Safehaven2 - Male Vore

This is me irl

Winter Bulk Cycle (October-March)

SW: 241.4 lbs. GW: 300 lbs

Week 1-4: 600 MG Test C, 200 mg Tren E, 200 mg Primo, 50 MG dbol daily

Week 5-14: 1000 MG Test C, 400 MG Tren E, 500 mg Deca, 50 MG dbol daily

Week 15-18: 1200 mg Test C, 500 mg Tren E, 500 mg Deca, 50 MG dbol daily

Week 19-22: 800 MG Test C, 200 MG Tren E, 300 MG Deca, 50 MG dbol daily

Week 23-24: 500 mg Test C, 200 MG Tren E

Week 25-30: PCT

Giving this a go

What motivates you to get as jacked as possible?

To become the monster I want to be! The bigger I get, the stronger I am and the more I intimidate everyone weaker than me! The exhilaration of knowing my arms are bigger than your head or that I can lift you over my head if you piss me off is my dream! The more muscle I build, the closer I get to being a mutant!!

I usually arrive home from work a little later than my husband does. When I walked through the door today, I found him sitting on the floor in front of the sofa, having such little energy left to even make it to the comfier seat.

It was obvious why he was so sweaty and out of breath; his round belly was twice the size it usually was, his trousers burst wide open to accommodate it. This was a clear sign that he’d swallowed some poor intern from his office again. He’d subjected me to the same thing a few times before when I really annoyed him, so I knew exactly how hot and uncomfortable it was inside his stomach.

“You gonna help me out, babe?” He pulled down his pants a little lower, revealing his hard bulge to me. I don’t know if it was the squirming or the feeling of control over another man that turned him on more, but regardless I figured I would join him in his enjoyment. I sat beside my partner and made out with him while I jerked him off, the man inside his gut getting more energetic as he realised what was happening.

“Quiet down, you know you deserve this. I’ll let you out for work tomorrow morning, but until then you can learn how to serve one of your superiors.”

My husband jostled his belly around to get the intern to stop his protesting, licking his lips at the same time. I could tell he enjoyed the taste of his prey just as much as the power he held over them. They were just lucky he was kind enough to avoid digesting them. After all, having to hire replacements who tasted just as good would be such a hassle.

Full tank