The Last Dance
By: Trip The Deep

The club was hyped up as usual, techno blasting from multiple speakers lined up around the dance floor, a multitude of colored lights flashed and flared as men got there groove on. My friend Lance and I both watched from our bar stools just feet away from the action. This was our usual routine every weekend, usually we would either go see a movie or go club hopping, and since there was nothing worth paying eight bucks to watch, we decided to pay only five and eye the hot shirtless guys on the dance floor.

We didn’t go to look for anyone in particular, but if things went well and from the dance floor to the bedroom we went, then it was a good night. A geyser of hot men must of erupted from under the club, because my dick had been hard from watching the gorgeous hunks swing there asses and thrust there hips in rhythm to a song that no one could just stand around and listen to.

Just then from the ocean of bodies a tall man walked out and up to Lance.

“Care to shake that nice ass with me?” The stranger asked. Lance answered by quickly jumping off and following his new toy on the dance floor.

I continued to watch from my stool. I wasn’t quite in the mood to dance today, just to stare and gawk. Just then a heavy hand came down on my shoulder, and as I looked over my jaw dropped.

I saw the biggest man possibly in history. He probably stood at least 6’5”, and every muscle on his body was indented by the tight shirt and pants he wore. I’m no shrimp myself, at 5’9” and about 170 I can put up with the best in a fight, but this man looked like he ate little guys like me for breakfast!

“Nice night tonight eh?” He said, his deep voice echoed through my ears, seemly enchanting me.

“Yea, “I said, “I’m having a great time, you hear by yourself?”

He nodded his head, his neck muscles twitched as he did so. “And yourself?”

“I’m here with a friend, but he’s off dancing somewhere.”

He sat down next to me and leaned in close to my ear, “How bout we go out to my car and have a party of our own?”

He placed my hand on his crotch, and I swear I almost blew a wad there. It was almost the biggest dick I have ever felt, it had to be cresting the 10 inch mark, maybe more. It was as thick as it was long.

“Lead the way.” I said.

It took a while for us to make our way though the sea of bodies and out to his truck. It was a huge blue truck that sat out by itself in the parking lot. I got in through the passenger side, while the other man climbed in though the driver side. I could hear and feel the truck bow some under his tremendous weight and bulk. And no sooner than we had closed the doors we were taking our clothes off. His bare skin felt great against mine, and his dick rose to attention, dwarfing my nice 7 inch cock. After a quick session of kissing, he sat in the driver seat as if he was driving and I positioned myself over his quivering cock.

Slowly I sat down on it, feeling the pre-cum from his piss slit lubricate the hole as the tool found its way inside me. I gasped as my tiny asshole completely swallowed his cock. It felt great! He then proceeded to thrust and ravage my ass with his dick. I came multiple times, each one coating his chest with glistening cum. Suddenly I felt him cum, and it felt like gallons of cum filled my ass. After a while he stopped bucking, and leaned in to kiss me, or what I thought was going to be a kiss.

Instead his lips seemed to cover my entire face and head. Everything went dark, and I could smell his breath, it smelled like beer and other drinks. My brain told me he was swallowing me, but I dismissed that as being goofy, but as I tried to struggle, I slowly began to realize that it actually may be true.

I tried to pull my head out of his mouth, but he placed a heavy hand on my neck and pushed down even harder, and I felt my head slide past his tongue and teeth and into his throat. I began to panic and thrash around, but his dick was still hard inside of me, combined with his awesome strength, my struggling was in vain. I didn’t know how he was doing it, but he had gotten my shoulders into his mouth and was working on my chest, my arms were pinned to my sides as he continued to swallow me. I could feel the waves of his esophagus push me down into his awaiting stomach.

I had had the best sex in years, and he was probably going to have the best meal in days. My asshole started to slide off his dick and eventually he stopped, with my ass and legs hanging out of his mouth. The top of my head hit the top of his stomach, and it gave some resistance as he tried to swallow me more. I was actually relieved, maybe he had swallowed too much and his stomach wouldn’t allow me to enter. But shortly my hopes were shattered as the valve gave way and my head entered his stomach.

It was easy after that, he just tilted his head back and let gravity and peristalsis do the rest of the work. In minutes my feet disappeared past his lips, and disappeared from the rest of the world. It only took a few seconds for the rest of my body to enter his stomach. Inside I was in a fetal position, stuck sideways. I could barely move my arms or legs. My hands felt his stomach; it was all smooth, with some liquid at the bottom of it. And I realized that was the stomach acid, and soon it would fill this cavity and digest me entirely.

And I laid there for the next few minutes, breathing my last set of breaths before going into that long sleep. Wondering how he was able to do such a thing, and what would happen to my body after it was digested.

*

Bill leaned back and patted his stomach. Man, that was the best meal he had in days. And it was so easy also! When he realized what power he had, he read up on it in human anatomy books. After a few hours, his meal would be nothing but liquid, broken down into proteins and such. Then absorbed into his small intestine, and whatever else he couldn’t digest would just be flushed down the drain tomorrow morning.

He grinned as he looked down at his enormous stomach. The outline of his meal nicely seen in the moonlight. Soon that would be gone and all those nutrients his body was made of would belong to him.

The End

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