Published: January 1st 2022, 12:11:01 pm
I did, I kinda felt sorry for him; but by then it was too late anyway. My hunger was too strong and I had to let nature take it’s course no matter what. He was a preyboy and I was a pred.
He was blubbing, begging me not to do it, but as I took the penultimate gulp, my stomach rounded out even more and sagged further towards the bed as I got ever closer to swallowing my meal whole. He was trying to struggle hard, but by now he had no leverage; he was all but devoured totally.
My mouth was reeling with the taste of my meal: sweat, panic, cum, deodorant and aftershave. Flavours racing around my mouth as my hands circled the growing mass inside my hairy gut. I couldn't stop even if I wanted to and I wasn't even sure I wanted to anymore.
I braced myself for the final gulp, knowing that once my meal hit the pit of my stomach it could wind me heavily and make me moan uncontrollably like having an involuntary anal orgasm at the same time as blowing my load all over again.
I made sure to rest the rounded underside of my already swollen stomach against the bed a little, making sure that it wouldn't sag too painfully when I swallowed the last of my meal. I placed my hands on my powerful thighs, almost like squatting ready to take a giant dump - although it would be a while before I needed to do that yet.
This was it, I was ready. He sensed the end was close and the begging and pleading intensified. But ultimately it fell on deaf ears as I tilted my head back a little in an attempt to make swallowing easier on myself. My mind was totally occupied by my hunger, my need to fill my stomach and sate my groaning appetite with a large and nutritious meal ready for the long and tiring digestion process.
I’d had years to convince myself that it was only natural for preyboys to become meals for alpha preds, so the prospect of swallowing and digesting yet another hardly made any difference to me anymore.
I closed my eyes and let the saliva pool in my mouth for a moment before opening them again, my pupils dilated with an orgasmic rush that only comes with devouring another person. Then, with one giant straining gulp, I swallowed my prey whole and squirming, the giant bulge sliding down into the hairy tank hanging off my hips, the screams and begging cut horrifically short.
I let out a prolonged groan as the mass hit my stomach, spreading my belly out onto he bed as my skin stretched and my organs shifted to accommodate the preyboy’s mass inside me.
I grinned and looked down to the bulge in my midsection. He was squirming in all the right places, my skin taught and red as it undulated and pulsed with my captive meal finding its resting place. My legs shook a little as they straddled the mass, my cock leaking on the underside of my gut, wetting my treasure trail as the preyboy bucked against it.
As soon as my wiped my mouth clean of the saliva and cum that had accumulated through the swallowing process, the begging and screaming started up again.
“Fuck fuck fuck please!! Let him out! What’s he ever done to you?!"
I grinned and looked up at the boy tied to my bed, his wrists almost torn and bloody from the struggles he’d put up against the restraints I’d put on him a couple of hours before.
“What’s he ever done to me? Nothing. Absolutely nothing” I admitted.
“Then why the fuck did you eat him? He’s gonna die in there!” he screamed.
“It’s simple really. He’s prey and I’m a pred. It’s nature. I have the right to eat any preyboys I find and your boyfriend was my first meal of the night. And a good meal he made too, I love the taste he’s left on my lips.” I grinned and stroked the bulge in my stomach.
“That’s fucked up! You’re fucked up! WAIT....what do you mean first meal of the night?”
I grinned at him, locking eyes as I licked my lips again. There was a rumble from deep within my stomach and to my pleasure, I let out a long, wet and satisfied belch that echoed around the room. With a loud and sloppy thud, the ball gag I’d stuffed into his boyfriend’s mouth before I began swallowing him landed on the bed between the boy’s legs.
“Damn, that thing came in handy huh. Guess I should have gagged you rather than your boyfriend, hardly made a sound while I was swallowing him. Although he was pretty vocal when I was pounding his hole in front of you huh CUCK! You can’t complain about that. When I got your Grindr message, that’s exactly what you wanted wasn't it?” I grinned and let out another belch, saliva dripping onto the bed.
“YEAH, BUT I DIDN'T SAY I WANTED YOU TO EAT HIM TOO!”
I shrugged my shoulders “Well it’s done now. He’s gone. I’ve swallowed him and he’s not coming back so you’d better get used to that.” I opened my mouth and toyed with him, showing him the dark tunnel leading to my swollen stomach.
“Look, see? My mouth is empty. He’s been eaten alive. Besides, you’ll be seeing him again shortly, just as soon as you’ve taken care of my vore boner. Looks like you’re hard too huh. I mean, this must be the ultimate cuck fantasy right? Watching another man swallow your boyfriend whole? I bet you’re unbelievably turned on aren’t you preyfag!”
The boy stared into my eyes and then his gaze moved to my hairy engorged belly resting on the bed, faint gurgles and churning noises coming from within as sweat rolled off his forehead and onto his bare chest.
He sighed and shifted uncomfortably in his restraints, his boner leaking precum all over his flat belly.
“Yes sir.”