Aug 10, 2025
Next voreday, I’m going to need a dedicated belly rubber. Especially with an even LARGER record to beat! UUUUUUURRAAAAAAAAAAP.
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Next voreday, I’m going to need a dedicated belly rubber. Especially with an even LARGER record to beat! UUUUUUURRAAAAAAAAAAP.
Lords of the Beach Flies
Happy Vore Day! Made another sequel to my stories "How Far I'll Go - A Day at the Beach" and "Just Another Day at the Beach." No need to read those though for context, just another quick story I wrote stream of consciousness about two guys willing getting vored, one staying to get digested and the other safely getting out.
Having had a frustrating day at work, Cameron decided it was time to make time for a calming venture into nature. He put on a bathing suit, packed a towel and sunscreen and headed to the beach in search of peace. He did not find it.
Flies. Horseflies attacked every few seconds. Cameron plunged into the water to escape them. He waded with his torso below the cool waves. The flies still found his face. The ascending tide pushed him towards the beach, exposing his shoulders to the wrath of the flies. He tried to splash water on them. They persevered. He ran over the rocks and sand to his towel and aggressively swatted them and tried to wrap his torso so they could not find him, but they found his legs. He covered his legs in sand. Somehow the flies could dig.
“Ugh!” He grunted, turning towards the person nearest to him on the beach, “Are you getting eaten by flies, too?”
The large man to Cameron’s right nodded, “They are a staple of this time of year. Annoying aren’t they?” The man introduced himself as Diego, and the two briefly chatted about the frustrating flies. Diego’s torso was wide, with thick-set arms and chest that made Cameron think of a young dad who once was a jock, who stopped exercising as much but never changed his diet. His stomach looked as if it were once a great round ball gut, but deflated slightly, as if he had swallowed a twin sized water bed that was still deciding what shape to take up. Cameron shook his mind off of the stranger’s body and got back to his conversation.
“Yeah if I wanted to get eaten, it wouldn’t be by gross flies,” Cameron said.
The large man laughed, “You want to get eaten?” He raised his eyebrows.
Cameron laughed awkwardly, “I don’t know why I said that, the flies are making me delirious.” Cameron swatted the flies.
To Cameron’s left another voice spoke up, slow and rich like molasses, “If you wanted, I could eat you, then you wouldn’t need to worry about the flies.” Cameron turned to see a great big umbrella shading what he first assumed was a group of people, but turned out to be one gargantuan man, lying flat on his back, with his car-sized gut rising and falling with his breath. The huge man didn’t even turn his gaze to Cameron, just gave a preview of his cavernous mouth with a great big yawn.
“That’s very generous of you,” Cameron joked.
“Be careful, bud,” Diego chuckled, “This pal is here at this beach a lot. I’ve seen a fella feeding him, and the next moment his belly is a lot bigger and the little guy feeding him is nowhere to be found.”
Cameron turned to the huge man on his left, “If you can eat so much, you should swallow up all these flies.”
“If they land in my mouth,” the huge man said, “Then sure, I’d eat them.”
“Ew, gross,” Cameron said, laughing.
“If you slid your way into my mouth,” the huge man continued, “I’d eat you, too. Just as easily as a little fly.”
“I think you’d need a lot more effort to swallow me down,” Cameron joked.
The huge man considered raising his eyebrows in disagreement, but felt too lazy to do so. Instead he gave a sigh of indifference. Cameron continued swatting flies.
“Ugh, is there any way to escape these flies?” Cameron said, anxiously.
“Sounds like your pal over there has an escape hatch down his gullet,” Diego said with a laugh.
“Whenever you decide the flies are too much,” the huge man to the left said, “You know where to hide.”
“I’m surprised you haven’t noticed,” Cameron said, “My goal right now is actually to not get digested. These bugs are eating me enough.”
“You could go in there like a little kangaroo pouch,” Diego said with a silly motion, “then come back out when the flies go to sleep.”
“Yeah, big guy,” Cameron said, turning to the left, “Think you’d let me out later?”
The huge man sighed, “I suppose I could… But I’d rather just have a nice meal. Have it stay that way.”
Cameron turned back to Diego, “I guess the escape pod isn’t much of an escape, then.”
Diego had a thoughtful look on his face, then spoke in a non-sequitur, “In college I could chug a whole keg of beer at once.”
“Neat,” Cameron said. The huge man to the left was unimpressed.
“I bet if I got a good breath in, I could swallow you down for a bit,” Diego said, looking down at his belly and giggling it. “I’d let you out whenever you’d like.”
Cameron was then bit seven times in a row by different horseflies. “All right then,” he said, getting up and dusting the sand off, “Let’s do it.”
“Right now?” Diego said in surprise.
“The longer we wait, the more bites I get,” Cameron said.
“I won’t bite,” Diego said. “No need to worry of that, I’ll just swallow. Diego got up on his hands and knees, and took a deep breath. Cameron pushed his arms forward into Diego’s open mouth and felt the soft insides quivering slightly. Cameron took a deep breath of his own, and plunged his head inside of Diego’s. Diego swallowed again and again, chugging as if doing a beer-drinking challenge. Cameron was surprised how easily he slid through Diego’s throat and into his spacious stomach. He had been right, Diego’s stomach was perfectly ready to balloon out to whatever shape it needed. Within what felt like a few moments, Cameron felt himself enclosed in a squishy, fleshly ball filled with reddish-orange light, sloshing about in a shallow pool of bubbly liquid.
The huge man to the left rolled his eyes, not disappointed that Cameron made his way into a stomach, but disappointed that the stomach wasn’t his, “Man, I am starving.”
“They got a few restaurants, up the boardwalk,” Diego said, catching his breath.
“My desire to eat food is less than my desire to not move,” the huge man said, “For now.”
While Diego checked in with the new occupant of his gut, another man approached, watching Diego curiously.
“Sorry to pry,” the other man said, “But are you that guy someone wrote about on a vore blog?”
Diego looked up at the other man. The man was short and stout, also adorning a nice chest and well-exercised arms, and a small gut. Diego considered and responded, “I don’t know what any of that is, but nice to meet you, I’m Diego.”
“My name is Alfred,” said the other man, “Great to meet you. If you don’t mind me asking, do you often eat guys at this beach?”
“Oh this?” Diego said with a laugh, gesturing to his squirming belly full of Cameron, “This is just my new beach pal, He wanted a place to escape from the horseflies, that’s all. I’ll let him out in a bit.”
The huge man to the left spoke slowly, "Let me guess, you read a blog by someone digesting in a gut on this beach… and you thought you might find the same fate?”
“Sorry if this is being weird,” Alfred said, “But yeah, I’ve been walking around here all day looking to see if it was true.”
“What an interesting coincidence,” Diego said, “This big fella over here was just saying he eats guys on this beach occasionally.”
“It’s true?” Alfred said, “You really mean you can?”
The huge man smirked, “Are you asking to find out for yourself?”
Alfred did a little giddy dance, and walked up to the huge man, holding out his hand for a handshake, “My name is Alfred and I would be honored if you would give me the chance to fulfil my destiny of becoming food for a gorgeous, gargantuan man.”
“Nice to meet you, Alfred,” the huge man said, “But I think I’ll just call you today’s dinner.” The huge man, who had barely moved an inch since arriving at the beach, made his first big gesture, slowly lifting his hand to hold Alfred’s hand, pulling it closer to his maw and placing Alfred’s trembling fingers on his lips.
“I cannot believe this is finally happening!” Alfred exclaimed, “I have been dreaming of this moment since I first got excited!”
Alfred wasted no time, accepting the huge man’s invitation and pushing his other hand into his mouth. The huge man relaxed as Alfred’s arms and head and torso slid easily into his stomach, followed by his muscular thighs and in a few moments Alfred’s toes left the outside air behind for the thick hot cloud of stomach acid fumes and sweat inside the huge man’s stomach.
Meanwhile, Diego was chatting with Cameron, who was beginning to feel a bit too hot.
“What if you let me out,” Cameron said excitedly, “I sprint into the water and cool off, then you swallowed me again like hot-cold therapy?!”
“Oof, I don’t know pal,” Diego said, “After getting you out, I don’t know if I’ll have the energy to swallow you down and let you out a second time!”
“Think about it, and if you do, I promise to make you a feast!”
The huge man interjected softly, “I’d love a feast.”
Diego laughed, “You just ate a whole human meal! That’s a feast if I ever saw one”
The huge man groaned, “I’ve had bigger.”
Alfred chimed in from the trembling walls of his digestive palace, “I should have made you a feast first! I was too eager to be food, I apologize my wonderful hungry man!”
“It’s okay,” the huge man said, “Just enjoy yourself, silly little snack.”
“I will, sir!” Alfred cried, as he excitedly took in all of the wild sensations of his fleshly ball enclosure.
Diego had opened wide and allowed Cameron to make his way back out. Cameron raced to the cool waves and plunged inside, letting the ocean wash away the stomach acid residue, and cool the pain of his bug-bites.
A few minutes later, Cameron returned to face Diego, speaking with puppy-dog eyes, “Can I have some more time in the escape pod stomach?” Cameron’s silly demeanor turned to anger as he slapped at the spot another fly bit him.
Diego sighed, but gave a smirk, and waved Cameron over with a little nod-wink. This time Diego tried the tactic of the huge man, by laying on his back and letting Cameron slide down his gullet with the help of gravity. He concluded that the first method was nicer, but it still felt good to have a fully belly massaging him from the inside.
As the sun hung low in the sky, Cameron made his way out for the last time, rinsed off in the ocean and returned with a gleam in his eye, “Do you guys feel that?”
“An empty, growling stomach?” Diego asked.
“My stomach is moreso gurgling,” the huge man added,” Alfred is a tougher snack to crack.”
“My greatest wish is for you to experience a smooth and enjoyable experience, void of indigestion!” Alfred chimed in.
“Thanks, gut fuel,” the huge man said.
“I was gonna say the flies are gone,” Cameron said, “But wait did you eat a guy, too? How did I miss that?”
“You were focused on enjoying my fly-free gut!” Diego said, slapping his now deflated belly.
Cameron shrugged, and sat down in between Diego and the huge man gurgling Alfred away. Diego and Cameron watched the sun set change the sky and clouds to a beautiful reddish orange color.
“Your stomach kinda makes that color during the day,” Cameron said, “From the inside at least.”
“That’s a neat, fun-fact,” Diego said, “Wish I could see.”
Cameron considered, and turned to the huge man who was still lying back with his eyes closed. Cameron opened the huge man’s mouth and called into it, “Hey Alfred, do you want me to text you a photo of the sunset?”
“No thank you!” Alfred said, “I have given up all worldly possession in pursuit of becoming one with the belly. I am food, so I am one with my eater. So whatever sunset he enjoys, I will too.”
“That’s nice,” Cameron said, choosing not to let Alfred know that the man he chose to be eaten by was too lazy to even look up at the sunset.
Diego and Cameron chatted a bit, while the huge man dozed off to digest his meal. Diego woke the huge man to let him know they were going out to a restaurant to eat, and wondered if he would join.
“I think I’ll just lie here and digest,” the huge man said, “But if you want to bring me back anything, I’d love to have another guy or two to churn down to belly fat.”
“I think we’re both good,” Diego said, “But happy eating, big fella.” Diego and Cameron each rubbed the huge man’s gut to say goodbye to Alfred, and went on their way to end their day at the beach with a big meal with a new friend.
Also just discovered I tumblr has gifs I can add? That's fun ^
Ungfff I gotta say I've been stuffing myself silly lately, and this past vore day was no exception. I apologize for being considerably late to report my results, but Im a verrrrry happy pred regardless. Next voreday (but honestly whenever), im hoping to pack on more prey in this insatiable gut of mine 😋😋🤤🤤
its 8/8
Made a thing with my mans for 8\8. And I've posted it on 8\8 just not here.
Benny is being a teaser again. And Gordie is being a very willing and tasty snack again uwu
I don't post vorny boys here but you can check them on my twitter page or on my second vorny account . BUT Thisbpic is only on twitter because it's very spicy
Happy Vore Day everyone!!! I'm sooo fucking happy to share my first comic with the new Daniel with you all~ Please give my boi so much love and enjoy all the wonderful vore art we all will watch today~
As always you can find the uncensor version on my A/ryion or T/witter
Don’t forget like, reblog and follow me for more vorny art with the new Daniel design OvO)r
happy vore day friendly reminder that roodaka let a mountain vore someone
Over-indulging, I guess. Much more than usual-