I Mean I Dont I Understand, But Im Not Gonna Complain. I Knew I Was Hot, But For Guys To Want To Die

“I mean I don’t I understand, but I’m not gonna complain. I knew I was hot, but for guys to want to die inside me is beyond my comprehension. What do you mean bro you understand? Do you want to be part of this? Wait really!? I was just playing, but if you’re serious who am I to reject your fantasies. Just thank you so much! I can’t believe how generous you’re being but I really do appreciate you man!

Now that’s what I call livestock; I’ll be enjoying prime meat tonight!

He gives the expression, “Farm to Table” a new meaning

Dumb Down, Muscle Up, Show Off

Hot, heavy and hungry, Marco is not having a good night and is ready to make some poor stranger pay with his life. Impatiently waiting for a helpless man to walk in to that room and straight to his gut. Whoever the unlucky guy is will not even have a second warning before being brutalized by this hungry apex predator with a day or two for him to have fun with him inside before being melted away to absolutely nothing. Am I wrong to have part of me be that poor man and be devoured by such a beast?

I may have misjudged this guy’s strategy and paid the ultimate price for it.

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 . . .

Alarming especially for your friends who are coincidentally disappearing at an alarming rate

My appetite is increasing at an alarming rate