The tastiest treat

[thevoraciouschefconfessions]

Anonymous asked:

Thoughts on prey reforming in the pred's bowels, cocooned in their former self, just waiting to be released?

I have never thought of that before but that is very good. I imagine it would also result in a very surprised pred

[onewayin-onewayout]

Anonymous asked:

Let's call you the "Organic Waste Converter" (cool) instead of "pred" (laaaaaame)

Well you’re certainly not wrong. I do convert a hell of a lot of organic material

[onewayin-onewayout]

Today’s the day. Today’s the day someone makes a trip up my plump, hungry ass. A certain girlfriend of mind will wake up to the sharp warmth of her feet being slid into my anus. Which will promptly be followed by a slow and degrading journey into my inner bowls before being dropped off in my awaiting gut, ready for a humid, tight, mouthwatering digestion.

[depravity-disposed]

[sweetietoothed]

I want to gulp you down. I want to feel you slide past my lips and curl up inside my greedy belly as it whines and cries out hungrily, turning into delighted groans and gurgles when it finally gets to have such a wonderful, delicious meal tucked away inside of it..

I want to rub circles around and massage the adorable bulge you would make in my abdomen, to feel every wiggle, hear every muffled word that echoes from my pudgy, grumbling belly. I want you to feel how grateful I am to have tasted you, to know you’ll be mine, to keep you on my body..

More than anything, I want to absorb every inch of your body into my own, to feel you sloshing and squishing around as I tenderly rub my noisy belly. I want digest every last part of you, to keep all of you to myself. I want to massage and caress my gut as it happily churns you away, taking its time savoring you and absorbing you onto my body. I want to feel the excess air burping out of me so the only thing left in my belly is you..

I want to feel my already pudgy waistline swell and fatten with your added weight, to feel my now useless shirt riding up my middle as it stretches over you. I want look in the mirror and admire my lovely new rolls jiggling from my hips, let you peek out under my shirt and show you off to everyone. I want to have my and another pair of hands rubbing all over you, caressing you, pampering you as much as I can for giving yourself up to be mine..

[sweetietoothed]

Imagine lying in bed with someone in your tummy. Resting and feeling your stuffed gut sinking into the matttress, covered by some nice, warm blankets. Hearing cute muffled snores coming from your prey as they sleep inside you. All the while keeping a hand on your middle, enjoying the warmth, the fullness, the relaxing gurgles of your satisfied stomach digesting your prey.

And when you wake up in the morning, you can hear your plush belly groan, what was once a person the same size as you now a soft and smooth mass sagging from your waist. All you need now is some tender tummy rubs to help them along.. ❤️

[automatonne]

So, I’m curious about proportions…

I’m into this pred who’s, like, 10’6”, and I’m 5’3”. He’s literally double my height.

What does a gut look like on someone who’s twice your size? 🤔

[automatonne]

I had my first ever feeding session with my partner today. 🥰🥰🥰

She’s not into it, but she treated me so right. I’m so pleased.

[tummy-gurgles]

[pred-suggestions]

Miserable in there? I would hope so. Out? Ha! I don't think so! No, I think you're going to stay right there where you belong, tucked away deep inside my belly.

You think it's uncomfortably warm now? Just wait a few minutes, it's going to be absolutely sweltering in there. You're going to practically cook, and all the while my stomach walls are going to be churning around you, doing what they do best.

I'd give you a couple hours at most. Any longer than that and you'll be little more than slush, rounding out my belly nicely and sloshing with every movement I make.

I'll be enjoying it, too - all of it. The indignant complaints, the demands, the begging, the pleading, the inevitable breakdown into desperate sobs. Every desperate struggle as you try everything you've got to escape, to no avail. The firmness of your form giving way underneath my hands, liquefying slowly.

How does it feel to know that you're trapped with no escape? To know that in a day, you'll be little more than a layer of fat on your worst enemy?

Bad? I hope so.

You deserve it, after what you did. Nobody hurts the people I care about twice - and now you know why.

[onewayin-onewayout]

Anonymous asked:

Are you worried that if Charlotte ever started to gain weight you wouldn't be able to help yourself and digest her? It already seems like your belly is in charge right now

Oh fuck my stomach just let out a huge groan. Don’t tempt it like that.

She’d look so cute with some meat on her bones. Not that she isn’t cute as fuck already. I would be genuinely concerned that as soon as she entered my belly by body would recognise her taste and begin turning her into soft goopy sludge.

Yeahhh it kinda is. Im losing a lot of free will when it comes to meals. Thankfully I’ve kept off eating her thus far. Also she has a pretty good metabolism unlike me so fingers crossed.