Tracy looked at her classmate Stephanie with a sideways frown.
 
"So you're saying he's...not really fucking you anymore?"
 
Stephanie was staring out the cafeteria window, nodding solemnly, with a pissed expression on her face. "Yeah...it's just, like, we don't seem to be into it anymore...and I'm so fucking scared that he's going to end up leaving me or fuck someone else, you know?"
 
Tracy took a deep sigh, and crossed her arms. "Well, we ARE in college. It makes sense, seing as he goes to a different campus. You don't get to see each other as much, plus with the homework and shit, and then there's work."
 
"Tell me about it. Being an adult just fucking sucks when all you want to do is try and keep your boyfriend's dick happy and your relationship together."
 
Tracy laughed, but Stephanie wasn't smiling. Tracy kept it all in, but she thought to herself 'This bitch's priorities are wack, I can see what he-'
 
"What would you do?" Stephanie interrupted Tracy's immediate train of thought, and she was caught off guard, releasing her arms from her chest.
 
"Me? Well..." Putting her finger to her lips, she thought for a minute, and then a slow, sly smile crooked upon her lips. "From what I've heard in Cosmo...if the sex is getting stale, they suggest that maybe you should 'spice it up' a bit, y'know?"
 
It was Stephanie's turn to laugh. "Believe me, I've tried with him. I've asked him before, after, and during sex if he's at all interested in anything weird, or whatever, and he gives me that same fuckin' 'nope' or 'not that I know of.'" It wasn't that Stephanie would have been weirded out too much by that sort of thing, at least as long as it wasn't something extreme, like those faggots online that are into scat and god knows what else. She scrunched her face up, thinking how could such gross stuff could be worth watching, let alone masturbating too. "God...if he's into anything gay I swear to god I'll get him reformed or something...ugh."
 
Tracy had to fight a little to keep that sideways frown from appearing again on her face. She had heard from other students about her beliefs; she was a little crazy with the gay hate. It wasn't that she was super christian or anything, she just had some vendetta against them. She heard that she had been like that ever since middle school, and if anything gave her an excuse to hate on someone, she had did it. Although, that was all a while ago. It seemed as if a lot of that had calmed down since then, but this was one of those rare occurences where you could see it still lingered a bit with her.
 
Stephanie adjusted her short long bangs out of her eyes. "Well what kinky shit would you do then?"
 
This was her chance. "Have you ever...considered..." She paused for effect...
 
"...a third?"
 
Silence. And then Stephanie's eyes widened. "Youuuuuuu want to-"
 
"No no no, haha" Tracy laughed, shaking her head, knowing that she would have went that route. "Not me, stupid. Someone ELSE. You know, look around? Hit the bars? Try the internet?"
 
Now it was Stephanie's turn to frown. "I don't know...I don't want any queers fagging up my boyfriend. What if they turn him gay or something?"
 
"Then pick a queer girl!"
 
"I...guess...that might turn him back on to me..." Stephanie thought for a minute. "You know what? I'll ask him. See who he would like."
 
Tracy sat back while she texted, and smiled faintly. She slowly opened her phone, and texted a friend of hers as well.
 
***
 
Tracy had suggested they try the site OkCupid, and put themselves in as a couple looking for someone to "have some fun with." Stephanie was wholly embarassed about the whole thing, so Tracy offered to take over the profile for her.
 
It was only a week until they started getting replies from all kinds of people.
 
"Ugly. Ugly. Fat. WAY too fat. Ugly. Eh. Ugly." The mouse went with a strong CLICK every time Stephanie made her judgement call heard.
 
"Hey she wasn't too bad-"
 
"Honey she looks like a fucking tramp."
 
Jon frowned. "Baby I thought you said you wanted my input on this too. How are we supposed to do this if we don't do it together?"
 
"We CAN do it together. That's the point; DOING IT TOGETHER, but with someone else along. Just no whores. I can't stand whores. Like this ho," she smacked the mouse with another click of her finger. "God why isn't there any--oooooooooooooooh...someone's popped up and it says "He's watching" us! Ha! Let's see em."
 
A tall, dark haired man stood in the picture. His hair was a dark brown, and shaggy a bit. He was wearing a black, long sleeved shirt and a pair of tight fitting jeans. And he was quite attractive, as Tracy and Stephanie squealed.
 
"Ooooooooo...now that's what I'M talking about!" Stephanie smiled, and Jon beside her rolled his eyes and sighed. Steph looked at him smartly, and touched him on the shoulder. "What? Not up for another guy joinin us?" Jon looked at her as if she had suddenly turned into a jar of jam.
 
"Huh? I thought you hated gay guys?"
 
Stephanie's eyelids lowered to a seething look; "I DO hate fags. But see," she said, pointing at the picture with her mouse, "it says here he's bi. Which means he's only HALF disgusting. Plus most of these people on here look like crack addicts and rejects. This is probably the best we're gonna get. Annnnnd..." She jumped up in the air in an excited yelp, "He lives only 20 minutes from us! Omg omg I am so messaging him right NOW!"
 
Jon just shrugged. Really he was indifferent about the entire thing. He loved Stephanie, and she had been right, their relationship had stagnated a lot in the past few months. At first, he was repulsed by the idea of another guy coming between them. But Stephanie had assured him after her message to this stranger that it would most likely not be weird at all. And if it was, they'd just find someone else. As for him being a guy, they just needed him there to keep them interested in each other.
 
"Well...I'm not touchin any dicks...just sayin."
 
***
 
The fateful meeting had approached Friday night. They planned to meet for dinner at a nice place (not nice enough to spend too much money, but enough to be impressionable and polite), and then they would go back to Stephanie and Jon's place for some drinks and to get to know each other more.
 
When he appeared at the resturaunt, he was a very enigmatic guy.
 
"Nice to mee you all. My name's Jason."
 
The entire night he was very sweet, and Stephanie and Jon's nervousness completely melted away. He was very funny, and had them laughing all night with stories of his journey over, and some of the dumb things he did drunk. Of course he was questioned about his sexuality, to which he answered easily, "It's just a thing. I don't take it too seriously, but everyone seems to make it such a big deal around me. I think mainly because I just seem to act so straight it completely takes everyone by surprise."
 
Stephanie nodded in agreement, "Yeah I totally would have taken you for a straight guy. You're just so...I don't know...not...gay?" He smiled, shrugging, "That's what they ALWAYS say...until I break out the Scissor Sisters!"
 
They all laughed at that...until Stephanie asked who that was.
 
"Never mind," he said, smiling sweetly at her, "Just some band." He continued to look at her, and it took Stephanie several minutes to realize that she was gazing a little TOO long back at him. She immediately looked at Jon, but he was looking across the room. When she saw what her boyfriend was looking at, her expression changed from worry to irritation. His eyes were locked on the waitress's ass. She immediately felt no problem locking eyes back on Jason.
 
"So, Jason...do you like hot tubs?"
 
***
 
A half hour later, they were all jumping into the hot water, screaming with laughter and splashing water over the edge. They had drank at the resturaunt, and before had talked a bit more after they had arrived, drinking more and laughing at the jokes that Jason had to tell. Now in the hot tub, Stephanie's face flushed, and her gaze caught Jason's. She was feeling too good and he was much, much much too attractive of a brown haired shaggy boy for her to not resist scooting next to him. Jon, of course, moved over as well, and the two fo them sat on either side of him, taking gulps of their drinks.
 
Jason did nothing but smile, looking out ahead at the rooftops to the night sky, and the big moon above. He took a sip, and looked to either side of him. He then started to laugh, and said what was on his mind immediately:
 
"You two are REALLY drunk!...Wow...you must be really worried about this third guy thing, huh? Or am I that ugly you gotta make me nicer looking with liquer-goggles on?"
 
This was partly why Jon and Stephanie found him so funny. Depsite how he had just met them, he was a really cool guy who seemed to fit within any situation. "No, no, on the contrary, I think..." Stephanie looked down through the water at body, and slowly back up to his face "...that you're pretty hot."
 
Jason instantly smiled. "Aw, thanks! I think you look pretty hot yourself."
 
"I agree with her...no homo," said Jon, and everyone laughed.
 
"Wellllllllllll..." said Stephanie. "Jon. Have you...ever kissed a guy before?" Jon's girlfirend's smile was sinister, and Jason looked at him as well, with a smile and a surprised look on his face.
 
Jon was a bit far too gone in the alcohol to let the question bother him. He smiled. "Nope."
 
"Remember Jessica's party? The tailgate? And you and I got so hammmered you wanted me to make out with Madeline?"
 
Jon's smile started to fade a little. "Yeah...so....what?"
 
Stephanie quickly looked at Jason, and then back at her boyfriend. "Well? You owe me. So you two, you do it. Make out. Now it's MY turn to watch!" She then laughed drunkenly, almost spilling her drink into the hot tub as she did.
 
Jon sighed, but his inhibitions didn't make him feel all that bothered by what he was about to do. Jason on the other hand smiled at him. It was then that Jon had really taken a look into Jason's eyes. They were a really nice soft hazel. It made him feel kind of warm inside, kind of like the alchohol, but like the alcohol warmed him up more the longer he looked. And it was soft, gentle kind of warmth.
 
That's when he felt Jason's hand in his, and his other on his shoulder. Jon jerked away a bit, shocked, but Jason just smiled a little more, and moved closer. His medium length long, shaggy hair was dripping from the water a bit from where they had splashed him, and as he moved a little closer, Jon took in more of his features. His face was a little flushed from the alchohol, and his cheeks made his face appear a little boyish. But it was somehow...alluring...and his lips were light red, and as he moved closer to him, they parted. That smooth skin of his body was against him first, that light tanned hand and arm rubbed the side of his face, and then came his lips to his.
 
Jon didn't expect the kiss to be enjoyable, even though the arousal of his approach told him otherwise. He didn't expect the kiss to be like kissing a girl, or, even more surprising, a little more...he couldn't think of the word...'experienced?' The way his tongue moved in his mouth, he couldn't help it as he lightly moved his soft, plush lips lock his upper in such a soft and sensual light of touch. It was so...seductive. He had leaned against him, lightly but quite firmly pushing his right hand against his chest, against the edge of the hot tub, whilst his left brushed and tingled his skin with his fingers, and caressed his hair, and the outline of the lobe of his ear. Jason's mouth was so sweet, almost like sugar to his taste. Jason's lips were crippling Jon, fallling to his sides, and the warmth that he had felt before was now erupting inside him. He had a chill of goosebumps all along his arms all the way behind his shoulder-blades.
 
What the hell was happening?! That mouth...it was ghostly, how it moved across his own, to his chin, down the neck, and oh...oh! Jason's hand moved down from his chest, quickly towards his waist...
 
"WOOOOOOOOOOOW..."
 
Jon had jumped, as if awoken from a dream at the interruption.
 
Jason stopped, smiling, and turned. Looking past him, Jon saw that his girlfriend's jaw was wide open.
 
He was then aware of his surroundings, and immediately stuttered. "I-I'm not...I'm not..."
 
It was then that he noticed where her hand had been. Stephanie noticed too, and pulled her hand from under her bikini bottom. Now it was Jon's turn to scowl. "And here I thought you hated gay shit. What now, looks like you get off of it as well."
 
Jason looked surprised, looking from one to the other of his new drunk friends. "Well...is that true?"
 
Stephanie looked horror struck. Then she frowned, adjusting her bikini bottom a little more as she stood up out of the water. "Yeah. So what? Jason's just...showed me something I'd never thought about seeing you...as...um...yeah. That was pretty hot." She laughed nervously.
 
Jason then started forward to her. "Well...I would be a terrible guest if the 'dessert' I brought was only for him, wouldn't I?"
 
His eyes were on her, and her lip trembled a little as she smiled with complete, unabashed nervousness. Her black hair was plastered straight down the sides of her head. She was looking up at him like a little girl. He took her shoulders in his hands, and moved in to kiss her.
 
Boiling jealousy erupted within Jon immediately in that moment. Yet the thing that kept him back was when he tried to identify that VERY feeling! Wait a minute, he thought. Am I...I am jealous that he's kissing HER, right? Not...not that he's not...
 
"I'm not gay," he whispered angrily to himself, watching them.
 
And then, just like her, he was lost in their embrace. He was watching her, her reception of him, and the passion of their lips moving. His insides were immediately warm with the thought of that being upon him not to long ago. It was intense to watch, happening to someone else...so innocent, and light...and soft, but hard and passionate. Like the hard thing in his pants.
 
Jon adjusted himself in the hot tub, and in his drunk mind began to stroke himself. It was as if he were watching a porn, and his girlfriend was the star. He didn't know why, but watching as he expertly pulled off her bikini made his cock like a diamond, and how he moved his hands over her breasts. He closed his eyes for a bit, and then, opened them as he felt a hand on his, which was the one grasping his cock. Jason's smiling face was in his own, and his lips were upon him immediately, and he was lost again in that hair and mouth and sweet taste and musk of Jason.
 
It was then that he realized part of the attraction of Jason's kisses; they were sweet, but they were large. His mouth would open to allow his tongue, and it felt almost as if, when Jason sucked on his tongue, that he would suck him right into his mouth. Such was his firm and strong pull upon his face, that he let gow of all but his tongue, and let him suck it like a popsicle. Jon almost felt that he would be swallowed up by those sweet, soft lips.
 
Jason had brought Stephanie over to the two of them, and put him and Jon together. They kissed...and it was almost immediate...they wanted Jason's mouth back. But he wasn't in the mood. In fact, his mood had changed slightly. His grip was much more firm, and stronger than they remembered. He forced Stephanie's back against the wall of the hot tub, whilst pushing Jon on top of her. And then he started on Jon's back with his mouth, and in cohesion, Jon began on Stephanie's neck. Slowly Jason moved his lips and hands all over Jon's back, one of his largest weak points. It was then that Jon was doing things he didn't realize he was doing, and that he had never done before. He was moving like crazy all over Stephanie, kissing her, but not as if it was her...it was as if it were him. His hands were so firm and soft, and moved down to his waist...and Jon found himself moving along with it. And something behind his balls tensed up...and he arched his back, and he finally moaned.
 
It was a long moan. But the tone was higher, like a gasp. He had his hand over his cock.
 
And it was then that Jason's sweet, warm breath was in his ear. "You're mine." He felt him squeeze his junk from outside his shorts, and with his other hand, firmly shove him harder against Stephanie.
 
She had already drunkenly gotten off her underwear, and it was then, breaking away from the ecstacy, that Jon realized that Jason's hand was pulling his trunks down as well. Jon whipped around, about to push him off of him, when Jason's mouth was already on his, pushing him back into his girlfriend's naked embrace. He felt her cool tits against his back, as this man moved his weight on top of the two of them.
 
He had them trapped there, naked, with Jon sandwiched in the middle. He's got me right where he wants me, Jon thought, as Jason's mouth moved down to his nack, and bit him on the surface of the skin of his neck so firmly and tightly that he gasped, trembling and certain that he would break the sking. It felt so close to breaking, his jaws, and hands moving all over him and his cock; he was powerless. He felt like a wild antelope, with a cat-like predator's jaws clamped upon his neck. And that's when he noticed it; Jason's cock,raging and pressing against his perineum, which caused it to tighten for some reason.
 
He's...he's gonna fuck me, thought Jon.
 
When he had let go of Jon's neck, Jason pulled his shorts down, revealing his raging cock, and moved it in against Jon's asshole. It took some pushes, but he had gotten it in, and he had already turned him around to face him at Stephanie, who by this time was half awake by the whole ordeal. She immediately awoke though, when Jon more or less found himself inside of her. Together, all three were linked, and were inside each other. But it was Jason who was pushing, with the surprising strength that he had displayed before not letting up. He thrust into Jon, and Jon winced, yelling out painfully but at the same time in ecstacy between the loving pleasure it brought to his prostate, and the wet, soft flesh of the vagina of his girlfriend, who too gasped. They kissed each other with each slow, long, powerful thrust, and the hot tub water rocked with them, splashing over the side in torrents as Jason pumped into Jon's tight, virgin hole. The couple's tongue's were partly out, and salivating as their cheesks were flushed bright red from the heat of the tub and the sex, and as Jason thrust into them harder and faster, it was obvious that they weren't fucking each other. Jason was fucking them both, at the same time.
 
With a low, thunderous growl of a moan, Jason gripped Jon's hips with both hands, and came with his final thrust deep into his asshole. Jon could feel the hot semen fill him up inside, and looking down at the girl who was his girlfriend, he came as well. At this moment, Jon knew exactly how he felt. He felt dirty. He felt slutty. And he felt sexy all at the same time. This big, powerful man had made his ass his, and had filled him with his seed. He had effectively made him his bitch. And had fucked him. Fucked him right over, and into his own girlfriend. It was the most demoralizing, and arousing experience he had ever had. As Jon orgasmed, he opened his mouth, his muscles spasming and paralyzed, unable to move, whilst his face had been cushioned by Stephanie's pillow-like fleshy breasts. He came hard in her, whilst Jason held his arms, still in control, still with his thick cock deep inside him. "Yeah...that's it," he heard Jason say, "Cum for me."
 
Jon fell upon his girlfriend, the two of them so exhausted from the ordeal. Jon panted, and couldn't move a muscle. That had taken everything he had out of him. As he lay on his girlfriend's chest, he listened to her heart beat, and felt so fucking good he couldn't believe it. Randomly, her stomach grumbled, and he smiled.
 
And then he stopped smiling. Because he realized that hadn't been his girlfriend's stomach that had made that noise.
 
Weakly, he turned around, and saw Jason with a hand on his belly.
 
"Uh oh. It looks like all that exhausting excercise made me all hungry again." He smiled seductively at the two of them.
 
Jon smiled. "Well, we got food in the fridge, if you want any. We've got plenty."
 
Jason didn't move though. He just continued to look at them. It was a similar look before, when he had first come to kiss him. Except this time it looked...hungrier.
 
"No, Jon, I think not. You see, I told your girl Stephanie that it would be rude of me as your guest to only share my dessert with her, as well as you. Remember?"
 
Jon looked at him curiously. "Wha-"
 
"Hey whassssssssss goin on...?" Stephanie burbled from her face being half under the water and pulled herself up a bit, her eyes still closed. Her head flopped on his shoulder. "That was good," she mumbled, still half asleep, but smiling a little at the water. "Can I have some more 'dessert' Jason? It was gooooooooooood."
 
Jason laughed, and Jon found himself smiling a little. He felt incredibly ashamd to admit that he agreed, most assuredly more than his girlfriend had. What he had felt was incredible. "Baby," he moved her, and shook her a little. "Hey, hunny...haha...god you're so wasted." She began to wake up a little bit, and look up at Jason, who was walking toward the two of them. The couple were laying down against the tub, too lazy to stand like he was doing. His cock was under the water, but he brought it right up between her breasts, and the happy trail that lead from it to his belly button, which was now in front of Stephanie's face. Suddenly, Jason's belly erupted. GEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!
 
Stephanie cracked up at this, laughing forward, almost splashing her face into the water. After she stopped, she then hummed a moan to herself, and moved up to him. "Mmmmmm...you sound hungry for my dessert..." She immediately began to make out with his stomach, which protested it's growls and burbles as she pushed her face and lips upon it, assualting it's surface and his belly button with her tongue. She was QUITE drunk.
 
Jon wasn't watching her. He was looking at Jason's belly. It wasn't toned, or had any abs. It stuck out a bit, but not enough to ellicit the words 'fat' or 'chubby.' It was just a normal belly, but one that he held his hand against, and looked down at the two of them with that sexy grin of his.
 
"Oh yes Stephanie...I would very much enjoy you as my dessert. That's how polite hosts should treat their guests. I gave you my dessert, now it's time for you to give me mine."
 
And it was then that he grabbed her.
 
It all happened, Jon had thought, so fast, but in reality, it had taken several long minutes. He had watched as he pulled her into her mouth. Jason's tongue had first gone into her mouth, almsot like a gag more than a kiss, and the rest of his lips and head enveloped her inside of his enormous mouth. She moaned at first, the first minute too stupid on the alcohol to realize what was going on, and when she did, her moans slowed into long, and then longer drawn out and gradually louder screams. Jon couldn't move. He was frozen in awe, fear, and a sickening disgust, as he watched Jason shove Stephanie's shoulder's now into his throat. Stephanie had been in his grasp, motionless, but now she thrashed violently, and he moved his now thickening neck upward to allow gravity to help her on her way down. Each swallow illicited another scream from her as he went: GLURK...GLURP...GORK...GLURK...
 
By the time Jon had any sense of the fact that he should be doing something, he had gotten down her ankles, and his belly, which hadn't been that big before, was expanding to the size of a human being to compensate the large meal that he was shotgunning down. Jon pulled himself up, running over to stop Jason, just as he watched his girlfriend's feet disappear between those sweet light red lips that he had kissed before. The large, bulging lump of feet that spread Jason's neck out GLURKED and GLORKED with it's contents, the flesh moving underneath from her struggles, and his muscles working her in a better position to send her on her way down to her gut.
 
Just as Jon was about to yell at him to let her go, he heard her muffled last scream before Jason finally swallowed the last of her legs to join her.
 
"You...you ate her!"
 
Jason crashed down into the hot tub, a huge splash rocking over the side, and sending a wave across both sides, knocking quite a bit of water out of the tub. This allowed Jon to see just how large Jason's stomach had become, as it was right above the bubbly water, coming up to Jason's lap.
 
Jon walked up, and touched the taut skin. It moved against him, her kicks and struggles quite apparent through the skin and fleshy prison of the confines of Jason's enormous gut.
 
"I can...I can't believe this...you...you ate my girlfriend..." Jon started to get angrier as he said this. "You ate...you ate her! YOU ATE MY FUCKING GIRLFRIEND YOU FUCK! SPIT HER OUT RIGHT NOW!"
 
Jason did nothing but laugh.
 
Jon moved to hit him right in his laughing face, but Jon was too quick. He grabbed his arm, and pulled him close. "I don't think that's going to work on me Jon..."
 
Jon could feel her inside him, as his waist and crotch were against his stomach. He started to get a tiny bit aroused, but he ignored it. "Oh really," he said, swinging his other fist. Jason caught that one too.
 
"Yes. You know why?"
 
Jon shook his arms angrily, trying to free themselves from his grip, but Jason just stood up in the hot tub, as if his pushing with all his might was doing nothing to him against the force of him standing with the weight of a human being inside him.
 
"Because you're my bitch, remember?" He pushed him down on his knees in the hot tub, and Jon felt powerless to stop him. He coughed, the water getting in his eyes, and his mouth. And has he hacked, he heard next to him the continued screams and cries of Stephanie inside the belly. Jason leaned back, sitting on the side of the hot tub, and looking at the sky.
 
"It was so nice to meet and consume the bitch who ruined my life in highschool."
 
Jon looked up incredulous. "W-what? What did you say?!"
 
Jason smiled at him again, his now darked hair wet from the water dripping down his smooth, lightly tanned body, and down the sides of his enormous girth of a stomach, which moved and still screamed. "JONATHAN! JOOOOOOON! GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
 
"It's pretty simple really," said Jason, patting the side of his taught belly. "I am not from your world. You see, I come from a planet were we are just like you...but we have a special ability to eat things a little larger than ourselves. It's quite the adaptation. Also our digestive systems, and enzymes are much different than yours. But the important thing is, I ate your girlfriend simply because she made life a living hell for my friends and I back in highschool. It was so simple for me, that I only decided to lie in wait when the time was right. We live ridiculous long lives, so it wasn't that difficulty for me to wait for my meal." He looked down at his gut. "We have a powerful way of seduction to other creatures, especially you humans. And our saliva contains a faint narcotic that adds to that effect."
 
Suddently, the enormous gut of Jason stopped making noise, and movement altogether; it had shuddered immediately to a stop. And then, quietly, but growing louder, Stephanie began to moan.
 
"Ah...that would be her beginning to feel the effects of my kiss again...and the digestive juices starting up as well." His stomach began to undulate, and make it's digestive sounds. GLORP GWEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGLLLLEEE.....GLURP....GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.....
 
Stephanie's moans began over taking the gurgling of the massive belly, crying out louder and louder. Yet this time instead of being in pain, or fear, she screamed out in ecstacy.
 
"I am digesting her, but painlessly. We are not without sending someone off the right way..."
 
Jon realized that his stomach was very, very fainly shrinking. The sides of his gut were getting softer, and the sound of the groaning and gurgling gut were getting louder than poor Stephanie's moans of pleasure.
 
Deep inside the confines of Jason, she was quite in the mose intense ecstasy of her life. She could think of nothing but the sweet warm confines and the white goo that caused wave upon wave of orgasms upon her body and mind. She was paralyzed as the white digestive soup began to melt her. It didn't hurt at all, and the juices were like paint; thick, and goopy...almost like they were what she was turning into...
 
She lifted her hand in the darkness, and wiped it on her face, and she smiled, enjoying the sensation as she melted like a piece of chocolate in a pan...
 
Outside the stomach that was making quick work of her, Jason moaned. He held the sides of his now softer getting stomach, and belched loudly. "UUUUUUURRRRP...oh god...it's been so many millenia since I've had human...I forgot how much of a number it does on the system. She's so damn lively in there...and it's...aaaaaaaaaaaaauuuughhhhh...oh god..." Jason doubled over, holding the sides of his still round but softening ball of a gut. "It hurts...J-Jon..." He looked at him, with pleading eyes...those eyes...and Jon found himself moving towards this...this thing that had eaten his girlfriend, and his hands touched the soft, rippling belly. It was...really fucking soft to the touch. Almost like Stephanie's breasts, except a bit firmer..."It just needs a bit to go," he thought, and began to instantly rub. A low, relieved moan escaped from Jason then. "Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh....yeah....that...right there Jon, oh yes, you're girl's right there just-" He took hold of his hand, and pushed it against a bulge that Jon could feel with his palm. It felt like a knee, or elbow. It must have been jabbing him in the side, because he could feel her beating it against the fleshy stomach wall. He then began pushing it back, and a loud GLORP sounded, and Jason immediately reacted. "BURRP-auuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnmmmm...fuck...that felt good..." Glurk, Gwerrrrrrkkkkk....Slorp went Jason's stomach.
 
Then Jon felt Jason's hand on the back on his head, and pushing him down upon the belly. A roar of digestion engulfed his ears. He could also hear her low moans inside of the organ, and Jason growled. "Now you listen to that, and think to yourself, "I don't want to end up like her. Instead, I'd rather end up being Jason's cum-slave because that would be better than being digestive slop in some sexy man's stomach, right?" A loud GLOOOOOOORP erupted between the two of them, and Jon looked at the now much more softer stomach. He thought about his girlfriend, how they had shared so many memories together, the times they talked about having a future together, having kids...and Jason's engorged, sloshing, fat dome of a digesting machine was turning her into nutritious goo for him to absorb. He could still hear her; her ecstacy having mostly ended, since her body was mostly the dominant form of sloshing fluid in the stomach.
 
Inside, only stephanie's upper body remained, and she was exhausted. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth could barely move to speak, covered in the saliva and white slime that was all over. She could barely move, her arms being completley dissolved into the rich, thick white soup that was once her sexy body. In the dark churning walls that slowly churched her around, making loud squelching noises as it slowly digested her like her own warm jacuzi, she weakly called out his name. "Joooooooo....Joooooo...nnnn...."
 
And outside, Jon began to cry.
 
"P-please...please...let her out. Please..." He sobbed, falling upon Jason's belly, which gurgled at him reproachfully in response to his pleas. "Please, let her go..." He looked at Jason, who looked back impassively. Tears welled in his eyes, and his bottom lip trembled as he begged. "Please...don't digest her. Please let her out. I love her."
 
And Jason...smiled, and stood up. His belly was about as big as a woman 9 month's pregnant, and he took Jon's face in his hands, and pulled him close, kissing him deeply upon the mouth. Jon's mouth reacted, and although his eyes burned furiously with tears, he kissed Jason back with such incredible passion, and fervor, and passion, that his body, his wasit, and his cock all pressed against Jason's gurgling ball of a gut that whined and glurked in pain as it was smooshed between the two men.
 
Inside the hot, oppressive organ, Stephanie was losing conciousness. Her confines within the organ that was furiously breaking her down as food was getting smaller and smaller. She was up to her neck in the hot, wet, slimy wet soup that was what was left of her body. But she still continued to call out her boyfriend's name.
 
Jon was pushed away from Jason's lips, the tears still streaming down hot and wet from Jon's face as he cried. Jason's eyes softened a little, and then he shook his head. "I'm sorry Jon. It's far too late, and besides...that kiss said otherwise. You don't love her. You love me. And I think she needs to know that."
 
And with those words, Jason pushed Jon down to his knees, and forced his cock into Jon's mouth. Jon gagged, almost throwing up because of the gag reflex. "Now suck my cock like a good girl should," demanded Jason, and Jon did just that. His lips moved across Jason's shaft, and he hated that he liked the musky taste of it in his mouth. He also hated how his girlfriend sat digesting right in front of his eyes.
 
Jason moaned with pleasure as Jon slurped his cock, and he thrust his hips into it rhythmically. As he did, Jon began to cry again, for he heard the sound of the SLOP, SLOP, SLOP of the digestive organ rocking what was left of Stephanie to pieces.
 
And as she succumbed to that beast of a belly that slurped her down deep below into the confines of his gurgling intestines, Jon heard her final call of his name in the indecipherable message between her dying voice, and the massive groan of the man's massive stomach:
 
"JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNN..............GRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..............."
 
The End