safehaven4me2

[safehaven4me2]

Chester looked up with wide eyes, standing on the giant man’s hand. He was only a few centimeters tall now, and his heart was beating fast.

“You serious, Chester?” the huge man said with a loud, rough voice, frowning. “You really want me to eat you? You know I’ll digest you, right? There’s no going back.”

“Yes! I’ve always dreamed of this!” Chester shouted with excitement, though his voice shook a little. “I want to be part of you!”

The giant raised an eyebrow and laughed.

“You’re out of your damn mind,” he said, shaking his head. “You’re really begging to be my snack? That’s just pathetic.”

He licked his lips slowly and rubbed his big, hairy belly with the other hand.

“Well then… guess I’m doing the world a favor,” he said with a grin, bringing Chester closer to his mouth. His huge tongue came out and ran over Chester’s tiny body, wet and hot.

Chester shivered but didn’t pull away.

“See you inside!” he yelled as the giant’s mouth closed around him, covering him in darkness.

The man chuckled as Chester moved around on his tongue.

“What an idiot,” he muttered, tilting his head back and swallowing hard.

Chester slid down fast, deep into the giant’s throat, and landed in the hot, wet space of his stomach. It was tight, loud, and full of gurgling sounds.

“You actually tasted alright,” the man said, patting his belly as he felt Chester moving inside. “Hope you’re enjoying it in there, dumbass.”

Chester felt the stomach squeeze around him, slowly starting to digest him — just like he had wanted. He smiled weakly and whispered, “Thank you.”

The giant burped loudly.

“Uuurrrrp!” The sound echoed through the room. He smirked as the movement inside his belly started to fade.

“Stupid little guy,” he said with a laugh. “Now you really are part of me. Forever.”

[safehaven4me2]

Look at this goddamn belly. I really thought I could finally lose some weight. I was going to the gym like a total idiot, eating vegetable crap instead of steaks and fries, and I didn’t even touch any beer. Things were actually going pretty good until that little bastard pissed me off. The kid literally poured chocolate sauce all over himself just to make me angry. Who the hell does something like that when I’m starving?

I only wanted to scare him a bit, you know, teach the little shit a lesson. So I came up with this genius idea—I’d swallow him just as a joke. But of course, the little brat got stuck in my throat and went all the way down. I thought to myself, “Okay, I’ll just wait a while and spit him out later. He’ll learn his lesson.” But damn it, I fell asleep like a complete fool!

Now you can see the results—look at this huge, fat pile of meat that used to be my belly. The kid’s long gone by now, digested just like some greasy hamburger. He pisses me off even when he’s already gone, the little punk. I guess that’s just my fate, to be a fat pig who can’t control himself.

Oh shit! Looks like the kid finally wants out—but trust me, he’s not gonna look the same as yesterday. I better hurry to the toilet before I cause a disaster worse than Armageddon. This brat was always good at stirring shit up, and now he’s literally turned into it. Karma’s a bitch, kid!

[safehaven4me2]

The giant smiled wide, looking down at you. You were small, weak, just a tiny 20-year-old boy trembling in the shadow of his huge belly.

“I’ve been hungry all day,” he said with a deep, rough voice, licking his lips. “And you… you’re just perfect.”

Before you could beg or run, his giant hand grabbed you tightly and lifted you up. His huge face came closer, and he slowly opened his mouth, showing the dark, wet space inside.

“You won’t even fill me,” he grinned.

He pushed you into his mouth. His warm, wet tongue moved under you, rolling you around, tasting you slowly like a sweet snack. You struggled, but it didn’t matter. He was just playing with you. Then, with a loud gulp, he swallowed.

You slid down his throat, squeezed from all sides, falling deeper into darkness. After a moment, you landed inside his hot, tight stomach. It was wet, smelly, and already starting to burn your skin. You hit the soft walls, trying to fight, but they only squeezed you harder.

Outside, the giant rubbed his belly and let out a happy sigh.

“Oh, come on,” he laughed. “Is that all you’ve got? Weak little snack.”

He felt your weak punches, slower and slower, until they finally stopped.

Then he laughed loud, shaking with joy.

“Already done? That was quick. Boring, but tasty,” he said with a cruel smile. “Well then… see you tomorrow morning. I’ll be on the toilet — and you’ll be what’s left of dinner!”

He slapped his belly one more time and leaned back, full and satisfied. Inside, you were gone — just part of him now.

[safehaven4me2]

You were so tiny, so curled up… you slipped in without even a fight. Barely even felt you. But now? Now you’re working. Squirming, twitching, throbbing inside me… massaging my prostate like a good little toy. I can feel every shake, every pathetic spasm — like you’re trying to bury yourself even deeper. Good. Keep writhing, keep pushing, give me everything you’ve got. Because this is just the beginning. You’re still whole. You’re still fighting. But give it a few hours… and you’ll start to melt. Slowly. Helplessly. Until there’s nothing left of you but a warm, sticky mess inside me. And then? You won’t be you anymore. You’ll be mine.

[safehaven4me2]

“The Hero They Deserved”

It was supposed to be a simple camping trip. As the designated high school field trip driver, I just had to get them to the woods, make sure no one got lost, and wait for the weekend to end.

But the bear came at midnight.

They were all asleep in their tents, clueless, helpless. I had no time to think. No weapons. Just instinct. So I did the unthinkable: I opened my mouth… and swallowed them whole.

One by one.

All 26 of them.

It was the only way to keep them safe.

Morning came. The forest was calm again. I sat by the fire, belly round like a small planet, feeling their little movements inside—muffled complaints, probably. But then I remembered how they laughed at me. Mocked my snacks. Called me “Mr. Jellyroll.”

So I made a decision.

They were too arrogant to let out. Too smug. Too… tasty.

Now I sit here, warm by the flames, rubbing my belly with quiet satisfaction, as nature takes its course.

They’ll be digested… eventually.

And I? I’m a hero.

Kind of.

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When you remember that you swallowed your son, but it’s too late because the poor guy has stopped moving, you sit back and boast about what you’ve done. You look at your hands that were gripping him so tightly just a while ago. There’s no turning back now. Your son, whom you always considered a freeloader, has finally been useful for something. You think sarcastically about his constant laziness and whining that annoyed you. But now, resting somewhere in your stomach, he finally brings real benefits. “Finally, he’s good for something,” you mutter with satisfaction, a bitter smile on your face. You swallowed him, digested him, and frankly, you feel good about it. A deep, contented breath expels any last traces of guilt. After all, it’s just another day, and you’ve gained more than you’ve lost.

[safehaven4me2]

Burp… “Help! Let me out!”

“No way, you’re gonna get digested like any other snack. I love it when you squirm and whine.”

Gurgle, gurgle… “It’s burning! It hurts!”

“Keep it up, I like hearing that. You’re stuck, buddy, end of the line!”

Rumble, rumble… “Please, stop! I can’t handle this!”

“Your begging makes this even more fun for me. You’re not getting out, you’re just food now!”

[safehaven4me2]

Hey, son, how’s it feel in the old man’s gut? Told you it wouldn’t be any fairy tale. Starting to burn yet? Not as cozy as you thought, huh? Ha! You’re squirming around like a worm, and I’m loving it. Thought this would be a joyride, that you could just pop out when you’ve had enough? Nope, kiddo, doesn’t work like that. I warned you — once you end up in my guts, there’s no way out. No exits here, just a one-way trip down old man’s belly lane.

Keep wriggling, it’s entertaining for me. Nice digestion workout. And you know what? You’re not alone in there. You’ve got company — leftovers from my lunch. Maybe you’ll make friends before I digest you completely. And thinking about you softening up in my stomach juices actually makes me chuckle. Remember, every meal ends up in the toilet eventually — you’ll have that journey too, hehe.

Wouldn’t be squirming if I hadn’t told you what’s coming, but hey… sometimes you gotta taste reality. Thanks for the extra padding, son, you’ll be sticking around on my belly. Daddy’s got things to do now.

[safehaven4me2]

This was supposed to be just a fun meetup. When this guy answered my ad, I was excited for something a bit unusual. We met up after he finished work on the farm, and he liked that his natural smell didn’t bother me.

Him: “I’ll feed you first, then you feed me.”

His idea sounded cool, so I agreed right away. As soon as I took his load, I suddenly started to feel weird. I began shrinking quickly.

Me (confused and then scared): “What’s happening? Why am I getting smaller?”

Him (laughing and enjoying what was happening): “This will make our time together even more fun.”

In just a few seconds, I got so small that he could easily pick me up and bring me close to his face. Looking up at him from my tiny size, I felt scared but also a bit amazed.

Him: “Now, you are going to feed me, just like I promised.”

Before I could think more about it, his big hands grabbed me and I was in his mouth. His tongue moved me deeper and I slid down toward his throat.

Soon, I was in his stomach. It was tight and uncomfortable, and the walls of his stomach squeezed around me. As the stomach juices started to burn my skin, I began to struggle, trying to move in the cramped, harsh environment.

All I could hear above me was his laughter and the sound of him patting his belly, clearly amused by my predicament. Locked inside, all I could do was fight a losing battle, surrounded by the dark and the sound of his mocking joy.

[safehaven4me2]

I was eating pizza with my Uncle when he came up with the idea that he could swallow me. We joked about it, but then we decided to make a bet: he would swallow me just for a moment and then let me go. We agreed, half-seriously, half-jokingly.

Uncle told me to strip down to my underwear, claiming it would be easier that way. Before I had time to think, I was sitting in his mouth. His moist, hot tongue rolled me around a few times before decisively pushing me deeper into his throat. As I moved downward, I was enveloped by the darkness and dampness of his insides.

Uncle, after swallowing me, intended to lie down just for a moment, as per our bet. He contentedly climbed into his bed, saying he would just close his eyes for a moment and then let me out.

However, he always fell into a deep sleep after a big meal, and we forgot about that . Inside his stomach, it was stuffy and hot, and I felt the gastric juices slowly beginning to surround me. Soon, I began to feel a burning sensation as the stomach started its work. Uncle, sleepy after the “meal,” snored loudly, leaving me to fend for myself.

Lying in the darkness, I realized the mistake of our bet. Uncle always woke up only when it was time to go to the toilet , which usually meant the digestion was complete. My hopes of getting out there were dwindling with each minute as I felt my body slowly succumbing to the digestive process. What an ironic turn of events – a bet that was meant to be just a joke had become my nightmare.

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Can I try something? If you're in the v/ ore community here, please reblog?

No pressure to of course, but looking back so much of the community has broken apart or left and I'd just really like to see how many people are still around, if we can make anything from this.

[safehaven4me2]

I told my buddy to go get my old man because I was done with this place and wanted to go home. After a while, I see my dad coming, but he’s alone.

— Where’s my buddy? — I ask, kinda annoyed.

The old man just grinned and said:

— Don’t worry, he’s coming back with us.

Something felt off right away. I looked at his giant gut, and I swear, something moved inside. And then I knew. My buddy was coming back with us… just not the way I expected.

On the way home, I stayed quiet, trying to ignore how my dad’s belly bounced with every bump in the road. At some point, he turned to me with a smirk and said:

— Maybe one day I’ll show you where he is.

I wanted to jump out of the car, but I knew one thing—when we got home, he’d make me rub his massive belly again, complaining that something didn’t sit right.

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Today my son andrew, he pass from police academy. i come to his graduation this morning. when we are home, he said to me that he can escape from anything, he want me to do some experiment.

i tied him very tight and close his head then he said more tight. yeahhh, he is 20 years old and i think my belly is ready for him. then i tell him i will send him into the cage, he’s very happy. then i swallow his head slowly till his neck then his body whole with his feet . “gullkkkppppp”. yeahhhh he’s mine now. “burrapppppp”. he moving like crazy in my belly. yeahh his big enough, i love u andrew . muachh..

[safehaven4me2]

"You little shit, you thought you could talk back to me? That you could make a fool out of me? Well, guess what, now you're mine." He grabbed his son's leg with a cruel grin and shoved it into his throat.

"Dad, stop! Fucking stop! Please, don’t do this!" the boy screamed, struggling, but his other leg quickly followed the first.

"What’s the matter now? Begging already? Where’s that big mouth of yours now, huh?" he taunted, inch by inch swallowing his son, savoring every movement.

By the time he reached his hips, the boy was thrashing in full panic, his hands flailing wildly. "Keep going, fight, you little shit! I love it when they squirm!" he laughed, rubbing his growing belly, which was already shifting as it started to fill.

"Dad! Please! I’m sorry!" the boy’s voice was muffled now as his torso disappeared.

"Oh no, it’s too late for that. Now you’re exactly where you belong—inside me." One final, loud gulp, and his son was gone completely.

He slapped his grotesquely bloated belly, which wriggled violently as muffled sounds of struggle echoed from within. "Heh, now you’ve got plenty of time to think about your mistakes. By tomorrow, you’ll be nothing but shit, exactly where you belong." He laughed loudly, grabbing a beer and sinking into the couch, patting his pulsating belly with satisfaction.