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Hot buisness man getting feet worshiped by boss 😋🤤💪❤

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Experimental Vore Study - another gay vore story by Ryan Marshall

Theo often wondered how or why he had developed his vore fetish. He was happy experiencing it but always thought it would be interesting to better understand what in his brain decided that getting swallowed whole was equal to prime sensual elation.

The perfect opportunity arose when he was referred to join a well paid scientific study relating to understanding the brain patterns of those experiencing sensual arousal in relation to various fetishes. After filling out some forms to verify he’d be a good candidate, and sending some of his self written vore stories for context of his fetish, he was invited to participate officially.

The first time Theo visited the facility for research testing, his experience focused on doing scans of his brain activity and other vitals while talking about his vore fetish, reading vore stories, and viewing photos and drawings depicting vore.

Theo expected to do a bit more of the same thing on his second time visiting, but was surprised when he was called into a new area. An attendant put a couple monitors on his body, but Theo wasn’t really paying attention to what they were doing as he could hear odd sounds coming from nearby. In one direction down a hallway he could hear what sounded like a whip, in another direction there were strange crunching noises. He thought he even heard sensual moaning. Were they having research participants arouse themselves or something?

Theo was so focused, trying to figure out what he was hearing he didn’t notice the head researcher standing in front of him, beaconing him to follow.

They entered a large brightly lit, entirely unfurnished room.

“We’ve been processing all of the tests we’ve run analyzing your brain and are ready to move on to the next phase of testing,” the researcher began, “Theo, I’d like you to meet your results,” he said, shifting his gaze over Theo’s shoulder.

Theo turned around to see an incredibly large and handsome man. The tall man had a wide face and square jawline, framed by his medium-short black hair, and adorned with bushy eye-brows, a stylish goatee and a remarkably large mouth. His shoulders relaxed backward, with his gargantuan gut ballooning out in front of him, looking as though it could fit a yoga ball if stretched out a bit. He had thick thighs, and Theo could tell by the black hairs sticking out between his shirt buttons that the man was also well covered in hair.

“Oh wow, you’re hot,” Theo whispered to himself, then realizing he had been staring at an unfamiliar man’s body for far too long, tried to catch himself, “Sorry, hi - I’m Theo, what is your name?”

Theo reached his hand forward and the man grasped it firmly and pulled Theo in incredibly close, reaching his other hand around Theo’s shoulder and whispering in his ear “I’m your fantasy.” The man smelled amazing too, as though he were wearing Theo’s favorite citrusy body spray.

Theo, though aroused, pushed backward and stumbled a few steps towards the head researcher. He looked back and forth and processed, saying “What do you mean meet my results?”

The researcher gestured towards the big handsome man in front of them and explained “We have developed a method of simulating a person’s sexual fantasies to see it play out in real time.”

“You hired an actor, to seduce me?” Theo looked puzzled from the big man to the researcher.

“I’m not an actor, I’m your sensual desires brought to life,” the man said.

“He’s not a real human, he’s a synthetic recreation imitating one’s behavior and body form, but with unique abilities to stimulate your specific sensual desires,” the researcher continued, as though this made all the sense in the world.

Theo looked again at the big man, “Well whoever you are, what’s your name?”

The big man smiled and pondered for a moment, “Let’s see… as I’ve gone back through your memories and feelings, there are so many names to choose from. Perhaps that gainer you dated a few years back? Or hmm… no what about that vore pred you used to roleplay with online? No… might as well be something generic then…. What about Brian?”

Theo stared at the big man, or Brian, in confusion. Had the researcher hired an actor and shared lots of personal data with him?

Brian, as if reading Theo’s mind continued, “Let me introduce myself beyond just a name. I, Brian, just started existing a couple days ago. I’m loaded with information about your interests and sensual desires, and that helps me better help play out your fantasies in reality. I thought maybe we could start with a feeding session, and then I’ll swallow you down for real.”

“Swallow me down for real? I’m sorry I don’t know if I’m comfortable roleplaying with a random actor I just met, I usually like to roleplay with people who are into vore aswell -” Theo started saying.

“Oh, don’t worry, He is literally created for your pleasure. So eating you is perhaps his only interest right now,” the researcher began, “he’s basically a not-human man-eating garbage disposal, who is only hungry for you.”

“Excuse me” Brian began, somewhat offended, “I am more than just a human garbage disposal… I also have a really cute butt!”

It was true, Brian did have an incredibly aesthetically pleasing butt.

“I can see our boy, Theo, here isn’t believing that I’m really what I say I am, so how about a demonstration,” Brian remarked. As Brian began walking forward, Theo reflexively moved out of the way, not sure if this strange man was about to attempt to eat him. But to Theo’s surprise, Theo was never the intended target.

Brian took the clipboard out of the researcher's hand and tossed it to the side, “You won’t need that where you’re going.” The researcher’s eyes widened as Brian lifted him off his feet and pulled him towards his now gaping maw. Brian didn’t waste any time with the stunned researcher, lubricating the researcher’s face with saliva, and swallowing hard, pulling the researcher’s entire upper body into his throat in mere moments. Theo, as shocked as the researcher, reflexively reached out his arms as if to help the researcher, and then noticed he was getting a bit hard.

Brian swallowed again and again, and the researcher fairly quickly got sucked down his throat. Brian’s shirt buttons were exploding off his shirt one by one and landing across the room. Theo watched as Brian swiftly untied the researcher’s shoes and ripped them off. Theo blinked and the researcher was entirely out of view. Brian’s stomach was indeed massive, that fleshy yoga ball was stretched and taught.

Brian gave a great big belch and turned to Theo, “Now what do you say? I’m still pretty hungry. Maybe you could feed me some snacks from that buffet over there.” Brian turned and gestured behind him. Theo glanced and noticed that the once empty room now had an entire table adorned with steaming hot dinners, drinks that looked remarkably like gainer shakes, chocolates and sweets, and more.

“How did that get there?” Theo exclaimed, “And how did you - ? Is the researcher all right?”

Brian approached Theo and patted his meaty hand on Theo’s back, “I told you, I am equipped to provide anything that will aid to your sexual fantasy, like food for you to feed me.” Brian guided Theo towards the table as Theo processed what just happened.

“You just summoned a table of food out of thin air? And the researcher -” Theo continued, stopping in his tracks to turn and face Brian, placing both hands on either side of Brian’s gut and jiggling it. Brian’s gut, or more likely the researcher, responded with wiggling and muffled noises of confusion.

“Well obviously. I’m hungry. I wanted food. Food appears. There you go - and don’t worry about my old creator, he’ll be fat - I mean fine… he’ll be fine,” Brian explained with a warm smile, interrupted by a belch in Theo’s face that warmed his whole body.

“So you’re magic or something?”

“Magic is only science not yet understood by the masses, is it not?”

There was a moment of silence and awe as Theo stared at Brian, his squirming belly full of another human being, and the table of food.

Brian handed Theo a plate, “I may provide the experience for the ultimate fantasy, mate, but you gotta participate for this to work. C’mon fill ‘er up and get this food in my belly!”

Theo took the plate and turned to the food, continuing to stare in mild confusion. Brian shook him out of his daze, literally by gut checking Theo, bouncing his belly against his side and knocking him off balance for a moment, “C’mon then, or I’ll have to skip the feeding session and eat you right now.”

Theo caught his balance and began piling food onto a plate, mashed potatoes, baked chicken, penne and turkey meatballs, and assorted cheeses. “You can’t eat me! Not - well, I mean it’d be hot for sure - but it’s a fantasy - like what are the mechanics of this, like is the researcher being digested?”

Brian slid his warm hands onto Theo’s side and pushed his belly up into Theo’s back a bit, dropping his voice low to say “Only if you want me too… I know the stories you’ve written…” Brian’s mouth was so close to Theo’s ear now, Theo could feel his hot breath down his neck and shivered, feeling like in a split second he could be gliding down that gullet if he wasn’t careful. “You want me to digest you, don’t you, Theo.”

“I never said that,” Theo turned abruptly, reaching up and pulling slightly on Brian’s goatee for him to open his mouth, and using the other hand to tilt the plate piled with a feast inside. “Start with this before you try to eat me. We’ve got to discuss things first. Sure I’ve written lots of vore stories with digestion… but I’m always around to write another one, so maybe I’m into reformation? I don’t know - but in the real world I’d probably like something safer. You know? Like maybe you should fill up on bread before I go in to neutralize stomach acid and let me out later?”

Brian swallowed the pile of food in his maw, and smiled, “Fill up on bread before you go in? Sounds like you know you’re going in then… how about… I'll fill up on you first!” Brian knocked the plate out of Theo’s hand, grabbed his shirt, rent it open, and leaned forward to give a great long lick with his tongue from Theo’s belly button up to his face.

“Oh my!” Theo exclaimed, shivering again in arousal, as Brian was undoing both of their belts, and pulling their shirts off.

Brian pushed Theo up against the table with his belly, mashing Theo against some warm gravy and mashed potatoes that were now stuck to his back. Theo felt the massive weight of the man pinning him and knew he had to think quick to delay Brian, who had shoved Theo’s face in between his nipples and was scooping mashed potatoes of Theo’s back and eating them and moaning.

“Yurgh knor whergh aia wangh!” Theo shouted.

Brian pulled back abruptly and playfully, “You want me to eat you right now and digest you into belly fat? That’s what I thought I heard - all right, in you go!” Brian said all of this very fast, while putting a hand on the back of Theo’s head and shoving it into his mouth against his tongue.

Putting swiftly lifted a finger into the air in front of Brian’s field of view, and waved it scoldingly at Brian.

“All right, all right, you’ve got my attention,” Brian said reluctantly, folding his arms and resting them with a “hmph” onto his belly shelf, which squirmed, gurgled loudly and kicked at him.

“Okay so you know my favorite vore fantasies then? Well you’re missing two very important factors. You think you’re all that, Mr. Omniscient Vore Genie? You’re not even arousing me correctly,” Theo taunted.

Brian melted into a sarcastic smile, but focused eyes rapt with attention and hears ready for feedback.

“One. I’m more of a fan of one on one, usually romantic vore. Maybe I’m selfish, but I want the whole house to myself if you know what I mean. Plus I don’t think the researcher really wanted to be in there and you know consent is the sexiest.”

Brian sighed knowingly, “All right, I suppose I could let him go… After all, you are the reason for my existence, Theo. I suppose I have a soft spot for you.” Brian poked his belly slowly showing how soft his belly fat was. He waited, intently watching Theo for a reaction.

“Nice pun, but I’mma need you to actually let him go please… before he digests,” Theo stated, seriously.

“Anything to get you in here, Theo,” Brian replied, lifting his fingers up and snapping forcefully into the air. Theo blinked and noticed Brian’s belly almost deflated a bit, and behind Brian, back by the door, the researcher appeared out of thin air on the ground, soaked in saliva and remnants of some of the food Brian had just eaten.

The researcher stood up abruptly, then slipped on some mashed potato. Brian turned around and snapped his fingers again. Just like magic, the door to the room swung open and the researcher was blown out into the hallway like he had been struck by a sudden gust of wind. The door swung closed and locked itself.

Brian turned back to Theo, as his gut rumbled in protest at how suddenly empty it felt. Brian looked back and forth between Theo and his growling belly, “C’mon man, how can you deny such a mournful cry from such a beautiful belly? Don’t you have any empathy for it? All my stomach wants is to knead your soft skin, warm you up in it’s fleshy hot tub, squeeze and embrace your sexy curves, and brutally digest you and melt you into belly fat. Is that so much to ask?”

Theo lifted his eyebrows. “... Yes.”

“Okay…” Brian said with a downward inflection signaling disappointment, strolling over to the table lined with food. He began grabbing handfuls of cheese and crackers and throwing them back into his mouth and swallowing them all whole, “If you’re sure…” He picked up a large casserole dish and proceeded to drop the entirety of it’s contents down his throat without even motioning a swallow. “I guess I’ll just have to fill the void in my stomach with normal, boring food…” He started juggling buttered corn cobs, then one by one tossing them down his gullet, sliding easily into his belly, “Since you’re too afraid to live out your ultimate vore fantasy,” with this final verbal jab at Theo he picked up a comically large spread of pizza, rolled it into a ball and shoved it into his mouth, choked a bit, then pushed it in with his hand. Theo watched the large pizza ball distend Brian’s neck and chest until resting, gurgling and stewing inside Brian’s massive paunch.

Brian turned to Theo, getting close and belched in his face once more, this time leaving his mouth wide open for Theo to see inside. It was impressive not seeing a single piece of food left inside his mouth.

“You still haven’t cracked the code to eating me yet,” Theo said, placing one hand on his hip, and the other, tauntingly prodding the giant’s belly in front of him.

Brian rolled his eyes, then did a funny motion like he was a robot malfunctioning. “Does not compute! Does not compute!” he said in a funny, droning voice. He switched back to normal “Only joking, I’m not a robot… I’m not a human either though. Well you know, actually I suppose you don’t, but ugh come on!” Brian in his frustration picked up a pitcher of gainer shake and chugged the whole thing in one gulp. He picked up a box of melted ice cream and chugged that as well.

“I can’t believe you still haven’t figured it out. What’s my favorite food? What’s my favorite roleplay fantasy?” Theo urged Brian on. Brian looked stumped. His stomach seemed to lurch and groan more than normal, almost as if his stomach knew before he did.

“Oh come on, I only know everything about you, how am I supposed to know what you -” Brian paused and Theo could’ve sworn a literal light bulb seemed to go off in the back of Brian’s throat. “Ice cream.”

“Now you’re getting somewhere.”

“You love ice cream. And you love to imagine a pred covering you in ice cream, warming you with their tongue as they taste you and can’t get enough so they eat you!” Brian fist pumped into the air, lunged forward and pulled Theo into a great embrace and began dancing around the room with him chanting and repeating in a low sing-song voice “Covered in ice cream, I’m gonna eat you, this ain’t a vore dream, you’re nothing but food!”

They tripped over themselves, laughing as Brian fell onto his back and Theo flopped onto his belly and jostled around on top for a few moments.

“Well, I’m not just food, but I appreciate the flirtatious sentiment,” Theo mentioned.

“So you ready?” Brian said, raising his eyebrows in excited hopefulness. Theo smirked and nodded.

Theo was still laying on top of Brian’s belling and smiling at his face, so he was quite surprised when Brian reached his arm out and grabbed a tub of cookie dough ice cream out of no where.

“Where did that come from?” Theo asked in awe.

“Doesn’t matter where it came from, only matters where it’s going. Where you are going,” Brian said licking some ice cream off his fingers, then grabbing a chilly handful and dropping it on Theo’s skin.

Theo rolled off Brian as he shivered with the funny sensation of the cold ice cream on his skin.

“Oh no! Are you cold? Let me fix that for you,” Brian said playfully, licking up ice cream off of Theo’s chest, while simultaneously scooping more ice cream onto all parts of Theo’s body. Theo laughed as he got tickled, and moaned at moments of sensual pleasure. Brian licked all the way down to Theo’s toes, and remarked “You know, this ice cream tastes good, but you taste better.” Brian slipped Theo’s toes in his mouth and sucked them into his throat, moaning to show agreeable taste.

Theo continued to laugh, as Brian worked his way up Theo’s legs moaning and groaning in hunger and approval like he was eating for the first time in a week. As Brian got to Theo’s hard on, he put extra pressure to knead the member with his throat, and squeeze Theo’s balls tightly in his esophagus. Brian reached his hands forward and massaged Theo’s chest and nipples, working his hands down to grab Theo’s hands and slide them into his mouth alongside Theo’s waist.

“What is happening?” Theo remarked in awe and ecstasy as he felt himself reaching climax elation. Theo’s body writhed and relaxed as Brian pulled his entire torso into his maw. Theo felt his feet plunge into a whole stew of partially digested buffet foods, and kicked around, surprised at how roomy everything was inside. Brian jerked his head back a bit to coax Theo’s shoulders past his jaw, then paused for a moment, tasting Theo’s neck and looking one last time into Theo’s eyes. Brian smiled with his eyes and did one final swallow, sending Theo completely into his fleshy dome of dinner soup.

Theo panted and felt around his surroundings, feeling the clammy walls of Brian’s stomach, growling and creaking as it reacted to his touch. He felt a sudden jostle and knew Brian had slapped his gut and was now rubbing and caressing it from the outside. Theo could see a faintly dark outline of Brian’s massive hands rubbing back and forth against the red tinted light faintly emitting through Brian’s many layers of stomach muscle and fat.

Brian jostled his belly, and Theo rolled around inside, getting comfortable and feeling the stomach walls tighten and release around him, like a strange fleshy hug. So this is what vore really felt like. He could feel his skin tingling a little bit, but with all of the other food inside the gut, the stomach acid was quite diluted and he felt fine.

“Brian! So what happens next? Are you gonna snap me out of here before I get digested? Like the researcher guy? Or have you decided to turn me into belly fat?” Theo called from within.

“What do you think? This is your fantasy experience, remember?” Brian replied, giving a great big belch and throwing his arms around his belly and hugging Theo tightly, “I’m made for your fantasy, bud.”

“I’m thinking…”

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(A little something about someone suggested for me)

“Yes Uncle. What did you need?” As you heard him call to you from the garage.

You had been staying with him for the summer and today was your last day before you headed back to your home.

The two of you really didn’t get along at first but gradually the two of you work things out as you helped him fix up his place.

He was always a hard ass but he was your uncle and by the end of the months he wasn’t really that bad after all.

“Yes Uncle George what’s wrong?”

The beefy and imposing man was thinking, rubbing his hairy belly as it seemed he was lost in thought.

“I’ve been trying to figure out what I wanted to get you before you left. I thought for weeks on what kind of gift I could get you and just now seeing you work hard around here I’ve figured what it was…”

You walked over to him and he placed his large hands on your both of your shoulders.

You wondered what this gift could be as you were looking around the garage space for something that was his gift.

“Well what is it uncle-MPPH!”

You didn’t have a chance to react as your uncle had opened wide and lifted you into his mouth and he clamped down on your head.

You muffle and yes as you struggle, but his grip is too tight as your Uncle was a hard working man who clearly outmatched you in all categories.

He then continues to swallow you as his large heart tongue pushes and prods your face and skin as he pushes you deeper into his mouth.

Everything dark and slimy as you descend downward his throat as you beg your uncle for forgiveness.

You’re not even sure what you did to deserve this but you whimper as you feel the cold air of the garage pinch your skin as Uncle rips off your clothes and continues to push you deeper and deeper.

So deep as your cock hits the warmth of his tongue and despite what’s happening, you find yourself erect and wishing you didn’t have these feelings right now.

Even worse that you feel something large push into your ass as your Uncle got his finger nice and wet and decided to tease you before you went completely in.

You mutter his name, begging him to stop, however it’s kind of hard to say when your wedged into something tight and cramped as that large finger of his is hitting your prostate.

You immediately squirm and kick, but his finger fucking becomes more and more apparent as he feels you thrash in his throat as your movements become immediately rigid soon after.

He fulfilled a part of his wish as he tasted the sweet nectar of your cum slide down his throat as your body went limp.

“Enough playtime nephew.” He thought to himself as he tilted his neck back and slowly slurped you down like spaghetti.

You suddenly felt a rush as you were pushed down until you landed into his belly.

You couldn’t tell up from down but you tried to push against whatever to right yourself, but it only made you weak as the air was thin in there.

Suddenly a big belched erupted from within. Your uncle standing there proudly as the bulges of you went limp as his stomach loudly rumbled as it began to work you over.

“I thought long and hard what I wanted to gift you and what better gift than to be a part of your uncle forever. I know you would say no so I had to do what I did nephew. I know you can’t hear me as my stomach is already turning you into Uncle fat but I promise I won’t love you any less now that you’ll be hanging off my waistline.”

And with that your uncle simply walked out the garage, heading to bed to completely enjoy you.

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how much beer can dad’s keg hold?

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Bro-Craving

It was a little bit after midnight, and most of their favorite restaurants had already closed. Mikey, Steve, Andrew, and Billy had all tried to come up with ideas for food. Three of them had just decided to whip up something quick in the kitchen. However, Andrew realized that that meager meal that they were cooking wasn't going to feed anybody. He needed more, and he needed it now.

"Hey Billy, can you help me out in the garage? I think there are a couple of cases of Mountain Dew out there." Billy agrees without hesitation, while Mikey and Steve know exactly what Andrew is up to. They don't bother to say anything, or they would risk what is about to happen to Billy to them. They watch their friend leave and shake their heads, continuing to make food.

Billy walks into the garage first, not realizing that Andrew has shed his shirt. He was also blindly unaware of the hungry growling that his stomach was making." Hey dude, where is the Mountain Dew?" Those were Billy's last words before turning around to see Andrew's slobbering maw descend on his head. Squishing it up against that ravenous pink tongue as a wave of horrific breath washes over him. He doesn't have time to adjust as a loud GULP pulls him to the back of the throat.

Andrew was an experienced pred, easily able to work the neck and shoulders into his mouth. Simply enjoying a leisurely meal as Billy thrashes, trying to escape. Soaking him through his shirt as he pulls him downward. Billy bulges on Andrew's throat as the greedy man sucks him in. His soft chest and his abdomen are taken in quickly.

Andrew tips his head upwards as he removes Billy's shorts and underwear. Having access to that nice limp cock and a sizable bubble butt. Working his tongue in between the cheeks, humiliating the young man as he begins to curl up inside Andrew's gut. He was moaning over his flavor as Billy was crammed deep inside.

Andrew slows down his meal as he rests his hands on his gut. Those nice long legs are slurped up, no different from spaghetti. Andrew feels that Billy pushes out on his belly, looking for an escape. Unaware that there was nowhere to go, he was food. And as if to emphasize that point, he tickles the bottom of Billy's feet with his tongue. He was playing with his meal one final time before he tips his head back and swallows his last bit.

Andrew happily rubs over the bulge that Billy makes on his gut—feeling the young man squirm inside of there, not yet accepting his fate, which was fine by him. All Andrew cared about was eating food that would fill him up. Which this time was Billy, gullible enough to follow him in here. But Mikey and Steve were more than capable of ending up on his tank. The thought of that brings a smile to his face as he happily slaps his gut. Walking back into the house, giving both of his friends a status update on Billy.

BWAAAAAOOOOOOORRRRRPPP

Both friends see an indulgent smile of Andrew as he walks with that full gut. He is playing with his belly button as one of their friends rests behind it. Andrew rubs a circle over the Billy bulge as they eat their food. Sometime after Billy had been processed a little bit, Steve takes a picture of Andrew while Mikey photobombs with a peace sign.

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“Get me out of here you ass!” I shouted, squirming around in my brothers tight stomach.

“Yeah yeah I’ll let you out after the games over.” He replied unsympathetically, chugging his fifth beer which rained down on me.

“No!! I’ll be digested by then!”

“No shit that’s kind of the point… UURRRRRP!”

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Another day at work

It was another boring day at work, customers had been rude to you and your manager, like always, was trying to find ways for you to stay longer. Your shift was finally starting to come to an end, the shop was closing soon and there were hardly any customers left.

“Excuse me” you hear a deep voice say from behind you. You turn around and see a handsome guy in grey sweatpants holding a pink shirt. “Hi, how can I help you?” You ask, smiling, it’s not very often a good looking guy comes in, it’s usually just middle aged women with their kids.

“Might seem like a weird request, but could you come to the changing rooms with me?” He asks you casually. “I’m trying on this t-shirt but can’t see if it fits properly around my back.” Going into the changing rooms with customers is usually against the rules, but this guy’s sweet brown eyes and large biceps are too much to resist. “Of course sir, if you’d like to follow me?” You say, leading him to the changing rooms.

You take a quick look to see if any managers are watching before you step in and join him. By the time you’re in his shirt is already on the floor. You gawk at his chest as he stands before you, he notices and smiles. “Enjoying the view?” he asks, winking at you. “Yeah… I mean no… I mean” you say, trying your best to form a sentence but tripping over your words.

“It’s okay, I get it a lot. Go on, give it a feel if you want” he says, rubbing his hands along his torso. You cautiously move your hands to his body, feeling every inch as he smiles back at you. His skin is smooth but strong, holding an impressive set of abs and pecs behind it. As you go to move your hands away, though, he seizes your wrist, before moving his face towards you with your mouth open.

You assume that he’s leaning in to make out with you, so you move towards him and expect to feel his lips smack yours. Instead, you feel his other hand grab the back of your head as he forces it into his mouth. You try to scream but you’re just met with his slippery tongue forcing its way into your mouth, blocking any sound.

Before you can even try and fight back he pins your arms to your sides and lifts you up, making it practically impossible to resist. The inside of his mouth leaks saliva all over your face, and after a few moments you hear the sounds of swallowing, which makes your heart drop. As he takes more of you in you’re met with horrifying *SHLORK* and *GULP* sounds as you slip down his powerful throat. The deeper you get the louder the sounds of his ravenous body become. By the time you’re up to your waist you can hear the rumbling of his stomach, awaiting it’s helpless meal. You desperately thrash your legs about in the air but your predator just grabs them as he shovels more of you in.

By the time you’re up to your knees gravity can do the work. He lets go of your helpless body and you fall into him, his stomach letting you pass as you land head first into it. You take a few moments to adjust to the tight chamber that this seemingly innocent customer has sealed you in. The smell of acid and digested food hangs heavy in your nose, causing your nostrils and throat to sting as you inhale. You can hardly see anything either, just a dim silhouette of your body, which has been forced into a tight ball inside him. You trace your hand along the slimy lumps and bumps of his stomach walls, trying to find the way you came in so that you can try and escape, but all that you’re met with is loud gurgling as the walls squeeze your body into an even tighter ball.

“HELP!” You scream, hoping somebody in the store would hear you from inside the sexy customer’s belly; but your voice just echoes in the tight, sweaty prison that you’re trapped inside. Outside the greedy customer lets out a massive “BOOOOOURP” as he gets used to the man inside him. Inside your world trembles, the walls of his stomach vibrating around you as air is sucked out and your breathing becomes thinner. “Damn! Good thing these changing rooms are soundproof!” He chuckles, giving his gut a firm slap. You let out a few weak punches on his stomach, causing his belly to shake and rumble outside. His body responds by spewing more stomach juices onto you, making your skin tingle as you marinade inside him. 

“Wow! You sure gave me a belly there, I’ll have to spend a good few days working this off!” He said, letting out another powerful “UUUUUUURP” that echoes throughout the changing room. He decides to snap a picture of his new belly in the mirror, admiring the bulge you’ve made on him with a smile.

The walls of his stomach continue to hug you, making every moment feel tighter and tighter. “Please, just let me out! Why are you even doing this?” You ask, the temperature inside your ravenous prison continuing to rise. “I was hungry and I saw you” he replies apathetically. “That’s really all there is to it, you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time buddy! But don’t worry, you get to live a new life on me, that’s gotta be much more fun than your boring existence as a store assistant right?”

You sob a little, your cries echoing inside your new home. “Oh don’t such a fucking baby about it, it’s not my fault you followed a complete stranger into a changing room, is it?” He says, laughing at your fear. “Now, I’m gonna head home, you probably won’t be alive by the time I get back so I’d try and get comfortable while you can, pretty soon you’ll be joining all the other guys on my waist… and back… and ass, you get the picture!” He laughs, smacking his belly and heading out of the changing room to leave.

Your last few moments inside his stomach are a haze, the walls continue to close in on you, probably doing damage to your weak body, but you’re so numb from all the acid breaking you down that you hardly notice the pain, you just feel tingly and tight. You still feel the heat rise though, unsure if you’re covered in your own sweat or your predator’s digestive juices. Your last panicked thought as you melt away inside him is that “I’m melting, my body’s gone,” before the cute jock lets out a final deafening “BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP,” sucking the last of your air out and sending you into unconsciousness. You now start your new existence as fat and muscle, joining the countless other guys, some willing but most unwilling, who get to live as part of this muscle predator’s body.

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*buuuuUUUUUUUURRRRRRAAAPPP!!*

Grayson let out an explosive belch, panting as he adjusted to the weight rounding out his midsection. He watched in awe as his pale, lightly hairy gut gently jutted out and swayed with Luke’s movements inside. A deep, rumbling gurgle made his entire belly vibrate around his best friend, wet glorping noises bubbling up rapidly as Luke shifted to try and curl up more comfortably.

“This is crazy, I really thought you were bullshitting, man,” Luke said, his voice muffled but still intelligible to Grayson’s ears even through the walls of his stomach and the constant noisy churning. “But you actually did it, you seriously ate me!”

“I *UUUUURRRRP!* did,” Grayson agreed, burping again and groaning in relief as the pressure in his gut grew more manageable. Even with the extra weight, that release of air made all the difference in the world. Cradling his stomach, Grayson moved to the bed and sprawled out on his back. “I wasn’t sure either, but I’m glad we tried it. You feel *amazing* in there, dude...” He watched as the impression of one of Luke’s limbs pressed out briefly near his bellybutton.

“This is so weird,” Luke said. “It really smells in here, which duh. And it’s dark and slimy. But it’s honestly not that bad. It’s kinda nice, in a way...” He paused, both boys going quiet for a prolonged moment as they both pondered the same unspoken question. Grayson’s belly gurgled ominously. “So...do you think you’re gonna let me out?” *Alive* being implied heavily at the end of the sentence. Luke would definitely get “let out” one way or another.

Grayson considered the question seriously. He’d been optimistic he’d be able to swallow Luke whole. His buddy was a reasonably fit guy, but still on the skinnier side. And obviously he’d managed to pull it off, in the end; but it was definitely a lot of work. His throat muscles were still a little sore from the immense strain of gulping down another person. He doubted he’d be able to make himself regurgitate anything right now, let alone a whole boy.

Besides that...he didn’t really want to. That sounded awful, even in his own head, but he *liked* having Luke inside him. He’d worked hard for this meal, and he wanted to keep it. “Sorry, buddy,” he said sincerely, drumming his fingers on top of his rounded belly. “I think you’re getting flushed.”

“Yeah, I figured,” Luke said, letting out a nervous little laugh. Grayson thought he could feel him trembling slightly. “How long do you think it’ll take? Do you think it’ll...do you think it’ll hurt?”

Grayson rubbed his belly affectionately. “I can’t promise anything,” he responded honestly. “But I think if I burp up enough air, you’ll probably be...be gone before it gets rough for you.”

“Ok, that makes sense.” Luke relaxed a little. Grayson’s stomach let out a deep growl. “It’s weird...it’s already starting to tingle. Not how I pictured myself going.”

Grayson bit his lip, feeling his cock throb gently. “Really? This is always how I pictured you going, dude,” he said smugly.

Luke laughed, punching out against the slimy walls. “Sicko. I hope I give you indigestion. I hope I clog your toilet.”

“Gross, man.”

The two friends stayed up late, talking into the night, waiting for the inevitable together and enjoying their final hang out.

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*goooooouuuuuuurrrrrrrggggllluuuurrrrgggrrr...*

Andrew’s belly churned liquidly, the round hairy dome that had been taut to the touch mere hours ago now giving way to softness as the boy inside digested away.

*BUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRAAAAAAPP!!* Andrew belched pleasantly, licking his lips with a satisfied smile as he reclined in the backseat of the van. The day had started out quite poorly, with Andrew’s nephew complaining the whole drive over that he was too old for water parks, that “shit like that was for babies,” and that his uncle was a “dumb fat faggot.”

That last bit had soured the mood into less manageable terrain, so Andrew decided in the heat of anger to rid himself of his unpleasant nephew. He bided his time, waiting for the perfect opportunity, then seizing his chance as the boy climbed to the top of the water slides. The older male positioned himself at the bottom, sticking his head inside the exit and opening his mouth wide to greet the brat.

*GULP!* The boy went down smooth, slipping down the long tunnel, straight down his uncle’s throat, down into the gurgling depths of his belly. Smugly satisfied with himself, Andrew retired to the parking lot to finish digesting.

Now, he smiled and rubbed the hairy dome, pleased that the struggles had finally ceased. “You’re never too old to have fun at the water park!” he mocked the digesting boy. “In fact, I’m going to drop you off at the pool before I head home!” He chuckled at his own joke, burping again as he fingered his navel.

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Dan stretched his palms back behind him on the bed, groaning as his bloated gut gurgled and twitched with the frantic movements of the boy within. “I told ya, son,” he intoned solemnly, letting out an *oof!* as Patrick kicked out against the fleshy walls confining him. “I told ya why I didn’t wanna pay for that fancy college, told ya you didn’t have the work ethic to stick it out. Now look where it’s gotcha.”

*gloooooorrrrrrrpppuuuuurrrrgggllrr...* Dan’s stomach agreed with his assessment, gurgling eagerly as it reacted to the presence of food. Patrick’s muffled sobs were a stark difference from the sullen, defiant tone he’d had just minutes earlier. “Daddy, please,” he whimpered, squealing in fear as his father’s gut gushed warm digestive fluids over his body. “I-I won’t drop out! I’ll keep at it, I promise, I won’t let you down again! Pl-please don’t digest me! I don’t wanna die!”

“You’ll work hard?” Dan said unsympathetically, drumming his fingers on his hairy gut.

“Y-yes!”

“You’ll finish your degree? Get good grades?”

“Yes! Please! Let me out!”

Dan paused for effect, gently massaging his stomach, listening to his boy snivel and cry. He chuckled, giving the round bulge a little slap. “You’ve made promises before, kid. Not sure I can trust ya. Think ya need a little more time to stew on it ‘fore I decide.”

Patrick wailed unhappily, resuming his desperate struggles. Dan grinned, enjoying the swaying movements. He’d let him go in the end, of course. He didn’t want all that money to go to, uh...waste. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t put the fear of god into the boy first.

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uhhh...can we get some son eating their dad prompts?

A deep belch rattles out in the mostly empty home. Having come home from college for the summer, a sophomore had been enjoying his time with his two dads. He'd always gotten along with them well, one into sports, another into cars, both into chilling with a beer and some good conversations. But after joining a frat, their son had gotten a lot cockier and bolder. And when the frat went home for the summer, all of them had agreed on the same thing: they were going to eat their dads, record the whole thing, and then spend the first day back watching them together. He had a big grin as he rubbed his gut, his two fathers still squirming and wiggling in his gut as it churned harshly against them. He could already think about how his brothers will act seeing this. It was going to be sooo worth it. Another sloppy belch echoes out of him and he knew he had no regret in this decision. His dads had just been too damn delicious!

Eloping can be really hard when parents figure it out ahead of time. Having his mountain of a father standing in front of the door the night he had tried to sneak away, the lover knew he wasn’t going to be getting out of here easily. But he won’t be stopped, not by this. He knew who he loved and he knew he wanted to be with them! He didn’t want to do this, but the lovers had promised each other nothing would stop them tonight. His father was a squirmer, the lover had to give him that, but no matter how much he fought and struggled, every thick gulp just dragged him deeper and deeper down into a greedy gullet. Before long, his kicking feet were swallowed down and he was a massive bulge in his son’s gut. A booming belch roars out of him as bulges shove and push around. Well, he got his father out of the way...but how is he going to lug this gut around silently? Maybe he didn’t think this through after all...

Having your coach be your dad can come with a lot of perks and a lot of problems. For one, it means that this is a moment you’ve been training for for a long time. You’re basically made to be the best guy on the team already! But it also means he’s way harder on your than anyone else, and that everyone on the team knows your relation is either jealous or teases you for it. And then there are times where you have to side with your dad over your team, because he’s your dad! But the team gets pissed if you do that. It came to a head when your team decided to pull a ‘prank’ on the coach and nominated you as the one to do it. There was no way out, unless you wanted the whole team to think you were a total pussy, so you do it. And it ends with your dad in your gut, thrashing around and yelling curses and threatening you every way he can. You just belch thickly, your teammates laughing and snickering as they record the whole thing. You didn’t want to, but you’re starting to think it’d be easier to digest him than let him out and face his wrath.