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[hungryfan45]

I have well...had a crush on tik toke dancer Alex Wong and won the Chance to meet him he was such a nice guy but that cutie..I just couldn't resist I followed him to the bathroom and slowly swallowed him with my cock head first moaning to the feeling as he was slurpped up I made sure to smack that sexy ass of his as it was swallowed I thought it couldn't feel any better but when he began to struggle and melt I moaned louder then ever sadly he's just a stain on the wall now...

I hope you took the time to lick him off the wall.

[teenwolfvore]

Alpha Clash

Story for @vorepred223311

The argument between Scott and Derek was reaching a boiling point. The two of them were shouting for the better part of 10 minutes. Derek's face had gone red and Scott had a neck pain now bulging. Both Alphas attempted to assert their worldview on the other. Scott believed that they should spare their enemy and Derek disagreed and believed that they should be dead. Neither was willing to back down and no one was getting anywhere fast. 

How the fight actually began is still a mystery. Nobody knows if it was Scott who threw the first punch or if it was Derek. In the end it doesn't really matter. Because soon fists are flying and the claws are out. It seemed that there would be no peaceful resolution to Scott and Derek's disagreement. 

Scott had the upper hand initially, fueled by his frustration with Derek. His face manages to connect to Derek's jaw and sends him scattering to the floor. Scott gets on top and tries to restrain derek. Anything to get him to be reasonable. Yet the longer he stared down Scott's fuel quickly changed. He no longer wanted to make peace with Derek, he just wanted him removed as an obstacle. It seemed that there was a unique way that could be done. Derek could literally be the fuel for that. 

From Derek's point of view, Scott began to open his dripping mouth with that pink tongue. Derek was assaulted by Scott's breath as he realized what Scott was trying to do. It was almost hypocritical for Scott to want to save his enemy but devour Derek. Unfortunately for Derek he didn't care about Scott being a hypocrite, he just didn't want to be eaten! Scott got closer and closer. He picks up Derek under the shoulders, drawing him near. Derek could see the uvula. It was dangling as if inviting Derek. This was one house Derek did not want to be in.

Scott was certain that he was about to have a meal with Derek until he felt the pain in his stomach. He suddenly doubles over as he feels Derek's punch. Then a startling strength grips Derek. He is suddenly taken by Derek and looks upon that dark handsome face with Ruby colored eyes. Derek gleams and begins to open his mouth. 

Derek didn't want to waste his time like Scott did with him. He pushes Scott's head in and forces it to the back of his mouth Scott's brown hair tickles the back of Derek's throat before he swallows. Derek bites forward to get more of Scott's neck and shoulders in. They were nice and sweaty after the struggle the two of them had. Derek literally begins to wolf down his meal of Scott. Shoving Scott's lean chest and arms into his mouth as Scott's body bulges on Derek as it passes through the neck and the chest. The environment that once was an argument, then a fight, was now a place with the audible gulping of Derek eating Scott McCall.

With another deep swallow, Derek puts away Scott's hands along with his abs. He was zeroed in on getting Scott put inside of his gut. Derek opens his mouth wider to accept Scott's ass and his flaccid cock. Derek had no intentions of pleasing Scott, just a quick goal would do and Scott goes down.

It was about this time that Stiles was pulling up to the Hale House. He had no idea what he was about to walk in on. The pale young man opens the door and sees Derek slurping up Scott's legs like a pair of noodles. Stiles what speechless and despite Derek's werewolf senses, he was too enthralled with the meal. It was only when Derek got down to the feet that he finally noticed. He turned his head with the wiggling feet of Scott McCall on the outside. There is a shared moment between Stiles and him. Then Derek finishes his meal once and for all. He devours the so-called true Alpha.

Right in front of his friend.

Derek's belly bulges out as he lets out a sigh. Stiles feels planted to the spot having just witnessed that. He didn't know what to say. It is Derek that acts first. 

“Come here, Stiles.”

Derek's voice might as well have been God. The young human quickly found himself next to Derek. Stiles surprises himself next as he rubs over Derek's belly. He pushes up against it giving it a kiss and a hug. Stiles acts as if it was an old friend and to some degrees it was. Scott was still wiggling although feebly now. Derek surprised by Stiles relaxes and allows the other to rub his belly. The two of them stay that way as Scott McCall is digested in the gut. 

Never to be seen again.

The last that anyone heard from Scott McCall was a powerful burp that came from Derek Hale. Egged by the rubbing by Stiles.

[blackheartvore]

Conceding To The Curse

A Supernatural vore story prompted by @vorepred223311

CW: Incest

Cas had just watched Dean wreck a whole group of demons. The hunter hadn't just fought them off either. He had devoured them, ripping away their clothes as he shoved the men into his mouth and down his throat. Cas knew the mark of Cain was powerful, but he hadn't expected this.

He watched as Dean seemed to take his time with the last demon. Cas could see the pleasure on the hunter's face despite the black demon eyes as his meal's legs disappeared behind his smile. Dean's satisfied smirk after swallowing the bare feet and the way he licked his lips were unsettling.

"Dean, you've got to stop this!" Cas shouted, "You're losing control."

"I feel fine," Dean smirked as he rubbed his stomach, "In fact, I feel better than ever."

Cas moved closer, putting his hands on Dean's shoulders and looking Dean in his inky black eyes, "This isn't you Dean. You've got to resist-"

Cas had made the mistake of getting too close. In an instant, Dean's mouth was closed around his head as his clothes were being torn off. Cas tried to fight him, but every part of the hunter, especially his mouth and throat, had been strengthened by the mark. Only now did Cas understand the true meaning behind Cain's weapon as his face slid past Dean's jawbone.

He could feel Dean's tongue sliding over his bare skin as his torso entered the now demonic hunter's maw. He couldn't hear anything but the pleased sounds of Dean savoring his flesh. His angelic powers were useless as he felt hands grab his ass shove him further down the inescapable throat.

Several minutes of gulping and slurping later and Cas had fully dropped into Dean's stomach. The demons he'd eaten only a little while ago didn't leave much room for him. Cas was completely cramped up against them in the hot wet space.

Dean grinned as he slouched down to a seat to rub his engorged stomach. Ever since he'd gotten the mark he'd been eating a guy here or there, but he'd never had so many at once before. He loved the feeling of them trying to move around. Some of their wiggling and writhing jostled a long deep belch out him.

"What was that?" Sam rushed into the room.

"Nothing Sammy."

"Dean! What the hell happened to you? What's going on with your stomach?"

"Just had a big meal."

Dean was somehow still hungry. The mark was telling him the best meal of all was right in front of him. It shouldn't have been a surprise that the curse of Cain wanted him to eat his brother most of all.

"Are you insane?!" Sam was flustered as he approached Dean, "This is far from normal."

"It's the new normal Sammy, better get used to it."

"What did you even eat?"

Sam reached out to touch his stomach, startled when it moved underneath his hand. He looked around the room, finally noticing all the torn clothes. He pieced together what had happened a moment too late. Dean grabbed his arm and shoved it into his mouth, sucking on it and pulling the hand attached to it into his throat.

"Dean! What are you doing?! Stop!"

Dean swallowed and now his whole forearm was gone. Sam pushed against him with his hand, but was no match for Dean's new strength. Sam felt his clothes shred with a few casual swipes of his brother's hand, leaving him completely naked.

Dean took his time with Sam, tasting every inch of salty flesh as he slowly worked his brother towards his guy. Sam was the best thing he'd ever eaten, better than any cheeseburger, pie, or even the sweet angel meal he'd just had. His brother had continued to protest, even as his cries were muffled by Dean's throat and that only made it even better for Dean.

Sam's delicious stomach slid over his tongue, but the best part came next. As Dean gulped his brother in deeper, his mouth filled with Sam's crotch and ass. The supple cheeks and big meaty groin took all of Dean's attention for a while. He made sure he didn't miss even a bit of flavor as he worked his tongue into every nook and cranny. He would have been surprised at Sam getting hard if he didn't already have a raging boner of his own.

Dean started to jack off as Sam twitched in his mouth. A few more licks and Dean's mouth flooded with a new salty and sweet flavor. Dean continued to stroke himself as he tilted his head back and slowly gulped at Sam's legs. He enjoyed the taste of his brother's thighs, then calves, and finally his feet. He stopped on those for a bit, it was the last taste he'd get and he wanted to savor it.

One final gulp sent Sam to join Cas and the demons. Dean focused on the feeling of them writhing around, ignoring the pleas to let them out. With a very full belly and the taste of his brother on his tongue, Dean had never been harder. He let out another massive burp which combined all the flavors of everyone he'd eaten. That reminder had him cumming in no time, a massive load splattering around the room.

As he settled into a nap, the struggles inside him began to slow. He knew once he woke up his stomach would be back to normal, but that had him thinking. Maybe there was something in the bunker that could make it so he could eat Cas and Sam over and over again. He'd check when he woke up.

[thesuperheroeater]

The Superhero Hunt, Part 3: An 'Ant'-sized Meal

(Request By @vorepred223311 )

The next day you wake up and head to the bathroom shitting the remains of the archer into the toilets. It took you some time, but eventually you end up filling them quite well. You wipe your ass and smile as you admire the fat the hero added to your behind. You put your pants back on and leave the restrooms. When entering the living you're greeted with a brunet you recognised from tv. It's one of the Avengers, Ant-man? You don't remember, but it doesn't matter, all you see is some food.

The man is surprised by your presence and asks why you're here and where Hawkeye is. You lie and tell him you're one of Hawkeye's friends, which the suited hero easily believes. ''Oh, nice to meet you!'' He greets you as he gives you a handshake. ''You know where he is? Because he asked me to come over to have a snack.'' You smile to yourself, the man was so naïve, such an easy prey. You understand that Hawkeye was planning to swallow the man, but we know how that ended. Well luckily for you, now you have a meal just waiting for you to eat. 

''He went down, but don't worry you'll join him!'' you tell him, as you grab him, pinning his arms the long of his body. ''What?'' The man panics, not understanding what you're planning to do. But it will change soon enough as you gulp his head down your throat. The man struggles as he's surprised by your action. But the struggle makes it only easier for you to shove him inside your mouth. You moan as more of the man slides past your lips.

Once you've got his abs inside, you raise your head to make it easier to swallow the man. As you gulp his abs and the arms alongside, you feel your belly inflate by the presence of the man inside. Scott Lang is still trying to find a way out and keeps squirming, begging you to release him. But his pleading makes it just more enjoyable for you. You take another gulp around the meat, till only his legs are left. For which you don't waste any more time to swallow. And some seconds later you're closing your mouth around Ant-man's booted feets. 

You rub your swollen gut feeling your prey struggling inside, squeezed between the walls. It makes you moan even more. You sit on the couch, enjoying your free meal. Inside the man is panicking even more as it gets harder to breathe. In an act of distress he activates his power and shrinks to an ant-sized man. Causing your stomach to deflate a lot, which you didn't like. You start rubbing your belly, shaking it, wanting the man to turn back to his normal size. Inside the man is shaked from all sides making him want to puke. As he starts to drown in the stomach acids, he reactivated his powers this time growing to a much bigger size than before. 

Your stomach is stretching unbelievably wide, accomodating to the growing size inside with your belly inflating more and more, growing into an abnormal size. Breaking the lounge table it was resting on along the way. That was a surprise you didn't see coming, but it was a welcomed one. The hero eventually hits the maximum size he can get making your stomach hit the roof. You moaned at the view. But the hero soon notices it was a bad idea, as he feels even more squeezed than before. When he wants to return to normal size, he notices he can't because his suit is also breaking down. He's crying as his bones are breaking and the acids are melting his flesh. Desperately begging you to release him.

The change in pressure inside your stomach makes the gas rise through your throat. Making you belch.

BBBBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRPRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!

A giant-sized Ant-man helmet comes flying out, bursting against the wall. You smile to yourself as you feel your giant meal digesting inside. You didn't expect the man to turn so huge, but you loved the outcome. Now you're finally closing your eyes taking a nap on the couch, imagining how much fat the man will add on your body once digested.

[hungryfan45]

Every pred remembers his first prey fondly. In Brandon’s case it was because the prey himself was pretty unforgettable. It began at the mall. Brandon was sitting at the food court enjoying his food. but as good as it was, he wanted something more filling. That’s when he spotted Tom Holland. Tom ran fast with his hand on his groin as he approached the men’s room. Brandon had an idea. He would relieve his hunger as Tom relieved himself. When Tom entered the bathroom Brandon followed him. He took the urinal next to Tom. He slyly peeked over at Tom’s member and was pleased with what he saw. He decided to flirt with Tom to get him off guard. “Aren’t you Tom Holland?” Brandon addressed him. “Yeah that’s me!” Tom giggled. “You’re cute. Can I kiss you?” Brandon asked hoping for a yes. Unfortunately for Tom’ he was too sweet to say no to a fan. He puckered up and Brandon smooched his lips hard. So hard in fact that he managed to suck Tom inside. Brandon’s stomach bloated out from the twink inside resulting in a loud belch. He lied on the bathroom floor rubbing his belly and letting his first victim digest. This was the last day of Tom’s life, but in many ways it was the first day of Brandon’s.