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Nothing feels better than a squirming meal in a full gut. They just kick around and punch looking for a way out only to use up all their energy as they slowly digest into nothing but slop for my growing belly.
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Easily one of my favourite images from @lordgripex
Nothing feels better than a squirming meal in a full gut. They just kick around and punch looking for a way out only to use up all their energy as they slowly digest into nothing but slop for my growing belly.
The incredible bearification of @gummythnick! What a bear to be brought out of hibernation by :D
Fuck YEAH! Way to do it bro!
Getting pregnant did not stop my husband from going to the gym, as that was one of our favorite things to do. When we tried to get pregnant 8 months ago, we left it up to fate as a to who got pregnant, as we both are versatile. But since my husband was already a pretty large guy, his pregnancy has been able to be kept on the DL. If anyone pays close attention, however, theyâll see my husband show off his belly while I do my sets.
Such a hot morph by @pfatter-university đœ
19. Takeout
Food delivery services have been struggling these days due to an increase in preds devouring the drivers and losing the orders, leading to refunded orders. As such, theyâve been hiring preds to be their drivers. As one of their drivers, Iâm paid like normal, however, Iâm given full permission to eat anyone who tries to stiff us by eating the driver. Today Iâm delivering to one Hasan Piker, who Iâve been warned is a notorious driver eater. As a streamer, Hasan always finds it more convenient to order delivery to get his meals, especially to keep his body fueled. Iâm able to find him streaming right now as Iâm delivering his food, and heâs already talking about eating the driver and promising his chat to play with his gut on camera. Thatâs all the reason I need. I keep the stream open, and wait by the door, and I can see him waiting at the door to lunge when I knock again. Iâve got the perfect place he can lunge into, I think as I bend over. Hasan hears the second knock and leaps out at me to pin me down. Unfortunately he canât stop himself from launching himself straight into my spread backside. Heâs a big boy, but man he feels good about struggling in my colon. I walk on to his stream, his chat a mix of distraught and excitement. What better way to send off his last stream then showing off his new home.
Get ready. The next chair you sit in will probably collapse from the added weight
25. Fruit
When picking out your cologne, you always need to make sure to avoid fruit scented ones. The many fruity smells can trigger the many different hunger of people and make them want you. Unfortunately working at a perfume store has me exposed to all types of colognes that make me smell like a fruit basket. After a long day of giving samples and testing products, I left the store leaving behind a trail of deliciousness behind me. It took about five minutes for a horde of men to chase after me, all of which were eager to have more than a taste. It all seemed hopeless when suddenly I heard an âover here!â with a hand beckoning me into a building. It seemed the horde missed me and they ran past, and I see it was Paul Mescal who saved me, who looked like he just ran a mile. âThank you for saving meâŠâ I trail off as I realize heâs in the nude ass pointed at me. Paul smothers his ass on me, and man does he have an overwhelming stink! âMmm, gonna enjoy ruining the pretty smell of yoursâ. Paul flexes and grunts as he grinds his butt on my nose to drive in his scent. âHmmm, maybe it could use an air freshener? Glad youâre here to help!â he says putting his hand in my head. It gets so much worse when he roughly shoves my head in and slurps me into his butt, the stink is much stronger inside! Paul sticks a finger in his ass and sniffs it, and he can already smell the fruity scent being overpowered by his ass stink. âGuess my ass is too much for you. Oh well, better get used to the smell thenâ.
Of all the fruits for you to smell like, It had to be peach.
26. Acceptance
Hugh Jackman has been living a lie for a while now. Heâs always played himself up as an alpha pred, and the media has spread that fact around to the public. But in reality, he isn't a pred, it was all a campaign stunt to boost his popularity for the fanboys. Hugh has been playing it up on stage how he could eat everyone and everything, but always has an excuse not to. Many times fanboys beg to be his meal, but he refuses saying stuff like, âyou gotta earn the right to be my mealâ, or âI've already had my fill for the day, maybe next timeâ. This all came to a head when he forgot about an online raffle that I won, giving me the right to be his prey. Iâm starry eyed with him, stripped down and eager to be his meal. He tries his best, pushing me and all around his body, but his cock stays normal sized, his mouth canât engulf a head, and his butt, while sexy, refuses to open up for me. âSorry you had to see me like this, I was never born to eat peopleâ. At first I felt disappointed, but the way he stared at my butt gave me an idea. âWould you like to be my meal instead?â. Hugh blushed madly at the thought, heâd never considered himself being prey. But the idea of being crammed up a fanboyâs tush made him feel something heâd never felt before, understanding of himself. Hugh looks too me without saying anything and happily shoves himself into my butt. Heâs a large meal for me, so my butt balloons out with him inside. Sure itâs cramped and kinda smelly for him, but Hugh knew that,and as a prey, was happy for it.
All those fantasies of being fingered by Wolverine's claws have led to this.
Nathan Drake Anal Vore
Hey yâall, writing AV again, but with Tomâs character Nathan Drake! I watched Uncharted last night and the scenes with his ass had me wanting to get digested by him, so I wrote it!
If you canât tell by the title, this story contains vore and if thatâs not your thing, keep scrolling!
Check under the cut for the vore!
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The thief entered the vast derelict building, and his rival followed close behind. This one was a toughie for sure. Nathan Drake, an exemplary treasure-hunter and predator, had spent months searching for the location of his latest treasure, and what was beyond the crumbling stone door either held the exact thing he was looking for or a clue pointing towards it. As it turns out, it was the latter.
As he stepped over the chunks of sedentary stone and ducked under a narrow and rounded pergola made of the same rock, it led him to a vastly greater expanse of a subterranean edifice. Even with another treasure hunter on his tail who was about to catch up with him, Nate tossed a few seconds to the chalky air by looking over the ancient runes surrounding him as he walked around to like some of the torches hanging from the hard walls. It could help him deduce any hidden traps or the fortune he was looking to find, and it also gave him a general idea of where he was on his weathered map.
Nathan Drake is in the middle of robbing your house when you return early and Nathan is hanging from above and ends up falling on your head with his ass
a/n â sorry for the week between posting! obviously finals and traveling got in the way of writing but I'm back to it! hopefully this is good, kinda went a little overboard in the beginning and end lmao. written to be read as game!nate and movie!nate, but I pictured tom's drake while writing it
warnings â vore, obviously. fatal (not proofread lmao)
words â 3.2k
summary â check the ask!
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âHeâs gone⊠letâs go,â a whispering voice echoes from behind the cover of freshly-trimmed shrubs. Two figures stand at the back of your house, watching you leave through the grand French doors in the front. Nathan gave a nod to his accomplice, and they snuck their way insideâŠ
Inside, thatâs all you could think about as your car rolled past the gates of your country house. Big, bold, stunning, all of that described the man you had seemingly struck gold with. He was perfect, inside and out. A gentleman, he offered to drive you to and from the restaurant since you would be the one paying. Now, he was planning to take you to eat out in a different way. There was a silent agreement over dinner about who was whoâyou, the ass man, him, whatever you needed him to be.
The engine shut off as he turned the key and pulled it out. You could feel his stubble against your chin as he eagerly pulled you in for a kiss, refusing to let you even unbuckle your seatbelt in the time it took him between those two actions. The passion was fierce, so much so that you could have left the pleasures of the Californian King in your bedroom to have sex right here, right now in your car. Youâd take the leather seats becoming slick with sweat as he drilled into you, but there was also this fear of feeling like a fish in a glass bowl. Anyone could be beyond the tree line surrounding your house, watching you at your most intimate. Hidden in the dark, they encircle you like something hungry. You needed to go inside, to feel safer. To put anything other than the man in front of you in the rearview mirror.
âOh, shit. Sorry, Mr. Armstrong,â I said immediately looking at the floor.
âNo problem, Brad,â Mr Armstrong laughed. âYou young guys are so freaked out by nudity.â
I looked up at my friendâs Dad as he stood in the kitchen butt naked with a big smile.
âNah, I just wasnât expecting you to be here let alone naked,â I said looking in his eyes and then down at the counter. âSo I guess Nate is at work already? Sorry, I didnât mean to sleep so late.â
âItâs not too late, Brad,â he said looking at the clock on the oven. âItâs only 9:30. How about I whip you up some breakfast?â
âNah, thatâs OK, Mr Armstrong,â I said, âI can grab some when I get home.â
âNonsense,â he protested. âAnd stop calling me Mr Armstrong. Call me Greg.â
âOK, Greg,â I said. âBut really, you donât have to make me breakfast,â I protested as I looked down at his pubes just above the counter before making eye contact with Greg.
âIs it the nudity, Brad?â He asked. âAm I making you uncomfortable? Do you want me to go put on some pants?â
âIâm not uncomfortable,â I replied. âWeâre always naked in the locker room. Itâs just that ⊠Iâve never seen, like, someone my Dadâs age ⊠naked.â
âReally?â Greg asked as he stepped around the corner of the island and now stood in front of me giving me full view of his cock and balls. âIâm always naked in front of Nate. In fact, we rarely wear clothes when itâs just us.â
âReally?â I asked giving his cock another look and then looking at the counter. âWhat does Mrs Armstrong say about that?â
âBrad, how many times have you seen Mrs Armstrong here?â Greg asked.
âOh, um, good point, I guess,â I replied. âI forgot she pretty much lives in the city most of the time.â
âYeah, but I donât mind, you know?â Greg asked with a shrug and then a quick scratch of his balls. âNate and I like to do our thing.â
âYou guys are close,â I said making eye contact with Greg.
âWe are,â he said smiling. âNate enjoys being free like me,â he said gesturing to his cock as I took another look. âIâm surprised he hasnât told you about what we do.â
âLike what?â I asked completely oblivious to where this was going.
Greg laughed, âhe really hasnât told you about us?â
âNo, sir,â I replied confused.
âPlease keep this between the three of us, but Nate and I like to take care of each other âŠâ Greg said.
âYeah, I know,â I said. âYou have each otherâs backs.â
âWell yes and no,â Greg said taking a step closer as the movement sent a whiff of his scent through my nose.
I looked at Greg transfixed on his face, beard and hairy upper body.
âWe like to do things sexually,â Greg said putting his hand on my shoulder as a tingle moved through my body. âWe like to do things like suck each other off and rim each other.â
âRim?â I asked.
âItâs when I stick my tongue into his butt or he sticks his in mine,â Greg explained like it was normal. âIt feels amazing. Youâve never done it?â
âNo, sir,â I responded as I realized I was getting hard in my shorts.
Greg turned around and showed me his hairy ass before pulling his butt cheeks apart.
âItâs like a pussy but leads to the prostate â the most amazing orgasm a man can have,â Greg said with his ass still pulled apart as he made eye contact with me.
âAnd Nate does that to you?â I asked as my cock pressed hard against my boxers and shorts.
âHe does,â Greg said turning back toward me. âAnd I do it to him. I like to make him feel good. Donât you like sex?â
âYes, sir,â I said looking at his growing cock and then into his eyes.
âDo you like my body, Brad?â Greg asked as he ran a hand over his pecs, down his stomach and over his cock before he gave it a stroke.
âYeah,â was all I could get out.
âLooks like youâve got a nice big cock,â Greg said before stepping forward and giving my bulge a squeeze through my clothes.
I didnât say anything but again felt a tingle through my body as my friendâs Dad touched my body. He grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his hard cock.
âHow does that feel, Brad?â He asked locking eyes.
âOK,â I responded. âYou like that?â
âI do, buddy,â Greg said as he unbuttoned my khaki shorts and pulled them down with my boxers all while I kept hold of his thick dick.
Greg put his hand on my hard cock as it pointed toward him. I moaned loudly as he began stroking my 18-year-old baseball jock dick. We were looking at each other as we stroked each otherâs cocks.
âYou want to lick my pussy, Brad?â Greg asked as he licked his lips.
âYeah,â I responded as he took my hand and led me to the couch.
Greg leaned on the couch cushion and put his arms over the back of the couch as his ass was aimed right at me.
âYouâve licked pussy before, right?â Greg asked.
âYeah,â I responded.
âItâs the same thing, bud,â Greg said. âJust lick my pussy like you do normally.â
Greg used his hands to spread his cheeks as I got behind him and stroked my cock before licking his tight, pink hole. It was surprisingly hairless and smooth as I began working my tongue inside him. He tasted amazing. I canât explain how he tasted and felt, but I was immediately hooked on licking a manâs ass. I wanted more and made Greg moan as I rimmed his perfect hole.
âThatâs it, baby,â Greg moaned as he reached back and pulled my face into his butt. âI definitely want that hard jock cock deep in my pussy when youâre done getting it nice and wet.â
I moaned into his ass as I kept licking his tight snatch. I was rock hard and going ape shit for my friendâs Dadâs butthole and I couldnât care less. All I cared about right now was eating his hole and making him moan. I finally decided I needed to fuck him before I accidentally shot my load eating his ass. Thatâs how turned on I was.
I stood and smacked my teen dick against his bright white butt before quickly pushing in. We both made a loud moaning noise before I made it all the way down his hole.
âFuck, yeah, Brad,â Greg whined. âIâve wanted that big jock dick since the first time I met you, stud. Give it to me hard.â
Gregâs confession turned me on as I drilled his Dad butt as hard as I could. I knew he was enjoying my big dick as I jackhammered him doggy style.
âFuck! Fuck! Fuck me! Oh shit, yeeaahhhhh,â Greg moaned loudly as I felt him erupt all over the cloth couch he sat on with his own son.
He seemed to gush a bucket of splooge as I kept drilling his ass hard until I erupted deep inside his guts. I held on to his shoulders as I unleashed my own huge load of teen jizz.
I put my head on his sweaty back as I came down from my intense orgasm.
âFuck, that was great, baby,â Greg said as I let go and pulled out of his used hole.
I donât know why but I slapped Gregâs ass which caused him to turn and face me to avoid another swat.
âOh fuck!â Greg yelled as I turned to see my Dad standing there.
âDad!â I shouted before trying to cover my dick with a pillow from the couch.
âDonât try to cover up now, Brad,â my Dad barked looking at both of us. âIs this what you do to your sonâs friends? You take advantage of them so you can have a big cock up your ass? I bet my sonâs load is spilling out right now,â he said walking to Greg and flipping him around and down on the couch.
I was shocked as my Dad got down and put his face in Gregâs butt and began eating my load. Dad loudly licked and slurped as Greg moaned in pleasure. I was hard again watching my Dad eat another dudeâs ass.
Dad let off Gregâs hole and turned his head to look at me as his handâs stayed on Gregâs butt cheeks.
âGet my pants down and start licking your old manâs hairy hole, boy,â Dad barked at me. âIf your going to give that thick dick to Greg youâre sure as hell going to fuck me hard, too.â
Dad went back in on Gregâs hole as I started in on his. We spend all day fucking until Nate came home and walked in on us cuddling naked in a pile on the floor. That led to a late night of more amazing sex before we all slept on Gregâs king sized bed.
I was late to my daily afternoon appointment with my boss, Bruce. As his Chief of Staff, we started and ended the day with a 30-minute briefing. I said hi to his assistant as I got off the elevator as she was waiting for it to leave for the day.
âHeâs in a mood after his lunch meeting was a flop,â she warned me.
âI was afraid of that,â I said with a quick smile. âHave a good weekend.â
âYou, too, Jake,â she said as the elevator door closed.
I walked into his office which consisted of a room with the assistantâs desk and some seating and then a door that leads to a hallway with another door to his office. I closed and locked the first and second door before knocking on the one directly to his office. Bruce is a stickler for privacy.
âCome in, Luke,â Bruce called from the other side of the door.
âHey, sir,â I said closing the door and locking it. âSorry, Iâm running a little late this afternoon.â
Bruce didnât answer which caught my attention and made me look up to see what he was doing. I was stunned to see him completely nude with his left leg lifted up resting on something as he looked out a window. The sun was shining in on his buzzed head and big muscles. I felt my cock move in my slacks as I caught myself staring at his ass a little too long.
âEverything OK, sir?â I asked to no response. âBruce?â I called out as I walked toward him.
âI had a terrible lunch meeting, Jake,â Bruce said still looking blankly out the window. âThe guy was about your age and told me that perhaps I didnât understand the way the industry worked now. The fucker was saying Iâm old, Jake.â
I took a few more steps toward Bruce and stopped about a foot away. I could smell his scent which was noticeably different than his usual Old Spice smell. He smelled more like a man â it hit my nose and immediately triggered my cock to move in my slacks again.
âBruce, why are you worried what some arrogant asshole says?â I asked. âYouâve never given a shit what anyone says. Whatâs going on?â
He turned his head just enough to see my face before turning back to the window. He looked back out and seemed to think for a minute.
âI donât know whatâs wrong with me,â he said. âMaybe I am getting too old. I donât seem to keep up with everything like I use to. Hell, my wife hasnât had sex with me in years and lives in another part of the house, my sons both live across the country and all I do is work and workout.â
âSir, youâre not old,â I said with a tone suggesting it was a ridiculous idea. âYouâre the CEO of a Fortune 500 company, you have two successful sons, and you havenât necessarily cared much about what your wife is doing since Iâve known you.â
Bruce put his leg down and turned toward me. His naked body was backlit from the sun coming through the window as he looked at me. My eyes looked from his handsome face down to his built, hairy chest, down to his thick cock and down his muscular thighs. How had I never really noticed just how hot my boss is? We sat silent for a few seconds but it seemed like forever as he let me look over his body.
âDo you find me attractive?â He finally asked.
I felt myself turn red as I tried to think of how to answer. Weâd never discussed the fact that I was gay, but Bruce found out years ago when one of his sons told him weâd played on the same gay softball league together.
âI do,â I said. âYouâre a handsome man and youâre in better shape than most guys my age.â
âYouâre in great shape, Jake,â Bruce replied.
âThank you, sir,â I smiled and blushed.
âIf you saw me in the locker room what would you think?â He asked.
âSir, I donât âŠâ I said before Bruce cut me off.
âWhat would you think?â He asked again.
I looked at the floor as I thought and then back up at Bruce. My brain wouldnât work.
âIâd think youâre hot,â I blurted out.
Bruce closed the small space between us and was close enough that I could feel his body heat.
âWhat about me do you think is hot?â He asked.
I felt sweat drip down my my hair and forehead as I again froze.
âYouâre good looking,â I said. âYou are in great shape. You have an amazing ass. Your penis looks pretty big. You smell so fucking good,â I blurted out.
Bruce smiled and kept eye contact.
âI want to see your body,â he said as he reached out and began unbuttoning my shirt.
He looked at my moderately hair chest as each button gave him a better view before peeling my shirt down my arms and off my body. He put his hand on my big pecs and down my abs.
âYou remind me of Jeremy,â he said as his hand felt my body.
Jeremy was his straight son who was married with two boys of his own.
âYou like his body?â I asked.
âI always have,â he said as he moved down to my slacks and undid my belt and then pulled down my zipper. âYou wear the same type of underwear as Andrew.â
Andrew is his gay son I played softball with. He lives in California and we still keep up on Instagram.
Bruceâs hand moved over my growing pouch and he looked up at me and smiled. His eyes went back to my bulge and he pulled my slacks over my big butt and thighs and let them sit on my shoes.
âYouâre getting hard,â Bruce said running a hand over my bulge again. âAm I doing that to you?â
âYes, sir,â I said quietly causing him to smile.
Bruce pulled on the waistband of my Andrew Christian briefs and pulled them down just above my knees. He stopped and looked at my thick, cut cock as it enjoyed its freedom from my pants.
He looked at me and smiled again before getting on his knees and putting one hand on my hard shaft and the other around my shaved balls. I watched in slow motion as he moved his head forward and swallowed the tip of my dick. It felt warm and amazing as his tongue swirled around the head and then my cock went down his throat. He has done this before.
I pulled the back of his head toward me involuntarily as I tried to get more of my cock inside his mouth. He took it all the way down to my balls. I pulled his head toward me again and mashed his nose into my trimmed pubes. I finally let go and he slowly pulled my cock out of his hungry mouth.
âYou taste amazing, kid,â he smiled. âBut right now I really need you to eat my ass.â
Bruce walked to his desk and bent over it so his chest was pressed all the way against the top. I walked to him with my shoes and pants at my ankles. I quickly took everything off and looked at his beautiful big ass and hairy legs from behind. He was so sexy.
âSir, have you, um ⊠have you had someone do this to your before?â I asked.
âYeah, and I fucking love it,â he said as he spread his cheeks with his own hands. âI want you to really get into it like they do.â
I didnât ask who he was talking about. I just instinctively knew he was talking about his sons. My cock was drooling at the realization. I knelt down behind my boss as my cock swung in front of me. He smelled so fucking good as I stuck my tongue in his surprisingly hairless hole. I was hooked immediately as my tongue, mouth and nose were deep in his ass. His warm pink pucker was perfect and delicious.
âLick that butt, Jake,â he whined. âGod, your tongue feels so good inside me. Fuck, Iâm so fucking hard.â
I reached up and pulled his hard cock back toward me and stroked it as precum dripped. I let my mouth leave my bossâs hole for a quick second while I licked the leaking juice from his piss slit. It tasted good and left a slightly salty aftertaste.
âGet in there, boy,â Bruce begged for me to go back to rimming him. âFuck, I havenât felt like this in a while.â
As much as I loved eating Bruceâs butt, I desperately needed my cock in his ass. I could feel he needed my cock as well. I stood as my spit and his ass juice dripped down my chin and quickly ran my hard dick along his crack. He moaned and stood as he held the sides of the desk. He knew what was coming next and pushed back into my leaking boner. He grinded against my dick before he reached back and grabbed the shaft. My head was now against his hole as he pushed back more and actually got the tip of my penis inside him.
âOh my fucking god,â he moaned loudly. âOh fuck. FUCK. YES! Deeper!â
I was now fully inside him and fucking him hard. He could take it. He was a bottom. He loved this as much as me.
âFuck me, baby,â he begged. âFuck daddy hard, boy. Give me that big dick. Fuck daddy hard.â
I was so turned on as I kissed his neck and back and rammed his hole. His smell was even more intense and delicious as we began to sweat. It was the best sex Iâd had in a long time and I needed to squirt my load.
âIâm going to breed your ass, Bruce,â I warned. âYou want my big load deep inside that hole?â
âBreed me, man,â he whined. âGive me all you got, babe. Fill daddy up.â
I shot long and hard inside my boss as I kept fucking him. I could hear him shooting his load all over his desk. His head fell back against my shoulder as his ass tightened on my dick with each huge thumping sound of his jizz landing in front of him.
âFuck, yes,â Bruce said. âFuck, man. God, that was amazing, Jake.â
âI know, sir,â I said into his ear. âYouâre so fucking sexy.â
âFuck me again,â he begged. I want you to fuck me in every inch of this office.â
âYes, sir,â I smiled. âBut I also want to ride your big fucking dick, sir. I want your fat cock to drill my g-spot.â
âYou free all night?â Bruce asked.
I replied, âAll weekend, stud.â
He walked to me and we began making out. Slow and sensual at first but we were still just as horny for each other. I bent down and licked his nipples and then lifted his right arm and began licking and sniffing his now sweaty pits.
âYour just as nasty as me, Jake,â he smiled. âWeâre going to get into some deviant shit arenât we, boy?â
âYes, daddy,â I smiled and kissed him again.
Suck it Santa. Suck it. Merry Christmas.