Being A Feeder Can Be Expensive, Depending On The Other Guys Appetite. Fortunately, This Gorgeous Man

Being a feeder can be expensive, depending on the other guy’s appetite. Fortunately, this gorgeous man told me he would source his own food, which made me much more willing to pay him a visit.

His empty gut was already huge, so I looked forward to making it grow even larger by stuffing him until he was content. I straddled his lap and gently squeezed his belly fat while we made out, feeling his big hands wander up my body before firmly massaging my shoulders. I pulled away from the kiss to ask him where the food was, to which he hungrily licked his lips before answering.

“What do you mean? It’s right here in front of me…”

With his thick arms wrapped around my back to hold me in place, he opened his gaping mouth and leaned closer to completely engulf my head. His tongue wasted no time in slathering my face with saliva, his moans booming in my ears while he enjoyed his first taste. His throat stretched open to welcome my head as he started shoving my upper body past his soft, drooling lips.

I never anticipated that I could end up as someone’s meal myself. Although I did my best to struggle free from his grip, part of me also found pleasure in the way his tongue caressed my body as he swallowed me. Which is why he had to stop briefly upon reaching my waist, as my unexpected erection got caught underneath his chubby chin. His stubble softly scratched against my cock as he tucked it into his mouth, chuckling as his tongue played around with it to tease me about our mutual enjoyment of the situation.

He frustratingly left me close to the edge before he started sucking down my legs. He knew the slight stimulation of my throbbing cock moving through his gullet would drive me wild, holding his belly as I squirmed inside him, desperate for the chance to finish what he started. By the time only my feet remained, I could finally reach for my shaft within his stomach. My whole body shook with ecstasy as his tongue danced around my sweaty soles, my orgasmic moans muffled by the thick, fatty walls that enclosed me.

With his last gulp, my entire body settled within his sweltering tank, covered in a mixture of cum and warm digestive juices that slowly came pouring in. The man rubbed his full, swollen belly and let out a deep belch before teasing me one final time.

“Such a tasty boy, I hope you enjoy knowing how much fatter you’ll make me!”

Another vore story inspired by a fun roleplay! Two bros, Jared and Porter, have dinner together, and Porter becomes part of the menu.

Jared and Porter met through a mutual friend who had invited them both over to watch a game a few weeks ago. The pair vibed well with each other and decided to hang out a few more times, which leads us to the main event, or should I say - feast.

Porter came over to Jared’s flat for another game. By the end of their little watch party, the pair of them were starving and Jared suggested Porter stay for dinner.

“I don’t wanna put you out, I can wait to make something when I get home,” Porter replied to him.

“Plenty of food right here, my guy,” Jared said, placing a rather large hand on Porter’s shoulder.

Porter shrugged. Why not stay? Jared got to work making enough fried rice, vegetables, and chicken, to feed a sizable commune.

“I haven’t gotten in meal prep, but I hear it can be super helpful during the week,” Porter said, assuming Jared was making lots of extra to freeze and have later on.

“Oh? Buddy, I don’t think I meal prep in the way you’re thinking. I could eat all this food and more,” Jared said, slapping his gut, and jiggling his 400 pound frame.

Porter lifted his eyebrows slightly, impressed by the big man’s hunger. He offered to help prepare the food, but Jared brushed him off.

“All you gotta do is relax. I got you,” Jared replied, patting Porter on the back. As Jared got close to Porter he could smell his natural scent, and his stomach began to rumble loudly.

A kitchen timer later, Jared and Porter were back on the couch eating huge portions of the dinner together out of oversized mixing bowls. In what seemed like only seconds, Jared tipped the bowl back into his mouth and swallowed the last of the food. Jared got up, and got another helping… and another… and another…

“Hey, should I fry up some sausages? I could do with something thicker sliding down my throat,” Jared suggested.

Porter, who was still working on his first bowl of fried rice and assorted veggies and such, replied, “I think I’m good, this bowl is great for now.” Porter watched Jared get up and get to work again, frying sausages and absent mindedly rubbing his gurgling belly, just barely beginning to distend. Jared didn't even stop to put the sausages on a plate, but just turned off the heat, and swallowed them each whole in succession, then chugged a large glass of water.

Jared came back and crashed onto the couch, rubbing his belly in a clockwise motion. It gurgled and groaned, beginning to digest the monster amount of food inside.

“Are you still hungry or is your belly just gurgling as it digests that big meal?” Porter asked, in awe of the belly in front of him, rising and falling with Jared’s breath.

“Bro, I’m always hungry, sure it’s digesting, but it could always welcome more,” Jared replied, “Hey you gonna finish that?” Jared said pointing at the half eaten bowl of food Porter had been holding. Porter shrugged again with a smirk and handed it over to Jared, who threw back the bowl into his mouth and swallowed the rest whole.

“Hey - I think there was a fork still in there,” Porter started, but Jared burped and chuckled at Porter.

“Caught it with my tongue,” Jared replied, placing down the fork.

A moment passed, filled with the sounds of belly gurgles and breathing. Porter broke the silence, “You know those intrusive thoughts - or is it impulsive - whatever it is,”

“I know what you’re saying.”

“Yeah those thoughts - I just had the random urge to put my ear to your belly and hear those gurgles up close,” Porter said with a nervous laugh, “Sorry, was that weird?”

“Yeah, it was weird,” Jared replied, “But why not, go ahead bro,” Jared slapped his gut and it let out a bigger gurgle.

Porter felt committed to the bit now, and leaned in close and put his ear to Jared’s gurgling belly. The stomach reverberated through him, making him shiver slightly. Porter considered the fascinating human stomach, and how it’s basically a big balloon inside us.

“I wonder how much more you could fit inside,” Porter said under his breath, rubbing Jared’s belly, “What else do you have in the kitchen? There’s bound to be something more in this house to satiate you.”

Jared took a deep breath, smelling Jared’s hair and neck, and realized his mouth was beginning to water again, Jared had an impulse himself and leaned forward a little to put his mouth close to Porter’s head, then shook himself out of it, “Food, in the kitchen, yeah, I have some grapes in the fridge I think.”

Porter got up, volunteering to grab the grapes, and glanced back to see Jared’s face looking after him with a hunger in his eyes. Porter thought to pluck some grapes off their vine, but then decided to just bring the entire container to Jared instead. He glanced over at Jared and saw him licking his lips, and was surprised to realize he could hear Jared’s stomach gurgles all the way in the kitchen.

“I’m curious, what’s the most you’ve eaten in one sitting?” Porter asks, as he hands the grapes to Jared, who slows down his intake by having just a few at a time, swallowing the clusters whole.

“One sitting? Hard to guage… probably that buffet…” Jared considered, swallowing another bunch of grapes with a slurping sound.

Porter watched as the lump in Jared’s throat traveled down and landed with a little plopping sound, barely audible over the gurgling. “How many plates did you eat at the buffet?”

“Plates?” Jared replied with a smirk, “Hmm if I had to count, maybe like 150?”

“150 Plates?!” Porter realized he was beginning to show a hard on through his pants, and shifted a bit to hide it. “Man you could probably swallow a whole cart of food and still have room to down a waiter!”

“How did you - what do you mean a waiter?” Jared looked puzzled.

Porter laughed, “Well, yeah. I hope this doesn’t sound like making fun of you, I think it’s cool how much capacity your stomach must have.” Porter realized his heart was racing, “Honestly you could eat me and barely noticed a dent in your gut.”

Jared looked at Porter with a serious expression that melted into a curious smile, “You - you want me to - eat you?” His mouths continued to water, and his heart began racing aswell.

Porter shivered, “No - like - I mean you could, but like - it’s a joke,” Porter replied with more unconvincing laughter. Porter wondered if this was some strange foreplay for sex. Jared wondered if Porter’s hesitation was foreplay for vore. To be safe, Jared shrugged it off.

“I’m just messing with you, bro,” he said, “I mean you do look pretty tasty, don’t get me wrong, but it’s chill, bro,” Jared said looking Porter up and down, rubbing his gut and thinking of the quickest way he could get him down into his gullet.

Porter took a deep breath, looking at Jared’s belly, mesmerized. “If you could, I mean like - do you really think you could eat me? Like swallow me whole?” Porter looked up to Jared’s hungry eyes. “That’s crazy, isn’t it?” Porter asked, beginning to hope it wasn’t crazy at all.

Without even realizing he was doing it, Porter got up and straddled Jared, putting both of his hands to the sides of Jared’s belly, rubbing it, and lifting his shirt up to get a better feel of it. It was a gorgeous belly. He wondered if he could fit in it.

Jared’s stomach gave a particularly loud rumble “Hey, I’m still hungry, those grapes didn’t hit the spot.”

Porter looked up at his eyes and spoke slowly “Well - maybe an extra 250 pounds - of man might do the trick.” He smiled with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

“Only one way to find out,” Jared replied, taking his shirt off, and helping Porter begin to strip as well. Porter took a deep breath to slow his anticipatory shaking, leaned down and kissed Jared’s belly. Jared gets up and motions for Porter to sit back on the couch.

Jared took Porter’s feet up and opened his mouth wide, leaning forward over them and swallowing hard. Porter shivered, his feet being tickled by Jared’s tongue, uvula and then tightly squeezed down his throat. Jared swallowed hard again, leaning forward and Porter felt his body lift off the couch momentarily as Jared pulled him deeper.

Jared and Porter shared a look of shock, surprised how easily Porter was sliding down Jared’s gullet. Jared’s shock turned to determination as he grabbed Porter’s sides and shoved them deeper into his mouth. Porter felt Jared’s saliva coating his legs as they were tightly squeezed down his throat. It was like getting deepthroated in the most literal sense.

“Wow you're mouth can really stretch!” Porter said, inbetween heavy breaths and sensual moaning. Jared replied with some mumbled exclamations, and his stomach replied with another large gurgle. The pressure of Jared’s throat let up on Porter’s toes and feet, as they plunged into a mixture of the dinner and grapes they ate before.

“I'm beginning - to think - you might be able - to actually - eat me” Porter breathed out in amixture of sensual elation and panic. His hands grabbed hold of Jared’s belly from the outside, almost subconsciously looking for an anchor to the world outside, as he came to the realization that he was still getting eaten. Jared’s stomach growled in protestation.

“Man, that was so hot - but maybe we should slow down. My legs are already feeling a bit cramped inside, I don't wanna puncture your stomach!” Porter said, his legs squirming around inside Jared’s belly and pushing against the stomach walls, as his hands feel them from the outside.

Jared’s eyes close in pure contentment that you might see on someone breaking their fast. He moans and gulps once again, pulling Porter’s torso into his throat. Porter tried to take a deep breath but couldn't expand his chest with the growing pressure of Jared’s throat. Instead he let’s out a little air in the form of a submissive moan. Jared moaned aswell in some sort of meditative trance, as his gut filled out over his knees. Porter tried jerking his hips and torso to pull Jared to his senses, but that only managed to pull him deeper into Jared’s body faster. 

Jared finally opened his eyes and stared at Porter’s eyes, just inches away from his. They locked eyes for what seemed to be hours. Jared contemplated what to do next, whether to try and let Porter go, or swallow him down like the tasty food he could be. Porter felt mild relief at the pause, but also a bit of disappointment. Even though the prospect of digestion was scary… it was also kind of enticing. Jared still stayed frozen in though, so Porter wriggled a little more.

Jared’s eyes softened almost in a puppy dog fashion, begging for Porter to give in. Porter glared seriously for a moment, then almost smirked with his eyebrows. Why not keep going?

Porter relaxed his body again, allowing gravity to pull him down further. Jared took the opportunity and stood up, letting Porter’s body slump down into his gut with gravity taking over completely. Jared tilted his head back easily, just like he was throwing back a bowl of fried rice. The rest of Porter’s body slid easily down his gullet and filled out his belly. Jared fell back onto the couch with a heavy flop, letting out a roaring belch as he pat his stomach.

“Ooof man, you were delicious, thanks for filling this gut up,” Jared said after a well-deserved deep breath. Porter curled up into a ball, and smelled the mix of aromatic foods, mixed with stomach acid.

“Man this is hot - really hot - but does this mean I’m gonna get - you know - digested?” Porter asked?

Jared stretched out and replied with a yawn “Weeellll,” the word echoed all around Porter, “You are food now…” Jared felt the bumps around his belly where Porter’s body was distending it. Porter felt the stomach walls constrict and relax around him, kneading his body like all the food before him.

“Wow… so you really did eat 150 plates at the buffet,” Porter began, “I thought that was just hyperbole.

“Don’t forget the waiter!” Jared replied.

“Wait, you’ve eaten guys before?”

“Only like two times,” Jared began, “That guy at the buffet caught me in a moment of pure carnal hunger,” Jared continued, reminicing thoughtfully on the most full belly he had ever had, “And well - you know that guy who introduced us? That man covered himself in bean dip and literally asked me to devour him.”

“Wow… that’s kinda hot,” Porter replied.

“I know right? And now you, so that makes three. Willing food is the best. Wish I could eat you over again.” Jared enjoyed the thought of eating Porter again, along with ice cream, a tray of more rice, and began to consider driving to a buffet again and going for round two.

“Well if you let me out… I think I could be persuaded to get back in another time…” Porter said.

“Really?” Jared said curiously.

“Maybe next time, you could just put me in a tub of fried rice instead of eating one after the other…”

“I’m liking your creativity… But for now let’s just enjoy this moment. Let me know when my stomach acid becomes too much for you.”

“Will do,” Porter replied… excited for the prospect of having time to process getting eaten, and make it an even better experience.

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This is how you'll find me most days in college, leaning back and digesting some poor twink who thought he could sit beside me in class. Nothing beats gulping freshmen down into my fat hairy tank 😈

I try my best to stay fit, going out for a run every weekend to help keep my toned body in shape. Quite the opposite of my boyfriend, who sports a huge belly from his years of lounging around and stuffing his face.

I’m used to his gluttony by now, which is why I knew exactly what would to happen when I returned home from today’s exercise. He welcomed me back with a big bear hug, which was just an excuse to sniff my neck before he pulled my shirt off. “You must be exhausted, why not lie down and I’ll give you a nice foot rub?”

His generous offer was obviously had more selfish intentions, which I could tell from the way he eyed my body up and down. Despite offering to give my feet attention, he continued to strip off the rest of my clothing, leaving my socks until very last. As he unveiled more of my sweat-covered body and released my musk into the air, he started to drool uncontrollably as he took in my scent.

“You really worked up a sweat, didn’t you? Your body is absolutely glistening…” My boyfriend licked his lips while working his thumbs deep into my soles, until he couldn’t hold back his desire any longer. He raised my feet up to his face, dragging his tongue across them before slipping them into his mouth. He moaned as he sucked the flavour from my skin before his greed took full control, gulping them down his throat so he could enjoy more of my taste.

I let him swallow me while his wet tongue explored my body, searching for every drop of salty sweat before taking each gulp. The sensation of being consumed was always surprisingly nice, like the massage had gone from just my feet to a full body experience. When only my arms were left sticking out of his mouth, he placed his hands either side of his massive gut, feeling it swell as the last of me was slurped down and sank into his stomach.

“Damn, you always taste so good!” My satisfied partner rubbed his full belly, belching a few times and moaning when they brought the flavour of my body back into his mouth, even for a brief moment. He was merciful enough to let me out, but didn’t care about how uncomfortable I was while curled up inside him. The walls of his stomach were squishy, yet their grip on me was incredibly tight, and the atmosphere was overwhelmingly hot and steamy.

I’ll have to put up with this for a few hours, then enjoy my freedom until the next time he gets hungry for me.

Sometimes the type of guy who turns out to be a pred can be surprising. I only ever slept with slim guys, assuming that their appetite couldn’t possibly be large enough to devour another person. But they all have to start somewhere, and it was my turn to become someone’s very first prey.

I was too distracted by how amazing this man’s cock felt inside me to notice the drool that started trickling down his chin. While he continued to fuck me, he turned his head towards one of my legs that was hanging over his shoulders, moaning as his tongue made contact with my bare skin. He licked the whole length down to my foot, which received an even more thorough tasting.

That’s when his new instincts finally kicked in. He suddenly pulled his throbbing member from my hole, grabbing my ankles so that he could pin them together and hold both of my feet directly in front his face. He slowly inserted my toes into his mouth, sucking on them as he pushed my feet to the back of his throat. After his first gulp, I watched my legs disappear into his hungry maw, and realised how naive I was to believe I was safe.

He tilted back his head, his straightened neck allowing my upper body to slide inside him a little easier. Most of me had been completely restrained by the tight grip of his gullet, and any attempt to struggle just seemed to help him swallow me even faster. When I begged him to stop, he reached up and covered my mouth with his hand, silencing my protests so he could enjoy eating me without any disturbance. He pushed down on my head at the same time, shoving me deeper into the warm confines of his stomach.

He strained as he swallowed my arms into his already tight and swollen gut, but with enough perseverance he eventually claimed his entire meal. He never stopped moaning right up to my final moments, overwhelmed by a mixture of discomfort and pleasure while his round, heavy stomach kept him pinned him to the bed. It eventually passed once his superior body had churned mine up into soup, marking the birth of a brand new predator.