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Anatomy II
By: JohnBoy
Someone was pounding on the door...
Big Jim Reese woke up with a snort; he'd been having a late afternoon nap on the cot in his office. His "office" was actually a small trailer, parked amongst some trees near the back of the construction site.
Jim sat up groggily -- he coughed and slowly ran a large, beefy hand over the stubble on his shaved head. The pounding came again, more urgent this time.
"Hey, Mr. Reese! You in there?" It sounded like a young guy.
"Yeah, yeah," he spoke in his deep baritone, "hold on a sec." The huge black man got up and opened the door.
It was Ken, the son of the crane-operator. He was tall and rather well-built, about 20 or so, sandy blond and blue-eyed, and with a tuft of bristly beard on the end of his chin.
Jim had noticed (on the four or five other occasions that he'd met him) that he always acted a bit shy and nervous around him. Probably, he guessed, because he was intimidated by his size: Jim was a half-foot taller than him, and probably out- weighed the kid by at least 130 pounds (a good deal of it was solid muscle, too).
"Hey Kenny, what're you doin' here?"
"Is-- is my Dad here?"
"Nope, he's gone home already." Jim yawned; he thought the young man looked even more nervous than usual. "Uh, everything okay?"
Ken glanced over his shoulder. "The cops are after me, man."
"What?" Jim looked towards the street; he could see a police cruiser pulling up in front of the site. He'd heard that this boy had been in trouble with the law in the past: B&E, some minor theft...
"I need a place to hide. Please, you gotta let me in!"
Jim sighed. He wanted nothing to do with this kid's problems. But an idea was starting to form in his head... and before he even realized it, he said, "Okay, get in." Ken was peeking out through the blinds, watching the cop. Jim had not asked him what kind of trouble he was in this time, and the kid hadn't told him...
"What's he doing?" Jim asked.
"He's just talking to one of the workers. Wait-- shit, the guy's pointing this way!"
Kenny looked around the trailer. "Fuck, if I get caught this time, I'm going to jail for sure. You can't let him find me!"
"If he wants to look in here, I don't think I can really stop him."
"But... there's no place to hide in here! What am I gonna do?"
"Well," he said slowly, trying to sound nonchalant, "I got a suggestion."
"What??"
"How much you weigh, Kenny?"
"Wha--? Uh, about 190, I guess. Why?"
Jim tugged thoughtfully at his wiry, dark goatee. This young man was a fair bit bigger than the doctor had been. He wondered, could he do it?
"You can hide... in here." Jim pointed to his stomach.
"Huh?"
"I could swallow you."
Ken just stared at him.
Jim went on, "Just for awhile. I could swallow you whole and hide you inside my belly, just 'til the cop leaves. Don't worry, you'll be safe. If he comes up here lookin' for you, well... there's no way he'd find ya. Then when he's gone, I'll let you out."
Ken continued to stare at him.
"Well? What do you think?"
"Oh come on... this is a joke, right?"
"No, I mean it. I'm serious."
"You're crazy, Mr. Reese. You can't swallow a whole person. It's-- it's frickin' impossible!!"
"Well, yeah, for most people. But I'm different; there's somethin' special about my anatomy that lets me do it. Big mouth, big throat, big stomach... just ask my doctor. Trust me, I can do it." Jim knew this might not be completely true... after all, when he'd done it before (three days earlier), Doctor Moffat had given him some kind of injection as well. Whether he could do it now, without the drug, remained to be seen.
Ken still seemed unconvinced. He looked out the window again, anxiously.
"Well, we're runnin' outta time, son," Jim said, "Do you wanna try it or not?"
"But... you'll let me back out, right?"
"Yeah, sure, of course I will."
The kid shrugged. "What the hell, I guess I got no choice. Okay."
"Damn right!" Jim tried to suppress his excitement. Ever since the doctor's appointment, he'd been thinking of little else but swallowing someone again -- and now he had his chance!! Of course he intended to release the boy afterwards...
but he thought, maybe he could try to keep him inside for awhile? Say, ten minutes or so? Would he survive in there that long??
"Er, what should I do...?"
The big man went to the tiny fridge and pulled out a stick of butter. "Take off all yer clothes and rub this on you."
Ken's face screwed up. "What are you gonna do, fry me up first?"
"It's to make you slide down easy. Come on. And take that earring off, too." Jim looked through the blinds. "You better hurry up, son. I think the cop is comin' this way," he lied.
Kenny started to undress. Jim took off his own shirt, undid the button on his jeans, and unzipped his fly part-way. He saw Ken looking at him as he did this, and said, "Gotta make room for ya." He patted his belly. "You're a big boy."
The young man was completely nude now. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the stick of butter and began to rub it over his chest. "It's cold!"
"Don't worry, you'll get nice and warmed up once you're inside me." Jim realized that he was starting to salivate. His stomach began to grumble and groan in anticipation, and he wondered if Kenny could hear it...
After the boy had buttered himself up, Jim ordered him to lie down on the cot, on his back. He dropped to his knees heavily at the foot of the cot and grabbed him firmly by the ankles, lifting his feet up. He hoped the hunger in his face wasn't too obvious. Now Jim could see a hint of fear in Ken's expression, and realized he'd have to work fast and get it done with before he changed his mind. (And just in case the policeman came around, too!)
He said in a reassuring tone, "It's okay, kid. I promise it won't hurt a bit. I've done this before." He grinned. Then he crouched down and opened his mouth very, very wide...
"Shit, man," Ken mumbled.
With a grunt, Jim quickly thrust both feet into his mouth and part-way down his throat -- Ken giggled despite his fear, squirming around as if he was being tickled. Jim grasped his legs more tightly and pushed again, taking him in almost to the knees with a thick, slurping sound.
"Holy cow, I can't believe you're doing that!" the boy said in amazement. "Hey, wait, I just thought of something... will I even be able to breathe in there?"
Jim tried to nod (which wasn't easy), and gulped again, taking his legs in even further. He couldn't believe how fantastic this felt... the kid was delicious! He'd be moaning with pleasure if his throat hadn't been so full. He wished he could slow down and enjoy every inch of Kenny's smooth, firm, sweet flesh as it slipped inside him, but there wasn't enough time -- besides, he was too ravenous!
Ken's face turned pale as he watched the huge man's mouth working to take him in, gobbling him up, the lips stretching around his hips and ass now. "Goddamn..." he whispered.
Jim's eyes were starting to roll over white with the effort. He continued to swallow, while at the same time holding Ken by his upper arms and shoving him in. Then he guided his hands into his mouth, gaping even wider to engulf the boy's muscular torso and arms. He could feel his legs starting to fold up inside his belly.
"Uhh, Mr. Reese?"
He ignored him. He couldn't believe the power of his throat muscles; it seemed they were working on auto-pilot, flexing and gulping almost on their own, practically sucking the kid down his gullet... it felt so natural. He realized there was no question now as to whether or not he needed drugs to do this.
But the most difficult part was coming: Kenny's wide shoulders...
Ken seemed to be having a bit of trouble breathing with the pressure on his chest. His eyes were starting to bug out, and there was an incredulous expression on his face; Jim imagined that he must've looked quite bizarre right now, with his mouth stetched out to grotesque proportions.
This was starting to get harder, and the sensation of fullness was unbelievable. Perhaps the boy was too big? Had he bitten off more than he could chew, so to speak?
The young man blurted, "I-- I'm not sure about this anymore. Wait..." He began to struggle feebly, but his arms were pinned to his sides, inside Jim's throat.
Suddenly, there was a loud knock at the trailer door. A voice called out, "Anyone in there?"
Jim's heart lunged. Shit, it was the cop! He looked Ken in the face, wondering what his reaction would be. Would he scream for help??
A moment of silence passed... then Ken seemed to make his decision: "Uh," he cleared his throat, and tried to talk in a deeper voice, "Yes, officer? I mean, who is it?"
Jim would've smiled if he could. He continued to swallow -- but now it felt like the kid was almost stuck!
"Jim Reese? I'd like to talk to you, if you don't mind."
"Uhh... okay, er, gimme a minute," Ken said.
Jim reached out, clamped onto Ken's shoulders and began forcefully shoving him in with all his strength, swallowing hard.
The door handle rattled. "Please open up, it's the police."
"Just-- just let me get some pants on! Oh, Christ..." Kenny gasped.
Now only his head still protruded from the man's mouth. Jim pushed on the crown of his head with both hands, and he continued to slide in... he could feel the kid's little beard scraping against the roof of his mouth.
In a muffled voice, he heard him say, "Jeez, it smells like hamburgers in here..."
And then he closed his mouth completely over him and gulped hugely. He felt the boy going all the way down, filling his gut...
The cop was knocking again, impatiently. "Sir, will you open the door??"
Jim was gasping for air. "Yeah, yeah," he managed to say. He could feel Ken squirming around inside him -- it seemed like he was trying to turn around. He gulped down several large mouthfuls of air so the kid could breathe. Then he got up with a loud grunt, steadying himself against the wall. The weight in his gut was incredible; he was having some difficulty just standing up!
He quickly kicked Ken's clothes and shoes under the cot, then unlocked the door.
The police officer looking up at him was on the short side, but quite burly. He had a thick, brown, brush-like moustache and a buzzcut. He was carrying his cap under one arm.
Almost immediately, his eyes went to Jim's enormous, round globe of a belly, and his jaw dropped slightly. But then he tried to compose himself and looked Jim in the face, saying in a firm voice, "Is there a problem?"
"Uh, no-- sorry I took so long, officer. I was... I had to put some clothes on." Jim tried to laugh.
The cop looked at him suspiciously. "I thought I heard someone else in here."
"Nope, just me. I was having a little snooze."
"Well... I'm Officer Banks. May I come in? I'd like to ask you a few questions."
"Oh, sure." Jim backed up to allow the guy to enter.
"So you're the foreman on this site, Mr. Reese?" The cop couldn't seem to help himself; he kept glancing down at Jim's gut. Jim was nervous... for some reason, Ken was struggling a bit inside him, and he hoped it wouldn't be visible from the outside. Was the boy uncomfortable?
"Yes."
The policeman looked slowly around the interior of the trailer. He said, "You know a young man named Kenneth Delaney?"
"Yeah, I think so. He's one of the employees' kids."
"Have you seen him today?"
Jim's stomach gurgled audibly. "Ah, no. Haven't seen him."
"You sure? One of your workmen seems to think he came up here. He's in a bit of trouble, I'm afraid."
"Sorry, I was sleeping. I didn't see anyone." From Jim's belly came a small moan; Jim thumped a hand to his gut and uttered a short, loud burp. "Ooof... 'scuse me, officer!"
Banks couldn't seem to contain himself any longer -- chuckling, he poked Jim in the belly and said, "I'm sorry, but... man! That is some huge gut you've got there, buddy." He shook his head. "You got a horse in there, or what?"
"Aw, no, it's just fat. And... I had a big lunch today, too." Jim smiled broadly.
"Never seen anything like that. Damn! Sorry, I hope I haven't embarassed you."
"That's alright, I know I could stand to lose 'bout 200 pounds. So, umm... what's the boy done?"
"I can't really tell you that." The cop took another quick look around the trailer. "Well, you just keep an eye out for him, okay?"
"Okay, sure thing."
"Thanks for your time. You take care, sir." He left.
Jim could feel a massive belch building up, trying to escape. He sat down on the cot with a groan. Ken was wriggling around more now, and he could hear him trying to say something -- obviously, he wanted to be released.
Now that the policeman was gone Jim could relax, and really savour the experience of having a whole, live person inside his stomach. It felt great, even better than with the doctor... he'd never had such an enjoyable and satisfying meal in his life!
And now he was starting to realize something else: he didn't want to let the boy back out after all. He knew he had to; he'd surely suffocate in there before long and besides, he thought he could feel his digestive juices starting to flow. Just awhile longer, he thought...
The kid moaned again from inside his gut. His struggles seemed to be weakening.
Mm-mmm... he'd sure been a tasty morsel. He felt so full... and yet he thought that he could probably take someone even a little bigger than Kenny, next time. Jim rubbed his belly, opened his mouth wide and heaved out a huge, long, thun- derous belch. He was about to gulp down some fresh air for the boy, but then stopped himself.
With a sigh, he stretched out onto his back instead. I guess this was my plan all along, he thought to himself. Wasn't it? He didn't know if he could actually digest such an incredible amount of food...
but he supposed there was only one way to find out.
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I was at my friend's house, hungry, too hungry until he went shopping His brother was distracted in the kitchen so I thought it was the perfect prey and I ate it, my stomach is very strong and it only took me seven minutes to digest it completely. After digesting my best friend's older brother, I obtained these profits that made me grow more, he really was the most delicious prey I have ever tasted, now I wonder if my best friend tastes as good as him.
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23. Wrap
Wanted to try a simple gif
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After a long day in of hunting monsters, Pedro (right) and Josh (left) had an intense night of passionate sex. And now it made both of them pregnant!🫃
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Enjoy the party! - with Tom and Shawn
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"Ahhhhhh, fuuuck..."
A breathy sigh escaped me as I rolled over onto my now absurdly distended gut and rested my head on my folded arms, relaxing as my temporary guest settled into position.
"Told you you'd fit," I taunted loudly and smacked my bulging belly, eliciting a muffled, belligerent response as I laid on my massive gut and enjoyed the feeling of fullness.
I smirked briefly at my prey's confusion and indignance before feeling a rippling sensation building in my stomach as they struggled and settled; causing me to release a series of wet, airy belches.
I spent several minutes burping and swallowing mouthfuls of fresh air while lazily tracing circles on the taut flesh of my gut, watching with waning interest as the movements and screams from my stomach became ever more frantic and desperate.
As my cock grew stiff against the struggling form of my prey, I plucked up their phone, activating the camera and snapping some self-indulgent shots of my rounded belly and wiggling my butt for short videos to send.
While I added dozens of shots of their humiliating situation to the camera roll, I giggled as they fought and shrieked; catching their embossed face in a picture next to my cheeky grin.
"Aww, you're signed in to all your socials," I hummed happily as they started really kicking and begging desperately for their lives, switching their profile pictures to various shots of my stomach and ass.
"Now everyone is going to know how much of a horny gutslut you are. Or, rather, were," I snickered. "Not that it'll make any difference to you. Just remember, you asked for this."
The screaming in my stomach built to crescendo as my meal tried desperately to escape my stomach acids. A wet, raunchy belch erupted off the top of my throat; launching a partially melted bathing suit into the tub.
I started scrolling through their lists of friends and contacts, stopping occasionally to fire a message off to the tastiest-looking ones, as their screams and kicks began to lose some fight. I swallowed more air and watched as they struggled and squirmed.
A message arrived from someone- "What were those pics? Where are you?"
I responded, grinning with anticipation, "hard to explain, come join!"
I sat back and relaxed, enjoying the warm jets against my distended gut, ripping off more massive burps into the sweet, cool air; savoring the struggling and screaming in my stomach as it slowed, became a weak, jerking motion, and finally stopped.
BWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRPP
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I'm very unsure if chewing him and hearing how his bones breaks under my teeths, or swallowing him alive and hearing him struggling inside my stomach. Is He awake? Cool He's waking up. Hello little, how would you like to die? Being crushed by my teeths? So I can taste your blood and your flesh and hearing how your bones get break. Plus You won't face a long death. Or maybe it's better swallowing You alive. Yes... I could suffocate as You pass through my throat waiting for You falling into my stomach. In there, I could hear your little hands trying to escape from my big, wet and dark tomb for tinies. In 3 or 4 hours I can feel your skeleton passing through my guts and then pooping your entire skeleton out of my body. So, what do You chose? Hurry up, I can't wait the time to having you inside me!
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Don’t talk to me till I’ve have my coffee
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16. Serendipity
If your gonna end up getting eaten, the most serendipitous situation is getting ate by a friend
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Did you ever get hungry during PE and just devour the others guys in the locker room?
I definitely went on a few rampages in locker rooms; I used to love ambushing the last few guys in the shower, swallowing them with my cock and melting them into hot, meaty cum before jizzing them out down the drain 😍😂
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Jacob Elordi vore
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