Vore Stories

random bork

Corey was feeling warm, and soft. He wanted so desperately to just curl up somewhere warm and just dissappear. He was feeling at peace, but something seemed missing from his perfect utopia curled up in his blankets. Voreball was still outside in the living room, watching adult swim on the flatscreen and drinking chocolate milk. All the times he had been eaten by Voreball were all so sexually charged, so fetishy feeling. What if he wanted to be eaten, but in a relaxing way? just to sit in a warm and soft place to relax and slowly melt away into the warm, gentle stomach juices. He was dealing with too much, he just wanted relaxation and slipping into a deep sleep as he curled up somewhere incredibly warm. He got up, the cold of the house chilling his body fresh from the warm blankets, and he nudged Voreball on the shoulder.

"Are you hungry, by any chance?" Corey asked. "I'm cold and i want somewhere warm to sleep."

"Ohh, you wanna be swallowed?" Voreball said. "That's so sweet, of course.."

Corey blushed and smiled. "i'm just stressed out, and i just wanna chill inside a tum and just let myself melt away." He said bluntly.

"Okay, i'll make sure to make it super comfy for you in there." He said, twitching with anticipation of such a large meal.

"I'm all yours, big guy.." Corey said.

Voreball picked him up gently, and licked him up and down, stroking him with his warm, flat, large tongue like a cat might groom it's kitten. He licked his lips. "mmm! delicious." He said.

"Stop teasing!" Corey said through little giggles.

Voreball was extra careful when putting him into his maw, using his tongue to act as a soft support for his body as he was tipped back into Voreball's throat, the journey down the esophagous was pleasant, and especially warm as he was massaged down his pred's throat in gentle little gulps that seemed to melt his headache away. He was squeezed into his pred's stomach and just curled up and felt warm, felt soft. He wanted nothing more than to just relax and let himself fall asleep. Voreball got up, his fat belly swinging under him and layed down on his bed, covering himself with warm blankets as he layed down, letting Corey rest in comfort as he massaged his big, warm tummy. He rubbed and rubbed his tum and just let his digestive process take over. He quickly fell asleep with his partner slowly, ever so slowly digesting in his perfectly warm and soft, fat gut. He couldn't wait to wake up and see the new rolls on his tum, proud of his growth as he admired the fat Corey was converted into. He felt so happy that Corey was happy, and they both felt content as Corey began to process in his tum, becoming nothing more than relaxed, warm, bubbling Corey soup. they were both happy the end