Vore and more Vore

I was bored. He was there. It was that simple.

Yet another day of me just sitting at home was drifting on by. Spring had been threatening to make an appearance for the past few weeks, but today was just another grey picture. Still, I was grateful for the rest, work had been an absolute killer for the last month.

The beginnings of hunger were making their way towards me as the doorbell rang. As I walked towards the door my stomach started to churn and whine, letting me know it was ready for something new. How lucky I was when I opened the door and he was standing there. As I laid eyes on him the grey world turned bright and vibrant, and the approaching hunger transformed into a violent stampede. He was full, handsome and strong, the perfect thing to fill me right up.

"Hi, nice to meet you." He said, smiling awkwardly as one does when introducing themselves. "I'm Peter. I just moved in and wanted to say hi!" Fresh meat then.

"Hey, why don't you come in for a drink?" I said warmly, inviting him into the last house he'd ever see. He accepted, and his fate was sealed, ending my boredom.

After some polite conversation and mild flirting over a cup of coffee, I decided it was time to stop playing with my food.

"Gotta pee real quick." I said, leaving my prey alone and exposed. I walked out of the room and let Peter sit there just long enough for him to start getting bored. He stood up and started perusing my living room, giving me the signal to strike. I crept in without a sound, praying my belly didn't betray me by letting out a noisy rumble. Thankfully, it didn't and I was able to shoot my shot.

Peter let out a confused yelp as I kicked the back of his knee, pulling him to the ground. Before he could realise what was happening I had my mouth around his ankles.

"What the fuck, man?!" He shouted, trying and failing to kick his feet out from the back of my throat. I just smiled up at him as I worked my way up his calves and towards his knees. Luckily for me, he was wearing gym shorts that pulled right off with a powerful yank.

As I slurped and swallowed my way up Peter's legs I savoured the taste of sweat and adrenaline, which picked up as he realised he wasn't going to escape from my mouth so easily. The balance of sweet and salty skin made my belly's hunger pick up. My jaw continued to unhinge as more of Peter slid down my throat. All he could do was scream and struggle in vain as his crotch slid past my lips and I worked my way up his muscular stomach, which would soon be all mine.

At this stage my belly started to bulge its way outward, turning me from an unsuspecting slim guy to a strong predator with a powerful man-eating gut. I could feel my stomach starting to coat and cover Peter's feet in juices and acid, as it began accepting its latest meal.

By this point I could just stand and watch as Peter was suspended in mid-air, watching in horror as his face drew closer and closer to mine. The only thing that competed with his screams were the sound of powerful gurgles and slurping that dragged my new neighbour closer and closer to his fate. Soon his face slid past my lips and I savoured the last of the taste of panic and fear, before letting out one more strained gllrk.

My neck bulged as the sounds of Peter's screams moved their way downwards, muffled and terrified. A final dropping sensation reverberated through me as the last of my meal fell into my belly. With the new weight added, I stumbled over to the sofa, allowing myself to relax under the weight of an entire man.

As I let out a strong exhale, an involuntary bouuuuurp made its way past my lips, echoing throughout the living room and allowing my stomach to compress its new victim. From within, Peter was letting out screams, pleads and begs as he struggled to accept his new fate. I heard none of this. His frantic struggles were far too relaxing for me to pay attention to anything at that point in time. My belly shook, distended and vibrated below me, as it acclimatised to its new meal.

"Welcome to the-uurp- neighbourhood, man" I said, stifling another burp. "Shame you didn't get to spend much time here, folks are really friendly! I'm sure the estate agent will be happy the house is on the market again, though."

My boredom was now cured and my hands fondled the newly grown orb below me. I could start to hear Peter's screams pick up as my belly kicked itself into gear, properly starting to break down and digest its food. I just let out another contented sigh, slowly drifting into a food coma while the man inside me got absorbed into nutrients and calories. When I woke up 2 hours later his screams had been silenced, and my body claimed the rest of him over the next 24 hours.

Maybe I'm here because I wanted to escape it all; maybe it's because I wanted to feel safe; maybe I just knew all along that I'd end up in someone's stomach so at least I'd get to choose this way.

Whatever the reason, I'm here now, trapped behind the soft, warm walls of my boyfriend's stomach. He took some convincing, but he's always had a taste for willing guys. Once he was ready it just fell into place and now here I am, digesting away in his newly rounded belly. Anyone and everyone I could have been melting away like ice dripping down a window. Soon all that will be a part of him when he's done digesting me.

Revenge is a dish best served sweaty

Here we were again. Another session of me getting mocked by Tyler at the gym. I've always been small, struggled to put on much muscle or fat, and he's always known how much it bothers me and how much stronger he is. He even ate my best friend to show me how much better he is.

"Seriously dude, you might as well just give up, you're never going to look like this." He said, flexing his muscles and slapping his abs. The smack echoed throughout the empty locker room. To my chagrin, he'd started following me around the gym, putting me down at every turn, letting me know how pathetic I am. Each day I felt my anger towards this handsome jock grow and grow. Each time I heard his cocky laughter; each time he tried to put me down; each time he showed me his powerful muscles I felt a little more hatred stir within my gut.

"The only reason I haven't bothered eating you is because you'd add so little; I'd probably lose more weight digesting you than what you'd put on for me!" Then his face contorted into a wolfish grin. "Not like your little buddy. He did a number on me, I was working him off for weeks. What was it? Tony? Toby?"

"Tommy." I said, under my breath. He'd been the only person who genuinely tried to motivate me and Tyler took that away. He'd gulped him down right in front of me and howled with laughter while Tommy screamed for help. Even once Tommy's screams had stopped after a guttural *CRUNCH* from inside Tyler's stomach and a meaty belch, he continued to get his twisted kicks from the situation as he jerked off happily over his wobbling orb of a gut.

"Tommy! That's it! He took forever to burn off. But safe to say what's left of him is gone now. Now he's just somewhere on here" Tyler said, gesturing to his chest and arms. I mourned my friend for a moment; remembering his kindness and understanding demeanor. I could still hardly believe that Tyler had the gumption to eat him in front of me. But he was counting on that; he knew no one would believe me, and no one would ever truly understand where Tommy went. My mourning quickly turned to more anger, though, as Tyler continued to mock me in the deserted locker room.

"And you'll never have a body like this! This is what you get after hard work and a little help from innocent prey boys like your friend Terry." He laughed.

Something inside me snapped. I was too angry to correct him. Too full of hatred to defend myself from his torments. Instead I just lunged forward with a force not of my own towards the naked jock and pushed him to the floor.

Tyler let out a sort of confused yelp as he hit the ground while he processed what had just happened. Before he had time to regain, his composure, though, I lurched forward and descended on the gym rat. All that hatred, anger, and mourning for the loss of my friend erupted into a powerful gurgle from within my abdomen.

Before I even knew what was happening Tyler's feet were already in my mouth, and I was rapidly moving upward towards his thighs. The taste that flooded my mouth was sensational. Tyler was still sweaty from his workout, which brought out a saltiness and tenderness that I'd never experienced before in food. Then it hit me. Tyler was fucking delicious. Tyler was food. Nothing could have prepared me for how good he would feed sliding into my mouth.

Above me, my newfound meal was clearly starting to panic. Tyler was trying desperately to kick me off, but by the time I was up to his knees he had lost most of his lower mobility. "You're not fucking doing this to me, man! Your stomach couldn't even handle me!" I just grabbed his thighs and pushed the naked, sweaty, exhausted jock further into my gullet.

It didn't take long for me to reach his chest. He was screaming for help, cursing me and even trying to bargain with me; telling me he'd show me how to be a real pred if I let him go. I wasn't taking any chances, this man had eaten my best friend like it was nothing so there was no escape from me now. My stomach was bulging to accommodate Tyler's mass, and his legs were already sitting heavy in my belly. In truth, I wasn't sure how I was going to take all of him, but I persevered and carried on consuming the terrified man. If I'd stopped for a moment I could've appreciated the irony; the man who had been torturing me for months begging and crying as I ate him.

I soon made my way up to his head and Tyler let out a final scream before he was sealed past my lips and I finally closed my mouth. With a few more laboured gulps I let him drop into my belly. There was no point in trying to stand; Tyler's mass was far too great for my strength, so I just sat with my back against the wall, breathless, sweaty and exhausted.

I would've been more worried about being caught if it wasn't so late. I'd always kept to the later hours of the night so no one could make fun of me for being so small. If they'd seen me now I'm sure their opinion might differ.

From inside me I could hear Tyler's screams and curses continue, muffled now by the fleshy cauldron he'd found himself trapped inside. I just let out a contented sigh and felt his form wriggle and writhe from inside me. My stomach gurgled away as it analysed and took in what I'd given it. Soon enough it would get ready to melt, digest, and absorb the jock I'd eaten.

A rush of air suddenly hit my throat and I let out a wet, powerful "BOUUUUUUUUUURP" which echoed throughout the empty changing room. Tyler's trashing continued, as my acids undoubtedly started to sting and burn his skin. I suppose no matter how jacked you are you're no match for a stomach, no matter how small the owner is.

I smiled a tired smile and thought of Tommy. I felt as if I'd avenged him in a way, giving his murderer the same fate my friend had befallen. I could now feel my stomach working harder to break Tyler down, too. His cries were becoming more hoarse as his body started to succumb to the juices inside me digesting him alive. The weight was fading, and soon enough I would be able to awkwardly stumble home and digest him properly. Clothes were out of the question, though. My belly had swollen to an impossible size so I just had to hope the streets were quiet tonight.

I hazily got to my feet, causing my meal to shift inside me. I could Tyler's form weakening as I continued to work on him; a few bones crunched as I moved up the gym steps and out the door.

Remember when vore was just a fantasy? Something we looked at online that made us feel good, before we returned to everyday life. I used to spend hours, locked away from the rest of the world where my mind could bring all those dark, comforting, terrifying and beautiful thoughts to life.

Well, now it's real. I don't know how, no one does. One night it was simply an impossible world that we dreamed of, and the next morning there it was, clear as day. Preds started eating helpless prey, many without a care in the world as they ended the lives of others with their stomach. It's like it was wished into existence one night, and something powerful finally decided to answer.

Of course, people tried to do something about it; quickly criminalising vore. But that didn't stop the preds - In the same way that scarecrows don't really scare crows, it's just there to say we're doing something about it. In fact, there are preds and prey alike protesting for their right to eat or be eaten, and it looks like governments are starting to cave.

But as of now it's illegal, and preds and prey have to practice in secret, away from prying eyes. That's why some of your friends might disappear into the black pits of the night and never re-emerge; that's what happened to Leo, he just stopped showing up to work one day and we just knew.

And it's why others are quickly and inexplicably growing. You know where their prey have gone, the pred knows where they've gone, but you both stay quiet about it as you don't want to end up in the same place while the hungry predator doesn't want his lifestyle exposed to an unsympathetic world. And that's what the world appears as to these preds, unsympathetic.

They're just following their nature, answering the call of their body. You wouldn't punish the cheetah for eating the gazelle, so why would you punish the pred for eating the prey?

For me, I'd always been curious about it, but never brave enough to take that plunge. Maybe I wanted a few more years to live my life before I let a pred take me. Maybe I wanted to wait until it was legalised, so I can do it freely without getting myself or anyone else into trouble. Maybe I was just stalling. It doesn't matter what I think though, preds often get the final say anyway. And that's how it happened.

Oliver was a pretty unassuming guy that I worked with. He was funny, energetic and charismatic, but no one suspected him as a pred. It mostly came down to the fact that he was skinny, short and spoke about vore fairly often. It sounds strange, but it's the ones who avoid talking about vore who are most often assumed to be preds or prey, they don't want anyone suspecting them and so avoid it like the plague. I talk about it just enough so people don't suspect me as someone who may want to be swallowed down by a guy who's just a little bit too hungry. I finally discovered the truth after a pretty rough shift.

"That was fucking torture, man." Oliver said, we were both exhausted and needed a shower. "Want to stop by my place and shower together? Be careful though, I might just eat you up; I'm starving." He said, laughing and nudging me on the shoulder. I laughed too, I assumed he was joking but it made my heart beat a little faster, like somewhere deep down I wanted it. We'd slept together a few times before casually, so the concept of showering with him was nothing too outlandish.

"Yeah, sure I'm down" I said, and he smirked at me.

We made it to Oliver's place and head upstairs. With our clothes off, we both hopped in the shower and washed off. We stood close, and things became intimate pretty quickly. Under the heat and steam of the shower we began to kiss softly, our hands exploring each other. Soon, I began to move down his body. I caught the sound of his stomach rumbling as I moved down, but I knew right now he was more concerned with his cock than his gut. It'd be the other way round pretty soon, though.

For a skinny guy I was always shocked at how big Oliver was; I admired his pulsating dick for a few seconds before taking it in my mouth. He moaned softly, his flat stomach still rumbling away above me. Pretty soon he was fucking my mouth, and though it was difficult I took the whole cock like a champ until he was pouring hot ropes down my throat. He pulled away and I swallowed, listening to him panting above while his stomach seemed to be cooking up a storm.

"You're so good at that" He gasped, looking down at me and smiling his wide, friendly smile (although there seemed to be something more behind it tonight). "I'll miss it when you're in here." He patted his stomach.

"Nice try, man. You talk about vore so much you're like the boy who cried wolf."

"More like the wolf in sheep's clothing." He said, pulling me to my feet. Once I was up, he opened his mouth and my jaw dropped. The fact that he didn't just shove me in was the biggest surprise. I know how preds work when they've got their eyes on someone. He quickly snapped his jaws shut and looked at me smugly.

"What do you think, man? I discovered it pretty recently. Haven't actually eaten anyone yet, but I know I could get a man in this maw." I didn't know what to say, I just stood there as the shower still ran. "How would you like to be the first to make it down there?" He asked. Again, I was speechless. Somehow the words "yes" and "no" came out as a strange mumble.

"Good enough for me!" He grinned. I've seen the way you act when we bring up vore at work, you try and hide it but you shy away a little, smirk when you think no one is watching, your palms get sweaty." I knew he wasn't lying. I didn't notice it before but since I've been able to this I see it all now."

Before he allowed me to answer he pushed me back slightly, enough to startle me with all the adrenaline rushing through me. I lost my footing and landed on my ass. Oliver seized his opportunity and lifted my legs into the air, opening his mouth again and sliding my feet past his lips.

The inside of his mouth was slimy, but slightly cooler than the heat of the shower water raining down. I felt his tongue exploring my feet, tasting every inch of them before he started moving down further. Oliver bent down slightly as he started to move further up my ankles and towards my knees. As he worked his way up his tongue still explored me; saliva dripped out of his mouth and up my legs, brushing against my cock which was already hard and dripping with precum.

A brief moment of sanity came to me in all the shock and excitement. "No... wait... you shouldn't" I managed to get out, but it was too late; Oliver had claimed me. I looked up, and even though his mouth was wrapped around my legs like a hungry snake, I could tell he was smiling. His eyebrows were raised and his eyes were so alive with a hunger that I knew could only mean one thing.

He began to pick up the pace as I started to wriggle slightly. I could feel the inside of his throat as he reached my groin; warm, slippery and impossible to get a grip on. Without any effort from him I shot a rope of cum thanks to the friction.

The rest of me was quickly claimed by gravity, within a matter of seconds my world went dark as my face slipped past Oliver's mouth. Moments later I was dropped into his tight stomach. It was clear his belly wasn't used to a meal as big as me, as I could hardly move in the tight, slimy chamber inside Oliver's body.

Somewhere above me I heard a great BooOOOUuuRP, and a slap against the wall of my fleshy prison. For a brand new pred I couldn't deny Oliver already had the confidence and attitude, it just seemed to come naturally to him.

"Jesus, you tasted fantastic mate" he said, laughing. "I'm going to need to sleep this off."

I tried to respond but the stomach that held me was so tight and slippery that I could barely move my mouth. I just shifted slightly inside him to try and get comfortable. As I did, gurgling sounds rose and juices were spewed onto me, making my skin tingle and itch. I could hardly believe what was happening to me, after all those fantasies my body was being digested.

"I'll take your movements as you settling into your new home. Get comfortable while you can, because I can't imagine things will stay that way." My world shook and rumbled as Oliver left his shower and moved over to the bed. Air was sucked out of my world was oliver let out another powerful "UUUUURP!"

Things shifted once again as I felt Oliver lay on his bed, acid coated my body as gravity moved Oliver's stomach around. The itching was slowly becoming more intense. Oliver's breathing became heavy and loud above me as he began to snore softly. As he began to drift to sleep his stomach really kicked into gear; all those voracious fantasies that I once had were culminating in me being digested alive.

It's difficult not being a pred. I'm out here, 24 years old and practically a sitting duck every day if I don't do something about it. I come from a big family of preds too, so it's a little embarrassing really. Both my brothers are preds and regularly talk about their 'conquests', as are all my male cousins. It just never happened with me, though. The power to eat guys seemed to just appear in others some time during puberty; but with me there was nothing. Nor did I have any desire to eat guys; I'm much more happy watching someone else get eaten, and letting my mind race at the possibility of what's going on inside that powerful ass, belly or balls.

And that was how I survived. Whenever my brothers were looking at me a little too maliciously I'd invite a friend over and they'd never be seen from again. I'd press my ear to my brothers' belly or play with his balls as they were digested down into mulch and I loved it. Listening to the belches, the groaning and feeling the squirming of the man inside them that was soon to be a part of something much bigger.

It's taught me a thing or two, as well, about how to approach preds when you're a potential meal yourself. I'm dating one, Tyler, which people say is always a huge mistake because he'll inevitably eat me as they always do no matter how much they love you. But we've been going 6 years strong now and it's all about staying in control of their appetite. Is it always fun losing countless friends, co-workers and occasionally family members to his body? Not always, but it's worth it to see him happy, and to see them disappear into nothing.

That brings me to today. I was getting a lift home after work from my chatty co-worker, Cameron. He's nice and he means well but God, he gets tiring, especially when he's talking about his love of all things natural. Nature's interesting, and all, but I can't be bothered to listen to it for the almost hour long drive back to our town. That's when my phone buzzed and the opportunity arose.

"Babe, I'm starving. Can you bring me a snack on your way home?" I smirked a little and looked over at Cameron, chatting away with no idea that his fate had just been sealed.

"Hey, sorry to interrupt but I was wondering if you wanted to stop at mine for a drink before you head back to yours? You're always kind enough to give me a lift home and I wanted to say thank you." I said, hoping he'd take the bait. He did.

"Sure! You sure your boyfriend won't mind?" Cameron asked. I just smiled. "Nah, he'd love to have you" I responded, smiling inwardly. The rest of the drive went pretty quickly, and before we knew it we were pulling up to my place where one hungry stomach waited inside.

"Only me, and I brought company!" I said, throwing my keys in the pot. Cameron and I moved into the front room, where Tyler was waiting, eagerly with his shirt off and belly exposed. "This is Cameron! A work friend I thought I'd bring home for a bite to eat." At that I heard Tyler's stomach rumble and knew he was satisfied with a new sacrifice.

"Come sit next to me, Cameron" he said, beckoning my colleague over. Cameron walked over, a little nervous as he sat next to my shirtless boyfriend. He chuckled nervously and was about to say something before he was cut off. I'd never seen Tyler move so fast but somehow in a matter of seconds Cameron was naked. He looked confused and briefly turned on before I watched his head disappear.

I still couldn't believe how fast Tyler was, he must've been starving. By the time Cameron realised what was happening, though, it was too late. He waved his arms around in a panic before Tyler stood up and lifted his naked body off the ground. Cameron had sprouted an erection in the confusion, which Tyler beckoned me towards. I walked over and worked my magic as always.

Confused shouting quickly turned to muffled moans of enjoyment as I took Cameron's surprisingly large cock in my mouth. Some pred's like a hard cock as they consume their prey but Tyler says it just feels uncomfortable going down, so I always finish his meals off for him before he finishes them off for good. I was sucking underneath Cameron and Tyler for a minute or so, watching as he was slowly pulled in, like a cobra devouring a small mammal.

I always love watching Tyler's neck distend and change shape as he takes his prey in, watching the outline of their bodies move towards their demise. Soon enough Cameron let out a final moan, concluding his final orgasm. As he continued to slide down I felt my own cock beginning to stiffen. I watched in awe, it always feels like some special kind of magic, as Tyler's stomach began to shift and grow under the mass of Cameron's body.

By now he was up to his waist and Tyler was really picking up the pace. His stomach was growling angrily as it felt its meal getting closer and closer. I watched as gravity began to work its magic along with Tyler; Cameron practically tumbled into the gaping mouth and hungry belly he was soon to become a part of. As his feet dangled out of Tyler's mouth, my boyfriend worked at me in that flirty, cheeky fashion I've come to know and love so much.

He pushed Cameron's feet in and gave a final *gulp,* completing the growth of his powerful belly. Tyler smiled at me, looking full and content. Moments later out shot an ear splitting BOUUUUUUURP right in my face. My cock stiffened more as I smelt the cologne of my former college mixed with the inside of my boyfriend's stomach. I leaned over and kissed Tyler, who gladly accepted, shoving his tongue down my throat.

As the kiss broke I moved down to his belly, kissing and rubbing it with wonder and eagerness. From inside I could hear the screams of Cameron. He was clearly trying to say something but Tyler's fat and stomach walls muffled him beyond comprehension.

"Comfy in there?" I asked Tyler's belly. In response I got a punch, or a kick, from inside. I squeezed and kneaded the stomach, feeling Cameron's skinny frame inside while Tyler's belly rumbled away. Pressing my ear to his gut I heard a faint "Let me out! What've you done to me?!" I smiled up at Tyler, who was looking at me with affection.

"You always bring the best boys" he said to me, stroking my hair. "Where would I be without you?" He looked down at me warmly. I'm not a fool, I know if the boys stopped he'd eat me. But I also know he loves me, and even if he did decide to wolf me down I know it wouldn't be out of simple hunger. But that's what life on the edge is like, you risk being eaten every day. No matter how well you worship a pred you still have the potential to be just another meal.

As I looked up at him I felt his stomach rumble and the digestion began to kick in. I moved down onto Tyler's crotch and began stroking his stiff hardon. I looked at his huge cock, which he could easily stuff me down if he wanted, for a moment before taking him in my mouth. Like with Cameron, it only took a minute before he was pumping his perfect load into my mouth. I swallowed it all, before moving back up to his belly.

As I did I began pushing my own cock onto Tyler's gut. Which was still moving independently as Cameron trashed around frantically. After a few thrusts I was leaking cum all over the round, perfect belly while Cameron continued to scream away inside. I could tell the digestion was beginning. I gave my boyfriend a final kiss before both of our eyes became heavy and we drifted off to sleep together in the front room for a post work (and for him, meal) nap, listening to Cameron's muffled cries behind Tyler's stomach.

An hour or so later we woke up. Tyler's belly was notably softer than it had been earlier. I pushed against his belly and felt a mild crunching. Clearly whatever was left of Cameron had just disintegrated and was about to make its way through Tyler's intestines. We both got up and went to the bathroom admiring Tyler's big belly in the mirror. I gave him another kiss on the cheek and he smiled at me.

"We'll need to do something about Cameron's car" I said, giggling slightly.

The Orc looks down at you with a hungry grin, he'd invited you in and you'd just found yourself agreeing without realising why. When you first laid eyes on him he was standing by the door, looking at you with piercing blue eyes and a slight hunger. Before you even spoke to him he let out a wet slimy BOUUURP, filling your nose with a strong scent that was hard to shake. Underneath the smell, though, you could swear there was someone's cologne or aftershave mixed in. You knew you should've been disgusted by this and walked away but for some reason it seemed enticing, your rational brain seemed to fog and you found yourself following the handsome orc into his poorly-lit house.

And now here you are, the orc looking down at you as his stomach rumbles. He lets out another ear-splitting UUUUUUUURP that seems to invade your mind and senses and you find your hands moving up and down his belly. It's smooth, a little cold, but comforting to feel. It just feels... Right. You wonder what's behind those walls, soft and pudgy as his stomach rumbles away inside.

He seems to read your mind, moving towards you and licking your neck with his hot, slimy tongue. His lower teeth brush against your neck as he tastes your skin, now covered with a thin layer of sweat. He moves back and looks at you again with his beautifully mesmeric eyes.

"You know what you want, I know what you want" he says in a voice that was surprisingly soothing for such a large and powerful orc. Like the belches, the voice invades your mind and you find yourself agreeing with him without being entirely sure what you're agreeing to.

Things quickly become clear as opens his mouth and beckons you towards him. The inside of the Orc's maw is just so inviting; looking warm, comfortable and safe. Before you can stop yourself you move in. As you're about to hesitate the beautiful orc lets out a final BOUUURP and your mind is made up for you. All doubt about what you're doing fades and you push your head into the mouth in front of you.

Just as you suspected, it's hot, slimy and comforting. You feel the breath of the orc rushing over your face and filling your lungs and you just want to go deeper. You practically force yourself into his body, tunneling down his throat and into his stomach. In a matter of moments you're completely encased in the hot humid chamber of the Orc's body. This is where you belong.

From outside he lets out another UUUUUURP that you feel in your very core. All of a sudden the spell is broken. Reality sets in. You're inside an Orc's stomach. Food doesn't come out of the stomach, at least now how it went in. And for some reason you've got a fucking hardon, while trapped inside another living thing's body. You try and get your footing, stand up and find a way out but from nowhere the stomach shrinks and constricts around you.

"Oh no you don't" you hear a voice around you say. The Orc's voice had gone from peaceful and soothing to malicious and condescending, but still utterly soft and calm. You try and shout out in protest but again the stomach constricts around you, fixing your lips to the walls so that only a muffled shout could be let out.

"What's the matter? Don't like it in there? I thought you wanted to be here. After all, you invited yourself in." He laughed, letting out another strong BOUUURP and sucking more air out of the fleshy cavern you're held in. You try and struggle, thrashing against the walls of the Orc's stomach but you just slide against the fleshy walls, tiring yourself even more.

"Oh yes, keep going." He moans to you from above. "I love it when my food struggles. And that's all you are, food. You were practically a gonner the moment I laid eyes on you." He laughed, rubbing his belly and slapping it from the outside. Minutes pass and you feel a hot, burning liquid start to rise around you. This is it, he's digesting you and all you can do is sit in the cramped stomach and suffer.

The acid burns your skin, which you feel peeling away like some agonizing face mask. You can't bear to imagine what you look like right now. All you can do is try and focus on survival. You let out more muffled screams against the walls of the Orc's belly, but to no avail. He just laughs, rubbing and slapping his belly even more.

"Don't be upset, you get to serve a greater purpose." He says, trying to sound soothing but just coming off as mocking. "Your life as belly fat is going to be so much more fulfilling as your life as a person... fulfilling for me anyway" he adds. "Now settle down in there and let my body take you, things will be much quicker if you do that for me." The Orc, your predator, chuckles.

You try to resist more but you're so exhausted. You can feel that most of your body is gone, melting away inside the Orc's stomach like some man-eating cauldron. Soon after you feel yourself slipping. Going... Going... And with one finally SMACK against his belly you're finally gone. Just soup ready to be churned up into belly fat. All you are... All you were is just fat, and that's what prey like you were made for.

A few hours pass and the orc wakes up from a well-deserved nap. His belly has shrunk but there's still a noticeable round lump where there wasn't before. As he stands up he feels a strong pressure in his throat and lets out a final, slimy BOUUURP. Something hard and round pushes it's way up his esophagus and out comes your skull, bouncing onto the Orc's bed.

He picks what's left of your body up off the bed while the rest of you is still being churned into fat. "See, isn't that better?" He says, smiling down at your skull. He moves over to the closet and opens it up, resting your skull next to the countless others that the Orc has claimed in his time. You're not the first, and you certainly won't be the last.

Outside the rain poured and thunder shook the windows to their core, no safety could be found. Inside, Mickey stood there, ignorant that he was in even more danger. Alex, a seemingly kindly stranger, had invited him in under the pretence of helping Mickey find shelter from the storm, which had already claimed lives in their quiet town. Phone signals were down, most houses had no power and connection with the outside world was impossible. He may as well be a million miles from civilisation as he sat there on Alex's sofa.

“Thank you so much for your help.” Mickey said, still getting his bearings. He was still soaked, cold and tired so he hadn’t quite come back to his senses.

“No problem!” Alex’s friendly voice responded. “It’s not safe out there, what were you even doing in that rain?!” He asked, passing Mickey a hot coffee that he clasped with both hands.

“Walking home from work. The storm cut the train lines, so I had to walk myself, dangerous I know but I didn’t fancy camping out in the office” Mickey laughed. Alex sat next to him, and Mickey got his first proper look at his ‘saviour.’ He looked back at Mickey with a handsome, smiling face and light blue eyes. His blonde, curly hair bounced a little when he spoke. Mickey was almost hypnotised by him, Alex’s face just felt so… trustworthy. He wanted to be closer. “You’re just delirious” he thought to himself. The cold must’ve fried his brain a little, and anyone would feel like this right now after coming in from such a freezing storm. But he just couldn’t shake the feeling, all he could do was try to ignore it.

“Coffee good?” Alex asked as Mickey took a sip. “Yeah, it’s so soothing!” He responded. “I’m glad, although you still look cold” Alex said, putting his hand on Mickey’s arm. The hand was warm and comforting, the simple touch made heat seem to radiate throughout Mickey. Without thinking, he leaned forward and kissed Alex. The heat seemed to explode within Mickey, almost bringing him back to reality. Once he realised what he was doing he pulled away and blushed.

“Sorry.” He said, embarrassed. “Hey, don’t worry about it!” Alex said, smiling back at him. “You still feel cold, though.” Alex was right, after pulling away Mickey seemed to go back to freezing. “I know where you’ll be nice and warm though… and safe” Alex said, gesturing towards his stomach. Mickey was stunned, he knew what Alex was hinting at but couldn't quite wrap his head around it. Either way though, he knew Alex was right, he imagined the warm insides of Alex’s stomach hugging and soothing him, like a hot bath.

“You’re… You’re right.” Mickey whispered after a moment of silence. Alex smiled and licked his soft, shiny lips while looking at Mickey. As he did, his prey heard the rumbling of his stomach, now aware that it was about to receive a new meal. Alex moved closer to Mickey, before their lips once again met. The kiss seemed to warm Mickey again, who felt his body come back to life at once. Alex held onto him tight, and Mickey started stripping down from his wet clothes. His skin was still cold, but this didn’t bother Alex, who was only concentrated on the act he was about to perform.

Once Mickey was completely naked, cock bouncing in the air, Alex felt himself start to salivate. He broke the kiss and the chill immediately returned to Mickey’s body. Alex smiled at his meal as he got one last look from him. The colour had returned to his previously pale, almost frozen face and he looked back at Alex with anticipation, waiting to be swallowed and encapsulated by Alex’s warmth.

After putting his hands on the back of Mickey’s head and taking a deep breath, Alex opened his mouth and moved towards his prey. Mickey was in awe; all he could do was watch as Alex unhinged his jaw and his mouth descended on him whilst clasping the back of his head. His heart pumped faster as the darkness got closer, until it finally made contact and his face he collided with Alex’s warm, wet tongue.

Mickey felt Alex’s hot breath surround his face as he was pulled further in. Once it was completely engulfed, Alex let go of the back of Mickey’s head and let him slide further in. He didn’t really need to grab the back of his head though; Mickey was more than willing to slide inside. He still wasn’t completely aware at how all this was possible, but he didn’t care anymore. All Mickey could think about were the warm depths of Alex’s stomach, like a hot spring found in an ice field. The whole ordeal was also a treat for both Mickey and Alex’s cocks, Mickey’s bounced freely in the air and dripped precum all over Alex, who was still fully clothed in a white hoodie and joggers. He could feel his cock stiffening in his trousers, though, as they always did when he was taking in a new prey. He felt the rush all through his body as he continued to eat Mickey, who by now was up to his belly, causing Alex’s throat to expand as he slid down it. Mickey tasted amazing, too. He might’ve been a little cold, but he still had a rich, salty flavour that danced around Alex’s tastebuds and only made him more eager to cram Mickey into his belly.

Alex’s stomach rumbled with anticipation, almost as if it was calling out to its meal, who eagerly got closer. His mouth continued to salivate, lathering up his prey and allowing him an easy passage down his throat. Soon enough Mickey’s stiff cock made contact with Alex’s mouth. Mickey moaned aloud as it did, which Alex could hear from his chest. Alex’s tongue danced around Mickey’s rock-hard member, teasing and sucking it whilst Alex’s food writhed and twitched with pleasure whilst his legs hung outside his mouth in the air. Soon moans turned to screams of pleasure as Mickey came in Alex’s mouth, cum sliding down his throat along with the human being in his maw.

As Mickey’s hips entered Alex’s mouth, he felt his stomach begin to open up to accommodate its new food. His belly started to expand and distend as more of Mickey was pushed into it, and he felt his hoodie begin to tighten underneath the orb that was expanding on his midsection. He stood up so gravity would let the rest of Mickey slide down into his body easily, sealing the man inside Alex’s stomach. As his mouth closed and he gave a final swallow, Alex let out a mean Booooooourp that managed to drown out the deafening thunder that was rumbling outside. The burp tasted of Mickey’s rich delicate skin and salty cum, and then Alex slumped back down on the sofa and let out a satisfied sigh.

“See? I told you you’d be – uurp ­– comfortable and warm in there!” He said to his stomach. Inside Mickey had slumped into the most comfortable position he could. He sat in Alex’s belly, leaning against the slimy fleshy walls in a bath of stomach acid that went up to his hips. It was like a soothing sauna in the middle of a snowy night. He went to respond but was cut off by another loud OUUUUUUUUUURP that made the walls of his fleshy home vibrate and hug him a little tighter. Somehow that, paired with the heat, finally brought Mickey back to reality. He was no longer cold at all, in fact he was getting warm, too warm. He didn’t like this anymore. He was in Alex’s stomach, and he suddenly realised that if he didn’t get out soon it might start doing its job.

“Well… thanks for warming me up but I think I’m ready to get out now.” Mickey said, laughing nervously as he felt Alex rubbing and prodding his belly from the outside. What he got in response filled Mickey with dread. “Let you out? What do you mean?” Alex’s voice echoed throughout his stomach and the words bounced off the thick walls and into Mickey’s head several times over. “I can’t just let you out, and besides why would I want to? You feel great in there!” Alex laughed, which prompted another slimy UUURP.

“But… you can’t just leave me here! What am I supposed to do when your body starts digesting me?!” Mickey asked, his heart rate rising. He was really starting to panic. His heart rate was increasing, and he was squirming about in the uncomfortable heat. If Alex’s stomach was better lit, he’d also be able to see his skin starting to turn pink in the bath of stomach acid. “Well preferably you’ll keep squirming like that. Feels amazing!”

“This isn’t funny! I want out!” Mickey shouted. “You’re right. It’s not funny, I’m digesting you, what the fuck did you think was going to happen when I invited you into my belly? You did this to yourself.”

“You said it’d be warm and safe!” Mickey screamed, feeling betrayed and stupid. “And it is warm, isn’t it? Warm and safe from the storm. Doesn’t mean you’re safe from my body though!” Alex let out a loud laugh, that ended in another deafening belch. Once the noise had cleared Mickey realised that the heat was still rising in Alex’s belly, he was sweating heavily, and the air was acrid and stuffy. His voice had become hoarse by the digestive fumes that were slowly dissolving him inside and out.

He still had the energy to struggle though. He punched and kicked frantically on the walls of his fleshy prison and tried to find some way out in vain. This only succeeded in Making Alex happier though. He admired his huge belly, that was squirming and weighing him down. Pulling his joggers down he reached for his cock which was still rock hard and started pumping. The movements from Mickey made his entire body tremble with pleasure, and his cock felt like a volcano about to erupt all over his round belly. Moments later Alex was screaming in pleasure whilst Mickey was screaming hoarsely with fear. Cum shot out of his thick cock and landed on his belly, the sofa, and Alex could’ve sworn some hit the roof but he was too tired to see it at this point. Digesting an entire person was exhausting work.

“I’m gonna get some sleep, Mickey. I suggest you do too if you don’t want it to be too painful.” Alex yawned. He sat back and felt his eyes get heavy, the sound of the rain outside and the squirms from Mickey inside slowly lulled Alex to sleep and soon enough he was snoozing happily on the sofa.

When he awoke a few hours later the rain had almost stopped. A light shower outside was still going on but the storm was very much over, and so was Mickey. No more movement came from Alex’s belly, whatever was left of his meal was shifting through Alex’s body as he stood up and went to admire himself in the mirror. His belly, which had gone down but was still noticeably rounder than before, took up a fair portion of Alex’s view.

Still makes me hard all the time 😅

I totally understand man, fatal vore isn't for everyone. I'm a big fan of it but you can interpret it in whichever way turns you on the most 😁

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"Ugh, now doesn't that feel so much better, letting my body claim yours and do something useful with you. What's that? Sorry I can't hear you over the mounds of fat that you're about to join but I'll assume you're thanking me down there. Also, feel free to move about in there while I digest you, you're really hitting my prostate in just the right way so it'd be good to get some pleasure down there while you're still conscious!"

Ever since I first came out Jason had been my closest friend. Where most of my old friends had become cagey and distant after telling them I was gay, Jason was always there for me and we do everything together now. I just always wished I could thank him somehow; thank him for the good times and let him know how much he means to me.

Thankfully, I finally found a way to show my appreciation for him as a friend. I'd read online about this experimental new technique that you can perform on a guy. I couldn't wrap my head around the science at all but the gist is that you somehow shove yourself up his ass and get digested into fat for him.

Jason is a massive gym buff and he's always telling me he wants his butt to be bigger, so this honestly feels like the best way to be there for my friend who's always been there for me. We were having drinks at his place when I finally decided to come out and tell him about my plan.

I explained it to him clearly and confidently, letting Jason know how much he meant to me and how much I wanted to do this for him. He sat in silence the whole time, looking shocked but nonetheless listening to everything I had to say. Once I was finished speaking he finally piped up.

"Y-you're sure you want that?" He asked, his voice a little shaky. "It's not like that's something that you can just come back from. You'll be stuck on my ass forever."

"I know. But it's a life worth living if it means I get to be YOUR ass fat." I said, smiling at my best friend. "Also I can't lie and say I won't get some sexual satisfaction from it. The idea of being inside your ass turns me on more than you could ever believe!" I said, laughing nervously. I knew he wouldn't mind me saying that, I've admitted being attracted to him before and he's been totally cool with it, even flirting with me a little after we'd had a few drinks.

"Well... Okay. To be honest, I'm pretty intrigued to see how this goes myself, and I'm definitely excited at the thought of my ass growing!" I let out a sigh of relief as he agreed, for a moment I was worried he wouldn't want to do it; I knew this was the one thing I needed and the thought of it not happening was a difficult one.

We both headed up to his room and moments later Jason and I were both completely naked in his bedroom, both tense with anticipation. "Well, here we go I guess" he said, laughing nervously. "You're still sure you want to do this? Last chance to back out I suppose." I let him know I was sure by getting on my knees, spreading his pillowy cheeks apart and jamming my tongue into his hungry hole.

I moved my tongue in the way that the guide had explained online eagerly. My hopes were starting to fade as I felt nothing give for around a minute. I was about to pull away when I finally felt Jason's hole begin to expand in a way I'd never felt from a guy before. I'd eaten my fair share of ass in my time but this was completely new.

I could feel it opening up to cover my face, inviting me to go deeper inside my friend. From above I could hear Jason moaning with pleasure, his hand on the back of my head as more of me was engulfed by his now impossibly wide hole. Once my entire head was in his ass his body took control, practically dragging me into him. The entire time I was hard, my cock dripping with precum as I felt his walls squeeze and hug my body.

As I felt Jason's voracious ass take my hips and cock inside him it all became too much. My entire body shook and convulsed with pleasure as my cock brushed against the soft walls of Jason's ass, which squeezed and applied the perfect amount of pleasure on my bulging cock. I felt hot cum shoot out of my body, painting the walls of my new home as my feet were sucked in with ease and my time in the outside world finally finished.

When Jason's hole eventually snapped shut I felt myself being gently guided into a fetal position, and moments later Jason's ass began to squeeze and constrict around me. I could hardly believe it, my best friend was digesting me. He'd been there for me through all those hard times and now I'm there for him, becoming a part of him forever.

"You comfy in there buddy?" I heard a low, rumbling voice speak from above. I tried to talk but it was muted, I knew he wouldn't hear a thing. So I just let out a contented shake, letting him know that his walls were hugging me from all the right places. I couldn't see it but I felt him smile.

"Glad to know you're still up for this, don't really know what I'd do if things went south!" He said, laughing. "And you were right man, this really has added to my ass. You're not even digested yet and things look perfect back there; can't wait to see the finished product! I'm gonna snap a pic which I know you won't see but I just want to admire myself."

Things soon went quiet after that. I felt Jason's ass continue to hug and constrict me, which wasn't the most comfortable but I knew it was for a good cause.

"Have I seen your friend? Dunno what does he look like?" The big shirtless stranger asks you whilst his stomach lets out several noisy gurgles. You awkwardly describe your missing friend, who'd gone to the bathroom almost half an hour ago.

"Oh yeah I saw him!" He says, placing a hand on his round belly. You can't help but feel a little intimidated by his enthusiastic response. He lets out a deep UUUURP that you feel vibrating in your chest as it fills the room with a familiar scent you just can't place your finger on.

"Yeah he came into the bathroom a while back. He had a look about him that was just so delicious!" He says, smiling and rubbing his hairy belly even more. Suddenly, you hear a strange groaning sound, almost like a trapped animal begging to be released. The most unnerving thing is that it appears to be coming directly from the stranger's gut.

"Oh don't worry about that!" He says, chuckling. "Just my lunch. In fact, why don't you give it a rub, help things go down a little bit quicker." You feel yourself move towards the huge belly, unable to stop yourself as your hands make contact with the hairy orb before you. As you rub the stranger's noisy belly he lets out a few more burps, which smell suspiciously like your friend's aftershave.

After a few minutes of rubbing you feel his belly kick up a storm, distending and almost thrashing beneath your hands. It sounds as though it's screaming, begging to be let go but all you can do is continue rubbing. Moments later rubbing becomes kissing, licking, worshipping this powerful gut before you.

"Wow you really stretched this belly out babe!" My boyfriend said to me from above, shaking and wobbling his huge gut, which sloshed loudly. From inside his wet, slimy stomach I continued to let out muffled screams and pleads for freedom. We'd been out to lunch together as a date and I was convinced he was full but clearly his stomach had other plans.

We'd gone to the bathroom together; it was empty so he'd grabbed my shoulders and pushed me up against the wall. I'd assumed he was getting frisky but I couldn't have been more wrong. He just smiled at me when I tried to kiss him.

"Bye babe!" He'd said as his hot breath covered my face, before quickly grabbing the back of my head and pulling it towards his dripping, salivating mouth. Before I'd even realised what he was doing my head was halfway down his throat and he was only forcing me further down the wet, slippery tunnel that brought me towards my doom (otherwise known as his stomach). It only took a few powerful *glrrks* before I was completely encased in his big body.

And now I'm here, begging to be let out of my own boyfriend's stomach. Sure, I knew he could eat people did I ever think he'd do it to me? Of course not! I continued to pound on the wet walls of his belly whilst he only continued to rub it greedily.

"Sorry babe, I was gonna eat you sooner or later! Just think though, this way we'll be together as one for the rest of our lives! Well, my life anyway, it'd be pretty impressive if you survived" he said, laughing and smacking his distended belly. Loud grumbles and juices soon filled my prison, making me even more nervous.

"I'm honestly more surprised you didn't rip my shirt, this thing was tight enough before you became my second lunch! Either way, enjoy yourself in there while you can, won't be long before my body makes a meal of you, literally!" With that he let out a BOUUUUUURP that I heard echo throughout the bathroom. The noise from inside rattled my skull and made my head pound, sucking most of the air out of his hungry belly.