dcgluttonhog: lifterbear: Busted Just. One. More. Bite. I can’t stand disrespectful kids. They
dcgluttonhog: lifterbear: Busted Just. One. More. Bite. I can’t stand disrespectful kids. They’re brats and they do nothing but cause trouble. Especially those frat boys next door to my house. They’re up all night partying and their trash always ends up on my lawn. Whenever I tell them to clean up their shit, they make up excuses and ignore me. But those fuckers went over the line when they covered my lawn in solo cups, pong balls and other trashy college shit. I was so angry that I stomped over to their door and banged on it until they answered. The guy who opened the door looked wasted and hungover. He tried mumbling something about a fatass at the door when I caught the scent of musk from him. I hadn’t had a good meal in a few months, but my gut was roaring for meat to fill it. I grabbed the kid by his shirt and yanked him forward, his head fell into my gaping maw and I ripped his shirt off. I pinned his hands to his waist and lifted my prey up, feeding him straight down my ravenous gullet. He started to struggle once his waist his my lips, realizing in his drunken state that he was really being eaten. I slipped his shorts off as I finished gulping him down until his feet were on my tongue. I headed into the house, holding the boy in my throat while he squirmed. I found another one the frat boys passed out on the couch, this one was a wrestler and he had the beefy frame to match. The appetizer was on the scrawny side and I was happy to see such a thick prey, half-naked and begging to join my waist. I gave one final gulp and put my first course in his new home while I pulled the shorts off my next meal. I could see the disgusting bumps around his cock and decided to eat him belly up and feet first. I pushed the dirty toes together and fed them past my lip until he was at my throat. I gave a hard swallow and my throat yanked him in to the knees, craving its food. This boy must eat well, because the soft fat covering his muscle made him tender, yet heavy. I lifted him up like the first one and swallowed again, trapping his hands in my mouth and his butt on my tongue. I pushed the thoughts of whatever STD I was ingesting and pushed down on his shoulders, filling my gullet with him until my lips were wrapped around his neck. I slowly sucked his head in until it was joining his friend in my bulging paunch. I hear the clatter of something from the back of the house and slowly make my way there. I can hear thrashing coming from one of the bedrooms and I open it, finding a pair of legs sticking out of a guy’s mouth. I recognized him as the senior frat member, the guy who kept giving him the run around. I pushed him on his bed while he tried to eat what I assumed was the other frat kid and put his feet in my mouth. He started to freak out a bit, but nothing escapes my belly and my esophagus was drawing him in slowly while he finished his meal. Once the feet were gliding down to his stuffed gut, he started begging me to left him go, but I lifted him up instead and winked, gulping him down like a noodle and savoring my double prey. I pick up the growing sack of meat weighing off my waist and find a chair to sit in. I feel the boys moving around in me and laugh, thumping the side of my gorgeous tank. I let out a powerful belch and feel my prey wind down, accepting their place as my food. Now they’re just layers of fat on my potbelly and hopefully my new neighbors are nice, or I might get another buffet. -- source link