#cock vore

[urfavoritewriter]

Hefty Weight

Content: M/M Vore, Cock Vore, Kneading, Open Ended

Jake spread his legs wide, a display of brazen confidence. It was impossible to miss his sizeable cock, glistening with moisture. But it was the state of his balls that was truly astonishing. Unlike the rest of his body, which was smooth and well-defined, his balls were distended and shifting oddly—like there was someone squirming inside.

Jake reached down, fingers brushing over the wet tip of his cock before coming to rest on the strange, writhing mass that were his balls. "Man," he chuckled, his fingers kneading the stretched skin, "you really added some heft down here. I've gotta say, it feels pretty damn good."

The trapped man inside could feel every prod, every squeeze, and though his position was tight and overwhelming, Jake's voice reached him clearly, teasing and dripping with amusement. "You in there," Jake murmured, a sly grin on his face, "you feel fantastic. You're making every bit of me pulse and throb. Honestly, who'd have thought you'd make such an enticing addition?"

Jake could feel the frantic pushes and prods from within his balls, the futile struggles of the consumed man. It sent tingles up his spine. Leaning back, he let out a deep, satisfied sigh, the squirming sensations only adding to the intense pleasure. "You keep moving around like that, and you're just going to make me even harder. And who knows? Maybe you'll end up having some company down there." With that, he chuckled darkly, enjoying every second of his newfound power and the incredible sensation of having a full-grown man trapped within his balls.

Jake arched his back slightly, tilting his head back in pleasure, strands of his blonde hair falling away from his face. The sensation from his balls, with every movement and squirm of the man inside, was overwhelming. Soft, almost pitiful whimpers escaped Jake's lips, a stark contrast to the dominant tone he had used earlier.

As his pleasure grew, Jake unconsciously lifted one leg, resting his foot gently against his distended balls. The balls themselves looked outlandish - stretched and swollen, they no longer resembled the usual compact, symmetrical form. Instead, they took on an irregular shape, hinting at the contours of a full-grown man curled up within. There were discernible depressions and bulges, like a vague outline; the bend of a knee, the push of an elbow, the curve of a spine. The skin was taut, stretched to accommodate the added mass but glistening with a thin layer of sweat.

Jake's foot pressed in, kneading the soft, fleshy pouch. With each gentle push of his toes, the trapped man was squeezed tighter against the enclosing walls, forced to adjust and re-adjust his position. The contours became even more pronounced, with the trapped man's form shifting and morphing with every press.

Jake's heel dug in deeper, causing a more pronounced shift inside. The sensation caused him to gasp. The combination of the foot's pressure and the trapped man's frantic responses was pushing him towards a precipice of ecstasy. Every knead, every squeeze was mirrored by a heightened pulse in his cock, which throbbed in tandem with the activities below.

Amidst the pleasure, Jake could feel the sharp, more distinct prods from inside – desperate pushes against his foot and the walls of the balls. With his senses heightened, he reveled in the detailed texture and feel of having someone so intimately trapped, squeezed between the confines of his balls and the kneading pressure of his foot.

#male pred #male vore #male prey #m/m #gay vore #Cock Vore #open ended

[mpreghotties]

Hot tub belly squirming

#male vore #gay vore #cock vore #mpreg birth #pregnant man #mpreg #digestion #mpreg art #male transformation #same size vore

[stillfoodforguys]

Trying out some new experiences, my boyfriend and I were looking for a dominant guy that we could both serve together. We found someone advertising themselves online as a ‘giant for hire’, which turned out to involve much more than just having a great physique.

He was at least a foot taller than us both, and all the muscle built around his broad shoulders and thick thighs made him bigger in every other direction too. But the service we’d paid for came with something extra that would take this to the max; he made us both swallow a pill that would supposedly cause our bodies shrink over time, making him truly a giant in comparison.

We sat either side of him and massaged his muscles, and after a while I could feel my body tingle as the shrinking pill took effect. After just a few minutes, my height had already reduced such that standing on the sofa only brought me up to his shoulders. I stretched my arm across one of his pecs, squeezing the massive slab of meat while suckling on his nipple that filled my entire mouth.

I kept getting distracted by the musk that wafted down from above, occasionally glancing up at his pits until the man took notice. He suddenly stuffed me underneath his arm and lowered it to pin me beside him, trapping my head inside a hot, sweaty chamber entangled by his musky armpit hair. As I continued to shrink, he readjusted his arms slightly to make sure I didn’t slip out, forcing me to keep inhaling his powerful scent. By the time I reached my final size, my whole body was pressed against his flesh using just his bicep, which repeatedly flexed and throbbed against me.

After what seemed like an eternity, he pulled me out into the fresh air, everything but my head wrapped tightly in his clutches. He returned my blissful grin with a cocky smirk of his own, gesturing his eyes down towards his lap as though he wanted to direct my attention there. My expression changed very quickly to shock when I saw his massive member, with a tiny pair of legs kicking around as they disappeared into his slit. I watched the squirming bulge travel all the way down his shaft, the left side of his sack swelling as my boyfriend settled inside.

The giant moaned at the feeling of his balls getting massaged from within, carefully stroking his cock and savouring the moment. He didn’t care one bit about my pathetic attempts to wriggle out of his grip, and even took the time to tease me as he brought me closer to his waist. “That’s one filled up, now for the other…”

My shouting and begging for him to stop was quickly quietened when my head was shoved into his cock, immediately coated in the precum that was being pumped out in response to my partner’s squirming. It sucked me in like I was being consumed by a hungry snake, pulling me deeper until my whole body sank into the sweltering pool of cum contained within his other testicle. The scent was even more overpowering than his musk, dragging out an intense horny feeling that mixed with my fear.

At first I could hear my boyfriend struggling next to me, but once he went silent I knew that it wouldn’t be long before I also met my end. Soon we’d both be fully melted down into a fresh load, which this hulking predator would no doubt enjoy shooting across our bedroom floor.

#gay vore #mm vore #cock vore #digestion

[apricotez]

damn, i wonder who got churned into spunk this time. Although maybe a better question is who's going to end up taking a mega load and risk being next?

#male vore #digestion #gay vore #male pred #v0re #cock vore #bulge morph #cock morph #speedo morph

[vorecaptions]

Metamorphosis part 1

Aaron's father have been grumpy about his age, how his body was getting weaker and not doing as good as before. 

God, that was so fucking annoying having to hear him nagging all day long of how incredible he was at his best. I had no patience to hear anymore of that shit, so I proposed a really absurd idea, he could become one of the subjects of my PhD research on pred's genetics. My family bloodline had not a single predator gene in it so I started making papers to understand how a pred could become one or pass it to their offspring. My research showed that preds genes were highly volatile, making their bodies capable of the most absurd adaptations and, because of it, in need of humongous amount of nutrients to fuel it. Because of this insane genetic adaptability I pondered to be possible to introduce it via transplant of a few cells into a standard man and, in theory, the cells to be able to entangle the genetic structure from host and donor much alike some preds absorb their prey instead of digestion. To do a test however I need a subject willing to risk everything, even this days genetic engineering was a shot in the dark. His father didn't need to be told twice to agree head on.

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The treatment was not so much complex as one would think. All he need to do was getting a sample of preds cells and inject them in the hosts body. Aaron explained that since the risk of unforeseen shenanigans was high they would need to pick an "expendable bit" of his body, one that wouldn't involve too much structural muscle skeletal changes. The locale has been obvious, they would need to use his penis. His dad was reluctant, but agreed saying he didn't use that "shriveled piece of meat in years". The preds cells were from a young donor, a teen yet to have his first feeding. This characteristic was crucial, everything a pred would feed he would also assimilate bits of his preys dna, making his own genetic makeup more unstable in long runs, making them feed more and more to stabilize it as they get older. A small prick on his dad meat and one in each of his small nuts was enough to finish the operation. Now was the waiting game. Two weeks past it, and constant checkups indicated a good integration on both the genetic makeups. Aaron noticed the skin of his dad cock wad getting darker, he recalled the donor was a black teen, perhaps it has influenced throughout the dna intermingle of host and donor cells. The tissues of the genital area did look more tender and firm, the testicles were more round and scans confirmed their changes, they soon demanded nourishment... The rate of development was way quicker than Aaron would've predicted, and it did scare him. He soon realized the quimeric cells made from his experiment would propagate to the rest of the host body. A month later and his dad had been different already, he had way less wrinkles and would talk about how his nuts were churning seminal fluid nonstop. This last bit was expected, the treatment made his cells unstable as a pred, albeit as much as an inexperienced one after his first meals. His father would need constant new genetic mass to surplus his own degrading dna. The problem however was obvious, his dad was not a pred, he did not have their innate biological capacity of swallowing or directly absorbing his preys. That came with yet another conundrum. How in the actual fuck would he solve this problem? Getting dna for him would become a problem, if he gave another genetic makeup it would desistabilize his matrix even more and larges quantities would be required. This situation Aaron resolved fairly easy, he would donor his own dna to his father, since he was made from his seed his genetic makeups were more similar than any. The first "meal" wad quite weird. Aaron could've had done it with any bit of himself, hair, skin, blood. He decided to make his donation with his seed as well, it made sense to him since the central point of the transformation his father had came directly from his genitals, the sperm cells would be much easier recognized.

With a syringe without needle filled with his cum, he inserted in the urethra of his dad eager cock. The thing was hard as steel and Aaron could just see the slit gaping as if it was trying swallow the upper point of the syringe. Slowly he injected the stuff down the schlong, it really looked like gulping its contents, he could see the small bulge following the underside of his dad dick all to the base.

-please son, it was so fucking good, don't more...

His dad looked like a dumb gooner during a edge session, his face in ectasy and his tongue out like a fucking perv.

His administration of dna did wonders to his dad. He looked way livier and showed improved health on his exams. It did however show something unexpected. His father celular degradation slowed down considerably, but by just one exposition to new dna shouldn't have this effect. Only about weeks later would he actually discover what was happening.

By accident would Aaron have checked one of the ip cams he had on his home, the thing malfunction made him have to reinstall the necessary apps for it to work. Curiosity called him to check how weird he'd sound while snoring, that's when he witnessed something that would change everything about his experiment.

His father entered the room while Aaron was passed out snoring. Gently his old man unfurled him from his blankets. His dad would often stay still, frozen when he moved a bit, he was trying really hard to not wake him. When he saw it was safe enough he slowly put his hand inside his sons boxers and took the soft penis out. He took his time looking at the meat. Weighing it in his large hand before he would take his own schlong from his underwear. Through the cam Aaron was astonished about what was happening but the next thing was way off the scale. His dad dick was fattening, engorging as it got hard. It didn't look full hard though, as if a half mast, still flexible. Dad studied his own dick for a bit before he got closer to Aaron. He proceeded to rub his fat gland against his son soft cockhead. It was then that he bit his own hand, like trying to block any sound coming from his mouth and leaning a bit to the side that Aaron could see what he was doing. The fat cock was even more fat, thick, because it was engulfing his own, it was like a snake swallowing another! It was way beyond mere docking with their foreskin, his dick was being devoured by his dad own schlong! God, it was so absurd, and he could even see the thing making sucking, slurping motions as if trying to get more of his meat. Aaron did not know what was happening, but he could see it was affecting his dad, his face strained, eyes closed and his mouth still locked bitting his hand. Few minutes later he saw his cock, now hard, getting even harder against the other engulfing it, his balls retracted and he ejaculated. A soft moan was heard, his dad couldn't control it anymore, the seed his son spurt was injected directly into him through his urethra, his cock was slurping all the contents his balls churned that night, his own testicles were so hungry and he needed something to fill their emptiness.

His dad would not leave until every spurt was drained by his cock, until his victim deflated and dislodged from his pisslit. He would massage his balls and put a face as if tasting something delicious.

Aaron was beyond shocked, but confused as well. He was a heavy sleeper but not enough to have his meat raped and not waking up. Reviewing the records he realized his dad had been doing it for a week.

#cock vore #male vore #cock theft #muscle drain

[tparker48]

Finals week was on the rise as students prepared for their exams that following week. However Skyler wasn't so productive on studying, rather, he followed Zane around in efforts to explain his brother's disappearance.

"Zane, I'm telling you I didn't just throw some pill down there. It's Jeremy!"

"Come on shorty, you can't expect me believe that." He replied, setting his jersey in his locker. "Stuffing Jeremy down my balls, Did you snoop into your little scenarios again?"

"What? No that's..look, if he wasn't in your balls, why does it look so swollen, can you explain that?" He paused, looking toward the jock as he crouched along a bench. His fingers dug through the leg hole, scratching at the inner corner of his thighs. "See? You're doing it now."

"Nah, it's just itchy. I've been pent up lately." He scooped his fingers against the now stained fabric, getting to his feet as he grabbed a towel from the laundry hangers.

He's not listening, Skyler thought, who knows what kind of atrocities his brother had faced while being stuck in there. He looked at the bulky bulge between his best friend's legs, Jeremy's panicking face playing on rewind through his mind. Finger's lowered into his view, snapping him out of his tunneled state.

"Yo, are you listening?"

"Wha?"

"I said, I was about to hit the showers. All this 'stuffed Zane in my balls' thing is starting to get me pumped. Thanks for that by the way." He dropped his shorts into his lockers, keeping his underwear on as he moved through the doorway to the showers.

A faint handprint touched against the surface of the elastic fabric, sinking back as the drumbstick thighs rotated in front of it. Zane! He trying to reach out to him to him! He followed Behind Zane, the jock moving the the door frame. "Wait Zane-" his foot snagged against one of the towels from the laundry basket launching forward as Zane turned around.

His face smothered against his pillowy crotch, the thick of his thighs cushioning his arms as he flailed around. "Is this a good luck shower hug? I mean I'm not one to turn down a hug but..." He paused as Skyler clamped to his thighs, gasping the air around as his fluid drenched the bridge of his nose. "Got it out your system now, huh?" Zane said, slippimg out from Skyler's face. "Good, cause I gotta wash up beforr the gym closes. You know how ralph gets late bloomers after hours."

Closing the door, Skyler called for Zane as he moved to his feet, but a palm halted his advance, escorted him back to the door frame. "Uh-uh, watching me chamge is one thing, but you don't get to see the goods. Those are only for me." He eased Skyler to the other side, shutting the blinds over it.

Skyler peered an ear along the door, listening to the jock's pattering feet grow soft beyond the door. He couldn't just sit here and do nothing, Jeremy is in distress because of his misguided drinking. He pushed against the sliding door, a click ringing on the otherside. Running water muffled from the door way, Jeremy's cheers filling the room as Skyler slunked to the bottom of the door. This was going to be a while, Jeremey always loved dosing himself in water. With hot water involved, he's as attracted to it like a fish. He crossed his arms, looking to the lockers opposite of him.

"Hold on, Jeremy, I'm coming for ya."

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Skyler stayed by the shower door's side for as long he could muster, ushering the passerby's as they ventured to and from the hallway. He kept an ear along the door frame, catching giggling and grunts from Jeremy while he enjoyed his shower session. Its been an hour since he's been in there, and still he has yet to finish it. Skylar banged his head against the lockers, counting the seconds the door remained shut.

The running water finally ceased, his ears perking to the watery steps approaching the door. Steam rushed from the inside, Jeremy stepping out with his towel wrapped around his waist.

"Phew, now that was refreshing." He said, fingering his earlobes of gunk caught between it. "Have you been out here the whole ti-" Skyler rushed past the him, moving inside as he moved toward the shower.

He yanked away the curtain to the dripping water of the faucet, following its stream as it circled around the drain. His heart skipped a beat, patting at the drain as he peeked inside. "Jeremy?! Are you in there?! Speak to me?!" He yelled into the drain.

Laughter followed behind as Zane approached. "That drink must've done a number on you at the party if they got you screaming down the drain." He fondled at his crotch, encircling around the bulge.

He was still inside Zane, he still had a chance.

"Honestly this bulk is getting on my nerves, not a single drop came out of-"

"Oh thank god, he's still in there?"

"My cum?"

"No! Jeremy! He's stuck inside of you."

He palmed his face. "This again, how many times do I have to say it, buddy, he's not in my balls. Say it with me, Not. In. My. Balls."

"Im telling you he's in there." He reached for his towel, the jock's damp skin clashing with his. "Just let me show you, I can-"

A ring came from the speakers, a raspsy voice filling it. "Attention Gym goers, the gym is closing in 5 minutes. Please fetch your belongings, and head out through the entrance."

"Duty calls, bud. We better get out of here before they closed the doors. I'll see you at my place, after you drink some water to cool off"

Skyler watched as his jock friend disappeared around the corner, sinking to the tiled floor in defeat. Is this how he loses his brother? Succumbed to a testicular tomb due to his own actions. Finals is tomorrow before they leave for home. What will he tell the family? They'll be..no, he can't give up on him. He had to think of something to convince Zane to show his area. But he won't even let him get close.

Chuckling lingered in the hallway, a baseball player walking through the hallway to the locker room. Two girls rested in both his arms, giggling up at the smug player. As they passed, an idea soon came to mind, if he couldn't get close to Zane's crotch, then perhaps someone else can.

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Back in his dorm room, Zane sat his used clothes into the laundry room before waddling over to his bed in the corner. What a day? All that working out at the gym had done a number on his body, he thought to himself, tapping along his the tender muscles against his abs. He trailed his touch further down, seeping into his own underwear to his crotch underneath.

Its flesh warmed his palm, pulsing eagerly for a chance to receive action. He pulled his balls from his underwear, its swollen form crumbling the waistband beneath its weight. Even after his attempts to releive himself, not a single seed had left from his testicles, clogged by something unkown to him.

Fondling himself, he couldn't help but think of Skyler back in the lockers. He was worried about what happened in the shower, more than his usual worriness when it came to classes. He looked to his balls that laid still between lap, poking at the round edge for a reaction. Huh, maybe all the end of the semester must be getting to him.

A knock on the door drew his attention, his palm stashing his balls back into his underwear. Grabbing a pair of shorts from the drawer, he opened the door to a woman in the hallway.

"Hello..is this where I can find Zane?" She asked.

"This is he..can I help you?"

"Oh where are my manners, my name is, Priscilla, Im here on a..dating proposal from one of your bros."

"My bros? They never mentioned to me about a girl? Gimme a sec, let me see which-"

"No!" She blurted, catching him of guard. "I mean, I wouldn't want to do that, they wanted to stay anonymous in case the dating went south."

"Ah, I see. To test the waters!"

"Yes..the waters."

"Well ya could have just started with that, come on in." He pulled the door further apart, escorting her inside to the rest of the room. A foul smell pushed through her nose, her palm fanning at the air. "Sorry if its a bit of mess. I normally keep the place tidy, but you know how it is at the end of the year."

She wiped the tears from her eyes. "No no, its..no problem at all." She sprayed her cologn through the air around her, hovering her nose into her shirt. "You have a very..manly smell."

"It can be strong for sure, I think of it as a triumphant musk after a good work out."

They traversed through the living room, Zane monologuing about plays he was most proud of during the year. It was his pride and joy that he held dear, but caused Priscilla's head to ache the longer he drawed it out. He guided him to his trophies along the walls, showing her pictures of post games. Minutes passed as he moved toward the other rooms, blabbering more as if it were a museum.

"And this is where I had my pocket shot, the crowd was going wild after looking as the opponent's faces. Oh, and don't get me started about the after party-"

"As fascinating as it id to learn about your..acheivements," she strained through her teeth. "Might we talk about something more engaging."

"Oh? Well I got a lot of stories from my time in wrestling."

"I'm not talking about wrestling," she leaned close, cupping bulging lump between his thighs. "I mean something more. Intimate."

"Oh..ooh. Alright, I get what you're setting down. Then please, allow me to take to my private spot." Guiding her by her shoulders, the two moved through the hallway to the bathroom, leaving her halfway as he moved to the closed door. "My darling Priscilla, may I present to you, the jerking room."

He turned the knob of the door, opening it to the room inside. A cacophony of musk rushed from the room, hitting the two of them like a wave. While Priscilla nearly hurled at the mere stench, Zane fanned at the air before entering inside. Scooting the used the condoms on the floor. "Breathe it in darling, this is where the magic happens."

"I..don't." She back tracked toward the hallway.

Zane held her palm, catching her into his arms as he settled her into one of the soft chairs, closing the door. "Don't fear the musk, embrace it." He smiled, easing his hands to his shorts. "It'll set you in the mood to receive this hot dog." He unlaced the string from his waistband, lowering them to the floor as he took to his underwear. Adding into the musk polluting the air, his cock flopped onto the waistband, unleashing a sickening smell of sweat.

Her nose twitched, her knees crumbling as she got to her knees. Huh, she mist be digging it if it has her quaking that much. He smiled lightly, holding his hands at his hips as he moved closer to her.

"Well my dear, what do you thi-"

"I can't take it anymore!" She blurted, causing him to step back. She yanked at her shirt, tearing a pocket of fabric as it swung from her chest.

Another yell added to the mix, a bundle of tissue tumbling to the floor. He and Priscilla eyed the smaller human, Zane squinting at it as the figure came into view.

"Skylar?!" He yelled.

"Hehehe..hey there, Zane. How...how did I get here?" He scratched sheepishly at his head.

"That does it," Prescilla said, dusting herself off as she got to her feet. "This is too much work for a mere 10 bucks. You can handle this cock fest yourself." She moved back to the hallways, leaving the two of them in the bathroom.

"No! Hey come back here! We had a deal damn it!" Skyler shouted. It soon grew dark as a socked foot stepped to the left of him. He turned to see Zane standing behind him, hands along his chest as he eyed his now tiny form. "N-now Zane, let's not too hasty."

"So you're thr one who sent her on me. Bold, I must admit. You did all that just to get a look at my cock?" He shook his head, a light sigh escaping from him. "Alright, since you went through all this trouble, I guess you might as well see it through."

"Gah, wait!" He dodged from the incoming palm, its slam sending him tumbling backwards. "That's not what I was trying to do!".

"Well, that girl already has me pumped, and she booked it. So sorry pal, you owe me big on this one."

Zane ran as the other palm advanced, bolting toward the door.

A foot stomped in front of his path, slamming the door shut. "Denied." he reached a palm toward Skyler, grabbing him by the foot as he tempted to scamper between his legs. He brought him to his face, his smile beaming wider. "Gotcha now, bud." He said, flipping him in his palm until his grip wrapped around his torso.

He moved toward a chair in the corner of the bathroom, resting upon it as he spread his legs apart. his palm choked at its length, its moist skin lathering his palm in sweat as he wiggled his fingers to the tip. This was the first time he's ever had him this close before, aside from that party. He was asleep then, but now he was wide awake, and he was gonna ensure it was worth it for him. He pinned him by his thumb, stroking at his shaft in a fast pace.

"Can we talk this over!" Skyler wheezed, pawing at his best pal's thumb.

"No time for time for talking, bud, the juices are flowing quicker than expected. Guess we'll both know what's inside now." he pounded his fist against the base, pre oozing from the cock's lips like a running fountain. Pressure began to build from his scrotum, infalting the tube's with its substance as it climbed up to the base of his cock.

After moments of grunts and pumping, a flood of seed erupted from the tip, flowing like water bursting from a dam, tackling into his thumb. Skyler garbeled at the salty fluid, his limbs soaked in goo in efforts to paddle his way out from its trajectory. But Zane couldn't;t let him get off that easy, he wanted this after all. With another flex, he released him as the seed's flow carried him to the far wall, standing over him as it spilled into onto the floor.

"Huh, I left the shower from the gym, and now you're taking a shower from me. Though I don't think you'll be smelling like axe when I'm done." he laughed at himself, squeezing harder at the milky stream. muffles were all he received below, Skyler continuing to swat at the stream. "Tanks just about empty now. See? I told you there no one-" the stream started to sputter, splashing net to Skyler as he looked up from his gooey state.

A swollen lump formed within his low hangers, thrashing about in the loose skin before it squeezed into his waist. it climbed up the underbelly of his his cock and into the tip, halting the stream to a single drop. It built inside the tube before finally erupting, sending a wad splashing next to Skyler as the both of them watched.

"Oh thank god, I'm finally out."

Wha?.." Zane puzzled at the muffled voice. he grabbed a tissue from the dispenser, scooping the wad into his palm. Latherign it into the tissue, hand and feet revealeed themselves from the gunk, a face appearing from the middle. "Huh, I guess he was in my balls?"

"You don't say?" Skyler said, slumping amongst the puddle collecting on the floor.

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It took a while to explain to Zane about how Jeremey god inside his balls. After repeating it for the fith time, he finally puzzled it together when he thought about the party. but the more it became clearer, the more embarassed he became. How could he not have known Skylar's brother was inside? Now Wonder he had a hard time jacking himself. And Skylar, he tried to tell him about the mishap, but he didn't listen. He sculked through his dorm room, pacing around the closed bathroom door as Zane and Skylar talked together. when the doors opened, his eyes lit up to their sizes back to normal, taking to Skyler's side.

"I am so sorry for not listening to you pal. And...sorry for, er..cumming on you."

"Water under the bridge bud, thus the second time I was near your cock. At least siber this time."

"Ugh, enough with the modestaries.." Zane said, rubbing a towel at the back of his ears. "we've all had our mishaps and we all know our mistakes. But one of us, has endured the most here. Me!"

Skyler cocked a brow. "You know you could've moved around to let him know too.."

"Like I said...mistakes." He replied, draping an arm over his forehead. "but that does not excuse the scars I faced while swinging in your balls. the scrapes, the horrors."

"It's just cum, Jeremy, not lava." Jeremy said.

"Nonetheless! I have figured out a way to forgive you both...do my final for me, it is the least you can to ease my distressed heart."

"Hah, Nah!"

"You're mind's not that broken."

The two chuckled as they moved through the hallway, making their way to the living room.

"What? come on, you guys can lend a hand can't you? Just think of the many riches you will receive! Skyler? Zane? Damn it, I know you two can hear me."

#shrink #musk #cock vore #unaware

[mlmvoreconfessionals]

How about Bill doing some cock vore? maybe some pec vore too!

Definitely! Technically prompts but also one continuous story, have fun.

L.egoshi grunts as he’s slammed onto the ground, B.ill’s strong arms wrapped around him. The two carnivores have gotten into another fight, and B.ill is overpowering the wolf. The bathroom it’s happening in is giving them at least some privacy for this. But it’s giving the tiger an idea as well, to really one up his rival. B.ill grins, sitting up and straddling L.egoshi. “You know, I think it’s time I really taught you a lesson…” With a quick tug, B.ill pulls his pants down, letting his impressive cock flops out onto L.egoshi’s chest. The wolf blushes darkly as he sees it, his own pants tenting a bit and poking B.ill in the ass. For a second, he wonders if this is why B.ill has been so aggressive with him. A few strokes gets B.ill hard and the tiger leans in closer, putting a hand on the wall behind L.egoshi. The wolf thinks he’s about to be offered the cock to suck, and he’s not hating the idea…but then B.ill thrusts forward, forcing L.egoshi’s entire muzzle into the tiger’s cock with a muffled yelp. He starts to thrash around now, hitting B.ill’s thighs. The tiger lets out a moan, tipping his head back as he starts to thrust his hips some more. L.egoshi’s head is slurped in fast, and then B.ill is getting down is shoulders and chest. Each thrust has B.ill’s cock swallow up more of L.egoshi, dragging the wolf across the bathroom floor as he disappears from sight. And the more of him that disappears, the more then B.ill’s nuts bulge out, stretching around L.egoshi’s form. The wolf’s kicking legs slid across the tiled floor, his body slurping out of sight. Bull pants and moans, shamelessly rubbing over his thick shaft as it swallows up its meals. He’s already leaking, forming a puddle on the floor. L.egoshi’s legs are soon disappearing, and even his kicking feet slip into B.ill’s shaft and slosh down into his nuts. “Ooooh fuck yeah…” B.ill lays back against his bulging nuts, panting and moaning as he pumps his cock. L.egoshi’s voice is muffled by the tiger’s nuts, his form stretching them out as he tries to struggle. They’re groaning and bubbling deeply, growing warm and working on all that wolf meat. With how horny B.ill is, they’re working fast, trying to turn all of that wolf meat into the tiger’s next load. His fur sloughs off his body, which gets progressively more white and sloppy. L.egoshi screams as he watches himself melt into the boiling pool of cum. His struggles lessen as he sinks down, his limbs and body turning into white slop. His screams turn into groans which turn into wet bubbles, his half melted head sinking below the bubbling pool. B.ill’s nuts grow round and smooth, and soon later, the tiger aims his cock and blows his load with a mighty tiger’s roar. A fresh load pumps out like a geyser, splattering onto the urinals on the room. They’re painted bright white and quickly overfilled, tiger’s cum and wolf bones overflowing them. Plenty of it gets on the floor and walls as well, but Bull doesn’t care at all. Pleasure wracks his body as he wastes the dumb wolf into a light tiger’s orgasm. It takes several minutes for him to finish and he lays back on the floor, panting and basking in the afterglow. Tiger cum drips off the wall, L.egoshi’s bones scattered around the urinals. His skull sits on the bottom of one of them, jaw open wide as the skull faces the ceiling. That’s the state people will find e wolf after Bull leaves the bathroom. The tiger didn’t plan to get caught with that. He is eager to show off his much bigger cock, though. L.egoshi made it even better, so B.ill has to admit…he did something right. Even if it was just dying in his nuts.

-

B.ill was so sick of R.iz coming around and showing him up. Just because he’s a bear and is stronger than him, he likes to go around and constantly one up him! And he always does it with that calm, smiling expression like he’s not even trying. It makes B.ill boil! And today…he plans to finally be the one to win against the bear. He’s going to prove that tigers are the strongest and he’s going to use R.iz to do that. R.iz is busy carrying some heavy equipment around, stuck doing so since L.egoshi was found as a splatter in the bathroom. It means R.iz is spending a lot of time alone, with his guard down, giving B.ill his opening. He quickly follows after the bear as he disappears backstage. They’re alone and the place is empty. So he comes up from behind R.iz quickly and shoulder checks him. R.iz cries out and topples over, landing on the ground with a thud, unable to catch himself with his full arms. R.iz groans and coughs, rolling onto his back. B.ill grabs the bear by the front of the shirt and lifts him up. The tiger himself has tosses his own shirt aside, leaving his torso fully exposed. Perfect for him to shove R.iz’s muzzle right into his pecs. R.iz’s eyes widen, and before he can react, B.ill shoved down on the back of his head and forces it completely between his pecs. Then it’s a series of shoves and flexes to start pulling the bigger carnivore deeper into him. R.iz lets out a muffled roar, trying to thrash free. His arms are pinned down as his own massive chest sinks into B.ill’s, though, and he’s stuck sitting down. He tries to stand, but it just shoved more of himself into B.ill’s chest, getting a purr and a grin from the predator. R.iz is waist deep by then, and B.ill hauls his legs up. They try to kick around, but Bull pushes down on him by the bottom of his feet. It gets a moan from the tiger as he sends those muscular legs packing up. He pushes the feet in between his pecs soon and pulls his fingers back out. His chest is massive now, bulging around tightly on the bear as he struggles. B.ill closes his eyes, grinning wide as he gropes his own bulging chest. He starts flexing roughly, getting muffled grunts out of his prey. The space is already excruciatingly tight for someone so big, and each flex is just making that work. It’s forcing what would normally be a rather sturdy person to start breaking with ease. Loud snaps and crunches ring out from B.ill’s chest as it grows more compact. R.iz roars again, thrashing and shoving around with all his might. But those roars are sounding more like screams soon and it’s music to B.ill’s ears. “That’s it,” B.ill purrs, squeezing his chest tightly. “Who’s the stronger carnivore now, huh? Tigers!” He flexes down again, finding it easier to crush more of R.iz. He’s already feeling stronger. “You’re just pec meat now, R.iz! To make the better carnivore even stronger!” Each flex of his chest makes him bigger. His body sweeps with new muscule mass and he grows a bit taller. R.iz is fading, his body being broken down and absorbed into B.ill’s. His mass is becoming the tiger’s mass, and his screams are turning into whimpers as pain fades into increasing numbness. B.ill’s pecs grow smaller and sturdier, steadily putting R.iz away. “Just like L.egoshi. You belong to the stronger carnivore. So…hurry up…and die!” B.ill flexes his chest tightly and roars. Power and strength course through him like electricity, his muscles bulging all over his body. He stinks of a thick musk now, more chest hair on his pecs and his voice somehow growing deeper. Something solid pops out of his chest and hits the floor with a clatter. It’s R.iz’s skull, drenched in tiger sweat. B.ill grins down at it, huffing and puffing. He kicks it away lazily and stops off. His pants tear as he does, giving up on trying to contain his bigger thighs. But that’s fine. He’ll just steal some of R.iz’s clothes. They are his now, after all.

-

L.ouis stares up at B.ill from the ground, trying to scoot back. He knew that something had happened with the tiger since he got bigger and R.iz happened to go missing. But he had been too cocky about his position in the school’s hierarchy. He didn’t think B.ill would turn on him. Now, alone with him in the dressing room, the tiger naked and hard, he realizes he was wrong. He’s grabbed by the ankle and dragged across the floor. L.ouis yells and tries to struggle free, but B.ill is far stronger than him. “I think you should go keep that dumb dog some company,” B.ill says with a deep growl. He lifts L.ouis’s leg up and shoved it right into his cock. He shivers slightly and moans out, then grabs the deer’s other foot to shove it in as well. He starts letting his cock flex and swallow the deer up, dragging his legs down. L.ouis claws at the floor, trying to struggle and yelling for help. No one hears it but the tiger, who laughs and strokes his shaft. L.ouis is slurped up to his waist quickly, starting to lift off the floor. B.ill’s cock throbs and bobs, sending more and more of the deer down. L.ouis tries to push himself out, but his hands slurp into the drooling cock lips and pins his arms down. B.ill grabs him by the antlers, already getting to L.ouis’s chest. “Don’t need these anymore.” A quick tg and the antlers crack off. L.ouis screams, but the sound is cut off by a wet slurp as his head goes down. B.ill’s nuts slosh and hang down low, reaching his knees. The tiger moans and starts to stroke himself again. “Just where you belong,” B.ill growls. “L.egoshi and R.iz at least were carnivores. But you? I’m not taking orders from *prey.*” He starts stroking himself faster, panting. His nuts flex and churn, L.ouis’s yelling quickly fading out into wet bubbling and churning. He was melting fast, his body reducing into boiling nut slop. Whether it was being an herbivore or B.ill’s body being so powerful, it didn’t matter. L.ouis was gone in no time, and B.ill is blowing his load onto the dressing rooms mirror with a moan. Deer bones come up all at once, the skeleton kept in most one piece. It strikes the mirror with a thump, being plastered against it with the thick tiger cum. B.ill’s orgasm ends after a couple of minutes, and he grins at the skeleton as he takes deep breaths. That’s the most popular guy in school dead. Now, a real man can take his place. A carnivore. A tiger. B.ill.

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[darkfantasystory]

#cock vore

[ro-fujin-tf]

#86

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[mpreghotties]

After a long day in of hunting monsters, Pedro (right) and Josh (left) had an intense night of passionate sex. And now it made both of them pregnant!🫃

And during the next 9 months of their pregnancy they fell in love with each other

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[stillfoodforguys]

When my boyfriend returned home from the gym, I was surprised to see the hot stranger that he’d invited to follow him to our home. Apparently the guy had enticed him into buying some pills that can be used to “have a fun time”, whatever that meant. It sounded like a shady deal, but I couldn’t really blame him for talking to this guy. If I saw this guy’s tall, chunky, sweaty body I’d probably agree to anything he said too, especially when he was also offering to join in with said fun.

The three of us all got naked and went to the bedroom, where my partner was the first to pop one of these mystery pills. I watched in amazement as his body began to shrink until he was less than a foot tall, easy enough to pick up with just one hand. Once my surprise at the sight of my boyfriend’s tiny form wore off, the next thing that caught my attention was the rock hard 10-inch monster standing full mast from our new friend’s crotch.

As he tried to hold his shaft still as it throbbed with excitement, the man commanded me to stuff my shrunken partner inside it. Despite being able to feel my partner squirm in protest within my grip, I was so entranced by his dominance that I immediately kneeled before him. I took hold of his member with my other hand and pushed my boyfriend’s legs into his slit, attentively watching as a little precum dribbled out past the tiny man’s waist.

Suddenly, my partner was snatched from my hands as his cock forcefully sucked him inside, even more of the gooey liquid spilling out onto my hands. I watched the squirming bulge travel down his shaft and fill his balls, making them swell and hang heavily as they bounced around with my partner’s struggles. With a gentle moan, the tall stranger slipped his thumb into my mouth and grabbed my lower jaw, tilting my head up to stare into his eyes while simultaneously prising my mouth open.

“Now you’re in for a special treat. You get to see how your boyfriend tastes as one of my loads.” Before I could say anything, he shoved his cock inside my mouth and pushed it deep into my throat. He fucked my face through muffled moans, the squirming in his huge balls slowly getting weaker as my partner was melted down within. Eventually he came pouring over my tongue, as I was forced to drink the thick, sticky substance that my former lover had become.

When my horny trance had finally ended, I did start to feel guilty for consuming my own boyfriend. But I didn’t have long to dwell on that thought, as a strange feeling started to pulse through my entire body. Everything around me seemed to be getting larger, and I quickly realised that I was shrinking just as my partner had moments ago. The giant towering above me picked me off the ground and grinned maliciously as he held me next to his still erect cock.

“Looks like enough of that shrinking drug was still in your boyfriend’s system that swallowing him affected you too. I guess there’s only one thing to do with you now…” As my feet slipped into the tight grip of his hungry shaft, I could only think about how karma came back to get me, soon to face the same cruel fate as the man I’d willingly sacrificed to this predator.

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[ivoredthebirthdayboy]

It's just a little fun

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[tparker48]

Request for anonymous

"Let's see..add a few fine tuning on the stitches, tighten up the bells…" Merkeo muttered as he faced his computer desk, threading a needle through his jester suit. "Just a little bit of tugging and..There!”

He took a step back to admire his handy work. The black and red spandex glistened beneath his lamp, slumping from the miniature desk to the wooden board of the one beneath. It took him weeks to find a suit customizable, he could hardly count the shops he visited that sold suits for people his size. He took the suit from the desk, reminiscing its silky texture as it glided between his fingertips.

"Wait until the the peeps get a load of this, I can already tell this DnD session will be-"

A beep rang from the magnet on the front door, a hard thud striking the panel as a spiked cleat forced it to the wall. "Hey nerd! Guess who's home!" A voice boomed as the rest of their body lowered into the frame, the metal borders of the door screaming as they made their way passed. "I swear this damn door needs an adjustment. Hey nerd! Nerd!"

"I'm right here, Fervin!" Merkeo shouted, rubbing his ears from the vibrations in his ear drums. "Must you shout so loud? We're in a dormitory."

"What can I say? when I make an entrance, I make an entrance."

He slumped his duffel bag from his shoulder, tossing it against the wall as its weight sent a pulse through the floor. Merkel watched as his form strolled closer, like a looming storm cloud about to pour upon a landscape. The computer chair rushed back, Fervin's hide forcing the cushion down as it raced eagerly to support him.

He crossed his arms behind his back. "Oh it feels good to be out of that lecture room. The professor really cracked down on that essay, even double checked to ensure it was mine. Guess some pencil necks can’t handle such great genius."

"You mean my work. My whole sleep schedule’s out of whack because of your pestering."

the desk shook as spikes prodded upon the table. Merkel nearly yelped at its prickling touch, his hands casting to the air. "And it worked like a charm." He kicked his other foot upon the table. But he paused as he gazed at the slim ware hanging from his foot. “Huh, what are those? pajamas?”

The footwear wagged as Merkeo raced to retrieve his suit, cautiously eying the coned steel as they swiped from side to side. “If you must know, It’s my jester suit. And I would very much like it without holes for DnD.”

"That nerd shit? Pfft, lame. You can’t expect to get babes with a thing like that. Now that spring break party tonight, that’s where it’s really at. And guess who’s cohost? This guy!”

Merkeo managed to grab ahold of his suit, sliding it from the cold pedestal as he tumbled back to the desk. "You? Cohost? I don’t think they chose wisely on that."

“Cute, can’t be surprised to hear that from a bookworm. But If there’s one thing I know, it’s how to party.” He said. “The drinks, the babes, I can already imagine it now. And by the end of the night, I’m gonna bang me a cheerleader."

He raised his palms to the air, his fingers swaying to trace an hourglass shape. His hips slowly began to thrust, his junk pushing through from its pouch as it slithered to the leg hole of his shorts. Merkeo caught a glimpse as the phallus peeked out, shielding his eyes as his face flushed red.

"Ay Ay! TMI man, I don't want to see all that!"

"Aww is the nerd getting flustered?" His legs stretching over the desk, the hefty package between his legs gyrating against the wooden furniture. "I bet you wish you could be all over this."

"I’d rather do quizzes than be that close to you." he replied, "Will you put that away already?!"

"Hah, that's what I like about you nerds, always so squeamish." he slid his waist back to the chair, groping at the bulky outline. "Luckily for you, this bad boy has its eyes set on the ladies tonight. It can't waste time on small fries like you. Though it might give that thin noodle of yours some pointers."

"Thanks, but no thanks."

"Peh, suit yourself."

He grabbed a few beer bottles, hoisting them over his broad shoulders as he walked out of the room. Merkeo sighed, taking back to his suit as he checked for punctured points. Aside from dust particles, the fabric was unscaved. Thank goodness, he didn't know what he’d do if it became damaged.

He returned to his desk to tend to the rest of his props, organizing the board and creatures he was ready to unleash upon his members. Another hour ticked by in a flash, his notes piling over one another from his practice sessions. He yawned as he checked the clock on the wall, a quarter past 7:00 PM.

“Time for a break.” he leaned into his chair.

He took to his computer as he looked into his group chat for the group. Many online were already talking about the upcoming session, sharing new lores while roleplaying in their own channels. What a treat it was to indulge in fantasy, he thought, may he could give them a taste of the jester magic. He reached for his cards to select to share, but paused as he eyed his costume. He eyed the group chat as many shared their costumes, it sent an urge through his body, his fingers wiggling at the temptation of trying it on. He didn’t want to spoil the magic with a picture, but to send a picture of their grad DM, it may just make them excited, if not himself.

“Oh.. why not, I still have to make sure it fits anyway.”

He picked up the costume as he held it on his shoulder, stripping himself as the cool conditioning washed over him like a wave. He slipped his limbs inside, his hairs standing on end as they brushed against the elastic spandex. He soon put on his Cap n Bells as they dangled from the sides of his head, its little chimes sending a giggle from inside as he tapped at the round spheres.

“I think a quick selfie might do the trick. ‘The crowned jester and his future pawns’. Oo, that kinda has a ring to it.

He hovered his phone to get a better angle for himself, shifting the filter as sparkles boarded the frame. But the ground shook beneath as he caught himself, the water bottle on the desk rippling. An earthquake? It can’t be, the tectonic plate wasn’t near the university. Heavy thumps slowly overwhelmed the silent rumbles, traveling through the walls before it stopped at the front door.

The magnet chimed, but the handle didn’t turn as grumbling lingered behind it. The magnet reactivated, and pounds struck the door, as if a wild beast was trying to force its way in. Merkeo eyed the door as its pounds became aggressive, the green lighting of the magnet flickering before another strike snuffed out its light. The door slammed open, and wallowing filled the room.

Fervin loomed inside as he entered. One of his shoes were missing, and his "Damn it all..who do they think I am?! I'm a fuckin'.. Football player!"

His weight leaned as his feet stomped forward, like a drunk T-rex trying to run as he staggered to couch. He tripped over his own feet as he hurled toward the cushion, knocking the couch from its sliders as his head wedged into the soft gaps.

Merkeo used the railing in the room to make it over to the couch, standing upon the armchair. "The hell happened to you?"

"It's horrible..I go all that way to seek her out..An.. the hag blue balled me. Me!" He groaned into the cushions, scraping from its soft crevice. “You know how many want to..to.. Fuck me?!"

Fervin turned his head, his roaring breath flowing out like a dragon. Merkeo fanned the air as the smell of alcohol polluted the once clean air, holding the collar of his suit over his mouth to deter himself from passing out.

“You went and got yourself again! Didn’t you learn from the last party you went to.”

“Screw you!.. I don’t take orders from you! Why I..I” tears slowly sleeping through his eyes, a whimper escaping. “Damn it all..why do they have to make it so hard?”

Merkeo palmed himself. He must’ve drank too much if he’s already at his wallowing state. He sighed before hopping to the side of the lughead's face, caressing his cheek as its warmth filled his palm. "Hey now..you. There's no need to fuss about one girl." He said to him, wincing at the drool wetting his pants. "There's many out there in the sea, and I'm sure there's some out there waiting for him."

"Yeah right!" He blurted, knocking Merkeo onto his butt. " That's not gonna solve my aching cock right now!"

Fervin dug a finger through his waistband, the jock’s musk mixing with the tainted air as flesh squeaked against the sofa’s rubbery surface. The forearm above Steamrolled Merkeo as it traversed toward the bulging phallus, answering its wet call as his stubby fingers pampered its side. It throbbed it wedged itself between the crevice of the cushions, the jock’s hips flexing as he shuttered.

“Oh Yeah..that’s the stuff.” He muttered, his hips pumping into the couch.

"Dude! Not in the living room! Do that somewhere else."

"Sue me..I'm too pissed and horny to move."

His strokes increased as his hips moved like a wave, the wet slap of flesh overwhelming the silence in the room. Merkeo raced to comfort his ears as he moved to a cubard, searching through his supplies. He flipped over towels stashed in the corner, and found a plastic bottle of water sticking out from its packet. He wrapped his arms around the slender bottle and dragged it out, heaving it toward his drunken roommate on the couch.

“Alright, let’s get you sober so you don’t break the wall again?” Merkeo said.

Fervin grumbled as his knees slumped beneath him, thrusting him upward as his wait trailed backwards. Merkeo eyed cautiously at his blundering, backtracking as the stumbling feet trailed closer.

“I didn’t say move!” he yelped, rolling the bottle the opposite way.

But he wasn’t fast enough to outrun Fervin, his feet kicking in front of the other as he tilted like a chopped tree. The floor darkened before a wall of mass crashed at his back, burly arms planting the ground with a thunderous thump.

“That lady’s cheeks were cold… I’m barely s..satisfied.” He pawed the ground. “I need more!”

“Well you’re not getting one when you're on top of me! Now get off!”

His glassy eyes opened as he glared at him. "Piss off, man! I don’t need your..” he paused as he stared at the small roommate, his eyes blinking before they widened.

Merkeo met his gaze, looking at the marbled floor before looking back. "What?"

"Hey..where’d this toy come? Ho..How long have you been there?"

“Toy?" He blinked, tugging at his suit. "No, this is my suit, remember?"

"And it talks!..oh man..This must be my lucky day.”

"I have no idea what you're talking about. All that booze has gotten to your head. Why don't you go lay down and-" A palm wrapped around his body, plucking him from underneath. "Hey!"

His hand gripped like a vice, Fervin hauling him away as he returned to the couch with a drunken waltz. He was hurled into the closed fist as his back met with the soft cushion. He strung themselves to to the floor, a signal that rushed to the titanic cock as it pointed from his body. Merkeo pounded a hand at the sides of the jock’s fingers, the other covering his nose as the smell of rubber and jizz invaded his nostrils.

The phallus loomed closer, stamping at the gap between the middle fingers as it struck his chest. "A perfect fit..awesome." He slurred beneath his breath, his palms lifting as Merkeo plunged into the cavern of the couch, the bulbous head stamping his chin as it ensnared between his walls.

As the cock reached the bottom of the gap, it was a catalyst for Fervin’s arousal as hips began to pump. Flesh skidded against the silky suit, the phallus ramming into a pocket above Merkeo as the little bells were swallowed by the slit. Its warmth was overwhelming, his nostrils filling with a sour aroma as it stuck to his suit like cologne..

Merkeo raised his arms to shield himself. "Wait!…I'm not!.."

"Just a little more..a little more."

Fervin doubled his efforts as his hips twisted in place. The sweat that once dried between the cushions humidified as it loosened its restraints upon the tender skin, joined by the drizzling pre as it lathered into his roommate’s skin like lotion. The phallus scooped higher as it smashed Merkeo’s defense, the puffed edges moving like a wave as it stamped at his face.

He was stamped firmly as seed dressed his head, but unsatisfied puffs echoed above, a palm dragging him from underneath the bulging member. "Nrgh..that's not enough!" Fervin slurred from his lips. "How are you going to be a toy if you can't even get me off?"

"That's because I'm not a toy you lughead!"

His eyes squinted, eying the little roommates as strands of his own pre dripped to the couch. "Wha?..sure you are..I'm looking right at you." His fingers stamped across his body, the lonely bell on his right tuft jangling at his prods. "You look like a toy..feel like a toy. You are one…I'm just not using it right."

Gravity shifted as the palm tilted on its side, hovering over the hairy crotch. His other pinched eagerly at the drooling slit, pinching it open as its seed flowed down its underbelly like lava.

"What..what are you doing? No, hell no! You're not putting' me in there!"

"You better make this work..toy!"

"I told you I'm not a-!" his stomach dropped as the palm rushed toward the cock, a wet belch erupting from the cream filled phallus as it opened wide. Murky white fluid filled his vision as the orifice encircled his head. His shouts muffled from the bulging head, his palms slipping from the sides of phallus

Fervin's cock throbbed as it suckled at its meal. "Yeah…yeah that's the stuff. Get..right in there."

The palm loosed as fingers climbed over his feet, feeding more of Merkeo inside as its underbelly bulged with his body. With a giddish chuckle, he corkscrewed the rest of his feet inside as the slit closed. Wads of pre rushed into his body as it blinded him of the trip ahead, the muscular tube getting thickening as a suction pulled at his body.

A mere lump cast itself upon the jock's shaft, pulse after pulse dragging him down as it squeezed into the base of the shaft and into his prostate. More seed flooded the tender bean as the valve closed behind him, leaving him at the mercy of the muscular waves as it tenderized his body. He struggled to hold them back, his limbs sinking into their surface as he tried to find a way out. Pressure tugged at his feet, yanking him into the source of the musky fluid as he was dragged through the labyrinth swirling in the Jock's waist.

He held his breath as he was dragged through its loops, before he found him at its ridge as he slid through a long tube. He was deposited inside an enclosed sac, the walls forcing him to lay straight as if he were in an airtight compartment.

"Damn it Fervin, this has gotten way too far!!" he scowled, Worming himself toward the valve that winked out of reach, taunting at his predicament before it vanished behind a fold of seed coated flesh.

His calls were left unanswered, drowned out by the jock's beastly grunts as it reverberated through the walls.

wet slaps came from outside, jostling the testicle as if it were a fish bag. "That's the job..right there!" Fervin huffed louder.

The jock roared as the walls shrank around Merkeo’s body, the valve above him slurping the pool from the chamber as climbed through the tubes. The ceiling spasmed as spurts muffled the walls, Merkeo took the chance to breathe, but shriveled as his lungs filled with the ripe aroma of salt and bodily fluids. He squirmed along the walls to follow the fluid out, but his fingers wouldn't register as the stiff folds pucker in place.

Droplets of the lukewarm substance dripped at his back, and he groaned. "There, you had your little release. Now get me out of this thing!" He paused to hear the outside, the heavy wet thumps shaking the chamber as he swayed in place. "Hey! Are you listening?"

"Oh man..you are a good toy." He muttered, his voice distorted as if he were a broken speaker. "Ah really…good one."

"Yeah yeah, great, now get me out!"

Fervin’s words slowed as they traveled through his body. Gravity flicked as a heavy mass compressed the ceiling. The layer of flesh surrounding the testicle squashed at his torso.. The jock's breath grew heavy, rattling the muscles like rusted gears. He's kidding, he thought to himself, he sends him down his cock and now he's taking a snooze?

"You’re not sleeping with me in here!." He shouted. "Wake your ass up!"

He rattled the sac like an ape in a cage, thrashing himself in the compressed space to disrupt Fervin’s sound slumber. It was only when his knees cushioned into the round testicle did he get a reaction, the jock's body springing to life as a moan howled through the environment. Gravity shifted again, and the flesh barricading the orb pinned him down as the round lump cushioned his face.

He groaned as it tucked him against the corner wall, singing its whale songs of gurgles and churns to its captive audience. "Damn it.."

The hours ticked by since the events of that evening. Fervin tossed in his slumber, snarling from his nostrils as he rocked over the arms of the sofa. He stretched his limbs to scratch himself, but fell backwards as gravity pulled him to the floor. Sunlight erupted from the winder, burning into his eyes like a flashbang as he groggily got up.

He picked himself up from the floor, his balance tumbling to the cushion as he caught himself.. "Fuck what a night, all that partying really tired me out.." He scratched absently at his crotch, warm skin sticking to his fingers as he cocked it back, His barreled cock resting between his legs. “Where the fuck did my shorts go?..”

He stretched before getting up from the couch, giving one last yawn as he fetched a protein shake from the fridge. He looked at his roommates' things, his props scattered along the tabletop as his cotton bed was toppled from the windowsill. The nerd’s already gone, he thought, guess he decided to leave early for spring break. That’s good, he didn’t have to worry about underwear then. He drank at his shake and moved onto his side of the room, kicking his suitcase between his legs. He crumpled his clothes, tossing them inside as a hill slowly formed.

He scratched at himself once more, reminiscing at his fingers touch as his nut flexed over them. But he squinted as he gazed at the round sphere. Something was different about them, his right testicle sagged lower than the other. He fondled beneath its weight as his cock throbbed. It might just be his imagination, he did hold a lot of his seed in there last evening.

"I’m sorry big boy, I got too drunk to enjoy you properly.” He massaged his shaft. “But I bet you got plenty of rest after you had your fun."

"Absolutely not?"

He blinked at the sudden voice, looking at his Cock. He poked at its pudgy surface for a response, but it only throbbed. "Heh..hehe, I must have had way too many shots last night. Thought I just heard my cock talking."

"Not the cock you idiot!" The voice echoed again.

He cocked a brow as he stared at his member, movement rising beneath the sagging right testicle. He scooped his sac into his palm, pinching at the active orb as he rotated it. A squirming lump curled along its edge, a soft imprint appearing before a flex pulled it down.

His palm flung from his ball, letting them swing between his legs as his heart pounded. "What the hell did I drink last night?! My ball's coming alive!"

"No, It's me! Merkeo!"

"Merkeo?" He paused, looking back at the wiggling lump. He poked at its side, a pathetic whimper escaping from it. "It is you, nerd! The hell are you doing in my balls!"

"Take a guess! You shoved me in here on another one of your drunk sprees."

"Drunk spree? I don't know what the hell you're talking about." He said. “As far as I can remember I was alone..then again, there was this talking toy. Don’t remember much but it kept squawking about not being a..toy. Huh, well that explains all the whining.”

“You fucked me into the couch.”

He groaned upon the nerd’s response "Yeah well..you should’ve been more careful. It’s not my fault you’re in there.”

“It literally is!"

"Potato, Potato."

He moved toward the glass mirror along the wall, reaching , putting on his underwear as he got dressed. He pulled the back as the thin fabric saddled his glutes, letting his cock spill over the pouch as he took to his suitcase.

His nuts jangled together like wind chimes, crashing into his thighs. "What are you doing now?"

"What do you think I’m doing? I’m packing for the weekend. I’ve got shit to do back at home, and since you're stuck with me, you'll just have to tag along until we get back."

"What?! I'm not staying in here! DnD is this weekend!" Merkel said, pressure climbed through his epididymis to the valve connecting to the rest of the cock. The right nut sway passively, flexing as the sensation of fingers prodded at the tight folds. "Gotta get..out of this thing!"

The jock snorted at the attempt. "Oh boy, aren't you nerds supposed to be smart or something? My cock doesn't take orders from nerds, it listens to one that has the oomph to shake it. And that's yours truly."

"Then get on with it already."

"You’d love that wouldn’t you? To see yourself ejected from a real cock." he fondled his nuts between his fingers. "Unfortunately I’m still spent. It's gonna be a long while before these babies are ready for another round."

“And how long would that take.”

“Hell if I know, 3 hours or so.” “Three hours?!”

“Yup, so might as well get comfy until I fetch for you.”

He raised his cock over the flap, sealing it inside the pouch as he tied his shorts. He reeled his luggage into the hallway, following the narrow passageway toward the elevator in the crossway. Movement shifted as Merke tried to adjust in the compact space, the bulk of Fervin’s nuts dog piling his lump as it jostled in the pouch of his jockstrap. That nerd really knows how to get under his skin. Literally. Though he'll give him one thing, it felt good to have his balls stimulated, like a hot girl playing with his balls. The elevator doors opened, and he stepped inside. As they closed, he groped at his crotch, humping at the air.

He picked up a soft whimper from beneath the fabric, pressure building at his testicle as soft kneads rested upon it. He still didn’t know how to feel above having the nerd in there,but at least he’ll help filling him up back home..

The ride with Fervin was a long and bumpy trip. Every passing moment was filled with flesh jumbling Merkeo around, marinating him in the little puddle that climbed at his ankles as the testicular wall shriveled and compressed. He didn't know how far they traveled, the outside was too muffled to depth the surrounding environment except for the purrs of jock’s vehicle. After another eternity of stewing in the jock's balls, inertia pulled ahead as his face was wrapped in a sheet of muscle.

His steps boomed as a door creaked open, the sound of a zipper being undone as the sac rolled on its side. "Ah, it's good to be back home." Fervin’s voice distorted through the walls..

Merkeo padded at the soft tissue to get the jock's attention, the testicle spooning into his torso. His palms were pinned by the protruding bulge, only managing to use his ankles as he bucked weakly as the ridge of the testicle.

A heavy thud struck the balls, the soft curvature of fingers pressing at his back. "Eh? oh yeah, forgot you were in there."

Not a surprise. "It's been hours since I've been here. Can you get me out now?"

“I told you that’s not how my nuts work, nerd. They need the energy to get them started.”

“You said you needed three hours!”

Fervin laughed heartily. “I said It’d take me three hours to fill them, I never said I’d be ready to release it.”

The sac shook as its contents plonked around, the seed secreting from the wall spreading out as they washed over Merkeo’s body. His stomach dropped as the fingers let go, the nuts beginning to sway as steps boomed outside. A soft pressure cushion at the walls, tight leather scrunching beneath him.

“Been a while since I checked on the game” Fervin said. “I wonder if my K/D is still intact.”

The jock’s weight shifted as the sac tilted, forcing Merkeo to spoon beneath the rough lump as seed polled at his shoulders. Fervin's voice could be heard beyond the walls, blurting comments as a controller clunked high above. His obnoxious bantering went on for another hour, his balls rocking periodically as a finger scratched at the testicular layer. Merkeo tried again to get him to answer, splashing at the pool of seed that splashed beneath his chin. But he only received a brush from one of the thighs, followed by cursing as he shouted at someone in the game.

Outside the sun loomed past the hill in the window, the crimson sky slowly turning blue as the moon rose from the horizon. Merkeo tilted his neck as he faced the quivering sphincter above, counting its flexes as seed drooled from its lips. It’s all he could do, with his limbs bathed into the milky pool as the muscle flexed in place.

“Fuck yeah!” Fervin’s voice blurted,the testicles thrusting forward before snagged. “Hope you like that grenade yas wuss! That’ll teach ya to steal my kill!”

“Fervin!” Merkeo called out, thrashing against the tender wall. “Fervin!”

The chamber shifted, pressure applying to his back. “What now nerd?”

“Are you ready yet? It’s getting kind of full in here.”

“Hmm..They are kinda heavy…” the pressure behind him pushed at his body, a thrust sending a wave over the little roommate. “And I’m already pumped as it is, why not.”

“Yes! Finally!”

A rumble boomed above, a bubbling torrent shaking the walls as pressure melted behind him. “Shit, I forgot all about dinner. Can’t wank one out on an empty stomach.”

Merkeo swayed as Fervin traversed the household, his steps hardening as it traveled through his body. Wrappers muffled from above as the jock giggled to himself, followed by a meaty crunch as he chewed on his food. He listened to symphony of crumpled wrappers and munching for moments, and still he had yet finished his feast. The fluid climbed higher, dosing his ears as if they dipping sauce.

The walls flexed, and he raced to force them back. “It's getting a little cramped in here, are you ready to release yet?” “Eh? Release what?”

“Your seed!”

“Oh yeah yeah, I’ll get right on it. Just..” an announcer muffled from outside, followed by bells as cheer muttered in the background. “Oo, the playoffs! I forgot that aired today.” He walked over as the sounds came closer, springs creaking beneath him.

“Wait a second, get me out first.”

“Don’t sweat it, it won’t be long. I’ll have you out by halftime, jock’s promise.”

Merkeo groaned at the response, working his limbs close to deter the walls from overtaking the pocket. He didn’t know if he could bear the salty aroma, each whiff was like intaking smelling salt, forcing him to buck at the round testicle that threatened to submerge him without hesitation. Buzzing rang from beneath him as a bubbled climbed into the pocket, his phone emerging from the pool as a notification was plastered upon it.

It was from one of the members, sending a message about the meet for tomorrow. He fiddled a finger toward its direction, its angled edge taping at his fingertips, before a fold greedily dragged it out of sight. He sighed as he faced the wall, thrashing it about to get Fervin’s attention. This time there was no response, all except his goofish giggling as he mocked the game. He couldn’t do anything but wait, tugging into the soggy fold as he closed his eyes.

A few minutes passed as he opened his eyes, once chaotic background softening as snores followed behind it. He was still in his balls, and he was fast asleep. In rage, he thrashed about the chamber to cause discomfort, swiping at the lump at his torso despite how weakly his limbs slipped off.

A roaring ocean filled his ears, as the side of his hear were submerged in milky pool. In shriveled defeat, he closed his eyes, awaiting for the jock to wake up once more. DnD was tomorrow, and he couldn’t stand being trapped in his nuts for a moment more. —-------------------------------------- Throughout the next day, he slept to conserve his energy, listening to Fervin’s wandering as carried out his activities. When waved of seed flowed into his nostrils, he shot awake, kicking the testicle as a jolt shook the walls. A groan escaped from the jock as fingers took to his balls, forcing him to adjust as the chamber tilted it’s side.

“Watch where you’re kicking in there will ya?” Ferman demanded. “These babies are to be treated with care!”

“These babies are a nightmare, I’ve been stewing in here for god now’s how long!”

“Oh please, you barely move in there, it can’t be that bad.” “You’re not the one neck deep in side!” He bent his knees to open more space, driving his feet into the sides of the testicular wall.

Its flesh raced to subdue, contracting its muscle around him like a snake. But he refused to let himself cave under its pressures, prying at the opposite wall.

Fervin’s body twisted. “What are you doing?”

“DnD is tonight, I can’t stay in your balls any longer. And if I have to cause a ruckus, then so be it!”

His body lit ablaze as he took to the lump, kneading into the tender walls as the testicle throbbed beneath its layer. Fervin’s fingers raced to subdue his efforts, but the sac was too full to add enough pressure, Merkeo using it as a shield as battered the walls with his own body.

After moments of struggling, a roar of defeat erupted from Fervin." Fuck it! Fine I’ll get you out.” he announced. “Was getting tired of hauling you around anyway."

The testicles swayed as he wandered outside. It wasn't long before pressure built beneath, the opposite testicle shifting before it dropped off a ledge. The sound of wet slaps returned from above, sending ripples in the chamber as the testicular sac compressed Merkeo's face.

"Ugh, my suit is so ruined, can't you pump faster?"

"Don't get your tidy widdies in bunch ya nerd, I'm almost there."

The walls flexed harder, compressing his feet as he squeezed along the hump like paste in a canister. The valve slowly began to quiver, widening slowly a seed rushed through its mouth. It flowed into its tubes like a pipeline, gulping periodically at the substance as he himself was pulled close to its lips.

Strands of his own hair were plucked between the soggy lips, crowning his head as seed piled his shoulder. But flex ceased as the narrow tube dried up, clamping at his head as seed disappeared into the abyss above. "What the? What's the hold up?"

A muffled ring vibrated the walls, the pounds halting as the jock shifted slowly. "Got a call." Fervin said, answering the device. "Bandi, my boy, what's up? Yeah I’ve been in town, just letting out some steam."

"Hey! Don't stop, keep going!"

"Give me a fucking minute, I'll get there…no no, just talking to a nerd is all I-…wait seriously?! Oh shit, count me in!"

The sac rattled from the jock’s excitement. "What are you doing out there?"

"The boys found a goldmine for some chicks from the cheerleading squad at the university. Looks we're heading to the bar."

"What?! What about me?! You still have to take me out!"

"I'll fetcha ya later, Right now I gotta fetch old faithful from the drawers. I'm gonna catch me a big one tonight"

The chamber thrashed as he braced himself for another tide, the thick goop dragging down his body like syrup. He stretched his limbs to pierce the tender muscle, but pouted at the meat pocket. Unbelievable, he was about to be free from this hellhole before that phone call. He couldn’t bear more of Fervin’s antiques for god knows how, but it appears he didn’t have much choice.. Before he knew it, the chamber moved as steps trailed outside, a door muffling open as the purrs of the truck returned.

And so began the trip to the bar. Voices muffled from the walls as Fervin greeted his friends, softer tones following them as he assumed they were women. His hips gyrating was the confirmation he needed, if not rhythmic throbbing from the shaft.

The minutes felt like an eternity as jazz played from the bar, glasses clanging together as the jock’s obnoxious chattering filled the void. His ears submerged in seed was a mercy compared to listening to the awful pick up lines he spewed from his mouth.

"This is so humiliating." he groaned.

"Hey baby, there's no need to take a seat on these raggedy old chairs, come take a gander at this one" Fervin said, heavy thumps causing the sac to dip.

Pressure ensued as the testicle rolled at his back. His torso sunk like an island landscape, dipping beneath the murky fluid as it climbed to his chin. He struggled beneath the titanic weight above, the thigh outside bouncing as it jostled the chamber..

"Oh my, you make a pretty good seat." A woman's voice said above.

"Oh ho baby, I can do more than just cushion."

"Oh for fuck sake." Merkeo covered his ears, hoping to drown out the conversation.

Another hour drew by as he listened to the oaf's bantering. At one point, chattering dwindled before the nutsack spilled forward, and the crushing weight was relieved. Fervin was on the move, the sounds of the bar growing distant until it became white noise in the background.

He scraped the wall before placing his ear against it, curiosity overwhelming him as he listened to the jock’s steps. The zipper of the pants were undone, and he spilled forward as flesh caught his fall.

"Here they are my dear, my pride and enjoy in all its glory."

"You weren't lying, it certainly is thick."

“He’s with a girl, of course he is.” his side cramp as a lump fondled his back, He squirmed to ease its protrusion, elbowing the testicle as the jock released a grunt.

"Is everything all alright?" The woman asked.

"Oh yeah sure, everything is just fine. Just a little..excited is all." Fervin replied. "Afterall, how can a guy not melt for a hot doll like yourself."

The chamber shook as the lump flattened, seed rushing from the other end like a dam as it splashed into Merkeo. Slow wet pounds filled the void, the testicle compressing before it squashed into his body. A disgruntled moan pierced the air as the sac swayed forward, a dulled edge separating the balls as softer moans echoed ahead..

God, She's sucking him off, as if his problem weren't already wacky enough. He fought the testicle to plug his ears, but its ridge forced them away, allowing the demented display to continuing as it intensified. The pressure returned as digits cupped behind him, thinner than the ones before as their pointy ends prodded his back.

The pool increased as it climbed over his head, a current seeping into the valve as it widened closer. Muscle contraptions echoed beyond the thick walls, glurking as the women's moan grew fierce. The sac pulse, and the valve widened as it guzzled seed to the surface..

"Hope you're thirsty, cause I'm gonna unleash my load inside."

"Like hell you are!" Merkeo blurted, thrashing from the chamber.

The lump prodding at his back vanished beneath murky waves, the balls dropping as they bashed against the jock’s thigh. "Did your balls just talk?!" The woman squealed.

"N..no? Did you hear them talking? I..I didn't hear them talking."

"Disgusting! Absolutely disgusting."

The sound of boots muffled from the outside, growing softer as the chamber thrashed about. "No! Come on babe, Come back!" Fervin called desperately for her, the door slamming shut. A vice grip wrapped the testicle, and Merkeo was smothered into the walls. "Damn it you nerd, you scared her off!"

"I scared her off?! I was nearly protein for her! I'm trying to get out from inside you, not end up in another."

"Well congratulations cause now I'm fucking limp, thanks for that." A bang sounded from outside as the jock began to walk. "Can't believe I got cock blocked by a nerd."

The sac rocked between his legs as the creaking door lingered from overhead, trailing off somewhere behind them as the sound of the roaring crowd returned. Merkeo tucked himself against the corner pocket of the chamber, it was the only place he could manage to breath without intaking the salty seed. He heard the jock's friend talking, reminiscing over the cheerleader storming out of the bar. His response wasn't pleasant, a squeeze smother the eager testicle against his head as if to point the blame upon him. but it relented as he relaxed, his balls drooping at the thigh.

He curled against the opposite wall, before a buzz rumbled from above, his phone squeezing from the compressed fold as it slid in front of him.

a photo appeared from beneath the milky substance, a group photo with his friends dressed in their fictional costumes. Speak of the devil, he thought, here comes the fruits of his labor reminding him of his failed attempt. What he would give to be there right now. He focused on the group photo, admiring the designs each of them chose to wear. but his eyes furrowed as he caught a glimpse of one of the members, his eyes widening.

"No way.."

That late night dragged into Sunday morning, as Fervin drove back into the dorm room as he tossed his backpack. Merkeo eyed the quivering sphincter above as its lips expanded, the walls compress as he catapulted into the tight tube. The ride up was rigid and slow, but fast enough to wipe seed clean from his skin before he squeezed back into the embrace of the jock's prostate. In a firm push he climbed up the urethral tube, skyrocketing into a tupperware container as he collided against the plastic wall.

The jock scorned above, the milky stream pouring faster as he shielded his face. "Alright that's enough!"

"Not yet it's not." Fervin said grumpily.

the stream pushed at his palms, piercing their way through as he slid into the smooth corner, it was only until his palm remained uncovered did it finally stop, and the slit sealed shut.

"Now it's finished” Fervin sneered at his handy work, shaking the drizzle from his cock before turning toward his stuff.

"Hold it!" Merkeo muttered, rising from the gunk. "We're.. we're not done."

"oh we're not huh? and what makes you say that?"

"You cost me the whole weekend! you have to make up for it!"

"Wha?.." the jock burst from laughter. "What are you on about, you're the nerd who got stuck in there in the first place."

"Only because you put me there. and nearly got me swallowed."

He rolled his eyes, fanning at the remark as Merkeo climbed out of the container. In a slippery leap, the little roommate lunged as he clung to the tufts of his jersey. It was like holding onto a moving vehicle, seed soaking his suit fanned to the luggage on the floor. Fervin drew closer to the computer desk, and jumped as he followed him to the tissue box, stomping at its opening as the giant palmed reached for it..

the jock's face soured. " You're really starting to get on my nerves."

"Likewise, but I'm not letting you off the hook. you’re going to pay up, right here, right now."

"Oh you gotta be shitting me." he chuckled. "Fuck it, I'll bite. What? What could a little nerd like you do to force me to pay you back."

He dug into the soggy pouch of his pocket of his suit, taking out his phone. He clicked at the photo, holding it to the air as Fervin's face loomed closer. "This is how!"

"Hah! What more nerds? Get over yourself."

"They may look like mere nerds to you. But one of them I'm sure you know quite well." he zoomed the photo closer, focusing on a woman dressed as a witch. "That lady right there is Cindy, the lead cheerleader of our university. I wonder what she might think if she finds out about our little mishap. I'm sure she'd love to share the adventure with the football captain."

The jock’s eyes widened before narrowing. "You don't have the balls to go through with that."

"Oh yeah? One already think's you have talking balls, I'm sure they can puzzle the rest if I speak up."

The jock growled, reaching a palm as the thick digits twitched in rage. it lunged forward, yanking a tissue from beneath Merkeo’s feet as it crumpled into a withered mess. "What do you have in mind?.."

"Heh."

"It's so good to see you again, Merkeo” Cindy greeted him, lowering a finger as he shook her hand. We missed you last night’s session. You’re wearing your night costume again?”

He scratched at his head, adjusting his cape. "Yeah, the other suit kinda got stuck in a rut. Fashion crisis am I right? But hey, we at least got time to catch up on a session. I even brought a plus one."

Heavy thuds came from the hallway, sharp squeaks lingering as a silhouette peered through the frame. An inflated dragon loomed in, Fervin’s soured face tucked beneath its chin as the rest of the rubbery suit hauled inside, he grumbled as he wrestled his tail inside, bumping it against the door.

"I'm sure you two know each other."

"We sure do.” Cindy said, “I didn't think he took part in DnD."

"You could say he had a change of heart." He replied, sharing glances with Fervin as his fiery gaze overshadowed the derpy expression of the inflatable.

They prepared the table as they all encircled it, Merkeo taking out the dice as many took their roles. scattered the props along the props behind the bordered sheet, he cleared his throat. "Alright ladies and gents, let’s begin. The adventurers set out upon the request of the king, a dragon has been spotted in a cave near the kingdom. You find the entrance and travel through its catacombs. There, surrounded by shimmering gold and diamonds, lay the beast. Sprawled upon its haunches as it snarled at your intrusion.”

Merkeo paused as he scooped the dice in hand, lending them to one of the members dressed as a wizard. “Care to start us off.”

"Oh Oh! I roll to ride the ride dragon"

"Try it and I'll flatten you like a crumpcake, pinhead!" Fervin snarled.

"Ah ah, not without a roll you're not." Merkeo assorted, nodding toward the little wizard.

The wizard squeed as they shook their hands in place, the dice jumbling like ice cubes as they rolled them to the thin sheet crossing the table. both dices toppled themselves, number nine marking the both of them.

"ooo, Nat 18. the wizard casts a construct to cast himself atop the dragon."

The wizard let out a high pitched squeal as They climbed aboard the inflatable forearm. Fervin eyed in disgust as the little one stood atop of him. the googly eyes of the dragon jangled as they clung to one of the ears, pulling it from one side of his body to the other.

the dragon squeaked as it smothered Fervin’s face, his neck jerking from side to side. "Hey! what the-?!"

“Wow, you really are pulling your weight." Merkeo said. I figured you'd make a good dragon.”

"Get them the fuck off me!"

"mm, not how it works. you gotta announce it, then roll."

"Oh for the-" he reached for the dice at the end of the table, fingers denting the barrier as they rattled. "The dragon attempts to throw the nuisance off."

He flung the dice forward, their forms streaking across the table like cannons as they pushed the barrier back. The dice came to a standstill, number one marking them both.

"Ooo two, the dragon failed to throw the wizard off. bummer."

"The hell?! what kind of bullshit is that I-"

"Our rodeo isn't over yet, dragon!" the wizard yelled, heaving at the inflated ears like reins. "Your hide will be a fine reward for my potions!"

"Crushing you is still on the table you damn pest!"

Merkeo watched as the two of them bicker, admiring the jock's flailing as he walked sluggishly against the walls. but he turned his head as Cindy whispered for his attention, lending an ear toward her.

"He seems pretty aggressive for a DnD player, Are you sure he's here to play?" She asked.

He looked toward the two once more, the wizard yanking backward as Fervin pivoted like a horse on a hill. He smiled as he placed a hand on his cheek. "Oh yeah, I'm sure."

#cock vore #giant

[darkfantasystory]

”Haah... Uugh…Come on boy, you are half way inside my cock now, hahaha… Enjoy the contraction around your body and let me slurp you in… Aaah… Yeahhh… We are doing great together… Hey…Hey… Don’t panic… It is too late for mercy boy, let me cover your mouth and keep you quiet. Shhh… Stop! woah! woah! No you don’t…GET! BACK! Oomph!! Ugh…That was a good try boy. Can’t believe you still have the strength to resist the suction. But look… You are locked inside my arms now… Poor boy… Just get inside and let your kidnapper confine you. I promise deep down there’s nothing but pure warmth and tight encasement. I will web you with my gooey cum and put you under a deep deep sleep. Now accept the reality and give in. There’s nothing you can do anymore boy.”

#cock vore