Had To Try.

Had to try.

No remorse

POV: The giant catches you. While rubbing his belly, he shows you your new home. He moans as he lays back and dangles you over his face. The hungry expression, the grumbling belly, this is it. You beg and plead but the giant, without hesitation, drops you into his mouth. You become drenched in his saliva, his tongue massaging every part of your body. You feel the force of gravity pull you to the back of the throat as the giant tilts his head back. And with one swallow you descend into the giants belly. It’s dark, moist and warm. Theres no way out. You feel what seems like an earthquake as the giant slaps his pudgy round belly. The air around you becomes hard to breathe when you hear the giant belch. The lack of air makes you woozy, you quickly pass out, never to wake up again.

Nostalgia Trip (Commission)

(Contains: M/M, Farting, face/mouth-farting, kidnapping, bullying, age-gap, non-consent, foot licking, poor hygiene, mild scat, references to underage.)

[DARREN]

Darren couldn’t believe his eyes. He’d travelled down to his alma mater to help him son get settled in for his first semester, and who should his boy be rooming with, but his good ol’ fart sniffer Luke? Only, it wasn’t Lukie Boy, it was some guy named Jordan, who’s his absolute spitting image. He had to brace himself on the cheap dorm desk. He felt like he’d fallen through some sort of time rift. The boy’s hair was a bit longer, and his face a bit sharper due to the added couple of years, but other than that, the young man in front of him could have been Luke’s doppleganger. Same straight brown hair, pale skin, full lips, blue eyes. Same skinny but tall build. The sort of Nancy boy who deserved to be put in his place—used by real men.

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