⚣ Kyle Emmerhoffer ⚣

Bed routine

Stan Smith accidentially digests Roger after exploring his kinks!!

🦃stuffed like a turkey and ready for a nap🍽️ I love resting like this on bed😴Just need some goor

So many fking MASSIVE BULGES now.... 😈

Goals

Max ginned as he pressed his hand into his boyfriend’s squishy gut, feeling the gurgling, liquified remains of the unfortunate guy, who’d ended up on the menu the previous night, squish and slosh about inside.

Huge.

Trying to escape my big gut ...

damnn i really look like somethings about to burst out my belly. then i remember its just fat :p

The tummy card never declines 😏

Yeah shit is wildin’ — If you think something is boring or not meeting your needs then scram, go away. Lol. I’m a person who can do whatever he wants. Anyone who demands a thing of me and then demeans me go fuck themselves.

“Fuck bruh just digest already,” Evan whined as he fell back on his bed. His gut sloshed loudly, the bubbling cauldron loudly reorienting itself. Now entering day 3 of digestion, his best friend’s little brother was more liquid than boy at this point, but the undigested flesh and bones that remained were being a bitch to break down. The teen closed his eyes and groaned in discomfort: he felt disgustingly full, had god awful heartburn, and it felt like there was a blockage somewhere deep in his lower bowels. It was probably the boy’s skull or his yet-to-be shattered pelvis. *ggWuORrrrPp* Evan’s gut let out a sickly groan that seemed to travel through his guts and up his throat, stinging the boy’s throat with its disgusting scent of mid-stage digestion. The acids and stench of decomposing little boy sizzled at his throat before it burst out of his mouth as a long *BWOURRRRRPP* Drool slobbered down his face and onto his sheets as the smell hit him. It was almost as if he had farted out his mouth. It was then that Evan’s gut let out an even more nauseating, deafening gurgle. This seemed to open the flood gates in the teens guts, and in between the sickening blast of digestive roars was muffled snap deep in Evan’s guts, a wet snap that ended with a series of light crunches, a crunching that was unlike the familiar, brittle snap of an acid bleached bone. Evan knew what this meant from past meals; whatever limb or body part that was just pulverized in his guts was still largely in tact. The flesh and meat only slightly melted by his gastric juices. Evan’s mind then wandered, thinking about how much of the little boy was still human-esque snaking through his guts. Had the boy’s face sloughed off into the meaty slop? Was it stuck in an eternal scream as it bulged through the rippling flesh of Evan’s lower guts? Was the boy’s torso still intact, smooth skin turning a disgusting pink as it joined sizzling the sizzling gore, his little dick still dripping pre-cum. “Fuck…” Evan muttered as his cock hardened. His phone lit up in the corner of his eye. It was a snap from his best friend... Evan smirked, another soft burp working its way up from his corrosive gut.