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[anon-sect]

I just wanted to study abroad.. So there are some agents who said they can fulfill my wish. They promised me I could go to spain but I Couldn't understand what they meant and before I realized I was in complete darkness.

After a long time I realized I'm a cock of a spanish guy, Pedro. I tried to scream and escape but I just could strain. Seeing my futile tries and escape attempts he laughs and pats me saying he'll never let me go. Better get used to this. All I do now is stay in darkness, musk and he jerks me off at least 15 times a day. I cry but that's useless.

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[anon-sect]

Alex was at his wits end. Every attempt to study abroad ended up in failure. Each time he applied to the program, they would select another person to go. This was his tenth time trying and he was so frustrated about it. A week later, a friend told him to go see Mr. Jin. The guy had a reputation of successfully granting dream wishes and desires. He didn't know whether to believe it or not, but he saw it might be his best option. He got the location from his friend and said that he would go see him the next day.

Alex arrived at his appointment time at Mr. Jin's office. When he walked in he saw a tall muscular guy in a suit. The guy extended his hand.

"Ah, you must be Alex. I am Mr. Jin. What brings you to my office today?" He asked as he motioned for him to sit down.

"Yes, I have been wanting to study abroad, but my program always selects someone else each time." Alex paused. "I heard that you excel at making dreams come true. Can you help me?" He asked, still a little skeptical about the whole thing.

"That I can help with, but you must agree to one condition." Mr. Jin spoke.

"What condition is that?" Alex was curious about it.

"How you get your wish granted is up to me and also it's permanent." Mr. Jin paused as he snapped his fingers. Instantly a contract on a strange paper appeared on his desk. He looked it over. "Once signed there is no going back." He added as he laid the contract back down.

"But will my wish be granted?" Alex asked him, amazed at what he just saw. A magical paper just appeared out of thin air on Mr. Jin's desk. He figured this was how the guy was granting dreams come true.

"That I do successfully." Mr. Jin responded, turning the paper around for Alex to sign. "Just sign at the dotted line, and your wish will be granted immediately." He paused. "For you, I see you have been delayed enough. Don't you agree?" He added.

These were words Alex wanted to hear. He was tired of delays and applications being rejected. He took the special pen that Mr. Jin handed him and signed immediately with no hesitation. The contract instantly vanished along with the strange pen in his hand.

"Time for you to study abroad now. Good luck on your new life" Mr. Jin snapped his fingers. Alex instantly vanished before him as though he was never there.

Alex didn't know what happened, but he found himself in a dark place. He tried to speak, but had no voice. He tried to move, but with only little motion he could do. He could hear voices above him, but could barely make out the words. He felt attached to something, but was completely unsure what he was attached to. He couldn't break free from it no matter what he tried. When he finally saw daylight, he saw a guy standing in a mirror. The more he looked at the mirror, he realized his true horror. He was a cock on a stranger's body. He could feel the guy's hand grabbing him and stroking him. It felt like he was being manhandled without his consent. The more he stroked, the harder he got. Soon, hot cum spewed out his mouth. He hated the taste of it. He was a straight guy stuck on another guy's body. He could hear the guy laughing above him.

Pedro loved the feel of his new cock. "Oh, that felt good. I don't know who you are, but Mr. Jin had promised me extra inches on my cock when I returned to college." He patted his new extra on his cock. "The college boys are going to love you. Can't wait to see how many guys get to suck you and how many asses I shove you in." He laughed again. "Anyway, you are all mine forever." He said as he pulled up his pants and walked out of his bathroom. He patted the area enjoying his new cock.

Alex was mortified. He was on the body of some Spanish student as his cock. Even worse, the guy was gay. It was a nightmare. "No, I changed my mind. I want to go back to the states." He mentally pleaded. He tried to escape his fate. All he managed to do was get his owner excited in his pants. The more he panicked, the more his owner was getting happy.

Pedro could feel the motion from his new cock. He patted his pants. "Get used to your new life down there. It's going to be a fun one for me at least." He laughed as his new cock's futile attempt to escape it's new life.

Three weeks later, Pedro had another guy on his knees, pulling down his swim trunks about to suck his special cock. The new cock was jerked everyday and sucked on at least three times a week. He didn't know if his new cock loved its new life, but it didn't matter. He belongs to him now and there was nothing he could do about it.

[anon-sect]

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Drake saw that one customer at his bar. The guy had been coming just about every night with several of his friends. He was glad when his friends came, because they would pick up his drinks. Yet, when he came alone, it was a hassle. The guy would pay sometimes, but other times he wanted it on his tab with a promise to pay next time. This was getting old especially when all others would pay for their drinks up front.

Nate came to the bar like he normally does. He checked his wallet and saw his cash as a little short. The bartender would put it on my tab, he thought to himself. "Three shots of rum, please." He placed his order.

Drake looked at Nate, "are you paying this time or by tab." He asked him before pouring the drinks.

"Cash is a little short tonight. Put it on my tab. I will pay tomorrow when I come back." Nate said, waiting on his shots.

Drake poured the shots and slid them over to Nate. This was the last time for doing any tab for him. He poured another drink, but added something a little extra to it without Nate noticing. He waited for Nate to finish the three shots. "On the house for this one." He smiled as he slid the shot glass over to him.

"Thanks," Nate took the final shot down. A few minutes later he started to feel strange. "I need to go to the restroom." He said as he got up. He could tell something wasn't right. When he finally made it, things got even worse. The bathroom was empty, but it was getting larger by the second. He was confused, until reality set in. He was in fact shrinking in size. He hoped no one would come in until he figured why he was shrinking.

Drake walked in a restroom five minutes later. It was empty. He looked around and finally saw what he was looking for. A 3" tall Nate was cowering in a corner of the restroom. He laughed at first and then smiled.

Nate had barely avoided being stepped on by the last guy who came into the restroom. The guy didn't even see him down by his shoes. He didn't know how he was going to survive this new experience. When he heard giant foot steps again, he got scared. He looked up to see it was the kind bartender. "Nate, you got to help me. I was shrunken somehow." He screamed, hoping to get his attention. Yet, what he got he wasn't expecting. The bartender laughed at first and then smiled. It was like he was looking for him. "Please help me!" He pleaded.

Drake reached down and held Nate between his fingers before placing him in the palm of his hand. "Oh, I will help you. I will put you in a safe place for sure." He smiled at the tiny guy trembling with fear.

"Thank you, I really appreciate this. I don't know how I was shrunken, but I appreciate the help." Nate said, feeling a little relieved. Being in the giant's hand still was a little scary. But the bartender was always nice to him. There was a little trust there.

Drake picked up Nate with his fingers. He licked his lips and rubbed his belly. "I wonder how you will taste as I suck on you and swallow you." He had a smirk on his face.

"Wait, suck on me and swallow me?" Nate paused as a new fear set in. One that was worse than being crushed unknowingly under a stranger's shoe. "But you said you were going to put me in a safe place." He pleaded for an explanation. He didn't want to be eaten one bit.

"Yeah, my stomach. Time to go in, little guy." Drake lowered Nate into his mouth as the tiny was squirming in his grip. He dropped him in and sucked on him for a good thirty seconds before swallowing him whole. "You were tasty," he laughed as he walked out to the restroom to return to the bar. He could feel Nate struggling and squirming as he made his way down to his stomach. He returned to the bar as though nothing had happened, like it was a normal night at the bar.

Nate found that the more he struggled, the worse it got. He soon landed in Drake's stomach. He was so shocked the nice bartender would cruelly eat him. He continued to squirm in all that stomach acid that was starting to burn his skin. "Let me out, please!" He screamed, but all he could hear was the muffled sounds of the music outside the body he was trapped in.

Drake enjoyed the squirming, but knew soon it would be over. His tiny snack would be digested before the night was over.

The acid was starting to burn his skin even more. "Someone help me! I don't want to be digested! I will pay for my bar tab for sure!" Nate continued to scream and squirm in Drake's stomach that was tightening on and around him as the acid burned his skin.

Drake was amused at how much his snack was still so active in his stomach. "No use squirming in there, my little snack. Just accept your fate. It will be much easier on you. You're not getting out of there anytime soon." He smirked as he started to feel less squirming while tightening his stomach around his tasty snack.

[anon-sect]

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Kelvis was in shock at what his friend had asked him. They had been friends for over ten years. Murilo has asked for odd favors before, but this one really was strange.

"Are you really serious? You really want to shrink and swallow you like a snack?" Kelvis asked, wanting to be sure he really heard him right.

"Yes, exactly that." Murilo said, showing the shrinking device he brought with him. "So, will you do it?" He asked with pleading eyes, looking at his best friend.

Kelvis didn't know what to think about it. He never had a friend to ask to be shrunken and consumed as a snack. "You do realize that if I was to do this, you might never come out the way you came in?" He clarified the consequences if he really wanted this to happen.

"Honestly, why would you want it anyway?" Kelvis further asked, wanting to know why Murilo would be so willing to be his snack so badly. "Is it some kind of death wish?"

Murilo thought about it. "I have had an interest in macro ever since I saw the anime 'Attack on Titan.' The thought of being at the mercy of a giant as he eats you has been a fantasy ever since then." He paused. "So, I want you to fulfill my fantasy." He added, hoping his best friend would say yes.

Kelvis thought really hard about it. He could tell by the way Murilo was looking at him, he was practically begging him for this fantasy. "Are you really sure you want this? Once I eat you, there is no going back."

"Yes, for the last time, yes! So will you do it?" Murilo pleaded, knowing full well that once done, there would be no changing his mind.

Kelvis took the shrink/growth device and put in the setting for 1.5" tall. He pointed it at Murilo. "Don't say I didn't warn you." He hit the red button on it. As the ray of light touches Murilo, he rapidly shrunk in size. It took about a couple of minutes, but he saw a tiny 1" best friend down on the floor at his feet. He had to admit, the power play of seeing him so tiny and at his mercy was a strange and yet enjoyable feeling.

Murilo was excited. Seeing Kelvis look like a massive giant was everything he had imagined it would be or even feel like. The adrenaline was a rush, knowing he was truly at his best friend's mercy. He saw Kelvis's massive fingers pick him up off the floor and hold him close to his face to be examined.

Kelvis placed Murilo in the palm of his hand. A strange sense of dominant power flooded his imagination, while looking down at 1" Murilo in his hand. "I am strangely enjoying this. Thanks." He spoke to his tiny best friend.

Murilo found Kelvis voice very booming. Being tiny really was a totally different experience. It was also one he was enjoying so much. "You're welcome, so please eat me." He spoke.

Kelvis could barely register his tiny voice, but he knew what Murilo wanted. "As you wish, but I want to savor the taste before swallowing." He smiled. "I hope you don't mind. Even if you do, you can't do anything about it, tiny snack." He added a smirk on his face.

Murilo got even more excited to see Kelvis call him a tiny snack. He watched as his best friend opened up his mouth and dumped him inside. Once inside, he was trapped in darkness as Kelvis played with him with his tongue, sucking on him as though he was a piece of candy in his mouth. He was being drenched as all that saliva soaked him from head to foot. Kelvis continued to savor him for what felt like an eternity, sucking on him with delight.

Kelvis found the salty taste of his friend quite interesting. The more he sucked on the tiny in his mouth, the better he tasted. After a good few minutes, he decided it was time to make the tiny's dream come true. He swallowed him. As he felt him going down his throat, something happened. He felt the tiny stop moving and lodged in his throat, making it hard to breathe.

Murilo felt like he had stopped moving. "What happened? Are you alright? Oh no, are you choking right now?"

Kelvis began to panic as breathing became more difficult. With each cough, he was losing air. With Murilo lodged in his throat, he was killing him. He needed to swallow him fast. He quickly grabbed the closest drink near him. He picked up the Coke Cola bottle and began to guzzle it, hoping to force Murilo into his stomach. There was no need for both of them to die at the same time. He soon felt the tiny loosen up and slide down. He felt relieved taking in more air with a loud belch.

Murilo landed in his friend's stomach at last. His dream was fulfilled. He was eaten and swallowed by a giant. He wondered what could possibly go wrong in his fantasy become reality. He felt his flesh starting to sting. It was painful. He quickly realized it was the Coke soda that was corroding his flesh painfully. He then saw more Coke come splashing into Kelvis stomach. His flesh began to burn making his fantasy become a nightmare. His friend belched, more oxygen escaped the stomach. It was becoming extremely hard to breathe. Combined that with his flesh stinging and burning made this fantasy a painful experience at the mercy of his friend's stomach. "Help! Help me!" He screamed, hoping his friend could hear him and get him out of his stomach.

Kelvis finished off the rest of the Coke bottle, belching for more air. "That's better." He said, while patting his check and stomach. He put on a smirk. "I have to say, you were tasty though, Murilo. I hope you are happy there, because there is no getting out just like I said." He went to sit down and watch some TV while letting his stomach make quick work of the tasty snack he just had. He almost felt bad, but Murilo wanted this end. He was completely unaware of the torment his friend was enduring while he was simply watching TV.

Murilo saw that the stomach had completely muffled his pleas for help. Kelvis didn't hear a single word. He could barely hear the muffled sounds of the TV. The fact that his friend was simply relaxing and watching TV while he was suffering his stomach felt so degrading. His fantasy was a complete nightmare he wanted to escape alive at least.

Murilo soon could not fight for life anymore. He sank beneath the stomach acid that was also degrading his flesh. He soon lost all oxygen as his body sank further, ending his life without a care. His body is now slowly being broken down to nutrients to be absorbed by his best friend's body. He simply reduced to nothing but a snack and resource for Kelvis's body.

Kelvis let out one large belch. Unknown to him, he belched the spirit of his former friend, expelling it from his body while Murilo's body was being decomposed for the nourishment of his own body. He smiled at that last burp. He looked at the shrink/growth ray next to him. "I think I need another snack like that. Tiny's are very tasty." He laughed.

[gofukyrself]

US Marine playin with his dik

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[rumpusboom]

[plumphansel]

Wait what’s that??? 🔥

[coopers-kitchen]

Even though pretty much every country has come around to the wonders of longpig, laws around acquisition vary from place to place. This entree-to-be, for example, comes from Idaho, which tried to cut down on hunting with a simple solution - it's illegal to eat a longpig who didn't consent to it, and all longpigs have to be branded with the word "Meat". Once that happens, they're officially meat animals and forfeit all rights.

Well, there's a fairly obvious issue there - or at least, an issue that should be obvious to a letigious cannibal - the branding doesn't need to be witnessed by any sort of government official.

Unfortunately for them, a lot of pigs think that makes them safe, even if they're hooking up with a cannibal. Maybe they even get off on the thrill of it, knowing that the hot older man fucking them would love nothing more than to eat them.

Luckily for me, I make sure to stick to the law - which means whenever I'm in Idaho, I always make sure I have my Hanselco Instabrand with me. Heats up in ten seconds, and it gets hot enough that just 0.5 seconds of skin contact will leave the perfect brand. Fast enough that any pig who squirms will be left with a perfectly legible burn. And as soon as Meat here got naked, I knew he was getting branded. After that it was just a case of bringing him down to the courthouse to get him officially registered as my property. He complained the whole time but hey, he's already property, he has the brand. Hate the player, not the game.

Well, luckily Meat realized pretty early on it was easier - and more fun - to go along with my plans. A few weeks in the feeding cage until I had my appetizers, and he made for a great house pig - and you know anyone willing to hook up with a cannibal has a nice high libido. Sure, it meant he lost the defined muscles he was so proud of, but he got plenty of good food, fun, video games, even some freedom to roam around the house - although the shock collar did scare him from going too far. In a few weeks, I'll be spitroasting this pig alive. I even invited some friends of his to dinner - and given how interested some of them have been in the whole process, I doubt I'll need the brand for anything more than aesthetics to get some more pigs in my larder.

[karmanistic]

[dancinsatyr-deactivated20181216]

It has been a long time since you received one of these, hasn’t it, pup. But your little pup brain hasn’t forgotten the Slippery Slope. It is still easy to let go and slide down the Slippery Slope, isn’t it, pup.

In fact, your little puppy prick is already hard, isn’t it, pup. And your little pup hole is starting to twitch, isn’t it, pup.

Slippery Slope, pup. Deeper.

Remember all those smarts you lost, pup? Probably not. But you do know you’re just a dumb puppy now, don’t you, pup. You’re pretty much as dumb as a post, aren’t you, pup.

It’s okay, pup. It really is. You don’t need to have much smarts, do you, pup. Your little pup brain only needs to have enough smarts to do three things.

Three things aren’t hard to remember, are they, pup.

Slippery Slope, pup. Go deeper and remember these three things, pup.

1. Good pups keep themselves healthy and in shape.

Can you remember that, pup? Of course you can. Good pup.

2. You need to suck cock, pup.

I’m sure you can remember that, pup. Your little pup brain craves cock, pup. Even without smarts you know how to find cocks to suck, don’t you, pup. Good pup.

3. You need to get fucked, pup.

You won’t have to try hard to remember that, pup, because your little pup hole twitches a lot. That little pup hole needs to be filled, doesn’t it, pup. Good pup.

Slippery Slope, pup.

And do you know what pups who need to suck cock and get fucked are, pup?

Pupslut

That’s what they are, pup.

Pupslut

That’s what you are, pup.

Pupslut

Just a dumbfuck, horny pupslut.

Welcome to your new life, pupslut. __________ The Pupmaker. Changing the world one pup at a time.

[kinkypupecho]

Just keep staring at the spiral, boy. Just feel your mind dropping away. Just drifting lazily as your mind slowly fades. All your thoughts, all your problems, just getting sucked into the spiral. Becoming dumber. Becoming simpler. Because you don’t want those problems any more, do you? It just makes you sad and angry, isn’t that right, boy? You don’t want to think about all that anymore. It would be much better to just not think at all anymore. You just want to be safe and warm and happy. So take all of those human thoughts and worries and just let the spiral suck them away. That’s it. Doesn’t it feel so good to just let go?

And every time I say “good boy,” you’ll sink deeper and deeper into trance. And when you do, you start humping the bed because that’s what good little puppies do. And you want to be like a good little puppy, don’t you boy? Not a thought in his head. Not a care in the world. Just happy and playful. So satisfied with toys, bones, and milk. So dumb. So simple. No more thoughts to distract you and make you sad. That’s right, boy, that’s what you want, isn’t it? You’re such a good boy! Such a good boy!

Aww. Look at that little puppy butt wiggle as you hump the bed. You like that don’t you, little pup? Oh I know those human clothes are so scratchy aren’t they? But keep them on for master for now. You’ll do it for master, won’t you pup? Because you’re such a good boy!

And every time you hump the bed, you become more and more like a pup. You’ll lose more and more of those human thoughts, human problems, and human memories, won’t you, little pup? That’s right! And you’ll like it because you’re such a good boy, aren’t you? Yes you are! And all that humping’s getting you all hot and bothered, isn’t it, little pup? Yes, show handler that hard little puppy dick. Aww. Look at it leak. And you know it’s leaking all those human thoughts, human problems, and human memories, don’t you little pup? That’s right! Because you’re such a good boy!

Now when I say so, pup, your little puppy dick will get harder than it’s ever been and you’ll cum harder than you’ve ever cum, okay? That’s a good boy. And when you cum all those pesky thoughts, problems, and memories will spill out of you with your cum, okay? That’s a good boy. And when you lose all those pesky thoughts, problems, and memories, you’ll be nothing more than a dumb little horny pup forever! Isn’t that great little pup? Oh yes it is. Oh yes it is! Good boy.

And when you’re nothing more than a dumb little horny pup, I want you to howl because you love and adore me, your handler. You’ll do that for me, won’t you, little pup? That’s a good boy. And you’ll obey and believe everything I tell you, won’t you little pup? Because you don’t want me to turn you back into a bad, bad human with all those bad human thoughts, problems, and memories, do you, pup? That’s a good boy.

Now cum for me, pup. Cum for me and let go of all those thoughts, problems, and memories. Cum for me and turn into a happy, horny little pup.

Arooooo!

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[stillfoodforguys]

When my boyfriend returned home from the gym, I was surprised to see the hot stranger that he’d invited to follow him to our home. Apparently the guy had enticed him into buying some pills that can be used to “have a fun time”, whatever that meant. It sounded like a shady deal, but I couldn’t really blame him for talking to this guy. If I saw this guy’s tall, chunky, sweaty body I’d probably agree to anything he said too, especially when he was also offering to join in with said fun.

The three of us all got naked and went to the bedroom, where my partner was the first to pop one of these mystery pills. I watched in amazement as his body began to shrink until he was less than a foot tall, easy enough to pick up with just one hand. Once my surprise at the sight of my boyfriend’s tiny form wore off, the next thing that caught my attention was the rock hard 10-inch monster standing full mast from our new friend’s crotch.

As he tried to hold his shaft still as it throbbed with excitement, the man commanded me to stuff my shrunken partner inside it. Despite being able to feel my partner squirm in protest within my grip, I was so entranced by his dominance that I immediately kneeled before him. I took hold of his member with my other hand and pushed my boyfriend’s legs into his slit, attentively watching as a little precum dribbled out past the tiny man’s waist.

Suddenly, my partner was snatched from my hands as his cock forcefully sucked him inside, even more of the gooey liquid spilling out onto my hands. I watched the squirming bulge travel down his shaft and fill his balls, making them swell and hang heavily as they bounced around with my partner’s struggles. With a gentle moan, the tall stranger slipped his thumb into my mouth and grabbed my lower jaw, tilting my head up to stare into his eyes while simultaneously prising my mouth open.

“Now you’re in for a special treat. You get to see how your boyfriend tastes as one of my loads.” Before I could say anything, he shoved his cock inside my mouth and pushed it deep into my throat. He fucked my face through muffled moans, the squirming in his huge balls slowly getting weaker as my partner was melted down within. Eventually he came pouring over my tongue, as I was forced to drink the thick, sticky substance that my former lover had become.

When my horny trance had finally ended, I did start to feel guilty for consuming my own boyfriend. But I didn’t have long to dwell on that thought, as a strange feeling started to pulse through my entire body. Everything around me seemed to be getting larger, and I quickly realised that I was shrinking just as my partner had moments ago. The giant towering above me picked me off the ground and grinned maliciously as he held me next to his still erect cock.

“Looks like enough of that shrinking drug was still in your boyfriend’s system that swallowing him affected you too. I guess there’s only one thing to do with you now…” As my feet slipped into the tight grip of his hungry shaft, I could only think about how karma came back to get me, soon to face the same cruel fate as the man I’d willingly sacrificed to this predator.

[stillfoodforguys]

“That’s right, drink that all up and you’ll start shrinking. You’ll go from 6 foot to a puny 6 inches in about an hour.” It sounded hard to believe, but when I was offered the ultimate domination session by this gorgeous hunk I was ready to try anything.

I downed the drink he gave me and lay back on his bed, letting him spread my thighs wide and enter me with his girthy manhood. He leaned forward while he fucked me and wrapped his muscular arms around me, pinning me against his hairy body that only seemed to grow larger and more powerful as time went on. As if his cock wasn’t large enough, since my hole was gradually getting smaller and tighter, I could feel his cock stretching me more and going deeper with each thrust.

Once I was about half my original size it would no longer fit inside me, so the man flipped us over and rested me on top of him. He tucked his hands behind his head and let me enjoy worshipping his giant body, sucking on his nipples before clambering across to his sweaty pits. Still getting smaller, he was soon able to lower his arm and completely trap my head beneath his supple flesh, smothering me in musky darkness while I pathetically tried to squirm free.

When I was just over a foot tall, he released me from his armpit only to pick me up and dangle me above his open maw, his tongue rolling out of his mouth like a red carpet to welcome me inside. He slipped my legs into his mouth before gently closing his lips around my waist. I shivered at the sensation of his huge, wet tongue writhing all over me, in addition to the general fear that his domination might end with him devouring me.

I was slowly sucked deeper into his mouth until I finally hit my smallest size, and right before I expected to be swallowed, he pulled me out again and looked at my saliva coated body with a sinister smile. “You do look like a tasty little morsel right now, but I’ve got something else planned that’ll feel even better for me…” Instead of eating me, he brought me towards his huge erection, taking advantage of my lubed up body to help him push my feet into the slit of his cock with a soft moan.

With his fingers wrapped around me and pinning my arms to my sides, he gradually forced me down his incredibly tight shaft. It must have been sensitive inside, as even the slightest amount of struggling caused him to moan even louder. The smell of his cum grew stronger as my head approached the opening, until it was the only part of me exposed to the outside world. Gently taking hold of his shaft, he placed his thumb on top of my head and gave it the final shove it needed to fully seal me inside him.

Once it had complete hold of my tiny body, his cock throbbed and dragged me down just like if I had been swallowed. I slowly sank into the pool of thick, warm liquid residing in his left nut, suddenly being shaken around inside by the force of him jerking off to the incomparable pleasure he was feeling. I prayed that I would be released once he reached his climax, but unfortunately I wasn’t so lucky. My curled up body was too large to fit back into the passage I entered through, so all of his cum instead rushed past me before he fired it across his bathroom floor.

“That was incredible… Now you get the privilege of becoming my next load. Enjoy the ride, little man!”

I could feel his hand massaging his swollen sack as I squirmed around trying to find an exit, having my strength sapped away by the intense heat and thinning air. I passed out after a short while, letting his balls melt me down into a new batch of his manly seed.

[consumable-connie]

"Why do you have a 👤 x 20 next to your belly?"

[hungrymilliek]

"Oh, that? Well, you know how crowded those subway cars can *gwrrrrgggllll* get."

The counter ticks down to x 19, then x 18.

"All of them pushing and *bhhrrruph* shoving against you. So rude."

x 17...x 16.

"And I was planning on grabbing lunch anyway before we met, sooooOOOOAAARRRRRPPPPP *grrooooaaannn...slrrrsshhh...*"

x 12...x 8

"Anyway...feel up to helping me work the rest of them down?"

[consumable-connie]

"O-oh no I'm good, I really shouldn'tve asked..." <- Girl who very clearly wants to be 👤 x 1 after everyone's digested, and really really glad they did ask, but clearly too embarrassed to say it

[hungrymilliek]

"Mnn, you sure about that? Because you're blushing like a woman who wants to *ooohhhhaaarrpp*..."

x6...x5...

"...mm, be smothered underneath this churning meat-filled gut...getting fu*uuuuuhhahaa*acked senseless by by a certain gluttonmaus..."

x3...x2...

"...until all that meat drains away...and her belly's finally ready for you~"

[consumable-connie]

*I look away, my bulge in my pants clearly getting hard*

No clue what you're talking about! *I get a little redder as I take a glance at your belly* A-a-and besides, you'd probably be so... full... with all those people... processing through your gut... making you so stuffed... *I trail off, clearly getting worked up*

I sho-should go- *I say, rushing off, but really once I turn a corner I stop, unsure if you would've gone after me or if my embarrassment fucked up the opportunity*

[hungrymilliek]

*glunk...glrsh...slrssh...bwrrbl...*

The rhythmic sloshing of her gut, the soft thump of her paws on the pavement. The muffled moans of the last couple of prey, still to be digested. The slight chuckle as her belly turns the corner first, pressing against you as she follows behind.

"Mnnn...what happened to that urgent appointment, hmm? Had to rush off around the corner to fantasize about all those people? About my body churning them up into mush, pumping them through my intestines, packing them on me as soft, jiggling fat?

About how they had to look into my face as my jaws stretched wide in front of them? State into that drooling, cavernous maw as I pulled them in head first?

Imagining how it would feel if it were you?"

[consumable-connie]

*I shiver, turning swiftly to look at you as I slowly back away* I- n-no! I would never! *I protest, but my hard on betrays me* I just was... checking my phone really quickly, and then I was really gonna go *I'm still slowly backing away. I look around, trying to make sure there's no one watching the two of us* Y'know, there's nobody watching, it-it'd be pretty easy for you to just... pin me down... use me however you please... and then... *My eyes dart from your bulge to your noisy, soft gut* G-god, that'd just be... awful, y'know. I wouldn't even be able to fight back, probably just sit there and take it like a good girl... *My desire was clear in my eyes and the way I backed away almost against my own will, everything in my muscles telling me I needed to be used by you. And yet my desperation was overpowered by embarrassment. The way I backed away, it was almost like I was inviting a chase, a way to deny that any part of the situation was my idea, that I needed it. But I barely moved, barely tried to escape, unsure if actually giving an attempt to leave would excite your predatory nature, or if I would be left only to fantazise of what could've been*

[hungrymilliek]

My ear twitches as you talk, a grin spreading across my face. "Mmm, it almost sounds like you want to be grabbed by a big...hungry...predator," I say, my bulge pulsing, swelling, "Pinned down underneath that sludge pot of a gut...used however she wants to use you..."

The moment you start to back away, I reach out, grabbing you by the collar and pulling you back in tight to me. "Mnnnh, good girls don't make hungry, horny mousies chase them," I all but growl, my tip poking up out of the waistband of my pants, angled down by the weight of my churning gut, "Good girls *BBBHHHHHHWWWWWUUUURRRRUUUPPPHHHH* mm, do as they're told~"

A long low gurgle comes from my gut.

x0.

"Now. Be a good girl and strip," I say, "Clothes give me gas."

[consumable-connie]

*There's a look of thanks on my face, though I don't say it as then I'd be admitting to my guilt of lusting after such a glorious pred* O-okay, *I say, quickly shedding my clothes. My shirt is thrown to the side, my bare chest exposed to you, and then my pants are dropped, releasing my aching cock, still stretching against the fabric of my underwear. You can see just how needy I remove my underwear, almost threatening to cum with how hard it throbbed. I step away from my clothes, a smile and a blush across my face*

G-god I can't believe I'm doing this, b-but I guess I should satisfy you if I want to... live *At first I say it like a clearly bad lie, but the final word has genuine terror behind it. It's then that it dawns on me just how powerful you really are. I had to just hope I'd be cute enough to bring back as I clearly gaze upon your belly. The way it sways with so much weight, the churns and moans of poor, undigested strangers, something in me makes me wonder why I'm different. Were you just horny when you found me, or will my cuteness mean I'd get to pad out your ass and live to tell the tale. I knew I couldn't back out now, so I took my chances and laid bare on the ground, ready for you to have your fun*

[hungrymilliek]

You could feel my anticipation, watching my shaft throb and pulse as I slide down my pants. My churning stomach sloshes above you as I step forward, my face barely visible over the curve of my gut.

"Mnnn...good girl," I coo, before planting my gurgling belly down on top of you, letting you feel the weight of a subway car's worth of people pumping through my guts, "And such a cutie too~"

I reach down, taking your legs and lifting them, pressing my tip between your cheeks. "Mnnn, and so eager to be taken," I tease, "If that hard, throbbing cock pressing against my belly is anything to go by." I start to push forward slowly, letting you adjust to my girth as I go. "Mmm, such a horny preything for me," I murmur, "So ready to be fucked full of mousey cum, then gobbled up like a cream filled snack~"

[consumable-connie]

*I let out a little whine as all your weight is pressed onto me. A tiny gasp erupts as I take so much of your cock, my tight asshole easily stretching. I moan, every inch feeling like heaven*

S-shush... I'm not *another moan as you go deeper* I'm not that horny... *I insist, but it's an obvious lie. I'm so red, unsure if the heat from my shyness or from your churning, gurgling belly was worse. Your gut churned loudly, so much meat yet to be processed. I cautiously take a moment to give it a feel, forgetting my facade of non-desire, before pulling away*

J-just for the record, my boner's a fear boner *I lie. I can't help it, even with my dick twitching and leaking precum all over your fur already, I continue to deny my pleasure in all of this. I look so needy, I'd be humping against that belly if I wasn't trying to remove all evidence I liked my position. And to my horror I realize, in all that thinking about not betraying my lust, I had been lightly grinding against that belly, not even aware of my subconcious movements to get myself off*

I- I- I *I'm beat red trying to find an explanation* I was just- I was squirming! Trying to get you off of me! *precum has started soaking your fur* I couldn't use my arms! So I was just trying to push you off me! I wanted to escape! I-I'm sorry, so so sorry! I wasn't thinking, a good girl like me shouldn't try to escape- *I ramble on and on, explaining myself in circles*

[hungrymilliek]

I lean further forward, your body pinned by my heavy tits and even heavier churning gut. My mouth meets yours, tongues tangling together inside your mouth before I finally pull back.

"Mnnn, good girls don't lie," I say, my hands sliding up from your hips, along your sides, and finally resting on your shoulders, "Especially about what makes them feel good~"

With your shoulders held, I push forward hard, driving more hard, girthy mousecock into your eager ass, stretching you wider with every inch.

"You want to be a good girl for mistress, don't you?"

[consumable-connie]

*You can feel my cock still throbbing against your belly as we kiss, I let out a little moan as you pull away, and more precum dripples out of my shaft. Another, louder moan filled with even more passion erupts from me as your cock goes deeper and my eyes roll back. As I relax they go half lidded and I pant*

Al-alright fine, maybe... maybe I love this. Maybe I wanna hump your belly like crazy. Ma-maybe I needed this. But c'mon, can't a good girl pretend? *I pout* It's so embarrassing, being like this, I want to just pretend I'm not a freak who likes this stuff...

*I pull my arms out from under you, a difficult task given your weight, and drape my arms around your neck* B-but if you want the truth, I've wanted somebody to do this for so long. I've needed someone to pin me down, whether I liked it or not, and fuck my needy ass. I've needed somebody who would fuck me no matter how much I protest. I want to play dumb, like I haven't touched myself to the thought of this for so many nights. *I kiss you lightly on the lips* If lying isn't for good girls I'll stop, I'll stop fighting it, I'll be a good girl and take it without fake complaints. I'd do anything for you if it meant being your good girl~

[hungrymilliek]

I smile, returning your light kiss, my eyes heavily lidded as you hang with your arms around my neck. You can see a grin spreading across my face as you explain, as you tell me just how much you wanted this, how much you craved being pinned down and taken, used by a gluttonous predator for my satisfaction knowing that you were going to end up in my belly.

"Mnnn...well, since you put it like that," I say, pulling back, leaving just my tip in you before pushing, "I see no harm in my good girl playing pretend~" I lean forward again, your shoulders pressed flat to the ground. "Playing pretend isn't lying," I say, my hands holding your shoulders, keeping them pinned, "As long as Mistress Millie gets to play pretend too."

My blunt claws press against your shoulders, my knees pressing the underside of your thighs and pushing them up between us. "Like pretending that her good girl," I groan, starting to pick up speed as pre starts to coat your inner walls, "Is just another prey. A convenient snack to be used, pumped full, and devoured~"

[consumable-connie]

*As you pick up speed I start to lose focus and composure. Drool spills from a mouth hung wide open in a smile with eyes half lidded and barely focused on anything. Quiet moans erupt from me up until it dawns on me just what we're doing, and a blush comes across my face. We're in broad daylight, somebody could see us, see me being used like this. Sure you could easily devour whoever might come by, but the embarrassment would kill me. I still don't make much of an effort to hide my pleasure, mostly just sneaking in a helpless "noooo..." here or an unconvincing "stop!" there.*

F-fuck, c'mon you can't do this! Puppies aren't food! It should be the other way around *I say, though quite unconvincingly. It was almost like how a play's actor would speak, if there were moans of passion and lust in between. My tail thumped against the ground constantly, a rythmic beat of plaps against my ass, a thumping tail against the ground, and moans serving as the background song to our love making. There was an urge in me to fight back a little, let you truely dominate me as I struggle to push off all your weight and strength, to fully pretend I was absolutely powerless to stop you. Though even if I really fought back, I knew I'd still be just as helpless. You could see in my eyes the urge to fight, to really struggle and squirm before I'm even an inch into your throat, but there was also a hesitation, a worry you might punish me for fighting. I look away from your eyes shyly*

... y'know this is the first time I've done anything like this. I-I normally pretend I don't like what preds do to me but... but they don't let me go back to pretending once they break me... *Again, this was said between small moans*

[hungrymilliek]

I let out a long, soft sigh, your cock feeling my belly soften by the moment, the vigorous activity churning what was left of my subway meals into thick chyme sloshing in my belly and pumping deeper into my digestive tract.

"Mnnn, I just wanted to hear you say it. Hear you tell me just how much you needed this, how much you're enjoying being used by your mistress. And so you know how right it is for good girls to enjoy pretending they don't want their mistress's attention~"

I lean forward a little bit more, pressing my lips tight to yours before another increase in speed, bottoming out in your ass with every thrust now. Almost like a switch is flipped in my brain, you can see my grin turn sinister as I dive back into play mode.

"Mnnnh, you're not the first one to think that I should be the one being eaten. You can feel them. Those tits pinning down your arms. That flabby gut squished against your cock, pumping down my breakfast into even more mousey pudge~"

I arch my back, briefly lifting my breasts off of your arms before slamming them back down, the heavy, soft flesh feeling like a pair of sandbags on top of your arms.

"Mnn, everyone who thinks I'm food gets devoured...mnnnh, just like I'm gonna do to you once I fill you up~"

[consumable-connie]

*I can't help myself. My arms escape again and I give you another kiss, grinding my cock into you* Fuck, you make it so hard to pretend *My cock twitches against your churning gut* I need you. I needed this so bad. My desire to be used by such beautiful preds like you, it's just so embarrassing. God, I'd start leaking if you burped near me. W-when I saw you, your gut so big, I nearly jumped in your maw... But it's fun to resist you like this, i-it's like I get to know what it feels like not to be such a gut slut...

*I take a few minutes before I go back to pretending I hated the situation, your cock hitting my prostate so many times that I can't help but moan. Gradually I steel myself, going back to my complaining*

N-no! I'm gonna escape! And when I do you're gonna make a nice layer of ass fat *I nearly giggled through the whole sentence. I barely had any extra fat on my body to suggest I could even eat a micro. I was so skinny, my ass was only moderately fat, nothing compared to the haunches of massive predators*

I-in fact this was all a ploy! I-I just wanted to have some *I nearly break out in laughter, only able to resist it by focuses on your cock sliding in and out of me* h-have some fun with you before I send you down my throat! I-I'll make you suck my dick when I escape, even! *I can't help but smile at my baseless threats. I knew how unconvincing my acting was, but it didn't matter, it seemed fun pretending there was a chance I was gonna try to get out of this, or that I would even want to. Eventually my urge to fight becomes overbarring, my cock throbs at the thought of uselessly trying to get away. And so I start very lightly pushing you back, before eventually working up the courage to start playfully pushing you away, pretending to cry "stop", "no", "please", stiffled laughter in between the words*

Okay fine, I won't eat you! Just let me go!

[hungrymilliek]

Even though I know you're just playing into things, my body reacts all on its own, believing that you're all the pred you claim to be. My stomach ripples and churns, pushing down the rest of the chyme to make room. My hands push down on your shoulders, pinning you down as I slam deep into your ass. My balls clench, flooding your bowels with thick mousey cum.

I lean forward slightly, a hungry look in my eyes. "Mmmm, my good girl isn't gonna do anything to try to get away from her greedy mousey mistress," I say, my tone treating my words as a foregone conclusion, "Because my good girl knows her place. Curled up and squirming deep in my belly...churning into nutritious sludge to be pumped through my guts and turned into more lovely, gropable mousefat...before I bring you back to do it all over again~"

I pull out of your rear, slowly pushing myself down your body. "Mnnn, think I'll take you feet first," I say, "Let you watch as my maw ever so slowly creeps up your legs...then your hips...more and more of you disappearing into my gullet..." My hands grab your ankles, pushing your feet together before I shove them into my drooling mouth.

[consumable-connie]

*I let out a moan full of lust as you finally unload deep in my ass, arching into your enormous belly as I grind into you. My belly almost bulges from the load, filling me out quite nicely~ I manage not to cum, saving myself for when I'm deep in your guts, churning like a good girl. I whine as I feel my paws enter your mouth, unable to pretend any longer*

Oh thank you, thank you so much, fuck, I'm gonna *I wrap my hand around my twitching, throbbing member and started stroking as I slid into your mouth* I'm close... fuck, I'm gonna make such a good meal, I promise *My tail wags more furiously than before. I can feel the thick load of mouse cum in my gut, a reminder of all it took to take me* hahh, I can't fight back anymore, I just need to be in you nowww~ *You gulp me down further, now everything from below my thighs is surrounded by your incredible flesh, covered in mouse slobber. I stroke myself harder, faster, with more passion* God I really am at the bottom of the food chain aren't I? Begging such a gluttonous mouse to devour me... Even if I didn't want this, god I'd be so easy to catch~

[hungrymilliek]

Gulp after gulp, my body crawls up your legs, my maw engulfing your hips and your hands. Even with my lips stretched over your midsection, I manage a slight smirk as I feel you working your cock, feel my throat rubbing at your tip as you slide deeper. My buck teeth drag along that furiously wagging tail, my tongue drenching it in drool as I work you down.

Even if you wanted to, there would be no escape now. All that's left is to enjoy yourself as your legs start to bend inside my stomach, as my jaws creep up your belly and over your chest, advancing towards your head. Soon, that's all of you left, my belly bulging with your body as I arch my back, sending you down with a deep, heavy glmpf.

[consumable-connie]

*My cock is so hard, and yet I haven't cum yet. It twitches when I land in your stomach, sweltering heat mixed with an acidic humidity surrounds me. I landed on a wet pile of bones. They didn't even snap from being melted with acid, they simply softly broke apart. Desperate, I look for a skull, and stick my rock hard cock through the eyehole as I hump away, feeling my tip brush against the smooth, softened interior. I go a bit too hard, and the skull loses its form gradually before it turns to mush around my dick. I whine, looking to find another skull to fuck* I hope these poor souls don't mind me using them like this~ *I muse, mostly to myself. You can hear loud grunting coming from your stomach as I continue to fuck the skull of one of your last victims. I go faster and faster until again it just melts into the chyme, and I go onto the next* I-if I last too long, would you mind finding me a few more poor guy's skulls I can fuck? Preferably not as digested as these fellas? *I ask as I take a moment to breath*

[hungrymilliek]

Despite my experience, it still takes me a minute or two to get to my feet. My gut sways side to side as I walk, thoughtful hums coming from above you as I consider just how I would even get more skulls in there for you without giving up any of my personal collection. Then, an idea strikes me.

"Hmm, I think I can accommodate that," I say, "As long as you don't mind it not being just the skulls." While I had planned on heading home for a leisurely digestion, I instead decide to hit up a vore club along the way. "In fact," I add, "Maybe I can prep them while you're in there~"

It doesn't take long for me to round up some eager volunteers and take them back to one of the private rooms. A handful of bunnies, a fox couple, and a very friendly wolf woman crowd around me on the couch as I spread my legs. "Mnnn, now which one of you cuties," I say, "Wants to be the first one filling up my nuts~"

[consumable-connie]

*I'm blushing as I realize exactly where more skulls will be coming from. My cock twitches more as I imagine you stuffing every one of them down your cock, meat stripped off of them and converted to just cum and bones. I grab another skull as I feel the need to hump something. I barely care if the supply is dwindling, fresher, less digested skulls would be coming anyways. I clutch the skull hard between my hands as you can hear me moaning, thrusting my cock against the softened inside as it starts to crack. In fact, I've only gotten a good 5 humps in before my cock breaks through to the other side, but it's still solid enough and soft enough for me to fuck. I hump and hump and hump, whimpering as I picture in my head those eager preythings churning inside you*

How long are they gonna take to churn? *I ask, needy as the skull in my hands turn to mush, utterly useless now that I couldn't use it as a sex toy. I realize as I dig through the bones that some of the skulls are completely useless goop, meaning I'd have to be better at not breaking the ones that actually still hold shape. As I look at some of the leg bones I get an idea, and you can hear moans erupt from me as my needy hole is filled out by one of the leg bones. I use it like a dildo while at the same time fucking the eye hole of another victim, this skull bigger, more solid. I moan and whine as I fuck the skull, and can't resist the urge to slip the bone deeper, imagining being fucked by you just minutes ago. But it goes too deep, slipping into my guts and filling out my stomach. I blush, guiltily shoving another leg bone in me, or maybe it was a arm bone? I couldn't tell nor did I care. I just needed them filling out my ass*

Mhm, fuck... my hole's so needy without you filling it out~ *Another bone that I was using slipped all the way in.* God, if you could see the way my ass is eating everything I give it... If only I knew where my phone went *I give my hole another bone* Would be great for you to jerk off to~

[hungrymilliek]

I was too busy dealing with my own horny situation to really reply. The wolf was first down my cock, her muzzle stretching out my urethra as her claws dig into the floor. I start to let out heaving, shuddering breaths as she pushes herself down. Then, she holds herself in place, moving her claws up underneath her belly and then pushing off, launching herself straight into my nuts with a lewd glrsh.

Then it's the foxes turn, the couple wrapping each other up in a tight hug and laying down, waiting for me to swallow them up. I push my tip up over their feet, steady rhythmic pulses dragging them deeper down my cumvein, the pleasure so intense that I don't notice until they're down that more bunnies have started to arrive.

What was once a handful now numbered close to two dozen. And in my lust-mad state, I needed them all. Even with the wolf and foxes making my nuts drag along the ground, I'm able to lurch forward, grabbing rabbit after rabbit and shoving them down my shaft. By the time I'm finished with all of them, I'm left panting and sweaty, leaning back against my squirming, bean bag sized nuts.

"Might...hah, hah, be a little bit," I say, finally answering your question, "Had more volunteers than I expected."

[misctf]

No Nut November

For Tommy and his friends, No Nut November had become a yearly tradition. While he didn’t necessarily look forward to it, the blonde always seemed to win- often being able to outlast his buddies. And while this year had certainly been close, it looked like Tommy was going to take to take home the bragging rights. Sure, his dick ached with need and he had been neglecting it for the past couple of weeks. And while his boyfriend often made fun of him for engaging in such a “stupid contest”, Tommy was more of a strict bottom anyway and got plenty of his needs met that way.

“Congrats on your victory babe.” His boyfriend had texted him, “I have a surprise for you when I get home.” The winky face at the end of the message told Tommy everything he needed to know- and he was definitely looking forward to whatever activities his boyfriend had planned.

But as Tommy continued to go about his daily activities, still ignoring the ache in his dick, a new feeling settled in his stomach. He rubbed his sore abs and took a few deep breaths as he felt an odd cramping sensation welling up from deep within him. He assumed it must’ve been something he ate and walked to the bathroom. But the discomfort didn’t seem to stop- only getting worse as his body temperature rose. He quickly removed his clothing, the cool air of the room feeling nice on his warm skin, while a cool draft caused his cock to stir with pleasure and pain. Tommy nearly doubled over at the feeling in his aching member- staring at it as it grew. He touched it gently and immediately fell to his back from the intensity of the pleasure.

“Wh-what the fuck.” He breathed out, lying on the ground, his eyes unfocused from the waves of pleasure and pain that coursed throughout his lean body.

And like a sudden compulsion, he felt his arms forced to extend above his head, an aching sensation emanating throughout them. He watched as his arms started to fill with muscle, while his hands started to shift and change- becoming wider while his fingers shortened and became stubbier.

“Fuck yeah, finally!” Another voice called out softly, so softly that Tommy barely heard it.

“Who’s there?” Tommy replied, fear taking hold of his mind.

But before he could register anything else, he felt another creaking and cracking of his muscles. This time, he watched as his pecs appeared to sink into themselves, his nipples disappearing, while a small hole formed in the center of what used to be his chest. At the same time, it appeared as though his legs were also beginning to shift. His feet were taking on the appearance of hands, while his leg muscles shifted, taking on an appearance similar to incredibly muscular arms. Tommy looked down at what used to be his arms and his eyes widened as he realized his hands were now two large and calloused feet, tufts of hair on the surface of them. And as his arms packed on more and more muscle, he felt his head being squeezed on either side.

“Ah this feels so good.” The voice was less soft, louder and more present.

Tommy let out a surprised yelp as he felt his body push itself up until the blonde found himself doing what felt like a handstand. And that’s when it dawned on Tommy. His arms were now a pair of muscular and powerful legs, ending with large manly feet. He tried to crane his neck to look up but barely could.

“Ha-ha broooo.” The voice called out, “Fuckin’ look at me.” It said in its deep baritone voice. The same stupid voice that Tommy associated with frat bros.

“St-stop...pl-please.” Tommy called out, his own voice becoming softer. He noticed he was having a harder time moving his mouth to form words.

But he was ignored and suddenly found himself swinging from side to side as his body began to move on its own. He could do nothing as he continued to feel himself change further. First, he felt as though he was no longer able to move his neck and he watched as he blond locks fell from his head. And then for a split second, the world went dark before his field of vision returned, albeit somewhat limited. The same with his hearing. The muscular legs on either side of him became coated in hairs. As he tried to call out again, Tommy felt what he initially thought was phlegm rise from the back of his throat. The liquid was salty and seemed to dribble from his mouth, causing him to want to gag, but he found himself unable to. None of this made sense, and he was trying to get a better glimpse of himself. All he could make out was what looked like a hairy muscular abdomen above him, and two thick hairy thighs on either side of him. Questions filled his mind as he tried to understand his situation. But before he could think more on it, he heard a dumb chuckle and suddenly, Tommy felt as though his face was being stretched- another aching sensation coursing through his head and neck.  

“Ya know you’ve neglected me for a long time.” The booming voice said. Tommy wanted to yelp as he felt a hand wrap around him, “But I’m not gonna do that to you bro.” Tommy barely had any idea what the voice was saying, “Huh, that’s right. This might be a bit confusing for ya brah. Here have a look.”

If Tommy could, he would’ve screamed. In the mirror was one of the largest, hairiest men that he had ever seen. The guy looked like he played football, the pinnacle of masculinity with a stupid dopey grin on his chiseled face. But that was less shocking compared to what Tommy soon came to realize. The man was holding his fat, enlarged member, which is when Tommy was able to put it all together.

“That’s right bro, you ignored me for so long, I just had to take control.” The jock laughed, “And well that means we had to switch places.”

Tommy felt a sense of dread well up from deep within him. This couldn’t be happening- he was a human! Not a cock. This wasn’t possible. As his mind bounced around trying to rationalize his way through this, the jock smiled.

“Well aren’t you eager.” He chuckled in his dim voice, scratching at his hairy pec, “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re taken care of.”

And that’s when Tommy felt it. The hand around his cylindrical body began to pump up and down, faster and faster. His thoughts became harder to focus on as pleasure coursed throughout his body- the calloused hand that played with him igniting wave after wave of pleasure. He felt himself twitch, his hard cylindrical body throbbing in anticipation. The jock smirked and quickened his pace.

“Yeah, you like that, huh? Think you could just ignore me?” He moaned out, his pace quickening, “Never again bro. Turned you into my needy cock. Showing you what a real man looks like.” Tommy could barely register any of the words, the liquid in the back of his throat rising faster and faster, “Fuck dude!” The jock moaned out as he finally came, sending wave after wave of cum from Tommy’s new mouth.

Tommy could barely process the level of pleasure that rocketed through his new body. His mind was nearly shattered as his cylindrical body softened and dangled limply between the jock’s legs. But as Tommy was winding down from the pleasure, he felt something cover his entire body, throwing his world into darkness. The jock smirked and posed in the mirror, showing off his bulge and ass, which were covered in black compression underwear. There was another dumb chuckle, and Tommy twitched in pleasure as the jock grabbed him through his underwear.

“Welcome to your new home, bro.” The jock chuckled, “Now let’s go find that boyfriend of yours. If I had to guess, that ass of his was also feeling pretty neglected. Someone ought to help him out, don’t you think?” And Tommy felt his new body quickly expanding, pressed up tightly against the confines of the new jock’s underwear.

[mydiirtymiind]

[conchoronzon]

You were just having a friendly chat with your bro when he smiled at you. "Shoot, man. I just figured out what's been going wrong in your life." He stood up, hitched his shirt up, and pushed down his pants. "You're living as a person. You're not. You're cock food."

He didn't accept any of your denials. Your bro knew best. And he knew you would be happiest melting away in his balls, even if you didn't. Even if you complained the whole time, right up until your last breath...

[misctf]

Valentine's Day Gift

“Are you for real?” Amanda placed her hands on her hips, “We’ve been together for how long? And this is what you get me for Valentine’s Day?”

“C’mon Amanda, don’t be that way.” Jared smiled, “Seriously, I really think...”

“I really think you weren’t thinking.” She pushed passed Jared and grabbed her coat, “I can’t believe you.” She marched towards the door, “I told you how I felt about that.”

“Wait, Amanda, please...” Jared reached out to her, but the door was already slammed in his face, “Amanda!” He called after her, but she was already far gone.

Jared slowly shut the door to this apartment and sighed.

“God damn it.”

He walked back to his room, his thoughts racing. A part of him felt terrible- he seriously thought Amanda would come around to his gift. But at he looked down at the box on his bed, the realization hit him just how stupid he was. The “Pleasure Suit” was still in its packaging. Jared had spent weeks researching and saving up for this special Valentine's Day gift, convinced it would take his relationship with Amanda to new heights of ecstasy.

This kind of suit was becoming increasingly popular- a form-fitting bodysuit embedded with advanced neuro-stimulators and pheromone dispensers. Apparently, when worn, it would heighten every touch and sensation tenfold, turning the wearer into a living, breathing sex toy perpetually primed for pleasure. The manufacturer claimed it could make even the most vanilla lovemaking feel like an earth-shattering, mind-blowing experience. Jared had seen demonstrations on some of the more hardcore porn sites he frequented.

“I really thought she’d jump at the chance to spice things up a bit.” He thought, sitting down on his bed, “But I guess this is a bit much.” He couldn’t help but imagine her all wrapped up in the tight, black latex- her body trembling with pleasure, “The videos made it look so hot.” He muttered, feeling his dick chub up a bit. He let out a dry chuckle, “Oh come on, it’s just some black latex.” He mumbles.

He pulled the Pleasure Suit out of the box, running his hands along it. He didn’t know how the suit enhanced pleasure- for all intents and purposes, it was just a garment. Yet, as Jared's fingers caressed the sleek, glossy surface of the Pleasure Suit, he shivers slightly, a pulse of excitement running through his body. The material felt cool and smooth against his skin, almost electric.

“So good...” He mumbles, “It feels amazing...”

Jared thoughts slow- his mind focusing solely on the suit. Almost in a trance, Jared brings the suit up to his face, inhaling deeply. There's something intoxicating about the faint scent that fills his nostrils. His cock twitches.

“Maybe... maybe I should wear it...” The idea resonates within his brain, blocking out any rational thought. His breath quickens as he holds the gleaming black suit up to his body, imagining how it would cling to every curve and contour, “Just to see how it feels...” he mumbles, almost drunk on the concept.

Almost mechanically, he removes his clothes and casts them aside. With a deep breath, Jared slowly slides one leg into the waiting sleeve of the suit, gasping as the smooth, cool material engulfs his skin. He steps into the other side and shivers as the latex wraps around him, now seeming to move almost of its own accord. 

“Ohhh fuck...” The sensations intensify as the suit encases his thighs, tiny nodes along the inner lining beginning to pulse gently, “Fuck...” He releases the suit, yet it continues wrap around him, no longer needing his assistance.  

Jared grunts, biting his lip- his cock now at full mast and pulsing with need for release. The suit slides higher, immediately enveloped his member in snug, vibrating heat.

“Ahhhhhhhh!” He cries out as the suit's hidden mechanisms go to work, caressing his shaft with expert precision while teasing his swollen balls.

And before he can even register it, the suit invades his tight hole. Jared's eyes roll back in bliss as the tendril breaches his entrance, sliding deep inside with slick ease. It coils and undulates within him, seeking out his most sensitive spots. When it finds his prostate, it begins to massage the gland with focused intensity, sending shockwaves of ecstasy radiating through his core.

“OH GOD OH FUCK YESSS!!!” Jared wails, his hips bucking erratically as the dual assault on his cock and prostate pushes him rapidly towards the edge.

But the suit keeps him on the edge, using pleasure to keep Jared’s mind unfocused and distracted. Lost in a haze of overwhelming pleasure, Jared barely registers the rest of the suit slithering up his torso and arms.

“Mmmnngghh... s'g-god... c-can't... t-too much...” he slurs drunkenly between gasps and moans.

He feels it conforming perfectly to every muscle and contour. The latex hugs his biceps, highlighting their definition, and ripples across his abs and pecs like a second skin. Every movement sending pleasure coursing along his skin and directly to his cock. His thoughts grow hazier by the second, consumed by the relentless pleasure.

“S-so f-fucking g-good... n-never wanna t-take it off... w-wanna stay like th-this f-forever...”

As the latex creeps up Jared's neck, he tilts his head back with a shuddering moan. His breathing grows ragged as it engulfs his jawline and cheeks, the world narrowing as it begins to conform to his face and over his eyes. In a moment of clarity amidst the haze of lust, Jared realizes with dawning horror what's about to happen. But before he can react, the latex covers his head, plunging him into absolute darkness. He opens his mouth to cry out, only for the suit to force itself past his lips, invading his throat and forming a perfect, lewd O shape.

“MMMPPHHH! GLLKK GLLKK!” Jared gags and chokes around the intrusion stretching his esophagus.

Jared's panic subsides as the suit works to remove his gag reflex, allowing the intruding latex to slide further and effortlessly down his throat without discomfort. And as Jared is swallowed up more in the bliss of the Pleasure Suit, he can make out words flashing before his eyes.

.......Dual User Settings: ACTIVE.......User 1: Jared Lansing.......User 2: PENDIND.......User Preferences: PENDING..........User Sync: 0% .......Directives: AWAITING USER 2..........

But Jared couldn't process what any of this means. His mind shattering further as wave after wave of pleasure from the suit occupies his every thought. And he falls back onto his bed, completely overwhelmed...

Hours later, the sound of fumbling keys and slurred cursing announces Kent's drunken return to their shared apartment. He grunts as he shuffles through the apartment.

“Yo Jared, broooo....” He slurs, “How’d you’re night go, buddy. Buddy?” Stumbling into Jared's room, he pauses, blinking blearily at the sight before him, “Well, well, looks like my boy Jared finally splurged on a new fucktoy."

Kent chuckles, kicking off his shoes haphazardly. “Ah probably that gift he was mentioning or something...”

He lurches closer to the bed, peering at the doll, “Damn thing looks real fancy though. Look at that cock.” Kent reaches out to grope the firm, muscular chest on display, his hands then wandering to its cock, “What’s the smell...” Kent’s eyes are half-lidded as the smell of rubber fills his nostrils- his thoughts slowing even more.

He leans in closer, taking in a deep whiff of the rubber. He holds back a moan, and in the corner of his eye notices the inviting 'O' shape mouth. A wicked grin spreads across his face and in his drunken state, a brilliant idea forms.

“Well, well, looks like this toy is just begging to be used,” he slurs, fumbling with his belt. With clumsy movements, he frees his hardening cock, giving it a few strokes, “Don't mind if I do, right buddy?” Kent straddles the toy’s head, positioning himself above that tempting opening, “Hope you don't mind sharing your new toy, roomie.” With a grunt, he starts to push his thick cock past Jared's stretched lips, groaning as the slick latex engulfs him.

Kent groans and thrusts faster, using Jared's mouth like a cheap fleshlight. Jared’s mind now registering the thick cock invading his mouth... its taste... its smell... But any horror is suppressed as his mind is bombarded by even greater sensations of pure pleasure. The suit rewarding him for his use. Drool leaks out around Kent’s cock as he chases his release. With a loud groan, he hilts himself deep and starts to cum directly down Jared's throat.

“Fuuuuck yesss, swallow it all you rubber slut!” 

Kent moans, pumping load after load into the latex sheathing Jared's gullet. At the exact moment of climax, Jared's vision flashes again:

User 2 Identified: Kent Fields........User Preferences: UPLOADING........ User Sync: 10%.........Directives: PENDING UPLOAD

Somewhere in the depths of his pleasure-addled mind, Jared registers a new presence, a foreign consciousness briefly merging with his own as Kent's essence is pumped directly into him. The sensations intensify tenfold and in that moment, panic fills him. And then everything goes black...

[vorememore22]

"Spot my deadlift?" Kit asked, adjusting his grip on the barbell as he crouched low.

Ben Platt wiped his palms on his shorts and stepped behind him. "Yeah, but don't expect mercy if your form sucks."

Kit snorted, lifting the bar with a grunt. Ben watched the muscles in his back tighten, the sweat glistening under the gym’s harsh lights. He’d known Kit long enough to recognize the determination in his stance—always pushing, always hungry for more.

Then, something shifted.

A thought slithered into Ben’s mind, dark and sticky. His fingers twitched at his sides. Before he could question it, his hands were moving—not to steady Kit, but to his own waistband. The gym noises faded, replaced by the pulse in his ears.

Ben's breath hitched as his fingers curled around himself, the impulse twisting deeper than any rational thought. Kit was mid-rep, shoulders straining, utterly unaware—until Ben's other hand clamped down on his hip. "What the—" Kit's protest was cut short as something wet and impossibly strong yanked him forward. The barbell clattered to the floor.

The heat hit first. A slick, suffocating pressure enveloped Kit's head, shoulders, then chest, the muscles of Ben's shaft pulsing around him in waves. His own arms pinned uselessly at his sides, Kit kicked—once, twice—but the rhythm only seemed to spur Ben on. A groan vibrated through the walls of flesh as Kit's waist disappeared inch by inch into that impossible darkness, his sneakers scraping the rubber flooring before they, too, were swallowed whole.

Ben's head tipped back, his free hand braced against the squat rack. He could feel every squirm, every muffled shout as Kit became a thick, undulating bulge down his length. Hips stuttering, he palmed the shape of him, fingers sinking into the heated skin where Kit's shoulders strained against the confines. "Fuck—" The word came out ragged. His balls tightened, swelling impossibly fuller as Kit's form melted into them, the outline of a thrashing limb smoothing into liquid weight.

The gym's fluorescents glared down as Ben's climax ripped through him. Kit—now just a thick, churning load—pulsed hot in his grip before arcing across the room in thick ropes. Dumbbells shone under the spill, the weight bench dripping as Ben shuddered through the last of it, his own knees nearly giving out.

Silence. Then—distant footsteps in the hallway. Ben blinked at the mess, then down at himself, sticky and spent. A laugh bubbled up, half-hysterical, as he grabbed his towel. "Shit," he muttered, swiping at his forehead. The door creaked open behind him.

[vorepred223311]

Klaus vs Salvatore brothers

The wooden steps groaned under Klaus Mikaelson's boots as he descended into the cellar, the scent of damp earth and old wine barrels thick in the air. His fingers trailed absently along the stone wall, nails scraping mortar in a slow, deliberate rhythm. There was no hurry. Not now.

"Honestly, boys," he sighed, pausing at the bottom step, "you’d think after all these years, you’d learn not to pick fights you can’t win." His voice was light, almost amused, but the flicker of candlelight caught the sharpness in his eyes.

Stefan Salvatore jerked against the heavy chains binding his wrists to the ceiling beam, the metal biting into his skin. Blood—fresh and dark—dripped from a split lip. "Go to hell," he spat.

Beside him, Damon let out a rough laugh, though his shoulders were tense, his usual smirk strained at the edges. "Come on, Klaus. You really think this is how you get us to play nice?"

Klaus tilted his head, stepping closer. The dim light carved shadows under his cheekbones, the ghost of a smile playing at his lips. "Oh, Damon," he murmured. "You have no idea what ‘playing nice’ even looks like." His hand came up, fingers curling around Stefan’s jaw, forcing his head back. "But I’m happy to show you."

Klaus's grip tightened on Stefan's jaw, his thumb pressing into the hollow of his throat just hard enough to make him swallow. "Open," he murmured, and when Stefan didn't comply fast enough, he dug his nails in, forcing his mouth open with a sharp twist. Stefan gasped, his breath hitching as Klaus leaned in, the heat of his body pressing close. "Good boy," Klaus purred, and then his cock was there, thick and already dripping, sliding past Stefan's lips before he could even think to resist.

The taste was overwhelming—salt and musk and something darker, something that made Stefan's stomach twist even as his throat clenched instinctively around the intrusion. Klaus didn't give him time to adjust, didn't let him catch his breath. He fucked into his mouth with brutal precision, each thrust driving deeper, until Stefan's nose brushed the wiry curls at the base of his cock. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, his jaw aching, but Klaus didn't slow. He pistoned in and out, the wet slap of skin against skin echoing in the cellar, punctuated by Stefan's choked gags.

Damon snarled, lunging against his chains, the metal links rattling violently. "Get the fuck off him—" Klaus didn't even glance his way. He just reached out with his free hand, fingers tangling in Stefan's hair, and yanked him forward, burying his cock to the hilt. Stefan's throat convulsed, his body jerking as Klaus held him there, his nose pressed flush to Klaus's pelvis. Then, with a low groan, Klaus came, his hips stuttering as he pumped his release straight down Stefan's throat. Stefan swallowed reflexively, the thick spurts coating his tongue, his chin dripping with what spilled over.

Klaus sighed, petting Stefan's hair as he pulled back, his cock glistening with spit and cum. "See?" he murmured, thumbing away a tear from Stefan's cheek. "That wasn't so hard." Stefan coughed, his chest heaving, but before he could recover, Klaus's grip shifted, his fingers sliding around the base of his cock—and then, impossibly, Stefan felt himself being pulled forward, his body compressing, his vision narrowing to the dark heat of Klaus's flesh. He barely had time to gasp before he was engulfed, the world shrinking to the pulse of Klaus's heartbeat around him.

Klaus groaned, his hand smoothing over the bulge in his cock, feeling Stefan writhe inside him. "Fuck, you feel good," he breathed, giving the trapped shape of Stefan's ass a sharp slap. The sound was obscenely loud, and Damon let out a ragged curse, his chains clanking as he strained against them. Klaus ignored him, too busy stroking himself, his fingers working in tight, practiced spirals. Stefan's struggles grew weaker, his form dissolving, melting into the thick spill of Klaus's spend. Klaus shuddered, his cock twitching as he came again, Stefan's essence mixing with his own.

Klaus exhaled, slow and satisfied, his fingers still lazily tracing the fading bulge where Stefan had been. His cock twitched against his thigh, glistening with the remnants of his release, but his attention was already shifting—toward Damon, still chained and bristling, his chest rising and falling in sharp, furious breaths. Klaus cocked his head, a slow smirk spreading across his lips. "Don't look at me like that, love," he murmured, stepping closer. "You'll get your turn."

Damon bared his teeth, his usual smirk long gone, replaced by something raw and feral. "You son of a bitch—" His voice cracked, the chains rattling as he jerked against them. Klaus only chuckled, reaching out to run a fingertip along Damon’s jawline, his touch feather-light, almost teasing.

"Such fire," Klaus mused. "I’ve always liked that about you." Then, without warning, he fisted his hand in Damon’s hair and yanked his head forward, his other hand guiding his still-hard cock between Damon’s lips. Damon choked, his body recoiling, but Klaus held him fast, his grip unrelenting. "None of that now," Klaus chided, his voice dripping with false sweetness. "You watched your brother take it so well. Be a good boy and follow his example."

Damon gagged as Klaus thrust deep, his cock sliding to the back of his throat with brutal efficiency. Klaus didn’t bother with slow buildup—he set a punishing pace from the start, his hips snapping forward, each drive forcing Damon’s nose into his pelvis. Spit dripped down Damon’s chin, his throat convulsing around the intrusion, but Klaus only groaned, tightening his grip in Damon’s hair. "Fuck, that’s it," he breathed, his free hand palming the base of his cock, feeling the way Damon’s throat fluttered around him. "Swallow it all. Every last drop."

Damon’s vision blurred, his lungs burning, but Klaus didn’t let up. He fucked into Damon’s mouth with relentless precision, his breath coming in ragged pants, until finally, with a low, guttural groan, he came—his release flooding Damon’s throat in thick, pulsing spurts. Damon coughed, his body jerking, but Klaus held him there, forcing him to swallow, his fingers gentling slightly as he stroked Damon’s hair. "Good," he murmured. "Very good."

Klaus pulled back with a satisfied hum, his cock slick and glistening in the dim light. Damon gasped, spitting out the last of the thick spend, his lips swollen and glistening. But before he could even catch his breath, Klaus’s grip shifted—his fingers tightening around Damon’s skull, his other hand guiding the head of his cock against Damon’s parted lips once more. "Ah-ah," Klaus tutted, his voice honeyed with false patience. "We’re not done yet."

Damon’s eyes widened, but the protest died in his throat as Klaus’s cock pressed forward—not into his mouth, but against it, the tip flaring wider, the flesh rippling unnaturally. Damon thrashed, chains clanking, but Klaus only chuckled, his fingers digging into Damon’s scalp as his cock opened, the wet heat of it engulfing Damon’s face inch by inch. Damon’s scream was muffled instantly, his nose and mouth sealed inside Klaus’s flesh, his body vanishing into the tight, pulsing embrace. Klaus groaned, his head tipping back as he felt Damon’s shoulders disappear next, the frantic bucking of his hips slowing as he was swallowed deeper.

Klaus palmed the bulge in his cock, fingers tracing the outline of Damon’s trapped form—the curve of his spine, the frantic kick of his legs. "Shh," he murmured, though Damon couldn’t hear him anymore, not with Klaus’s cock swallowing him whole, the wet heat of it pressing in from all sides. Klaus stroked himself lazily, his other hand massaging the shifting shape of Damon inside him, feeling the way his body twitched and writhed. "Perfect," he breathed, his voice rough with pleasure.

The cellar was silent save for the slick sounds of Klaus’s hand moving over his cock, the occasional muffled thump from inside. Klaus’s breath hitched, his hips jerking as he worked himself faster, Damon’s struggles growing weaker, his form melting into the thick spill of Klaus’s release. Klaus groaned, his cock pulsing around the dissolving shape of Damon, his stomach tightening as pleasure coiled low in his gut. "Almost there," he panted, fingers digging into the last discernible curve of Damon’s ass before it, too, vanished into the hot, liquid depths of him.

With a final, shuddering gasp, Klaus came—his release flooding the last of Damon away, his cock twitching as it emptied into nothing. He exhaled, slow and satisfied, his hand still lazily stroking the fading bulge where Damon had been. Then, with a low, contented groan, Klaus leaned back against the cellar wall, his cock softening against his thigh. He licked his lips, eyes half-lidded, and let out sigh