Muscles and Fur
By: GetInMyStomach

I never wore a shirt if I didn’t have to. Right now, a shirt wouldn’t have even fit me anyways. I was reclining in a favorite chair of mine. My enormous belly jutted out in front of me, gurgling loudly. He’d been a very cooperative meal. It was good that he didn’t fight, but I’d wished he’d been a little more active. A few gulps and he was in my stomach. That was it. No protesting, no fighting, nothing. If I was going to swallow something that would keep me confined to a chair for hours, I really liked it when it was satisfying. I’d find someone eventually who’d make it worthwhile.

The next day my gut had shrunk down to its normal basketball shaped size. Still noticeable, but easier to maneuver. Plus I didn’t care if people stared. I liked the attention. It always seemed to confuse them when they saw this skinny 21 year old with a round firm belly jutting out in front of him. I’d just smile and rub my round stomach. If only they knew how big it could get.

I walked confidently into the health club, my usual haunt. I had a feeling that my next meal would be here. Actually I knew for certain that he’d be here. He was a personal trainer. I sauntered up to the front counter and smiled at the cute guy behind the counter. “Is Brad available? I need his help.” I laughed and smacked my gut.

The guy stared for a few moments before picking up the phone. “Hey! Brad? You have time to see someone? Sure.” He put his hand over the phone and asked for my name.

“Evan,” I said, smiling.

A few minutes later, Brad came in. He was about twice my age, but the only hint were the slight lines around his eyes and the vague dusting of grey in his short cropped hair. His gorgeous body was barely contained in his gym shorts and tank top. Muscles stood out in hard definition, but not so huge as to be grotesque. Sweat glazed his forehead and darkly haired chest.

He smiled and shook my hand. “Nice to meet you, Evan. It’s obvious what your needs are.” he laughed and patted my belly lightly. “But it’s nice to see you’re not ashamed of it,” he said gesturing to my shirt, which was hanging from a belt loop at my waist.

“Yeah, I gotta work on this gut.”

“Well come with me, we can work in a private weight room.”

I followed him, barely containing my excitement. He’d soon get to know my belly very well.

We arrived, I set my gym bag down and reclined on the bench, my gut sticking up into the air.

He broke the silence. “So how’d you get such a big gut, without gaining any weight anywhere else. What I’d give for that.” He chuckled. “I love being fit, but what I’d give for a firm beer belly.” He slapped his chiseled midsection. Then he leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear, “Now let’s get this over with. I know why you came here.”

I smiled nervously, but said nothing.

He began to strip of his shirt and shorts. “A lot of people like my body, but I get the feeling you really want my body. Nobody will disturb us. You can have your way with me.”

I turned at looked him in the eyes. He was expecting sex. I smiled. I figured I could have some fun with him before I did what I’d planned to do.

I moved to where he was and began to kiss his chest which had started to sweat even more as he got more excited. I felt a growing hardness below my belly as we both got hard together. He pulled me towards him and my tongue began to explore his upper body. His chest heaved as his breathing quickened and I could feel his stomach muscles clenching rhythmically against my own round belly.

Somehow we managed to make our way to the gym bench with him on his back, looking up at me. His eyes were blank with desire. He wanted something from me. Something more than just desire. He wanted something final from me, something absolute.

He maneuvered me closer and began to suck on my cock. I fought to stay standing as his tongue explored every inch of my dick. He began to work harder and harder and faster and faster until I let loose. But my cock just kept going and going. He kept gulping down and I kept shooting.

A side effect of swallowing a man whole was an almost endless supply of cum. I guess the body has to put the extra mass somewhere. I never understood it, but never complained either.

His eyes widened, but he kept sucking. I heard a rhythmic gulping sound and realized it was coming from his stomach. His stomach was filling up with cum and his stomach was stretching to make room.

After what seemed like hours, he finally let me go and collapsed back onto the gym bench. After a moment or two of deliriousness, he glanced down at his stomach and laughed. Where there had once been a set of impressive abs, there was now a round swell. I put my hand on his belly and massaged the round bulge. He moaned. His stomach was bloated with cum. My cum.

I got down close to his face and spoke without a waver. “Now that I’ve filled your belly, I want you to fill mine.”

He just smiled and said nothing.

I spoke a little louder. “I want you in my stomach. I want to swallow you whole and put you inside my belly.”

His smile vanished slightly. His hands went to his own bloated stomach and he looked me dead in the eyes and said, “I want to be in your belly.”

He just lay back and moaned, clutching his distended belly. I went around and got his head in my mouth. He tried to resist, but he couldn’t really move because of his full stomach. All it did was cause his gut to slosh. I opened my mouth very wide and began to gulp him in, pulling him across the bench towards me.

I began to pick up a rhythm and he slid into my mouth faster. His arms and legs tried to push me away, but he was no match for the muscles in my throat. Finally I got into a comfortable position, leaning forward at the head of the exercise bench. He continued to slide into my mouth as I gave several large gulps. His chest entered my mouth, the dark hairs brushing against my upper lip as he was pulled into my stomach. His stomach was next gurgling loudly and swollen with my cum. I had to massage it a bit to make it fit which only made it gurgle more. Soon his stomach was heading down my throat. Next came his pulsing cock, which was hard as marble. I maneuvered it into my mouth and it slid into my throat with the rest of him, rubbing against the back of my throat. He came shortly after sending spurts of warmth down my throat. Then came his legs which had stopped kicking my this point. I guess he had given up trying to fight.

Then with a loud gurgle, he fully entered my belly which had swollen to enormous sizes to make room for the 250 pounds of muscle I now had inside my stomach. With a groan, I heaved my weight onto the exercise bench and stretched out on my back in the same position he had been in. My belly rumbled and a loud, long belch followed, causing Brad to settle inside my gut. He had stopped fighting, but he continued to move now and again, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

I shifted my weight and began to massage my enormous stomach and the man who was now inside it. I was utterly gorged and utterly satisfied.

A knock at the door startled me, but I couldn’t move so I simply lay there. The man who came in was the same man who had been behind the counter when I had come in.

He stared, bug-eyed, at my enormous belly. “What…what happened?”

I smiled. “Brad helped me get rid of that little potbelly I had when I first came in. Now I have a much bigger belly.”

The man just stared. “Is…did you…Is Brad inside your stomach?”

I belched. “Yes he is.”

The man edged closer and put a hand on my gurgling stomach. “He mentioned once to me that he wanted to get into my stomach. I never understood why he said that.”

My belly shifted and I smiled. “Sorry, you missed out.”

The man put a hand to his own stomach, flat but not as muscular as Brad’s.

“Can a person really swallow someone like that?”

“Look at my stomach. Brad’s in there and I put him there.”

The man looked me in the eyes. “I’m Rick. I want you to teach me everything.”

My belly gurgled loudly in response. “Let me finish with Brad and then I’ll help you get a man into your belly,” I said, smiling.

He nodded and sat down, barely concealing the erection in his gym shorts. His small belly gurgled.

I smiled. This was going to be the start of a great partnership.

The End