Dude! Did You Really Just Eat Jos?!

Dude! Did you really just eat José?!

Jacob was talking a lot of shit about how much he could eat and how he'd never get fat. So José told him to eat him and then he'd get fat or else he'd shut up. Next thing we know, Jacob has José's head in his throat and he's pulling him in like some kind of alpha predator! He devoured José and stuffed his chest, waist, legs and everything else right down his throat and into his stomach. Now Jacob is saying he's not letting him out cause he's gotta see if José will make him fat or not! I'm not gonna argue with him, I don't wanna end up where José is going. Although, I wouldn't mind getting to devour a guy like that monster did.

At first I felt sorry for my roommate when he got fired, but it didn’t take long before his behaviour started to annoy me. He spent his days just lounging around, taking over the TV and getting stoned while he stuffed his face with junk food. Dude must have put on at least 30lbs in a couple of months, now sporting a flabby ball gut that jiggled whenever he finally found the motivation to walk between the sofa and his bed.

One evening while I was relaxing in my room, I heard him aggressively rummaging through the kitchen cupboards. After slamming the fridge shut, he stumbled into my room stinking like a fresh joint, which just about overpowered the smell of his unwashed, sweaty body. “There ain’t no snacks, what am I supposed to eat?” This lazy fucker always relied on me to stock up on food, but I’d had enough. I told him he had to buy his own snacks, however I didn’t realise how urgent his munchies really were.

“Screw it, you’ll do. Just don’t be squirmin’ around too much.” My roommate suddenly tackled me to the ground, staring into my eyes with a raw, animalistic hunger before his drooling mouth began to stretch open. His ripe musk was even stronger this close up, almost making me delirious as I tried to push him away, my hands pressing into his soft chest and belly. But it was no use; he was much stronger than me and easily held me still as his maw engulfed my head.

I was forced to endure the intense sensation of his tongue slurping up my flavour while he ripped my clothes off, swallowing my head once I had been fully unwrapped. I was eaten at a quick yet steady pace, his throat muscles rippling against my body with each gulp until they had dragged me entirely into his stomach. I struggled against the tight, slimy walls that confined me, forgetting about his earlier warning to remain still. He shook his swollen gut around as punishment, disorienting me even more than the experience of being swallowed whole already had been.

“That feels fuckin’ weird, quit it. Food don’t usually move.” I was scared that he could somehow make my situation even worse if I didn’t comply, so I quickly settled down and tried to drift off to sleep before his gut churned me away.

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It was late at night, and I had a long drive ahead of me returning from visiting my family. I pulled into a nearby truck stop to take a break; already intimidated by all the vehicles parked up that were so much larger than mine, I was even more tense walking past all the drivers who were just as massive. Ignoring their staring and sneering at the puny guy who’d wandered into their territory, I walked straight to the bathroom to freshen up before I continued my journey.

But when I turned towards the exit, it was suddenly blocked by the muscular arm of a tall, rugged stranger who was eyeing me up and down. He took advantage of my hesitation to walk closer, making me instinctively back away from him until I hit the wall behind me. He leaned in close with his arms either side of me, his face mere inches away from mine so that I could feel the warmth of his breath as he spoke to me. “Hey there. Driving around all day has got me hankering for a filing meal. I was wondering if you wanted to help me out with that?”

His large, firm beer belly had my body pinned to the wall, forcing me to submit to the powerful musk that hung in the atmosphere around him, particularly from the dark, damp patches of sweat beneath his pits. I was surprised he didn’t just grab me right away, instead allowing me to struggle gently beneath his weight. I was trying to avoid eye contact at first as I thought it might scare me into giving up entirely, but after a quick glance I noticed his expression had some friendliness mixed into his tough, intimidating expression. “Don’t be scared, little fella. I’m a nice guy, only gonna eat you if you give me permission. But before you answer, just think about how great it would feel sliding down into my warm, cozy stomach.”

After saying that, he began to lick my neck slowly and seductively. He enjoyed toying with me as he patiently waited for me to stop squirming, confident that I would submit to his desires in the end. And he was right. If being swallowed would feel anywhere near as sensual as getting tasted like this, he’d already done enough to convince me. I couldn’t resist rubbing my hands around his belly while I imagined what it would feel like to be inside it.

“So what do you say, will you fulfil your true purpose and become my dinner?” I quietly whimpered the word “yes” in response and allowed him to pull my shirt over my head before it was suddenly engulfed by his maw. Having teased me enough, he quickly swallowed my shoulders so he could get to the good stuff, tasting the nervous sweat soaked into my pits and chest hair as he devoured me. I moaned at the feeling of being massaged by his gullet that was tightly sealed around me, but there was far more pleasure yet to come.

He pulled off my pants and toyed with my hard cock, his wet tongue coiled around my shaft as it stroked the full length over and over until I bust my salty load into his mouth. Using his strength he was able to force my legs down his throat soon after, his stomach only slightly swelling out as my scrawny body curled up inside him. The man let out a thunderous belch as he admired himself in the mirror, letting me know how satisfied he was in a much more aggressive tone now that he knew he didn’t need to befriend me. “Right where you belong, you delicious little fucker. Now be a good piece of meat and stay nice and still while my gut churns you up.”

I should have been scared, but something just felt so right about becoming a meal for this big man, perhaps because he’d made it feel like it was my choice. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the sensations of being digested alive, feeling his stomach acid slowly break me down into nourishment for his body.

When I graduated high school, I decided I'd move out of my parent's house and went to move in with my uncle. He'd offered to get me a job and help me get my footings with his support, so I took him up on his offer. My uncle had always been a fat guy with a big ball gut that he loves to rub in public, but ever since I moved in I noticed he was always shirtless and showing it off.

I'd joke with him saying he weighed more than twice my size and that his stomach probably weighed as much as me. He'd laugh it off, but I'd see him rub his pride every time and he'd linger when he looked at me afterwards. Then he'd try to get me to eat dinner with him, but he eats so much food that I can't keep up and he'd eat until his gut was distended with food.

But, as gluttonous as he was, I had no way of guessing that my mistake of accidently reaching for the same slice of pizza would lead to my hand in my uncle's mouth and lead to me being put on the menu. I tried to pull my hand out of my uncle's mouth, thinking he was making a joke about how fat he was, then I felt him swallow my right hand down into his tight gullet. Panicking, I shoved my free hand against his face and he quickly gulped it, adding it to his throats contents.

I begged my uncle to stop and admit he was kidding, then he grabbed me from under my armpits and smiled around my wrists. My heart dropped as he lurched me forward and swallowed me up to my Biceps, his tongue now licking my face as he drooled over my body that he'd begun stripping the clothes off of. How could this be happening? There's no way I was really going to get eaten, right??

My uncle's deep moans rattled me as he held my torso like a burger and he pushed me further into his widening maw, swallowing until my entire vision was replaced with his slimy pink tongue and my shoulders were around his lips. I could feel his throat begin to tug at my head until I felt it grab me down, working me into his gullet through peristaltic movements as my hand found the terrifying opening to my uncle's stomach. With another impossible swallow, my uncle had me up to my navel in his mouth and I was fully trapped in his esophagus, trapped in hiss tight muscles and dreading the drop into his waiting ballgut.

My flailing legs were suddenly held tightly and my uncle took the swallow I prayed wouldn't come, sending my head to join my arms in the stomach and putting my crotch in my uncle's maw. I hadn't realized I was hard, but my uncle was aware and he began playing with my cock with his tongue, savoring the work that eventually paid off in a horrifying orgasm that he graciously gulped down along with me. I felt my own jizz drip onto my face that had been stuck in a mash of chewed up pizza and sunk more into my prison, attempting to pull myself out of the stomach contents as my chest entered and my thighs were brought into my uncle's lips.

The sudden thudding around me, alerted me to the fact that my uncle was enjoying eating me and he must've liked seeing how big I was making him. I pushed out in protest and demanded he let me out, only to feel him straighten up his throat and my legs. Then he swallowed and swallowed and swallowed, until only my feet were left outside of him and I was covered with his stomach contents in a curled position in his gut.

After tickling my toes and licking them like candy, my uncle must've decided to finish me off and swallowed the rest of me down into his giant gut. As soon as I felt my feet enter, I tried to stick my hand back up his esophagus and got a few fingers in. Pushing with all my strength, I was able to get my hand and arm back up the gullet, but my uncle wasn't gonna let go of me and I felt him forcefully swallow me back down. Then before I could try again, he grabbed me inside his belly and shook me wildly until I got dizzy, saying something outside that sounded like he was the one in charge now.

I don't know how or why my uncle ate me, but I can't escape from his giant gut and he's happy to have me inside him. I can feel the caring way he'd rub his gut on my back as his stomach acid starts to digest me, patting me and moaning while he simply eats another meal. I'm nothing but food now.