My Dad Is Such A Dick! So What If I Get In A Car Accident For The Third Time This Month, You Don't Try

My dad is such a dick! So what if I get in a car accident for the third time this month, you don't try to eat your kid! He kept talking about how I was leeching off him and I'd be better off as his lunch than as a son. This bastard doesn't know shit about me thought, that why when he grabbed me and tried to hold me still, kneed him the gut and when he bent over, I engulfed his head in my jaws. I'd been a Pred for a few months, but only with catch and release, but there was no way I was going to end up in this asshole's stomach and I was honestly a little excited to not let him out of mine. I pushed my dad over and used the momentum to swallow his shoulders, working my way down his torso until his arms were pinned and he had no way out. I steadied my balance and lifted up my prey, tilting him up into the air and gulping him down with his weight pulling him to his doom. He cursed and trashed as he curled up in my stomach, but it was easy to ignore since eating my dad was my only goal in mind. I slurped the last of my prey's toes into my mouth and swallowed the last of my meal, proud that I had a tank full of my dickhead dad and he was not happy about it. I teased him about not arguing with me since he now lived under my roof and he started getting worked up again, but I smacked my distended gut and kept doing it everytime he acted up. It felt good to torture my dad-turned-lunch and I was having such a great time telling him how delicious he tasted and how good he'd look on me after I digest him into fat, and he never failed to get upset and it was even better to get to beat him up until he gave up arguing. But that's all in the past now and we got to a really good place together. Look, you can see all the wonderful parts of our loving relationship and how much he stretched out my stomach before I digested my dad!

*buuurrrrrbbbbll...gulllooorrrppuurbblrr...bluurp*

Russell’s belly churned actively, his swollen musclegut protruding out with the weak but vigorous struggles of his nephew within. He repressed a sudden belch, licking his lips and panting as the boy squirmed within him.

He felt a bit bad. Maybe it was low of him to go for his brother’s son instead of his own. But he had plans for Russ Jr., wanted the boy to follow in his own footsteps, become a strong and capable man. His nephew, as much as he loved the kid, has always been more of the bookish type, was off studying biology or something of the sort. He would be put to much better use adding to Russell’s body, making him bigger and stronger.

“Relax, boy, it’ll all be over soon,” he said soothingly, massaging his gut as he sprawled out on the bed. “I’ve gotcha, don’t worry. Uncle Russ’s belly’s gotcha...”

Take a look! This is what happens to gainers that don't want to listen to their feeders! My pig Derek decided that he wasn't going to finish his second dozen of donuts and when I told him he needed it to break the 400 plateau finally, he started talking crazy about being "big enough" out of nowhere! He said that we should focus on "us" more and not just how big he's growing! I wasn't gonna listen to Derek throw all our progress away and I knew what needed to be done. I quickly stripped my feedee naked and sized up my fat masterpiece, stomach growling in anticipation to finally become what I've always wanted. Derek must've thought we were gonna have sex, but as soon as I popped my jaw and shoved his head inside, he started reacting to being my next meal. His big body was always a little slick with sweat and it worked wonders in getting his shoulders between my lips, but my quick-ticket to fattown stood up while panicking and I was dragged along with him entering my esophagus. I used his panic to my advantage and did a handstand over him, using gravity to gulp down my meat like a snake all the way down to his waist. After having half of Derek in my mouth, I bent over and stood up to switch out positions as I threw his legs over my head while the heft of my prey slid further down into my already distended gut. My meal tried to kick and struggle, but the first rule of gaining is to never spit out your food and I wasn't going to let all this delicious fat go to waste. Ignoring his protests, I fed Derek's thick legs down my gullet as I felt the glorious addition he was adding to me and how incredibly full he was making me. After a few more gulps, I had nothing but his toes left and I slurped them down with my final swallow. I did it. Derek is nothing but my food now and I'm gonna digest him into the perfect belly full of fat like he should have wanted! I don't need him anyway, I just need his fat and I helped make it so it's just reclaiming my property. Hear that Derek?! I'm gonna be the hog you could've been and you're gonna be there with me the whole time as my belly!