I never directly told him I had fantasies about being swallowed whole, but my favourite friend with benefits accidentally satisfied those cravings when he noticed how I reacted to him licking my face. It became a big part of our foreplay, having my face thoroughly explored by his tongue while I was pinned helplessly beneath his fat, heavy body. It grew more passionate each time, his lips wrapped around more and more of my face almost like he was learning to stretch them wider on purpose.
The day he managed to get his jaws around my whole head was a pleasant shock to us both. When he eventually pulled away and we locked eyes, I could tell from the grin on his face that he’d known my secret all along. He’d been taking the time to practice this, and from that point onwards my whole head was trapped and tasted within his drooling maw during each of our encounters. My shoulders were the last barrier to overcome, and when he was finally able to slip those past his lips, there’s was nothing stopping him from devouring me.
It took less than a minute to swallow me entirely, like my friend desperately wanted to claim the meal he’d been chasing for so long. But it felt much longer to me when I was focusing on the sensations of each part of my body being dragged inside of his own. His wet tongue sliding beneath my pits as he took in the flavour from my hairy chest. His saliva trickling down my hips before he sucked them deeper. His throat muscles massaging my throbbing cock as he gulped down my legs. And last but not least, the ticklish feeling of his hands pushing against the soles of my feet to finish me off.
My friend belched and patted his stuffed belly as I settled inside, smothered by the hot, slimy walls of his stomach that were padded with a thick layer of fat. “Thanks for helping me learn how to do this. You’re just the first of many guys who are going to feed this big gut of mine.” I was covered in so much sweat and saliva that it already felt like my body was starting to melt, but I loved every second of it, sure of my role as a satisfying meal and soon-to-be pudge on another man’s waistline.
Hey there guys!! Today I'm writing about my favorite guy i fantasize about getting eaten by but the story is not gonna be in my pov sadly as that would make it a bit shorter.
Since the moment jake saw lazar's photo on Instagram he knew that one day he would love to end up filling his stomach up and stuffing him as he thought he would look amazing with a bloated belly and a happy trail like that. That's why he hit the follow button and moved on with his day but a notification suddenly interrupted his daily schedule "lazar started following you" he didn't think that such a hot famous guy would follow him back. He excitedly opened instagram and he saw that lazar actually sent a voice message and with a thick bulgarian accent he said "hey cutie i noticed you're a good chubby boy what would you think about meeting up this weekend? Or why not this afternoon?"
Jake jumped with excitement when he heard the message not believing that he would get to meet the man of his dreams not knowing that lazar was already planning the perfect place for them or perhaps for jake. They agreed to meet at the local coffee shop jake usually liked to walk even though his form didn't give off that idea so he decided to walk to the caffee as it was a mile away from home. When he entered the shop he was greeted by the handsome tall muscular man smiling at him waiting next to the door he went in for a hug " Hey bro how you doing really nice to meet you" jake unable to hide his joy nor his boner squealed"you're much hotter in person" touching lazar's bicep. Lazar laughed "Haha i mean what can i say you're also what i always needed". The two guys sat down jake ordered a coffee and a donut while lazar only got a glass of juice and when jake asked why he replied "meh not feeling like eating or drinking anything maybe later yes but now no" jake didn't think much of it then as he was all focused on the handsome man in front of him. After they finished it was already night time since they got so taken away by talking and getting to know each other more. So lazar insisted on driving jake home since it's dangerous for him to walk alone at night and he accompanied him till his doorstep jake invited him in but lazar declined saying he got to go home and finish stuff he had. After that jake went in and started changing into his pyjamas and it was time for lazar's plan to start .He heard suddenly a knock on the door to his shock it was lazar again before he said anything lazar immediately said "hey bro my car broke down and there's not any mechanic in the area mind If i stay over tonight?" With excitement jake replied "of course man come in!" Seeing the shirtless chubby jake, lazar got more excited to start his plan so he asked jake "it's getting late and I'm tired where should i sleep?" Jake said "well, it's a one bedroom apartment so i guess we'd have to share my bed" jake purposely ignored the idea of lazar sleeping on the couch and lazar had some great muscles that can get him whatever he wanted so his plan was going very smoothly. After they entered the room jake continued wearing his pajamas while lazar took off his shirt and layed shirtless on the bed resting his hands behind his head his belly as if on queue released a deafening gurgle it was getting hungry jake attracted but what he just witnessed didn't even offer lazar any food he just jumped next to his new "friend" on the bed worshipping his abs and his happy trail placing his head on lazar's belly listening to it intently. Lazar knew now that jake has fallen for the bait so he started playing with Jake's hair until jake drifted off to sleep on lazar's belly now it was time for the full plan to come to life. Lazar slowly and gently layed jake on the bed still asleep and positioned himself on the feet of the bed he jumped on top of his prey and started feet first licking Jake's feet from soles to toes enjoying the amazing taste of his sleeping prey. His belly emitted a faint rumble hinting that it was time to start gulping down Jake's sleepy body. He opened his mouth placed Jake's feet inside it and slowly started gulping down jake bit by bit he arrived to his ankles he couldn't help himself jake was too delicious to stop but lazar's cock got too big it was getting in the way.
So he got off the bed and with Jake's ankles still in his throat pulled him until lazar's cock was throbbing on the bed frame he continued with frequent slow gulps devouring jake. But suddenly jake was awoken by all the moaning lazar was making since jake was so delicious jake witnessed the scene in front of him lazar had now devoured jake to his hips. Lazar expected jake to scream or freak out but all he got was a giggle "i always wanted to stuff you but didn't expect to be the prey but I don't mind continue daddy " relief washed over lazar as if he was about to stop if jake didn't agree (when lazar feels pleasure in swallowing a guy whole he starts taking automatic gulps it's like a reflex he can't help it) so lazar continued swallowing even Jake's plump belly wasn't an obstacle for this hungry predator he seems to have dont it multiple times before.
Finally before taking the final gulp sending jake to his forever home his now huge gut jake said "bye daddy i really enjoyed my time with you bet you would feel much better on the inside too" but all he got in response from lazar was a hard gulp sending half of Jake's face into his throat. Lazar pushed the remaining of Jake's head into his mouth with his hand and closed his mouth he placed his hands on his huge belly and took the final gulp now jake was fully in lazar's stomach drenched in acid preparing to be digested into protein for lazar's muscles. Lazar rubbed his belly enjoying the pleasure of swallowing another huge meal he was proud of himself so he whipped out his phone and took a picture (the one you saw on top) posted it on Instagram and tagged jake "one more chubby fagot down who's next?" You wouldn't believe how many twinks and even dilfs were freaking out over lazar's gut in the comments.
Finally lazar crawled back into Jake's old bed since his new one is lazar's stomach and started rubbing his belly flexing his abs to see Jake's outline through his belly walls listening to his stomach gurgling digesting the huge meal he has just swallowed
It's been a week since my last update on my book. 😏
I've gone from page 32 to
page 33. 😅
Momentum isn't constant, 🐢
but my work ethic is! 🦍
So stay tuned, I'll keep plugging away at this.
Content: Vore, MLM, Digestion, Transmasc POV, Evil CEO and his favorite manager
Victor adjusted his shirt and tie looking at the large building in front of him carrying a folder. Papers were dangerously close to falling, until he tucked them away with a shaky hand. Sliding his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he took a step into the building labeled Venture Industries. The receptionist greeted him warmly,
“Hello. How might I help you today?” She asked, looking the man up and down.
“I’m here for an interview with a Mr. Winters?” He replied, and she raised her eyebrows. “Ah, I see now. Go up to the 10th floor, you’ll find him there in his office. Make sure to knock on the door and wait until he addresses you.” The receptionist smiled but her tone was off, almost as though she was reading off a script.
Victor furrowed his brow a bit but nodded and turned to look at the elevator. Walking over he waited for it to come down with a very elegantly dressed man next to him. He was very tall, light brown skin and his black hair slicked back. He eyed Victor coldly, his brown eyes almost gold in the light. The young man awkwardly stood there, feeling his heart pound as this man eyed him over.
“Whats your name?” He asked once the elevator opened its doors to them both and they got inside.
“Victor, sir. Victor Hernandez.” He replied, acutely aware of the fact that this man was also going to the 10th floor.
“Victor. What a nice name.” The older man replied, now that he had gotten a closer look he was maybe 50s, but aged well even though his hair had the grey fox look.
“My name is Draven Fox. I hope you enjoy your time with the boss.” He grinned slyly, and casted a cunning look down at Victor who bristeled a bit.
“I appreciate it.” Victor replied, “I have a very extensive resume that anyone would be glad to have.”
The elevator dinged and came to a halt, as Draven exited he went to another office to the left with his name labeled on it. While Victor left and began searching for the office of the boss. He eventually found himself in front of a very large double door with a family crest on it. Not taking the time to read it he knocked on the door loudly three times.
“It’s me, Victor Hernandez. I’m here for the interview at 2:30?” He called through the door, before taking a seat and waiting for about five minutes. A very large man opened the doors, he was huge in every sense of the word. Very fat and tall which filled out his body well but it was obvious how much weight was held back by his suit.
“Ah. Perfect, my next interview. I hope you will perform better than the last one. She was not the taste I had in mind for this job opening.” The man replied, gesturing Victor into his office space which looked more like a study for an old European castle. It was huge with a massive desk and an even larger leather chair, in one corner was a chaise lounge that could probably seat five Victors with its width and length. There were a pile of different folders on his desk all with different names on them, all of them looked the same except there were X’s on some and O’s on very few of the rest. It was chaotic but also very clean, clearly bookkeeping wasn’t this man’s strong suit. But Victor was determined to show how useful he can be, plus with as high paying of a position this was he might as well try to show off what he can do.
“Let’s start off with introductions. My name is Alistair Winters, I’m the founder and head of the board of Daybreak Incorporated. We mostly deal in manufacturing and production of medical equipment and chemicals for said medicine. This building is primarily made to deal with the orders, stock, and finances of our shareholders and those that buy from us.” He spoke with a resonant tone which made the young man feel much smaller compared to Mr. Winters in front of him. The man went on for a bit longer about the comings and goings, with Victor interjecting questions every now and again before the young man finally had his time to respond.
“Well I’ve been an assistant manager for several large corporations. One of them I even recall is your rival company known as Fox Industrial, I was the CFO’s main assistant. I also worked as CFO for a short period of time in a large business before it went bankrupt.” As Victor spoke he pulled out different slips of paper and handed them to Mr. Winters who read them with interest.
“Unfortunately, they were in the red for far too long before I took over. I mostly kept the employees from going under with it and managed to get everyone off reasonably covered.” Victor continued on listing his qualifications and answering the interview questions that Mr. Winters gave him. Before he could respond the man groaned a bit and leaned back.
“You are certainly something. I think… you’re hired!” Mr. Winters said with a grin, rubbing his large stomach he sat up and leaned forwards. Victor’s eyebrows raised in shock as he saw the man grab some papers and a large packet and pass it over to him.
“Read through that, it has everything you need to know about the job and come back in two days.” The man spoke, and gave him a small smile before removing from his desk a large cigar.
“Come at eight in the morning, perfect time for Draven to fill you in on your job. He will train you before I have you start on what I want you to do.” Mr. Winters grinned, almost evilly as he sucked his teeth.
“Alright, sir. I certainly will, thank you so much.” Victor replied, standing up as the man began to turn around in his chair. Backing away slowly, he moves out and walks into the room looking at the packet in his hands. Not only was it huge but the print was very small on each page. Before he accidentally walked into someone, looking up he saw that same man from before with two men in tow. Draven looked down and smiled, but it was odd, almost a knowing grin. Disappearing into Mr. Winters’ room with these two men, Victor almost waited to eavesdrop but he left. Not wanting to make a bad first impression, he went all the way back home silently celebrating.
Meanwhile, Mr Winters sat back in his chair, his gut larger than it was before. Moving and squirming with life beneath the tight clothing keeping whatever it was stuck.
“He was… very appetizing to me, Draven. I could have walked out of here with an extra meal.” Mr. Winters complained, rubbing his large belly
“But then we would need to do another round of hiring. And I cannot have new hires disappearing into your waistline each time, Alistair.” The other man responded, “Besides, you will like him. He is more competent at his job than the last one was. Especially since I chose him since I know you like to manhandle your servants a lot.” Draven laughed a bit, and lit his cigar filling the room with a sweet acrid smoke.
“Ugh, fine. I promise I won’t eat the next batch.” Mr. Winters spoke, but Draven shook his head at the older man.
“No.” He said, shortly giving him an annoyed look, “I will not discuss this with you further. You already ate over your normal amount today. You had ten people to yourself, and you made me feed them to you. I am not going to deal with your greed any longer if you continue this.” Draven said, and Mr Winters placed a hand on his chest.
“If you felt that way you should have told me! It’s not my fault I get hungry on hiring days, all those interviews work up my appetite.” Mr Winters responded faux pouting to Draven who glared at him. Waving his hand at the man dismissively he laughed a bit,
“You are so rude to me, Draven. I don’t have to take that from you. You’re lucky I find it endearing lest you would join my waistline.” The man crooned at Draven, who narrowed his eyes and ran a hand along his stomach.
“You wish you could. But I’ve made sure I can run away while you’re stuck in your chair.” Draven rubbed into his enormous gut, causing a cacophony of gurgles and some weak groaning from the occupants within. “They’re almost gone already, you glutton. I bet you’ll want seconds too won’t you?” Draven sneered at Mr. Winters who grunted in pleasure from the feeling before opening a weary eye.
“I wasn’t going to but now that you brought it up…? Maybe, I need to be able to walk out of here and if it looks like I ate four people at once, then I’ll be questioned.” Mr. Winters groaned and sat up sloshing his gut around before leaning forward.
“Give me an hour and we can walk out of here together.”
Terrible Terry really wants to gobble up Jim,but wants Jim comfortable with the idea of being Terry's dinner.Terry will then open his mouth ,and let the human explore the giants maw.Terry may taste Jim but has made a vow not to swallow the human
Pairing: V x Reader
Title: for your safety.
Word count: 4331
Rating: Vore. It’s not sexual, but it may make you uncomfortable if you don’t tolerate such things. Minor spoilers for V’s route.
You were painfully aware that this place was doing no good to you. Constant nerves, the risk of too many different scenarios to even prepare for, the elixir you were almost given, the people who held you hostage even though… you had nothing to do with the whole situation.
It wasn’t your war. It was an accident you’ve been put in a place like this. You didn’t know these people and neither did you know how to help them, even if you really wanted to.
But all you’ve got, was even more stress, even more fear, even more… not knowing, how your next day would look like.
And you couldn’t help but feel yourself falter, too nervous to sleep, with your stomach so clenched you couldn’t eat either. You felt tired all the time and it didn’t take long for you to get sick. With your forehead burning from a fever, and your muscles aching too much to get out of the bed.
It didn’t take Ray long to notice. But he couldn’t know how to help you. He couldn’t understand.
All he could, was to cure the physical symptoms. And so he promised to do.
That evening, when you were buried in the bedsheets, with your phone in your hands, yet too drowsy to use it, you heard the knocking on the door and sat up slowly, letting out a weak, feverish “come in”.
The man in magenta suit smiled softly, greeting you. He clearly was in hurry and you didn’t want to bother him. He asked you about your wellbeing, as he always would. He was polite and almost cheerful, yet you could notice him constantly worried from how he watched you, trying to figure out how sick you actually were. You obviously wouldn’t tell him everything… Yet he just knew.
From the pocket of his suit, he took out a small bottle with a label on it. All it read was some numbers, but you panicked internally, recalling the last time he was to give you something to drink.
“I-it’s not the elixir” he said quickly, seeing your eyes widen in fear. “It’s a medicine… An actual one. It should put you to sleep for some time and let your body regenerate. Please, take it before going to sleep. It’ll make you feel better.”
Sleep surely was what you needed and you nodded, taking the bottle and placing it on your night drawer.
Ray excused himself and left, and you slumped down onto the bed, trying to ignore the headache that most likely stemmed from the fever.
Not even five minutes passed before you heard the knocking again. But you instantly knew that it’s someone else, Ray’s knocking always was… just different.
“Come in…?” you said, a bit unsure. The knob moved and the door opened, revealing the only face that could actually make you relieved.
It was V and, even though he seemed – as always – nervous, his presence made you calm down in an instant. You smiled softly.
“Hi there…”
V sighed.
“You don’t look well… But I’m glad nothing bad happened to you yet” he said quietly, checking if there was no one following him outside the room. He went in and closed the door. You could see he’d rather lock it, but the magnetic lock could be opened by anyone with the Magenta card anyway.
“Yet? Do you know about something I don’t?” You tilted your head to the side, crossing your legs as you sat on the bed, encouraging him to sit down as well. He hesitated, but then came closer, sitting on the edge of the mattress.
“Not much, but… Rika may soon find out you haven’t drunk the elixir. Ray won’t be able to hide it from her too long… He’s too loyal for that…” he sighed.
“So… we need to figure out a way to get me out of her as soon as possible.” It was nothing new for you now.
“But you need to be healthy first… I heard Ray brought you something. I see you haven’t taken it yet” he glanced at the bottle and you looked at it too, frowning slightly.
“He literally just was here to bring it. But… I was wondering, if…”
“If he didn’t lie to you?”
Exactly.
How could you even trust him after all he’s done…
“I don’t think that’s the case. Ray cares about you, no matter how it may look like.”
Of course he does… He brought you here and locked like a princess in the tower, unable to even leave this particular floor.
But it didn’t matter. You didn’t know what to think of Ray, but so far, V has never failed you.
“I’ll take it now, then.” You reached for the bottle. V’s eyes never left yours as you, a bit hesitantly, opened the bottle. “Should I drink… all of this? Maybe half would be enough” you mumbled, but he didn’t answer.
You sighed. Your fever only got worse in the meanwhile. Of course it’d be the best to just get over it. It wasn’t really likely for it to be poisonous. You shook your head and drank the whole liquid on one go, for this short moment deciding to not think of possible consequences.
“Do you want to be alone now?”
V’s voice was unsure as always, as he wondered whether or not it’d make you uncomfortable.
“No, I’d rather… Just in case something happens” you mumbled quickly, feeling the drowsiness take over your body and you laid down, curling up among the sheets.
Your stomach grumbled and for a brief moment, the headache disappeared, along with all other pain you’d feel at that moment. Or no… everything disappeared. All the emotions and sensations, for the few seconds, everything just disappeared, leaving you completely ridden of your feelings, of your personality.
And just as you felt like you’re about to pass out, your body started to itch.
And then – what you weren’t aware of in how dizzy you became – your body started to shrink, to the point of it being of the size of a small doll, not more than ten centimeters tall.
Your own confusion was so huge you didn’t even see the terrified expression on V’s face, who literally just saw you shrinking down to such a form.
Everything around you was giant and you honestly wondered if it was the elixir causing some hallucinations. It was until V’s voice brought you back to reality.
“…MC?”
You surely didn’t feel drowsy anymore and you glanced up, suddenly realizing that your clothes stayed in their natural size, and your vulnerable, goddamn Thumbelina form was completely naked.
You reached, covering yourself with the collar or your shirt. Collar alone was enough to cover you whole and you stared up at the other.
“…What’s… this supposed to mean?” you muttered, panicking. The returning fever was nowhere close to the actual problem you had at the moment.
But V didn’t look like he was able to give you the answer and he was completely speechless, for a long while just staring down.
When he finally retreated, he started stuttering, not really knowing what’s the right thing to say… nor how should he even react in general.
“I don’t… think that’s how this medicine should work like” you said, wrapping arms around yourself. It was uncomfortable, and everything around you was so big you were genuinely scared of being crushed by anything. You were even more vulnerable than you’d usually be at this place.
“It’s surely not… W-wait” he reached the bottle now, reading the label. There were only numbers on it and he frowned. “…Oh.”
“What? What does it say?”
“I think I know what’s the medicine Ray was going to give you… They all have numbers, you see, the sleeping medicine’s number is 1287…” He sighed. “This one is 7281… One and seven are so similar he may have confused them… I don’t know what this mixture is. I’ll have to go to the health department to check that…”
“W-wait, don’t leave me here” you panicked. If anyone was to enter and see you like this, you’d either give them a heart attack, get stepped on or even kidnapped – it’s not like you’d be able to protect yourself in any way, except for hiding in somewhere. But what if there were mice?! With your height, they’d be as dangerous as a huge dog would be normally. Or rats?! Even worse!
“I-I don’t think it’s a good idea to carry you around” he admitted. “Something may happen to you…”
“I’m not staying here!” you protested.
“But if someone sees you-”
“Then we’ll have to make sure no one does.” You crossed your arms, determined to push your point through.
You knew that eventually, he’d agree. And so he did.
He made you wait here for the maximum of a few minutes when he went into another room. When he came back, he had a small dress by himself – still too big for your size, but it was already good enough for you to wear. Even if it was awfully uncomfortable with the sews going in the way.
He explained that he saw another believer’s collection of dolls and borrowed it, as most of the believers had their prayers now.
Smart of him, you had to admit.
You felt a bit more relieved in actual clothes on yourself, even though it didn’t fix the general problem of your size.
“MC…” You glanced up, still fixing the silky material as he folded your usual clothes and put them on the chair. “Once we find out what happened to you, we will need to find a way to change you back, but… If you’re okay with it, this may be the only way to get you out of here. No one will notice you” he said slowly. “Would you be okay with that…?”
“If it really is our best option, I don’t mind. Just make sure I get back to normal once it’s over” you sighed and he nodded. Placing his hand on the bed, you clumsily climbed onto it, letting him set you on his shoulder. You sat down, clutching onto his hair to not lose balance.
He carefully stood up, slowly going to the door.
“Hold me tightly, okay? I don’t know if I’ll be able to catch you if you fall. So please, be careful” he said.
You only leaned against his neck.
“Sure… I’ll try.”
From your voice, he figured you were feeling drowsy again. But there was nothing he could do anymore, except for trying to walk as peacefully as possible, only to not accidentally shake you off.
And it turned out to not be that difficult. You almost fell asleep, but his shoulder was wide enough for you to not even feel the danger. His soft smell was more intense from this distance, and it made you only more sleepy. As you passed the Magenta’s corridors, there was nothing bothering you.
Until you heard the steps and V turned around, alarmed.
You were in a narrow corridor, with no place to hide. And the steps were getting closer, you were sure that any moment someone could appear from behind the corner.
Too close. Too dangerous. The light was so bright you were sure that even if he hid you among his clothes, it’d still be a problem. If anyone was to push him, or bump into him, they could accidentally even break your spine.
The world was too dangerous for you now and you two grew painfully aware of the fact, that going any further was even more of a risk. And if you were to ever get out of the place, you surely wouldn’t be able to do that without being seen or even someone going through all of his pockets, to make sure he doesn’t carry anything dangerous. You just wouldn’t go unnoticed.
“MC…”
The steps were even closer and he had no time to even find a way out of this. The next turn in the corridor was too far for the two of you to reach it before someone noticed you first. And what if there was someone there too?
“Do you trust me?”
You did. More than anyone, in that matter. You nodded, when he took you in his hands, carrying gently.
“I’m sorry… Try to relax” he said.
And before you were able to react, you were place on his tongue, and he gently pushed you down, making you squirm in panic at how unexpected it was. The warm breath surrounded you and you felt yourself slip down to his throat, where his fingers didn’t reach anymore.
The whole body shook around you and in that moment you knew that your body is too big for him to be able to swallow it without a problem. You suddenly panicked that you’d get stuck in his throat and make him choke, so you straightened yourself, letting your body slip down, till the space around you became more loose and you suddenly fell, landing on something soft. There was darkness around you, and your body was covered in V’s saliva, which wasn’t as uncomfortable as you thought you’d be. The space around you was soft and when you laid down, panting, with the warmth surrounding you, you felt at ease, thinking that it was the only place that you actually wouldn’t be noticed at by anyone.
After the first panic impulse finally died down, you finally felt safe and cozy, and curled up in the corner of V’s inner flesh, where you felt the most comfortable. Trying not to think about how will it be possible to get back out of here, you just laid there motionlessly, listening to the sounds from outside the body.
Everything was muffled and you didn’t hear the steps at first. But once they appeared, you heard the voices.
“Are you okay, believer?”
“I-I am…” V’s voice sounded a bit weak. It must have been uncomfortable to swallow something so big. And you didn’t know if it wouldn’t hurt him now that you were there. You probably damaged the sensitive walls of his throat while trying to push yourself through, and you couldn’t help but feel sorry about it.
“I think you should take more elixir. You don’t look well these days” the voice said, but the steps instantly started to recede and you sighed with relief. You felt the space around you shake a bit when – as you assumed – V started moving forward. You heard a door being opened and then closed behind him. V finally stood still, sighing with relief.
“Can you… hear me?” he asked. His voice was quiet, but you heard him well.
“Yeah… And can you?”
“Yes. I-I’m sorry…” he started and from the way his voice wavered you thought that he may be close to breaking down.
“N-no no, don’t be!” you said right away. “It really was the only option we had… I-it’s just that- U-um…” You shifted a bit. “I-I panicked a bit that you’d want to like… y-you know… I-I mean you technically did eat me, b-but I panicked that you’d want to- you know- I-it’s unbelievably stupid that I even thought about it. B-but it was unexpected. I-it’s okay now. D-don’t be sorry. It’s… better this way.”
He sighed and you felt the space around you clench. You let out a quiet whimper when you were pushed into a different position. He must have sat down, and his stomach’s shape changed as well, squishing you in it. But the flesh was soft. You couldn’t move, but it didn’t crush you.
“U-um, sorry, are you okay…?”
“It’s fine, don’t worry” you replied right away.
“It must be a bit…”
“Could be worse” you couldn’t help but chuckle. “We should go, though. Are you okay? Normally, I’d recommend you to drink some water, but I think it’s not the best idea as for now…”
He laughed, too and the space around you vibrated. You leaned down, relaxing a bit. It wasn’t bad like this. In warmth. He was protecting you now, wasn’t he?
“We should hurry and find out how to turn me back. Or when the effect wears off. I wouldn’t want to get back to natural shape while here… It may be a bit… you know, dangerous” you muttered. Now that you thought about it, if you were to grow back, there would be nothing you would be able to do to stop V’s entrails from bursting… And he wouldn’t be able to survive this. You couldn’t let that happen.
“You’re right… Let’s go.”
He stood up, once more making his muscled shift. You were almost pushed into his duodenum, and you quickly climbed back, setting at a nicer place.
You closed your eyes, relaxing a bit. No matter how long the travel would be, there was nothing you could do, except for being as peaceful as possible, to not cause V any more discomfort than he probably already was experiencing.
It took a few minutes, and every time you heard someone else’s steps, you were worried of something bad happening. But nothing did. No one talked to V ever again, and when you heard another door open in front of him, you heard him sigh in relief.
“Where are we?” you asked quietly, unsure if you can speak loudly – you didn’t know if there wasn’t anyone in the room as well.
But the man replied normally.
“In the health department information storage. They’ve got all the codes. Give me a moment. I need to find the specifics on the one you took. I’ll use the computer database” he explained to you. Soon later, he sat down again and you heard the sound of typing. Except for it, there was a complete silence around you. But the warmth started getting unbearable and your fever only went up after all this time.
You didn’t feel like staying here would do any good to your organism. And you started getting drowsy. You just feared that if you fell asleep, V would panic at your lack of response. And what if you’d grow back if you lost attention? Too risky.
“Got something?” you finally asked.
“Yes, hmm… Number 7281. They discovered this elixir by accident and let a few willing people use it on themselves, to check the symptoms… There’s nothing that may speed up the process of growing up, but statistically, it takes them around three hours to grow back.
“So how long do we have?”
“No more than two hours to get out of here…”
“Let’s hurry” you said, feeling nervous again. If it was a statistically three hours, it meant the difference could differ depending on the person. And it meant that at any point, you could start growing back. It would be a problem.
You didn’t see it, but V nodded, turning off the programs and leaving the room as it was before.
“Do you have any plan on how to get out of here?” you asked.
“It won’t be a problem. They let believers like me leave the Magenta as they please, because they always come back. They assume it’d be impossible for them to get through the forest, but I have a car parked a few miles from here. It’ll take some time to get there, but we’ll be able to do that without a problem. The only thing is, that I have to go back to take your clothes. I’ll hide them under the robe, so no one will notice… Unless…”
“Unless?”
“Unless someone’s already seen you gone from your room…”
You held your breath. If there was any chance that Ray or any other believer was there to check on you, it’d be a trouble. V would be the most suspicious if he tried to get into that room.
“Can’t we take clothes from someone else?”
“I don’t think so, at this hour everyone will be in their rooms. They just finished the prayers. Even the one I took the dress from is probably back there by now…”
You sighed.
“W-we’ll think of something later. It’s not the most important now.”
“I-I will lend you my blanket, i-it’s in the car… Or my robe.”
“Good enough” you chuckled.
And so you went. With the clear plan on your minds.
There was nothing complicated in it. V was in hurry, which resulted in his stomach shifting more than you’d like to. But it wasn’t something you wouldn’t be able to bear with. Right now, he was risking the most. You could deal with this inconvenience. And you were grateful, more than ever.
What you couldn’t see, he went into the garden and went through it, leaving through the back gate. Once you found yourselves in the forest, he went around hundred meters and carefully sat down on the ground.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine” you mumbled. He must have heard your voice getting weaker.
“I need to get you out of here now. I will carry you till you’re back to your normal shape, but travelling like this is not safe for either of us” he said softly. You felt something press against you. Did he place his hand on his stomach? It felt nice. You smiled, placing your own hand on the inner wall.
It lasted only a brief moment before you retreated, realizing that you had something more important to think of now.
“How do we, um… How do we do that?” you asked, rubbing your eyelids to wake yourself up.
“I could… I could lie down and let you climb out. Or I can swallow a thread. You’d hold onto it and I’ll pull you back out… But it may feel quite… inconvenient…” Being pushed through his throat again…? More than about yourself, you were worried that he’d start to choke and lose his strength, unable to pull you up. But then you’d be always able to try to climb out. Unlike the slippery walls of his stomach, it should be easier to clutch onto the nape of his tongue. It would work. It had to work.
“Do you have a thread for this?” you asked.
“I always try to have a piece of twine by myself. I’ll tie a bead on its end to make it easier for you to hold onto. Let me know when you got it, okay?”
He was surprisingly eager to do such things. You thought that if you were to do the same, you’d feel disgusted with the thought of swallowing a twine. It was inconvenient enough as it was, but the feeling of something long and thin going down your throat was incredibly unpleasant, and that much you were aware of after accidentally swallowing your own hair once. But hair was thinner. Swallowing a twine could be compared to a torture method.
But he was willing to sacrifice himself, if it meant confirming your safety.
You wondered if you’d ever be able to be so devoted to someone, too.
You heard the soft gagging noise. You didn’t see the twine, so you had to get up and blindly reach for it, till your hand met the wooden bead. It was small, but right now it was of the size of your fist. You made sure it was tied well and wrapped the twine around yourself, holding onto it with the both of your hands.
“You can… pull” you said, a bit nervously.
The twine pulled you up and you tried to relax, to not get stuck in his throat again. At the same time you were scared of losing the hold on the twine and having to repeat the whole process. You held your breath, knowing that in the tight throat, you wouldn’t be able to catch much air anyway. You closed your eyes, feeling the tightness wrap around you, and you almost panicked again, ensured that you’d get stuck once more, and that you wouldn’t be able to either get out or go back down. Or that you’d start growing at the same time.
Finally, the space around you changed from vertical to horizontal, and you felt yourself land on the soft tongue. You sighed with relief, glancing at the light that radiated from between V’s teeth. You weakly reached, placing one hand on his lower lip.
He didn’t speak, unable to with you in his mouth. But the slight trembling of his lips made you realize just how nervous he was.
“I-I’m okay” you said, knowing that’s exactly what he needs to know now.
He tilted his head down, letting you slip down and into his hands, which caught you gently. The chill air filled your lungs, the cold breeze brushing away the consuming fever.
You opened your eyes.
“Princess? Did you sleep well?”
You glanced up at the ceiling of your pastel room. The light surrounded you, quite different from what you expected. You felt the dried sweat on your forehead and a mighty need to get a shower.
A man in magenta suit stood next to your bed. He just opened the window, letting the fresh air in. You inhaled, enjoying this freshness.
“You look way better now” he said. “Did the medicine help?” he smiled, clearly fond of how your state got better through the night.
Because it was a morning now.
You sighed deeply, rubbing your eyelids.
“I think I’m not ill anymore. I’m good” you announced, smiling back.
“I’m glad then. I need to go back to work, but text me if you need anything.”
After he left, you stared at the door for a short while, taking your time to proceed how much of what happened was a dream.
The thought of being imprisoned in this room again was intoxicating.
And yet, you knew that quite soon, you’d be able to safely get out of here.
Let’s say, it was a gut feeling.
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Finding new guys to hook up with is hard in a small town. It’s only familiar faces that show up on Grindr, and there was one particular guy who never responded despite my persistent messages. He’s my exact type with such a perfectly round belly and bulging muscles, but the interest didn’t seem to be mutual.
Or so I thought, because after months of complete ignorance he finally replied, and was surprisingly engaged with sorting the details for us to meet. I was overly excited on the journey to his place, thinking about being pinned beneath his massive body while he used me for his pleasure. I was rock hard by the time I knocked on his door, but the unfriendly expression I was met with made both my smile and enthusiasm fade, as I realised he hadn’t invited me over for the reason I expected.
“So listen, we ain’t hooking up today. I just got sick of you bothering me, and I figured I could shut you up and grab lunch at the same time.”
Before I could react, he twisted the collar of my shirt into his hand and pulled me through the door and pin me against the wall with his huge belly. He shoved my head into his mouth without hesitation, eager to claim me as a meal without letting me put up a fight. It’s not like I could struggle much anyway while stuck between the wall and his thick, heavy gut.
With every swallow, he leaned back briefly to stuff more of my body down his throat, then knocked the wind out of me by slamming his belly into me again, basically bouncing against me over and over until my legs were getting slurped past his lips. His stomach was uncomfortably tight despite how large it looked from the outside, mostly padded with muscle and fat that was now compressing inwards to overwhelm my weakly squirming presence.
I did try to beg for my release while I was being melted down, but the man either ignored me or couldn’t hear through the thick walls and loud gurgling sounds. He’d done exactly what he said: kept me quiet for good, while enjoying a satisfying meal as a bonus.
