( - Kinky unsavory and possibly triggering 18+ stuff below in short story format, you've been warned - graphic vore content )
A bratty, chubby goth girl sees me, a skinny effeminate pretty boy, just minding my own business and texting my friends. After deciding she wants to keep me as a pet, she slaps my phone away and fastens a gag in my mouth. My muffled protests and weak attempts to fight her off are simply shooed away as she ties me up, claps my new collar on a little too tight, and hoists me up to haul me off to my new home. The few onlookers seem too nervous or disinterested to intervene and simply let her have me.
We get back to her messy room, and she starts settling me into my new life. After realizing that I do nothing but whine and beg her to let me go home, she decides that the gag is more or less a permanent feature and reminds me that I am home now, and I won't be leaving. A few days pass, spent mostly in a large cage. I'm not allowed clothes or personal belongings, but I'm being taken care of in essential ways.
Still, my new owner isn't very nice. She teases me constantly, bites me, scratches me, and belches in my face. She sits on me frequently, crushing my small body and nearly suffocating my face under her sopping wet pussy. My ass is constantly red from all of the spanking, and I have a few bruises from the rough play. She finds it humorous when I cry and even seems to like the flavor of my sweat and tears.
It's impossible to betray my near constant arousal from the rough treatment. My cock is aching for release, but she constantly and enthusiastically denies me.
After about a week, her demeanor gets even darker. One afternoon, she has me kneel, binds my wrists and ankles, and starts gently teasing the tip of my erection. My heart starts to race as I feel she is finally going to bring me to a long earned release, but true fear sets in as her true intentions become clear. Grabbing my shoulders, she licks across my face, then moans as she smacks her lips.
I'm told that I've been a good toy and an even better boy-pet. It's the last thing I'm told. Pushing my whole head through her lips and jaws, the fat goth begins consuming me. Whole. Freaking out, I lash out and begin flailing in a panic, but there's little I can do in my bondage.
Taking her time, my body is savored with every bite and gulp. Her teeth occasionally sink into me as she chomps down, making me yelp into my gag as I'm marred with possessive teeth marks. As if being suddenly snatched off the street and captured as her pet wasn't devastating enough, the thought of being reduced to a meal for my bratty "owner" is too much to bear. I break down in tears, shouting and yelling into the muffling abyss of my gag and her gullet.
All the while, fear and arousal compell my stiff cock to ache and throb, and where not long before I was excited at the prospect, now I try desperately not to cum, knowing it will render me even more helpless and fully unable to resist this horrific demise. My waist is gulped into her neck, and I feel my pulsing member rubbing against her chin.
My eyes go wide, and I yell in pain as my ass is smacked with a full open hand. My pathetic resistance crumbles at once. Uncontrollably, my cum begins to spurt all down the plump girl's cleavage and bare stomach. I convulse, shaking with gutteral sobs and a bone rending orgasm that rocks me to my core. Then I'm finished. My body goes limp, save for my whimpering and trembling.
Before my pulsing member can even squeeze out the last drops of my virility, the goth sucks hard and slurps my lower half into her throat. A few more greedy, ravenous gulps determine my fate as her tongue curls around my feet, and her jaws snap shut. The girl finishes her meal with a final, salivating swallpw before releasing a monstrous belch and wiping spittle from her lips.
Wet darkness overwhelms me as I'm forced into a much more terrible prison. The belly of the goth is huge, but still, my body is crumpled into a tight ball. I cry out, feeling the acrid, stinking air of her innards burning at my nose and eyes. A small bubbling pool of bile and acids laps painfully at my skin, eager to melt away my tender flesh.
My mind breaks as I struggle to comprehend my dire circumstance. I struggle and fight with everything, every ounce of strength I have left, determined to force the cruel bitch to vomit me back into the world of the living! In response, another long, wet burp causes her stomach to tighten around me and end my meaningless protest. Bouncing on her heels, the chubby woman sloshes her full gut up and down, fully soaking my naked body in her digestive fluids.
There's nothing I can do to save myself, yet still I struggle as my senses are overwhelmed entirely by the rough churning of her gut muscles, the pounding of her heart, and the squelching of her belly and intestines preparing to process 150 lbs. of raw, live meat.
Eventually, I die. Suffocated, crushed, and partially digested, I can no longer cling to my small and feeble life, as it vanishes all at once. Another belch as the chubby girl slaps her gut, lazily watching YouTube while naked on her sofa. Internally, her guts are hard at work. Larger parts of my body are broken apart. My tear stained, pretty little face is unrecognizable on my now floating head as flesh is worked down into a nutritious slurry. Some of my smaller bones are dissolved. After a few hours, what is left of me is truly a grotesque mess of remains.
The mass of my slurred meat and bones is unceremoniously emptied into the pudgy goth's small intestine. Slowly, excruciatingly, my former vessel is processed for her nutrients, squeezing and snakeing its way through her entire intestinal tract. Just one week ago, I was texting my friends to make plans, looking forward to my future. Yawning, the plump girl cluthes her gut as it lets out a terrible gurgle. She belaboredly gets up off her sofa, called by the sudden and urgent need to use the restroom.
The strain is rough and, at times, painful. Her asshole gapes wide with effort as portions of my skeleton are squeezed out of her fat ass and expelled, their purpose fully served. My nutritious body has flattened up her belly and breasts, and whatever couldn't be claimed is simply being shat back out.
After disposing of an incredible amount of waste, the goth laughs as she spots my skull and a few other intact bones and tattered metal bits of my collar floating in the mess. Fishing them out and cleaning them off, the woman looks into the empty eye sockets of what was once my head.
She remembers my handsome face looking startled as she forcibly claimed me as her newest pet. More memories of the fun times she had abusing me for pleasure blend into the savory memory of devouring my body, and cleaning volumes of my sticky cum off of her chest and stomach. With a giggle, she casually tosses my bones into a large chest in the corner of her room where they clatter against an unknown amount of other human skeletal remains, then returns to her crater on the sofa to flip through a few more videos before bed.
