Swallowed Mid-Stream
I really shouldn’t have walked into his streaming room.
The second the door clicked shut behind me, he turned his head slightly, those white headphones still on, and gave me a hungry smirk that made my stomach drop.
“Perfect timing,” he muttered.
Before I could even back up, he reached behind himself, spread one of those massive, round cheeks, and flexed. His hole twitched obscenely, already slick and open.
“Wait— dude, what the fuck are you doing?!” I shouted, panic surging through me.
I tried to turn and run, but he was faster. He shoved the chair back slightly and slammed his heavy ass straight into my face. The heat and weight were overwhelming. I barely had time to scream before his hole stretched wide with a disgusting wet SCHLRRRP and swallowed my head in a single powerful motion.
“NO! STOP! LET ME OUT!” I screamed, but the sound was instantly muffled inside the crushing, sweltering tunnel of his ass. The walls were impossibly tight, rippling and squeezing around my skull like they were alive.
He let out a deep, satisfied groan and pushed back harder. I felt my shoulders forcibly shoved inside as his greedy ring stretched over them. I thrashed wildly, trying to pull my head back out, but every struggle only seemed to turn him on more.
“Fuck… keep fighting,” he moaned from outside, voice thick with pleasure. “Makes it feel so much better.”
I was panicking hard now. My arms flailed uselessly as he rocked his hips, working more of me inside. My chest disappeared between those heavy cheeks with a sickening GLRRK, followed by my stomach. The pressure was crushing. The heat was unbearable. Thick, slimy fluids coated my face and upper body as his guts pulled me deeper.
“PLEASE! I DON’T WANT THIS!” I begged, voice hoarse and muffled. “I’M NOT FOOD!”
He just laughed and reached back with one hand, grabbing my ass and shoving me in harder. My hips popped inside with a wet squelch. My cock was dragged along unwillingly, scraping against his tight inner walls as my legs kicked desperately outside the chair.
“No no no— STOP! Someone help me!!”
But no one was coming. He was streaming with his noise-canceling headphones on. The whole time he was casually swallowing me alive, his viewers probably just thought he was sitting there playing his game like normal.
With one final, powerful flex of his glutes, my kicking legs were sucked inside. My feet slipped past his hungry hole with a final shllluuuurp, sealing me completely inside his ass.
I was curled up tight in the boiling, pulsating depths of his guts, thrashing as hard as I could in the crushing darkness. The walls squeezed and kneaded me mercilessly from every angle, pulling me even deeper into his digestive system.
I could feel him settling comfortably back into his gaming chair, his body relaxing as he went back to clicking and typing like nothing had happened.
“Mmm… fuck, you’re a feisty one,” his voice rumbled around me. “Struggle all you want. You’re not coming out until you’re just a thick load of shit I’ll flush later.”
Every small shift of his body, every laugh, every little movement in that chair made his insides crush me tighter. The acids were already starting to tingle and burn against my skin. I kept fighting, screaming, crying… but it was useless.
Trapped deep inside this cocky gamer’s fat ass, slowly digesting while he played his games and chatted with his viewers like I was nothing more than a secret, squirming meal.
No one would ever know what happened to me.
