Pred Journal: Oyakodon
 
 
Hello, Phil speaking. This time I want to talk about my last meal, which I can only describe as...exotic.
 
So, I was at home working a girl from college off, when my doorbell rang. Puzzled, I opened the door and found myself facing this bombshell of a blonde in a hot dress. She smiled awkwardly but warmly at me and I couldn't help but think that I saw her somewhere before. Then my gaze fell to her round abdomen and it all came back to me.
 
"H-Hi, it's Phil, right?" The blonde spoke, her voice sweet and lovely.
 
"That's me alright," I answered, without taking my eyes out of her pregnant belly.
 
"I know it's kinda sudden, but...well, huh..." She looked down and gulped.
 
"You're pregnant and..."
 
"You're the father, yes," She finally built enough courage to speak. "We made love last year and this is the result..."
 
It was true. This blonde was a one night stand of mine. Back then I almost ate her, but had a great idea that kept me from doing so. Now I was finally being paid for my patience.
 
"Come right in," I said, calmly, having prepared myself for this moment all those months. Man, waiting until so late in the pregnancy to tell the father was so irresponsible, but was just what I wished for. "Let's talk about this."
 
Having accepted my invitation, she followed me and we both sat at the kitchen. Her tits were bigger than when I fucked her, and I was too busy staring at them to talk, so she took upon herself to break the silence.
 
"I want you to take responsability," She said, in an almost accusatory manner that made me feel somewhat offended. "This child is going to need a father, and I know that we weren't exactly Romeo and Juliet, but....I really want this to work out between us."
 
"Baby, I'm sure it will. It's like you're part of me already."
 
"Really?" Her smile widdened and her eyes lit up. Looking back, she was pretty cute. Surely would have made a great wife and mother.
 
"Well, soon enough you'll be," I grinned. With a single leap I was upon her, my attack so sudden that she didn't even scream. Totally flabbergasted, she didn't move when I grabbed her by the shoulders and gobbled up her head.
 
My jaws made their way through those nice shoulders of hers and kept going. I tasted her big, delicious boobs and she finally got over her shock and started screaming and moving. I grabbed her by the hips and pushed her down my gullet a bit more, her tits escaping my tongue and becoming two huge lumps on my neck, tighly pressed against one another by my throat. Her arms now didn't have much space to try anything funny and kept pushing her deeper until I could taste the most exotic part of my meal: the pregnant belly.
 
It had been ages since I last had oyakodon (pred slang for pregnant prey) as it was somewhat hard to get, and hunting preggos could get you in trouble with the law. That was why I intentionally got her pregnant knowing that she would deliver herself to me. Devouring a preggo right out in the open or in a public place was illegal, but nobody cared enough to investigate if a pregnant broad simply went missing. Since we were both in my place, no one would ever know.
 
Well, getting back to the eating: I pulled her short dress upwards, exposing her belly. To my surprise, she wasn't wearing panties, so her naked sex laid bare. Guess she either liked feeling the wind down there or was hoping to seduce me after giving me the news...
 
Anyway, her belly felt nice in my mouth but soon found itself descending my gullet. Passing her waist, I playfully licked her vagina and to my surprise her body relaxed a little. I licked again and thought I could hear a little moan coming from inside me. It probably felt so good that the blonde forgot how much in jeopardy her life was. Moving on, I swallowed her also naked buttocks and raising my head, allowed those soft and beautiful legs to descend my esophagus. I forgot to remove her slippers and ended up swallowing them too, but then again, what predator never did that?
 
Finally she was completely inside my stomach, and caressing my distend belly, I sluggisly waddled towards the living room sofa with the satisfaction of a snake who just dinned on a prodigious mammalian. I threw myself at the sofa and it made a worrisome sound beneath my weight. But that sofa was an old soldier, that had survived me with bigger prey inside my gut, so I had no reason to worry.
 
I felt great with myself. I always did, after a meal, but this time was special. That blonde bitch surely enjoyed a lot of fredooms being pregnant: she could walk around without a worry in the world while preds all stared impotently, their mouths watering. And now she was mine. Some people say that predators can buy oyakodon kidnapped from other countries on the black market, but I managed to eat one for free.
 
I enjoyed her taste on my mouth again and smelled my breath to see if I could catch a hint of it there too. I inhaled and exhaled very slowly to see my stomach walls slacken around that curled up voluptuous form only to tighten again, in a fascinating display. She started moving too much for my taste, but after a long, raunchy belch she had little to no space and could no longer bother me.
 
I started thinking about how I could knock up other women to get an endless supply of oyakodon, and reflected on how most preds lacked the patience to employ or even consider such a tactic. I myself probably would have a hard time pulling this trick again. But the mere thought of having more meals like that was enough to get me hard, and allowing my boner to get out of my pants, it pressed itself right against my warm and soft belly.
 
"Man, shame I can't barf you out to fuck you then OURP! put you back inside," I said, tapping my belly. From it came the muffled sound of the preggo protesting, but I couldn't understand it nor did I care.
 
No need to describe each second of the digestion process, so I'll cut out to the chase. Eventually I could no longer feel the preggo breathing or moving, then she started to soften up as my belly grew loud as a dragon as it worked incessantly to break her down. Eventually, her body lost it's solidity and I could feel the gas produced by such a process bubbling up inside of me.
 
The difference from digesting an oyakodon to digesting a regular woman is that when their bellies lost shape, they released a considerable amount of extra gas bubbles, that always quickly tried to force their way out of your body. I could feel an absurd amount of pressure inside, and was preparing myself to burp it out when I felt it take the opposite, harder route. I slightly leaned myself on the sofa and a thunderous fart came out.
 
"Fuck, that was loud! I feel lighter, phew..."
 
Digestion went own as usual after I farted the preggo's life force out, with a few meaty burps here and there. I just sat there and relaxed until my bowels started to ache due to being so cramped and congestioned. I rose from the sofa, a twinge of pain and a feeling of nausea urging me to hurry to the bathroom. Going as fast as someone weighed down by gallons of shit in their intestines could, I arrived at the toilet.
 
Didn't take much effort to start pushing the manure out. It was like giving birth to a child of my own, I thought back them, much to my entertainment. I pushed until the last loud fart got all of the waste out of my system. The process was more gassy than usual, surely due to the extra fat a preggo is bound to have.
 
A look at what was left of her confirmed my theory, for the slightly yellowish pile showed all the signs of a greasy meal. As I flushed, I remembered that I didn't even knew the blonde woman's name. Not that it mattered.
 
As soon as I was done in the bathroom, I noticed I felt different.
 
"What the hell do they put in those preggos? I feel great!" I started doing jumping jacks out of nowhere, surprising myself. Then, I began doing push ups as I never done before.
 
Energy was flowing through my body like an eletric shock, which was the opposite of what's supposed to happen when your body worked like crazy to digest and then shit out an entire human being. My balls also got fatter, which rarely happened, and that made me understand that all those reactions were due to the high level of hormones in oyakodon.
 
I wanted to fuck until my balls shrank back to their normal size, and I still haven't got over this feeling yet. Maybe that's the perfect opportunity to get more chicks pregnant?