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Marcus enjoys the blissful feeling of turning his boyfriend into a pile of pudge and bones in his belly. Full version includes swallowing, digestion and weight gain.

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I’m married, Alex thought, heart fluttering... To him.

Derek was a predator, ruthless, hungry, Alex had seen him in action before... and still he said I do. Having a pred for a husband will be safer, he told himself numerous times, he’ll keep the others away, no one would dare touch what’s his.

Derek carried him through the room without a word and laid Alex gently on the bed. Alex smiled up at him, still half-laughing under his breath. “You really carried me all the way here, you're so romantic.” Derek smiled with genuine fondness. He leaned over Alex, undressing and then caging him with his thick arms, “Told you I’d take care of you.”

Alex prepared himself for a night full of passion with his husband, as they kissed tenderly, he reached up, fingers sliding into the thick beard, then lower, running his fingers across Derek's warm hairy body, until reaching his belly. Derek’s eyes darkened, he inhaled deeply, scenting Alex’s cologne, the kiss got deeper, more desperate, they panted heavily once they separated, a string of saliva connecting their mouths, not a single word until Derek's stomach gave a low, hungry grrrrrlll.

Alex felt it against his palm, he laughed softly, “Hungry already? We just had dinner.”

“Mmmm” Derek’s voice had dropped an octave, he leaned closer to Alex, whispering into his ear, “Different kind of hungry.”

The tone made Alex’s heart stutter and he went still, “D-Derek…?”

Derek looked directly into his eyes, the fondness was still there, but there was something else... hunger... possessiveness. He grabbed Alex by the neck with both hands. “You thought marrying me meant you’d be safe from every other pred out there, didn't you?” he murmured, “That I’d scare them all away and keep you all to myself” his thumb brushed Alex’s lower lip, “Well... you were right about that last part.”

Alex’s smile faltered as chills went down his spine, “Y-You’re joking.”

Derek’s answer was a slow shake of the head as his stomach growled again, louder, impatient. Glllorrrrp…

Alex tried to push Derek back and free himself from his grip, he could feel the steady thump of the bigger man’s heart getting quicker and eager, “D-Derek, come on... we’re married, you don’t… you wouldn’t... d-don't you love me?”

“I would, and i do love you.” Derek’s voice was gentle, “Been thinking about it since we met, i needed to make you mine in every way that mattered, keeping every other pred away so no one else would ever get a taste”, he leaned in and pressed a deep, slow kiss to Alex’s mouth, soft, thorough, loving. When he pulled back, a thin strand of saliva connected them for a second, “I’m the one who gets to keep you forever... You're mine.”

Alex’s trembled and struggled, “Derek... please...”

“Shh” Derek nuzzled the side of his face, “I’ll make it good and slow, you won’t feel anything but my love.”

Alex’s voice cracked, “I-I don’t want to die...”

“You’re not dying, you’re becoming part of me” Derek’s stomach let out another deep, hungry bwwwooorrp, he licked his lips, “Now be a good boy for me baby... let me taste my husband.”

Alex tried to twist away, but Derek’s arms were iron, his terrified whimpers were cut short as Derek's mouth closed over his head, the interior of his mouth was hot, wet and tight. Derek’s tongue dragged slowly across Alex’s head tasting the faint salt of nervous sweat and the residual cologne, Derek hummed in pleasure, the sound vibrating straight through Alex’s skull.

Alex’s hands scrambled against Derek’s chest, fingers tangled in thick chest hair, he kicked weakly. Derek only groaned around the mouthful and pulled him deeper with a long, wet GULP. The bulge appeared in Derek’s throat immediately, the clear outline of Alex’s terrified face pushing the thick column of muscle outward, the shape slid lower with each deliberate gulp, stretching the skin of his neck in a slow, obscene wave. Alex’s shoulders followed, forced inward by the rhythmic constriction, Derek tilted his head back as he let gravity help him claim his husband.

Gluuuulk… Schlrrp… Glllk

Alex’s muffled cries vibrated against the inside of Derek’s throat. The predator’s eyes half lidded in pure satisfaction, he could feel every shape and every frantic little kick that only helped force the rest of the body deeper. The bulge traveled steadily downward, Derek’s hand stroked his throat, feeling the shape of his husband move under the skin. When the last of Alex’s feet disappeared past his lips, Derek sealed them with a soft, wet sound and swallowed hard one final time, GUUULP.

The long, continuous bulge slid the rest of the way down, passing through the tight ring of the lower esophagus, then dropped heavily into the waiting stomach with a thick BLORGLE, Derek’s belly ballooned outward, the previously flat, muscular abdomen rounding into a heavy, taut sphere, the outline of curled limbs and a tucked head pressed visibly against the stretched skin for several long seconds before the stomach walls began to settle around their new cargo.

Derek panted heavily, eyes rolling back, he then tipped his head back against the pillow.

“BWWWOOOOUUUURRRRP…”

The belch was long, deep, and wet, a faint mist of Alex’s cologne escaped with it, Derek wiped his mouth with the back of one hand and looked down at the massive swell of his belly, he rested both hands on it, feeling the frantic, movements inside.

“There you go,” he murmured, voice thick with satisfaction, “Right where you belong.”

Alex’s muffled panicked voice rose from within, “Derek! please, let me out! I can’t... it’s so tight!”

“I know” Derek rubbed slow circles over the massive curve. “It’s supposed to be, you’re mine now, all of you.” He shifted lower on the bed, the heavy gut resting between his spread thighs as another thick belch rolled up.

“UUUURRRRAAAPH…”

The stomach walls tightened in answer, kneading, compressing, Alex’s struggles grew more frantic for a short time, sharp elbows, desperate pushing, then gradually weakened as the air inside grew thinner and hotter. Derek continued the slow, affectionate massage, occasionally lifting one hand to push back the visible imprint of a hand or the curve of Alex's head pressed against the inner wall.

“You’re getting quieter,” he observed after several minutes, “Good, save your strength, not that it’ll help.”

Glllorrrrp… bwooorrp…

The digestive process was already underway, warm, thick fluids filled the chamber, coating Alex, softening him, the rhythmic contractions grew stronger, rolling from top to bottom in slow, powerful waves, Derek sighed, eyelids heavy, one hand idly petting the shifting surface of his gut.

“Feels good... having you in there, knowing you’re not going anywhere... Ever.”

Alex was still fighting, even if his movements were weaker, “I loved you...”

“Don't be sad baby, here, let me show you how much i love you” Derek rolled onto his side and was now laying on all fours, the heavy belly hanging between his spread thighs. Then, with a low growl of intent, he began to rock his hips.

The first thrust was slow, his thick cock throbbing hard from the sheer satisfaction of having his husband digesting inside him, the motion made the enormous gut compress against the mattress. Inside, Alex felt the sudden, crushing squeeze as the stomach walls closed in on him.

“Nngh... Derek... stop!” Alex’s voice was muffled, strained and weak.

Derek only grinned and thrust harder.

He set a deliberate grinding rhythm, hips rolling, cock slamming against Alex's shape, the full weight of his belly slamming down with every downward push, the impact was wet and heavy, Squelch… thump… glrrk… Each time the gut hit the mattress, Alex was folded tighter, ribs creaking, limbs forced into awkward angles, the stomach churned in answer, with thick digestive fluids sloshing loudly around the struggling body.

“Feel that?” Derek panted, voice rough, he braced his forearms onto the mattress and kept humping, slow and powerful, face contorted with pleasure, his belly compressed, rebounded and compressed again “That’s me loving you, fucking you into slurry, my love.”

Alex’s reply was a choked shriek that vibrated through the gut wall. Derek felt the shape of Alex's ass press hard against his cock, he grinded gently, feeling it for a second, “Oh baby... you sure know how to make your husband feel good...” it wasn't long before the next crushing motion, the predator’s eyes half-lidded in pure, dominant bliss, he could feel every frantic twitch, every desperate attempt to brace against the walls, only for the next roll of his hips to grind that meat like a living press.

Gluuuurch… GRRRRLLLLNCH…

The next part of the story includes the rest of Derek humping and breaking Alex down into slurry and bones, as well as the slow pleasurable digestion of this cute husband + weight gain.

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