A DAY IN THE LIFE OF ... DYLAN
 
The alarm clock was buzzing and finally succeeded in waking Dylan up. "Alexa - alarm off" he mumbled. He'd had quite a night last night, managing to break a few 'records', and now just wanted to stay in his very oversized bed. He loved the feeling of being comfy, loved the feeling of his silk sheets, loved the feeling of his fluffy pillows, loved the feeling of his bursting bladder - *Fuck* he thought.
 
Lying in his massive bed you wouldn't have noticed much different about the young man, until he moved of course. Without opening his eyes or leaving the comfort of his pillow, Dylan started walking over to his en suite bathroom, his long body following showing dozens and dozens of ripped abdominals. He stopped at his urinal (all the boys rooms had a urinal and normal toilet in them - their cocks were too long and kept getting in the way when they sat down, so mum and dad fitted urinals in so that they didn't need to worry) and started to piss from his two magnificent cocks. His head and upper body were still in the bed feeling nice and relaxed as he emptied his bladder, then he turned his legs around and sat down on the other toilet for a dump. A smile came across his face as he started to shit, knowing how many guys he had managed to devour last night at his 'vorgy' - *a new record, but I think I'll do even better next time*. After a few more minutes, he finishes on the toilet and uses the automatic bidet to clean up before walking his legs back to the bed.
 
"Dylan, time to get your backside out of bed" his mum shouts from the other side of the mansion - *how can someone so tiny have such a loud voice* Dylan thinks.
 
With a moan he throws the covers off, revealing that special body. There were plenty of multiab guys in the multi community, most with just a few extras 10 - 14 packs, with a handful having anything more than 20. The Scott Brothers all had at least a 30 pack, but Dylan really did push the limits. A full 100 pack of abs lay chiselled over his elongated frame. He might be 23, and has thought about them every day, but still he showed a little grin thinking about them. Like a serpent, he made his way out to his balcony for a stretch, opening the doors with his legs still sitting on his bed. Breathing in the fresh air his started to walk his lower body over to join his head and shoulders on the balcony, at the same time stretching his body to it's full height. There he stood for a few seconds, feeling the air on his naked body (who sleeps in clothes anyway?), his head actually higher than the roof of the mansion - all 19 ft 8 inches of his body on display.
 
He heard someone come in to his room and felt a pair of arms hug his lower body. "Morning gorgeous," he heard Alex, his boyfriend, say. "Morning big guy" he said back, looking down at Alex's face with a smile. "Just thought you might want 'those' taken care of before we head out today", Alex said, pointing to the two long cocks sticking rigidly out from Dylan's crotch. "Only if I get to take care of yours", Dylan said. "Of course", Alex said, "I've saved it for you!" The two boys got themselves into their usual morning position, their long bodies coiled around each other in a unique 69 position. Alex started jacking off Dylan's two beanpoles whilst Dylan jacked off Alex's one massive cock. Dylan might have had two pythons in his pants, but Alex's was something to behold - in fact, Dylan reckoned that he hadn't seen another cock as big. The two boys chatted as they jacked each other off, this was just a part of their morning routine, so they discussed the plans for the day - shopping in the morning, flying out to one of the MultiTours resorts in Spain with Mum and Dad to just check everything was running smoothly, with a little 'party' arranged for Dylan at night. Both boys blew their loads at the same time.
 
Alex tapped Dylan's lowest 6 pack and said "c'mon big boy, time to get showered and dressed." "Oh I suppose" Dylan said. Both boys stood up and Alex went back to his room to wash and get dressed. Dylan went into his special shower room - he was too tall to have a 'normal' shower so Dad had designed a special shower for him. It was basically a circular bath with multiple shower heads above it, allowing Dylan to get washed in the same time that a normal person could. Being circular he could reach all his parts without any strain. He finished washing and dried himself before walking himself to his wardrobe. Selecting a nice pair of jeans that showed off his taut ass, as well as his 28" waist, he then picked out a crop-top that covered his chest but let his abs be seen by everyone.
 
Dressed and ready to go, his stomach decided that it needed to be full. With a rumble that could be heard in the next room, it announced it's hunger. As if on cue, Fergusson (the butler) knocked on the door and said "Master Dylan, your breakfast has been placed in your ante-room." Dylan smirked and thought on how efficient Fergusson was - it was like he was a mind reader.
 
Dylan went to his ante-room and there, just as Fergusson said, was his breakfast. It appeared that he was eating light this morning - Mum obviously decided that we needed to get on with the schedule. Quickly looking over what he had to eat, 3 massive body builders, each over 300 pounds, plus 10 watermelons and 20 litres of Orange Juice. He smiled - he still couldn't believe that all these guys volunteered to be his meal, some of them even paying for the privilege. "Dylan, we're waiting on you" came Mum's shout from somewhere in the house. *Oh well, looks like I won't get to enjoy my breakfast* Dylan said. With a strength that few on the planet could match, Dylan picked up the first body builder and swallowed him whole with a gulp, then picked up the other two and swallowed them at the same time without even straining himself. He lined up the watermelons and simply opened his mouth and slithered towards them like a snake, swallowing all 10 in a row, before gulping down the orange juice. With a satisfied burp he looked down at the bulge in his upper body. Tut tut, he thought, this just won't do. Concentrating, he squeezed his upper abs and compressed the bulge back into a normal shape. In little under 3 minutes he had managed to devour over 1,200 lbs without so much as a single strain on his figure. God he loved this body.
 
Breakfast eaten, Dylan walked downstairs where the rest of the family were waiting on him. "Look who finally decided to join us", Grant said, sporting a large bulge on his own stomach. Dylan had been teaching Grant how to vore and he was getting good at it. "What did you have for breakfast then? Finally made the big move onto other guys?" Dylan asked. "Nah, I just had an cow this morning - nothing too big. I'm still not sure I want to move on to something that can talk back to me..." Grant said. "Fair enough" Dylan said, "I know it's not to everyone's taste".
 
Mum then took charge and started shifting everyone along. "Remember, we need to leave here at noon, so don't dilly-dally down the town for too long". "Ok Mum", Dylan whines, before rushing out the door with Alex. Sitting in front of the house is one of the stretch humvees they imported from America. They jump in the back of the humvee (it's driven by one of the staff) where Alex sits with his arms around Dylan, while Dylan puts his arms around Alex's shoulders. Although the humvee is long, Dylan still needs to fold himself to fit in. They drive down the town chatting about what they are going to buy - Alex looking for the latest games for his PS5, whilst Dylan wants to get some new clothes. They could have simply sent out a staff member to do this for them, but where would be the fun in that - especially seeing all the norms' faces as they walked about in their super bodies...
 
As they arrive at the shopping centre, the stretch humvee already draws looks from the passers by. As the staff member gets out to open the door, there are audible gasps as Alex steps out, the bulge in his sweatpants leaving nothing to the imagination, as his stretched t-shirt shows off his long, muscular body. At 9ft 2in he dwarves the norms, but he himself gets dwarfed by the serpentine body of Dylan as he steps out of the humvee. A clear 10 feet taller than Alex, and with the crop-top showing off his endless abs, Dylan smirks a cheeky smile as he knows that just looking at his body has already caused several of the norms to cream their pants...
 
The two boys walk in to the centre, heading in their different directions - Alex to the games store and Dylan to the menswear store. In the main concourse, Dylan was able to stand up straight, having a chat with one of the food cart guys on the level above before folding his body down, twisting it in a spiral, to bring him down to a more manageable 8 ft tall to fit into the clothes shop. On seeing Dylan, a lot of the shoppers pointed and stared, which only helped to boost Dylan's narcissism. He had used this shop many times before, so much that the staff were on first name terms with him. He looked at some nice crop-tops (anything to keep his abs on display) and a nice shrug with some feathers that caught his eye. He also looked at some polo shirts and a few other fitted shirts (Mum wanted him to dress for the occasion sometimes...) as well as some jeans and trousers. He grabbed a few and went into the changing rooms to try them on. As he was in the room, one of the staff members popped their head in the door - "Hi Dylan, do you need some help?". Dylan recognised him, it was Freddie, his 'favourite' dresser. "Sure Freddie, I could definitely use some 'help'" Dylan grinned. Freddie came in and closed the door. He started helping Dylan to get undressed and as Dylan stood naked Freddie whistled, "Boy, I would kill for a body like yours. I've seen it so many times and still it makes me so hard..." Freddie's bulge certainly put some emphasis on that last part. "Well, maybe I can help you out with that", Dylan teased, wiggling his eyebrows.
 
Moving over he starts undressing Freddie, ensuring that he carefully lays down his clothes (don't want to crease them, as Freddie needs to go back to work after this!). As he pulls Freddie's boxers down to free his above average cock, Dylan admires his tight body, nice pecs, six pack, biceps. Of course they don't match his own (who could) but they were still as hot as any he had seen. Dylan opens his mouth and takes Freddie's cock right to the hilt (nothing for someone with no gag reflex, who regularly swallows large 'things') and starts sucking, slowly massaging the cock with his very long, forked tongue. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck" breathes Freddie as Dylan starts moving up and down his cock, before slithering that long tongue out of his mouth to massage Freddie's ass. Through teeth gritted with absolute pleasure, Freddie moans as he lets his balls shoot their load. Dylan drains the lot, leaving a tiny bit on his lips as he pulls off Freddie's cock. Dylan gives Freddie a little kiss, with a taste of his own cum, and says "perhaps you can help me out too?". Freddie looks over to see Dylan's monster cocks standing erect. Without a thought he opens his mouth wide, wider than would seem possible, and swallows the two cocks. You see, Freddie is a multi too, but one who can remain hidden in plain sight. Freddie's uniqueness is an extra tongue, and an extra throat at the back of an extra large mouth cavity. Each of Dylan's cocks goes down one of Freddie's throats, and Dylan, who by now has coiled his upper body around behind Freddie, is fascinated as he sees Freddie's neck bulge out to nearly twice the size, with one of his cocks on each side. This turns Dylan on so much that it doesn't take long for him to shoot his load into Freddie's welcoming mouth. As Freddie's taut abs start bulging with the amount of cum that Dylan produces, Dylan kisses the back of his neck and whispers his thanks to him.
 
Withdrawing his cocks from that magic mouth, Dylan and Freddie get to business, trying on clothes, seeing which tops go best with which bottoms, suggesting shoes etc.
 
Both leave the changing room fully dressed again, looking as though nothing had happened. Of course the manager knew everything that happened, but he knew that Freddie enjoyed it, and also that Dylan would pay big bucks in the store with that kind of 'service'. True to form, Dylan left with over £1,500 worth of clothing in a few bags, and met up with Alex (who got the games he was looking for, as well as his own 'service' from a very helpful staff member!). They jumped back in the humvee and headed straight for the airport as they were running a bit late - Mum had already been on the phone shouting at them.
 
On arrival, they went straight to the private jet. Of course, being the size they were this wasn't just a tiny puddle jumper but their own 747. After boarding they all sat in their specially made seats. Mum and Dad took the upstairs whilst the boys had the full length of the down stairs. After a spot of lunch (not too much for Grant or Dylan as the captain wouldn't allow too much weight, so Grant just had a horse and two sheep while Dylan had 6 full grown men) the boys settled in for a nap whilst they flew to Spain. They were woken up as they landed, the heat hitting them as soon as they opened the cabin doors. Three private limousines sat waiting to take them to the hotel. Sam travelled with Mum and Dad whilst Alex and Dylan travelled in one and Grant and Luke travelled in the other.
 
When they got to the hotel, Mum and Dad went to do the inspection with the resort manager whilst the boys headed to their rooms. Alex and Dylan were sharing, which meant that the bed would be quite substantial to take both of their sizes and weights, especially after what they had planned for tonight. "You have planned everything, haven't you?" Dylan asked Alex. "Yep. Should be even more people than last night." "Oh yeah. And they've all signed the waivers?" "Yep. No comebacks from any of them." The waivers had been created by the legal department after Dylan had swallowed his first human. While the human had agreed, the family sued MultiTours. Thankfully they settled out of court, but the lawyers decided to put a waiver together that had to be signed by anyone who wanted to be eaten by Dylan. In the 18 months since then, Dylan had shown to have a ravenous appetite, with at least 15 people swallowed on a normal day, more when he was planning a 'vorgy' - the legal department had the count at approximately 8,520 eaten so far. Yet all of those calories consumed still hadn't added a single pound of fat to Dylan, whose metabolism just seemed to absorb them up.
 
"Fuck Alex. I'm getting horny just thinking about it" Dylan moaned. "Want me to take care of it?" Alex asked. "Oh no. I'm saving myself for tonight. No dinner for me either - I'm breaking the record!"
 
The boys relaxed in their room, playing games on the PS5 and snuggling with each other. Eventually, the time came to get ready. Mum and Dad knew what was going to happen, so stayed well clear. The other brothers and Luke were off out to dinner in a nice restaurant (all you can eat, to keep Grant happy!). Alex and Dylan got dressed in some sexy clothing and made their way to the hotel ballroom, which was closed for a 'private party'. As they entered, the whole room went silent - it wasn't every day that you saw someone like Dylan enter a room - and you could almost hear the boners stretching upwards. "C'mon guys", Dylan called out, "this is meant to be a party." A cheer went up and the music started. Alex secretly locked the door - no need for anyone accidentally getting eaten when Dylan starts - and simply started fucking the nearest guy to him. Dylan did the same, but with the nearest two guys, while stretching his upper body over to another three guys, sucking one off and jerking another two. Taking this as a hint, the whole mass of the room started turning into a pile of writhing flesh, each cock finding a mouth or ass to fill. Eventually, after a few hours of drink and cum flowing, Alex came up behind Dylan and started to fuck him with his telegraph pole of a cock. Dylan knew that was the cue and started swallowing the nearest guy. Whilst some of those watching looked shock, others started pushing their way forward to be chosen next. "Don't worry guys, I've got room for everyone" Dylan smiled, before picking up a couple of guys who were fucking each other, and who looked like they were continuing to fuck each other as they went down his throat. Dylan, then stuck his long tongue out and wrapped it around another guy, bringing him slowly to his gaping maw and swallowing him without another thought. One after one the guys kept going down that throat into the endless abs of Dylan, the bulge in his long stomach growing every minute.
 
Just after 2am, Dylan uses his tongue to grab a sleeping guy on the other side of the ballroom and, with his tongue still sticking out, says to Alex "Looths, li' he'th the latht one" (Look's like he's the last one!). Alex, who has cum into Dylan 4 times since the vorgy started, and is starting to show signs of fatigue, looks around the room and says "Yip. You've done it. You actually beat your record about 1am, but you were enjoying yourself so much that I didn't want to interrupt." Dylan swallow the sleeping guy with a gulp and slithers his upper body over to Alex and give him a kiss. "You really are the best boyfriend in the world. How many did you invite, out of curiosity?" Dylan asks. "Oh, we had 65 guys in here, not including you or me." "Fuck. I've just eaten 65 guys? I feel fantastic. Let's see if I can make it to the room..."
 
Dylan manages to get up to his room, although he has to use the stairs as the lift won't carry the combined weight. The two boys get to the bed and Alex notices that Dylan's belly has already started to shrink. "That is fucking hot." Alex says. "I know something else that's fucking hot" Dylan smirks as he coils around Alex and starts to smother him with kisses all over his own stretched body, before guiding one of his cocks to Alex's ass. "How have you still got energy after all of that?" Alex laughingly asks. "I don't know. Maybe it's just the sight of you" Dylan purrs. Dylan then fucks Alex, while kissing him all over, swapping to his other cock when his first blows it's load. Eventually, the two boys are exhausted and fall asleep on the bed, as outside the sun starts to rise. His last thought of the day, Dylan thinks *I wonder if I can break that record tomorrow...*