Marital Just Deserts
 
 
Richard got home from work not more than two hours ago and was currently walking round and round in circles at the living room, lost in deep thought.
 
He was a mature and, he thought so until recently, happily married man. The truth was that he found out that his sweet and beautiful wife, Emery, was cheating on him with her personal trainer. At first, when a friend told him, he simply couldn't believe it. His relationship with Emery was perfect and they were soulmates.
 
But doubt and fear won him over, so one day he stealthly followed Emery as she drove to her personal trainer's house, and was greeted with an intimate kiss. He was devastated. Richard's love for his wife was enormous, but he saw everything he needed to see. But he didn't react for two weeks. For two weeks he pretended to Emery that everything was alright.
 
During that period, every time Emery treated him with affection he felt more betrayed, and now he couldn't take it anymore. He was just waiting for his unfaithful wife to arrive from what he intended to be Emery's last visit to her lover.
 
Finally, the woman arrived home. Richard looked at his wife and was so struck by Emery's beauty that he almost forgot her ofense. She was wearing boots and very tight pants made of black leather, a red shirt with a large cleavage that showed a lot of her bra and massive breasts that weighted down her relatively thin frame and an unbuttoned jeans jacket over it.
 
"Hi, Dick! I forgot you got out of work earlier today!" Said Emery with a big smile. "I have some great ideas for what I'll cook you for dinner today!"
 
"Oh, what a coincidence! I was thinking about dinner too," Richard took out his wedding ring and throwed it away. "You know Emery, I'm really, REALLY hungry, and was thinking about having some unfaithful bitch!"
 
"D-Dick, love, what do you mean?" Emery started to sweat as her husband grabbed her shoulders. "I don't understand, I...oh no, not this! L-Listen, I'm sorry! It was just a little thing on the side, okay?? He means nothing to me!"
 
Emery started to despair when Richard opened wide his mouth close to her face. He was a predator, although not a very prolific one. He ate employees that failed to meet the expectations of the company he worked for, but that was a really rare thing to happen. Richard also tried to be very professional about it, and his undying loyalty to his wife always prevented stiffies when he ate hot-yet-clumsy secretaries, from ingestion to excretion. He would enjoy his meal this time, though.
 
Richard swallowed Emery's head, and the woman was instantly paralised by fear, wich made the rest of the process much easier. He made his way through her shoulders and arrived at her chest, and used his tongue to play a lot with it. The texture was divine and the taste beyond description. Being able to delay it no longer, Richard gobbled his wife's award-winning, saliva-soaked, bra-protected tits and lifted his prey up.
 
The woman's thin frame plus gravity made Emery slide quickly through her husband's esophagus and into his awaiting stomach. Richard's belly suddenly expanded, popping his shirt's buttons and revealing his hairy gut. The man wiped the saliva that was dripping from his chin and looked with vengeful satisfaction at the result of his voracity.
 
"I should have done this at our first date, then you wouldn't have a chance to break my heart and throw away all of our history together!"
 
"B-Babe, I'm sorry! I wasn't in my right mind!" Emery was fighting intensily inside the stomach walls. When Dick got home after eating somebody at work she would always rub his belly and make him a tea to help digestion, so she was familiar with the organ's strenght when it came to turning people into mush. "Are you really going to end me because of a little lapse?! Me, your wife of years?!"
 
"Well, it wasn't a little lapse at all! It wasn't a one time affair! I would forgive you if that was the case, but no, you've been cucking me since you met that guy! But I'm not going to argue anymore, Emery. Just shut up and digest, you reaped what you sowed," Richard started then to ignore his wife's pleas, and was silent until he heard the bell ringing. "Well, took them long enough!"
 
Richard answered the door and saw a young pizza delivery girl holding a pizza box and staring at him wide-eyed and with her mouth agape.
 
"D-Did you....did you order..." The girl finally managed to speak. Predators were a normal thing in society, and she saw many before, but she knew that the previous delivery girl lost her job (and her life) after being eaten by a very hungry client, so she wasn't very comfortable.
 
"Yeah, that's my order," Interrupted Richard, before noticing her discomfort and laughing awkwardly. "Please, don't be afraid. I'm not THAT type of predator. Here's the money and a tip, sweetie."
 
"Thanks, sir," The girl sighted in relief. "I'll be on my way."
 
Richard closed the door and laughed again. Poor girl, she looked so tasty that probably her next client wouldn't be as merciful as him. He sat on the sofa and started to eat his pizza, oblivious to his wife's increasing screams. The middle-aged man burped loudly, filling the living room with a sour mist and stealing plenty of his prey's breathable air. Richard only shook off the gas and finished his meal, belching once again but with his mouth closed.
 
By this point Emery had no strenght to speak anymore, and her movements were very weak. Richard smilled as he felt his unworthy wife giving up and acepting her pathetic fate as food when he heard a jolly femenine voice saying:
 
"Mom, dad, I'm home!"
 
"Oh, shit..." Richard froze in fear. He completely forgot that his teenage daughter, Lucia, would be back from her trip today. If she discovered who the person he ate was this time, she would have an attack!
 
A girl that looked like a younger version of Emery entered the room, but her smile faded away when she saw the bloated form of her father on the sofa. She then said, awkwardly:
 
"Oh, hi dad...I see you, uh, already dinned!" Lucia wasn't a big fan of this whole business of eating people, and in the past would get angry at her father everytime he showed up with an employee in his gut. Now she undestood it was part of some people's nature, but still didn't like it.
 
"Oh, hi sweetie! Yeah, dad had to eat a secretary, nothing out of the ordinaBOOOOOOUUUUUURP!" The man belched up his wife's jacket, that fell acid-soaked on the table before him, close to the empty pizza box.
 
"Wait a minute, that's mom's jacket.... don't tell me that...oh, gosh!"
 
"W-Wait Lucia, I can e-explain!" Richard felt so nervous that he started to stutter. That was the worst case sceanario: now the person he loved most in the world would hate him forever.
 
"You know what? It's okay, it's alright. You don't need to explain yourself. I know EXACTLY what is going on here..."
 
Richard gulped, but said nothing. After a dramatic pause, his daughter finally announced:
 
"It's just like with Caitlin's parents: my mom has a fetish and asked you to eat her. It's just a little insensitive of you to eat my mom but tell me it's just somebody from the company..."
 
"W-What? Oh, right! That's it! That's what happened!" Richard laughed, wiping sweat from his forehead. "I wasn't going to tell you because I wasn't sure how you would react knowing how kinky your mother was..."
 
"Ah, no problem. I won't judge you guys, even if I think it's disgusting. Old people are weird. Very weird. So, is mom still alive?" Asked Lucia, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.
 
"Barely. Emery's already unconscious. Wait, what are you doing?" Lucia touched her father's belly, to his surprise.
 
"Sigh, poor mom. I at least hope you both enjoyed it, I guess..." She started rubbing Richard's gut. "That's how she used to do it, right? Oh, you sent her down with pizza! Gosh, you two are so stupid..."
 
Richard was really liking the massage he was receiving. He closed his eyes and felt extremely relaxed, not caring about his daughter's jokes and insults. After a while he suddenly burped straight at Lucia's face, covering it with drops of saliva.
 
"N-Not cool!" The teen turned her head in disgust, but her father laughed.
 
"What? You used to think that it was funny when you were little!" Richard started to nonchalantly pick at his teeth, removing strands of Emery's hair that got caught between them.
 
"It's like, really gross!" Lucia ended up laughing too. "Don't do that again, please!"
 
"Oops, too bad...I feel something coming up..." Richard's belly let out a foreboding groan, and he punched his chest until he managed to release what was stuck in there. "BWOOOOOUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARP!"
 
While Lucia was coughing, disgusted with that awful gas, her father regurgitated her mother's leather boots, or at least a half-digested black mass that used to be a pair of boots.
 
"Oof, her clothes didn't agree with me at all. Maybe I should have unwrapped her before eating..."
 
"Ew... she's all mush now!" Said Lucia, pressing Richard's belly.
 
"Well sweetie, that's only natural. Miss Mommy is aaaaall meat-soup now. Look, you can see all her bones being sucked by my bowels!"
 
"That's kinda cool, actually...wow dad, you're really a machine!"
 
Richard chuckled. He thanked the Heavens for the fact that his daughter's friend Caitlin had so kinky parents! Lucia was taking it all surprisingly well. Eventually, Richard farted loudly and his daughter ran to her room to excape this last disgusting display.
 
Taking the opportunity that his daughter left, Richard rose from the sofa and pulled down his pants. With a powerful fart, his wife's enormous bra and thong flew from his backside. He burped the last and most rancid bubble of gas left in his stomach and looked proudly at his fat-but-empty belly. The man was now even fatter from having demolished Emery.
 
"Babe, you're so nasty! I never suspected that the woman I married was not only an unfaithful cow but also a walking gas bomb!" The man farted again, this time releasing Emery's wedding ring.
 
He picked it up from the floor with a mischievous grin and went to the bathroom. He throwed the ring in the toilet before sitting there and starting to release the fertilizer that once was Emery.
 
After finishing his job, he whistled while flushing all that shit, bones and pieces of cloth.
 
"Consider this our divorce, slut..."
 
 
 
 
 
The next day.
 
 
Richard ringed the bell at his ex-wife's personal trainer's house. He impatiently waited for an answer, and when it finally came he couldn't be more surprised.
 
A beautiful ebony woman with massive tits opened the door. She was licking her fingers and inside her enormous distended and dress-covered belly, something fought uselessly.
 
"I....huh...I think that takes care of the personal trainer..."
 
"You mean my unfaithful husband?" The woman burped, then smiled. "Yes, I see that both of us had the same idea. But do come in! We're both single right now, aren't we?"
 
Well, it wouldn't hurt to meet somebody new. And after all, they seemed to have so much in common!