Wedding Night + Story (Patreon)

The reception had wound down hours ago, it had been a perfect night. Derek stood in the doorway like a wall of muscles, his thick arms cradled Alex against his chest as if the smaller man weighed nothing. Alex’s arms looped around Derek’s neck, his face pressed into the warmth of his shoulder, Alex smiled softly with giddy disbelief of the day.

I’m married, Alex thought, heart fluttering... To him.

Derek was a predator, ruthless, hungry, Alex had seen him in action before... and still he said I do. Having a pred for a husband will be safer, he told himself numerous times, he’ll keep the others away, no one would dare touch what’s his.

Derek carried him through the room without a word and laid Alex gently on the bed. Alex smiled up at him, still half-laughing under his breath. “You really carried me all the way here, you're so romantic.” Derek smiled with genuine fondness. He leaned over Alex, undressing and then caging him with his thick arms, “Told you I’d take care of you.”

Alex prepared himself for a night full of passion with his husband, as they kissed tenderly, he reached up, fingers sliding into the thick beard, then lower, running his fingers across Derek's warm hairy body, until reaching his belly. Derek’s eyes darkened, he inhaled deeply, scenting Alex’s cologne, the kiss got deeper, more desperate, they panted heavily once they separated, a string of saliva connecting their mouths, not a single word until Derek's stomach gave a low, hungry grrrrrlll.

Alex felt it against his palm, he laughed softly, “Hungry already? We just had dinner.”

“Mmmm” Derek’s voice had dropped an octave, he leaned closer to Alex, whispering into his ear, “Different kind of hungry.”

The tone made Alex’s heart stutter and he went still, “D-Derek…?”

Derek looked directly into his eyes, the fondness was still there, but there was something else... hunger... possessiveness. He grabbed Alex by the neck with both hands. “You thought marrying me meant you’d be safe from every other pred out there, didn't you?” he murmured, “That I’d scare them all away and keep you all to myself” his thumb brushed Alex’s lower lip, “Well... you were right about that last part.”

Alex’s smile faltered as chills went down his spine, “Y-You’re joking.”

Derek’s answer was a slow shake of the head as his stomach growled again, louder, impatient. Glllorrrrp…

Alex tried to push Derek back and free himself from his grip, he could feel the steady thump of the bigger man’s heart getting quicker and eager, “D-Derek, come on... we’re married, you don’t… you wouldn’t... d-don't you love me?”

“I would, and i do love you.” Derek’s voice was gentle, “Been thinking about it since we met, i needed to make you mine in every way that mattered, keeping every other pred away so no one else would ever get a taste”, he leaned in and pressed a deep, slow kiss to Alex’s mouth, soft, thorough, loving. When he pulled back, a thin strand of saliva connected them for a second, “I’m the one who gets to keep you forever... You're mine.”

Alex’s trembled and struggled, “Derek... please...”

“Shh” Derek nuzzled the side of his face, “I’ll make it good and slow, you won’t feel anything but my love.”

Alex’s voice cracked, “I-I don’t want to die...”

“You’re not dying, you’re becoming part of me” Derek’s stomach let out another deep, hungry bwwwooorrp, he licked his lips, “Now be a good boy for me baby... let me taste my husband.”

Alex tried to twist away, but Derek’s arms were iron, his terrified whimpers were cut short as Derek's mouth closed over his head, the interior of his mouth was hot, wet and tight. Derek’s tongue dragged slowly across Alex’s head tasting the faint salt of nervous sweat and the residual cologne, Derek hummed in pleasure, the sound vibrating straight through Alex’s skull.

Alex’s hands scrambled against Derek’s chest, fingers tangled in thick chest hair, he kicked weakly. Derek only groaned around the mouthful and pulled him deeper with a long, wet GULP. The bulge appeared in Derek’s throat immediately, the clear outline of Alex’s terrified face pushing the thick column of muscle outward, the shape slid lower with each deliberate gulp, stretching the skin of his neck in a slow, obscene wave. Alex’s shoulders followed, forced inward by the rhythmic constriction, Derek tilted his head back as he let gravity help him claim his husband.

Gluuuulk… Schlrrp… Glllk

Alex’s muffled cries vibrated against the inside of Derek’s throat. The predator’s eyes half lidded in pure satisfaction, he could feel every shape and every frantic little kick that only helped force the rest of the body deeper. The bulge traveled steadily downward, Derek’s hand stroked his throat, feeling the shape of his husband move under the skin. When the last of Alex’s feet disappeared past his lips, Derek sealed them with a soft, wet sound and swallowed hard one final time, GUUULP.

The long, continuous bulge slid the rest of the way down, passing through the tight ring of the lower esophagus, then dropped heavily into the waiting stomach with a thick BLORGLE, Derek’s belly ballooned outward, the previously flat, muscular abdomen rounding into a heavy, taut sphere, the outline of curled limbs and a tucked head pressed visibly against the stretched skin for several long seconds before the stomach walls began to settle around their new cargo.

Derek panted heavily, eyes rolling back, he then tipped his head back against the pillow.

“BWWWOOOOUUUURRRRP…”

The belch was long, deep, and wet, a faint mist of Alex’s cologne escaped with it, Derek wiped his mouth with the back of one hand and looked down at the massive swell of his belly, he rested both hands on it, feeling the frantic, movements inside.

“There you go,” he murmured, voice thick with satisfaction, “Right where you belong.”

Alex’s muffled panicked voice rose from within, “Derek! please, let me out! I can’t... it’s so tight!”

“I know” Derek rubbed slow circles over the massive curve. “It’s supposed to be, you’re mine now, all of you.” He shifted lower on the bed, the heavy gut resting between his spread thighs as another thick belch rolled up.

“UUUURRRRAAAPH…”

The stomach walls tightened in answer, kneading, compressing, Alex’s struggles grew more frantic for a short time, sharp elbows, desperate pushing, then gradually weakened as the air inside grew thinner and hotter. Derek continued the slow, affectionate massage, occasionally lifting one hand to push back the visible imprint of a hand or the curve of Alex's head pressed against the inner wall.

“You’re getting quieter,” he observed after several minutes, “Good, save your strength, not that it’ll help.”

Glllorrrrp… bwooorrp…

The digestive process was already underway, warm, thick fluids filled the chamber, coating Alex, softening him, the rhythmic contractions grew stronger, rolling from top to bottom in slow, powerful waves, Derek sighed, eyelids heavy, one hand idly petting the shifting surface of his gut.

“Feels good... having you in there, knowing you’re not going anywhere... Ever.”

Alex was still fighting, even if his movements were weaker, “I loved you...”

“Don't be sad baby, here, let me show you how much i love you” Derek rolled onto his side and was now laying on all fours, the heavy belly hanging between his spread thighs. Then, with a low growl of intent, he began to rock his hips.

The first thrust was slow, his thick cock throbbing hard from the sheer satisfaction of having his husband digesting inside him, the motion made the enormous gut compress against the mattress. Inside, Alex felt the sudden, crushing squeeze as the stomach walls closed in on him.

“Nngh... Derek... stop!” Alex’s voice was muffled, strained and weak.

Derek only grinned and thrust harder.

He set a deliberate grinding rhythm, hips rolling, cock slamming against Alex's shape, the full weight of his belly slamming down with every downward push, the impact was wet and heavy, Squelch… thump… glrrk… Each time the gut hit the mattress, Alex was folded tighter, ribs creaking, limbs forced into awkward angles, the stomach churned in answer, with thick digestive fluids sloshing loudly around the struggling body.

“Feel that?” Derek panted, voice rough, he braced his forearms onto the mattress and kept humping, slow and powerful, face contorted with pleasure, his belly compressed, rebounded and compressed again “That’s me loving you, fucking you into slurry, my love.”

Alex’s reply was a choked shriek that vibrated through the gut wall. Derek felt the shape of Alex's ass press hard against his cock, he grinded gently, feeling it for a second, “Oh baby... you sure know how to make your husband feel good...” it wasn't long before the next crushing motion, the predator’s eyes half-lidded in pure, dominant bliss, he could feel every frantic twitch, every desperate attempt to brace against the walls, only for the next roll of his hips to grind that meat like a living press.

Gluuuurch… GRRRRLLLLNCH…

A thick belch forced its way up mid thrust, Derek didn’t stop moving, he simply groaned around the release, the vibration traveling straight all the way up until “UUUURRRAAAPH... Fuck, you taste good, wish i could eat you again.”

He picked up speed, the mattress creaked under the weight, his cock was hard and throbbing, leaking against the sheets as he rutted with single minded focus, his gut bounced and slapped with crunchy, meaty sounds. Inside, the pressure was relentless, Alex’s body being folded, compressed, the air punched out of his lungs with every heavy impact, bones breaking under the force.

“That’s it baby” Derek growled, hips snapping harder, “Feel how small you are in there, how easy it is to crush you.”

Alex’s struggles grew weaker while Derek’s thrusts became longer and deeper, he ground his hips in slow circles, pressing the full weight of the gut into the mattress and holding it there for long seconds before releasing and slamming down again, the repeated crushing turned Alex’s remaining movements into helpless twitches, hard CRUNCH sounds continued as Alex's bones gave under the relentless pressure.

“You’re getting quieter,” Derek panted, sweat beading on his hairy chest, “Good boy... Just let me break you down, you’re already halfway to being nothing but pudge.”

He kept going, humping, grinding, crushing, until Alex let out a final scream that was cut abruptly by a thick CRUNCH. Derek came all over his gut and the mattress as Alex's weak struggles faded into stillness, pure dead weight, Derek slowed down, finally stilling his hips with a long, satisfied sigh, he rested his forehead against the pillow, one hand draped possessively over the massive gut.

“BWWWOOOOUUUURRRRP…”

A deep, slow belch of pure satisfaction, he rubbed his belly slowly, feeling the softened mass and the bones of his husband, “There” he murmured, loving and tender, “No more you... just more me.” Derek laid back again as the gut settled low and heavy, “That’s it,” he whispered, “Finally mine, I’ll take care of you baby.”

Hours passed in the quiet room, Derek sprawled on his side as he slept, deep inside, the last of Alex’s form had been reduced into a thick mix of heavy slurry and bones, Derek felt the first powerful contraction as his stomach began to empty itself, a long, wet glllllurch rolled through his middle, the heavy contents were being forced downward into his greedy intestines. The sensation was immediate and filthy, Derek woke up, catching his breath, his cock, which had softened after the earlier rutting, twitched hard against his thigh.

“Fuck…”

Another strong pulse pushed more of the remains deeper, he could track the movement, thick, warm sludge traveling lower, filling his intestines, stretching them from the inside.

Glrrrk… bloorp… schluuurp…

Derek’s eyes were half lidded, a deep moan escaped him as his cock fully hardened again, he rolled his hips once, slow, grinding the heavy shaft against the soft underside of the gut that still contained what was left of his husband.

“Even after being turned into pudge you still find a way to pleasure me... such a good prey husband” he whispered, voice deep with arousal. The bones came next, smaller pieces moved first, ribs, fingers, the pelvis and eventually Alex's skull, stretching the intestinal walls as they were forced along. The sensation made Derek's cock throb hard enough to ache.

Derek sat up carefully, he wrapped one hand around himself and started stroking in time with the gut’s contractions, matching every wet glllorp and schluuurk as more of Alex was driven deeper into his bowels, his free hand stayed on the belly, fingers pressing and kneading, feeling the remains shift and settle lower.

“God, you’re filling me up... BWWWOOOOUUUURRRRAAAAPH…” a long, deep belch forced its way up as the stomach continued emptying. Derek’s stroking sped up, he could feel the intestines expanding, coiling tighter around the heavy slurry, beginning the final stages of absorption as his muscles began to grow. The knowledge that his husband was being turned into ass fat sent another hard pulse of arousal through his cock.

The process continued for a long, filthy stretch of time. Every strong contraction that shoved more of the remains lower made Derek’s cock leak harder, he stroked himself through several near orgasms, deliberately slowing each time so he could stay on the edge, savoring the sensation of Alex’s body adding to his mass, becoming thick and fat. By the time the last heavy pulse emptied the stomach, Derek was panting, sweat shining across his hairy chest and his new soft curves, he gave himself a few final, rough strokes and came hard across his own stomach, thick ropes dripping onto the mattress, a final, soft belch escaped him.

“Urrrp…”

Derek smiled, eyes half closed in pure, sated contentment, his arms were thicker, his chest was broader, the dense hair stretched over fuller pecs, his belly that once had abs, now curved outward in a permanent, heavy swell, soft enough that it jiggled when he shifted, and when he stood and turned to catch his reflection in the full-length mirror, he saw the extra plushness that had settled across his ass and the backs of his thighs.

Derek ran both hands down his sides, then cupped the new gut and gave it a slow, satisfied squeeze. It gurgled contentedly under his palms as he smiled at his reflection, “That was the best wedding night i could have asked for,” he murmured, “You look good on me baby, i knew marrying you was the right choice.” He climbed back into the bed, settled on his side, and draped one heavy arm over the full curve of his stomach, a final soft belch escaped him as he closed his eyes.

“Bwwwoooorp… good boy...”