Tables Turned
By: Pi-Zero
Jason stepped out of the showers after a hard lacrosse
practice. He sighed, he was exhausted, but he had to
go back to his room and do a lab write up. Damn, and
Josh would probably come back drunk. Dude, it would be
nice to go get drunk, get some ass, have fun. Damned
classes. He stopped for a moment when he caught a
glimpse of himself in the mirror. His work was paying
off. His almost six foot form rippled with well
formed, but still flexible and quick muscle, from his
tight calves to his ribbed abs. His hair was cut
short, more out of convenience than anything else,
though it did look pretty good with his strong
jawline.
Suddenly he caught a hint of movement out of the
corner of his vision. He turned, half expecting to see
Skip come running back, having forgotten his books or
keys or something. That kid was always leaving pieces
of himself around. But it wasn't.
"Who're... wait... you're that guy that hangs around
our practices and stuff. And I see you a lot in the
halls... What do you want, you wierdo?"
The kid - who was naked - grinned, kinda creepy, "My
name is Mark. You think you're so cool, don't you...
Jason. So hot, everybody wants you. Well now you're
going to be mine."
Jason arched an eyebrow, "Oh? Look, I suppose you're
probably passably decent looking... but I've got a
girlfriend and dude... stalking is creepy. Now come
on, get out of here, and I'll forget this and not
report you to security."
Mark smiled again. He strode forward and gripped
Jason's shoulders, "You don't understand, you stupid
jock. I don't want sex, and I'm not asking. I'm going
to make you MINE,jockboy. I'm going to eat you."
Before Jason had a chance to laugh in the kid's face,
Mark yawned. His jaw seemed to flow like rubber and
his mouth kept opening, easily large enough to
encompass Jason's head.
That was hardly what Jason had been expecting, but he
wasn't about to stand around while Mark tried to eat
him, however impossible that should be. He dropped to
a crouch and wrapped his arms around Mark's knees
before heaving upwards again. Mark flew off his feet
and onto his back. Jason pulled back ready to kick him
if he came after him again.
But something was strange. Where Jason had grabbed
Mark's knees, they were... deformed, almost...
squeezed. Jason paused, what if whatever had done this
to Mark had affected more than just his face? Turned
him entirely rubbery? He grabbed Mark's feet before he
could squirm away and squeezed as hard as he could.
Sure enough, Mark's flesh slowly deformed as if made
from silly putty.
Mark was stammering, "But, but, she promised! The
witch promised I would be able to swallow a man!"
Jason rolled his eyes, "Maybe if he stood still, but
being rubbery doesn't make you strong. Maybe if you
thought about your body instead of imagined
revenge..." He looked at Mark's smushed feet in his
hands... Damn, the fucker deserved something in
return, he'd really like to fuck the kid up, but how
do you hurt a rubber man?
He wondered, what if he carried out Mark's plan, in
reverse? Instead of Mark squeezing himself around
Jason, could Jason squeeze Mark into himself? It was
no more than he deserved for trying to eat Jason in
the first place.
Jason brought Mark's feet to his mouth and pushed the
deformed toes in. Eeew, this was like rush week when
he had been forced to clean the senior house members'
feet with his tongue. But it was bearable. He gripped
Mark's calves and pulled hard, squeezing Mark's ankles
into his mouth.
Mark began to writhe and cry, "No, please! Don't! I..
I'll do anything! I didn't mean anything by it, NO!"
Jason rolled his eyes, didn't mean anything by it?
Mark had planned to EAT him! Grip, pull, gulp, his
lips wrapped around the top of Mark's calves. Mash,
pull, swallow, he hadmuch of Mark's thighs inside him
(though Mark looked rather odd having his thighs
squished small enough to fit into Jason's mouth).
He could feel Mark's feet kicking in his stomach. It
was like a tickling sort of massage from inside. It
was turning him on. Mark's butt took some serious
squeezing, but it too succombed to Jason's insistant
gulping. Now that he noticed, Mark's butt kinda tasted
interesting, sort of musky.
Jason was now bent over Mark who was balanced on his
shoulders, still madly trying to squirm away. This
position sucked. Jason gripped Mark's sides and
hoisted Mark into the air above his head. Gravity now
helped with the squeezing process and Mark began to
slip in faster.
Jason crammed Mark's torso into his mouth, feeling
more and more of Mark's body wriggling in his rapidly
filling stomach. He grabbed Mark's arms and shoved
them roughly in beside the rest of his meal. With a
mighty gulp Mark's shoulders were stuffed inside the
hungry jock's body.
Mark was crying, "Please! I'll do anything! I'll do
your homework, your laundry, suck your dick,
anything!"
Jason ignored him. He put both his hands on the top of
Mark's head and pulled, swallowing rhythmically.
Slowly Mark's head folowed the rest of him into
Jason's mouth. Finally, Jason could close his aching
jaw. He swallowed twice and felt the last of Mark slip
down into his stomach.
He looked down, his stomach was bulging as if he had
just had the biggest meal man had ever invented...
well... that wasn't surprising he supposed. Mark was
thrashing around wildly down there and Jason could
definately feel it. It was turning him on.
He gripped his hardening dick and pumped himself
quickly to climax. He came, all his muscles
tightening, his abs squeezing poor Mark in his
stomach. As his orgasm receded, so did the squirming
in his stomach. He belched, whatever air had been left
in Mark before the end.
Jason shook himself and looked around. "Now THAT was
wierd." Still shaking his head, he grabbed his stuff,
pulled on some clothes and headed home.
That night Jason's dreams were filled with men and
large meals and men as large meal. He woke in the
morning and looked down at his stomach. It was flat...
a dream? He yawned. His jaw didn't quite stop, it kept
yawning, wider and wider. It didn't flow like Mark's
had ("More muscle tone." thought Jason) but it went
FAR beyond where it should have. Interesting... his
stomach growled... even more interesting...