Greg woke up to the obnoxious sound of his digital alarm clock, but unlike most days were he would hit the snooze button with a sigh, and give himself five more minutes, the large man woke up with an excited smile as turned the alarm off.
"Welp, today's the day." Greg said while looking at his large empty stomach, which was already growling in starvation, eager to claim the meals it had been waiting for, for so so long.
Greg took one last look on the date on his alarm clock, he was certain of what day it was, but one could never be too sure, and it would be quite the embarrassment if he'd spent all this time waiting to have his special dinner the 'right way' only to mess up right at the end and indulge too early, just because he was overeager.
But as Greg expected he was right about the day's date.
August 8th, a very special day for Preds like him, and that year it was extra special.
"God, I've waited for this day for fucking ever." Greg said as he stroked his hard cock a few times, after only a few strokes, he was already leaking precum and Greg stopped himself. "Woof, I'm excited. But I can't blow my load just yet."
Greg gave himself one last little stroke, then put his underwear on and made his way downstairs to prepare for his long-awaited meal.
About four hours after waking up, did Greg here the door to his twin sons' bedroom open and they stepped out wearing nothing but their matching orange and blue undies.
"Finally," Greg whispered to himself. "About damn time, I was about to go in there and wake them up myself."
Both young men simultaneously walked down the stairs and into the living room to greet their father.
"Morning, Dad." The younger twin, Max, said while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"I'm kind of shocked you're here already, guess you had an easy hunt this morning?" Asked the older boy, Mark.
Greg shrugged, "Nah, didn't go hunting this morning."
The twins looked at each other and raised their eyebrows in surprise before looking back at their father.
"Uh Dad?" Mark started, "You do know what today is right?"
Greg laughed, "Of course, kiddos! How could I forget my boys' twenty-fifth birthday?"
"But Dad," Max said with an almost disappointed expression as he looked at Greg's empty belly. "It's your day as well you know? You usually have someone in there by now."
Greg grinned at his son, "Oh don't worry, I'm going to get my meal soon." Greg's belly let out a loud rumble to enunciate the point, which made Max blush like crazy, while Mark rolled his eyes, not sharing the same interest in their father's diet that his younger brother had.
"I just thought I'd spend time with you boys today." Greg said while motioning towards the big bulge in his underwear.
Now it was Mark's turn to blush as he saw his father's erection, "O-oh." He said with a rather perverted smile, "I'm already loving this birthday."
Greg chuckled. While Max loved his father's hunger and big hairy belly, Mark could never get enough of his daddy's dick, and was always eager to offer his holes to his father.
Greg's "special" relationship with his sons began around the time they turned twenty, when he accidentally walked in on his boys' "bonding" experience, and for the past half decade, the three family members had enjoyed each other's company, and now Greg was finally ready to share his ultimate fantasy with his boys.
"So, do you two want to take this upstairs?"
Both of his sons nodded, their eyes fixated on the parts of their father they were eager to play with.
Greg laughed, and rubbed his belly with one hand, while fondling his balls with the other, "Well then."
The big father manhandled both boys and carried them on each of his shoulders, which made them both a whimpering mess as he carried them back to his bedroom.
Once they were in his room Greg gently laid them on the bed. "Now then," Greg said while slipping off his briefs freeing his thick cock of it's prison, "Ready to play kiddos?"
Both boys nodded and Greg carefully repositioned both his boys before straddling them on the bed. He positioned Max so that the younger twin would be planted face first into his daddy's big belly, while Mark was stationed where he could easily access Greg's cock.
For the next thirty minutes the entire family moaned in pleasure and lust. Greg loved the attention that his boys were giving him, from the way Max rubbed, kissed, and nuzzled his greedy tank, to the lovely feeling of Mark's tongue lapping away at his throbbing member.
"God, I love you boys so much," Greg said in a gravelly tone.
as he slightly humped Mark's face and pressed his belly down a bit more on Max, getting happy little moans from both of his boys as he teased them. "If I didn't know better, I'd think it was my birthday."
As Greg spoke his big gut let out a long hungry growl, and the father began thinking of what he would do next. Which of his boys should he eat first? Max clearly loved his belly, and judging from conversations the two had had in the past, he clearly liked the idea of becoming part of his father's belly, meanwhile Mark was in the opposite position, although he found his daddy very hot, he didn't want to end up in his father's gut, so he would definitely put up more of a fight than Max would, which Greg would definitely enjoy.
Greg moaned loudly as he thought about how he wanted to do this. If he ate Mark first then Max would have a fully belly to rub and worship, not to mention his son loved it when Greg railed him while he had a full squirming belly, and Greg had a feeling that Max wouldn't mind hearing the terrified screams of his brother, in fact he'd probably be incredibly aroused by it, especially when Greg explained that they'd be reunited soon, plus Max would get to see the full process of his brother's digestion.
On the other hand, it could be pretty fun eating Max first. Although Mark wasn't into vore, he probably would still be very eager to play with his dad while little Max stewed away, after all he knew how eager Max was to be eaten by their father, and since Mark loved to please his brother, he would probably let Greg fuck him while little Max digested away then once they were done, Greg would send Mark where he belonged.
"Oooh fuck." Greg moaned, still debating how he wanted to do things. Thinking about what he was going to do to his boys was getting him close, he could feel his orgasm coming and placed both hands firmly on the bed so he could keep his balance as he humped away at little Mark's mouth.
"Here it comes kiddo!" Greg shouted as he roared with such ferocity that it rivaled a bear's, and came inside his older son's mouth. The father grinned when he could hear his son swallowing every drop of his father's seed. "Drink up kiddo," Greg said while wiggling his hips some, "I've been edging for the past few days thinking about this."
At the same time Greg's stomach let out a loud rumble and he could hear his younger son let out a happy moan, "Oh, Dad you sound so hungry." His son's voice was muffled as he spoke into the fat, but with enough focus Greg could make out what Max was saying. "Do you want a post sex meal?"
Greg grinned. He DID want a post sex meal; all that was left to decide who he was going to eat first.
Once Greg's orgasm had ceased, he carefully got off his boys and flopped down beside them on the bed. Both Max and Mark were quick to get up from where they were and each of them sat next to their father on different sides.
"Thanks Dad." Mark said as he licked his lips savoring the flavor of his father's seed. "That was the best way to start a birthday."
Max nodded as he laid his head on Greg's rumbling belly, "It was pretty fucking great." The younger twin then proceeded to lick his father's navel, getting some more lovely moans from Greg and gentle head pats from his father.
"And you two are the best sons I could have asked for...Fuck I could do that with you all over again."
All three men smiled at each other and Greg's stomach let out a long loud hungry grumble.
"Okay Dad," Mark said biting his lips, "I may not have the same interest as Max, but it sounds like you're really fucking hungry, why don't you go hunting?"
Max seemed to really like the suggestion, and his eyes lit up with excitement, "Yeah, and can I come along I'd love to come along. I'll even give you extra belly rubs, Please Daddy, please?"
Greg grinned and sat up and pressed both of his boys into his hairy midsection. Max was of course happy to be pressed against his father, while Mark seemed neutral to his current position.
As Greg's stomach let out a loud rumble, he pondered the question in his mind once more.
Who was he going to eat first? Mark? Or Max?
Greg's eyes bounced back and forth between his two boys as he considered who was going to down the hatch. Once he made up his mind he grinned wickedly.
"Y'know kiddos, Ya'll are right, I am starving."
Mark grinned, "Well you and Max have fun!"
Greg licked his lips as he looked at his eldest son, "Oh believe me," Greg pulled Mark closer to his mouth, and Mark looked incredibly confused by what was happening, "We will." Greg said as he opened his bearded mouth wide and began shoving Mark inside.
"Dad, Dad what are you- Oh! Ahhhmmmph!" Mark tried to shout, but his voice was incredibly muffled as his face was shoved inside of his father's mouth.
Greg moaned around his boy. Mark's flavor was amazing and the sweat that had built up from their earlier encounter had added so much to the already delicious taste.
The taste of his own son caused Greg's belly to rumble hungrily and Greg couldn't help but give into his stomach's desire and took a big gulp, sending his son's head down his throat.
While all of this was going on, Max wasn't even blinking as he watched what was going on. His father was swallowing his older twin brother, and it was the hottest thing he'd ever seen.
"W-wow." The younger twin muttered as he rubbed his dad's belly. If either of them was going to get eaten, Max had always thought it would be him, but the fact that it was Mark, was equally hot. Then again, with how big Greg's appetite could be, there was always the chance that after his father finished sending Mark down into the digestive tank, that it would be Max's turn to take the plunge, and Max wouldn't mind one bit.
Greg laughed as he felt Max worship his gurgling belly as he swallowed up more of Mark, bringing the young man's torso into his mouth, leaving only his waist and kicking legs outside his mouth. Greg also took this moment to slip off Mark's undies, even though he could easily digest the clothing, he wanted to enjoy his boys in their purest forms.
Greg enjoyed his son's flavor a bit more before going in for another gulp and sending his son further down his throat.
Mark was pretty deep inside of his dad's body now, and he was not thrilled about any of this, like his younger twin outside was. "Dad! Dad! Please, don't! It's Max that wants to be here, not me! Please spit me out!"
But clearly his pleas meant nothing to Greg, since immediately after the words were out of his mouth, Greg swallowed again, sending Mark further inside, but despite this the twenty-five-year-old didn't stop pleading.
"Dad please, please, I'll do whatever you want just please don't do this!"
Meanwhile on the outside, things were far more peaceful. Max was still worshiping his father's belly, as Greg gently stroked his son's hair. Most of Mark had been consumed by this point the only parts of his eldest son still outside were the boy's wiggling feet.
Greg had meant to take more time, but his son just tasted too damn good. Besides, he still had Max left, and given how easy of a meal the younger twin would be, Greg figured he could take his time with him.
This thought spurred Greg to go on and finish his meal, so he pushed Mark's feet in and with a thick-
Sent the remainder of his son sliding down his belly.
"Ahhhhh" Greg sighed as he enjoyed the blissful aftermath of what he just did. He looked down at Max, before grinning and letting out a big burp.
"BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRP."
Max was shivering at the sight, "N-nice one Dad."
Greg laughed, "Yeah it was huh?" It was then that Greg saw that Max was pitching a pretty big tent, "So'd you enjoy watching me gobble up your brother?"
Max couldn't even say anything in reply, simply nodding as he blushed intensely.
Greg let out another belch and shoved his son's face into his gut.
"Well get to rubbing kiddo! Your brother will be digesting away pretty fucking soon."
Max eagerly complied and worshiped the squirming mass in front of him. He kissed it several times and pressed down on the bulges that Mark was making.
Meanwhile inside the stomach, Mark was kicking furiously. He couldn't believe this was happening, Max was the one with the vore fetish, so why was HE the one inside their dad's gut?!
Mark was still crying out, but neither his brother nor his father were responding to his pleas. This wasn't a surprise to Mark though, even though he was pleading for freedom, he knew that his father wasn't going to let him out, once his had got a hold of a meal he always finished it.
As Mark struggled suddenly the stomach shifted around as Greg changed his position, which caused some of the stomach juices to splash onto Mark, creating a weird tingly sensation.
"Nice." Greg said as he finished lubing up his undevoured son's hole, "You ready kiddo?"
Max was in heaven, he could feel his brother's squirming on top of his back, and while part of him felt bad for Mark, he couldn't deny that this was quite hot.
"Yeah." Mark replied to his father's earlier question, "I'm ready, Dad."
And with no more words needed from either of them, Greg slowly penetrated his son. Although he'd fucked Max before, he still tried to be careful since he knew the boy preferred more gentle and loving sex, the son currently stewing inside his gut was the one that preferred the rough stuff.
"How does it feel, kiddo?"
Greg kissed his son on the cheek. "Good, I'm going to continue alright?"
Max moaned as he felt his dad go deeper inside his hole and arched his back up so he could get a better feel for his brother's frantic squirms as he was digested by their father.
For the next near hour, Greg pounded his son's ass, and his gut got to digesting his other one. During the entire process he could feel Max rubbing his back against his hairy dome as his older brother was digested above him.
It was even better than Greg had fantasized, he'd wanted to eat his boys for so many years, and now that one of them was actually inside his stomach, he couldn't believe how good it all felt...and once he and Max had their orgasm, he'd send his younger son down the hatch as well~
Meanwhile inside the stomach, Mark was beginning to panic even more.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck." The older twin said frantically as the digestive fluids were rapidly rising and he felt an extremely warm and tingly feeling over his entire body
It was happening he was being digested, his father was actually digesting him! "Dad! Please, I think you can still save me! Please cough me up! Max we can trade places, I know you've wanted Dad to eat you for a while now, this is your chance!"
Greg grinned, he had managed to hear his son's words, "Sorry kiddo!" Greg said between grunts, "But you know my motto. Food's food no exception."
Mark was mortified by his father's words, "Dad please, come on I'm your son! Aren't you going to miss me? Sure, you'll still have Max, but what about me. Who are you going to fuck when you're horny and have an empty stomach!?"
"Oh don't worry about me kiddo, I'm going to be just fine....Urrruurarp!" Greg grinned at the taste he got from the belch. "Besides there's one thing you're mistake about, Max is going to join you, once we're done fucking!"
Hearing what was in store for him, sent Max over the edge and he moaned loudly as his cock twitched and he shot multiple volleys of cum which landed on his Dad's sheets.
"Oooh, did you like that buddy?" Greg said teasingly, "That's right, once Daddy cums, it's your turn." Greg pulled out of his son gently, he had planned to cum inside of Max, but he had a different idea now.
Having felt his Dad pull out of him, Max turned around and looked up at his dad. "You're really going t-to?" He couldn't even finish the question from how excited he was.
Greg's stomach gurgled loudly as more of Mark was digested, and the big man let out another massive burp, though this time he didn't bother replenishing the air and Max listened to the sound of the stomach claiming his brother as the frantic struggles came to a very abrupt stop and the gurgling intensified.
Greg laughed at the sound of his son's demise, "Oh you were such a good boy, Mark, and an even better meal~" The large pred was now stroking himself faster as the digestion process continued, "Oh hear that Max? This is what Daddy's about to do to you, I know you've dreamed of this for quite a while, and it's finally going to happen bud."
Although he just came, Max was getting hard again from listening to his father's words. Max blushed profoundly as he replied to his dad, "Yes Dad I'm ready, please do it, I want to join my brother."
Greg grinned smugly as he stroked a bit faster, "C'mon kiddo you can do better, beg like you mean it."
Max bit his lips and began speaking rapidly, "Dad please, I need this, I need this so fucking bad! Ever since I found out you were a predator, I've wanted you to pack me away in their and make me your meal. Dad come on this is the reason I exist! I was born on vore day for crying out loud! I'm clearly meant to be your dinner! I want to digest just like Mark is, I want to join my brother as fat as on your big belly! Please Daddy, I need it!"
The way his son just pathetically begged to be devoured, sent Greg over the edge, and he unleashed his load all over Max.
For a minute the father and son just stared at each other, and the two just nodded silently and understood that it was time.
Max blushed as he looked longingly into his father's eyes, "I love you too, Daddy."
"Now last question head first or feet first?"
Max smiled at his dad's question, it was happening, this was finally happening.
"Feet first, I want to see you eat me."
Greg grinned at his son's answer, and backed up a bit and immediately got to work.
Lifting his son's legs off the bed, Greg gently shoved his son's feet inside his mouth and guided them to the back of his mouth. Greg moaned at his son's flavor.
"Oh god..." Max muttered as he watched his Dad eat him. "This is better than anything I've dreamed of, Dad please keep going, I want you to make me completely yours~"
Greg chuckled around his son's legs as they slid inside. He didn't get to eat prey feet first often, so he loved hearing his son continue to beg as he descended to his new home.
Although Greg intended to savor his second son, the same thing that had happened to him while he ate Mark happened again. The feeling of consuming Max was just overpowering, and he needed to have the boy completely inside, and just rapidly started swallowing.
Not long after, the only part of Max hanging outside his father's mouth was Max's head. "Oh...Dad." Max said as he looked into his Dad's eyes one last time. "Do it, Dad. Make me yours."
That was all Greg needed to hear. With two powerful gulps, Greg pulled his son inside his mouth with the first one, and then finished him off with the second one.
Greg felt Max slide down just like his brother did and when he felt his willing meal land in the stomach, some of the air shifted around in him and it all came out in a massive-
"BWUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!"
Max grinned when he heard the belch, and looked at the meaty soup he had landed in. "I'm here."
Shortly after he said that there was a Plop sound next to Max and he saw his brother's skull pop up next to him. The young man laughed at the sight that most would be horrified by, "Hey bro, looks like Dad took care of you pretty fast huh?"
Max felt a tingling sensation all over his body, because he entered second, his father's digestive system was already quite active, so he would start melting much faster than his brother did.
"Dad." Max cried out, "I don't know if you can hear me, but thank you so much, I'm so happy I could be your meal. I love you so much."
Greg grinned. "I'm glad to hear that kiddo, you and your brother are some of the best things I've eaten. I guess ya'll weren't kidding when you said my cooking was pretty damn good!"
Max laughed at the tease, then focused his energy on rubbing the stomach walls.
For the next thirty minutes, Greg stroked himself as he enjoyed the internal massage his son gave him, but by the time he was close to cumming for a third time he felt Max's movements coming to a slow, before they stopped altogether.
As his stomach let out another loud gurgle, Greg finally let loose and sprayed his spunk all over the bed.
The room smelled of sex and musk, he would definitely need to wash the sheets.
"But I can do that later." Greg said to himself as he lied down and let out another gargantuan belch.
"BHHHHHHHUUUUURRRRARRRP!"
Greg slapped his stomach as he heard some of Max's bones snap, and the form of his youngest son collapsed from the intensity of Greg's stomach.
"Just sink in there kiddo."
Greg slapped his stomach and laughed again, "Welp I hope you kiddos had fun, cause I sure did. Happy BHURRRARRP-DAY!"
That night, Greg relaxed on the living room couch, half watching a movie that he and his sons used to watch together.
Greg's sons were pretty far into digestion by this point, all of their bones that survived Greg's intense digestive system, had already been belched back up by their father, which he kept in an empty plastic container. Everything that Greg hadn't belched up had been thoroughly turned into chyme that was now going through his intestines.
"I have to say," Greg said with a happy smile as he spoke to the bone filled container, "I'm glad both your skulls survived, I've been thinking they'd make good decorations for quite a while now, I was thinking about turning your room into a guest room, and using your bones as decoration. What do you boys think?"
Amusingly enough, Greg's stomach let out a long loud gurgle, like Max and Mark were trying to tell him something even after being digested, which gave Greg a good chuckle.
"Ha! I knew you'd understand, Max! Your bones will make an excellent decoration for the guest room!"
Greg's stomach gurgle again and he let out a little burp, and tenderly rubbed his stomach. "Ahhhhhh, it's crazy to think, twenty-five years ago, you two came into this world, and now," Greg shook his stomach and a loud sloshing noise came from within, "You two are finally right where I've wanted you ever since you became adults."
Greg's stomach then let out a loud grumble, almost like it was arguing with him.
"Ah, Mark." Greg said in a sadistic, yet somehow fatherly, tone, "I know you didn't want this, but it's like your brother said," Greg paused to let out another deep belch, "Ya'll were born on vore day, so ya'll were clearly meant to be eaten. If I didn't eat you, I'm sure someone would have, so aren't ya'll glad you got eaten by your Daddy? I know I am!"
At that moment Greg's cell phone got a notification and when he checked what it said he laughed, "See this is what I mean, John just messaged me and do you want to know what he just said?"
Even though neither Mark or Max was capable of hearing him right now, Greg read the text message out loud.
"'Well Greg, just thought I'd like you to know, I've finally decided how I'm going to get my revenge. Since you ate my son, I'm going to eat your boys, and if I'm not mistaken, they're currently working at the local burger joint right? Well just thought you'd like to know I just pulled in to the driveway, best call them and tell them your goodbyes, old friend. Cause I'm about to have the best vore day of my life.' Holy shit can you two believe this?" Greg said with sadistic glee, before pointing his camera at Mark's and Max's skulls and took a picture and sent it to John while also typing a message that said,
"Heh, I told the boys to stay home with me today."
It didn't take long for Greg to get a response, his phone immediately started ringing, but Greg ignored it, just tossed his phone to the side. He wanted to enjoy every moment of Mark and Max's digestion.
Greg let out another belch as he felt more of the meaty soup that was his sons break slosh around inside him as he continued to rub his big hairy belly.
"Ahhhhh" Greg sighed, "This day has been so much fun kiddos, and just think the fun has only just begun for us." The large man patted his belly as he spoke, "I mean think of all the vacations we can go on now! I only have to buy for one now, so that certainly eases up the budget, not to mention all that cash you were saving for college, Mark! And I know Max gave you a huge bonus, since, well...we know he was never meant for college!"
As Greg talked to himself, he couldn't help but notice his gut looked slightly bigger already, "Damn kiddos, I can't wait to see what happens when I finish processing ya'll! And to think you were worried, about me, Mark! With how sexy you two are going to make me, I'm not going to have any trouble finding holes to plunder! Though, I highly doubt I'm going to have any long-lasting relationships, I mean, when I see a good looking guy, you know how hard it gets to resist my appetite! Besides, you'd have to be pretty fucked up to actually want to commit to a relationship with a bastard like me~"
Greg laid back and decided to take a little nap, as he heard some notifications sound on his phone. He figured it was probably John, still pissed that Greg got to Mark and Max first, but he'd rub the salt in that wound later. For now though, Greg wanted to enjoy resting his boys off.
