floor and dropped his pants three steps in. He paused as he passed a mirror, looking over his massive gut.
He could barely breathe and his skin felt so tight he thought he might burst just thinking about it. Every part of his belly was screaming with pain and he couldn’t get enough. The unbearable ache of being so full you could hardly stand was like a drug to him and he always needed more. His cock pressed against the underside of his belly and he let out a moan.
He tried to reach for it but his belly was too firm and too big to be moved. Breathing hard, he reached behind himself and was just able to reach. He stroked slow, stumbling for lube until he finally found it. On his knees, he rested his heavy gut of the floor in front of him as he rubbed lube on his stiff dick.
Leaning onto his stomach, he moaned like he’d never moaned before, the feeling of his stomach on the verge of exploding coupled with the pressure of his body weight was exhilarating. As his lubed cock rubbed the surface of his belly his eyes rolled back. He gave a few thrusts and put his arms around his stomach as he continued.
His stomach purred as it squeezed and melted his meal. As the thrusting increased, the food in his stomach began to shake and churn. He felt the remains of the robber shift forward and break apart in the churning soup, bones bumping the walls of his stomach as flesh and pizza became the same thick, soupy mix.
Derek moaned out as he shot all over the underside of his gut. The mess dripped as he continued to thrust, his cum only helping to lube up his belly even better. His stomach gave a few groans as he kept going.
“You’re mine…” he whispered and parts of his meal bumped around inside him. He let out a wet burp as he came again, this time rolling onto his side after.
When he woke up the next morning, his stomach has shrunk considerably. Exhausted, he staggered into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. His belly poked out a little, but his meal from last night was gone; broken down and absorbed into his body.
His stomach gave an upset groan and he felt something shifting. He burped over the sink and leftovers came spilling out in a slimy glob: a belt buckle, some keys, and a few badly warped plastic cards sat. He bagged them and threw them away as his phone went off with a familiar tone. He opened grindr and was greeted with a picture of a stiff cock. His stomach gave a low rumble as he looked and he couldn’t help be think about how much better the guy in the picture might look inside his stomach.
Loving this.. Especially the part where he teases that the prey is “his” and the description of the slimy wet burp at the end with the belt and wallet splatting out etc..
A bumping at the door woke Jacob up from a dead sleep. A low growl filled the room as a hulking figure bared its teeth and made its way towards him. He looked at the clock, 5:37am. “Home already?” Jacob asked, stretching.
The nine-foot figure crawled towards the bed on all fours, its swollen belly swaying side to side as it moved. The wolf crawled into bed, licking Jacob’s face before flopping on his side and letting out a huge sigh of relief as his massive gut layed on the bed. Jacob reached over and rubbed the creature’s furry belly, “someone had a good hunt!”
He crawled out of the blankets and gave the werewolf’s tight stomach a kiss, “do you remember what you ate this time?”
The wolf let out a moan, his face shrinking back as the moonlight’s effects began their gradual process of fading, “nrrr- n-no..”
“Oh Ricky, I hope no one caught you on camera,” Jacob teased as he massaged his boyfriend’s belly, “I wonder what’s in there this time.”
“Trr-taste… tastes like… cow,” Rick struggled.
Jacob put his arms around Rick’s stuffed tummy, his hands barely reaching halfway. “Gotta be more than that, the Wolf never finishes a cow, just makes a mess.”
Rick’s belly gave a long, low rumble, followed by a gag from Rick just before he spit up a set of keys. He let out a low, rumbling burp as Jacob picked up the keys and set them to the side.
“I guess the better question is WHO is in there then,” Jacob laughed as he pressed Rick’s belly hard, “do you remember?”
Rick closed his eyes before struggling out, “m-man. gas station. motorcycle. big guy. no one… saw.”
“Did the wolf make a mess?”
Rick paused and tried hard to remember through the thick fog. He remembered the man and his bike. The wolf had eaten a quarter of a cow before he heard the bike, and then he stalked the man. He remembered walking up, but that’s when the memory faded, then he remembered something sitting heavy in his stomach, almost like it was moving. He let out a groan, “no mess.”
“How’d he do that?” Jacob asked with one eyebrow raised.
Rick felt something else trying to come up his throat, something much bigger. He let out a gag before spitting out a wallet into Jacob’s hand. “He ate-uURRP… whole.”
Jacob’s eyes widened, “whole? Like, one bite? I thought you said he was big.”
Rick’s belly gave another deep, pained moan. “S-sw… swallowed him.”
“No way”
“W-urrRRRRRRP-way.”
Jacob rubbed his stuffed, fuzzy belly, “wow, that’s cool as hell.” He looked over Rick’s belly at the rest of him and found he was still mostly wolf. His stomach was so full this time, he might not turn back for at least two days while his stomach worked down enough for him to safely turn human again.
“Let’s see who he was,” Jacob said as he opened the wallet. He looked over the ID and took out the sticky cash, setting it aside. “Alright Ricky, you know the rule: no evidence.”
Ricky opened his mouth wide. Jacob looked inside at the row of sharp teeth. Even half-turned his mouth was wide enough to fit Jacob’s entire head in, he absolutely could have swallowed a man in full form. Jacob felt himself get hard at the thought of watching that and quickly put the wallet at the back of Rick’s throat.
Like instinct, he swallowed and the wallet disappeared. “Anything else in that big belly we should worry about?”
Rick’s belly gave a low groan, “n…no baby. Just meat. Lots of meat.”
Jacob went back to kneading Rick’s firm belly, thinking about how easily he could fit in there twice over. He felt his underwear twitch as he thought about it, “that’s right, lots of meat.”
Jacob felt a bead of sweat on the back of his neck as he walked into his date’s apartment after a good night. He was a little dude, 5'3, with beefy arms and eyes that nearly stopped Jake’s heart when he looked right at them.
Nick smiled at him from across the room as he loosened his tie, “make yourself comfortable.”
“I- I uh… I don’t really do this often,” Jake stammered out.
Nick walked across the room and rubbed the top of his hand, “there’s no pressure. We don’t even have to do anything if you don’t want to.”
“No, no I want to, I’m just..” Jake started.
Nick reached up and leaned Jake down by the back of the head into a kiss. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, shocked and amazed at the same time.
‘Oh god, oh fuck, he kissed me,’ he panicked to himself, 'he actually kissed me oh fuck, he’s so hot and he kissed me.’
He felt his shirt being untucked on his right side followed by the warm presence of Nick’s palm on his bare skin. Nick pulled away for a second and put their foreheads together, “It can’t be comfortable for you to lean that far, why don’t we move over here?”
Nick led him to the couch and climbed onto his lap. At 6'5, Jake still leaned his neck to kiss him. He felt his shirt get pulled up further as warm, soft hands rubbed his sides.
'He’s so hot and he likes me, oh shit what do I do? How do I touch him back? Does he want me to? Oh fuck’
Jake slid his hand under the back of Nick’s shirt and traced the back of his spine all the way to his neck. He felt Nick’s bulge thrust against his chest for a moment before Nick pulled away from the kiss and took off his shirt. He came back into the kiss hard, pulling at Jake’s hair and pushing him against the couch.
Jake responded by grabbing his ass hard, which got a soft moan out of Nick. He pulled at Nick’s hair started to take the lead as Nick let out soft moans and leaned into his touch. Jake turned them around, pressing Nick into the cushions of the couch as he kissed him hard.
His mind raced, 'he likes this, he likes me, fuck he’s even hotter when he moans,’ as he kissed Nick harder. He ran a hand down from Nick’s pillowy pecs down to his soft belly and gave a rough grab. Nick put his arms around Jake’s head and started to open his mouth wider, taking in Jake’s lower jaw.
Jake moved his hands to Nick’s pecs and gave a squeeze as Nick flexed them and continued to open his mouth wider, drawing Jake’s entire face inside. Jake moaned as the opening to Nick’s throat grazed his cheeks, “oh fuck…”
Nick moved Jake’s hand to his thick arm and let him feel him flex as he took the first swallow that pulled Jake in to his neck. He placed his other hand between Jake’s thighs and rubbed tent between them before giving another swallow.
'Oh fuck yes, he’s gonna do it,’ Jake thought, his heart pounding. Nick gave another swallow that pulled his shoulders in and Jake wiggled forward, moving himself in faster.
Nick gave a slight gag as Jake forced his way in faster than Nick had intended followed by another gulp. Jake kept pushing, eager to slide all the way down, and felt Nick’s body constrict around him violently.
Nick’s stomach churned at the force Jake was pushing forward with. Another gulp and Jake’s chest was inching down his throat - until he gave another push down. Nick’s body responded immediately and he nearly threw his date up, but Jake’s next well-timed push forced him to swallow, and in a single gulp his knees were at the top of Nick’s throat.
A few pained, fast swallows followed and Nick felt Jake settle fully into his stomach. He moaned, not at the man nearly a foot-and-a-half taller than him crammed in his belly, but at the irritation in his throat from his overeager guest.
Jake squirmed as the warm stomach walls squeezed him tightly. “Oh fuck, it’s even better than I thought it would be…” he said to himself.
“Dude..” Nick said, stifling a belch, “that’s not safe.”
Jake didn’t hear him over the low groans of his angry stomach. He reached into his pants and rubbed his cock as his host’s stomach let out low, aggressive sounds.
Outside, Nick was pulling his pants down. Guys this size stretched his stomach until it hurt in just the right way. Every time Jake shifted he felt the area grow almost too tight to stand before easing up again. When he heard Jake moaning inside of him, he couldn’t contain himself and started to grind on his massive belly.
'Oh fuck I’m actually inside of him,’ Jake thought to himself as he rubbed away, 'he’s so hot and he ate me.’
Neither of them lasted long, both blowing their loads at nearly the same time. Nick let out a deep sigh, savoring the feeling of his overstuffed belly. He gave a small burp and started to push, but felt nothing coming. Jake shifted inside, letting out a small sigh.
Nick gave a harder push this time, one that would usually send a guy flying, but nothing. His throat prickled at the struggle from earlier and he gave another push, this time leaning down against the floor to try and push Jake out, but nothing. Jake stirred again, “everything okay?”
He gave another hard push, but nothing. “I uh… I can’t get you up.”
Jake got still. “What do you mean?”
Nick felt himself start to sweat, “Uh… I uh… I think you forcing your way down did something. My throat hurts and I can’t… I can’t force you out.”
Jake started to shift more, his thrashing giving Nick an exhilarating mix of pleasure and pain. “What are you saying? I can’t stay in here.”
Nick gave a few more heavy heaves, but nothing. His belly gave a few gurgling sounds, which only made Jake thrash wildly. “I - OOF - I’m trying, but nothing is - oh fuck, you’re kicking hard - I can’t get anything up.”
Jake started to punch and kick Nick from the inside like he was fighting his way out. The feeling woke something in Nick again as he felt his cock press against the shaking outside of his gut. “Dude, I’m sorry b - fuck - but I can’t… I can’t do anything. I’m trying but you just won’t come up.”
“LET ME OUT,” Jake screamed. Nick’s belly gave a few low groans and tightened around his thrashing meal, “YOU CAN’T EAT ME.”
Nick let out a small burp, “I can’t stop it. My stomach doesn’t know the difference, it just - UURP - it just…” he trailed off. Nick was thrusting against his belly again, the painful stretching pushing against his stomach completely overwhelming him.
After an hour, the struggling had stopped and Nick’s stomach was making louder and louder sounds. He came twice since realizing he couldn’t spit Jake back up, and was on the edge again at the feeling of his stomach softening and churning what was inside. When he came again, he laid on his belly and listened to the sounds of his former date churning inside of him.
—
He woke in the morning to find his stomach had shrunk significantly, and when he stood he felt the weight of his meal shifting in his intestines. He let out a wet burp and lifted himself off the ground, his belly hanging low. The warm water of the shower woke him up as he lowered himself to the floor. He gave his stomach a rub as he wrapped his arms around it, “somehow you look even sexier like this.”
He leaned against the wall as the water poured over him and smiled at the warmth in his belly. Maybe he should let his dates out less often.
Another story about these two. Also it got really long.
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The road was bumpy, but tolerable, as Prince Andrew and his knight rode quietly in his carriage.
“It’s a beautiful day,” Andrew said looking out the window
“Tis,” Jacob replied, distractedly looking at the road ahead.
Andrew frowned and slid closer to him, “such a pity to waste traveling so.”
Jacob glanced at him, judging the look on his face, and turned his attention away from the road. “Indeed, I would rather be elsewhere than a carriage on a day like this.”
“Contrary,” Andrew said with a growing smile, “the privacy of the curtains on a day this warm sounds excellent to me.” He unbuttoned the top of his shirt, giving Jacob a look he knew he wouldn’t be able to resist.
“Mm, my lord, what if…” Jacob said, lowering his voice to a whisper, “what if someone sees?”
“What will they do?” He replied, placing his hand on the side of Jacob’s face, stroking his neat, dark beard, “who would believe them over my word anyway?”
“Mm, I suppose that’s true.” Jacob leaned in and kissed him softly, “the word of a prince carries a sort of divine weight.”
Andrew leaned in and kissed him back. “Divine weight?”
“How else could I hope to explain the way you have me heeding your every call?”
Jacob ran his hand along Andrew’s thigh while he unbuttoned Jacob’s shirt. Andrew unbuttoned Jacob’s pants and pulled his cock out, giving it a gentle tug.
The carriage suddenly lurched forward, tossing both of them to the ground. Voices outside surrounded the carriage and Jacob lept forward, grabbing his sword and looking out the window.
“Two men,” he whispered, “stay here my lord, I shall return.” He pulled up his pants and stepped out of the carriage.
Andrew looked from the window as he approached, the two men drawing their knives. They spoke briefly before the larger of the two began to shout. Andrew’s breath caught for a second when he lunged at Jacob, but missed and instead was sent tumbling over himself. He punched the second man so hard he fell to the ground unconscious.
The first man came back around with his knife, but Jacob grabbed both of his arms with a grip like a vice until he dropped his knife, then went for his head, jaws wide open. Andrew watched with his mouth slightly open as the Jacob lifted him by the thigh and swallowed the struggling with ease. From the knees down, the man’s legs kicked wildly as they stuck out of Jacob’s mouth as he grabbed the smaller of the two men - at least a foot and a half smaller than Jacob - by the neck and lifted him off the ground.
Andrew felt his trousers tightening at the display. The man came to just in time to watch Jacob tilt his head and seal his partner’s fate. He thrashed and swung at Jacob to no avail. He lifted the man up like a child’s toy, starting at the feet this time, and lowered him slowly as he walked back to the carriage. As he entered, Andrew watched the shape of the man’s head slide down his throat and disappear into the writhing mass of the knight’s belly.
The driver gave the roof of the carriage a pat and they continued.
Andrew touched the surface of his belly lightly, “I don’t know what I would do without your protection, my knight.”
“Anything you require of me, my king, I will do.”
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Hours passed until they stopped at the estate of a nobleman expecting them. Under darkness, they carried their things to a spare room.
“Two beds?” Andrew said after the servant left, “I suppose we should at least toss the blanket around to make it appear used.”
Andrew laid flat on his back on the bed, his belly raised in the air like a beachball.
“We never got to finish earlier,” Andrew said, staring at his knight’s taut belly.
Jacob held in a burp as a loud gurgling echoed within him, “I’m afraid I may not be of much use to you now.”
Andrew smiled and pulled something from a bag he’d picked up from a salesman in the court, “you doubt me, sir knight?” He climbed onto the bed and slid Jacob’s trousers off of his legs. Too exhausted to argue, Jacob let out a low, rumbling burp.
Andrew rubbed the substance on Jacob’s member. He drew his knees in and gasped at the sensation, “y-your h-h… p-prin….” Dropping his clothes to the floor, the prince climbed onto the bed and straddled Jacob. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes and he lowered down, inch by inch, onto Jacob.
Steadying himself on Jacob’s belly, he slowly moved up and down as Jacob gasped. Once he felt himself relax, he ran his hands over the surface of Jacob’s massive gut while he rode. The surface was tight, but he still felt chunks of the meal bouncing and sloshing inside.
Jacob let out a burp as his belly gave a deep groan at the sudden shaking. Hearing the burp on top of the sloshing and groaning only made Andrew move faster and harder. “Jacob…” he moaned softly, gripping Jacob’s belly tightly. His cock slid between his own belly and the knight’s, making each bounce up and down slide across his own member as well.
Jacob gripped the bedsheets, his mind absolutely spinning. The tightness of his stomach, the way Andrew’s hands felt on the surface, the faces he was making just over the top of his belly… he felt pressure building up inside of him. His tight, bloated belly felt warm and his spine felt like it was filled with electricity as he throbbed in whatever warm surprise Andrew had cooked up. “My p..prin..”
“My name.” Andrew said firmly through gasps.
“W..wha.. your hi…high…” Jacob tried to say.
“You heard me,” he said, “say it.”
Jacob’s head felt light as he reached the edge. “A..Andr…”
Andrew’s face tightened as he pounded down even harder onto Jacob’s cock, “say it now.”
Jacob’s eyes rolled back into his head as he let it out, “Andrew… oh fuck, Andrew.”
Andrew squeezed his eyes shut as he shot between their bellies, “Jacob.. fuck…”
The prince slowed to a stop as they both panted. He leaned forward onto Jacob’s massive belly and the room was silent but for the low, wet groaning of Jacob’s belly.
Andrew lifted himself from Jacob and crawled further into the bed next to him. He placed a hand on Jacob’s belly and gave it a gentle rub while they laid in the quiet room. Jacob reached forward and placed his hand on Andrew’s and they kissed before falling asleep to the noisy sounds of his belly.
By morning, his belly would be returned to its normal size and they would wake to sunlight on their faces from the window.
Leon’s gut was a squirming, gurgling mass of flesh. He couldn’t help but belch as his meal shifted around inside, dislodging bubbles of gas within him. The man inside was one of his favorite coworkers, but unfortunately this was the fate he’d been forced into by Leon’s insatiable hunger.
A few hours ago, they were just flirting- a few knowing looks and a couple winks across the hall. Then, next thing Leon knew, his cheeks were being spread and his coworker’s tongue was circling his asshole. He moaned as his pink hole was lapped at, the ring winking open and shut involuntarily. When Leon felt a sharp pang of hunger, all he had to do was sit back and let his glutes pull the man inside.
And there he was, digesting his hookup. His stomach began to fill with acids, the fluid rising to consume its prey. Leon let out another wet burp as his meal gave one last twitch, finally drowning in digestive fluids. He let out an exhausted sigh, leaning back on his elbows and throwing his head back. As another belch rolled up his throat, he wondered how long it’d take his prey to soften and pump through his guts. He liked his belly when it was squishy, full of liquified remains- and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t looking forward to a thick, satisfying dump later. That’s what he thought about as he drifted to sleep, letting the sloshy prey start to sink into his intestines for absorption.
Leon swallowed a pair of kicking legs down, slurping wetly. The man slid all the way down his gullet, joining a second civilian inside the stomach. “BWOOUURRRPP- sorry, guys,” Leon said to his squirming gut. “I’m really hungry… just try to stop mov- urrp- moving, please. It upsets my stomach…”
Leon waddled in the Umbrella lab, trying to find more prey for his rumbling gut. His stomach hadn’t had enough of the two shady scientists- it needed more corrupt staff to fill it up.
*Creak.*
“Aha!” he said, noticing a faint movement of the door of a storage closet. He made his way over, opening the door to find 3 scientists huddled together in the small space. His gut completely blocked their escape, allowing him to pin them into the shelf behind them with ease. A belch rolled up his throat, wafting down to the scientists. The one closest to Leon scrunched his phase, clearly displeased with the smell. He found himself closer to that odor as he was forced down the rookie’s gullet, sliding into the packed stomach. “BWOOOUURRPP- sorry, guys, but you had it coming making that virus. I don’t wanna harm anyone, but my belly’s still rumbling, so…” he trailed off, grabbing the next man by the shoulders and wolfing him down. As soon as Leon’s throat surrounded the man’s shoes, his head was already descending upon the third. The rings of his throat pulled the man in deep to his gurgly fate.
Five men squirmed inside him- and now a sixth and seventh sat in front of him, backed into a corner by his hulking gut. He didn’t even bother explaining his hunger to them, just grabbing one’s ankle and placing it in his jaws before slurping the legs down. The scientist begged and pleaded, but it was all for nothing. He cried out as his head entered the throat, yelling as he descended.
And that left one.
“I’ve always wanted to try this…” Leon said, turning around and tugging down his utility trousers. He presented the scientist his bare, pale ass, pink hole winking. It was dusted lightly with s few blonde hairs, but otherwise completely bare. He spread his cheek with one hand and grabbed the Umbrella employee with the other, shoving his head into his hole. Leon moaned, gasping for breath at the overwhelming pleasure. He continued his light breaths as his backside descended to the ground, pulling the poor man inside with little effort.
Leon fell to the ground, finally full. His ass was still out in the air, leaving his hole exposed to the elements. He didn’t care, laying atop his loudly churning belly of seven. “OOUUURRRPP… that’s enough for now…” he mumbled. His hands reached down at his sides, massaging the edge of his massively swollen stomach. It was in full gear, gurgling and glorping as it processed the scientists. His eyebrows perked, a sensation of bubbling going down his bowels. He raised his thigh up best he could, almost like a dog peeing, and let himself rip ass. “Ugh… that’s so embarrassing. Excuse me.”
Jason loved going on vacation. So many easy men and women to get into a secluded space and absorb into himself. He always returned home 30 lbs heavier. Just now he had charmed a straight couple to let him visit the hotel they were staying at. He seduced the wife and husband to let him cuckold the husband, tying him up on a chair to watch Jason fuck his wife. Once both were ready, Jason worshipped her body and licked her up and down. She was barely as tall as his chest. She would fit within him easily. Once he got her on the bed, he pressed his mass ontop of her, and then she noticed. Her legs had slid into Jason’s thick thighs. Where she looked, she could see her own thighs sinking into his and soon everywhere their skin touched, it appeared that she was sinking within. Her husband alarmed, began to try and fight the restraints yet to no avail. The gag worked wonders, keeping his voice to a muffle. Tears streamed down his face as he saw his beautiful wife’s face between Jason’s pecs as the last of her entered his body. Jason flexed, feeling his biceps bulge and pecs bounce with the added mass.
“Don’t worry, you’ll be with her soon. Within this MASS.” Jason ripped the restraints and tore the husbands clothes off, shoving the husbands face into his armpit, where the man was slurped up into his body, with Jason giving thw feet a quick tickle as he closed his arm over the vanishing toes. Jason admired himself in front of the mirror as the couple became one within his physique. He got dressed, grabbed their key cards and headed to the lobby.
The front desk attendent blushed as Jason, shirt unbuttoned revealing his amazing body, approached him.
“The couple in room 243 are checking out early. Thanks for their stay.” He said as each pec bounced. Jason left the hotel, headed towards his next conquest.
Danny felt his back slam against the wall, his lips pressed hard against his hookup’s. He let out a small moan as his hookup ran a hand up his shirt, giving his belly a squeeze.
“Mmmph, let me in there,” Jake said breathlessly as Danny grabbed his ass.
Danny licked his neck slowly as Jake let out a soft moan in his ear. “You taste good, so good.”
Jake slid his other hand down Danny’s pants, giving him a gentle rub as he pressed his soft belly. “Please…” he begged.
Pushing their lips together, Danny lifted Jake by the ass as he wrapped his legs around Danny’s sides. Sliding his tongue past his lips, Jake closed his eyes and held tight around the other man’s neck.
Laying him back onto the bed, Danny unbuttoned Jake’s shirt, grabbing his pecs and grinding against him. “Are you ready? No going back.”
”S-should we have a safe word?” Jake asked timidly.
”I don’t let my meals out,” Danny said firmly, “say yes and you stop being a man and start being a meal.”
Jake’s cock twitched and he thrust against Danny. “Don’t you want to do something else first?”
”I don’t mind playing with my food.”
”Fuck, eat me. Do it, I’m yours.”
Danny grinned, “no going back.” Grabbing Jake’s pants, he jerked them open, breaking the button clean off, and pulled them and his underwear to his ankles. While Danny squeezed lube onto him, Jake undid his belt and pulled down, Danny’s cock swinging out. He lowered himself onto Jake’s dick, letting out a moan.
Jake thrust upwards as Danny began to slide up and down. He reached forward and rubbed Danny’s soft belly, sliding his hand down to his dick and giving it a rub.
Danny reached down and grabbed Jake by the hair, “that feels good, fuck keep stroking.”
”Your ass feels so g-“ Jake started before being cut off by a hard pull on his hair.
”I didn’t give you permission to talk,” Danny said, bouncing harder.
Jake moaned and thrust harder as Danny gave his hair another tug.
”That’s right, harder,” Danny demanded.
Jake gripped the sheets as he felt himself on the edge, moaning in short, stuttery bursts.
”Don’t you dare cum yet,” Danny said, “you cum when I say.”
Jake gripped tighter, trying to fight it, the electric feeling shooting up his spine into the back of his eyes.
Danny let out a few moans and changed his pace as he pounded down harder. “Not yet,” he panted, giving Jake a gentle tug.
Jake clenched his teeth and squeezed his eyes, his hand tightening on Danny’s cock as he barely kept himself from shooting.
Danny’s eyes rolled back and his insides tightened on Jake’s dick. ”Do it now.”
Jake sped up stroking Danny as they both came. His eyes closed and he slowed his thrusting. He felt his head pulled up by his hair and the warm press of Danny’s lips on his. The warmth grew around his mouth and down to chin when he realized Danny was opening his jaws wide.
Danny pressed the back of Jake’s head as he opened wide. Feeling Jake sliding out of him, he gave a swallow, his throat stretching. He grabbed Jake by the ass and began swallowing, quickly pulling his head all the way into his throat. He moaned and felt his cock twitch at the feeling of his body stretching.
Giving a few swallows he pushed Jake’s shoulders past his jaws. His throat relaxed and he pulled Jake by the thighs, sliding him in slowly. As he felt Jake’s head enter his stomach, his spine shuddered and he felt like he might cum again. He gave a hard gulp while pulling and drew Jake in to his waist.
Lifting up, Jake began to slide in by gravity. Danny let out a deep moan as his eyes roll back, his dick shooting a second time at the feeling of his massive meal sliding in. He gave a few swallows and all that remained was the tips of Jake’s feet, slowly sliding down. Danny gave a few shuddering gasps as he put his hands on his rapidly ballooning stomach.
After a few seconds, Jake felt Danny’s esophagus close over the tips of his toes. He came again as the hot, sticky smell of Danny’s stomach filled his senses. Stomach acid coated his skin and he felt a tingle on his cheeks.
Danny rubbed his belly as it stretched and mentally readied himself. He gave a hard swallow and Jake went tumbling into his stomach, his belly doubling in size in seconds. He leaned forward and rested himself on his belly, his stomach angrily shifting his meal around.
Jake curled into a ball as his new home squeezed him. He felt the walls quickly release more juices and coat him, his entire body beginning to tingle. “Oh fuck, it’s so hot in here.“
Panting, Danny managed to get out, “hush now, my stomach is waking up.”
Jake started rubbing his dick as the tingling picked up, the lube on it still slick. His arms began to itch as the walls pumped in more and more acid, slowly filling around him.
Letting out a small burp, Danny groaned as he felt the shaking in his stomach. “Mm, I’ve never had such an excited meal. I can’t wait for digestion to really set in.”
”Oh fuck…” Jake moaned, already about to cum again, “I can’t wait.”
”You think that now,” Danny purred as his rubbed his belly, “but you might not feel that way in an hour when your skin starts to melt.”
Jake came hard as the stomach acid began to toss around him. “A… aren’t you.. gonna burp out t-the.. air?”
Danny gave a little laugh and sighed, “no.”
”You.. but…” Jake stammered out as he tried to get his bearings.
”I love to digest my meals alive.”
Jake paused briefly. “I’d hate to be a bad dinner guest.”
Danny shook his belly. “You’re not nearly as freaked out as I assumed.”
”I can’t wait to be digested.“
———————
Two hours passed as Danny‘s stomach went to work on Jake. His skin had gone from burning to numb and he was starting to lose feeling in his arms.
”I think I.. feel my b..body d..di…gesting..”
He looked down at his feet and tried to move his toes, but felt nothing. His entire body was losing sensation as he tried to move, but couldn’t. His arm floated motionless next to him as he looked over and he realized how soft it was. Even if he could feel it, he wouldn’t be able to move it.
He felt lightheaded and began to nod off. Danny’s stomach shifted him and he felt himself begin to slip below the acid. The last thing he saw was his other arm painlessly squeezed apart by the right walls of Danny‘s stomach.
Danny gave his stomach a rub as he felt Jake ‘a body fall apart. He gave a content sigh as his stomach gave a low groan and he nodded off to sleep. The next morning he would wake up to a bloated but much smaller belly as Jake’s liquified remains absorbed into his belly.
Another story about these two. Also it got really long.
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The road was bumpy, but tolerable, as Prince Andrew and his knight rode quietly in his carriage.
“It’s a beautiful day,” Andrew said looking out the window
“Tis,” Jacob replied, distractedly looking at the road ahead.
Andrew frowned and slid closer to him, “such a pity to waste traveling so.”
Jacob glanced at him, judging the look on his face, and turned his attention away from the road. “Indeed, I would rather be elsewhere than a carriage on a day like this.”
“Contrary,” Andrew said with a growing smile, “the privacy of the curtains on a day this warm sounds excellent to me.” He unbuttoned the top of his shirt, giving Jacob a look he knew he wouldn’t be able to resist.
“Mm, my lord, what if…” Jacob said, lowering his voice to a whisper, “what if someone sees?”
“What will they do?” He replied, placing his hand on the side of Jacob’s face, stroking his neat, dark beard, “who would believe them over my word anyway?”
“Mm, I suppose that’s true.” Jacob leaned in and kissed him softly, “the word of a prince carries a sort of divine weight.”
Andrew leaned in and kissed him back. “Divine weight?”
“How else could I hope to explain the way you have me heeding your every call?”
Jacob ran his hand along Andrew’s thigh while he unbuttoned Jacob’s shirt. Andrew unbuttoned Jacob’s pants and pulled his cock out, giving it a gentle tug.
The carriage suddenly lurched forward, tossing both of them to the ground. Voices outside surrounded the carriage and Jacob lept forward, grabbing his sword and looking out the window.
“Two men,” he whispered, “stay here my lord, I shall return.” He pulled up his pants and stepped out of the carriage.
Andrew looked from the window as he approached, the two men drawing their knives. They spoke briefly before the larger of the two began to shout. Andrew’s breath caught for a second when he lunged at Jacob, but missed and instead was sent tumbling over himself. He punched the second man so hard he fell to the ground unconscious.
The first man came back around with his knife, but Jacob grabbed both of his arms with a grip like a vice until he dropped his knife, then went for his head, jaws wide open. Andrew watched with his mouth slightly open as the Jacob lifted him by the thigh and swallowed the struggling with ease. From the knees down, the man’s legs kicked wildly as they stuck out of Jacob’s mouth as he grabbed the smaller of the two men - at least a foot and a half smaller than Jacob - by the neck and lifted him off the ground.
Andrew felt his trousers tightening at the display. The man came to just in time to watch Jacob tilt his head and seal his partner’s fate. He thrashed and swung at Jacob to no avail. He lifted the man up like a child’s toy, starting at the feet this time, and lowered him slowly as he walked back to the carriage. As he entered, Andrew watched the shape of the man’s head slide down his throat and disappear into the writhing mass of the knight’s belly.
The driver gave the roof of the carriage a pat and they continued.
Andrew touched the surface of his belly lightly, “I don’t know what I would do without your protection, my knight.”
“Anything you require of me, my king, I will do.”
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Hours passed until they stopped at the estate of a nobleman expecting them. Under darkness, they carried their things to a spare room.
“Two beds?” Andrew said after the servant left, “I suppose we should at least toss the blanket around to make it appear used.”
Andrew laid flat on his back on the bed, his belly raised in the air like a beachball.
“We never got to finish earlier,” Andrew said, staring at his knight’s taut belly.
Jacob held in a burp as a loud gurgling echoed within him, “I’m afraid I may not be of much use to you now.”
Andrew smiled and pulled something from a bag he’d picked up from a salesman in the court, “you doubt me, sir knight?” He climbed onto the bed and slid Jacob’s trousers off of his legs. Too exhausted to argue, Jacob let out a low, rumbling burp.
Andrew rubbed the substance on Jacob’s member. He drew his knees in and gasped at the sensation, “y-your h-h… p-prin….” Dropping his clothes to the floor, the prince climbed onto the bed and straddled Jacob. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes and he lowered down, inch by inch, onto Jacob.
Steadying himself on Jacob’s belly, he slowly moved up and down as Jacob gasped. Once he felt himself relax, he ran his hands over the surface of Jacob’s massive gut while he rode. The surface was tight, but he still felt chunks of the meal bouncing and sloshing inside.
Jacob let out a burp as his belly gave a deep groan at the sudden shaking. Hearing the burp on top of the sloshing and groaning only made Andrew move faster and harder. “Jacob…” he moaned softly, gripping Jacob’s belly tightly. His cock slid between his own belly and the knight’s, making each bounce up and down slide across his own member as well.
Jacob gripped the bedsheets, his mind absolutely spinning. The tightness of his stomach, the way Andrew’s hands felt on the surface, the faces he was making just over the top of his belly… he felt pressure building up inside of him. His tight, bloated belly felt warm and his spine felt like it was filled with electricity as he throbbed in whatever warm surprise Andrew had cooked up. “My p..prin..”
“My name.” Andrew said firmly through gasps.
“W..wha.. your hi…high…” Jacob tried to say.
“You heard me,” he said, “say it.”
Jacob’s head felt light as he reached the edge. “A..Andr…”
Andrew’s face tightened as he pounded down even harder onto Jacob’s cock, “say it now.”
Jacob’s eyes rolled back into his head as he let it out, “Andrew… oh fuck, Andrew.”
Andrew squeezed his eyes shut as he shot between their bellies, “Jacob.. fuck…”
The prince slowed to a stop as they both panted. He leaned forward onto Jacob’s massive belly and the room was silent but for the low, wet groaning of Jacob’s belly.
Andrew lifted himself from Jacob and crawled further into the bed next to him. He placed a hand on Jacob’s belly and gave it a gentle rub while they laid in the quiet room. Jacob reached forward and placed his hand on Andrew’s and they kissed before falling asleep to the noisy sounds of his belly.
By morning, his belly would be returned to its normal size and they would wake to sunlight on their faces from the window.
Jacob felt a bead of sweat on the back of his neck as he walked into his date’s apartment after a good night. He was a little dude, 5'3, with beefy arms and eyes that nearly stopped Jake’s heart when he looked right at them.
Nick smiled at him from across the room as he loosened his tie, “make yourself comfortable.”
“I- I uh… I don’t really do this often,” Jake stammered out.
Nick walked across the room and rubbed the top of his hand, “there’s no pressure. We don’t even have to do anything if you don’t want to.”
“No, no I want to, I’m just..” Jake started.
Nick reached up and leaned Jake down by the back of the head into a kiss. He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, shocked and amazed at the same time.
‘Oh god, oh fuck, he kissed me,’ he panicked to himself, 'he actually kissed me oh fuck, he’s so hot and he kissed me.’
He felt his shirt being untucked on his right side followed by the warm presence of Nick’s palm on his bare skin. Nick pulled away for a second and put their foreheads together, “It can’t be comfortable for you to lean that far, why don’t we move over here?”
Nick led him to the couch and climbed onto his lap. At 6'5, Jake still leaned his neck to kiss him. He felt his shirt get pulled up further as warm, soft hands rubbed his sides.
'He’s so hot and he likes me, oh shit what do I do? How do I touch him back? Does he want me to? Oh fuck’
Jake slid his hand under the back of Nick’s shirt and traced the back of his spine all the way to his neck. He felt Nick’s bulge thrust against his chest for a moment before Nick pulled away from the kiss and took off his shirt. He came back into the kiss hard, pulling at Jake’s hair and pushing him against the couch.
Jake responded by grabbing his ass hard, which got a soft moan out of Nick. He pulled at Nick’s hair started to take the lead as Nick let out soft moans and leaned into his touch. Jake turned them around, pressing Nick into the cushions of the couch as he kissed him hard.
His mind raced, 'he likes this, he likes me, fuck he’s even hotter when he moans,’ as he kissed Nick harder. He ran a hand down from Nick’s pillowy pecs down to his soft belly and gave a rough grab. Nick put his arms around Jake’s head and started to open his mouth wider, taking in Jake’s lower jaw.
Jake moved his hands to Nick’s pecs and gave a squeeze as Nick flexed them and continued to open his mouth wider, drawing Jake’s entire face inside. Jake moaned as the opening to Nick’s throat grazed his cheeks, “oh fuck…”
Nick moved Jake’s hand to his thick arm and let him feel him flex as he took the first swallow that pulled Jake in to his neck. He placed his other hand between Jake’s thighs and rubbed tent between them before giving another swallow.
'Oh fuck yes, he’s gonna do it,’ Jake thought, his heart pounding. Nick gave another swallow that pulled his shoulders in and Jake wiggled forward, moving himself in faster.
Nick gave a slight gag as Jake forced his way in faster than Nick had intended followed by another gulp. Jake kept pushing, eager to slide all the way down, and felt Nick’s body constrict around him violently.
Nick’s stomach churned at the force Jake was pushing forward with. Another gulp and Jake’s chest was inching down his throat - until he gave another push down. Nick’s body responded immediately and he nearly threw his date up, but Jake’s next well-timed push forced him to swallow, and in a single gulp his knees were at the top of Nick’s throat.
A few pained, fast swallows followed and Nick felt Jake settle fully into his stomach. He moaned, not at the man nearly a foot-and-a-half taller than him crammed in his belly, but at the irritation in his throat from his overeager guest.
Jake squirmed as the warm stomach walls squeezed him tightly. “Oh fuck, it’s even better than I thought it would be…” he said to himself.
“Dude..” Nick said, stifling a belch, “that’s not safe.”
Jake didn’t hear him over the low groans of his angry stomach. He reached into his pants and rubbed his cock as his host’s stomach let out low, aggressive sounds.
Outside, Nick was pulling his pants down. Guys this size stretched his stomach until it hurt in just the right way. Every time Jake shifted he felt the area grow almost too tight to stand before easing up again. When he heard Jake moaning inside of him, he couldn’t contain himself and started to grind on his massive belly.
'Oh fuck I’m actually inside of him,’ Jake thought to himself as he rubbed away, 'he’s so hot and he ate me.’
Neither of them lasted long, both blowing their loads at nearly the same time. Nick let out a deep sigh, savoring the feeling of his overstuffed belly. He gave a small burp and started to push, but felt nothing coming. Jake shifted inside, letting out a small sigh.
Nick gave a harder push this time, one that would usually send a guy flying, but nothing. His throat prickled at the struggle from earlier and he gave another push, this time leaning down against the floor to try and push Jake out, but nothing. Jake stirred again, “everything okay?”
He gave another hard push, but nothing. “I uh… I can’t get you up.”
Jake got still. “What do you mean?”
Nick felt himself start to sweat, “Uh… I uh… I think you forcing your way down did something. My throat hurts and I can’t… I can’t force you out.”
Jake started to shift more, his thrashing giving Nick an exhilarating mix of pleasure and pain. “What are you saying? I can’t stay in here.”
Nick gave a few more heavy heaves, but nothing. His belly gave a few gurgling sounds, which only made Jake thrash wildly. “I - OOF - I’m trying, but nothing is - oh fuck, you’re kicking hard - I can’t get anything up.”
Jake started to punch and kick Nick from the inside like he was fighting his way out. The feeling woke something in Nick again as he felt his cock press against the shaking outside of his gut. “Dude, I’m sorry b - fuck - but I can’t… I can’t do anything. I’m trying but you just won’t come up.”
“LET ME OUT,” Jake screamed. Nick’s belly gave a few low groans and tightened around his thrashing meal, “YOU CAN’T EAT ME.”
Nick let out a small burp, “I can’t stop it. My stomach doesn’t know the difference, it just - UURP - it just…” he trailed off. Nick was thrusting against his belly again, the painful stretching pushing against his stomach completely overwhelming him.
After an hour, the struggling had stopped and Nick’s stomach was making louder and louder sounds. He came twice since realizing he couldn’t spit Jake back up, and was on the edge again at the feeling of his stomach softening and churning what was inside. When he came again, he laid on his belly and listened to the sounds of his former date churning inside of him.
—
He woke in the morning to find his stomach had shrunk significantly, and when he stood he felt the weight of his meal shifting in his intestines. He let out a wet burp and lifted himself off the ground, his belly hanging low. The warm water of the shower woke him up as he lowered himself to the floor. He gave his stomach a rub as he wrapped his arms around it, “somehow you look even sexier like this.”
He leaned against the wall as the water poured over him and smiled at the warmth in his belly. Maybe he should let his dates out less often.
A bumping at the door woke Jacob up from a dead sleep. A low growl filled the room as a hulking figure bared its teeth and made its way towards him. He looked at the clock, 5:37am. “Home already?” Jacob asked, stretching.
The nine-foot figure crawled towards the bed on all fours, its swollen belly swaying side to side as it moved. The wolf crawled into bed, licking Jacob’s face before flopping on his side and letting out a huge sigh of relief as his massive gut layed on the bed. Jacob reached over and rubbed the creature’s furry belly, “someone had a good hunt!”
He crawled out of the blankets and gave the werewolf’s tight stomach a kiss, “do you remember what you ate this time?”
The wolf let out a moan, his face shrinking back as the moonlight’s effects began their gradual process of fading, “nrrr- n-no..”
“Oh Ricky, I hope no one caught you on camera,” Jacob teased as he massaged his boyfriend’s belly, “I wonder what’s in there this time.”
“Trr-taste… tastes like… cow,” Rick struggled.
Jacob put his arms around Rick’s stuffed tummy, his hands barely reaching halfway. “Gotta be more than that, the Wolf never finishes a cow, just makes a mess.”
Rick’s belly gave a long, low rumble, followed by a gag from Rick just before he spit up a set of keys. He let out a low, rumbling burp as Jacob picked up the keys and set them to the side.
“I guess the better question is WHO is in there then,” Jacob laughed as he pressed Rick’s belly hard, “do you remember?”
Rick closed his eyes before struggling out, “m-man. gas station. motorcycle. big guy. no one… saw.”
“Did the wolf make a mess?”
Rick paused and tried hard to remember through the thick fog. He remembered the man and his bike. The wolf had eaten a quarter of a cow before he heard the bike, and then he stalked the man. He remembered walking up, but that’s when the memory faded, then he remembered something sitting heavy in his stomach, almost like it was moving. He let out a groan, “no mess.”
“How’d he do that?” Jacob asked with one eyebrow raised.
Rick felt something else trying to come up his throat, something much bigger. He let out a gag before spitting out a wallet into Jacob’s hand. “He ate-uURRP… whole.”
Jacob’s eyes widened, “whole? Like, one bite? I thought you said he was big.”
Rick’s belly gave another deep, pained moan. “S-sw… swallowed him.”
“No way”
“W-urrRRRRRRP-way.”
Jacob rubbed his stuffed, fuzzy belly, “wow, that’s cool as hell.” He looked over Rick’s belly at the rest of him and found he was still mostly wolf. His stomach was so full this time, he might not turn back for at least two days while his stomach worked down enough for him to safely turn human again.
“Let’s see who he was,” Jacob said as he opened the wallet. He looked over the ID and took out the sticky cash, setting it aside. “Alright Ricky, you know the rule: no evidence.”
Ricky opened his mouth wide. Jacob looked inside at the row of sharp teeth. Even half-turned his mouth was wide enough to fit Jacob’s entire head in, he absolutely could have swallowed a man in full form. Jacob felt himself get hard at the thought of watching that and quickly put the wallet at the back of Rick’s throat.
Like instinct, he swallowed and the wallet disappeared. “Anything else in that big belly we should worry about?”
Rick’s belly gave a low groan, “n…no baby. Just meat. Lots of meat.”
Jacob went back to kneading Rick’s firm belly, thinking about how easily he could fit in there twice over. He felt his underwear twitch as he thought about it, “that’s right, lots of meat.”
Really obsessed lately with the idea of a short, petite pred and a tall, bulky willing prey who’s a little too eager and pushes the little guy way too fast, and then when it’s time to come out the pred can’t do it. His throat is too irritated or after choking on the prey a little his gag reflex is upset or something and now this little 5’3 guy has this broad-shouldered 6’7 giant stuck in his belly and he can feel his stomach starting to take notice.
the realization for both of them that the big guy is about to get digested and there’s nothing they can do about it. the little guy trying so hard to make his body stop but having no control. the big guy struggling so hard to escape but no matter how hard he struggles there’s no way out. good shit.
Thanks to all your lovely contributions Orlando got to eat two huge feasts and around 17 guys!!! Chances are hes still passed out digesting it all down but he’s THANKFUL FOR IT ALL!!
Below the cut are some of the asks and comments I got while the link is up!! Some were from discord as well and I sadly lost them in the chat.
