I Know What I’m Choosing

You want me to eat you? I mean I’m not passing up a willing meal.

Sniff* woof I love that smell I hope you do too. Im not turning you back your staying as my pit hair.

Ahmed Rabos

https://youtu.be/nz9SVDoE-Mk

Get a good view of your new home, now let’s gets you inside.

Wouldn’t mind becoming a jockstrap

Believe it or not, every item of clothing in my closet once used to be a man. I use my magic power to collect past lovers and hookups who have disappointed me. The shirts are all richer, older gentlemen, sugar daddies, and even some past boyfriends’ fathers. For pants, I usually use younger guys from Grindr who didn’t do too much wrong but were overall boring for me. My socks and shoes are all the pathetic cashfags and footslaves who have come to me over the years. My underwear are special. Sometimes I turn rude straight men who challenge my masculinity at bars and parties, into some nice briefs, like this pair I’m wearing now. And sometimes I turn willing men who swear they just can’t get enough of me, into my underwear. And I think I might give you that treatment. Unless you’d rather be something else. You haven’t let me down, I actually like you, which is more than I can say for most men I’ve fucked. But I think I’d like to add you to my collection. What would you say to that?

"Have I seen your friend? Dunno what does he look like?" The big shirtless stranger asks you whilst his stomach lets out several noisy gurgles. You awkwardly describe your missing friend, who'd gone to the bathroom almost half an hour ago.

"Oh yeah I saw him!" He says, placing a hand on his round belly. You can't help but feel a little intimidated by his enthusiastic response. He lets out a deep UUUURP that you feel vibrating in your chest as it fills the room with a familiar scent you just can't place your finger on.

"Yeah he came into the bathroom a while back. He had a look about him that was just so delicious!" He says, smiling and rubbing his hairy belly even more. Suddenly, you hear a strange groaning sound, almost like a trapped animal begging to be released. The most unnerving thing is that it appears to be coming directly from the stranger's gut.

"Oh don't worry about that!" He says, chuckling. "Just my lunch. In fact, why don't you give it a rub, help things go down a little bit quicker." You feel yourself move towards the huge belly, unable to stop yourself as your hands make contact with the hairy orb before you. As you rub the stranger's noisy belly he lets out a few more burps, which smell suspiciously like your friend's aftershave.

After a few minutes of rubbing you feel his belly kick up a storm, distending and almost thrashing beneath your hands. It sounds as though it's screaming, begging to be let go but all you can do is continue rubbing. Moments later rubbing becomes kissing, licking, worshipping this powerful gut before you.

"Wow, you're a good little worshipper aren't you?" He says happily. You feel the storm inside him finally die down as he lets out a final slimy BOUUUUUURP that echoes throughout the room. "And there goes your friend! Looks like you finished him off. Who knows, if you're lucky you'll get to join him one day; for now though I'll keep you around to help keep my future meals down, you're just the little helper I need." He says, shaking his sloshy belly. He walks out of the bathroom and you follow instinctively, you've got a strange feeling you're going to be spending a lot more time with this handsome stranger.

I met with this godly beast after chatting with him for awhile I agreed to meetup to be absorbed. Now with him in front of me he started flexing showing me what I was going to become and without hesitation I started worshiping his body until it was time to become a part of him.