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Jack whimpered pathetically as the groaning, heaving walls of Ross’s belly kneaded and pressed him around in the tight, smelly space. He shuddered as a sizzling glob of digestive slime oozed out of a hidden orifice onto his shoulder and drizzled down his chest.

*buuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrp...* Ross belched lazily, watching his rounded stomach sway and lurch with little glorps and gurgles. “You almost done in there, dude?” he asked, bored and tired of the constant movement.

Jack shivered pleasurably, inexplicably turned on by his friend’s indifferent attitude. He couldn’t for the life of him explain why he wanted this with Ross of all people. He knew plenty of other guys who were Bette suited to the task: cockier, more aggressive, more dominant, more conventionally sexy. But there was just something about his longtime buddy that scratched a weird itch inside him even as it drove him crazy.

Ross just didn’t seem to really care. About...anything. When Jack had finally worked up the courage to ask him to eat him, Ross has just blinked at him with that same empty expression and said, “Ok, whatever.” Didn’t act disgusted, didn’t tease him or act excited or confused, didn’t even ask why. Just, “Ok, whatever.”

Jack let out a cry of pain as he felt his skin starting to burn. He could feel that light pressure of Ross’s hands resting against the bulge of his body from the outside. “I don’t wanna come out, I wanna stay,” he panted. “I wanna be your bellyfat, bro, I want you to churn me up. Fuck, I wanna be your shit, dude, I wanna be your shit!”

Ross hiccuped, gazing tiredly off at a poster on his wall as Jack squirmed inside of him. He pressed down on his stomach and forced out a thunderous belch. Jack spasmed violently for a prolonged moment, then went still. Ross looked boredly at his bloated, churning gut, picking lazily at his bellybutton. “Ok, I guess. Bye, Jack.” He reached over to grab his phone off the bedside table, opening it up to scroll through YouTube as his belly processed his former friend...

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Lil pred boy, all bloated up, burping up a storm while his then-boyfriend squirms around inside his taut stomach. He rubs and massages over his swollen middle, but to no avail as it groans crankily, and the meat inside refuses to settle. He groans, rolling onto his side in bed, letting the great mound in his middle try as it might to start breaking down his latest breakup.

He's going to be sickly and sloshy in the morning...>:3

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This is you now. This is what happens when you try to cruise at the store with a cockvore pred. How easily you fell into his trap, behind the shelves in a quiet part of this Costco where the man knew was a blind spot for the cameras. Willingly getting down on your knees on the hard floor for this mysterious stranger without even exchanging any words. You looked up at this buff middle aged man, and locked eyes, and saw that there was something so wicked in them, but before you could even think twice about it, his monster cock revealed its true form, swallowed you into his monstrous scrotum, and now you’re being digested by his massive testicles.

Melting in this sack, an almost reverse-birth, makes you feel so euphoric that you climax, except you’re already mostly liquid, so your entire body is what ejaculates, and your transformation is complete, instantly. The pred that has just inflicted this humiliating fate on you gets himself off right there in the store, and you ooze out into a massive white puddle on the slick floor. He grunts and sniffs, zips up his pants, and without even thanking you for your sacrifice walks away whistling like nothing happened, on his way to go buy some beef in bulk. You’re left there, a pool of warm but rapidly cooling goo, feeling the sperm cells that make up your body wriggling and jiggling within all of you. You’re motionless and helpless, and soon to be lifeless, but you’re actually grateful for this experience. It feels good to have had this happen to you. You even think you deserve it. As minutes pass, your color fades from bright white to a milky translucent film, until you hear someone call cleanup on aisle 11, and a dorky underpaid young custodian mops away your liquified remains and erases you forever.

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Vore-Pred

Need. More. Runts.

Must. Grow. BIGGER.

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"Hmph? Mmph. -GULP- It seems like your friend is more tham eager to escape, its fun to feel him wriggle through my esophagus but I think I prefer him to massage my gut with you before turning into.. Ya know"

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Uploading a new video to Patreon tonight. Gurgly aftermath of a huge meal plus boost. Added some extra gut movement for the vore fans on request. Not my usual but I definitely enjoyed this feeling 😅😅

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Mmmmm cookies 🍪

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Hmmm, niiiiiice, my traps and pecs feel good, but I think I'll still need 3 or 4 guys to get the perfect definition and consistency.

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Wobbling my piggy lard in bed after a massive stuffing.. I didn’t even realise I was breathing like so heavily until I watched the vid back and heard myself almost grunting because of how massively overfed I was 🐷🐷🐷

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It’s feeding time buddy. What did you bring me?