Warning, vore and digestion ahead!

Nothing in this life could ever compare to the sensation of ecstasy I experience at the exact moment when my slowly melting, dissolving meal finally collapses in upon themselves in a few wet, sloppy crunches and clenches. Nothing could ever hope to match the pleasure of feeling my tubby gut reduce a whole entire person to little more than a mushy, gelatinous hunk of quivering meat, brewing away in my ravenous stomach, and nothing will ever match the joy I feel when that churning gob of meaty pulp erodes and disintegrates into a thick, chymal stew, bubbling and sloshing away in the depths of my rumbling gut.

Surely my fellow preds must understand. There’s nothing quite like feeling the weighty mass of another person hidden away within your chubby belly slowly losing all shape and form, their firm, bulging outline rounding out and growing soft as your gut works them down further and further, eventually leaving you with nothing more than a sagging, sloshing waterbed of a belly.