voreguys: tytovore:I’d never wanted to eat anyone, even for fun, because I was terrified I’d do th
voreguys: tytovore: I’d never wanted to eat anyone, even for fun, because I was terrified I’d do the unthinkable and let my predatory instincts take over and allow my body to process them. And that’s exactly what happened. Last night my boyfriend finally convinced me to fulfill his ultimate fantasy of being swallowed whole, and I’d ended up digesting him alive. My belly, which had once been filled with the solid squirming form of my boyfriend, was now small and round, filled with the digested mush he’d been reduced to. I still remember the night clearly, not having slept a single minute of it: 10:00pm- my boyfriend was now completely in my belly, squirming around, still enjoying himself. 11:09pm- he’d been in there for an hour, jacked off so many times. Reluctantly, he requested me to let him out. 11:20pm- I still hadn’t let him out, for some reason completely unable to bring myself to do it. I knew I had to, knew what would happen if I didn’t, yet…. I just sat there staring at the shifting mass of my gut. 11:50pm- he’s been in there way to long now and he knew it. My boyfriend began to get nervous, I could tell. His voice was shaky as he continued to call out to me, afraid I’d fallen asleep. I hadn’t. 12:15am- he was starting to feel it now. My gut, it was beginning to churn and gurgle over him, his skin no doubt beginning to itch and burn. 12:30am- he was screaming and begging now, thrashing about in my stomach which was really going to work on him how. This was it, my last chance to let him up, to save my boyfriend from a gurgly fate inside me. I belched. 12:35am- he finally stilled. No more struggling. No more begging. Just a motionless, heavy weight in my gut. My stomach started to slosh and churn wetly as it began the monumental task of breaking him down. 2:00am- My gut worked fast, already the mass in my bulging belly felt a bit softer. 4:00am- My belly was smaller and no longer oddly shaped with the body of a whole man bulging. Instead it was now round and smooth, no odd bulges from a head or shoulder pushing it out. My boyfriend it seemed was no longer completely solid, the contents of my stomach shifted and smushed a bit as I pressed on it, although I did feel a few solid lumps that had yet to be digested. 7:00 am (present)- well that’s it then, he’s all gone. My former boyfriend has been completely liquified inside my gut. I should feel guilty, and I do, a bit anyways. He’d asked for this, maybe not so much the digestion, but he’d definitely put himself in that position without thinking of the my own irresistible predatory urges. For the most part though, I’m just exhausted and satisfied. I’d just spent the entire night watching my bulging belly round out and shrink as the man I loved was churned away, and all I want now is to pass out and let my body go about absorbing whatever nutrients he could provide me. Hot…. ;) -- source link