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Shower Snack

Hey! Here's a much shorter story than usual, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. Flood my inbox with what you'd like to see next! Until next time

Having just finished his final lecture for his busiest day, Gavin was pretty lethargic as he tumbled onto his bed, backpack and all. As an RA for the freshman-only dorm on campus, he thankfully was allowed a single room, and to make it even better, he wasn’t on duty today, meaning he could get to sleep early and relax after a heavy-duty day filled with homework and classes. As a junior in college, Gavin had to almost exclusively take major requirements, which were interesting for sure, but they were extremely unforgiving and intense. It was all he could do to get back to his room and shower each night.

Speaking of, Gavin yanked off his backpack and grabbed his shower caddy and a pair of pajama pants, ready to go take a shower. Walking down the hall, the RA groaned, hearing water running before he even got to the bathroom door. He hated taking showers with other guys right next to him. Sure, there was a big concrete wall and a flimsy cream curtain to protect each guy’s privacy, but that hardly ever seemed like enough, especially when you could hear your neighbors lathering up with their body wash. Still though, Gavin grimaced and opened the door.

Turning the corner into the shower area of the tiny and grungy dorm-bathroom, Gavin rolled his eyes. All four of the showers (a laughably small amount, even when considering the tiny population of the dorm) were being used. The RA grumbled something under his breath before turning around walking away, ready to come back in twenty minutes when hopefully another shower opened up. Just as he was about to exit the bathroom, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Specifically, he noted how flat his stomach looked. Gavin hadn’t had dinner yet.

The hunk’s eyebags were concerning, and his patience was honestly quite thin. That, coupled with a sudden spark of hunger Gavin felt made for a predictable formula for disaster for one of the showering residents. Marching right back around, Gavin strutted towards his favorite shower at the far end of the room and began to strip, unbeknownst to the freshman currently showering behind the curtain. Setting his shower caddy down quietly, Gavin peeked into the stall and saw Carter: a handsome and tiny redhead slathering body wash over his slim, lithe body. Gavin licked his lips.

With a growling stomach and a propensity for being bold, the RA yanked aside the shower curtain and clamped his hand over Carter’s mouth, silencing the student in a preemptive manner against his protest. The junior easily eclipsed the freshman, making him the perfect meal for the hungry RA—Carter would slip easily down his throat like a snake swallowing a mouse. A mixture of fear and concern enveloped Carter’s big, green eyes, making Gavin’s stomach growl once more, this time loud enough for everyone in the bathroom to hear it.

With the water rushing, Gavin wasted no time in unhinging his jaw, opening up wide enough to engulf Carter’s head. Gavin tried to suppress a groan, sliding his tongue along Carter’s face and neck in salacious voracity. The blonde hunk wrapped his arms and legs around Carter, mimicking the way a constrictor would apprehend its prey. A pair of plump and plush lips sucked over the prey, guzzling up his narrow shoulders with dizzying greed.

Gavin’s throat bulged out with Carter’s head getting squished inside by its tight, wet walls. The four simultaneous showers overshadowed the gulping noises Gavin made as Carter’s chest got shoveled up into the greedy gullet. He could hear Carter crying out for help from within his throat, but his muscular body muffled the noise as Gavin forced Carter deeper into esophagus. 

The trickling water helped lubricate his meal, and Gavin was able to efficiently slurp up the rest of Carter’s torso with alarming rapidity and horrifying greed. Gavin’s stomach started bulging out, making him look bloated at first, then his skin continued stretching, accommodating what looked like a third trimester pregnancy. Still though, Gavin hungrily slurped up Carter’s dick and ass, noting with a sinister pleasure that Carter’s cock was at full mast. The tiny freshman seemed to be unwillingly aroused by this, which was definitely a first. Using his tongue to pump and suck on Carter’s dick, the salty taste of premature cum flooded his mouth, making Gavin swallow with deep, deliberate enjoyment in Carter’s humiliation.

The man’s skinny legs were the only things Gavin had left to slurp up, and unceremoniously, the junior used his throat to coax the last remaining bit of Carter to his now obscenely bloated belly. Tilting his head back, Gavin let Carter’s feet slip down his throat and round out the swell of his belly into an almost perfect spherical shape, aside from the occasional punch or thrash that Carter made whilst struggling in there. Looking down between the pillows of his hairy chest, Gavin let out a manly groan and rubbed big circles around his fuzzy gut. He couldn’t make too much noise, as the other showering residents would’ve definitely known something was up, but his belly started happily gurgling, making plenty of contented sounds as it began to knead and tenderize Carter’s body, preparing him for digestion.

As he felt the youth settle down in the core of his belly, Gavin began showering as if nothing had happened. His mountain of a belly gave him practically zero room to move around the shower stall, so he remained in a fixed position, rubbing in his cedar-scented shampoo and conditioner through his hair. Big sudsy globs of soap fell onto Gavin’s belly, to which the junior happily rubbed in, letting his stomach get some much needed attention as Carter shouted for mercy and help from within. In response, the RA just patted his resident-filled gut and continued lathering up his body in soap, washing away the stress and tiredness that the day had built up around him.

One difficulty the predator faced was suppressing the belches that his belly begged to be released. Gavin couldn’t really let them out with other guys so close to him, as his stomach constantly gurgling and churning was already suspicious enough, so he held them in as best he could. The problem arose, however, that the gas and pressure of those unreleased burps he built up made his gut painfully tight. Grimacing, the college hunk rubbed his taut belly in a feeble attempt to quiet it. For such a little guy, Carter really could put up a fight.

Eventually, the urge to belch subsided as Gavin took deep breaths and finished cleaning up. The creaky handle turned, shutting the water off, and Gavin grabbed his towel from outside the curtain, drying himself off, taking extra care to rub his gut in the process. Going through the motions, Gavin equipped his pajama pants, forgoing a shirt, as nothing would be able to fit over his Carter-filled belly, and he walked back to his room. Nobody in the showers seemed to have caught a glimpse of him as far as he could tell, and only one guy out in the hallway saw his enormous gut swaying back and forth and gurgling like it had never eaten a meal in its life. Gavin gave a small smirk at the guy, and he quickly backed away and retreated into his room, not wanting to engage with Gavin and his apparently insatiable appetite. That was fine by him, as Carter had been a pretty satisfying meal anyway.

Falling onto the plush covers of his bed, Gavin’s belly sloshed violently. The college student rubbed slow circles over the tight swell and moaned in appreciation, “Fuck, Carter—URRRRRPPPPP—you filled me up so good. Who would’ve thought you were so delicious. And you feel so good in there—UUURRRRPPPPPP.”

Now the belches were coming out in deep, lazy barrages of gluttony. Somewhere along the lines, Carter had stopped moving, and Gavin was taken aback by how quickly his stomach got to work on him. He knew the little guy wouldn’t have that much fight in him, but his belly had knocked him out so fast he barely even got the opportunity to struggle. As digestive juices filled his stomach chamber and his stomach lining started kneading Carter into nutrients, Gavin laid back with his hands behind his head, watching his belly slowly work Carter down into nothing but a soup of bones and fuel.

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Gavin’s last belch brought up a bright white skull, gleaming with the evidence of a digested Carter. Gavin chuckled, picking it up and wiping away the juices it was soaked in. “Wow, little bro. You didn’t even try to escape your fate. Respect.”

Hefting himself up off his bed, Gavin deposited the skull on a shelf that he kept to commemorate his meals. Six other skulls already sat there, too recently placed to have collected any dust. With Carter’s skull taking its place among Gavin’s other victims, the predator stood back to admire the work his gut had done on all of these guys he’s swallowed up.

“Shit,” Gavin chortled, “we gotta get a handle on our appetite,” he spoke to his gut, which growled in response. “It’s only the second week of school, and look how much damage we’ve done. Ah well,” the nonchalant pred yawned, “that’s a problem for future me.”

Gavin stretched, yawned, patted his belly, and plopped himself back onto his bed, watching his stomach hypnotically as Carter slowly melted away, getting absorbed by Gavin’s body. As the ball-belly shrank, Gavin slowly drifted to sleep, letting the gurgles and churns lull the predatory man into a contented slumber, restoring his energy for hopefully another meal tomorrow.

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“A Stranger Comes O-VORE”

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Blue Collar Belly

Hey all! Sorry for being MIA for a bit, but I'm back and certainly haven't forgotten about any of you. I wrote this short story for a close friend, but I ended up wanting to post it here, too. As always, requests and asks are welcome! Enjoy~

With the job of “safety-man,” Jacob didn’t have a lot to do, but that didn’t mean his task wasn’t important. Him and the crew had been working on this construction site amidst the breezy spring months, and the time was finally upon them where they could listen to the first notes of the cicadas buzzing in the outstretched hand of summer. As all of the guys shifted positions each day, Jacob was stuck with potentially the most boring of them all—holding the ladder steady while someone else did the foundations and construction part of the job.

The position wasn’t all bad, though, as Jacob was able to daydream in Wonderland whilst he coworkers did all of the hard, albeit interesting, work.It was about midday and his senior by about twelve years—John—was at the top of the ladder, working on some lighting issue in the house they were contracted in. As a fresh guy out of high school, the relaxed and carefree Jacob hadn’t been paying much attention to the task at hand, rather looking out a nearby window and thinking about an upcoming vacation he had with his family. 

His mind had in fact drifted so far from the ladder that he didn’t notice his grip slowly lessen on the ladder. What’s worse, John started losing his balance without the stability Jacob provided. So, one thing led to another, and a tiny slip caused John to come crashing down—right on top of Jacob

The loud noise snapped Jacob back to attention; he looked up and opened his mouth to shout at John, when both guys went toppling onto the hardwood floor. Somewhat dazed, Jacob tried getting up, but the bulky weight of John prevented that. Then, another feeling clouded the forefront of his brain—something was in his mouth. As a blue-collar boy, Jacob had been raised to eat what was given to him, no matter the flavor. So, an involuntary reaction caused him to swallow hard. When the thing in his mouth wan’t all the way down his throat, Jacob swallowed again, feeling John shift slightly above him.

“Woah, woah! The fuck are you doin’, kid?” John tried to get up, but he seemed to be stopped by something.

Jacob wanted to speak, but the meaty flavor in his mouth was getting in the way, so his body started gulping faster, trying to devour whatever he had managed to fit in his maw so he could answer his superior. One final gulp sent the entirety of John’s hairy arm down his throat, and Jacob finally realized what he had been doing. Someway, somehow, Jacob had engulfed the entirety of John’s forearm and hefty bicep and shoulder into his mouth. What’s worse, he couldn’t stop himself. Be it his body’s involuntary reaction or the habits he had grown up with, Jacob’s lips stretched apart inhumanly far, allowing John’s head to fall into his gullet, caressed by his spongy and desperate tongue. Instinctually, Jacob put both hands on his coworker-turned-meal and began to push him deeper down his throat. For some reason, John tasted delicious, and he didn’t want to stop. His body’s urges took control, and he slurped down the senior’s shoulders and chest with alarming haste and frightening ease. Jacob felt his stomach slowly expand to encompass John’s arm into his stomach chamber, followed by his head and shoulders. He didn’t know how he was doing this, but he couldn’t stop himself even if he wanted to. His body gulped and slurped and swallowed and sucked without any of Jacob’s own input. John’s legs were slurped down like noodles, without any apparent difficulty on Jacob’s part. His belly, which had ripped his shirt open when he was at John’s waist, wobbled and made disgusting, grotesque gurgling noises as John settled inside his gut.

“Oh my—UUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPP—fuck. I’m—BBBBBWWWWAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP—so sorry bro—sir! I don’t even,” Jacob marveled at what had just happened. He didn’t even think about doing…this. His body just swallowed his coworker for him, and what’s worse, it felt really good. Jacob rubbed a calloused hand over his spherical belly and felt it jostle with the living person trapped inside.

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A neon green construction vest and orange hard hat ejected out of Jacob’s mouth like a canon. Where John was, he wouldn’t really be needing these any more. Gingerly, Jacob stood up (which was still quite difficult, as he had to carry around the extra weight of his coworker) and gingerly made his way over to the company truck, opting to take his lunch break, even though he had just had quite a big lunch. He wanted to apologize to John, but hey, now that John’s spot was open, Jacob might get a pretty nice promotion. Plus, Jacob was the youngest on the crew, so it was about time that someone threw him a bone—he just didn’t expect it to be a whole skeleton. 

Inside the gurgling belly, John could faintly hear the unzipping of Jacob’s lunch box. How the hell could this kid think to eat at a time like this? He could already feel the digestive juices pouring into the stomach chamber, and his skin started tingling. Worse yet, his breathable oxygen was already faint with the worker’s immense and crass belches he let out. For Jacob to be enjoying his lunch like nothing ever happened felt like the ultimate insult. With what little strength John could muster, he began pounding at the fleshy walls of Jacob’s belly, trying fervently to escape.

“Easy now, big guy. UUUURRRPPPPP,” Jacob belched out the side of his mouth, leaking even more oxygen for John. “Look man, I was taught never to turn down a free meal, and it sucks, but that’s just the way life goes. Just let my belly take care of you, and I’ll handle the rest,” Jacob smirked before biting into a peanut butter jelly sandwich his mom had made him that morning. Something told him that this John wasn’t going to be the only guy squirming around in his belly that day.

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P.S. if you made it this far--Freddie's Feat pt. 3 is going to be my next story, so keep your eyes peeled for that coming soon! ;)

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Dad’s pred phase is short-lived

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Nobody VORES like big daddy

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Settle down, you fighty snack! No matter how hard you try to resist, all you're going to do is make this process longer for yourself. Ever since I saw your tasty body strolling through the gym showers, you were already a goner. And believe me, once I set my sights on a target, there's no way they can escape. Many have entered my stomach but none have been able to get away from being crushed by my abs.

Gosh, are you really still trying to fight your already settled fate? Nowadays this preys don't know when to give up.Well, if you're not going to stop, I can only enjoy this moment, after all, feeling how you move inside me makes me think that if you can resist so much, it's because you have plenty of energy in your body that, when I digest you, it will be all mine. Aaaah, I can't wait for that to happen.

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It’s all over now. Down the hatch.

Big daddy’s snack.

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Does Big Daddy do vore? Yes 🔥

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It was immensely fun to squeeze this guy’s round, pudgy belly while I straddled him. The more playful I got with his body, the harder he would thrust into me, almost like he was rewarding me for being so intimate with his body. I thought the collar he was wearing would also be a extra source of pleasure, but he gave me a warning when I began to tug on it that he was wearing it ‘for my own good’.

It’s wasn’t until we flipped things around and had him worshipping my feet that I found out exactly what he meant by that. He kneeled at the bottom of his bed, lapping up every bit of flavour he could find around my sweaty soles and between my toes. His mouthwork became more intense and passionate until he somehow managed to fit both of my feet completely inside his mouth. At first I was surprised that this was even possible, but my mind was quickly taken over by arousal at the sensation of his wet tongue massaging them and coating them with his warm saliva.

Then I heard a sudden snap as his collar broke open, loosened by my earlier teasing. Little did I know, the one thing holding back his urges was now gone, and he was already in the perfect position to indulge in his desires. With a powerful gulp, he swallowed my legs and began licking them just as thoroughly as when he serviced my feet, which made it clear that his enjoyment had been from tasting a potential meal this whole time.

I panicked and tried to struggle free, but his hunger was far stronger than me. His tight, pulsating throat worked my body deeper inside his own, vibrating with each moan of shameless pleasure as he consumed me. I was completely overwhelmed when he reached my head, feeling his hot breath pour over my face while his tongue circled around my neck and savoured my nervous sweat. He took a few more gulps to suck my arms past his lips, sighing as the bulge in his throat disappeared into the depths of his gurgling gut.

After locking the collar back around his neck, even if I was able to somehow wriggle free from his stomach’s grasp, his throat would no longer stretch open to allow me back the way I came. The stuffed predator burped loudly and patted his huge belly, satisfied with his meal and revelling in my realisation that I was completely trapped.

“Hey, I did warn you not to mess with the collar. It was the only thing stopping you from becoming my tasty snack, and now there’s *urp* no escape. Enjoy getting turned into more fat for the next guy to play with…”

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Ben was a mutual friend of my partner, who I only ever met when all three of us decided to do something together. He’s the type I assumed would never want to spend time alone with me based on how different we were; a masculine, extroverted hunk wouldn’t want to be seen with my shy, scrawny self.

When my partner went away on a work trip, I plucked up the courage to ask Ben if he wanted to hang out. To my surprise, he invited me over immediately, and seemed quite eager for us to spend some time alone. It was even more evident how comfortable he was when he answered the door, shamelessly shirtless with his rippling muscles and bloated abs on show.

After Ben led me inside, he insisted I get more comfortable by stripping off myself. I was a little nervous, but I’d have done anything he told me if it meant a chance to spend some time with him. I took off everything besides my boxers and threw them aside, but before I could sit down and relax, he ran over and grabbed hold of my waist all of a sudden. He shot me a cheeky smirk before opening his mouth and releasing a raunchy belch right in my face, which was only the beginning of what he had planned for me.

Ben’s mouth remained wide open and dripping with saliva as he brought it even closer, slowly engulfing my head before gulping it down his throat. I discovered that his internal muscles were just as powerful as the ones I could see from outside his body, forcing me through his gullet and into his hot, gurgling tank. His tongue explored my body thoroughly while he swallowed me, and when the moment came to finish me off, he grinned and tickled my toes as they slipped past his lips.

I could hear Ben laughing as he watched his full gut barely squirming, his abs holding me so tightly that I didn’t have enough room to put up any fight. He couldn’t help but tease me while his stomach dealt with me like it would with any other meal.

“You’re such a moron, you really thought I wanted to hang with a loser like you? Nah, I just wanted a chance to finally eat you without your boyfriend finding out what happened to you!”

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My boyfriend started off as a fat, hairy slacker with no love for fitness. But a few months ago he decided to kick his health into gear, and start his transformation into a proper muscle-bear. He’s made a lot of progress already, shown by how thick and solid his arms and chest have become.

He recently suggested I could help him turn his exercise routine up a notch, but the method was a little questionable. He thought that swallowing me and adding my weight to his body would make his training more intense, and help him build muscle even faster. It took some convincing, but I eventually agreed to give his idea a try.

He carefully took my hands and inserted them into his mouth, using his tongue to lube up my arms with saliva as he sucked them down his throat. He intended to make my slippery slide through his gullet as gentle as possible, trying not to swallow too hard as he guided my body into his warm, slimy stomach. However, all that effort went to waste once I was securely inside him.

The experience of being trapped in a tight, sweltering cavern of flesh for a couple of hours was much rougher than I anticipated. I was continuously crushed by his stomach whenever it flexed along with the rest of his muscles as he performed lifts and squats. In addition, I was shaken around in his warm, sticky stomach juices while he carried out his cardio routine.

As awful as it seemed, I decided to tolerate this treatment and regularly helped my partner whenever he wanted to push himself further. After all, the stronger he got, the easier it became to throw me around the bedroom!

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I’ve never seen anyone eat more in one sitting than the guy I just went on a dinner date with. Our waiter looked just as shocked as I was each time they brought over a dish, only for the big, hungry beast sat across from me to order another to be prepared while he devoured his current serving. The delivery seemed to slow down after the fourth or fifth course, probably so that they could actually deal with other customers.

I looked behind me for a few seconds to search for the waiter, but in that brief moment I heard the creak of a chair being dragged across the ground, as though my date had just stood up. I turned back to see him lunge at me across the table, pulling me towards his wide open mouth. He practically tossed me down his dark, gaping throat, devouring half of my body in a single motion. With just a few strained gulps to polish off my lower half, the hungry beast packed me away into his stomach to satiate his hunger, just in time for his next plate to arrive.

The waiter probably assumed I’d ditched to avoid splitting the extortionate bill, so he didn’t think anything of my sudden disappearance. As the greedy man shovelled more into his mouth, I gradually became surrounded until I couldn’t move a muscle, trapped in the centre of a dense mound of wet, chewed-up food. He rubbed his round, solid gut when he was finally full, groaning due to both strain and satisfaction as he left the restaurant.

“What a meal… I really *urp* stuffed myself this time.” While I remained deep inside this predator’s gut on his way home, I surprisingly became able to squirm around a little more as time went on. However this wasn’t a good sign, as it was only because the food around me was slowly dissolving and melting into a thick soup, something I knew would happen to my body soon enough.

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Although I’ve been in an open relationship for a while, I still prefer to wait until my partner vacates our flat so I can have fun in privacy. I took advantage while he was out drinking with some colleagues one night, and invited this hung handsome, stud to sort out my needs.

We stripped off started making out as soon as he arrived, and although I enjoyed how our tongues entwined with each other, there was a moment where I accidentally swallowed something that slipped from his mouth. I just assumed it was a piece of gum and ignored it, but didn’t realise that I’d been tricked into ingesting something that started to transform my body.

I rapidly shrank down until I was a little shorter than his 9-inch rod swinging above me, which I was soon about to be much more closely acquainted with. The now comparatively giant man snatched me from the ground and held me against his erection, rubbing my body against his musky skin while he stroked it. After playing with me like this for a while, he eventually raised me above his cock and slipped my feet into his leaking slit, staring down at me imposingly as he made a cruel demand.

“Make sure you squirm for me, it makes this way more fun…” He stuffed my legs deeper inside him, sighing as he savoured the feeling of his shaft getting stretched. Regardless of him asking me to, I thrashed around in panic trying to escape the tight grip of his cock, but only aided my descent into his body. By the time my upper body was sliding past his slimy head, he didn’t need to hold onto me anymore, allowing the natural throbbing of his erection to essentially swallow the rest of me like a hungry python.

In that exact moment, my boyfriend burst into the room having returned early from his trip. His jaw dropped in shock as he watched the bulge I made in the other man’s shaft slide downwards, making his balls swell as I filled them up. I couldn’t hear whatever words he shouted at the stranger, but I could just about tell how my captor replied. “If you want to be reunited, you’d better suck him out of me.”

What followed was the much louder moaning and gagging noises from just outside my musky prison, my partner working hard to earn my release. I could feel the man’s balls squeeze me tighter as his body grew tense from the stimulation, ready to blow his load at any moment. Although I trusted that my boyfriend would try to catch me in his mouth, the man in the more dominant position had other plans.

As my tiny form came flowing alongside his thick load, he slammed his massive cock down my partner’s throat, forcing him to swallow everything that came out of him. Sliding through his gullet was a lot more comfortable than my last experience, but having simply exchanged my warm, sticky enclosure for a more spacious one, my situation was no better than before. He didn’t seem to care about the fact he’d left us both terrified, knowing that my boyfriend was about to unwillingly digest me.

“What? I said I’d reunite you, and now you’ll be closer than ever. You’re welcome.”