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Just had lunch and I’m already hungry for dinner
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Here piggy piggy piggy.
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Did someone say another shake will help me get bigger !?🐷
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The Dawn
I stirred in my bed, groaning, tired, exhausted. I looked around for my companion who was not next to me when I woke up. I struggled to sit up bit, I was so full I couldn't even budge myself. So I lied there in bed, staring out the window at the orange and red sunrise peeking over the hillside at the distance. I thought to myself, "I couldn't imagine a more passionate night in all my years of living." So I laid my head back on my pillow, contemplating to myself how I ended up where I was. It started with me taking a risk. A risk that I've never felt comfortable taking, until last night. I finally had grown tired of the way I did or didn't meet people, so I ventured out into town. Now I normally feel like an outcast when I go into public. The great observer of humanity, is sometimes how I title myself in my head...because it sometimes feels like that when I'm around dozens of people. "Where do I fit in all this chaos?" is often a question I'd hear in my mind. So I end up sitting at the bar, quietly nursing some concoction that I ask the bartender to create for me (cause I never know what to order). And there, I talk to the bar tenders, to the occasional patron as they walk up for their drinks for their crowd, then spin around and gaze out at the sea of people blurred with swaths of color and smoke and and basking in seas of musical chaos.
One night when I was people-watching and small-talking it up, a man came up to me, and, without any attempt to be bashful about it, gave me the up and down. "Can I help you?" I asked...a tad indignant but, quickly composed myself back up and said "Hello." The gentleman was about 6'5", 240 lbs of moosle and gut, arms the size of Small Tree trunks, and a chest with nipples that could cut diamonds. He asked me if we could get a table where we might be better acquainted. Intrigued by the fact that any man would talk to me, let alone ask me to join him, had peeked my interest, so I ventured off with him til we found a table to sit and chat. "So handsome, you come around here often?" he broke the ice with. "A few times a month, just to gaze at the scenery. It's kinda what I do.”
He scooted towards me in the booth, drawing close. His hand reached around my back, his fingers digging into the muscles around my spine, invoking a subtle moan of pleasure. I decided at that point to let go a bit of my inhibitions and to let him take me where he wanted to go with that night. He scooted even closer to me, and whispered in my ear. “Why don’t you let me take you back to my place, where we might…bask in each other’s passion?” Then he lightly nipped my ear lobe and sucked a bit. Let’s just say that my groin when from a comfortable semi to a very painful thick bulge and I was lost in his intensity. We scooted out quickly, pushing past the incoming patrons and we crawled into his car and hastily scooted towards his place. Throughout the 45 minute drive, his hands kept finding spots to drive me nuts and in a strange way, they kept me pacified and very aroused.
After pulling up to his penthouse, we scurried up into the elevator, and up to the 20th floor, then was rushed out into the hall till we reached his place. I was in a state of numbness and excited sexual frenzy at this point, not really knowing how to feel, but only knowing that I was feeling very excited. He gave me the 5-cent tour, and he sat me down on the couch. It was a gorgeous, firm, but soft leather couch. The room was large, with a reddish brown oval throw rug in the middle, a sharp-edged square-shaped coffee table, and several end tables around the living room. The lamps were deep red with dim lightbulbs giving the space a romantic low-light setting. This gorgeous, sexy, assertive man, scooted between my legs and proceeded to rub my chest and belly. Normally I’m a rather reserved person, but, the thought of someone attending to my needs for once was so overwhelming that I just laid back in the couch and moaned in delight. His hands groped my chest, my belly, my sides…then his hand reached around my heck, rubbing the muscles at the base of my skull, then his fingers tilled the thick curly mop on my head, digging lightly into my scalp. Never had I felt such immense passion and was at this point, ready to let him do whatever he wanted. His face came forward, and his hands ran my shirt up off my body and over my head, leaving my naked torso exposed to the cool climate of his penthouse, causing my nipples to firm and harden. He wasted no time in lightly pinching them while his lips kissed my little soft belly. My dick was throbbing so hard it could impale a marble statue. He of course noticed, heaved me up in his arms, and with me wrapped up, guided me to the bedroom where, he laid me down flat, he stripped off all but his boxers, and proceeded to crawl up on me. He began exploring every spot on my body. Sometimes I giggled when he found a ticklish spot (like those are hard to find on me.) and other times he invoked a moan or a squirm. I didn’t know what to say except that I was in the most intense state of bliss I’ve ever felt in my life.
After about an hour of this treatment, I was so relaxed and excited that I didn’t even notice that he had snuck my hands into a pair of leather cuffs which, much to his compliment, were fur-lined…but firm. They were very comfortable. I regained some composure and inquired, “What’s going’ on sir? Did your kinky side come out to play?” Oh handsome, you are beyond adorable and sexy…but, I also have a few needs that I need to satisfy, so, I want to show it to you.” He grinned at the thought, but, I wasn’t sure what to think. He locked my ankles to this bed too, leaving me totally immobilized. He then left the room briefly, and returned with what appeared to be a tray of brownies. “What’s this?” I asked, even more confused. “This is my kink, my sexy sir. I want you, but I also want you filled out a bit more too.” I was taken back a bit. “You…you want me…fatter?” I stammered. “It’s not just a matter of making you fatter, it’s about making you want it too.” And with that, he stuffed my mouth with one of his warm brownies, and I must say it was quite good. Nothing like my mom used to make. Hers were ok, but these were divine. He didn’t force it all into me, but he did feed it to me. I didn’t resist at first because, I mean what’s a brownie. His mouth lowered to my throbbing dick, which was straining my boxer-briefs, and proceeded to tease it with his tongue. I moaned at the shock of feeling a hot tongue gliding against my cock. While I was moaning, another brownie found it’s way in my mouth. I ate what I could without hands but, he quickly fixed the treat and guided it the rest of the way. Between each brownie, this incredible, sensual, intense man, fed me 12 brownies, and brought me almost to orgasm 3 times. Suffice to say that I was starting to hurt and beg to get off. This professional edger and teaser knew he had me. He crawled up on me, his heavy body pressing down on my full belly, and he said in a mischevious voice, “So, you ready for me to drain that throbbing member down there?” I looked at him in this desperate, puppy dog face and just nodded. He pulled up another tray, but this one had a fresh oozing pizza. He guided a few pieces into me, his greasy fingers keeping my dick at the ready and I ate as much as I could. I was so bloated and gorged I couldn’t barely move. At about the 5th piece, I was at my limit. I started resisting cause I didn’t think I could eat any more. So he set the tray down, and he started teasing my nipples. Oh he’s good, he knew exactly which buttons to push. His mouth went down on my cock slowly going up and down, my head throwing back in ecstasy and my breath quickening as I got closer and closer to climax. But just as I was about to bust my nut, he stopped…and pulled the pizza pan back up. “So, I know you’re close, but…I’m not so inclined to give you that happy ending if you don’t finish this pizza up.” Incredibly hot and unable to process what just happened, I just opened up and gave in, and he forced each and every slice into me. I was so full I had no means of even looking down. All I saw was this mound obscuring my eyes from what lay past it. He rubbed my belly and tried to relax me, but, then his magic started up again, and he proceeded to start teasing my nipples again. This sent shockwaves to my dick which had already left a nice little puddle of pre on my groin. He took his hand and glided up and down my shaft till he summoned an orgasm with the force of which I’ve never felt, and I proceeded to erupt 9 times, 5 of them projectile shots which landed all over my upper torso. In the shock and intensity of the orgasm, I passed out almost immediately.
When I awoke, he wasn’t there, but my hands were still bound, though they were looser so I could pull my arms in a bit more. And I lay there contemplating how I ended up where I was. His name is Shawn, and he burst back in the room, reflecting some of the orange and red glow from the sunrise, holding another of those dreaded trays…and asked only one thing: “Hungry?”
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Zombi-Bears (gummi-Bears)
This was a challenge given to me by a friend on Facebook...I think I win! "Create a theme for Zombi-bears."
If The Walking Dead met Gummi-Bears!
Gnashing and Trudging and Fateful and Gnarly, Contagious and Scary with stories that scare. All through the forest they moan out in chorus, drudging along as their cries fill the air. ZOMBI BEARS, POUNCING HERE AND THERE AND EVERYWHERE, Morbid-ventures that's beyond compare, they are the ZOMBI BEARS!
Death walking mystery, are part of their history, along with the secret of zombi-gummi ooze. Their legend is growing, so lose
hope in knowing they'll eat and devour wherever you are. ZOMBI BEARS, POUNCING HERE AND THERE AND EVERYWHERE, Morbid-ventures that's beyond compare, they are the zombi bears. THEY ARE THE ZOMBI BEARS!
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Lost in Lust
You feel me grab you from behind, my arm wrapped around your torso, my other arm beside you. I reach for food sitting next to us, and bring it to your mouth, I whisper in your ear, "Eat for me, and I shall please you." I rub your belly as you open wide. You don't resist, you just give in, and let it happen. The food is sweet and bready, your body tingles at being worshipped. I sit you down on the floor and continue to worship and feed your body. You can't resist. My mouth kisses your neck, my hand grazes your groin making you hard and horny. My other hand continues to feed
you...you're lost in lust and can't stop. You eat and eat til all the food is in your belly. You can't sit up any more, you lean back, and my hand starts to jerk your thick hardon...getting faster and faster...then stopping when you're at the edge. "You're not done yet, fat boy."
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Seducing you
You would feel my lips kissing your belly as you squirmed, likely incorporating the sensation into your dream. I kiss all over your body pleasuring you and coaxing you awake. You smell something...I'm holding a donut hole under your nose. Yes you want to wake up for me, so you can eat. My sexy pig wants to feel pleasure, feel full, feel adored and worshipped. My mouth moves all over you, looking for spots to extract moans from, til you finally rise, and see me, then open and aggressively eat the donut. I reach for another, and another, til the box is gone. Good boy, you've earned
your reward >:)
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