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A few hours into Jared’s house party, everyone was drunk enough to turn their filters off and just have a great time chatting. The big, handsome guy himself was sat directly across from me, a view I very much enjoyed as I kept glancing at his partially exposed belly peeking out from underneath his tight shirt. At some point he scratched his bloated beer gut and ended up revealing even more of his hairy padding, which was obviously on purpose given that he winked at me when we briefly made eye contact.

I took that as a sign that Jared liked the attention, so I decided to wait around until everyone else went home to see if he wanted some more private appreciation. Just as I’d hoped, he pulled me in for a passionate kiss seconds after we were left alone, filling my mouth with his thick tongue and the taste of beer. He told me to get comfortable before we sat on his sofa together, both in just our underwear while I worshipped his fat, furry body.

“Obsessed with my gut, ain’t you? Well I think you should get inside, and let my body turn you into more belly fat, make me grow even bigger. Don’t you just love the sound of that?”

Jared leaned close and gave my face a huge lick, leaving his mouth wide open for me to stare down afterwards. He pointed a finger down the dark, slimy passage leading to his stomach, gesturing as though he wanted me to make the decision to enter it myself. My drunk mind had found his proposal incredibly appealing, so I offered up my hands and slipped my arms all the way down his throat, which he did his best to keep relaxed and to my entry.

I felt Jared’s hands rest on my hips to help guide me as I continued to climb into his mouth, enjoying the sensation of my skin sliding over his moist tongue. Once my chest was wrapped up by his throat, the muscles tightened as he began to take over, slowly swallowing me deeper into the gurgling depths of his body. He made the process even more sensual by squeezing my ass and running his hands along my thighs as they disappeared behind his lips.

After going over budget on my home renovations, I somehow had to tell the intimidatingly tall and bulky man in charge that I couldn’t pay him for his past week of work. He grumbled in frustration when I told him, scratching his head as he thought about how to deal with the situation. The silence was eventually broken by a low rumble coming from his large belly, followed by an unusually friendly smile.

“It’s alright pal, I think we can work something out. Here’s the deal: you sit in my stomach for a few hours, and I’ll consider everything paid.” It was an unexpected offer, but I didn’t really feel like I had the choice. As soon as I said yes, the man gave me no time to change my mind, aggressively grabbing the collar of my shirt and tearing it off me before clasping his rough hands around my waist. I nearly thought this was about to turn into a sexual favour of some kind before he opened his mouth, wide enough to fit my head inside and seal away with a powerful gulp.

I could feel my skin getting soaked in drool while he worked my body deeper down his throat. I instinctively squirmed at the sensation of his tongue delving into every crevice of my body; I suppose he thought getting to savour my taste was part of the deal. Wanting to enjoy more of the raw flavour I had to offer, he removed all the clothing from my lower half and began to suck the rest of my naked body into his mouth. I was annoyed at first, but the way his tongue slithered along my shaft and cradled my balls felt embarrassingly good. Maybe I wouldn’t mind this after all…

A few more gulps brought my legs and feet down his gullet, making me curl up into a ball deep within his stomach. Even though his gut groaned and rumbled pretty loudly, I figured I should still be able to hear the noise of power tools buzzing through the thick layers of fat surrounding me. But the outside world seemed almost silent, and after ten minutes or so I could feel his stomach start to squeeze me tighter. When I asked why he hadn’t continued to work after swallowing me, I got a raunchy belch in response, followed by a chuckle as he slapped his bulging belly.

“It’s not like you’ll be enjoying this house anymore. I guess you didn’t realise a few hours in my gut would be turning you into mush, huh? See, I figured the least you could offer me for working so hard would be a decent lunch, and you sure were a nice big piece of meat…”

With the knowledge that he intended to treat me like no more than food, I began to struggle furiously within his gut. But my movements became more restricted as the fleshy walls closed in over time, slowly smothering me while his stomach grew warmer and wetter, preparing to deal with its contents. The man’s utility belt clattered to the ground as he dropped his shorts, taking hold of his own personal power tool to get even more pleasure out of his meal.

Just my luck that my car would break down in the middle of the night, miles away from home and with no sign of civilisation around. I sat there stressing about what to do, long enough for another car to finally drive past and notice my predicament. I nervously rolled my window down after he pulled over and walked towards my car, though it seemed he was friendly.

“You’re in some trouble here, aren’t you bud? I’ve got a spare room at my place, why don’t you come with me and we’ll call a mechanic in the morning?” Without much choice, I took the stranger’s offer and got in his car, which had enough light to finally see him a bit clearer. He was a little older than me, a tall and rugged man with a sizeable belly resting on his lap. I was too tired to have much conversation with him on the journey, ready to crash in bed as soon as we reached his house.

He guided me to a pretty small guest room, which was pitch black from the complete lack of windows until he switched the light on. Seemed a bit sketchy, but I was kinda glad that I wouldn’t be woken up as soon as the sun rose in a few hours. The stranger gave me a brief “Sleep well, bud” before he left me to get settled in. I don’t know exactly how long I managed to doze off for, but my sleep was eventually interrupted by what sounded like the door clicking shut after being reopened, followed by the gentle creak of a floorboard from within the room.

I called out softly to no response, assuming it must have been my imagination. But now I was awake I started to notice something else, an odd warmth and smell like someone’s breath that seemed to be growing stronger over time. It wasn’t until a wet tongue touched my face that I realised I really wasn’t alone, a hungry predator taking advantage of the darkness to feast on me before I could react.

Without any sight, all my senses were heightened. I could hear his moans and the squelch of his throat muscles contracting with every gulp, feel his warm insides enveloping my body as I was dragged deeper. He took a long time tasting my crotch, his tongue twisted around my shaft trying to tease some extra flavour out of me before swallowing my lower half. Struggling was no use in the tightness of his sweltering stomach, so once he’d sucked my toes past his greedy lips and taken his final gulp, I just had to sit there listening to his teasing and satisfied burps.

(ID: satr588)

Keith loved being full. There was no feeling that beat when his belly was digesting someone.

It always impressed him how he could melt down 200 pounds of man-meat into a couple extra pounds on his body, a little bit more muscle, and a lot of shit.

It was no different this time; He had been working on this one for about 3 days. This meal was almost done moving through him, and he could feel his body getting bigger. There was one problem...

Getting dressed when he was full was never easy.

His red flannel slid over his arms with no issue, though the new tightness in his biceps and shoulders told him he may need to go up a size soon.

He pulled the two sides of the shirt together to button, but they stopped about an inch apart. He did his best to squish his fat, but it was no use. The big man grunted, irritated, and dropped the ends of the shirt.

The denim pressed into his legs as he did his best to shimmy into his pants. With a bit of effort, they successfully slid over his butt. The seams were strained, but it was doable. As long as he didn't sit down...

Now came the biggest challenge; the front button. He flexed his abs, his belly squelching as it pressed inward. Wincing, he pulled the flaps together, closer, closer...

It was too tight. He exhaled, dropping his hands to his sides. His gut sloshed downward, and he moaned. A small groan emitted from inside him, and a belch worked its way up from the depths of the belly.

Urrrrp. He gave the gut a slap and sighed. Guess it was gonna be another day of sweatpants and hoodies.

Before he changed, though, he turned to his mirror and snapped a picture. He saved it to a folder filled with dozens of similar photos.

I never directly told him I had fantasies about being swallowed whole, but my favourite friend with benefits accidentally satisfied those cravings when he noticed how I reacted to him licking my face. It became a big part of our foreplay, having my face thoroughly explored by his tongue while I was pinned helplessly beneath his fat, heavy body. It grew more passionate each time, his lips wrapped around more and more of my face almost like he was learning to stretch them wider on purpose.

The day he managed to get his jaws around my whole head was a pleasant shock to us both. When he eventually pulled away and we locked eyes, I could tell from the grin on his face that he’d known my secret all along. He’d been taking the time to practice this, and from that point onwards my whole head was trapped and tasted within his drooling maw during each of our encounters. My shoulders were the last barrier to overcome, and when he was finally able to slip those past his lips, there’s was nothing stopping him from devouring me.

It took less than a minute to swallow me entirely, like my friend desperately wanted to claim the meal he’d been chasing for so long. But it felt much longer to me when I was focusing on the sensations of each part of my body being dragged inside of his own. His wet tongue sliding beneath my pits as he took in the flavour from my hairy chest. His saliva trickling down my hips before he sucked them deeper. His throat muscles massaging my throbbing cock as he gulped down my legs. And last but not least, the ticklish feeling of his hands pushing against the soles of my feet to finish me off.

He told me his biggest fear in life was to get eaten. He said he lived in a constant state of paranoia that someone or something would just sneak up behind him and gobble him up someday. I felt a little bad for him and decided against eating him.

That rude ass neighbour that was revving his truck by our window last night? Oh, dont worry about calling the HOA about it, i have a feeling he wont be causing any more problems...

Mason shook his gut, messing with the man trapped inside, and still contemplating whether or not he'd let the twink inside out, or just melt him on the spot and keep him...

Story Contains: Oral

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My four friends were planning to steal some honey from my neighbor’s farm. I felt bad because I liked the 2 old guys a lot. They were always super nice and usually gave my family some free produce from their farm. I decided to be a good person and phone them to warn them, hoping they would get caught and teach them a small lesson.

“Hello?” Marco answered the phone

“Hi Mr. Marco, Its James from next door.” I said

“Hello James. How are you?” He asked in his calm voice.

“Not too great Mr. Marco. I’ve got a bit of a problem.” I said

“Oh? Is there anything Robert and I can help you with?”

“Well I hope so. My friends are planning to steal some of your honey from your bee hives. I tried to tell them not to but they are set on it for some reason. I’m sorry Mr. Marco.” I almost cried

“Wow. That’s a big deal. Thank you for telling me. I will call the police.”

“Oh, please don’t do that. If they get arrested then it will be worse since they’re adults now. Can you catch them and just talk to them or something? Please?”

“Hmmm ok. Just for you because you are a nice young man to be turning your back on your friends.”

“They’re not really my friends, more like people I know.”

“Oh. Robert and I will have a nice punishment for them. Do you know when they are coming?”

“They said late tonight.” I said, relieved that Mr. Marco was being so cool about all this.

“Ok sounds good. Thank you, James.” Mr. Marco said as he hung up the phone.

I hung up my phone and hoped I made the right choice.

—-

I woke up early the next day to go help with Mr. Marco and Mr. Robert with some chores as a thank you for not calling the police. I walked up the road to their place in the early morning sunshine. I could see them from a ways away tending to their hives. As I got closer, Mr. Marco turned to me and waved, his mustache twitching slightly in the breeze. I waved back until I noticed something off. Mr. Marco’s belly was much larger than it normally was. In fact, it was huge. It hung between his unbutton shirt and shifted and moved with every movement he made.

“er…Hi Mr. Marco.” I said, staring at his belly

“Hello James. I wanted to thank you for warning us about your friends. We stopped them before they did too much damage.”

“Oh well that’s good.” I said. Just then Robert came out of the barn, sporting an even bigger belly than Marco.

“*Urp* Morning James. Thanks for the tip about last night.” He said, slapping his belly.

“Uh no problem Mr. Robert. What did you do with them by the way?”

Mr. Marco grinned and shook his belly, causing it to squirm and shift on his own. “Got em right here. Well two of em anyway, Robert got the other 2 in his pot.”

“They don’t stop squrmin either.” Mr. Robert said

I was stunned.

“Wait. You ate them?” I asked

“Yup.” Mr. Marco said. “Well, swallowed them really.”

“What? How?”

“Well I grabbed two of em and shoved both their heads in my mouth at the same time. Robert sat on the larger one while workin the other into his throat. I crammed both mine down in one go.”

“You shoulda seen him with four feet sticking out of his mouth.” Mr. Robert laughed

“Heh yeah. I used my moustache to tickle their feet. Makes em squirm a lot. I finished em off and helped cram the big one in.” Mr. Marco laughed

“Mmmm. Haven’t had a meal that size in years. He was a challenge to swallow but I got you down in my belly didn’t I?” Mr. Robert chuckled as he mocked the guys in his gut, causing moans and pleading to arise from inside. James could hear his friends begging to be let out.

“Are..are you going to let them out?” I asked nervously

“Hmm” Mr Marco turned to his husband. “We thought about it, but we would rather have a nice meal instead.”

“Oh please don’t digest them. They didn’t mean it.”

“Well it certainly sounded like they did. Besides they were cursing at you the whole time we were gulping em down. They knew it was you who ratted them out.” Mr. Robert said, rubbing his belly

“They did?” I was devastated.

“Mhm. If we let them out, I’m sure they wouldn’t take too kindly to you. Tell you what. We’re gonna digest em, they’ll be gone in a few hours if our previous meals is anything to go by. No evidence and nobody coming after you. Does that sound good to you?” Mr. Marco asked

“I guess so.” I felt bad for the guys but I guess they have to face the consequences.

“Good. Hey Robert.” Mr. Marco called over to Robert. “Digestin time!”

“Ugh Finally!” Mr. Robert put his tools down. “Alright boys. It’s been fun but its time.” He patted his belly and rapped on his chest. He braced himself and opened his mouth wide, letting go the biggest burp I have ever heard.

“UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRP”. It lasted for a good fifteen seconds. His belly shrunk a good foot or two and condensed down on his prey. I could see the outlines of my friends in his gut. They were barely moving as they fought for the last bit of air.

“HURRRRGHUURAHHH” Mr. Robert went as he flexed his abs as hard as he could. The forms of my friends slowly vanished as his belly shrunk some more and tightened up. Mr. Robert gave his belly a solid slap and pulled his shirt back down, covering most of his tight belly. 

“Ahhh there we go. Much more manageable.” Mr. Robert grinned. “You gonna do yours?” He asked

“Yeah. James come feel this.” Mr. Marco motioned for me to come over. I put my hands on his belly. I could feel the guys inside moving and shifting around.

“Ready?” Mr Marco asked. I nodded. He looked down at me and opened his moustache mouth wide. I peered inside and saw in his wet tongue rolling around leading to the back of throat.

“UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURP” I saw his throat open wide as I peered down as the last of my friend’s air came rushing out past my face. His throat was mesmerizing as it pulse in front of me, almost as if it was waiting. I moved my head in closer for a better look. I could feel his hot breath on my face. I looked around his roomy mouth. I wanted this.

“Can I?” I asked

He nodded. No words were spoken. I pushed my head into his mouth, my nose pushing at the back of his throat. He didn’t move or swallow. He wanted me to do all the work. I pushed into him further, my head sinking into his throat and my shoulders slipping inside his mouth. He leaned back slightly, causing my feet to leave the ground. I kicked around slightly trying to push myself in further until I felt Mr. Robert grasp my feet. He hoisted me up and pushed me in. My chest and waist slipped down his throat in seconds. Mr. Marco gulped hard and fast as more of me was stuffed down his throat. Finally, I felt him close his lips over my feet as he took the final gulp. I was forced into a tight dark chamber, trying to find room among my passed out friends in the old man’s belly. I was finally completely forced into his gut as I felt him pat his belly. Suddenly his belly condensed around me and all the air was sucked out. I closed my eyes and let it happen, giving myself completely to my neighbor.

—-

Marco swallowed the last of James, the last of the bulge slipping into his belly.

“Whew. I honestly didn’t think he’d go for it.” Marco chuckled, rubbing his belly.

“Neither did I. I’m a littler jealous. He looked delicious.” Robert laughed

“Oh he was. I wish I could do it again.”

“You gonna let him enjoy it or-”

“URRRRRRRRRP” Robert’s got his answer as Marco expelled the last of the air. “No I’m much too hungry for that. Besides, his friends are all passed out anyway.” Marco grinned. With a loud grunt, he flexed his abs hard, crushing the 3 guys in his belly into a tight ball, just like Robert’s gut. He felt James try to struggle as the last of the air had left him completely.