My body is flush with pleasure, one hand between my legs toying with my rigid member while the other holds a picture of my mom. She's about my age in picture. Her hair is done up in a cute bob and she has the school outfit on. It really accentuates her chest... though I'd prefer to see the other end...
Before I have more time to wallow in that regret, my mind is suddenly forced away. My perspective changes. My confines are hot, I'm naked and coated in a thin slime that tingles away at my flesh. The walls around squeeze tight as above I hear an intense belch. I can barely move, besides forcefully grinding my dick into the stomach walls. I'm in a stomach. Its melting me away into my devourer's body. Turn me into a meaty chime they'll use to plump up their curves.
A voice from outside follows the belch, I know exactly what she'll say before she even says it.
"Thanks Osamu...The entire time I've known you, I've looked forward to this very moment ever since we graduated. The moment I get to make you mine~"
That name is not mine, it's my father's. That was the voice of my mother, Ookumo. She sounds older than I'm used to for my visions, this must've been years into their marriage. As the person I'm seeing through uses his meagre room to rub at the walls of the gut. His hands are deep red and softening by the moment. He won't last much longer. The acids are enveloping his body as he voices his pleasure for being able to make her and his dream a reality. Another massive eruption of gas escapes her lips and quivers her gut,something cracks inside of my father. It hurts even me... but we're still conscious .
"Oh... wow... My tummy just kinda of collapsed in! You still there Osamu?"
She pokes and brods as my father manages to speak up, much weaker. His head is almost forced beneath the acids. He knows soon enough he'll just become protein. So with the final bit of his strength, he utters out a final Thank you. And that he'd happily feed her over and over, given the chance.
My mother giggles, vibrating my father's softened flesh. The acids rise over his head and the last thing he hears is my mother saying,"Thank yu Osamu... I wish all men could treat me just as well as you did. I'll never forget you... and hopefully you go to me bottom. It would be wonderful to have you always supporting me during work... URRAAPPPP."
And as that last belch escapes my mother's lips, the gut crushes inwards once more, and utterly destroys my father's body. My body convulses violently as it happens, pleasure wracking every bit of me as a find sweet release. My vision returns and I find myself back in my bed, I pull my hand out of my pants and stare at the thick puddle of cum sitting in it- and sigh. What was I supposed to do with these desires?
 
My name is Minoru Suzuki, I'm a highschooler who is haunted by visions of my parents relationship, especially the end of it. As I silently step out of my room to clean myself up, I hear noises from my mother's room. The door is cracked open just a bit, and i peer inside to see my mother in a similar position- though with both hands between her legs. Her eyes are shut as she stifles moans of pleasure. Not well enough though. I shift in place as I feel myself react at seeing her so overun with lust. I know with my entire heart, it's her fault I just had the vision I did. She... she's getting off to the memory of my father's digestion. She did this... a lot. At first I thought I was getting night terrors. But, I realized it was related to the normal visions I had of my young mom. But those were much more innocent. Nowadays... they almost seemed entirely focused on this singular aspect of my mother.
But... I should sleep. If I masterbate again, I may end up waking up late. And I had to make us both breakfast... Urgh, and no, I'm not going to feed myself to her.
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The next day, I quickly coop up some food for us and head to wake my mother up. The room smells faintly of sex, she's posed with her ass faintly in the air and one hand between her legs and another smooshed between her sizable breasts that functioned as cushions between her and the bed. I should find this disgusting, I should hate it... but... but...
butt...
 
My gaze is forced upon her ass. The slight jiggle as she breaths, how soft it would be to the touch... And as I think of this, my vision blurs once more... to the perspective of our bathroom. I wobble up and down as somebody hums a lovely tune-before a giant hand comes around and squishes me inwards. It's slippery to the touch, and rubs in a slick liquid all over my... round form...My perspective can't move or speak. Just jiggle...
My father is still in there, in her ass. She's showering, washing herself well. A voice is heard from outside, calling for her. It's my voice.
"Give me just a couple more minutes, dear~"
Then I'm back in my own body, staring down with my hands on my mother's bare ass, kneading into the flesh as my sleeping mother coos in pleasure. Her ass sways and lifts up a bit more. Her asshole peaking through her cheeks...
My father was still alive... in these cheeks. He ended up in his favorite place... My cheeks are crimson, and I know a jealous look crosses my face as a take a step back. My heart does somersaults. It's painful... but... I think my father wants me to journey inside. I gaze deeply into her asshole, her foulest depths... before slapping myself softly, and softly shifting my mother around to a less lewd position.
I look down at the desk where she drew her manga... noticing...several things that were very obviously NOT her normal work. A massize gut get smaller and smaller as his eyes drifted across the page. Wait... didn't that guy look like me? I... forced my gaze away and return to my mother and shook her awake. Her unaware eyes slowly gaze up at me. For a moment, she looks confused... did she think I was my father? I'm told we looked alike... but she lazily reaches over to her glasses and puts them on. A loving, motherly smile crosses her face as she says,"Oh... good morning Minoru... ooh... somehing smells good!"
She lifts herself up and I get another look at her disheveled form. Her chest free from a bra and swaying her melon sized breasts around, her panty clad ass slightly disheveled from likely being pulled up only slightly, her kind looking face masked by a messy mane of shoulder length bed head as she stood up to wander into the kitchen.
This... this was going to be a problem...
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A couple hours pass, school is over. I'm sitting inside the manga club alone with my classmate, Ninomae. In a lot of ways, she's like my mom. They're both fairly small girls. Though... even when young, my mother was far more endowed. Though... I find my gaze drifting to her own ass as she gazes out the window. It's covered in a skirt, but... as I am now... it doesn't take much to send my mind into a filthy place. Today has been too stimulating for me.
"Suzuki, are you listening?"
Oh shit, I wasn't. I try to bluff by saying of course.
"Then tell me, and humor me of course, if you had to be eaten by somebody. would you rather a lady with big curves, or somebody you'd fill out more!"
Ugh... she was like my mother in a lot of ways... both happened to be in what I discovered through Ninomae was called vore. My mother was at least kind enough to keep it to herself... Ninomae constantly talked about it. She was... too direct about her passions.
"Ugh... I'm not answering that. You know I don't share your fetish."
"Then why is your face so red~"
My head twitches away, trying to hide my rosy cheeks, after last nights dream... it was impossible to remain calm in this conversation.
"C-Cause it's embarrising!"
"Oh? Are you sure all our talks together haven't converted you?"
She wanders closer, a sly look on her face as she leans down to gaze at me in my chair. A momentarily flash back occurs, my mother in an identical position except she bends down so her face is directly in front of mine and she says to me,"Maybe now you dream of being digested. Maybe you get off on my tummy being your final rest~"
And as fast as it came, its gone, back to Ninomae, bending down and grabbing me by the shoulders. She looms closer and closer as she says,"So you're saying you don't wanna end up in somebody's gut? These red cheeks are entirely unrelated to the thought of you plumping up some cute girls curves... You know... I could use somebody about you sized in me. Maybe then I could finally pass a B cup."
She slowly licks her lips as she gazes at me. An obvious tent is pitched in my pants, my only saving grace is her attention being on my facial raction. My lips hover in a position, ready to say 'Okay'.
But I snap back, pushing her back to an arms length away and sputtering out. "I've told you, I'm not going to be your meal Ninomae! Nothing is going to change that, okay?"
She giggles softly and steps back as I pull myself closer to the table in the center of the room, her gaze relaxing. For a moment she had looked like a predatorial creature... looking for a weakness in me...I'm glad she can't see through the table now... it's the only thing hiding the massive hard on I have at becoming her food...
She sits down, a sly smirk on her face,"Okay, okay... But it is weird you keep coming back. I'd have figured you'd think I'm just that weird girl by this point. Most people don't stick around somebody who wants to eat them afterall."
"Well... when you aren't trying to get me in your gut... you are still enjoyable to talk to."
Her eyes widen in shock, a surprising amount of earnesty must have caught her off guard.
"O-Oh... u-uhm... t-thanks."
Her cheeks have a slight tinge of red, she is almost cute when she acts like a girl.
The rest of our time together is rather wholesome, thankfully. Though she does excuse herself to the restroom for a time. I Lean my chair back as I stretch out, closing my eyes and just taking a moment to breath. When my eyes open, I am not in the club room, I can no longer control myself, and I see a pool of water framed by... porcelain.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Disposal Ahead~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Familiar moans of pleasure echo through the contained room we must be in. Parts of what I am jiggle as beneath me my host stimulates something. I feel so hot as I feel something working itself within me. If I'm Here, I must be.... her ass.
As I piece together what's happening, her moans deepend as I shift away as... oh god... a log of shit starts to slide itself out from within me. Im thankful I have no taste as who I'm certain must be my mother now focuses on pushing out whatever her dinner was. And as this first chunk finds its way out, I can visibly tell it was my father. Thick acid worn bones are embedded in this turd. And there is more within. Log after log of shit flows from me, her body grows warmer and warmer and her lustful motions grow more intense as more of what must have been my father finds its way into the toilet.
Soon enough, the toilet is full. Her body siezes up in one final bit of lust as she shoots sex fluids all over his fetid remains. She lays, gasping on the toilet as I feel violated from having to release my ex father.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Disposal Mostly done~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The person hosting me finally sits herself up after climaxing, and spends a moment cleaning herself up. But... the new angles help me see. This isn't our home. This is our school and were in an open stall, I can see in the mirror across the room from her ass. The hair isn't my mother's and that body...
Ninomae's voice speaks up as a loud flushing echoes through the room.
"I loved having you with me and finally inside me, but now it's time to say goodbye. You're better off with the rest of the shit in the septic tank~"
 
My vision fades and I open my eyes, oh god I'm gasping for air and I can feel the disgusting mess in my pants. Before I have a moment to myself, the club room door opens and in walks Ninomae. Back from her bathroom trip. There was no way I saw...
 
My confusion must have been fairly visible as she stops after stepping inside. "What's wrong? You seem really worked up... Don't tell me mentioning the bathroom got you so flustered?"
 
I... I couldn't compose myself. I needed to leave. Now. I tried to grab my bag quick and rush out but I tripped myself up and end up barreling straight at Ninomae. And to my abject horror, after a moment of pain and falling, her face was right over the mess I'd made in my pants. As she collects herself, she almost immediately gazes at the lewd stain that must have been there. She lets out a small gasp and... and..
I push her off and blast off. Today was... too much. She was NEVER going to let me live that down. How the hell was I going to get through this. The entire way home I deliberate what to do...
And I finally give in. I hate that I want it, but I really do. I shiver slightly as I admit to myself that I do want to be digested, just like my dad. Was this being made in lust? Is my dad influencing my mind now? I really don't know, but I want it so bad. I'd been containing it before but it was far too strong.
The only question is... who do I let eat me. Ninomae or mom... I... I need time to think....