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My boyfriend started off as a kinder predator than most. He’d never once digested another guy, which is why I thought I’d be safe dating him. Sure, now and again he wouldn’t take no for an answer when he wanted the feeling of a full, heavy belly. But I found his dominant attitude towards swallowing me kind of hot, so realistically it was never completely against my will.

That was until the night he fell asleep with me still inside his gut, when he didn’t have any control over the processes going on inside his body. I feared for the worst when his digestive juices started pouring in from the fleshy walls around me, and no amount of struggling seemed to wake him up. However, all I felt was a slight tingle on my skin, the worst part was probably just how cramped it got from his stomach squeezing against me as it tried to deal with me.

We’d accidentally made the discovery that his gut was unable to break down anything that was alive, despite handling all of the rest of his food perfectly well. Despite my protests, this lead to many an occasion where I was gulped down first thing in the morning, then kept trapped inside for the whole day. My partner would still get hungry for an actual meal, but it turned out that he could still stuff a full serving of food into his gut alongside me and let his body churn it up.

He didn’t seem to care how gross I found it having food melted down and smeared all over me by his stomach, but his absolute gluttony clouded his judgement. So much that he decided that it would be fun to hold me inside him for a whole week, knowing full well what I would think about that experience. He kept me alive by swallowing things whole for me to eat first, which I was forced to scarf down quickly before his own chewed up dinner started piling in.

All he had to do was tolerate the occasional moment where I would snap and squirm around as much as I could, hoping to make things uncomfortable enough that he would let me out early. But he always managed to wait until my struggles subsided, even moaning softly now and again as though he was actually enjoying it. I never thought he’d become such a cruel predator, but now I’m worried that if I break things off with him, I might end up a permanent resident in the depths of his fat belly.

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My boy Devin was getting ready to finally move out and despite us agreeing that he'd go to Community College around the corner, he'd been planning to move into dorms at a State College. It's been me and Dev since he was 3, I couldn't even imagine coming home and not having him there to greet me. I begged and begged him not to move out, but he was stubborn and I didn't have a lot of options or I was going to lose my boy. I wasn't going to lose Devin. In fact, I would have him forever.

After one more conversation about not moving out, Devin snapped at me and said I was being selfish, only caring about what I wanted and not what he wanted. I've raised him for nearly two decades, I know him better than he knows himself and I know he needs his daddy by his side. But, when Dev threatened to cut contact with me for not respecting him, I lost it and threw him to the floor on his back. I planted one foot on his chest, pulling off his pajamas and revealing his naked, supple body to my delight and garnering a rumble from my waist. My ears had already begun to drown out the sounds of my boy screaming while I stripped him, allowing me to focus on keeping my son near me for good.

I lifted up my son by his ankles and started licking them, stuffing his feet past my lips and guiding them into my waiting throat. Devin thrashed under my foot, but my love for him field my hunger and I began swallowing my boy down my esophagus. I worked my way down to my boy's knees, gulping down his shins with voracious joy as more and more of him became mine as I devoured him alive. This was such a perfect plan, after I fully swallowed Devin and put him away safely inside my stomach, he'd be with me forever and I'd always keep him safe.

Dev kept trying to push me off him, but I grabbed him by the waist and started shoving his thighs into my drooling mouth. I felt his feet enter my stomach and I moaned in ecstasy at the feeling of him beginning to enter me, hungry to know the feeling of him fully curled up inside my gut. Terrifying my prey, I lifted him up above my head and enlisted gravity in eating my son, taking him down my gullet until his crotch was sitting in my mouth.

I wanted Devin to be happy and knowing that this was the last time he'd get the chance to orgasm, I played around a bit with his cock and used my tongue to get a good taste. He might be my kid, but the musky taste of his cock was tantalizing and the shudder of him blowing his load was enough to get me hard. Feeling him go limp as he filled up my mouth with his cum, I took a heavy swallow and felt him drop down to his navel in my gullet with his hands pinned in my lips.

From then on, Dev weakly struggled, but I was able to easily gulp him down and devour him like I wanted. My son disappeared into my throat more and more until I pressed and shoved his shoulder into my mouth, wrapping my lips around his neck. It felt amazing to have so much of Devin inside my body and to feel him curling up inside my gut like it was a womb. He whimpered at me through teary eyes, but I had what I wanted and wasn't going to change my mind now.

I tilted my head fully back and put a hand on the top of my boy's head, opening my lips wide enough to press down as I swallowed, pushing Devin down my hungry gullet. I closed my mouth and took a second swallow, feeling the gluttonous victory of my boy's weight beginning to get heavier in my stomach as he fully entered it for good. Dev squirmed and wiggled around inside my belly, pressing out imprints of his hand and face across my distended gut. He was no doubt trying to find a way out, but it was too late. Devin is all mine.

I cradled my boy and rubbed him while I joyfully told him about how great its going to be now that we're together forever. He cried to be let out and not be digested, but my mind was set and Devin was going to be added to my waist as fat. My son would become a part of belly forever, hanging off me as if he was hugging me with all the love I knew he had for me. I rubbed him despite his protests until I felt a rumble from his squirming and I let out a long belch, then he slowly went still until my gut got to work and started digesting him. Devin was mine forever.

Holy shit! I can feel you in me man! This is so awesome! I really ate you and you're in my stomach Vince! What's that? Yeah, you tasted really good like a salty steak or tangy beef Jerry! You were delicious and you basically crawled down my throat, you must've really wanted to be my food! What's that? Oh, I can't keep you! It'd ruin my plans to avoid the Freshman 15! Plus, I wouldn't get to enjoy how good you taste again. How about I let you spend a couple more hours in my stomach and then I'll let you out. Good, you agree. Now, let's get back to the belly rubs for how stuffed you made me buddy!

Being a professor at a University is a bit boring, but there's always some delicious treats around if you can find them. For instance, Ken here. He used to be a 3rd-year who loved bringing me sweets and candy cause he liked fattening me up and now he's padding behind my vest. After a while of consensual flirting, he decided that teacher needed something a little heavier than an apple. Inside my office, I took my shirt off while Ken stripped naked and my gut started grumbling for its treat. I took my student's wrist in my hands and guided them into my gaping mouth, shoving them all the way to the back of my throat and taking the first swallow of my prey. I felt the bulge of his hand travel down my throat as I dragged him further into my voracious maw, focusing on getting in my meal while enjoying Ken's unique flavors cross my tongue. The heft of dragging his body into my gullet and the bulging of my neck as he filled it out, sent a voracious thrill that had me grab his armpit and guide him down my throat until I had his chest sitting on lips. Knowing how to best finish my meal, I moved my grip to his knees and lifted him up vertically while tilting my head back. Ken was moving his hands around near the entrance to my stomach and when I took my next swallow, the refreshing feeling of hands stretching out my stomach greeted me while I kept my pace and brought his waist to my maw next. My prey started to curl up in my belly while I worked his butt in my drooling mouth, excited at the feel of having half of Ken inside me already and anxious to get my meat in to feel his full weight. Ken kicked his legs a bit as I stuffed his full crotch is my mouth and I began swallowing his thighs, then stiffened as I felt him ejaculate as I was pulling his cock past my gullet and I was deprived of the taste of his seed. Despite my disappointment, I had more Ken to enjoy and once I got to his knees, he had to curl awkwardly in my stomach and he was pressing out body imprints I an attempt to find comfort. Not wanting my prey to be too uncomfortable (until digestion began), I straightened out the remaining part of his legs and put a hand on the bottom of his feet, pressing down and swallowing him to his ankles in one hard gulp. I wanted to savor Ken a bit longer, but I was hungry and I had a class to get too in a couple hours, so I licked his toes as I sealed them within my lips and took the final swallow. My body worked Ken down my gullet and I felt the full heft of him sitting on my waist, squirming behind a wall of fat that I'd be adding him too and I tapped the distended dome he made proudly. Ken had been incredibly delicious and filling, but I couldn't help but think that I had room for something more. Luckily, there's always donuts in the Teacher's lounge!

“Enjoying the show, are you? Come get a closer look, I won’t bite.” This heavily built giant was teasing me as he flexed beneath the sparkling rain of the shower, which only helped to highlight the shape of his already amazing figure even more.

I didn’t think about the danger of approaching someone who could clearly overpower me with barely any effort, obsessed with the idea of getting to feel around every bulge. I got a lot more contact than I’d wished for when he suddenly tackled me to the ground, stunned as his thick wet body landed on top of me. He wrestled with my kicking legs and managed to stuff my feet inside his mouth, gulping them to where his throat could firmly grip my ankles before he stood and lifted me up with him.

The muscular man had chosen to eat me feet-first specifically so that he could listen to my pained screams the whole time he was devouring me. Not only due to the crushing force of his internal muscles as they packed me inside him, but because he’d absolutely lied when he said he wouldn’t bite. It wasn’t enough to break my skin, but he still had me crying in fear as he playfully chewed on the softer, fattier parts of my body when they passed his lips.

With just my head left, he wiped up my tears with his tongue before swallowing hard, sending it down into the belly of the beast. He stared down at the squirming mass in his belly, laughing at the easy victory over his prey. “What a tasty fucker you were, now it’s time to get my abs back.” He belched out all the air from his stomach, making the walls wrap securely around my body before he started a powerful, manual digestion process.

He contracted the muscles around his gut over and over while hot acid poured into his tank, crushing me from all angles in a way that was even more painful than when he devoured me. After just a couple of minutes of compacting and melting me down, the giant had returned to his original physique. Well, besides a little extra thickness around his pecs and waist after he’d absorbed all of the good stuff from his meal.