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Before and After. What do you think? The left is me a week before college started and I learned about Vore from my roommate. The right is me roughly 30 meals after I ate my roommate. I've never regretted eating all those guys and I know they're honored to be a part of this godly gut. But, damn. Younger me looks delicious and so tasty. It's not fair I can't eat myself! Oh well, time to snack on some freshman!

Yup, this is it. I had my last straw with finding out my son crashed the car and I lost it. He begged me to forgive him while I unhinged my jaw and shoved his head inside. I hadn't eaten someone since my college days, but I felt an uncontrollable hunger and anger at my boy and he had to be in my stomach. I aggressively held his wrist to his waist and swallowed him down my gullet, greedily eating my son like a snake and loving how delicious he tasted. It felt so sinful to indulge in his body, but it was worth all the kicking and fighting he was putting up. Once I got to his waist, I felt his head enter my stomach and he started screaming for help, but it honestly just made me hungrier. I dipped my head back and let gravity help in gobbling my kid down, making sure to strip his pants off so I could suckle his crotch for its musky flavors. I might have spent a few minutes with my boy halfway out of my mouth while I licked his cock and balls like hard candy, but he wasn't fighting as much until he finally gave a full body spasm and blew his load in my mouth. I instinctively swallowed so as to not lose any delicious cum, but it occurred to me too late that I was sending my meal to its demise faster. He stopped at his knees, then I could feel him curling up and pushing out my tank as he was beginning to forcefully settle in his new room. He went from screaming angrily at me to pleading with me to let him out, but I only pushed him in to his ankles as a response. I heavily slapped the sides of my belly and jostled him around while I slowly sucked his feet in until only his toes were outside my lips. I picked up my hefty gut and the meat inside, then took a big gulp and felt the added weight of my meal entering my belly, then dropped my gut down to fully shake up the insides. My boy stuffed me full and was moving around enough that the stimulation made me rub his room in response. Even as my food the kid is still causing problems.

Welp folks, I just pulled a major oof. Usually I think that I have a pretty good control over my hunger. Yes, I indulge, but I’m usually pretty smart about it. Today while mountain biking though, I slipped. Maybe it was because of me forgetting breakfast or not bringing any snacks or something about bicycle shorts that make guys look more appetizing. Due to probably all three compounded I pounced on this guy looking at the map. He was probably only 20 or 21, average height with the average build of a guy who works out, but doesn’t prioritize it too much. We had a little small talk and he seemed nice enough, though that didn’t apparently seem to matter. Without thinking, I got off my bike, walked over and shoved my open mouth over his brown hair. Now what? I was almost out of steam to begin with, but now I’m carrying a 150 lbs man on top of that. I really could’ve planned this out better. I thought of letting him out and getting someone by my car, but I run the risk of him also being a Pred. I got him from the back. He didn’t know what was happening until it was too late. It would be hard to fend him off and even though I’d be saving his life, he probably wouldn’t be too happy about me trying to steal it in the first place. Oh well, gotta start heading back sometime. It’s only about a mile and I’ve gone farther full when walking, just wish it wasn’t so bumpy.

Frustrated preds be like

Saw this on TikTok and just had to share.

I swear sometimes burning a guy off is some seriously hard work. Sometimes I wonder if it’s really worth all the cardio. But hey at least I’ve almost gotten rid of Mike. Funny though how I forget about all the work and sweat when I smell it on another man. I guess I could let them out, but that just sounds like cheating. If I fall to temptation I should pay the price of having to burn them off. What do you mean “What about the prey?”

C’mon, please sir. Have some compassion for a poor guy like me. Look at how flat my belly is. You alone can fix that you know, just stop being so selfish about having a life and whatever crap and let me eat, sir.

An old favorite

I have no defense for cute little bellies on cute guys like this. It’s actually a real problem. Poor guy. Had to eat him just to make sure I’m not an idiot later and find myself in him willingly.

Yeah, sure, you’re super hot and you know it. Still, I don’t get why you think that just because you lift your shirt and give me those puppy dog eyes I’m gonna slide myself between those lips. I understand even less why it’s having such a strong affect on me. I almost want to dive in. Woah there, down boy, down! I said almost. Woah, hey, hey. Wait. Give me a chance to think. Woah, off! Give me some time. Yes, I know you’re hungry now, but this is a big decision. Yes, of course I’ll think about it. Wait, no! What am I saying!? I’m not gonna throw my life away because of some sweet talk. Shut up, you know you’re quite tasty yourself. Say, I should be the one eating you. Wanna bet? Is that a challenge then? I like the sound of that; either way, no matter who devours who, in a way we both win.

I find it hilarious how predators will complain and act like such a victim over minor inconveniences like this when there’s a man inside there with hopes and dreams and a family he’s never gonna see again getting literally melted by you

he was struggling to pull the shirt back over his swollen, hairy ball-gut after dinner… he ate so much he turned his t-shirt into a crop top🫃🏻

🍽️before and after Olive Garden photos on the grom🖇️