Gabe groaned and rolled onto his side, the smells of the giantess still clinging to him, his body coated in a sticky film of her fluids. Opening his bleary eyes, he saw the great mass of the giantess beside him, her stomach still taught and bulging grotesquely out from under her. She slept deeply, her only movement being the gentle rise and fall of her body with each breath. Her stomach groaned and gurgled loudly, the sounds reverberating off the overhang and boulders. Gabe held his breath and inched his way closer to her enormous belly. Gazing at her in awe, he gingerly placed a hand on the soft skin of her stomach, hoping that his touch would not wake her. She didn’t even flinch, which helped Gabe to feel even bolder.
Coming close to her with bated breath, he pressed his ear against her belly. He wasn’t exactly certain why he did it, but he felt compelled by a gnawing curiosity. Something he did not even have words for. All he knew was that he was wanting to imagine what it might be like inside of her stomach. He listened as bubbles of gas rippled past, vibrating the giantess’ flesh as it made its way around the churning pieces of her meal, punctuated by loud gurgles and squelches. Gabe closed his eyes and imagined the bodies of those four campers dissolving in her bile and acids, sinew and connective tissues breaking down to release flesh from muscles and muscles from bone. Beneath all of the groaning and growling of her digestive system was the hollow hum of her breathing and the rhythmic beating of her heart. He felt peaceful listening to the sounds of her, as if he was somehow a part of this being who he found so captivating. Maybe being eaten by her wouldn’t be so bad after all? He mused dreamily to himself, his eyes closing as he allowed himself to sink into her body.
When Gabe woke, the sun was beginning to descend below the ridge, long shadows crept out from behind the boulders, reaching towards where he and the giantess lay. He felt peaceful waking there besides her, the warmth of her body radiating around him as he listened to her slumberous breathing. He stretched his naked body lazily, feeling quite casual and unconcerned about the giantess noticing him leaning into her now soft belly. However, his carefree attitude quickly shifted when he suddenly realized he had forgotten about the camp site. He jumped to his feet then, adrenaline pumping through his body. Having a hastily abandoned campsite to find could lead anyone who found it to alert authorities. While he assumed a search party would be sent eventually, they may overlook the mountain if no trace of their gear was to be found there. Of course, he still wasn’t certain how the giantess had managed to avoid detection for so long with such a large number of disappearances on the mountain. Then again, he had recalled at least one search party that went missing here last fall. No sense in taking chances, anyways, he thought as he quickly put his clothes on.
Quietly, he slipped past the giantess and headed for the campsite, hoping that the giantess wouldn’t wake to find him missing. He practically ran down the mountainside, racing against the waning light as ravens called to each other on their way to roost. When he arrived at the campsite, he was relieved to see everything just as it had been left. The only disturbance was to the food that had been left out, likely by some squirrels, which Gabe took as a good sign that no humans had come by. As quickly as he could he began breaking down the campsite and packing it together to bring back to the giantess’ rocky home. He managed to haul half of it back in one go. Dropping off the first load, he was grateful to see that the giantess was still in a deep slumber, now rolled onto one side with her back facing the assembly of boulders. With a headlamp he grabbed from the piles of gear, he went back to the campground to collect the final load. However, this time he arrived to a surprise.
In the dusky forest, looking confused, stood a young woman surrounded by at least ten others. When Gabe approached she waved him down. “Hey! Are you with Kelsey and Jordan,” she called out. “They sent us this GPS location, saying they’d be camped here, but....”
“Uh, oh yeah. Yeah, I met them on the trail and, this spot is no good. Lots of bears. So, I showed them a better spot up the mountain.” Gabe tried his best to seem calm.
“Uh, oh yeah. Yeah, I met them on the trail and, this spot is no good. Lots of bears. So, I showed them a better spot up the mountain.” Gabe tried his best to seem calm.
“Oh? Is it far from here,” she asked. “I’m Jenna by the way. We’re all in a camping club with Kelsey and Jordan.”
“No, not far. If you can help me carry some of this gear, I’ll show you. And I’m Luis.” Gabe flinched a bit at saying that, feeling like he was betraying both his friend and these strangers. All for some gigantic woman who he knew nothing about, just because she made his cock harder than anyone else had.
“Sure! Nice to meet you Luis,” Jenna said, grabbing a cooler. The rest of her group picked up the remaining gear, while Gabe carried one of the tents.
The group walked in the darkening forest up the mountainside together. Jenna would occasionally ask some questions about how the camping trip had been going or who else was with the group. Gabe often pretended he didn’t hear her or would just say something as generic as he possibly could. His thoughts were on the giantess, wondering if she’d be waiting for them or if she was still sleeping off her meal.
When they arrived at the sumit of the small mountain, Gabe told the group to set up camp behind the rock formation, hidden from the giantess’ overhang. They asked him where Kelsey, Jordan, and the others were and why was he alone setting up their camp. Gabe made up some lie about them having gone on an evening hike to the pond at the base of the mountain’s eastern slope and how he agreed to take care of the camp on his own. Despite feeling that his lies were rather transparent, the camping group accepted his words as truth. While they were all busily setting up camp, Gabe said he had to go take a bio break and slipped around the rock formation. There he found the giantess stirring, yawning and bringing herself up to sit crosslegged on the ground.
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Darkness had fallen by the time I woke from a deeply satisfying sleep. Sitting up, I ran my hands over my belly, now soft and no longer distended. Yet just as always, my meal left me with an extra plushness, especially to my stomach which now rounded out and rested onto my plump thighs. It was pleasant to be well fed again, no longer having to withstand the persistent begging of my stomach. Yet having such a taste of fresh prey left me with a lingering hunger for more. My appetite had been awakened.
“Psst…” came a hiss from the shadows. I turned to look and noticed my new pet moving towards me as if walking barefoot on glass.
“What is wrong with you,” I giggled, “Got yourself stuck in the chastity again?”
“Shhh, no,” he made a motion with his hands for me to lower my voice, which left me curious and slightly offended.
“Look, I brought back a lot of people,” he continued in a whisper. “They’re camping just on the other side of your uh… your home. Just… I think you should lay low. Wait for them to go to sleep and…”
“...and then devour them in their tents! Perfect,” I spoke in a hushed voice, a grin spreading across my face. This pet of mine had been treating me better than I had expected. In fact, I had fully prepared to eat him if he wasn’t able to bring me any fresh prey again soon. But he had, or at least he said he had.
“They think I’m part of their camping club,” he went on, “so I’ve got to go back to join them. When I come back, I’ll give you the go ahead to pounce. Trust me.”
I nodded, willing to allow him to prove his service to me. As he slipped back outside I hid myself deeper in the shadows, leaning against the back wall of my stoney home. And so I waited. I waited for several hours, listening for any sounds to give me a clue to how many people there were outside of my home. I could hear several voices, their joyful chatter mixed with the periodic clattering of metal cookware. Breathing deeply, I could smell the faint scent of beans and eggs cooking. My mouth salivated thinking of how delicious a relaxed and fed meal would taste, which left me impatient. Yet I waited for my pet to return to me, to tell me it was my time to hunt.
After what felt like a tortuously long wait, he returned.
“Everyone’s asleep,” he whispered, “I had them set up along the back of the rock formation, so if any try to escape they’ll be walled in from at least one side.”
How clever, I thought, not wanting to actually voice this praise to him and potentially make him feel too comfortable. I didn’t need for him to think I favored him so much that I wouldn’t eat him if the opportunity arose. But for now he was far more useful to me outside of my belly.
Carefully, I crept out from my home and made a wide semi-circle around to the forest edge opposite the back of my home. There I saw several tents, all tightly packed against the back of the rock formation, leaving them only one path of escape: to run out towards me or clamber over the boulders and rocky edges of the formation, which curved in a wide crescent, extending beyond the base of the rock wall. With measured steps, I drew closer and closer, nearly holding my breath in anticipation. I listened for a moment before lunging and grabbing at the tents. First the two on the ends, which I plucked like plump fruits from a strawberry stolon, trailing across the ground. As expected, the people within the tents woke and began to shout. I unzipped their tents and dropped their squirming bodies into my mouth. The first four I devoured as quickly as I could so that I could then attend to the remaining three tents. My throat dragged them down as I squeezed them out from their sleeping bags. They struggled against the muscles of my esophagus in futile attempts to escape their fate. As each one dropped into my stomach, my belly stretched readily for them, having been primed by my meal the day before. And yet, the four I had just consumed were only the beginning. Three tents remained and one was larger than the rest.
I rocked forward on my rotund gut – hearing the bodies within me crack and sputter beneath my weight – and reached for the remaining three tents. The people within, already alerted to something going on, had been attempting to unzip their tents when I hoisted them all into the air. They shouted and shrieked and cursed as their bodies were thrown about within their nylon confines. One person managed to unzip their tent and peered out from the flap, their eyes meeting mine. They let out a howl of terror and their tent mate joined them, staring at me with a fear I had grown to appreciate for how it momentarily paralyzed my prey. I smiled at them, opening my mouth wide, feeling saliva welling at the edges of my tongue. The frightened campers attempted to climb out from their tents, despite being dangled 20 feet off the ground. Truly, this only made my devouring all the more easy, as I could shake them off their tent into my gaping maw.
One by one I swallowed them. I plucked them from their unzipped tent flaps and sucked them out of their sleeping bags, feeling their screams vibrating my throat and ribs as they made their descent into my digestive tract. With each hearty swallow and I released a powerful belch as their numerous bodies displaced the gases in my stomach. My body expanded generously, ribs spreading to allow my belly to stretch well beyond what I had yet to experience. My pet had brought to me a feast greater than anything I had ever devoured in a single sitting. I was not even certain it was possible to fit all of them, but I had no intentions of letting any of them go. Once I had entered into my frenzied feeding, there was no stopping it. I would allow myself to explode before I would end such a feast.
Still, it was an incredible strain to devour nine humans all at once. I fell back against the rock wall, allowing my belly to swell over my thighs and knees. It rounded upwards until I could see nothing but the writhing mass of myself. And still I held two more campers in my hands, as they kicked and struggled against me. One even attempted to bite at my hands, as if they could do anything to harm me or prevent themselves from ending up as food churning in my gut. I laughed and belched and felt myself drift into a food-drunken state, giddy with the sensations of arousal and fullness.
The last two I savored. Pulling their night clothes from their bodies with my teeth, teasing at their flesh with my tongue. They whimpered and cried, shivering with horror. This only brought more pleasure to me, knowing that they were helpless in my hands, at the mercy of the fate I was dealing to them. One began to beg, pleading with me to spare her.
“I’ll do anything,” she cried out desperately, “please! Just don’t eat me!”
“What would you do for me,” I laughed, unconvinced that she would do anything but run if I were to release her.
“Whatever you want,” she begged.
“I want you to fuck your friend,” I gave her a sly smile and brought the second person close to her, holding them both atop the squirming bulge of my belly.
“W-what? I… B-but why…” she stammered, mouth hanging open in surprise.
“You said you would do anything that I want,” I said nonchalantly. “But if you prefer not to…” I let my mouth drop open, my tongue dripping with saliva as it extended past the edge of my lower lip.
“Ashley, i-it’s okay. If that’ll keep us from being eaten…” the other tried to reassure the woman, their voice shaking as they spoke.
“B-but y-you’re married! And…” Ashley began to sob.
I found it all terribly boring though. Drawing my tongue back into my mouth I spoke, “Three seconds to make up your mind. One…”
Ashley and her friend exchanged looks, then looked down at my gut beneath them. My flesh roiling with the struggling bodies of their companions.
“Two…”
“Alright! We’ll do it!” Ashley’s friend shouted at me, then turned to Ashley, “It’ll be okay.”
I smirked, knowing all too well that their platitudes were meaningless in the end. ‘Okay’ was relative and dependent on my decisions, not their actions. But I wanted to see where this went before I made my next move, so I released my grip on both people, allowing them to drop onto the round of my upper belly, just below my heaving breasts. They fell, trying to balance on my stomach as it gurgled and writhed beneath them. Being as full as I was, my stomach provided ample space for them, though their bodies were close in size to my forearms. I watched them with curiosity as they awkwardly approached each other. Their naked bodies flinched as they touched. Ashley’s friend drew her close against their flat chest as they began to kiss her. She continued to cry as her friend kissed her tear streaked face. It fascinated me to see their grief stricken tenderness, their bodies shivering and shuddering as they hesitantly explored each other’s bodies. Ashley began to kiss her friend back as they reached down between her legs, gently pulling at her still flaccid cock. Responsively, she reached down to their sex with trembling hands. They let out a sigh of shuddering breath. My stomach groaned and shifted, causing the friend’s knees to buckle. Ashley caught her friend who accepted the shift and kneeled down, grasping her thighs and ass as they brought their lips to her cock. I smiled to see that at last Ashley was beginning to give in to the pleasure of her friend sucking her off. She closed her eyes and her sobs turned to a soft whimpering moan. Her friend’s lips sealed around the shaft of her cock as they began to draw it in and out of their mouth, pulling it deeper into their throat. They grunted, eyes rolling back, as they sucked harder. Ashley’s hand dropped down to their head, grabbing at their hair as their head moved back and forth, taking the length of her into their throat.
I watched them hungrily, waiting for the right moment. When suddenly I felt something squirming between my legs, beneath the bulk of my engorged belly. My pet! I felt him take my clit into his mouth, sucking and licking at the head. I groaned as I felt my cunt swell. What a world of sensate pleasure I had found myself in! The once sobbing pair were wrapping their bodies around each other, allowing themselves to plunge into an increasingly fervent union. My pet slid his legs into my aching cunt and continued to tease at my clit, his tongue and hands stimulating the root and underside of the head. All while my belly gurgled and groaned, the bodies within moving in fluid and gradually weakening motions. I felt invincible in that moment, like a goddess of divine pleasures whose worship was given in offerings of food and sex.
As all of my desires converged together I recalled everything that had led me here: my recurring dreams of devouring and dominance, my cravings that led to my ostracization, discovering my predatory nature, becoming a giantess, and at last claiming my new pet. The events that had pushed me to run from my life in the valley below felt distant and trivial. It was almost amusing to recall how hurt I had been when my once friends had rejected me after my incident. My incident had been giving into my cravings while fucking a hook-up. She had run terrified from my room after I began swallowing her feet. Her shrieks had awoken my friends who I shared a house with. She told them I was insane and accused me of attempted cannibalism. Which all eventually divulged into me being kicked out. Yet all of that seemed foolish as I lay there, stuffed with the writhing bodies of several humans, all of whom had been powerless to resist my appetite. Had I not been told to leave, I may never have reached my true potential as an insatiable mountain giantess.
Allowing for this realization to sink in brought me a sense of being unstoppable. I moaned and my pleasuring continued as my pet slid in and out of my slick cunt, the contours of his body massaging me within. The couple resting on the bulge of my belly were locked in a deep union, arms and legs tangled about one another’s bodies. My mouth salivated as I watched them, imagining the sensations of them sliding down my throat as they fucked. Despite my insinuating that I would let them free, desire overtook me. I lifted the couple to my lips and placed them onto my dripping tongue. They struggled a moment, but my lips sealed around them as I slurped at their sweat soaked bodies. The salty flavors of them mixed with my saliva, tantalizing my throat. Their bodies wriggled against me, pushing into the muscle of my tongue and along the ridges of the roof of my mouth. Each micromovement sent shivers along my throat, causing involuntary contractions that began shuttling them down into my belly. To my surprise, the couple continued to fuck as they slid down the tunnel of my esophagus. Their bodies slipping down in rhythmic undulations. Each pulse of their bodies moving in unison with the tightening and releasing of my throat muscles, my hand gently massaging the bulge of them within my throat. More surprising still was how my pet’s back and forth sliding within my pussy complimented the motions of the lovers within my throat. My entire body became a symphony of carnal pleasure and I the only one to enjoy it in its fullness.
With a robust gulp I swallowed the lovers, their bodies sliding into the mass of my belly. Yet my fullness was so great that they only slid into a space just beneath my ribs, where I could feel their continued undulations. Each thrust, each turn that they made, pushed the gasses within me out through my throat in rumbling gurgles. I opened my mouth to belch and was greeted by the moans of their orgasmic pleasure, mixed with the guttural tones of my satiety. My belly groaned louder than anything I had experienced before, the sounds echoing across the mountain. I moaned and leaned back, falling into a daze of fullness as my cunt pulsed and grasped at my pet’s body. My orgasms came in lethargic waves that sent warmth up through my body and tremors into my engorged stomach. Too full to move, I simply lay there and allowed myself to sink into ecstasy, my orgasms lulling me into sleep.
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Gabe continued to pleasure the sleeping giantess’ clit and dripping cunt. His body slick with her fluids as he maneuvered his body against the walls of her pussy. The weight of her belly pushed her clit down far enough that he could easily press his lips against it as he lay within her. He wrapped his mouth over the bulb as much as he could, tasting her pulsing flesh. As her vaginal walls grasped tightly at his body he began to wonder if being within her belly might be similar to this. His cock was throbbing as her muscular body pushed against him. He imagined how it might be swallowed by her greedy throat and diving into the warm embrace of her belly. The longer that he spent tightly held within her cunt, the more his mind drifted to thoughts of sinking into her belly and becoming one with her. He considered how all of her meals had been unwilling, trying futilely to fight for their lives. He wondered what would it be like to be devoured willingly and if she ever had experienced a meal asking to become a part of her.
Excited by this idea, he pulled himself completely inside of her, curling up within the velvety embrace of her womb. The hum of her living being surrounded him. The spasmodic gurgling of her digestive system seemed to vibrate through him as her intestines steadily broke down what was left of her earlier prey. The sporadic movements of her digestive system were balanced by the steady drumbeat of her heart and the gentle pulsing of her veins. Gabe easily imagined himself to be within her belly, which aroused him more than he had expected. He slid his hand up and down his throbbing cock – wedged between his thighs as it was – and released with a muffled moan. His semen spilled out over his stomach and dripped down his sides, mixing with the giantess’ own fluids. He settled into the warm liquids pooling around him, resting against the plush walls of the giantess’ vagina. He drifted to sleep, envisioning himself surrounded by her bile, dissolving painlessly into the form of his mistress.
As the days passed by, Gabe continued to find himself daydreaming of becoming the giantess’ willing meal. He attended to her dutifully as she digested her feast, watching her body transform as it broke down her prey. Her breasts seemed fuller, her hips wider, her belly more plump. He began imagining himself adding to her body, his own flesh becoming hers. When a rescue crew of six arrived on the mountaintop in search of the campers, Gabe watched jealously as the giantess gobbled each of them in hedonistic delight. He could think of nothing but giving himself to her as he attended to her in her gluttonous stupor. The following day, while she sat there rubbing her pleasantly round belly, Gabe couldn’t contain himself any longer.
“Have you ever had a willing meal,” he asked, suddenly feeling a bit shy.
“No. Certainly not. Why do you ask,” the giantess raised an eyebrow and smirked at him.
Gabe rubbed his arm nervously, his eyes cast down to the ground, “Oh… just curious…”
The giantess snorted, suspecting there was more to the question than her pet was letting on.
“It’s just… I thought… maybe you’d like that…” Gabe’s heart was pounding in his chest, excited as well as terrified by what he was trying to say.
“I would, yes,” she replied simply, a knowing smile on her lips. “Do you know where to find me such a meal?”
Gabe’s heart felt like it jumped into his throat, causing him to cough. “I…I do…”
“Oh, you do? Where might this willing prey be,” she pressed him playfully.
“M-myself. I… I want to be your w-willing prey,” he stuttered.
The giantess leaned back, looking satisfied and a touch surprised. She hadn’t expected him to offer himself to her. Indeed she had fully intended on eating him eventually, but she assumed it would have been entirely on her terms. The fact that he was asking to be eaten was something she hadn’t ever considered.
“I would like that, my pet. You serve me well. But…” she paused and leaned forward, examining Gabe’s body. She ran her fingers over his body, turning him from side to side. “You are quite thin and, once I’ve swallowed you, it might be a while before my next meal.”
Gabe felt disappointment wash over him, his shoulders slumped. He was rather thin, especially since he had barely eaten since arriving on the mountain. There was plenty of food, of course; preserved meals hoarded from the campers and rescue crew. But he had been so absorbed in serving the needs of his giantess mistress that he had barely eaten more than a few granola bars each day.
The giantess noticed his disappointment then and laughed, “Oh you want to be eaten that badly then, hmm?”
Gabe swallowed hard, half expecting her to pick him up and toss him into her throat out of pity.
“I want to try something,” she said, leaning close to him again, her voice low. “I’ll fatten you up into a proper meal.” She poked Gabe’s flat stomach with her finger, nearly knocking the wind from him. It was his turn then to feel surprised.
That evening, the giantess began to keep Gabe confined to her home beneath the overhang. She focused entirely on making certain that he was eating the meals taken from the camping party. The food was hearty, enough for fifteen people for a full week of camping, plus the rations of six rescue crewmembers, and the giantess was having him eat all of it in as short a time as possible. Gabe's days became consumed by cooking and eating, from the moment he woke until he fell asleep. If he seemed to be taking too much of a break, the giantess would press him to continue eating, practically forcing jerky and protein bars down his throat at times. Within only one week Gabe noticed his own body transforming, his thin frame filled out from the combined lack of physical activity and gargantuan caloric intake. He was shocked by it, in fact, as he had always considered himself to have a very high metabolism. And here he was, becoming soft at the demand of his giantess mistress.
By the end of the second week, the food had nearly been finished. Gabe was astonished at his body now. His belly felt permanently distended and even his arms and thighs had grown thicker. The thought of eating was almost sickening, but the giantess continued to push him to eat, demanding that he finish every last bit of the camper’s rations. He groaned as he forced himself to swallow mouthful after mouthful beneath her watchful gaze. His stomach ached and he wondered how the giantess managed to gorge herself so freely and enjoy it. To him this was near torture, yet he endured it for her sake. A few days later when he had finally eaten the very last dehydrated meal and box of protein bars, Gabe felt relief wash over him. He leaned against the rock wall of the overhang, naked and fat. He had gained so much weight that he had entirely given up on clothing, as nothing he had brought or that the giantess had in her hoard was able to fasten over his rounded gut.
“Have I pleased you,” he said wearily, hiccuping.
“You’ve done well,” she smiled, prodding at his bloated body, “But my pleasure will come with devouring you.”
Gabe looked up at her with pleading eyes. He felt ready, more ready than he had ever felt. While he had been stuffing himself he had taken his mind off the stomach cramps and digestive upsets by imagining himself held within her. He wanted nothing more than to please her and become a part of her glorious form.
“I’m ready,” he offered. “Take me!”
The giantess squatted down in front of him, her vulva spread wide and glistening before him. Her plump belly mounded above, squeezed between her well-padded thighs. He swallowed hard, feeling his cock stiffening in anticipation.
“You’ve served me very well, my pet. But now! Now you will show to me the true depth of your devotion.”
She reached for him, grasping his corpulent body in her hands. Bringing him close to her lips, her breath wafted over him, a humid breeze. Her tongue flicked out between her lips, running over his soft body, leaving slippery trails of saliva in its wake. Gabe shivered and moaned involuntarily, his cock twitching eagerly. In those two weeks of stuffing himself silly he had not once touched himself, as was the demand of his mistress. So as she held him, tasting his body with her warm, dripping tongue, he felt his entire body ache with need. His cock began to seep pre-cum already, a shameful fact that he knew he would be unable to hide.
The giantess chortled, tasting his pre-cum as her tongue slipped between his thighs and up along the base of his expectant member. She felt how his body quivered with each slavering pass of her tongue. His eagerness excited her; how novel it was to devour prey that begged to be swallowed rather than begging for their life. Her stomach growled, demanding to claim this unique meal. With her hunger rising, she tilted Gabe headfirst towards her lips as her jaw gaped impossibly wide, tongue lolling out. Gabe’s eyes widened with a mix of excitement and fear, his heart pounding so hard he felt it would burst through his chest. His cock engorged beyond what he had ever felt before, stiffly pressing into the underside of his recently acquired gut. He moaned again, wondering if he would be able to contain himself much longer.
Before he could think further, he was being shoved into the cavernous maw of the giantess, saliva dripping down like sticky stalactites. Slick, warm tendrils oozed down his back, forming runnels along his spine, between his ass cheeks, over his asshole, pooling beneath his taint. His chest and belly were pressed against his mistress’ muscular tongue, which writhed and tossed about beneath him. His cock twitched, pinned between his own body and hers. He rolled smoothly side to side as her tongue heaved like a gentle sea as slowly she began to close her jaw, pressing her tongue up between his thighs once more. He let out a whimper, his entire body alight with arousal.
Gabe felt ecstatic, as though he was being granted passage into a forbidden world. Her jaw closed loosely, teeth parted around his calves, pillowy lips closed around him. She sucked on his body lightly, sending currents of saliva rushing about his naked skin. The environment was intensely humid, causing him to sweat profusely. The hollow sound of her breath rushed in his ears as his head slid closer to the back of her throat, sensing the gentle breeze of air moving up to her nasal passage. The environment within her maw was exhilaratingly oppressive. Far more dynamic than the claustrophobically padded grotto of her womb.
The giantess slurped at Gabe’s abundant body, using her fingers now to push his feet into her mouth. This movement caused his head to begin to slide down into her throat, her uvula dragging against his saliva-sodden hair. He gasped as the dark tunnel of her esophagus became all what he could see. The sounds of her began to grow in intensity: the stuttered sounds of her labored breath, as she attempted to shunt air around his body and into her lungs; the thumping of her metered heart; the gurgling of her stomach somewhere below. This is happening, it’s really happening! Gabe suddenly felt a surge of fear coursing through his body as his survival instincts kicked in. Everything within him seemed to be screaming for him to fight back, to find a way out of this situation he had gotten himself into. Yet his desire to serve this giantess over-rode all of this. His cock ached, now pressed between the back of her throat and his pudgy belly. Sliding down further, the ridges of her throat massaged his cock, as if several hands stroked down along the underside of the head and shaft. He groaned, wishing he could reach down and relieve his swelling balls, but his arms were tightly pinned against his sides.
The giantess tossed back her head, gulping again and again, using her hands to guide the bulge of her fattened meal down her tight throat. She moaned and swallowed deeply, pulling the body of her prey deeper within her. Gabe felt his head pressing against the sphincter of her stomach puckering greedily at his scalp. Saliva washed down around him as the giantess swallowed again and again until at last he slipped down within her. His head popped out into the hollow of her stomach, his body trailing behind him. The air was stifling and acrid causing him to cough and gasp. With a powerful swallow, Gabe felt his body pressed down through the giantess’ esophagus, his cock springing forth as he fell into her belly with a heavy splash.
Falling headfirst, bile and acid washed over him. He struggled for a moment, trying to right himself, grasping at the wrinkled, pulsing walls of her stomach. When he had finally managed to curl himself up, his head in the air pocket of her stomach, he gagged and spit out a mouthful of vile stomach acid. The taste filled his mouth, his nose and eyes burning from the hostile fluids and fumes. Still, his cock throbbed beneath the foaming, yellow digestive liquids. Gabe caught his breath as best he could and looked around the dim space, everything shadowed with a slight reddish glow that allowed him to see only faint shapes in the gloom. Here, unlike within the thick embrace of her womb, the sounds of his mistress’ body were deafening. Her heartbeat thundered around him, reverberating through his own body and the bile that now bathed him. The sound of her rhythmic breathing gave Gabe the feeling of being within the belly of a whale, each breath deep and sonorous.
For a moment he simply took it all in, but soon the sizzling burn of stomach acid on his bare skin woke him to the reality of his situation. Every part of him that was submerged was tingling with a sensation that was, at first, not unpleasant. He reached his hand down to begin pumping his cock, still hard and aching. He moaned and pushed his head against the stomach wall behind him. The giantess laughed then, a hollow booming sound that echoed around Gabe and shook his entire world. Bile splashed around him as her stomach shook with the tremors of her laughter.
“Getting off to this are you,” she quipped, patting her distended belly.
Gabe coughed, his eyes tearing as bile splashed into his face. He felt the giantess’ hand running over her belly, pressing lightly against his back. He realized then that he was folded facing towards her heart. Feeling her touch only heightened his arousal, and he stroked himself faster. Feeling Gabe’s fervent motions, the giantess plopped onto the ground and spread her thighs wide. Reaching around her distended belly, she plunged her fingers into her excited cunt. Gabe felt his world shift with her movements, her arm pressing against his thigh and ass. As her movement grew in intensity, her stomach shook, tossing Gabe about. Bile splashed over him again and again, making it harder for him to stroke himself. Still he persisted, his arousal so great that he was desperate to cum. Yet the burning acids of her stomach had begun to do their work, gnawing at the sensitive skin of his cock and balls, leaving him exceedingly tender.
The giantess fell into a state of deep pleasure, her fingers rapidly pressing into her clit, vibrating against the bulb. She moaned loudly, a sound that resonated through Gabe’s own body, turning him on further. The two masturbated in near unison: the giantess to the sensation of having devoured willing prey and Gabe to the knowledge that he had sacrificed himself to a powerful being beyond anything he ever had known. The giantess’ moans echoed, increasing in their ferocity as her motions became ever more vigorous.
Her motions rumbled through her stomach, sending Gabe into a state of agitated arousal. He smelled the putrid stench of his own flesh and hair burning in the acids around him. His nerves were simultaneously on fire and going numb. While he still could feel his arms, his cock and fingers had become an overwhelming combination of searing pain and an anesthetic dullness. In fact, he wasn’t even certain if he had cum or if it was still possible to do so. Still he moved his arms in a motion as if he were stroking his cock, his mind still fixated on the idea that he needed to orgasm. Listening to the giantess’ pleasured moans only increased his desire to release, allowing his semen to pool throughout the bile around him – if it had not already.
As Gabe struggled within her belly, the giantess shuddered with orgasmic convulsions. Wetness flowed out from between her thighs, pooling onto the sandy ground. One hand resting on the mound of her belly, the other plunging in and out of her cunt, she howled out in ecstatic pleasure. She orgasmed again and again, drifting into an altered state where the world seemed to fall away around her. For a time she forgot about Gabe entirely, lost in the hypnagogic trance of climax. Within her, Gabe’s ears were ringing with his mistress’ gratified cries. He felt every shudder and shift of her body. With his body now tender from the persistent acids, each movement felt as though it would pull him apart. In the dim redness of her belly he could see faint shapes floating about him in the frothing pool. Pieces of me, he considered listlessly.
Slowly the giantess came to stillness, her convulsions giving way to deep breaths that expanded and contracted around Gabe. The walls of her stomach pushed and pulled at his body, peeling away bits of his softened flesh. At first Gabe felt alight with pain, each movement sending a screaming pain through his nerves as acids ate away at his skin and burrowed into his muscles. His nerves felt as if every single one had been lit like a slow fuse. It was then that he began to wonder if this had truly been what he wanted. He realized that the suffocating warmth of his mistress’ womb had been a comparative heaven, contrasting with the fiery hell he was experiencing within her stomach. To manage through the pain Gabe focused his mind onto his initial intention: to serve his giantess mistress and provide her with a willing meal, something he wasn’t sure she’d ever experience again.
He repeated this in his mind almost as a mantra until at last the pain gave way to an empty numbness. Where he had previously felt every surface of his body, inside and out, he now wondered if he even had a body anymore. He tried to move and found that he felt nothing, leaving him uncertain if he had actually moved at all. He tried to cry out, to speak some last words to the giantess, and only a strangled gurgling noise came forth. This frightened him and he quickly went back to his mantra: I am serving my giantess. I am her willing meal. I made a gift of myself to her. I am unlike any other meal. My body belongs to her and her alone.
Time fell away. Time became the metronome of the giantess’ heartbeat and steady in-out of her breath. Gabe felt his consciousness drifting in and out. He was aware only of sound and thought. The oppressive aromas and sensations of the giantess’ stomach had faded into a void.
Breathe in.
Pa-dum, pa-dum.
I am serving my giantess.
Breathe out.
Pa-dum, pa-dum.
I am her willing meal.
Breathe in.
Pa-dum, pa-dum.
I made a gift of myself to her.
Breathe out.
Pa-dum, pa-dum.
I am unlike any other meal.
Breathe in.
Pa-dum, pa-dum.
My body belongs to her and her alone.
I belong to her…
Gabe’s thoughts drifted as he drifted into that void himself. All thought, all sensation went dark. Until there was only the oneness of all things. His body, unfeeling, pulled into its component parts. Flesh, blood, organs, sinew, muscle, hair, bone, keratin, cartilage… Cells, proteins, fats, amino acids… Coursing through the walls of intestines that harvest what is useful. Made into her. Sequestered away into her own cells, her own flesh, her own bone, her own hair, her own cartilage, her own organs…
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I woke as the morning sun began to swallow the early mists, harvesting the dew from warming leaves. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes I looked down at my belly, still but for the rise and fall of my breath. For the first time I felt a fondness for my meal, who was undoubtedly dissolved into a slurry within my guts by then. A smile traced over my lips as I tenderly ran my hands over my well-fed belly. My pet had pleased me beyond my expectations and now, his body melted into my own, I felt a slight twinge of sadness. Not at having eaten him, but at knowing I may not find another so eager and willing as he had been. What a pleasure it had been to have him bring such rich meals to my domain, to feel him fuck me, and to devour his willing flesh.
Nevertheless, I was not one to linger long on nostalgia. The past few weeks had been exciting and delicious, but now it was time for me to move on to new hunting grounds. Gathering myself and a few items from my hoard – including my pet’s map – I set out into the sunlight.
May I be so well fed again, I thought to myself as I walked down the far side of the mountain, my plump body jiggling with each step.
Fin.