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I wasn't really intending for this one to come out as lengthy as it did but i just kept on writting and writting, this ended up being almost as long as Exactly What You Wanted, hope you don't mind, do let me know what you think about the lenght of the latest stories, i might try to keep them shorter if you find them to be too long. Anyway, hope you enjoy.

Light filtered softly through the living room curtains as three men occupied the dark leather sofa while watching a movie. Cole sat in the middle, his body broad and solid, the black t-shirt stretched across the thick muscle of his arms, his chest and the firm plane of his stomach, to his right, his boyfriend Jamie, wearing a gray t-shirt and sweatpants, he leaned against Cole, smiling up at him as he held onto the bigger man’s thick biceps, meanwhile on Cole’s left sat Jordan, Jamie’s twin brother, wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, his head tilted against Cole’s shoulder in almost the exact same posture, if it weren’t for their personalities, Cole would have a harder time telling them apart as they were pretty much identical.

“H-hey! watch where you’re touching Jordan… he’s my boyfriend”, said Jamie in a playful but also slightly possessive tone.

“What’s the matter bro? Scared he might mistake me for you and kiss me?” replied Jordan with a mischievous smirk.

Cole just lay back as the two men began bantering, his arms rested along the back of the couch, both of his large hands hanging loosely behind the twins, trying to keep his expression neutral as his stomach let out a quiet grrrlllb that neither of the twins seemed to notice.

Jordan had been doing that sort of teasing since the day he arrived, and while Jamie mostly took it as just some playful jokes, Cole had noticed something else, the way Jordan’s eyes would look at him when he stretched and the shirt rode up, staring at his stomach and the curve of his strong arms, then quickly looking away as if he’d been caught, or the faint blush that appeared whenever Cole spoke to him directly, it was subtle but also kinda obvious that the twin had a crush on him, Cole had not yet mentioned it to Jamie, well… He had not mentioned a lot of things to Jamie lately.

He loved Jamie, that part was never in question, he loved the way Jamie’s smaller body fit against his own, the way they could spend hours talking and how Jamie looked at him like he was the safest place in the world, Cole wanted to keep Jamie safe, wanted to wake up next to him for years, wanted to hear that soft voice every single day… And yet… He also wanted to eat him…

Every time Jamie smiled up at him, every time that smaller body pressed warm and trusting against his own, Cole’s mind filled with the same image: Jamie’s soft body sliding past his lips, struggling as he disappears down his throat and fills his belly, feeling the weight settle, his stomach satisfied and full of prey, Jamie’s muffled voice fading out as loud gurgling and churning took its place, turning that sweet little body into nothing but pudge… Fuck, he wanted it so badly, the mere thought made his mouth water and his stomach growl at the worst possible moments, it made him hold Jamie a little tighter at night, salivating over his smell, the delectable scent of prey within his reach, no effort would be needed, he’d just need to open wide and let his predator instinct do the rest.

The fantasy was vivid enough that Cole sometimes woke up in the middle of the night with the taste of skin on his tongue and a deep, aching emptiness in his stomach that regular food could never quite fill, and how could it? He was a natural born predator, his body was made to hunt down prey and swallow them whole, turning them into more mass on him just like he had done so many times before with all his previous boyfriends that he couldn’t bother to remember the names of, they were just food, that’s how the natural cycle goes, and yet… With Jamie it was different, he made Cole want to suppress his natural instincts, to will his hunger into something normal and manageable, but even if you take the animal out of the wild, you can’t take the wild out of the animal, despite all the food Jamie made for him, it wasn’t enough, as time went on, Cole’s hunger only kept on growing and he was about to reach a breaking point.

He could speak it aloud to Jamie, but how could he? “I love you so much I want to swallow you whole and digest you to keep you forever” was not a confession that would end well, it would end with fear, distance and the loss of the very thing Cole could not bear to lose, at one point he thought he would have to carry that hunger until it killed him, but then, Jordan had come to visit for the week.

Cole was momentarily taken out of his thoughts as Jordan shifted and adjusted the way his head rested against the bigger man’s shoulder, seems their banter was over for now, the same could not be said about Cole’s voracious thoughts, Jordan was really like another Jamie, one that could be used as a substitute… Same face, same voice, same mouthwatering soft lean body that would fit just as easily between his jaws and down his throat… The idea settled in his mind as his stomach gave a loud, hungry GRRRROOOORRRRLLLLB… This time both twins heard it loud and clear.

“You’re hungry already?” Jamie asked, smiling, “Haha, we just had lunch.”

Cole forced a small smirk, “Always.”

Jordan chuckled, “Geez bro, your man seems quite bottomless.”

Cole’s fingers gripped the back of the couch, bottomless... Yes, that was one word for it…

The three of them stayed there a while longer as the movie was finishing, talking about nothing important, Cole participated just enough to seem present, but his mind was mostly wandering somewhere else, he watched the way the twins moved, the way their voices overlapped, the features on their faces, the resemblance was uncanny, it had always been uncanny since the moment he met Jordan, but in this particular moment, it felt like an opportunity.

Cole’s stomach roared with hunger again, GROOOOAN… Jamie eventually stretched and stood up, “Alright, alright haha, i’ll go get us something good, we’re out of almost everything, do you wanna come?”

Cole shook his head and Jordan waved him off with an easy grin, “Go, we’ll behave.”

Jamie leaned down and kissed Cole, the bigger man returned the kiss carefully, keeping his hands gentle on Jamie’s waist even as his gut twisted with ache, “Be good, both of you”, once the door clicked shut, silence settled over the room for a few seconds, Jordan shifted on the couch, sitting a little too close to Cole, clearing his throat before speaking, “He’s really happy, you know… being with you.”

Cole turned his head, Jordan was looking at him with that same soft, slightly nervous look he always wore when Jamie wasn’t around to see it.

“Yeah,” Cole said, his voice lower than usual, “I know.”

Jordan’s gaze lingered on Cole’s lips, then down to where the black t-shirt stretched across his chest and arms, he looked away quickly, color rising in his cheeks, Cole watched him for a long moment, then he moved, pulling Jordan closer to his big, muscular body, “You’ve been looking at me a lot this week,” Cole said quietly.

Jordan’s eyes widened, “I… what? No, I…”

“It’s okay,” Cole’s mouth curved into a rather playful smile, “I noticed, Jamie hasn’t… But I did.”

Jordan’s face went redder, he opened his mouth, closed it, then tried to speak again, “I didn’t mean to… I mean, it’s not… he’s my brother, and you’re his boyfriend… I would never…”

“I know,” Cole cut in, voice still soft, “You wouldn’t, but you still want something, don’t you?”

Jordan went still, he could barely speak, He looked both hopeful and terrified at the same time. “I just… you’re different from anyone I’ve ever… and the way you look at him… I… I can’t help but feel…” He trailed off, clearly unable to finish the sentence.

Cole’s stomach let out a low GRRROOOORRRLLLLB… The grotesque sound filling the room, he leaned in a little more, Jordan didn’t pull back, “How about we do something about that…” Cole said, his voice had dropped into a low, rough register that was making Jordan shiver, “Just while he’s gone… You pretend you’re him… I pretend you’re him…”

Jordan stared at him, “You mean… roleplay?”

“Something like that,” Cole’s hands moved slowly and deliberately, settling on Jordan’s waist, the smaller body warm under his palm, a soft, familiar feeling that made the predator’s mouth water, “You’ve been watching me with him, wondering what it would feel like… To be him… And be with me… This is your chance to find out.”

Jordan’s heartbeat accelerated, his eyes kept dropping to Cole’s lips, and his hands began gripping on the bigger man’s thick biceps as if he was holding for dear life to a dream that he didn’t want to be woken up from, “And Jamie…?”

“Won’t know,” Cole said, “Unless you tell him, do you want to tell him?”

Jordan shook his head immediately.

“Then stay,” Cole murmured, “Be him for a little while, let me take care of you the way I take care of him.”

“O-okay...”

Cole pulled him into his lap the same way he always pulled Jamie in, his arms around the smaller waist, guiding until Jordan was straddling his thighs, knees pressed into the couch on either side of Cole’s hips, the position put them face to face, Jordan’s hands settled uncertainly on Cole’s chest while Cole’s hands settled firmly on Jordan’s hips.

Up close, the resemblance was almost perfect, the dark eyes, the soft lips, the delectable scent of prey, just the way Jordan looked at him was different, completely nervous in a way that could only compare to his first time with Jamie, it made Cole’s stomach growl again, louder this time, BRRROOOUUURRRLLLUUUG… The sound vibrated between them.

Jordan’s eyes flicked downward, “Hehe, You… You really are hungry, huh?”

“Starving,” Cole said, as he leaned in and kissed Jordan, taking the smaller man by surprise, it started slow, just the press of mouth against mouth, Jordan made a small, startled sound and then melted into it, lips parting, body leaning closer and desperate as he was finally getting what he wanted, Cole’s hands tightened on Jordan’s hips and pulled him in until their bodies were completely pressed onto each other, the soft give of Jordan’s body against the solid muscle made Cole’s greedy gut growl even louder with desperation and anticipation, GRRRLLLLLLRRRG…

The kiss deepened, Cole’s tongue traced the seam of Jordan’s lips, then slipped inside when they opened for him, Jordan tasted so sweet, so tasty… Cole’s hands mapped the lean lines of Jordan’s body under the black shirt, every soft moan that Jordan made went straight to groin and his gut, intensifying the hunger that had been building up for months.

When they finally broke apart, Jordan was breathing hard, cheeks flushed, lips swollen, moaning as Cole was thrusting his hips, feeling the massive bulge rub against his ass.

Cole’s voice was deep and rough like an animal’s growl. “Jamie… My love… My prey… Take the shirt off.”

Jordan was taken aback and hesitated for a second, his mind was becoming dizzy, not sure if what he heard was correct, he reached down and pulled the black shirt up and over his head, dropping it somewhere on the floor, the lean, pale torso underneath was almost identical to Jamie’s, soft stomach, narrow waist, the faint definition of ribs, Cole’s hands returned immediately to Jordan’s hips, sliding down until he gripped the man’s ass, making him ride on his massive bulge.

“Haaahhh… Haaahhhhh… Jamie… You’re smaller than I remembered, my love” Cole murmured, his eyes tracked every inch of exposed skin, “Softer.”

Jordan shivered, “Is that… bad?”

“No,” Cole’s gaze lifted to meet Jordan’s, Cole’s eyes were completely darkened by hunger but somehow were also filled with tenderness and love, “It’s perfect.”

He leaned in again, but this time his mouth went to Jordan’s neck, he kissed the hinge of the jaw, then lower, open mouthed and slow, letting his tongue drag along the tender warm skin, Jordan’s head tipped back with soft, helpless moans. Cole’s hands kept a tight grip on Jordan’s ass, guiding him up and down on his bulge, leaving his prey completely helpless and trembling.

“You’re so small… so vulnerable… unable to do anything… completely under my control… My Jamie… My food…” Cole’s predator instinct was finally taking over him, he nuzzled into the side of Jordan’s neck, breathing him in, the sweet smell of a nervous prey that’s already captured, with no way of escaping and nowhere else to go, except down the predator’s throat and into the waiting stomach, Cole’s lips parted, his tongue traced a slow, wet line up the side of Jordan’s throat, Jordan’s hands tightened on his chest.

“C-Cole…” The name came out shaky, “W-what are you…”

“Shhhh...” Cole’s voice was low and rough against his ear, “It’s alright Jamie, I've got you, I'm putting you where you belong, let me take care of you.”

Jordan’s breath hitched as Cole’s hands settled more firmly on his waist, He adjusted the smaller body in his lap, guiding Jordan until his head was just above the pred’s mouth, Cole looked up at him for a long moment, the flushed cheeks, the dark eyes filled with dizziness, the soft, open mouth drooling with their shared saliva, Cole didn’t see Jordan anymore, all he could see was Jamie, his stomach gave out one final desperate GLLLLOOOORRRRLLLLG… as it demanded to be filled with his boyfriend.

Then Cole opened his mouth… Wide… Wider than a mouth should open, as his jaws stretched, Jordan could see everything that awaited him, the wet pink tongue, the teeth dripping with spit and the dark tunnel of the throat leading down into the starving stomach, a soft, startled sound escaped Jordan as the realization finally hit him, his hands tightened hard on Cole’s shoulders, the bigger man’s hands tightened on the narrow waist in answer.

“Mine…” The warm breath from Cole’s open mouth washed across Jordan’s face as Cole began to lean upward and began to engulf the top of Jordan’s head, the first sensation was heat… Wet, overwhelming heat and the soft pressure of lips stretching wide around the head, Jordan made a sharp, startled sound that vibrated against Cole’s tongue, his fingers digging into Cole’s shoulders and pulling back, trying to get out, but Cole’s grip on his waist only tightened, effortlessly keeping him in place, the predator only had one thought on his mind, Jamie.

Cole’s eyes were half lidded with pleasure as he adjusted his jaw wider, letting the first inches of Jordan’s head sink into his throat, with a deep, wet GUUUULLLLP… The bulge of Jordan’s head began its slow descent down the thick column of Cole’s throat, from the outside it was visible immediately, a rounded shape pressing outward under the skin, sliding lower with every powerful contraction of muscle, with another GUUUUUULLLLLLP… The bulge moved again, growing thicker as the widest part of the skull stretched the soft tissue of his esophagus.

Jordan’s voice came out muffled and panicked, “C-Cole!... Wait!... What are you… oh fuck!” Cole answered with another long, deliberate swallow.

GUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLP…

His tongue moved slowly, completely coating Jordan’s head with saliva, tasting and guiding him deeper, ‘My Jamie, my prey, he sounds so scared’ thought Cole, shoulders came next, the predator’s hands slid towards Jordan’s arms, gripping them tightly and feeding the lean body into his own.

GUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLP…

Cole’s mouth stretched grotesquely around the wide shoulders, slobbering and soaking his prey entirely, the wet schlick sound of saliva filling his ears as more and more skin slid past his lips, Jordan’s arms were painfully forced tight against his sides by the narrowing tunnel of the pred’s throat, he kicked weakly, thudding against the hips of the bigger man, Cole’s stomach gave a low, eager GRRRROOORRRLLLLLG… in anticipation.

GLUUUULK… SCHLRRP…

He kept swallowing, the bulge in his throat grew bigger and thicker, a continuous moving ridge that traveled all the way from the hinge of his jaw down past his collarbone and into his chest, every powerful GLLLK… pushed it lower, Cole could feel the shape of it sliding deeper into him, his breathing getting heavier and his cock getting harder in his jeans from the sheer, filthy pleasure of the stretch.

GUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLP…

Jordan’s chest entered next, the soft, lean torso compressed as it was forced into the tight passage, Cole’s tongue slithered constantly, pressing, stroking and tasting every inch of skin, he could feel the frantic heavy thuds of Jordan’s heart against the inside of his throat, the smaller body was trembling hard, ‘My love… So scared, so helpless… and so completely and utterly mine… get in my stomach’.

GRULP…GLUPP…GROLLOP…GLURLK…

Cole kept swallowing eagerly, his prey’s body disappearing inch by inch into his own, until he felt it, against the underside of his tongue, still outside his mouth, something firm was pressing up from Jordan’s jeans, he was getting hard… Cole’s eyes darkened with pure lust, he shifted his grip, one big hand sliding to rub the growing bulge through the denim, Jordan jerked and made a broken, muffled sound that vibrated all the way down Cole’s esophagus, the erection twitched under his hand, swelling further despite the terror, or maybe because of it.

‘That’s it’ Cole thought, growling around the mouthful of torso, ‘I knew you’d come around Jamie, getting hard while i swallow you, like a good little gutslut knowing their place’, Cole’s free hand worked the button of Jordan’s jeans open, then the zipper, he then shoved the fabric down and threw it on the floor, freeing the hard, flushed cock, Jordan was fully hard now, twitching and leaking precum, Cole managed to curl his tongue around the tip of Jordan’s cock, stretching and dragging a long, wet stroke along the head of the shaft.

Jordan’s entire body shuddered, a desperate, muffled cry escaped him as Cole repeated the motion again and again, his thick tongue now licking from base to tip as his throat continued its slow, rhythmic work, the dual sensation of Cole’s tongue on his cock and the tight pressure of the throat as he kept on being swallowed seemed to numb Jordan’s mind, taking away whatever resistance he had left, his hips gave a helpless little thrust against Cole’s tongue, chasing the orgasm, as Cole’s own cock was straining hard against his jeans now, fully erect and aching.

GLLLLLUUUUURRRRRLLLLLP…

Cole kept going, the waist slid past his lips then the narrow hips, his mouth stretched wide around them, saliva dripping down his chin in thick strands, the bulge in his throat was massive now, a long, continuous ridge that shifted and slid lower with every swallow, Cole couldn’t get enough of the feeling, the way his esophagus stretched and then contracted around the shape of the man he loved, sending him deeper until he could feel the tight ring of muscle stretching as Jordan’s head began to enter his stomach.

‘Jamie’ he thought, absolutely drunk with the feeling, ‘My food… going into my stomach… where he belongs… need to be filled… now.’

GUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLP…

Cole’s tongue left Jordan’s cock and moved lower, finding the tight hole beneath the balls and pressed the tip of his tongue against it, circling, teasing, then pushing just enough to make Jordan cry out again with a broken moan, filthy with arousal, “Fuck… Cole… please…” Jordan’s voice was barely recognizable, “It’s too much, I can’t… ah!”

Cole kept on licking, his tongue working the sensitive rim while his throat continued the slow, inevitable process of claiming his prey, the thighs began to slide in, the thick, soft muscle compressed and then vanished past Cole’s lips, the shape of Jordan’s cock bulging through the skin, along with the rest of the full adult body obscenely sliding deeper and deeper, the sensation of Cole’s throat squeezing on Jordan’s cock was too overwhelming, he came with a broken cry, flooding the esophagus with hot spurts of cum, making his descent easier.

‘That’s my good boy… my sweet little gutslut…’ Cole’s jeans were soaked at the front from how hard he was leaking.

He swallowed again and again, the powerful contractions of his throat dragged Jordan into him with wet, rhythmic GLUUUULK… SCHLRRP… GLLLK… Until finally only the feet remained, kicking weakly, toes curling, Cole’s hands gripped the ankles, steady and firm, and guided them past his lips, and with one final, long swallow.

GLLLUUUG-GLLLLLUUUUURRRRRLLLLLP.

The last of Jordan vanished, the bulge in Cole’s throat made one last long, slow journey downward, past the collarbone, through the chest, and finally into the waiting heat of his greedy stomach, the moment the full weight settled, Cole’s belly surged outward, stretching into a massive dome, the soft shapes of Jordan’s body pressed tight against the taut skin from the inside, head, shoulders, the curve of the hips, all of it struggling frantically, Cole’s stomach let out a deep, wet BRRROOORRRLLLG… as it clenched around fresh prey for the first time in a very long time, finally full and sated.

“BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP… Fuck… finally…”

Cole sat there, breathing hard, both hands splayed across the enormous weight of his belly, the sensation was overwhelming, the soft body inside him shifting and trembling, every small movement sent sparks of pure, filthy pleasure straight to his cock, one of his hands dropped to the front of his jeans, shoved them open, and wrapped around his aching shaft, a couple of rough strokes were all it took, his orgasm hit hard, making his vision blurry, thick ropes of cum painted the underside of his swollen gut and the couch as his stomach gave a long, satisfied BLLLLUUUURRRRRRG.

Cole’s head tipped back against the couch, a long, deep sigh left his throat, inside him, Jordan was moving frenetically, the struggles slowly growing weaker as the tight walls of the predator’s stomach began to do its work, soft rounded shapes pressed outward against Cole’s palms before he gently pushed and sank them back in, followed by his stomach’s contented churning, Glllrk… churrn… glorp…

Cole’s spent cock gave one last weak twitch against his stomach, he caressed the massive, shifting dome with both hands, slow and possessive, “Jamie,” he said, voice rough and thick with satisfaction, “I’ve finally got you… exactly where you’re supposed to be… HHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP… Mine…”

Cole remained on the couch for a long time, legs spread to make room for the enormous weight that now dominated his lap and spilled heavily across his thighs, Jordan was still desperately struggling, pressing outwards and kicking fruitlessly, as each movement was answered by a tight clench of the stomach, making Jordan shriek in agony and pain as the predator’s gut was happily breaking its meal down.

Cole’s hands kept stroking slow circles over the massive curve, feeling the frantic movements under his palm slowly fade away, letting the sensation feed the lingering heat in his spent cock, his mind still lost in the fantasy of swallowing Jamie, every muffled scream, every struggle, all he could feel was his boyfriend softening and becoming part of him.

A particularly strong kick made the belly surge upward, Jordan thought he could hurt the predator, that he could still get out, “FUCK YOU… YOU FREAK… LET ME OUT… FUCKING HELL… PLEASE IT HURTS SO MUCH!”

But Cole answered it with a low, satisfied groan, “Thaaaaaat’s it,” he murmured, patting the heavy dome, “Break down for me, you’re not going anywhere.” The struggles continued getting weaker, Cole’s stomach responded with a long, bubbling CHUURNNN… that vibrated through the entire mass.

Some time later the front door opened, Jamie’s voice came through, “I’m back! Went to that Thai place you like, and they actually had the…” He stopped, his eyes locked on the couch, on the man he loved, and on the impossible, massive belly that had not been there when he left, the dome filled Cole’s lap completely and rounded shapes moved beneath the taut skin.

Jamie’s face went white, “C-Cole…?” He could barely speak, “W-what… what is that?”

Cole turned his head slowly, his expression calm and gentle, even though his eyes were still darkened by his predator instinct, one big hand rested possessively on the gut, “Come here,” he said.

Jamie didn’t move, his gaze flicked from the belly to Cole’s face and back again, “W-Where’s Jordan?”

A slow, bubbling GRRRROOOORRRLL… answered him, the soft shape of what seemed like a hand pressed outward against the lower curve, then sank back in.

Jamie’s voice cracked, “Cole… Where is my brother?”

Cole held his gaze, licking his lips and giving his belly three slow pats of satisfaction.

The bags slipped from Jamie’s fingers and hit the floor with a dull thud, he took one involuntary step back, “Y-you’re joking... Tell me you’re joking... That… That’s not poss… People don’t…”

“I’m not joking” Cole’s voice stayed calm and smooth, “I swallowed him... All of him... He’s in here right now” he gave the belly another slow, deliberate pat, the mound jiggled heavily, and a muffled, distressed scream seemed to come from deep inside, “Feel free to come check.”

Jamie’s breathing began accelerating, his face full of fear and his whole body trembling, “W-why…? Why would you… He’s my brother, Cole…”

“Because he looks like you” Cole finally confessed, “Sounds like you, feels like you… I’ve wanted to do this to you for months, every time you sat in my lap, every time you kissed me, every time you fell asleep against my chest I thought about opening my mouth and taking you, claiming you, like every predator does to their prey, but... I love you too much to actually do it… So I found the next best thing.”

Jamie shook his head, backing up another step, “That’s… You’re sick! That’s sick, Cole…”

“Maybe...” Cole was a bit saddened by Jamie’s answer, hoping he could make his boyfriend see that this was the right thing to do, inside, Jordan screamed and gave a weak kick that made the entire dome sway, “Mmmmm… fuck… but it’s done, he’s not coming back out, come here and feel him while he’s still moving.”

Jamie stayed frozen for a long moment, clearly torn between running away and the possibility of attempting something to save Jordan, finally, slowly, he crossed the room with reluctant steps, his eyes never leaving the massive, rounded shape of Cole’s stomach.

Cole reached out and caught Jamie’s wrists the moment he was close enough, he guided the smaller man’s hands forward and pressed the palms flat against the warm, soft belly, Jamie flinched hard at the contact, he could feel the movement beneath the skin, something heavy shifted, pressing up against his fingers for a second before sinking away again, a deep, meaty GLORRRRP… followed the movement.

“That’s him,” Cole said quietly, “That’s your brother, he’s getting weaker and softer, but still fighting, still trying to get out.”

Jordan’s voice came strained and muffled from beneath the skin, “BRO? JAMIE…? PLEASE HELP… IT BUUURRNSS SO MUCH… I’M SORRY… I SHOULDN’T HAVE… I SHOULDN’T HA-AAAAHHHH…”

Jamie was trembling with fear, he could barely speak, “M-make it stop... Please... Spit him back up... I-i’ll do anything just p-please… Do Something…”

Cole used one hand to cup the back of Jamie’s head and pull him closer until the smaller man’s face was only a few inches away from the predator’s mouth, “He’s not coming back up,” Cole murmured, “but I can make the fighting stop… I can end his suffering, just for you, my love…”

Jamie’s eyes widened with pure fear. “Cole, don’t…!”

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP.

The belch that tore out of him was massive, deep, wet, and reeking of half digested meat, it blasted straight into Jamie’s face in a hot, invisible cloud that made his eyes water and his stomach lurch, the force of it was so strong the entire belly convulsed under Jamie’s palms, inside, Jordan’s struggles peaked in one last frantic, thrashing surge, limbs pushing outward in every direction, a muffled, desperate shriek vibrating up through the thick walls of Cole’s gut, “Ahh... AHH... AAAAAHHHHH-GRRRRLLLLNCH…” and then, abruptly, everything went still.

The soft shapes stopped moving, the frantic pressure against Jamie’s hand vanished, what had been his twin brother, a living person, settled into something heavier, softer, and utterly motionless, a long, low GLUUUURRGLE… rolled through the gluttonous gut as the body inside went completely limp, dead weight.

Jordan was gone, the silence that followed was broken only by the meaty, obscene sounds of Cole’s stomach beginning to work in earnest, slow churns and deep glorps as the now lifeless mass started to soften and break down further.

Jamie was shaking, his hands were still pressed flat against his boyfriend’s belly, his face was flushed, his eyes wet from the force of the belch, breathing in the thick foul stench of his dead twin, and between his legs, clearly visible against the soft fabric of his sweatpants, a hard, unmistakable tent had formed… He was hard.

Cole noticed immediately, his gaze dropped, then lifted again to Jamie’s stunned face, a slow, dark smile curved on his mouth as he knew his boyfriend wouldn’t fight him anymore, “Look at that,” he said, voice deep and rough with lust, “You felt him DIE, felt him go still under your hands... And it made you hard.”

Jamie’s face flushed even redder, he tried to pull his hands back, but Cole kept them firmly in place, sliding them down and stroking under the curve where the weight had settled, “Don’t hide from it,” Cole murmured, “I felt it too, the way he screamed, the way he stopped fighting and just… became dead weight, It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever felt, BRRRREEEEAAAARRRRUUUURRRRP… Ahhhhh… That’s a good boy.”

He stood then, the massive belly hanging heavy and soft in front of him, the weight of Jordan’s dead body inside made every step a slow, deliberate shift of flesh and fluid, he kept hold of Jamie’s hand and led him towards the bedroom without another word, Jamie followed, still hard, still shaking, eyes locked on the swaying dome of Cole’s gut.

The bed dipped hard under Cole’s weight as he settled back against the pillows, the enormous belly spilled across his lap and onto the mattress with a soft, heavy BLORGLE… He tugged Jamie down with him until the smaller man was sprawled on his side, one leg thrown over Cole’s thigh, face level with the upper curve of the gut.

Cole’s voice dropped as he began to filthily whisper his dark desires into his boyfriend’s ear, “I’ve thought about this for so long,” he said, guiding Jamie’s hand back onto the belly and pressing it firmly against the lowest part where all the dead meat settled, “About having you just like this, getting you down my throat, filling my stomach, feeling your struggles until you go still, and then turning you into a thick slurry that gets pumped into my intestines, becoming one with me, my love.”

Jamie felt something under his palm, the heavy, motionless mass of what had been Jordan was softening rapidly now, reducing the body into bones and slurry, Glllrk… churrn… glorp… And then… slowly and erotically, the first thick chunks began to pump lower.

GLURLK…

Jamie felt it immediately, a heavy, rolling pressure moved beneath his hand, traveling from the stomach down into the narrower passage of the intestines, each thick, slurry filled surge stretched the soft walls of Cole’s massive belly outward in a visible, rhythmic wave.

GRULP…GLUPP…GROLLOP… SCHLURP…

Every pump sent another heavy load of what had once been his twin deeper into Cole’s body, Cole’s cock swelled fully against Jamie’s hip at the sensation.

“Feel that?” Cole’s voice was wrecked with arousal, he kept Jamie’s hand pressed right over the place where the thick slurry was moving, “That’d be you... Every thick chunk of what’s left, stretching my guts, becoming fat on my belly, my ass, and these arms you love so much, all of you… exactly where it belongs.”

Jamie’s breath was shaky, his cock throbbed hard against Cole’s thigh, leaking steadily, Cole’s free hand slid down to rub himself through his underwear, stroking slowly in time with the heavy GLRK… GLP… GULP… of slurry pumping deeper into his intestines as more of Jordan broke down and followed the same path.

“I used to lie awake thinking about this feeling,” Cole continued, voice deep, filthy and completely unashamed, “I wanted to turn you into this,” he pressed Jamie’s hand harder against the pulsing, stretching path of his intestines, “Thick, heavy sludge, filling me completely… making you mine…”

Another heavy surge of slurry pumped lower, the soft walls of Cole’s belly stretched outward under Jamie’s palm in a thick, rounded ridge before smoothing again, Cole’s cock twitched hard, “You’re mine… my sweet prey… getting hard from what i’m doing to your body…”

Jamie let out a small, broken moan, his hand feeling every thick, meaty pump of what had once been his brother stretch Cole’s intestines, the pred’s stomach answered with a deep, satisfied GRRRROOOORRRLL… as the next heavy load of slurry began its slow journey down.

Jamie’s hand remained pressed firmly to the lowest curve of the massive belly where he could feel the thick slurry being pumped, every few seconds another heavy load pumped deeper GLRK… GLP… GULP… stretching and bulging the soft walls of Cole’s intestines outward in visible, rolling surges, The predator’s stomach had begun to soften and settle lower, the once taut surface becoming plush and sloshy as more and more of Jordan was reduced into a thick, soupy sludge.

Cole’s voice was low and rough against Jamie’s hair as he kissed the top of his boyfriend’s head, the words slurring between slow strokes of his cock, “Almost gone my love,” he murmured, “Feel how much softer you’re getting? How much heavier? My sweet prey, breaking down for me, turning into more of me.”

Jamie’s breath was shaky, his cock remained hard and leaking against Cole’s thigh, the fear from earlier mixed up with a confused arousal he couldn’t seem to shut off, all he could do was flex his fingers against the warm, shifting flesh, “It’s… it’s still moving,” Jamie whispered, “There’s still so much of me… O-of him…”

“Not for long,” Cole guided Jamie’s hand a little lower, right over the place where the thickest surges were pumping, “Everything that made you a person is turning into this… Haaahhhh… Fuck… I’ve wanted this for so long…”

The pumping continued vigorously, Cole’s belly gave a deep, content BLLLLUUUURRRRRRG… as another heavy portion of slurry shifted and began its descent. The soft belly jiggled with the movement, then settled again, slightly lower than before.

Then something different moved under their joined hands, they felt something hard, a distinct, rounded shape that did not give the way the slurry did… Jordan’s skull.

Cole felt it first, the firm curve pressing outward as it was forced into the narrower passage of his intestines, his cock twitched hard and he pressed Jamie’s palm more firmly against the spot, “There,” he growled, “Feel that? That’s your head, the last solid piece of you, going deeper.”

Jamie’s eyes widened, he could feel it clearly, the thick, rounded ridge of bone and whatever soft tissue still clung to it, stretching Cole’s intestines from the inside as it was pumped slowly along with the surrounding slurry, the predator’s belly distorted outward in a clear, obscene shape, the curve of the skull pressing up against their hands in a thick, rounded ridge that moved slowly inch by inch with every heavy GLLLRK.

Cole’s voice cracked with raw heat, “Fuck… Jamie… that’s your skull… stretching me open…” The sensation was too much, Cole’s orgasm hit first, his cock pulsing hard in his fist as thick ropes of cum landed across the underside of his belly and Jamie’s body, the skull ridge surged forward under their hands, stretching the soft wall outward one last time before being pulled deeper into Cole’s body with a thick, meaty GLORP.

“BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP… OHHHHHHHhhhhh… Good boy…”

Jamie cried out at the sounds and the sensation, following his boyfriend over the edge, cock cumming untouched against Cole’s thigh, the wet heat of cum soaking into the fabric between them, their joined hands stayed locked over the moving ridge the entire time, feeling every thick pulse of slurry and bone as Jordan’s last solid remains were claimed completely.

For several long seconds the only sounds were their ragged breathing and the deep, satisfied GRULP…GLUPP…GROLLOP…GLURLK… of Cole’s greedy gut finishing its work.

Then Cole felt a slow, spreading heat under his skin, starting in his gut and rolling outward, the dome of his belly began to swell further, soft fat filled in along the lower curve, rounding it fuller, heavier, until it sagged more distinctly into his lap and onto the mattress, the skin stretched smooth and tight for a moment before relaxing into a softer, thicker plushness.

“Cole…” Jamie’s voice was shaky and dizzy. “Y-you… You’re getting bigger…”

“I know,” Cole’s voice was thick with pleasure, he flexed one of his arms, the bicep swelled under the skin, the muscle thickening while a soft layer of fat smoothed over it, making it look heavier and stronger, he watched the change with dark, fascinated eyes, “Fuck,  look at that, my love.”

His chest expanded next, the already broad pectorals pushed outward, fuller and thicker, the new fat settling, Cole ran a hand over one side, then the other, feeling the added weight and the way it shifted when he flexed, “Arms… chest…” he muttered, “You’re going everywhere.”

The growth reached his ass last, Cole shifted his hips against the mattress and felt the immediate difference, his underwear stretching tighter across cheeks that had gone noticeably rounder and softer, when he clenched, the new muscle beneath the fat flexed solidly, when he relaxed, the plush weight of it settled with a soft jiggle, Jamie’s free hand drifted down without thinking, palm sliding over the new curve as if to confirm it was real.

“Your ass,” Jamie whispered, dizzy and confused and still faintly hard, “S-so much bigger and thick…”

Cole chuckled, “Good… I’ve wanted this… no… I needed this, needed this cute little body to make me bigger… Needed my love to digest in my belly… Needed my prey…”

He turned his head and caught Jamie’s mouth in a slow, deep kiss, Jamie made a small, startled sound but opened for him anyway, the kiss tasting the dark arousal that still lingered, Cole’s newly thicker arms wrapped around him, pulling him in until Jamie was straddling over the massive belly, the new weight of Cole’s chest pressed warm and heavy against the smaller man, and the thicker curve of his ass shifting under them with every small movement.

When they finally broke apart, Cole rested his forehead against Jamie’s and closed his eyes for a moment.

‘I hope this is enough’, he thought, ‘I hope feeling him die, feeling his skull stretch me, feeling him become part of my arms, my gut and my ass… I hope it’s enough to quiet the part of me that still looks at you and wants to eat you.’

Out loud he only said, soft and honest, “You’re still here, my love, my Jamie, that’s what matters.”

But even as he said it, one of his hands stroked slowly over the dome of his belly, then down to squeeze the fuller curve of his own ass, the greedy pleasure in the gesture was impossible to miss, the gains felt good, as a predator, there’s few things he enjoyed more than watching and feeling his prey add more mass to his body, it had been so long since the last time, he almost forgot how good it felt to completely take a life, a person, and turning them into pudge, “Mmmm Fuck… I love you so much…” Cole came one last time, spilling thick ropes of cum onto Jamie’s ass and the mattress beneath them.

Jamie stayed quiet for a long time, cheek resting against the warm softness of his boyfriend’s belly, his eyes were half lidded, expression dazed and conflicted, the fear was still there, and so was the confusion, and underneath both was something else, a small part of him that kept replaying the moment Jordan died and went still, the thick ridge of the skull under his hand, the way Cole’s body had claimed every last piece and turned it into more of him… A part of him, an instinct that seemed to have been sleeping and had awoken just today, seemed to wonder, just for a moment, what it would feel like to end the same way.

He didn’t say it, he only pressed himself closer, one hand resting on the massive belly, and letting Cole hold him close with his thicker, stronger arms tightened around him, Cole released one last satisfied HHHUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOAAAAARRRRRRUUUURRRRRRP… and Jamie couldn’t help it but cum again with a soft moan, the last hot spurts soaking them both, “That’s my good boy…” Cole kissed the top of Jamie’s head and closed his eyes, predator and prey drifting off to sleep peacefully together, the only sound left in the room being their breathing and the occasional soft, contented gurgle from the gluttonous gut that had once contained everything Jamie’s twin brother used to be.