Bianca, aka
Texas_Treat, teased me over and over again about becoming a preyslut’s pudge, being so low on the food chain that I was just a meal of a meal… She is such a hottie and I knew she would probably be a smelly pile before long, so I finally gave in and let her swallow me. It was two or three days after christmas, and I was feeling generous. But as she began, she took my reformer necklace and smashed it, and I began to panic knowing that my life depended on having it. She ignored my pleas to stop, and proceeded to fold me into her tight stomach to churn. I begged for my life, but she ended me, shitting out my remains and flushing them just as casually as one would do with any piece of food, and left my soul as a ghost bound to her ass, the lowest place a person can be in the food chain, a perma-gut-slut’s perma-pudge. (Written by
Cloned_Tay_1)
Good thing I made clones…
Just another marginalized person experiencing homelessness in the USA!
Wait, that’s probably too real…
Here, have some porn of me with blonde hair.
I guess this counts as a self-insert character.
Experienced roleplayer, feeling selfish and wanting to be dominated and devoured, you already know the deal. Turn me into tits?
Here to be someone’s gut filler, I miiiiight eat someone if they’re cute and I can perma them or tease them about it.
I have recently discovered that my belly can turn people into tattoos! (magic, duh)
Let’s just say that this heavy-ass necklace is some sort of magic alien reformer device or something. I want to exist in a fantasy setting where vore is common.
You can probably convince me to be perma-pudge. (Lol she wut)
Ciao, losers!
Miss me?
Cloned_Tay_1 is just like me.
Story developments, as updated by my clones.
The First Five
I participated in a study involving
Mass_Produced_Meals, where I taste-tested their synthetically-generated human prey. I sent a couple of whiny redheads down to churn first, but the most memorable was Mary, a delectable girl who slid down effortlessly and played with herself as my body claimed her. the next morning I woke up to discover their souls had become tattoos around my belly button.
I was approached on the street by a naive bimbo named Kim, who asked if there was any way she could help me. As nice as it was that this random thot wanted to be kind and feed the less fortunate, the best part for me was feeling
Kimberly_Crunch and settle into mush inside my stomach. Judging by the smile on my newest tattoo, I’d say she enjoyed it too.
I was panhandling outside a dusty tavern when a voluptuous adventurer approached me, asking if she could help. I thought for sure that she would try to gobble my ass up, but as fate would have it I managed to take her by surprise and send her into my stomach. I gotta say she was the largest meal I’ve ever had! And if I get ate and happen to see
Heather_in_Heaven, I’ll have to return the favor.
