Enter Brock
By: Galion

Brock frowned.

He wiggled the hanger around in the toilet, trying to get the clog to come out. Beside the toilet laid two soaking wet sneakers, a leather jacket, some jeans and a pair of underwear. Last night after his fun in the alley he had went to bed and fell asleep, this morning he was still in a haze after his drinking binge and went right to use the bathroom, forgetting his toy had its clothes on as it entered his ass. Now the bowl was clogged with the mans shirt. The other items were easy to get, the shoes wouldn’t flush and the jacket kept the pants from being flushed, but the shirt got by all of them and now was wedged somewhere within the pipes.

It wasn’t the first time this happened, most of the time when he’s in a drunken stupor he has a tendency to stick others up his ass with their clothes on. Its guaranteed the toilet will be clogged the next day. The apartment plumber started to get suspicious, but could never figure out why Brock kept trying to flush clothes down the stool.

“Why don’t ya just throw em away?” He had asked Brock one day. “Instead of trying to flush em? You tryin’ to hide something?”

“Na, I just forget to take them off first.” Brock said.

This just confused the plumber even more, and decided it was best just to fix the clog.

Brock scratched his scruffy black hair, the damned thing just wouldn’t come out. He scratched his muscular arms and slowly got up, looks like another call to the plumber was in order. Brock had to duck to get through the bathroom door. He stood just a little over 9 feet, his muscular arms were thick along with his legs. He was naked as he strolled down the hallway, a huge dick hung between his legs accompanied by two low hanging hairy testicles. Clothes for his size and girth were hard to come by, as well as expensive, so he tried to wear them as little as possible. His stomach was a perfect set of abs.

The apartment wasn’t filthy, just cluttered. Magazines and other papers laid on the floor, the table in front of the T.V. was covered with some dishes and pizza boxes. The T.V. was blaring something about an accident on a nearby highway. Brock say down on his couch, it creaked and moaned under his weight, but supported him. He grabbed a newspaper that covered some boxes and opened it to the classified pages, his last job wasn’t so good.

Brock never really like to speak to people, but he needed money and a call center needed some people. It only lasted a few weeks though, his supervisor was starting to get on his nerves, being a jerk and messing around with his time card. A few days ago was his last day, and it was his supervisors last day of being part of this world, before becoming a part of Brock.

The T.V. changed its tune to the weather today; nice and warm, around 80 degrees. Brock smiled, it was going to be a nice day today. His stomach rumbled loudly, he was hungry but couldn’t eat his usual meal of delivery boys. Some of the places were getting suspicious and refused to delivered to his apartment. He glanced over to a box sitting next to his kitchen counter, in it were a few uniforms, ranging for pizza to sub delivery. These were special to him, they were the tastiest out of all of them. Sometimes he would lick the clothes, remembering how tasty they were, and how they squirmed as they slid down to his gurgling stomach.

He suddenly remembered something, the big man stood up and walked over to a pair of jeans he wore yesterday. One of the guys at the bar was a professor at the local university, Human Anatomy teacher. The guy said Brock was the perfect person to give a demonstration of the bodies function. When Brock asked what function, the man replied there would be free food. Brock got the hint.

Brock decided to get dressed and head over there, he didn’t want to be late for his first day on the job. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Juan scratched his dark black hair and looked at the bulletin board, there were so many jobs on campus that needed help, but they paid so low. If he wanted to get that kick ass car he saw a few days ago, he would need something that paid a lot more. He scanned the papers hung by tiny thumbtacks: kitchen cook, paper grader, cashier at the book store. None of them sounded appealing, or paid well.

Back at home he was a Spanish translator for a phone company, but for some reason in this town no one needs anything translated, or already had someone that could do it for them. Juan picked up his backpack with disgust and started to walk away when a flyer caught his eye, it was tucked away behind some of the other papers on the board, and if it weren’t for the bright lime green paper it was printed on he would of missed it.

He removed the paper from the board and began to read it. The science department needed a volunteer for an experiment, only for two or three days, and it paid a lot. Nearly as much in those few days as he would earn in a few months at the other jobs. Room 303 in the science building was where he needed to go to apply for it. Juan debated on if he should change into some nicer clothes, his Hawaiian shirt and khaki shorts weren’t necessarily interview attire, but this wasn’t a typical interview also. They would probably poke and prod him to make sure he was the specimen they needed.

Juan folded the paper up and stuck it in one of his pockets, he was suppose to go to his math class right now, but that could wait. He didn’t want anyone else taking the volunteer spot before him. The college kid turned and began the trek across the campus.

The cool air felt great against his naked body, the IV slowly putting fluid in his arm. On Juans other arm was taped a wire, monitoring heartbeat, tempeture, and other things. Two grad students were writing things down on their clipboards and whispering to each other as they continued the tests. Juan noticed one of the guys kept eying his package, the guy would quickly turn around when Juan would look up at him.

Juan looked up at the clock, these test had been going on for a good hour or so, and he was told this wasn’t even the main part of the experiment yet. After the last test was done, they guided him to the main office where Mr. Lux had his nose in a book. Mr. Lux was head of the science department, and the one that hired Juan for the job. Still lacking clothes, Juan sat down in a plush red chair. Mr. Lux looked up at the naked student, eyes darting quickly at his slightly hard prick.

Mr. Lux had on a white lab coat, below the coat the outline of a growing gut could be seen. Thin brown hair covered his head, and he wore thin reading classes.

“Ah, I see the test are done. How do you feel Juan?” Mr. Lux sat his book down and crossed his arms against his amble stomach.

Juan smiled, “Doin’ alright, although the test tool a long time. When will the experiment start?”

“Here shortly. You don’t have anything planned for the next 8 or so hours do you?”

“8 hours?” Juan sat up, “That’s a long time. I kinda had plans tonight.”

Mr. Lux grinned, “That’s too bad, I mean I am paying a lot of money for just 8 hours of work. You sure you don’t want to reconsider it?”

Juan sighed, “I thought it was for a few days?”

“Well the test will run for a few days, but even thought you may not be here, the test will still be running.”

Juan didn’t like the creepy smirk that crossed Mr. Lux’s face, he glanced down at the book Mr. Lux stopped reading. Something about the digestive system, but he couldn’t catch the rest before Mr. Lux grabbed the book and placed it inside his desk.

“So, do you plan to stay?” Mr. Lux asked again.

“Sure, I mean I can always go to other parties.” Juan said.

Mr. Lux clapped his hands together, “Excellent! Come with me and we shall get it started.”

The scientist got up and walked around the desk, guiding Juan out of the room. While walking down the hall Mr. Lux placed his arm around Juans waist, it was a little too low for Juans taste, but his dick sure did like it as it started to stand to attention. A few turns later and both of them entered a lecture hall. Inside there were about 20 students, most of them sitting near the front of the class. At one side of the room was a huge projector screen that stretched down from the ceiling to the floor. Standing next to the screen was the biggest man Juan had ever seen. He had to stand at least 9 foot, with muscles that were ripped and toned. He also wore no clothes, one of his testicles had to be nearly twice or three times and Juans.

Mr. Lux guided Juan to stand next the giant man. “Than you for coming class, as you know we’ve been talking about human anatomy. We just hit the digestion system, and I touched on it a little bit, but I think that a first hand view of it would be a lot better.”

Juan shifted from leg to leg, even though this giant next to him was a hunk (and his penis didn’t disagree, it was as hard as ever) he was still uncomfortable next to him. And the professors speech confused him also. First hand view?

An assistance came up to Juan and began to place a black headband around his forehead. Attached to it was a small black ball, it looked like a web-cam.

“Whats this?” Juan asked.

“Its so that we can monitor your progress on this screen.” the assistance said.

Juan glanced over at the screen, and sure enough the screen showed up on itself an infinite amount of times. “But I’ll be here, why do you need this?

The assistance ignored the question and handed him a beaker of blue liquid. “Drink this.”

Even more confused, Juan drunk the substance, it had a nice sweet twang to it. A small hiccup escaped as he finished it. The giant man looked down at him, scratching his broad chest. Juan looked up and gave a sheepish grin.

The assistant took the empty glass and walked away.

Mr. Lux walked down to the first row of seats and sat down, a huge grin crossing his face. “Today class, you will see how the digestive system worked. Take notes and get settled in, this will take a while. When your ready Brock.”

Something clicked in Juan, and panic shot through him. He took a few steps forward, trying to run away, but a huge hand landed on his shoulder with an iron grip. He began to scream as Brock pulled him closer to him. Juan thrashed and kick, scratched and bit, but his predator kept a fast hold on. Soon Juan was turned around looking up at Brock, two heavy hands on his shoulders keeping him in place.

“Please don’t!” Juan pleaded, trying to fight back tears.

All Brock did was smile.

Suddenly Juan felt his stomach jump in this throat as he was literally thrown up to Brocks face with force. He let out another scream that got cut off as his head was shoved into Brocks mouth. The stale breath inside the cavern made Juan nauseous, the huge tongue licked his face. Saliva coated his head and hair, making it stick to his head. A little light still shined from behind him, revealing a dark red tube that lead down to his demise.

A rush of air came flooding from behind him as Brock inhaled, Juans head slide through the mouth and started the slow plunge to the stomach. He could feel his shoulders start to slide inside the giants mouth. Undulations from the throat started to push him down the long tube. Mr. Lux sat back and enjoyed the show, his hard on hidden under his pants. There were a few gasps from the students as Brock devoured the experiment.

Another shove and Juans nipples disappeared into the giant maw. One could see the outline of his head start to slip down Brocks neck and disappear behind his chest. The kid still kick and screamed, his arms couldn’t do much swinging as they started to get pinned to his sides. Juan began to get light headed as his body was slowly starting to become upside down. Saliva clogged his mouth and nose as he tried to scream and breath, hoping someone would save him from this monster.

Brock grabbed the kids legs and tilted his head backwards, allowing gravity to do most of the work. Yea, the kid was struggling hard, he love it when they slithered down like this. His cock started to get hard, even semi-soft it was a good eight inches. His balls tightened up against his body, getting the next load ready for squirting.

“Mr. Lux, “ One of the students raised his hand, “There isn’t any light inside the body, how can we see what’s going on.”

Mr. Lux reached inside his lab coat and removed a tiny remote. He pressed a button and the screen illuminated, showing a dark red passage slowly undulating. A clap came from a student or two.

“Enjoy the show,” the professor said as he leaded back.

Juan closed his eyes as a blinding light came from his head, he suddenly remember the headband on his head. It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to the new brightness, once they did he saw a sphincter dead ahead, awaiting his entrance. Brock tried to smile around his kicking meal as the ass of the kid slid down his throat, the throbbing prick pressing against his throat, the bubble ass caressing the other side.

Brock grabbed the kicking feet of the kid, they were preventing the rest of him from going down. With a firm push he crammed them down his throat, slowly the calves disappeared behind his teeth, ten twitching toes remained on the outside. He took a beefy finger and tickled the soles of the feet. Juan began to giggle as he started to curl up in the stomach. The light from his head illuminated the inside of the gut, green liquid was slowly dripping from the pink twitching walls into a small pool at the bottom. His upper body started to curl up as his ass popped into the gut. The cool air that he once felt on the outside from his feet suddenly became intensely warm and wet. Juan noticed that his legs and feet were covered in saliva, he was completely swallowed now.

Outside there were more gasps as the rest of Juan disappeared and Brocks gut started to expand. The muscles that were once well defined were erased as the body of his mean started to fill his gut. Soon Brock let out a sigh as the feet of Juan entered his stomach, the sphincter locking him in.

“There you go class, first hand view of a meal sliding down the esophagus. Noticed how the undulation helped aid in swallowing. Also notice the amount of saliva that was created, since our subject was quite big, its only natural for a lot of saliva to be produced.” Mr. Lux explained as he got out of his seat and walked over to Brock.

On the screen it was apparent that Juan was upside down in a fetal position. His cock was at full attention, his arms were bent in an awkward way around his frame. Brock patted his stomach, and the camera shook in response. Juan cried out, begging to be let out, but the only thing anyone could hear were mumbles as the muscles muffled his pleas.

Mr. Lux continued, “The experiment is still breathing, but only because of the air that was swallowed during indigestion, once its gone he should slowly pass out. Too bad he won’t be awake for the rest of the show.”

As if on cue, Brock let out a massive belch that echoed around the hall. The camera shook again as Juan was rattled, he was crunched in a tighter ball as he felt the air rush out from above him. Another weak sob came out of him as he passed out, finally realizing that all he was was food for someone else, and in a few hours he would be nothing but shit.

“What about the camera, won’t that be digested?” A female student asked.

“The band will be, but the camera will stay in tact. This is to show the complete digestive process, from beginning to end.” The teacher said. “The blue liquid we had him drink will color his remains, so even thought he will be turned into a liquid, we can still see him and track him through the body. Now the actual digestion process does take a few hours, feel free to get something to eat or drink, this will take a while.”

A few students got up and left, but most stayed. Brock stretched and sat down on the floor and patted his gut. The boy was mighty tasty, if he had clothes he would of kept them. As the hours passed the big screen displayed the awesome effects of the digesting system on Juan. The chamber began to fill with the green acid and started to break his body down, bubbles started to stream from his skin as it was slowly dissolved. More hours passed and the liquid started to turn blue, Juan slowly melted down into a single lump of food. The camera started to bob up and down in the acid as the stomach finished digesting its contents.

Brock belched a few times and glanced down at his shrinking stomach, his abs started to show more definition now that there was less in his stomach. The students were busy scribbling notes and whispering to each other. Eventually Juan only existed as a pool of mush inside the giants stomach. Another sphincter opened up at the bottom of the stomach and slowly drained liquefied Juan into the small intestine. The camera weaved around the twist and turns of the small intestine, most of the blue liquid started to disappear as it was absorbed into the body. Juans molecules were sucked into the bloodstream and fed to the cells and muscles of Brock, making his muscles stronger, dick harder, and balls heavier. His energy was tranfered to Brock, giving him tons of potential energy to use whenever he saw fit.

Whatever remained was flushed into the large intestine, chunks of indigestible material still remained, tinted a dark blue color. The camera was pushed around the large intestine now, the peristalsis pushing it up and around the tract. Some students gasped as the remains of Juan were rolled into a thick blue log.

“We all know whats going to happen next, “Mr. Lux said, “All those who don’t want to watch the end of the meal feel free to go outside, I will inform you when he’s done.”

Most of the students walked out, but a few got up close to where Brock was squatting for a front row seat. Brock was squatted over a bucket grabbed earlier from the janitors closet, his eyes closed tight as he started to push. The anus flexed a bit, nothing came out, but slowly a blue log started to emerge. Brock grit his teeth, this one was bigger than usual, he pushed harder and squinted. A fart came out as the log slowly slithered out, it clinged onto the anus for a short time, then broke off and fell into the bucket with a plop.

Another flex from the anus and another long length slithered out, this one easier since the last one stretched the hole out. In the end three long blue lengths of shit fell into the bucket. With a final gasp from Brock the camera ball popped out of his hole.

Mr. Lux clapped his hands, “and there you have it! The marvels of the digestive system. Thanks to our volunteer Juan.”

The teacher walked up to the bucket and looked down, Brock finished squatting and also looked at the finished product of his meal. Mr. Lux kicked the bucket lightly, the turds wiggling a little, as if there was a little life left in them. Brock placed a heavy hand on the teacher and smiled down at him. Mr. Lux returned the glance, with fantasies running through his head.

The End