Thats A Dangerous Game, But Hey Man To Each Their Own. Enjoy Your Digestion!

That’s a dangerous game, but hey man to each their own. Enjoy your digestion!

Whose mouth will you make water today?

Dumb Down, Muscle Up, Show Off

When taking such a high price as a human life you’ve got to work hard to make that worth it. Marcelo here is a prime example of that, using vore gains to build a temple out of himself. I mean just look at him! Those thighs alone when paired with his face, I can’t say no. I mean just look at him. Almost every one of my urges wants to go inside him. I say almost because I’m drooling first and foremost, but I know deep down there’s no way I could possibly dominate such an apex. I might try though, either a miracle occurs and I get the best meal of my life or I get my other goal of being his meal after a valiant struggle. He’s so perfect I wouldn’t want to digest him, just keep him tightly wrapped in my stomach for all times, though I don’t know if he’d extend the same courtesy to me. What if we started dating and I could slip in and out of his stomach infinite times? That would be heaven. But as I daydream, he gets up and starts approaching me. “You seem lost in thought. What’s on your mind?” “Hey, Marcelo . . .

Well that’s enough talk, just a slip of the waistband and it’s off to Neverland for you

Take a moment to imagine what it would be like for your predator to be dancing like that with you held inside their tight stomach. With him having such a powerful ass like that, I won’t have to just imagine for long

Hey, it’s not our fault that you’re so damn delicious. Enjoy your belly ‘cause you’re not surviving open season

39. 39 men since his 18th birthday had found their way inside that unforgiving stomach of his. He kept track, you have to make an effort to keep track when 38 of those men have since melted; a steady flow of men in, but never out. This poor fellow #39 was a co-worker who was unlucky enough to be on closing alone with him. It wasn’t planned, it just happened, but he wanted #40 to be special. You have any plans . . . ever again?