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This holiday wasn’t going as smoothly as I’d hoped. Thanks to a delayed flight, I had to be personally picked up from the airport by Anton, the owner of the AirBnB me and my friends would be staying in. He waved to get my attention with his thick, hairy, tattooed arm that was exposed by the tank top barely managing to fit over his large belly.

“You’re the last arrival then? What a handsome man! Car’s this way, you should sit in the front with me so I can tell you all about this place.”

I couldn’t figure out exactly why, but there was something about Anton’s charming smile and attitude that made me feel incredibly relaxed, as well as slightly attracted to him despite not really being my type. The longer I spent listening to him speak during the journey, those feelings grew stronger until I lost focus on everything else around me. I was in complete awe at the big, strong, gorgeous man beside me, wanting nothing more than to spend as much time with him as possible.

Although there was a minuscule part if me that noticed how the house we pulled up at was much smaller than the villa I was supposed to be staying in, I allowed Anton to lead me by the hand through his front door and into a dimly lit bedroom. I remained just as distracted while he eyed me up and down, gently running his tongue along his upper lip before whispering softly into my ear. “Strip for me and I’ll show you where you’ll be staying for the night.”

I didn’t question once why I hadn’t been brought to my friends. Instead I simply removed my clothes as requested, watching Anton do the same and feeling even more attracted to him once I spotted how hung the beefy man was. Once we were both naked, he took hold of my hips and guided me into walking backwards until I hit the wall behind me. Pressing his soft, hairy gut against my body, he sucked on my neck and worked his mouth up towards mine, building up the sexual tension before he plunged his tongue inside.

Even as the kiss transformed into my head being engulfed and Anton’s true intention to consume me was revealed, my delirious state had me convinced that becoming his prey would be the most enjoyable experience in the world. I let him swallow me, obsessed with the delightful sensation provided by his soft, warm insides encasing me tightly. It was oddly pleasing to feel his tongue playing around with my feet before taking his final gulp, as if knowing that he wanted to taste me was actually comforting.

“The minds of young tourists’ like you are so malleable, and your bodies are so delicious. Nothing like the local meat, that’s for sure…”

Anton got comfortable on his bed, nestling his stuffed belly between his thighs and grinding his erection against the underside of it as he waited for the moment his prey would start fighting back. Now that I could no longer see or hear the seductive predator from within the dark, gurgling depths of his stomach, my delusions wore off and the realisation of my grave situation rapidly set in. He moaned deeply as I struggled against his revelling in the knowledge that there was no escape for the prey he had captured so easily.

My friends continued their holiday under the assumption that I never managed to arrive, completely unaware that I was spending the night stewing inside this greedy predator’s stomach.

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Mmm

Mmmmm…luscious Holiday Feast!🤤👅🔥🔥🐖

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Every Halloween, I throw a big party, and obviously, like any event I’m hosting, I’m serving up boypork. Unlike the rest of the year, I make sure to get some free range pork for the occasion, even if I have three housepigs ready to cook and a basement full of caged pigs. Some would call it pointless, I prefer to think of it as giving some lucky pig an authentic Halloween experience.

This is the centrepiece of tonight’s Hogloween, a delicious Brazilian chubster. He hit me up on Grindr thinking I was just a chubby chaser, eager to experience everything LA has to offer, including Halloween. 56 inch waist, 251 pounds of delicious, melt-in-the-mouth pork means that I didn’t bother with my usual process, I’d already found my meal.

So I made a game of it. I wanted to see how long I could go before this entree realized he was the main course. Luckily for me, he was as dumb as he was delicious. He fasted for three days because I told him it’d mean he’d get to gorge on candy didn’t cum for weeks before the big event, and “It’s halloween” was enough to convince him this is just how Halloween goes.

Luckily, he took all the comments on how delicious he looked as a compliment, happily let me and my buds use him all we wanted, and even when we were stuffing him full of a special toffee apple and pork stuffing he just accepted the attention. He didn’t even care that I insisted he drink everything I put in front of him, or complain about hunger despite promising to make him into a delicious pork dinner.

He thought it was a fun party game to let us cover him in a toffee apple and bourbon glaze, all the while talking about how delicious he’d be, even choosing our cuts. He just thought we were kinky when we trussed him up, and that we were posing for a cool photo when he opened wide for the apple. We took a photo, of course, everyone needs a before shot ;)

Sure, the booze kept him dumb and compliant, but after a few minutes in the oven he must have realized we weren’t going to let him out for at least a few hours. After all, what sort of Halloween party starts at eleven AM?

By the time the party really got rolling there was a whole roasted longpig on a platter in the garden, apple shoved deep in his mouth, ready to carve. I got first choice, of course - cock and balls, ass, belly, chest, and a whole leg - but there was plenty left over for everyone else, and at the end of the night I still had a groaning stomach and half a pig to tide me over until halloween.

Hell, one thing everyone knows about Halloween is Trick or Treat. We played a trick, alright, but fuck, did we get a treat ;)

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Find this delicious, eager porkboy at https://www.tumblr.com/luk-hog-br

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Trying to make sure it lasted as long as possible, this beefy man had me on my knees sucking his big cock slowly and softly, to keep him on the edge. I enjoyed getting to work at my own pace, massaging his thick thighs to add to his pleasure while my tongue played with his throbbing member. I had my eyes closed, fully absorbed in the moment until something wet hit the top of my head, making me look up in curiosity.

It turned out to be a drop of saliva that he’d failed to hold back as he licked his lips, staring down at me like he’d seen something tasty. I thought at first it was out of anticipation of giving me a blowjob in return, but I could tell from the way he rubbed his belly that he was going to need to taste a lot more of my body than that to fully satisfy him.

Somehow he sensed that I was aware of my fate, which made his dick even harder as he felt my head pull backwards in a move to escape. He quickly responded by grabbing my head with both hands, hooding me firmly in place as he gave up on edging and fucked my throat himself. I gagged as his massive meat forced its way into my throat and had only a second to gasp for breath after I was made to drink his load.

I was lifted up by my shoulders towards his starving, salivating maw and shoved roughly inside, where it immediately became hard to breathe or beg for him to let me go as his throat’s tight grip winded me. It grew warmer as I slid through his insides, the wet walls squelching as they kneaded me down into his sweltering stomach. Once I was fully trapped inside his gut, a loud belch roared from his mouth, followed by a sigh of delight as an intense flash of flavour filled his mouth.

His body squeezed me even tighter, easily holding back my struggles until I eventually passed out, fortunately avoiding the painful process of being broken down.

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Usually I like to impale a pig I’m spitroasting, but for a hog like this I’m willing to make an exception.

I was in the mood for a barbecue, so I was browsing Meat-up for a willing pig to cook up whole to go alongside the burgers, hot dogs, and chilli I was preparing, and when I saw this porkboy I knew I had to act fast before someone else snapped him up.

The spitroasting thing usually includes getting skewered, but in this hog’s case an oven roast was always his favorite. Still, when he realized a real gourmand wanted his meat, he was more than willing to offer it up, as long as I tied him to the spit, instead of impaling him.

Now, I’m reasonable. Sure, the chef technically has a lot of power, and I’ve spitted plenty of unwilling pigs who’d do better as a meal than a me, but I’m willing to meet in the middle and take the pig’s decisions into account, especially when he’s as fat, juicy, and eager to be devoured as this hog. I could have waited for the chance to oven roast him but I didn’t have space for another long-term house pig or a cage free, and let’s be real - if I didn’t cook him up , someone else would have snapped him up, willingly or otherwise, and that’s just a waste of good food. A hog like this deserves to be cooked up, alive, by the best in the business, not butchered like some common pig, or grabbed and cooked up by a lesser chef.

So he moved into my spare room, and for three days did nothing but relax, fast, and drink plenty of beer - just to give his meat a little extra flavour, not that he needed it.

When the big day came he was only too excited to get cleaned up, cleaned out, and shaved, then it was time for prepping. I stuffed him full of an apricot, longpig sausage, apple, and raisin stuffing until his belly was tight as a drum - I must have used well over ten pounds of the stuff - then had him gulp down a bottle of bourbon. Next, I glazed him in a bourbon, brown sugar, and barbeque sauce glaze and secured him to the spit, arms and legs spread wide to make sure every delicious inch cooked evenly. Then, it was just a case of stuffing an apple between his teeth and hoisting him out to the barbeque pit. It was worth the effort - the pig was squealing over the hot coals for hours, feeling himself cook like he deserved, smelling how delicious he’d be. I wonder if he found the smell appetizing? Not that it matters, it’s not like he was going to taste himself.

Me and my buds finished off the appetizers and dug into the main course, and even though I don’t think anyone left without wolfing down three or four plates of prime longpork from this pig, we still had plenty of leftovers. I spent a whole day portioning up this pork and I swear, I could probably be eating him for a month if I didn’t have such a big appetite. Definitely one of the best meals I’ve ever prepared, and worth the compromise.

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I never realised while I was riding this big guy that I was just working up a sweat for his personal flavourful enjoyment. I rubbed his enormous gut while grinding on his cock until his warm load filled me, a few drops spilling out and trickling down his sack. He wasted no time continuing to get his use out of me, immediately reaching down to grab my ass and push me headfirst into his hungry maw as he lifted me off his cock.

My deliciously sweaty body was licked all over as I was forced through the tight opening to his gullet, all my struggling just helping him to cram me inside. The strength with which his throat muscles flexed painfully against me with each gulp made me think that he was making it more uncomfortable for me on purpose. A man his size could surely swallow me in a few seconds, but he wanted to take his time feeling me fight back in fear of becoming his food.

I begged for him to stop as my upper body filled out his stomach, only my feet left to be consumed. To my surprise, he grabbed my ankles and started pulling me out again, his gut rumbling in protest of its meal being stolen from it. I calmed down and stopped struggling so that he could release me easier, grabbing my waist to continue lifting me up above him until my head was free once more.

I stared down at his open maw, confused as to why his jaws remained locked in place. The stench from within his tank that I’d been familiarised with was pouring out, almost as if his whole gullet was wide open and ready to accept me again. Suddenly, he released his grip on my hips and let me fall straight into his throat, letting gravity help him swallow me faster. He took one big gulp to sink my feet down his throat, finally sealing me away.

This guy was truly sadistic, as what he loved most were the desperate struggles that came after making his prey think they were safe, only to steal that from them instantly. He belched loudly to show that he was done with his meal, that there was no chance I would see the light of day again. I fought and screamed until I ran out of energy, succumbing to his stomach’s desire to churn me away.

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A pred's perspective: (digestion, fatal vore)

I smile devilishly at you, and lick my lips, opening my mouth wide as I bend forwards and press my hungry, salivating mouth firmy against your forehead. Slowly, steadily, my jaws begin to widen, my lips sliding further and further apart across your face and head

"Mhhhhhhh...... Uhhhhhhhmmmmmm....."

I moan happily as your sweet flavor fills my mouth, while my wriggling tongue slips and slides over every inch of your face, eagerly lapping up the succulent flavor. My drooling lips slide hungrily down over your chin and the back of your neck, sealing your entire head within the hot, wet confines of my cavernous, slurping maw. As the top of your head begins to press against the back of my throat, hot streams of saliva dribble down from my maw down onto your body while my luscious lips work their way over your neck and shoulders.

My tight throat eagerly gulps and sucks, slurping your head deep into it's slick, greedy, pulsating confines. I place my hand against my throat, feeling the imprint of your face tightly pressed against the thin, muscular skin. The rings of tough cartilage lining my throat squeeze and constrict, tightening around your head, slowly working you deeper into the tight, slimy tube as your chest fills my mouth, and begins to follow your head down into the depths of my gullet.

My throat pulsates and contracts around you, squeezing your wriggling body as your face smooshes up against a tight, muscular ring of flesh nestled at the bottom of my throat. The greedy sphincter slowly gapes open, greedily sucking and slurping at your head, eager to gulp you down into the depths of my hot, humid gut. As you slide closer to your inevitable fate in my swampy stomach, my lips slither over your hips, and wrap happily around your kicking, struggling thighs.

My plump potbelly begins to swell and distend, the soft, pudgy skin bulging and stretching outwards inch by inch as your struggling body is crammed into my damp, smelly gut. I groan with satisfaction, and slap my quaking, shifting belly, feeling you push and shift wildly within my depths as I slowly slurp your supple legs up like luscious noodles

I playfully lick your feet, running my tongue over your wiggling toes as your the bulge of your knees slowly slide down the length of my throat. Finally, after deciding that I've toyed with you enough, I decide to finish it. I close my mouth tightly over your feet, sealing the entirety of your body within mine, before giving one, final, triumphant gulp, sending the rest of my wriggling meal sliding down into my hungry gut

"UUURRRRRRPP!!!!"

I laugh, and let out a thunderous belch, slapping my bulging abdomen playfully

"Enjoying your accommodations, meat? Better get used to that gut, because the rest of your short-- URRP! ah, pathetic life will be spent in that gut!"

I let out a heavy sigh, and burp once more, happily rubbing my grumbling gut as I make my way to the bed, and flop down, feeling your weight shift and move within me.

"All your life up until this point you probably thought you were a person who mattered and deserved to live a normal life. But that's not the case. Let's be real here. Your worthless little body is meant to feed hungrier beings like me, and deep down, you know it."

Within the cramped confines of your hot, squishy prison, the muscular walls hug you tightly, gently squeezing your trembling form. The gurgling, pulsating folds of slimy, meaty flesh envelop you completely, nearly smothering you with their hot, powerful embrace.

"You probably don't want to be digested. But my gut says otherwise, and deep down, so does your body. You're nothing but food gutslut. Your body knows that you're food, your instincts know that you're food, my belly knows that you're food, hell, even your DNA knows you're only food...."

I giggle, and clench my abdominal muscles, squeezing your helpless body as I caress and stroke my distended gut, gently rubbing the swollen outline of your figure. The powerful, muscular walls press into you with terrifying strength, squeezing the breath from your lungs and the air from my gut, forcing a hot, gassy bubble of wind to race up my throat and erupt noisily from my lips

"BRRRAAAPPP!!! Ahhhhhh! You really hit the spot, my dear little treat, it feels so good!"

The dripping, juicy walls of my belly continue to rub and squeeze you, smearing warm, thick, gooey mucus over your breathless, gasping body. The powerful undulations don't let up, and I feel your weary figure collapse helplessly within me, giggling wickedly as you go limp inside of my gut, falling still and silent as the walls continue to marinate your tender flesh with the thick slime.

"URP! BRRRUUUP! Ahhh!"

I noisily belch once more as my warm gut shifts and pulses around your weak, vulnerable body. A happy grunt and another noisy burp escapes my lips as you gently twitch and spasm inside of me, shifting around about within the hot, steaming pit of my stomach.The slime and mucus coating the thick walls of my gut and your helpless body is whisked and worked into a frothing, bubbly mess of foamy, sticky slime by the flexing, pulsating walls, noisily churning and groaning as they work away, preparing to melt my meal down to mush.

I sigh happily as my burbling gut softly quivers and shivers, the warm, thick layers of flabby, doughy flesh weighing down on your helplessly wriggling form as the heat in the humid chamber begins to grow to sweltering levels

"Having fun in there yet, my snack? Have you started to enjoy the way my gut is tenderizing your soft, sweet meat?"

My belly lets out an eager rumble, the pulsating, slick walls trembling excitedly as they press into you, massaging your soft flesh with their strong, hungry flexes and squeezes. Another ravenous growl rumbles up from the depths of my impatient, hungry gut, ominously growing deeper and louder with each passing second.

"Do you hear that, meat? My stomach is impatient! It's getting tired of just holding your weak, helpless body prisoner; it's hungry, and it's tired of waiting to feed..."

My gut groans impatiently as the walls flex and squeeze you roughly in anticipation. The temperature of my stomach is now truly uncomfortable, the meaty walls hot enough to cause discomfort with a slight touch to your tender flesh. The powerful, merciless walls of your fleshy prison continue to violently squeeze and thrash your weary, battered form, leaving aching bruises and bumps all over your helpless, weak form. I continue to squeeze and clench around your sweaty body as the frothy mucus grows hotter and thicker, filling my stomach with the stench of bile

My belly lets out a triumphant groan as the walls press inwards, smearing the thick, bubbling froth into your tender flesh. The stench of bubbling acid fills the tight, hot space, overwhelming the senses with it's putrid aroma as your flesh begins to sizzle and bubble, slowly melting away as the churning juices grow stronger and pool up around you, filling the chamber slowly

I smirk cruelly, overwhelmingly pleased with the knowledge that I had complete and total domination over you. Your're helpless, unable to even struggle as you're melted into slush, completely at the mercy of my cruel, uncaring gut, and we both know it.

"BWOOAARRPP!!!!!"

I feel your body go lifeless and limp within me, tensing up and growing firm as the powerful sheets of muscle squeeze you tighter than ever before, pressing your body into a helpless ball before your soft, mushy, acid soaked form bursts like a hot, meaty water balloon, drenching the walls of my stomach with the liquified remains of your pulpy, crushed up corpse. I burp noisily once more, this one much wetter and meatier, sending a soggy, half digested pair of panties shooting out from between my contented lips, hitting the wall with a wet "splat!" as I let out a happy sigh, and lie down on my back, letting the sloshy bulge of chunky meat sag down between my legs. A hungry gurgle echoes up from my happy gut as the pulpy chunks within begin to be broken down and dissolved by acid, the sloppy mess churning and frothing noisily

I place my hand against my bloated, gurgling stomach, and give it an experimental shake, giggling wickedly as I feel your soupy remains slosh and splash beneath my touch, shaking and wobbling my swollen gut like a water balloon. A low, noisy gurgle rises up from the sloshy mess, and the churning human stew begins to bubble and gurgle as it drains down into my dank, groaning bowels, preparing to be absorbed and converted into yet another layer of jiggling pudge for my tubby gut.

"Thanks for the meal, it was certainly the best I've had in a while... It'll take quite some time to sleep the rest of you off..."

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(This is my 100th porkboy, and I look forward to adding more to the menu. Hope you all enjoy this hog.)

I have a lot of longpigs who freely offer their meat, but not many go as far as this porker. Between sending me photos of himself covered in olive oil or butter or outright telling me I knew I wanted to roast him, we both knew it was only a matter of time before I invited him over for dinner.

He was especially proud of his belly pork and big, meaty tits, but don’t worry, I enjoyed every delicious pound of this pig, and at over 260 pounds of boypork, there was a lot of pig to enjoy.

Much as I love fattening my own pigs, making sure their meat is up to my standards, this pig was already blue ribbon when we met. He was so eager he even fasted for three days before meeting me and shaved, so he was ready to cook from the moment we met.

For this pig I chose a spiced cranberry, pecan, and longpig sausagemeat stuffing, until that jiggly belly was tight as a drum. After that, I covered every inch of that pork with a maple glaze, and believe me, I had to use a lot of glaze to cover this hog. After that, I just needed to truss him up, shove an apple in his mouth, and slide him into the oven on a low heat, perfect to let my him feel his fat melting, his skin cracking to expose the meat beneath, every moment of his transition from me to meal as the delicious smell of roasting longpork filled the kitchen.

He was totally right about his belly and tits. That meat was so tender it melted into my mouth, delicious and beautifully marbled, the fat making the meat extra juicy. His rump was also beautiful - but let’s face it, with a feast like this every bite is beautiful.

I have a big appetite, but I ate until my belly was straining, and I still feel like I barely made a dent in this hog. Usually I’d invite some friends around to join me for such a big meal, but when you have a porkboy like this offer you his meat, why would you waste it by doing something as stupid as sharing? I was feasting on this meat for weeks, even making some sandwiches and rice dishes to enjoy in public. It always turns me on to eat longpork in public while scouting for my next meal, but let’s be honest, a hog like this is going to be hard to top.

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This is growingcubster, he stopped posting a while ago but I used to be obsessed with him! He gained so much weight in such a short amount of time and it was fantastic. I just love how much space he takes up. He clothes are always barely not covering his full belly, he has to used a ton of strength to rub that gigantic belly of his, and he just towers over people with his mass. I hope he’s doing good now and still eating well!

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3200 calories worth of cream 😈🐷

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Would you believe these are 10 weeks apart? Love having a boy who pushes me to pack on the lbs😛😈

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“Keep eating bro, We’re going to the post buffet after this.” (Yellow Shirt January 5th 2022 -> Blue Shirt March 5th 2022)

Platform: Instagram

User: theearthkit

Overall this guy’s build has been slighty chubby but coming out of quarentine 2020; He’s put on a lot of weight just from January to March and isn’t looking to stop anytime soon!!

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Well this is one way to get into the sprit of the new Spiderman movie😍😍

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@michaelsmacro thanks for the dinner, you were amazing 😈🫃🏻❤️

this was an awesome collab with one of my good friends! support this amazing artist!!

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