The Grumblr app easily matches predators and prey for quick fun and casual vore experiences. The emphasis is on quick and casual.
When Scott met up with Jeffrey, that's exactly what he expected.
What he didn't expect was Jeffrey to have a long talk about the meaning of life, his place in the universe and what happens when you die.
Jeffrey made the unfortunate faux pas of making vore a philosophical, emotional and metaphorical experience with a predator who couldn't give less of a shit.
Scott tried his best not to be irritated, but his face only screwed up more as Jeffrey continued on and on.
"Gosh, this is like that metaphor. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..." The smaller man trailed off. "And man to fat." He laughed.
Scott turned and strode over to the smaller man, interrupting his monologue.
"Man, I get this is important to you, but I'm hungry. I really don't give a shit about your life story."
His tone was cold, freezing Jeffrey to the spot instantly.
"Here's how it's gonna go. I'm gonna eat you. I'm gonna go home and do the rest of the shit I gotta do. My gut's gonna slowly melt you down. By the time I start coughing up some of your finger bones tomorrow, I won't even remember your name."
The smaller man blanched. “Oh, God."
"Yea, dude. That's the circle of life. Eat, sleep, shit, repeat." He grabbed the smaller man. "You're mine, now."
His mouth stretched over Jeffrey's head, just barely muffling a scream.
Scott tossed his head back, finishing off Jeffrey in a couple strong gulps.
He patted his belly, adjusting to the new weight quickly. "About fucking time. UURP. Settle down, you won't have too long before it gets nasty." The predator was strong, having no issue carrying a squirming gut.
He grabbed his shirt off the ground, stretching it over his body the best he could. It stopped at his belly button, the bulging belly still sticking out underneath. He turned, walking back the way the two had come initially.
As Scott left the beach, his prey had completely settled down, giving in to his fate. He patted the belly again, finally sated.
The morning sun was high in the sky, painting warmth over the streets Scott walked. He was satisfied.
"Great way to start the day."