You See, Papacito? I Could Eat You Up, Completely Devour You, And It Would Make A Very Little Difference

You see, papacito? I could eat you up, completely devour you, and it would make a very little difference in my physique, fat-wise. I vore my victims into all-muscle. All, what, 130 pounds of your twink ass means nothing more than a snack for me. I’m going to turn you into my daily protein and call it a day. Now stop fighting me and come get eaten. You know you want it.

no need for showers when I’m your armpit hair the musk is the best part.

#78

Would you switch bodies with a fictional character? And who would you choose?

I’d love to, right now I’m feeling like switching bodies with Wolverine. Would love to run my fingers through those mutton chops and all that manly fur. Plus, with that sense of smell I’ll be able to enjoy his sweaty musk to the fullest

filming himself after absorbing me into his chest giving a thumbs up thanking me for adding more mass and muscle to his already gigantic frame flexing one last time before sharing the video to his next victim.

i3adr: Leveling up slow and steady……… 💪🏾⏲️

While I was lifting weights at the gym, I could tell that I was being watched closely by the only other guy here. Eventually the built, big-bellied man walked to the end of the bench and started shaking his head, as though he thought I wasn’t pushing myself hard enough. I tried my best to ignore him, unaware that he was about to take it into his own hands to enhance my workout.

He grabbed my feet and dragged me off the bench as he stuffed them into his mouth, quickly gulping down my legs so that he could reach for my arms and stop me grabbing anything to pull myself free. He swallowed hard with his powerful throat muscles to have me packed away inside his round, firm gut as fast as possible.

Initially I fought against the crushing pressure of his stomach out of pure instinct, terrified by the thought that I was about to be churned up and treated like food. However, I started to notice a regular rhythm to how the muscular walls were pressing in on me, almost like it was being done manually. I realised that he was actually flexing his abs on purpose, trying to create resistance for me to push against that was way more intense that the exercise I had planned.

“There you go buddy, now keep it up while I go lift some real weights. You’ll thank me later!” He laid his heavy body down on the bench with a loud thud, continuing to squeeze his gut in on me while he started pumping iron. Something about the warmth inside him and the pulsating flesh around me was actually incredibly sensual, making my cock grow hard. I decided to put my energy to better use by jerking off, making the man who’d swallowed me pretty pleased with how energetic my squirming got and building up a pretty big bulge of his own.

“You’re really going for it there, aren’t you? I think I’ll bring you back to my place after this, then we can really work up a sweat together!”

I happily accepted his invitation, since the time I’d spent filling him up meant it was only fair that I got to be filled up myself in some way…

shove me in there and turn me into your armpit

“get in my fucking pit”