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High school coach shows off his manly, surely smelly bare feet
You push and pry against the giant stomach you are trapped inside as the mush of food began to cover most of the chamber. The churns echoing around you as the clammy walls surrounding you drew closer. Feeling its force compress around you, you try to push through the mush that it dragged along with as you pounded your fist into the fleshy surface. You watched as they sank into the walls as they clamp around them. A sudden chuckle now entering from above as a loud thump echoed from the outside.
"Its cute to feel food that have spirit. Makes my belly feel real nice inside. Though ashame you tinies don't digest with the food, but it sure is satisfying when you come out the other end. Now sit tight, this stomachs about to get bumpy" the voice said. With that walls holding your hands bulged into you as one of the giants poked into it. Its elastic surface sent you splashing back into the mush surrounding before you feel a current flowing from underneath.
The stomach began to move around as the content inside swirled around with you along with it. The churns getting more louder began a sudden open appeared below.
"Looks like its time for your trip inside the tubes. Best hold your breath, its gonna be a while before the food carries you to my ass. But don't worry, im gonna enjoy feeling you traveling inside there" the giant said.
The area inside soon began to drain as the current dragged you along with it. Within a sudden clench the sphincter below latched onto your as the remaining contents inside the stomach flowed past you and into the tubes behind it. The giant could feel your small form caught in between as signaled from the walls caving in. You tried and push against them as their muscles putting more pressure into you. Their clenching drawing you deeper into the sphincter as that sudden voice came again.
"Quite the fighter, i like that. I look forward to squeezing you out the other end. For now, enjoy the ride runt" you feel the walls cave in around you as the walls began to squelch. The rest of your body now consumed by the clammy sphincter as the giant felt your small form wiggling down.
On the outside, the giant gave a stretch before, he eased into his chair. He sat there for moment as he listened to the sound of his body. Most specifically, his lower abdomen as he felt your limbs stretching the tubes underneath. He only smirked to himself before laying a hand on his belly. Listening to low grumbles of his body as he dosed to sleep. "Heh tinies, so small and fragile, but yet soothing to the body" he muttered.
You knew it was too good to be true when the frat guys of Alpha Kappa Omega invited you to their house for a “party.” You were definitely a likable and more or less popular guy on campus, but rarely were invited to the exclusive parties by AΚΩ.
When you arrived, the guys were all in their comfortable clothes getting a head start on the drinking games - your typical frat games like pong, flip cup, etc. Most of the guys wore sweatpants, t-shirts, sweatshirts, and a variety of sneakers ranging from well worn athletic type to much more maintained fashionable ones. Not exactly “party” clothes. You also found it strange that there seemed to be nobody from outside the frat there, but figured maybe you were just early. As you shyly walked deeper into the unfamiliar frat house, you get the strange sensation like eyes are locking on you as you pass, only to quickly look away before you can notice. As you examine the room, nothing seems strange. Just a bunch of super attractive college frat guys playing drinking games while consuming an exorbitant amount of cheap beer.
Suddenly, you feel a firm hand on your shoulder. You turn around to see Ryan, the guy who invited you here. His eyes were only partially open, a little bloodshot, and he had trouble standing, but somehow he still had a handsome look about him. He clearly already was several beers and a few hits on a joint in. “Duuuuuude, you made it,” Ryan says in a borderline obnoxious tone. “Yo, guys check it out - look whose here!” One by one the guys leave their respective games and start to make their way surrounding me. They all take their turns casually saying hi. The dull music in the background is upstaged by half-hearted “yo’s” and “sup’s.” As the not-so-genuine greetings go on, it seems the guys share glances with each other - almost like they were smirking to each other?
“Here you go bud - drink up!” Caleb, one of the other guys, says as he hands me a red cup full of beer. “Uh, thanks” I say somewhat weirded out by the whole situation. This is all new to me, so I figured what the heck, drink up and get the party going. Wanting to impress you new friends, you decided to chug the full glass and crunch the cup in your hand. The guys look stunned and shocked as you do this. Their jaws dropped, they looked around at each other and began mumbling things to one another. You wanted a reaction from them, but this seemed to be a bit of an overreaction for just chugging one beer to be honest. Before you could think much more, your stomach feels a sharp stabbing pain and you keel over. You feel like you are going to be sick. Your body gets tingly all over, the same feeling when your leg falls asleep but everywhere. Your vision gets wobbly and dark. There is a ringing in your ear and then suddenly - black.
When you open your eyes, thankfully the pain and tingling is gone. Your vision has returned to normal, except you feel like you may be confused because you can’t make sense of what you are seeing. You see these massive multi-colored things roughly the size of cars moving around you. Stranger still, is that these “cars” have these long narrow things rising above them. If you were being honest, it looked like legs leading down to a sneaker but at that size? It just makes no sense.
“Woah! Dude, look - he’s so tiny! He’s, like, as small as a bug!” You heard one of the guys say, only it was impossibly loud and was seemingly coming from far above you. Then suddenly it all hit you - the tingling, the darkness, the “cars”with things rising out of them. Though it still didn’t make sense, you figured out what had happened - somehow you had shrunk to about 2 inches tall! Those “cars” WERE sneakers - the sneakers of the frat guys of ΑΚΩ! You begin to panic and want to run, but you look up and you see them all - all 10 of them - have you surrounded and are looking down at you. You’re going nowhere.
You hear the guys talking with each other. “Dude how is he so small? I thought this was just a simple prank where we make him just, like, chest height for a while so we could tease him a little. This is way more than that!” Ryan says. “Well I thought he was only going to take a sip! I didn’t expect him to chug the whole damn thing, bro!” Caleb retorts. The guys seem to be a bit concerned. “Let’s change him back and forget the whole thing” one says. “No way! He knows too much now - besides, he is too small to take the reverse pill now anyway!” Another replies. “Shit” Caleb says, noticeably frustrated.
“Guys, guys, guuuys. Chill, bros.” Ryan chimes in with his high-as-a-kite carefree tone. “You’re looking at this all wrong. See, you are seeing this as a bad thing. Where as I, see this as an opportunity. A f*cking awesome one. Dudes, we have our own tiny pet!” The guys all pause a moment, look down at you, and the mood in the room changes instantly. “Yooooooooo that’s sick!” One of the guys relies as the other join in on the excitement of the newfound situation. You can’t believe what you are hearing. PET?
“Ok, ok, ok, but who gets to keep him?” Caleb asks. “I mean, we all want him right?” The others nod. “Alright so I say we play a game of Kings to see who wins him. We will keep the lil’ dude in the middle of the table and whoever wins, gets to keep him. Deal?” The others agree, and suddenly Caleb’s massive hand is engulfing you and carrying you to the table.
The game starts and the guys all take their turns obeying the various rules and taking their respective turns drinking as the game dictates. You see guys staring at you at various points of the game. At one point, when the others weren’t paying attention, one of the guys, Austin, slowly reached his massive hand out and grabs you. His palms are soft, slightly moist, and his finger nails were well-trimmed and clean. His fist closes around you. He slowly pulls you down from the table, and holds you a moment on his lap. Then, acting as if he had an itch, he lowers you down to his grey high-top old skool Vans and slips you into the sneaker, pressed up against his black dri-fit socks and the interior fabric of the sneaker. Austin wore these sneakers all day and every day, so they had definitely been worn in. That was very obvious to you based on the smell, moisture, and heat inside of the sneaker. You could barely breathe, and even when you could, it was filled with the 20 year old frat guys foot stench.
The guys go about their game, almost forgetting for a while the whole reason they started playing in the first place. They clearly have not noticed that you are no longer on the table. In Austin’s sneaker, you manage to position yourself through your squirming to near one of the lace holes. You are able to use that to hoist yourself up and out of the sneaker. Finally, fresh air. Your joy is short lived however as a slight shift in Austin’s foot causes you to go tumbling on the floor under the table. You hear the commotion of the game above you, and you look around to see 10 pairs of sneakered feet. Nike Air Max. Jordan’s. New Balance 574s. Nike running shoes. Black low-top old skool vans. So many sneaker variety’s, all in various stages of wear. As the guys play their game, you had some near-miss encounters with the unaware giant’s sneakers. In one instance, you’re able to jump out of the way just in time before the dirty sole of a Nike nearly crushed you. Finally, the guys notice you’re missing. “Yo, where is the little dude?” One asks. “Shit, where is he?” You see the sneakers all spring into action as the drunk frat guys begin searching for you. All except for Austin who thinks you are safely in his sneaker. Finally, one of the guys peers under the table, locks eyes on you, and smirks. “Yooooo there you are little man!” He says. “What you doing down there? That’s a dangerous place for you, bro. Besides, you don’t want to be near our nasty fee-“ he catches himself before he can finish. He gets up and you hear whispering from the guys. Then, laughter, followed by a “let’s do it.”
The guys all return to their seats, but one by one they kick off their sneakers revealing their socked feet. Black dri fit, white dri-fit, low socks, high socks, clean socks, dirty socks, each guy had a different sock and different condition from the last. Once all of the guys had their shoes removed, they began to bring them in towards you. You found yourself in the center as these massive college socked feet close in. The heat, moisture, and smell begins to hit you. Suddenly, you have 10 pairs of feet each rubbing over you. You are passed around from foot to foot, rolled and pressed into each socked sole. The guys laugh as they feel you under their rank feet, and they just go about their game. This goes on for quite a while, and the guys get increasingly more drunk. Finally, the feet retract. You think they are finally done tormenting you, but you see that it is about to get worse. The socks are all coming off. Some use their toes to get them off while other reach down and peel them off with their fingers. Eventually, all 10 sets of bare feet are ready, and similar to before begin to close in around you. For a group of college guys, their feet are well maintained. Toe nails are mostly clean and trimmed, the hair on their feet is just the right amount, and their soles are smooth and soft with hardly any callouses. Though the smell and sweat is a different story. Also like before, the guys take their turns rolling you around under their bare soles, forcing your head between their sweaty toes, and adding just enough pressure to knock the wind out of you and maybe even crack a few bones. This goes on for about 30 minutes as the guys continue their game until you feel a set of toes curl around you, and slowly drag you out from the pile towards the frat dude that the toes belong to.
When you get to the bottom of the chair, you look up and see that you are at the feet of Blake, the frat President and arguably the most attractive and most popular guy on campus. Blake has short black hair, deep, warm brown eyes, and a chiseled jawline. He reaches down, picks you up and dangles you between his thumb and fore finger. You are above the table again. “Hey bro-ooos” Blake says in a teasing tone to his frat brothers. “Lookie what I’ve got.” Blake continues with a handsome smile, revealing his perfect white teeth. The others look towards Blake and begin to protest with a sporadic “hey!” or “dude, come on!” Some even reach out to try and grab me, but Blake just pulls me further away from them and laughs. As some get up to try and make their way towards him, Blake lifts you up above his head and sticks out his tongue. “Ah, ah, ah, - don’t come another step closer or else.” The guys pause for a moment and look at each other.
After a brief pause, a voice breaks the silence. “Do it.” Caleb is smirking as he challenged Blake. “He’s bluffing. He doesn’t have the guts.” Caleb says condescendingly. “Oh I don’t, don’t I?” Blake replies. With that, Blake lowers you and places you face first onto his extended tongue. The surface was soft, warm, moist, and smooth. You scream as Blake rolls his tongue back into his mouth, past the row of his perfect white teeth, and closes his lips sealing you in. He begins to taste you, rolling you around and sucking on you like a candy. To the guys outside, they can hear the sucking, slurping and smacking sounds as Blake tastes you. They see a lump appear in one cheek, and then the other. “Still think I won’t do it?” Blake manages to ask, with you in his mouth. “You’re really going to eat a tiny man? Come on dude there is NO WAY you will do it. 10 bucks says he spits him out.” Caleb continues his challenge. Blake simply clinched his lips into a slight frown as he shrugs, clearly trying to play coy with his buddies. Then, Blake closes his eyes, extends his neck some and takes one massive gulp. He swallows hard, and loudly. The guys can hear the *glllckkkk* even over the distant music. They see his neck muscles flex, even showing a slight vein on either side of the neck. His neck thickens as all of the muscles spring into action, and then his Adam’s apple goes up and down. Then, the muscles all relax. Blake’s opens his eyes, and then opens his mouth to reveal that it is empty. He moves his tongue around to show further proof. The guys can’t believe what they just saw - they buddy Blake just swallowed a tiny dude whole! They erupt into comments of disbelief. Blake looks at Caleb, smirks, and says, “pay up, dude.” The others laugh as they watch Caleb hand over a $10 bill to Blake. “Woah, I can feel him in there man. He’s f*cking wiggling around. It feels so weird dude!” The others try to listen to Blake’s gut to see if they can hear anything. They all hear the typical sounds of digestion - gurgles and growls - but one swears he heard screaming too. After a few minutes of this, they all get bored and decide to keep drinking, more or less forgetting about you entirely.
From your perspective, you can’t believe you are in the mouth of a 21 year old frat stud. As he tastes you, you are surrounded by the smell of beer on his breath. His saliva drenched you as he rolls you around. The tongue works on you as you as it presses you against his cheeks, into his teeth, and against the roof of his mouth. It’s all disorienting. Though it is mostly dark, there is still some deep red light that manages to shine in through his cheeks. You hear some commotion outside. Blake speaks for a moment causing you to bounce around. You hear more talking outside, and then the tongue pauses, then lifts up. “Oh no. Oh no no” you think to yourself. In one fell swoop the tongue lifts up causing you to slide to the back of Blake’s throat. You try to grab on to something - anything - but it is all so fast you don’t have the chance. You reach the back of his throat and are greeted by the uvula. You look up to the dangling muscle above you, and beyond it can barely make out the nasal cavity. The uvula quickly descends onto you and forces your head from where it is in a downward motion. You are now upside down, head first towards the esophagus. You see the flap sealing of the trachea allowing full passage into the esophagus. You barely have a second to notice this before your head is forced into the right opening. The muscles tighten suffocatingly around you, and pull you in a downward motion. You feel the uvula behind you nudging you along the way. The deafening, wet sound of Blake swallowing you surrounds you and you are on your way. You hear breathing and a heartbeat as you descend, finally being squeezed through the tight opening to the stomach. You land in a pool of beer in the stomach. The air is stale and humid and smells like old beer. The walls are slimy and wrinkled. They are already pulsating as it recognizes the new arrival of food. You do everything you can to try abs escape, yelling to Blake to let out as you do. You try and climb out, but there is no way you are getting out. Your skin starts to tingle and burn, the stomach walls squeeze in around you. Beer pours down from above splashing onto you. You hear gurgles and growls around you. More of the stomach juices splashes up from below you, burning you more. You scream. You are getting light headed. After about 20 minutes of this, you are barely conscious. Your last thoughts are "how could it end this way? Just as food for a college frat guy.” Then, one final gurgle, a splash of acid, and pressure from the stomach walls, and you fade to darkness as your body disintegrates into a goopy ooze to be further digested as a soupy mix. Blake continues his evening with his buddies, and forgets about you all together until a few days later when he noticed the missing person poster for you. But by then, you and whatever was left of you were long gone.
Request for Preyslavee
Today Tyler's folks were out of town as they called him to watch the house. He would be sitting in the living watching a little bit of TV as he enjoyed his snacks.
"So this what its like to be an to run the house. Sure im small, but at least the folks trust me to look after it. Don't have work breathing down my neck, got the tv, and more importantly, i got the house all to myself" Tyler said stretching his body before slouching onto the couch. "Ah, nothing can stop it from where im sitting" as he watched the television, a shadow appeared above him as giant ass hovered above. Before he could react, it soon hurtled towards as his vision was covered my mounds of muscle. He was able to shout on the inside. But on the outside, nothing but the softened muffle was the only thing to signal where he was underneath.
"Surprise squirt! Didn't expect to see my little brother here"
"Grgh! Daniel?! What are you doing here?"
"What's it look like im doing? Watching the house to keep it safe. And it looks like i caught a slacker" he felt Tyler push against his cheeks as he felt his little limbs sink into him. He then tauntly rocked his ass ontop before getting up. "Heh, you're punier than i remember. You sure you didn't get smaller".
"Peh!And i see you still have rank smell" Tyler said as ge spat to the side. "Nah! I gotta change clothes now!" Tyler hopped off the couch as he walked along the carpet. Doing his vest to ignore his older brother as his smug face towered over him.
"Aww, don't like the smell. I think it suits you well squirt".
"Shut your face!"
"Ah i remember way back when we was younger. The fun you and i used to have, boy were those the good times" Daniel following behind him. Purposefully moving his feet closer as he nudged into Tyler's back with his toes.
"Those were not good times! Half the time we spent was almost against some parts of your body"
"Ah that you were. Still remember swim day at the beach. Ahaha! Seeing ya squirming my shorts was the best feeling after that swim. Still remember exactly where your outline was. Riight there underneath my c-"
"Gyaah! Do not even bring that one up" Tyler shivered. "Can't even sleep on pillow without thinking THAT. Im heading to my room, you can have the front and-" A foot would land in his paths as bumped into the side. Following back as it lead to Daniel.
"Ah ah ah, i wanna spend some quality time with my wittle brother. Its been almost 6 months since the last time we hanged out together. Come here you!"
"Hey hey! What are you-grgh!" a firm hand gripped around Tyler as he was lifted upward. He tried struggling to get free, but the pressure wouldn't let up. "Let me..go!"
"Not before you meet your old friend mister belly" with the hand holding tyler, he lifted his shirt as his slight pudgy belly wobbled out from underneath. He soon brought his gripped hand closer as he splayed it across his belly button. With Tyler being in the center as the surface jiggled. "Go on, say hello".
Tyler could barely move as the hand held him into the squishy surface of the belly. The. Sounds of churns lingered and ranged through his ears as the sound of his brother's voice even echoed inside. As the gurgles went into a more deeper tone, he staryed to push against it as the belly morphed around him. But the hand behind didn't move. "Nrrgh! Get..off me!"
"Aw you're so mean to mean mr. Belly, he's your old friend afterall. Say...why don't you pay to pay him a visit".
"What?! No!"
"Yeah, that sound like a great idea" Daniel started to lift Tyler above him as he gaped his mouth open. Sprawling his tongue out in the process as drool dripped partially from.
"No no no! Stop!"
"Heh" as he let go, Daniel watch as Tyler vanished passed his nose before feeling his body slide along his tongue. As felt pressure further inside as slowly start to close it.
Tyler soon saw the light of the hallway begin to darken as he tried to climb back up. But the large tongue would keep him from making progress as it waved underneath. "Ah ah" a taunting tone echoed inside the mouth. Before the lips sealed and left him in the dark. "No!" He yelled before everything around him started to shuffle. Though he couldn't see, he felt the tongue underneath begin to twist around him as he felt himself being dragged around the mouth.
On the outside, Daniel would walk around the house as he went back to the living room. Sitting down on the couch as he toyed with his little brother inside his mouth. He moved him with hus tongue to the left cheek as the his brother voice could be heard in the compact flesh. Before disappearing and then reappearing at the other as he rubbed hus tongue up and down as he enjoyed the feeling of Tyler struggling inside. He rubbed him a couple more times side before letting his mouth gape back open. Letting Tyler have a glimmer of hope as he tried crawling his way out.
He managed to get out partially grom his brother's mouth, but only hanged as his shoes rested between daniels teeth. W-what?!".
"Enjoy the ride down squirt" Daniel flicked his head upward as he tossed Tyler into the air. As he came back down, Daniel would be eying him with his mouth open wide as Tyler plopped inside. Closing it back up, he tilted his head further back as he felt a slight bulge at the back of his neck. The sensation of kicks lingering at the end of his tongue as it slid into the tube.
"Daniel no!"
**gulp**
As Daniel's throat clenched, a bulge slid down its length as Tyler's voice echoed beyond the surface. Slowly traveling further below before softening as it past his collar bone. On the inside, Tyler could barely see or hear anything but the sounds of clenching muscles surrounded him. Doing his best to move his body to stop his decent, but the muscles didn't respond as they slid Tyler down. As he was squeezed through the sphincter, his body was deposited into Daniels stomach as he landed against the sponge like walls. "Daniel, let me out of here! You know mom and dad said not do this again!"
"They aren't here, which means you get spend good old time with Mr. Belly" Daniel placed both hands along the sides of his belly as he juggled it around. Tyler felt the area come alive and hus balance become unstable as he wobbled from one side of the belly to the other.
"Daniel! Stop it! Im...ooh im dizzy"
"Heh, still get see sick huh? Aw that's shame, cause its gonna be a bumpy ride in there. Oooh, which brings me to tonights dinner. We're having pasta tonight. Or well, heh me"
"You are not having dinner with in here. Im gonna cause you a hell of a belly before you even know what's" Tyler yelled as he pushed against stomach's walls. But only received a push back as he fell over.
"Aha! A belly ache, That's a good one" Daniel started to make his way to down the hall as he made his way to the kitchen as he prepared a meal for the night. Mixing and cooking with the materials he had available, he focused on the sensation going on from within as he heard Tyler yelling at the too of his lungs deep inside his body.
About an hour passed as Tyler slouched against stomach wall. Accompanied the stomach's churns as the sounds of silverware muffled beyond them. "Nah, hiw do i get myself in these types of situations. From being nearly sat on to now being in a lousy brother's belly" Tyler sighed. "Well, at least its empty. And besides, they he couldn't eat that much pasta right?" Movement started to cause the stomach to gurgle before the opening above began to open. A large noodle would seep its way through as it landed onto his lap. As Tyler tries to process it, another piece fell into the stomach as meaty chunks followed it. "Oh no.." Fluid would start to fill the chamber as the scent of lemons mixed with the must. "Stop eating! There's no room. Daniel!"
With the prepared meal, Daniel would be sitting on the couch as he forked through the pasta in front of him. Continuing to wolf it down as ye eased it inside with a cold cup of lemonade. "Daniel!" Was the only thing he heard come out from the his growing belly as he felt the food in his join in with the rest of his stomach. He only chuckled to himself as he gave him stomach a firm pat and a rub.
The inside would just about be filled up the brim as food continued to fall inside. Tyler barely staying out of the chewed food as he perched against an indention in the wall. The food starting to climb its way towards the Tyler's safe place as some of the liquid splashed over his. "Please stop filling, please stop filling, please stop filling" he hope as the content reached the edge. Lightly spilling itself into as it slightly rocked. But before the it fill the gap, it stopped as the sphincter above closed back in place.
"I can barely feel you in there Tyler. But i can sure feel that food" Daniel released a loud belch as he gave his stomach a firm pat. "Id give you some, you probably already have a belly full of it hehe" he started to hear Tyler's muffled lingering from inside as he turned the volume on the TV all the way up. "What's that? i can't hear ya over television, you'll have to speak up in there haha. Don't worry, I'll let you tomorrow. Big brother promises".
"Daniel, so help me if you don't get me out of this, you'll be sorry! You hear me?!" Tyler yelled inside, but was only met with the muffled sounds of the television. He gazed at the pile of food spread out below him as he watched the contents wobble inside. The belly firmly clenching around them as they as bits splashed into Tyler's legs. "Ah come on!" Tyler tried his best to rub off the chunks that landed into him, but they would got aways as he resulted to fanning his hands. He soon heard the sounds of snoring as the stomach began to rumble. "Is he...sleeping? Oh no no, you Can't go to sleep! Daniel! Damn it, Daniel wake up!...Gah!" Before Tyler could react, he felt the area flip over as the contents created a wave and crashed into him. He could tell which way was up as he swam around before deciding to follow the stomach's side walls. Eventually he resurfaced, but could finding a footing anywhere. "Peh!....Peh! Daniel....peh! Wake up!"
On the outside, Daniel would be turned on his side as he gave his belly a firm scratch. Feeling the contents inside jiggle underneath as he focused on the churns. "Mmm, now that was some good food. Enjoy your stay in my stomach...Tyler" he mumbled before drifting off.
The next morning:
Daniel would wake up to the sound of the Tv going on as he sluggishly opened his eyes. Turning off the Tv, He stood up to his feet as he scratched his belly. "Man what a night. That pasta last night really hit the spot" as he started to walk forward, he had a hand on his stomach as he walked around the house.
The commotion would catch Tyler attention as feel the belly start to move. "He's awake? He's awake! Daniel!" Tyler yelled standing to his feet. The food he was once swimming in now formes into puddle as he pounded into the walls once more. "Daniel! let me out of here!"
"Hmm, there was something i needed to do from last night. But what was it?"
"It was to get me out Daniel. Daniel?!"
"Hmm..." He went to the kitchen as he searched the fridge. He saw a carton of milk that was half empty as his stomach growled. "That's right!"
"Yes! He's starting to remember. Now i can finally-"
"I forgot to get more milk for my apartment"
"What?!"
"I better get some along the way. Don't want the miss to be breathing down my neck again" Daniel soon started to get dressed as he went for the door.
"No no, Daniel! That wasn't it! That wasn't it!" Tyler pounded at the the fleshy wall for Daniel to hear. But the sounds of the stomach's shifts masked it as Daniel left. Leaving him to endure the constant churns as he awaits for him to remember his promise.
So one morning I got up, hung over, and was like hum, there’s an idea. So I made this smaller sort of thing. I mean I haven’t made audio in a while so hopefully it’s okay for just a doodle. :B
Basic story is that you went over to a friend’s house to pick up something after they had a huge party. Only when you get in there, you find the house nearly abandoned, aside from one fat, overstuffed squirrel who’s sitting on the couch waking up. And judging by the motion (and voices) coming from his stomach, he’s not the only one waking up, either.
But yeah, maybe it was a good thing you weren’t at that party after all. Even though it was probably awesome. But looks like everybody and then some got ate by some squirrel who was putting a dent in his winter weight. :B
Okay well maybe one more before I take a break for a bit. Just some ambient “being in the room with a full, snoozing pred” type stuff. The audio’s like 4 and a half minutes long, so, yeah.
If you wanna see other audio that I’m not able to/not going to port over here then don’t forget I’ve got an FA account where everything gets posted, hahaha. Was branching out into not-safe-for-tumblr stuff but deeeeefinitely can’t post that over here! If nothing else though, enjoy the gurgliness o:
Repair man’s big sweaty foot tease
Hey I got motivated to actually draw G/t vore for once <3 It’s weird that I’ve not done much of this since G/t is my fave kind of vore. This piece came about because of an ongoing rp between myself and @sinfromlokislair who has a strange talent of being able to get me to draw characters I don’t know.....both things I’ve drawn with their influence have been pieces I am proud of so thank you.
A quick bit of info, that’s Claude and Linhardt in Seteth’s stomach and no this is not fatal vore. We came up with the idea that Seteth being what he is can control his digestion and that the inside of his stomach is green. We then decided it would be amazing if his belly lit up green when flustered, when burping or when exceptionally hungry, luckily his thick clothes usually cover his belly or Seteth would have a few embarrassing situations to get out of. Anyway we’re working on the rp right now so there’ll be some literature to go with this at some point. ......God this is so self indulgent X,D
An Unorthodox Punishment - FETH - Seteth G/t Vore
So @sinfromlokislair and I engaged in a very indulgent G/t vore roleplay involving a hungry pred Seteth and two of his more ‘troublesome’ students. A plan of Claude’s takes a turn for the gastric as he and his fellow student wind up a meal for their elder. Mocking and light shows ensue~
This is Safe, oral, G/t, micro macro vore with digestion mentions only. We worked really hard on this, hence the length and it has just taken me hours to edit. Anyway we hope you guys enjoy the read~
Here’s the pic I drew to accompany the writing:
https://the-elusive-libbin.tumblr.com/post/637165150297882624/hey-i-got-motivated-to-actually-draw-gt-vore-for
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Today was an unusual one, that was for sure. Not that Seteth wasn’t prepared for almost anything, but of all of the things that could’ve happened, there was always ONE he didn’t prepare for. And in this case…well, it had been in the case of some missing students. Neither Claude nor Linhardt had shown up for class today, and they weren’t in their dorms either. Seteth had already been filing the paperwork for a possible student death at his desk and had stopped momentarily to get some water. It was at that point Flayn had stopped by, asking for some sweets, and yes maybe he’d broken out his secret stash just for her and given her a fleeting hug before she left. But as she moved out, he saw a tiny green head poke out from behind the door, and upon following it? Discovered exactly what had become of at least one of the missing students. He reached down toward the tiny creature and soon beheld Linhardt betwixt two fingers by his uniform collar; frowned at him. “And just what do you think you are doing, following my sister around like a lost lamb?” He asked, furrowing his brows. “If you think a shorter stature will permit you to stalk an innocent, then I am afraid you are sorely mistaken, Von Hevring.” He hadn’t yet noticed Claude, hidden silently under his desk.
Linhardt and Claude were never usually in the same place at the same time, for they never had a reason to be. Today however it just so happened that their interests had become one of mutual understanding and therefore the pair had a perfectly valid reason to be together. In the young mage’s case it was a reason to do something other than the two day nap he had originally planned. Claude had decided that the church and by association Seteth and Flayn were hiding things, delectable tidbits of juicy information that the Von Riegan boy would love to get his scheming little hands on.
After a couple of days carefully watching both Seteth and Flayn go about their business Claude’s overhead lightbulb finally got its filament fixed; it shone brightly in metaphor as a new plan emerged. He would spy on them. But it wasn’t as simple as that was it? He would have to go undetected for a while and with two people to tail it would take perfect division and mitosis of his physical form to follow both parties at the same time. Think Claude, think.
Aha! The idea struck him hard in the gut and that bulb burned brighter than it had prior as he skulked his way to the library.
Sure enough he found exactly who he was looking for, nose deep in a book at a nearby table….asleep in its pages, no doubt working on giving himself an accidental dead arm by the look of it too. Claude smirked and perched atop the table, sliding as he went. Not bothering to clear the desk of papers beforehand, sending some of the sheets flying across the floor.
“‘Crests and their natural effect on the human body’ huh?” Beamed the Golden deer to the snoozing Black Eagle, who in turn awoke with a start.
“Hunnnnh? Wassat? “ Linhardt rubbed his eyes and looked in tired stupor turned blatant annoyance at the boy now sat in his workspace. In his PERSONAL space. “Can I help you?” He moaned drearily. “I was in the middle of a dream regarding me sleeping in the most comfortable field of my life without distraction and now I will be unable to return to it. What do you want?” Claude largely ignored the other boy’s statement and winked.
“How would you like to study something that’s always caught your eye but otherwise been unobtainable?” A pause. A yawn.
“….I’m listening.”
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Well, I’ve started doing commissions on FA, this is the first audio one that’s come up! This one is a looping inside-stomach perspective commissioned by Ethicist, featuring mintmonkey’s belly. Main gist of it is that it’s been 3 hours (or around there) since you’ve been eaten, at this point you’ve been in the belly so long you have absolutely no strength left, and you’ve been slowly digesting the whole time so it’s very wet and goopy in there. And the picture in the thumbnail is taken from this pic by naughtyimp.
Hope you enjoy! And there’s more of a description of your situation/the stomach environment after the cut-off, but I didn’t want to stick a huge description on here and clog up anybody’s feed.
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Facefarting and An*l Vore audio, starring Leon from RF4 and a female prey!
Per anon request~
In many ways, being very tiny has its perks. For example, it allows you to easily enter a stranger’s room through a slightly open window - just to hide from that owl that’s chasing you, honest! You find yourself inside a cozy bed, thinking just how lucky you are, but then you suddenly realize it’s already occupied. Damn. If this guy rolls over while you share the bed with him, you’re literally mush. When you walk up to the sleeping man’s face, you suddenly get an idea. There actually is a nice, safe place for you to sleep at…
Accidental micro/macro vore audio, starring B/runo B/ucciarati from J/o/jo’s B/izarre A/dven/ture~
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Imagine being food.... (warning, extremely graphic vore and digestion)
Imagine slowly slithering though the luscious, moist lips of a hungry pred, feeling their hot, smelly, breath wash over you, the scent of saliva and half digested meat filling your nostrils as their tounge slowly slides and probes your body, tickling you as you helplessly slip deeper into the hot, wet cavern of their gaping maw.
Imagine feeling your face slip into the slick, pulsating confines of their tight throat, the sounds and smells of their hungry gut growing stronger with every second as you slide closer and closer to the gurgling pit of the stomach.
Imagine popping through that tight sphincter, into the humid, rancid sac of gooey flesh, feeling the tight walls stretch and distend around you, the hot, muscular folds of slippery flab wrap you in a hot, sticky embrace.
Imagine feeling the temperature slowly rising, and your already slimy body beginning to grow even slicker with sweat as the gurgling walls of the swollen, bulging gut begin to squeeze harder and faster, kneading your weak, pathetic body like soft dough.
Imagine what it would feel like as the walls begin to secrete hot, fizzing fluids, tickling and reddening your skin as they massage the juices into you, slowly marinating your tender flesh.
Imagine how it would feel as your soft skin begins to redden and blister, going softer with each passing second, imagine the feeling of pressure in your joints as they pop and creak while the walls squeeze tighter.
Imagine the pain as the juices grow hotter, and your skin begins to liquify, sloughing off of your body in thick, gooey sheets as you begin to lose consistency.
Imagine how the tight, defined bulges in the pred's belly begin to round out, becoming saggy and soft as your pathetic, meaty little body loses it's shape and form.
Imagine how within the gut, you wouldn't even be recognizable as human anymore, there'd just be a gelateonous blob of bubbling, twitching, bone filled flesh, which the thick muscular walls proceed would grind into grimy chunks, mashing and mixing your pulverized remains into a thick, chunky sludge, filled with gooey gobs of half digested flesh.
Imagine how the disgusting pool of muck would swirl and slosh around the stomach, leaving the once hard, bloated gut saggy and sloshy like a waterbed filled with gritty human pulp.
Imagine how the disgusting chyme which was once you would slowly bubble and swirl, draining into the tight, sticky intestines, filling the pred's gooey guts up with vile slop.
Imagine slowly having every last bit of value and nutrition drained from your liquefied corpse, fattening up your lucky pred, giving their sagging, sloshy waterbed of a potbelly a few extra layers of jiggling pudge as the rest of your worthless remains are destined to be no more than a forgotten bowel movement
Isn't the thought of being food just absolutely wonderful?
“You guys write dumb shit, I burp in your face”
Ever since L/eone’s career as a policeman found an abrupt and cruel end, he’s been wasting his days away, locked up in his home. Booze is his only friend at this point. Once again, he spends the night drunk and lonely, aimlessly staring out the window. He doesn’t realize that a tiny person who found shelter from the rain in his apartment got a bit too curious about the beverage he’s consuming…
Accidental micro/macro vore audio, starring L/eone A/bbacchio from J/o/jo’s B/izarre A/dven/ture
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The Goddess Seed, that has been given to (Girl) by the Harvest King to raise, died. Not by natural causes, either – (Girl)’s baby daughter swallowed it. (Girl) goes to the top of the mountain to ask for another, as well as to collect her punishment for that embarrassing, yet serious slip up.
Shoutout and big Thank You to @janice-from-accounting for collaborating with me.
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How could I do vore of Team Skull without doing vore of da boi Guzma? :U
Yup, still in the trash bin. But oh my god was it fun and satisfying. Like, you would not believe the pred crush I have on Guzma, especially given how badass and menacing his battle theme is. Hnnnnnnng I love hearing it with vorey thoughts in mind~
Anyway hope ya enjoy like I did! (PS I reccomend headphones)
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