Eatmebaby - Vore24/7

If getting boots is a nightmare, just transform people into them, I volunteer!

VOLUNTEER

"Really?!" I half laugh at you, my tattered shoes blackened from dirt and almost soggy with sweat. "Fu#king ace!" As I kick off my old ruined boots and instantly you felt like your whole body was going numb. I leant forwards as your view started to drop, fast! "I hate shopping, takes days and my boots a wrecked by my massive size 15s. Like an elephant bro" you try to moan and protest as you realise what you've really done to yourself. But all that comes put is a muffled splatter as your tongue becomes thick and wide, then filled your mouth and turning into fabric.

Your new shoe tongue replacing your old tongue as ADIDAS appeared across it. I laigh down at you as you struggle on the floor. Arms and legs shrinking away as your head flattens out to take my stinking worker feet. "Dude! Adidas in my size?! Ima qear you until your destroyed!" As you felt yourself being picked up. Mouth frozen open as I slipped my foot inside.

"But tight ain't ya, won't be after a few weeks without being taken off innit" I pushed hard and manhandled your fabric prison body open to force my sweaty meat paws inside you. You could taste everything, dirt, sweat, the cum from the dirty socks, the hot work gym, all mixed into one boot musk. The stink of a huge footed man's shoes. Your stink. My weight flattening you, filling you entirely, a few stitches snapped and burst as the start of the slow tearing apart by the rough giant soles and toes pressed up inside you.

"Better get to the gym, think ill walk... break you in init"

Hope that shows ya what a mistake volunteering is 😈

Best Friends Forever, right?

There’s no denying the instantaneous click, the spark of compatibility that was felt by William and Lucas when they first met back when they moved in together a year ago. Their first few conversations were devoid of awkwardness, almost as if they’ve known each other for years when it’s only been a few days. What followed after was an incredible, fulfilling friendship and months of joyous laughter and shared memories.

They often commemorated those memories, snapping pictures of themselves together whenever they could under Lucas’ request, who oftentimes was side-hugged by the bearded William in them, trying to make the most of his short-lived moments with Lucas.

You see, William had become his housemate temporarily as he searched for the ideal place to live, which admittedly was far, far away geographically from the location he met Lucas in. Their friendship had an expiration date from the get-go, and while William hoped he wouldn’t entirely lose contact of Lucas even after moving out, he’d still have to deal with the repercussions of being far away from him.

And today was that day.

William had everything packed and ready to go, standing at the edge of the doorway with his plentiful of boxes behind. “Damn, I knew this day was coming yet it feels faster than it should’ve.” William said, “I wish I could’ve stayed longer with you buddy.”

“Then you’ll like the surprise I prepared for you.” Lucas replied.

“You had a surprise prepared? And I thought you weren’t good at hiding surprises.”

“Trust me, this one I did my best to hide. Think of it as a parting gift of sorts. You just need to close your eyes for me for a moment.”

William was curious. If it’s a surprise Lucas managed to hide that well it’s a surprise worth hiding, he thought, and so his eyes closed, anticipating the gift with excitement, when suddenly he felt something slick and warm rapidly surrounding him, and a vice-like grip grasping his arms. He instinctively opened his eyes in shock, and through the little light that made it he could see the inside of a mouth. Lucas’s mouth.

“Lucas, what the fuck?” Is all William could say before his head was gulped down his friend’s tight esophagus. He tried to struggle and push himself away with his hands, but Lucas had a tight grip on them, he never realized how much stronger his friend physically was.

Whenever William tried to speak, all that would come out are a few muffled sounds as the meat of his friend’s throat hugged his face tightly, making a distinct bulge on the outside. He felt himself slide down deeper with each gulp that followed, more of his body being satisfactorily tasted by his friend’s tongue who took his sweet time savoring every inch, moaning and murmuring at how delicious and euphoric it felt.

Soon enough only the last of William remained on the outside, Lucas simply lifted his head up and let his former friend slide down with the aid of gravity, his stomach starting to bulge out even farther. Wiliam’s toes slowly slid past Lucas’ teeth, and once they did he snapped his mouth shut, taking the final gulp that would seal his friend in a chamber of unavoidable torture.

“Ahhh,” Lucas’ took a deep breath as William’s body fully adjusted to the tight space that is his stomach. “BOOOOUUUUURRRRRPPPPP!” before letting out a large burp that would purge most of it.

“Welcome to your new home, William.” Lucas gave his belly a smack, “I know it’s not what you’ve been looking for in the past year, but hey, that’s what makes it a surprise.”

“New home? This isn’t some kind of sick joke?” William was frightened, after being overpowered he hoped it was a sick prank and nothing more.

“You know how I’m like when I’m serious. You moved out while moving in me, couldn’t ask for anything better eh?” He let out another burp, making sure to re-swallow some air for the trapped prey.

“Lucas, let me out! I don’t want to be in here!”

“Why not? It’s only temporary. And plus, food doesn’t get to order me around. Remember, you’re in me. I own you now.”

“Temporary? Own me?! Lucas, what happened to you?!” William was baffled at how Lucas’ demeanor seemed to have changed, this wasn’t the friend he knew at all.

“Temporary because I’m going to digest ya. Sorry if you haven’t figured that out already buddy, but that’s what happens to food.” He laughed. “And nothing happened. I’ve had this planned from the get-go. I always saw you as food first before a friend.”

“You mean to tell me eveyrthing we’ve shared meant nothing to you?!” William retorted, struggling in Lucas’ belly but never managing to move much due to how tight it was around him.

“Oh, it did. It meant that your final moments would be much more satisfying. The only way for me to enjoy fully consuming someone is knowing who they are as a person beforehand, to know everything that they are before I reduce them to nothing but food. Strip all of what made them what they are. And then, after you’re long gone, I can look back at the pictures we shared.” Lucas flexed his stomach.

“You were important to me!” William shouted, “I saw you as one of the best people I’ve ever met!”

“You were important to me too. Just not in the same way.” Lucas laughed, continuing to flex his abs which made the space William was in much, much tighter. Crushingly tight. William’s body was forced into an uncomfortable position where his words came out muffled.

What followed after was hours upon hours of agonizing digestion for William. The more minutes his body spent marinating in acids, the weaker he became. His skin turned red and bruised, his muscles torn apart and he couldn’t barely move, and the pain caused him to scream and shout non-stop, even after his vocal cords had been damaged. Lucas didn’t aid in relieving that at all. He wanted to hear his pain and to witness his final moments for as long as he could. Constantly teasing the man inside of him about his inevitable fate that was decided the moment they first met.

Lucas felt him grew weaker and weaker, and knew his final moments were coming. He started flexing, causing another bout of pain for his unfortunate prey. “You always said we were best friends forever, right?” Lucas said, teasing William that he has now essentially become part of him, and flexed even harder, hearing the snapping of bones and a last round of pained screams before he fully died down.

Request for Preyslavee

It was about was about an hour after the game as Jordan returned home for a break. Getting out and into the house, he took off his clothes as he walked around the house. Casually walking around as he scratched your bulge from under his crotch. "Really should've thought that of the circumstances before you made a bet against me runt. You know i never lose a game. Can't turn back now" he made his way to the living room as he crashed down onto the sofa. He soon reached inside his briefs as hed plucked around your form. Making sure to surely drag you along his balls as were pulled out.

His shaft would pulse against you as the sack began to fold over you. Its built up sweat soaking into you as the my stopped your path. It took a few tugs, but eventually the folds rolled off you as the cool warm air met your body. Followed by Jordan's nose as it puffs of air ruffled your hair. "Starting to smell like me huh? Good, makes good preperations for our deal. First thing's first.." He lifted you up slightly as he hovered some deodorant in front of you. "You've got pits to tend to. Do a decent job and I might regrow you to your normal size".

"Simple enough" you though to yourself. You made your way over to it as you attempted to grab the side. "Ah ah, i don't think so. You're not tending to them that way" you feel his fingers wrap around you as before your front made contact with the fresh scented surface. You feel your clothes wrinkle as Jordan rubbed you in place over the deodorant as he made sure your body touched every corner of it before lifting you upwards. A little dazed from all the turning, you vision would soon return just in time see the trimmed hair of the underside of his arm. Even with the fresh scent covering, the odor surround the arm pit would begin to overpower it as your form drew closer.

"I'd hold that breath of your if I were you" you hear from above. Your arms were the first to make contact with the pit as they slicked to the side. Leaving partial room as you face collided into the soft skin. The pit would soon begin to cave around you as the fuzzes surface would sandwich your form. Jordan would rotate his shoulder clockwise as the pit inside was still slightly sweaty. Even with the firm pressure inside, your body would move along with his shoulder as the rush of musk filled your nose. Your tried to hold on against the trimmed haired of the pit, but even they would move in place as they slipped through your grasp. It was about 2 minutes as you endured the firm pressure before you were let out. You gave out a sigh of relief as you took in the fresh air, but it soon was short lived as Jordan lifted the other arm and stuffed you between it. Your muffles escaping from arm as he looked at it with a smile.

A couple more minutes went by, before he finally let up. Your face drenched in musk as the your clothes were now damp. You soon looked uo at Jordan as he gave hit pits a firm sniff. "Well, you can't do pit duty for crap. Perhaps another debt is in order. Ass duty" Jordan pulled down the back of his shorts as his ass rounded themselves past the band. Holding you vertically, he firmly began to slide you between them as the heat from between them fumed as air smelled of hot gas. You could help but extend your to their sides as the your holds slid across the inner walls of his ass. As you slid deeper in between, your nose would began to poke into his ass as it slid to the center of his hole. As it brushed along its center, was only then that Jordan stopped pressing and soon sat his entire weight on you. Your head would sink between the ring as you muffled between them. Ut would vibrate the clenching hole of jardan's, but you would only receive a vibrating chuckle in response.

"I've got an itch back there that's been driving me crazy since i left the game. Your gonna tend to it while i make my protein shake" you heard a sudden popping sound from above as Jordan began making his drink. The weight applying mire ontop of you as the hole sinked deeper along your sides. The scent from inside would get stronger as your nose seeped past the rings, but your nostrils still between them as they clenched around it. The sweat from his ss would begin to soak into your clothes as the heat would get stronger.

The sound of shaking from your muffled ears as Jordan shook his protein shake. The hole reacting with the amount of shaking as it sinked deeper. It was getting a little cramped as it started morphing around your head, but the more your pulled against it the hole pull back with equal force. You soon feel the hole overlap your head as it slipped past the ring. The sweat built leaked from all around the muscular walls as you yelled for him to let you up. You'd only hear of him shaking his protein shake as he continued.

Jordan did feel the slight change in pressure as he focused on your form. Moving a finger passed his shorts, he massaged a finger across his hole as he felt for your face. But he couldn't find it, all he found was your neck as he followed along its lengths. Patting around the hole, he gave a smile as he gave out a satifying clench from his hole. "Heh, always thought you'd make a good plug, guess i was right" he rubbed along your neck as he continued shaking his protein shake. This time putting in a lot more force as your head moved along his sweet spots.

Almost 10 minutes past as you stared inside the endless abyss of his hole before the sound of shaking stopped. You soon feel a tug at you legs before you feel yourself being pulled back out. But even then, the hole wouldn't let up, as it pucker in place. It took a couple of tugs, but the last would make progress as your chin was finally visible. Followed by the rest of your. Head as it was squeezed out with a sudden squelch. You were pulled between his cheeks once more, this time your front rubbing along its length before you were pulled out.

"Not bad, bot bad at all. Guess ass duty proved useful. Now i think its time you've had a break" he smirked as he tossed you into the air. Your vision constantly turning before submerged into a goopy surface. As you reached the surface, the walls were encircled around you as Jordan's lips planted on the edge. The sound of slurping following behind it as your body rushed towards it in a wave. Your gaze would soon go dark as you disappeared behind the lips as the sound of liquid echoed around you.

Jordan, would seal his lips shut as he sloshed his tongue around you. Giving firm circle around your body before chuckling again as it rosed it over you and splashed it ontop of you. He tiled his head back as he opened his mouth back up. Gurgling the liquid inside as you rumbled and flowed into you. With a firm gulp, he you and the liquid would decend into his throat as you traveled down for few seconds.

As you landed in his stomach, the flow of the protein would descend into the cramped chamber as you yelled and pounded at the door. "Hey, you can't do this! What about our deal?! You promised to unshrink when we were done".

"Yeah about that shrimp" he said as he belched "you're just too good not to keep. Your pathetic muffles, you sorry self inside my hole. And now, all nice and compacted in my stomach. You were mine the second you wanted that bet"

"What?!"

"Don't worry, I'll let you out...right after this skrimmage match. Coach wants me back at the court" Jordan would begin to walk out the door as he focused on the sloshing going on.

"Hey! No! Let me out of here you cheat!" You pounded at the bellied wall, but only received a firm pound from the outside as you splashed back into the proteined goop inside.

"Pipe down snack, its game time" he gave out repeated pounds into his belly as he listend to the gurgle going on inside. "That's more like it, oh its gonna be a blast when we return. For now, sit with the rest of the protein.

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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