Sarge V
By: Half Inch High

So Sarge’s two favourites had survived, and Sarge wanted them to pass the final parade. He phoned the General and his sidekicks to perform the passing out inspection, and Sarge would have two more ruthless predators trained in his name.

The next day the two men were most proud when the General arrived and stood looking at them approvingly. With him were two Colonels, and two administrative Privates called Jack, and Antony. The Privates were there to record the success and passing out of the two new recruits, along with Sarge’s updated record of achievement. Sarge despised all five of them, he hated the paperwork, the questions, the ceremony.

Back at the office the General called Sarge and his two men into his office. The Colonels were there with Jack and Antony in attendance. The General remarked what a good achiever Sarge was, and how he’d produced some of the meanest toughest soldiers the army had ever known. The General asked a few questions, and Sarge began to redden in the face. His two charges knew that look, but why was Sarge so strangely silent. They glanced at each other, and as the General asked Sarge whether he’d like a promotion, they saw the hairs on the back of Sarge’s neck bristle. Sarge was mad!

‘I’ll tell you what I want, I want your fucking job, driving around all smiles and medals!’ Sarge hissed at the amazed General. ‘You talk such utter BULLSHIT, god I can’t stand your shit anymore. You really should go where all shit belongs, you fucking old nuisance!’

With that Sarge dived at the General, and bowled him over. The two stunned Colonels found themselves in bear hugs, held by the other two strong soldiers who Sarge had trained so cruelly well. Only the two Privates were free, and terrified. They tried to escape, but Sarge had locked the door, he’d already planned this moment days before. He knew the routine, and with the camp virtually empty, no-one would hear their screams, and cries for help.

Sarge was grappling with the General on the floor, laughing, swearing, and taunting the senior soldier, who was warning Sarge of the dire consequences of his actions. Sarge said, ‘You think I fucking care what happens? Soon I’LL be in charge, and no-one will ever give a fuck about you again! Promotion? HA, I’ll get my promotion soon enough, when I’ve replaced you!’

Soon Sarge overpowered the General, and stripped him. The General was yelling at the top of his voice, refusing to submit to what he thought were sexual advances. Sarge roared with laughter, and stuck the horrified Generals’ feet into his ass. ‘Shit should go where shit belongs!’ Sarge remarked, and holding the General firmly, he began to push the disbelieving man into his ass, clenching his butt along the way, to take the fight out of the General. It felt so good, this man had been senior to Sarge for so long, and now his feet were wriggling around inside Sarge’s ass, it felt so hot. Soon his calves were inside Sarge’s ass, and he started bargaining. ‘Let me out, don’t do it, you can have whatever you want. I’ll retire, I’ll give you my pension, you can have as many men as you want. Let me go, let me out. God, I don’t want to die up your ass, have mercy!!’

‘Mercy?’ exclaimed Sarge, ‘I’ve never given mercy, and I’ll have everything I want soon enough, AND your salary, AND all the men I ever wanted, and you’ll be out of my way, you FUCKING piece of SHIT!’

The General was in up to his waist, with his arms pinned to his sides, Sarge was standing now, and the sight was awesome. Half a man upside down sticking out of another’s ass. The Colonels had almost fainted with the terror, and their captors were really turned on at their Sarge’s magnificent plan. Sarge started sucking the General inside himself, he could feel the big guy curling up, and his ass felt on fire. As the Generals head reached position, Sarge stopped, and walked over to Antony, cowering in a corner. ‘You squirming little runt!’ he roared, and Antony yelled out. Sarge picked up the sobbing lad, and held him aloft. From Sarge’s ass a voice cried out, ‘Leave him alone, he’s too young to be treated like this!’ Sarge just clenched his butt cheeks, making the General gasp, and then fall silent. Sarge stripped Antony, and held him high above his head by the throat. Antony was screaming and trying to kick, but he was weakening. Sarge had the meanest look anyone had ever seen him with as he lowered Antony towards his now gaping mouth. Anthony felt his feet forced together, and they felt wet, then his waist, and something was tickling his abdomen. It was Sarge’s tongue, he started giggling as it tickled so much. Sarge just held him in place, and squeezed his butt again, down there the General was now silent and hating every moment. How could Sarge be getting away with this. The General in fact couldn’t see what all the others were witnessing, Sarge licking his new meal, and allowing gravity to slowly pull the lad down. Antony was silent now, in terror, looking at the helpless Colonels, calling to Jack who was under the desk trying not to be seen, but the Sarge was going to finish the job. God these younger squaddies tasted sweet, their aftershave had a flavour all it’s own, and their sweat was testosterone fuelled, he licked every part of Antony, and as Antony’s face became level with Sarge’s he saw a look of pleasure that was the most awful part of the horror.

Then Sarge started making gulping noises. Antony’s head soon slipped from view, and the witnesses saw a lad shaped form appear in Sarge’s belly. Curling up with all parts of his form visible through the stretched skin. The arms, legs and head could all be seen in profile, even partially the nose. Antony was moving slightly and Sarge started concentrating on the General again, pulling his ass hard. ‘Fucking awesome! I’ve got two men inside me, this feels fucking huge!!’ Sarge roared; and sure enough as the Generals head disappeared from view, his form was seen merging with Antony’s. The General cried out as he felt Antony above him, and Sarge belched loudly. He felt too full, and decided to squeeze his powerful abdomen. There were two stifled shouts, and silence. His belly began to resume its defined shape, and Sarge pulled his pants back on.

The Colonels were now issuing threats, but Sarge’s two supporters were at hand. The first punched his Colonel and as the stunned man lay on the floor he was stripped. Dazed, he felt himself hoisted in the air, and it went dark. He was too stunned to work out that he was being eaten head first. Sarge encouraged his man, who licked the guys face with his tongue, and worked the Soldier into his throat.

Like Sarge before him, he started enjoying the flavours. This Colonel was a smoker, and had a smoked taste, also a little salty. The hungry squaddie wanted this to last. It wouldn’t be every day he got to eat a Colonel. He slid the guy down a little more, the guy had gone limp through lack of air, and was half hanging out of his mouth, he straightened up, and tilted his head back, licking the guys back and ass as he began to descend. Like Sarge, he found the sweaty salty feet the best part, and pulled the Colonel out a little so that he could lick the soles of his feet again. Then it was time to get the man in position, and let him digest slowly. His stomach wrapped itself around its new meal, gurgling with anticipation. The squaddie groaned with pleasure, and waited to watch the end of the other Colonel.

This Colonel was shouting angrily, ‘You’ll never eat me you pieces of shit!’ ‘Too fucking right dude!’ came the menacing reply, and the Colonel found himself being stripped by the Sarge who couldn’t resist a lick. The Colonel swore at the Sarge disgusted at the action. Sarge licked him all over, lubricating him for his other charge. The Colonel tried struggling but was held fast, and suddenly he felt himself horizontal, with his feet stuck fast. Sarge was holding him, and pushing his shoulders. He looked down at his feet and cried out in horror. He couldn’t see his feet, they were inside the massive cock of the other squaddie. Sarge laughed, and kept pushing.

The Squaddie could feel the Colonels feet travelling up his long thick welcoming shaft, expanding all the time to accommodate its visitor. The Colonel was up to his head now, only that was sticking out from the piss slit, and Sarge licked the Colonels face, saying farewells. The Colonel had tears in his eyes, what a way to go, not like this, he couldn’t be trapped inside someone’s cock, he must be dreaming. The squaddie stroked his throbbing shaft, and sucked the Colonel totally inside. The Colonel was pinned and couldn’t move. He could feel himself being drawn downwards, and his feet were stinging. Then his legs tingled, and his waist, and then he tasted something salty, his eyes were smarting, he couldn’t breath. The squaddies massive balls were working overtime dissolving their guest. Sarge grinned at the two guys, and threw the desk across the room.

Jack was crouched there crying, he’d witnessed everything. ‘I need you to fill in the paperwork you fucking little grunt’ bellowed Sarge. ‘I’m the new General now, and these two are my Sergeants. Fill in the paperwork grunt, and fucking quick about it, or you’ll be inside one of us in double quick time!’

Jack hurridly performed his duties, and soon Sarge became General Sarge. The two new Sarges filled their boots and swelled with pride. General Sarge eyed Jack, and beckoned him over. Jack was trembling, General Sarge said, ‘Strip! Get on your hands and knees, fuck!’ Jack obeyed and received the pounding of his life from General Sarge and his two other men. General Sarge kept his pants open, and his cock grew to the familiar enormous size. ‘Climb in feet first fuck, no protests, or you die quickly and painfully!’

Jack timidly climbed inside his master’s cock, and lay there trembling. General Sarge got his thrill and could feel Jack trembling in there, he shouted ‘Hey, I got a Private in MY privates’, and the other two sniggered, but General Sarge needed an administrator and knew he couldn’t kill Jack. He needed him, so he was going to torture him for the rest of his life. He told Jack of his new role, and slipped him out if his cock. Jack was the first and only man who’d ever survived being down there, and General Sarge was full of mixed feelings. Jack was grateful to be alive, but knew now that he’d be living in General Sarge’s cock regularly from now on.

General Sarge issued his orders that he wanted Sixty new recruits to arrive tomorrow, and that he and his two newly promoted men would start the training program. Jack stared at General Sarge open mouthed, ‘Sixty?’

‘Yes, that’s what I ordered pisshead, FUCKING SIXTY!’ bellowed Sarge with a glint in his eye, the other two looked excited. ‘You can watch if you like Jack, cos you’ll know exactly what they’re goin through, won’t you? Sarge taunted. Jack nodded, afraid to disagree, and he arranged the new recruits.

In the morning General Sarge was heard to roar: ‘Sixty new fucking recruits!’ none too impressed by the appearance or attitude of his new charges. ‘From now on, you call me General Sarge, you only speak to me, you do not speak to each other, and you are not fit to eat the fucking earth I walk on! Do you understand you fucking grunts??

The two new Sarge’s stood watching hungrily, trying to choose the weakest men, to pick on later…………