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CONTENT WARNING: Anal Vore, Willing, Implied Digestion, Disposal Reference

"How's the writin' going?" The message popped up on Jay's screen, distracting him from the blank word document he had been intently willing words onto. The human sighed and alt-tabbed to his messenger to respond.

"Shit. Not a single word. I'm just not feeling it tonight, I guess." He groaned and leaned back. Saying it felt like admitting defeat, which felt worse. His hand ran through his purple-dyed hair in frustration.

"Maybe you need inspiration, you want to climb into my butt?"

Jay snorted and rolled his eyes. He typed back, "No way! That's a one-way trip and you know it."

"C'mon, it'd be way more fun than staring at a blank page and not writing anything! And far more useful, you'd be feeding me!" That message was followed by an old picture of the grumpig's butt with his round cheeks and heavy haunches. It was badly framed but it still made the human squirm in his seat.

Jay went back to the word document and put a couple of words on the screen, but they felt so forced and uninspired. After the first sentence, which took ten minutes to write, Bayard sent another message.

"Come oooooooon, Jay. My butt really wants to destroy you <3" Followed by another oft-used picture of the grumpig's pink butt-hole. The human blushed and looked over his uninspired sentence.

"Ugh, fine! But you're coming over here."

The door to Jay's room slammed open, making him jump in his seat. he swiveled his chair to see the purple, curly haired pig already marching into the room.

"Finally! I've been wanting to turn you into pig fat all day!" Bayard grinned as he marched dutifully forward.

"Uh, I wasn't expecting you to be here so quick. And I was kind of expecting you to come out of my phone or screen or something." Jay said. His bulge was already tenting his loose sports shorts.

"There's no time for matrix-ey shenanigans! You have a date with my piggy pucker!" Bayard stood in front of the human with his hands on his hips and a little bit of his red cock poking out of his sheath above his fat, tight balls. He only just came up to Jay's chin while he sat, but he exerted a lot of dominant, ravenous energy. To make his point about time, Bayard reached forward, grabbed Jay's red shorts, and tugged them off of the human in one fell swoop, revealing his girly, pink, rudderbutts underwear that tented out pleasantly. Those too were removed quickly, letting Jay's thick pink cock bounce tall and proud in the open air, and his soft balls collapse against his white, pillowy thighs. "What sort of food keeps its wrapper on?" Bay snickered before shoving both pieces of clothing into his cock.

Jay blushed red, having been exposed so quickly, though he made no motion to retrieve his clothes. Instead, he pulled off his shirt too and tossed it to the ground.

"Now that's a good meal! Come on, butt-stuffer, let's get you in there."

Bayard climbed up onto the chair Jay was sitting in. It wobbled and turned slightly. Eventually, Bay got his little hoofed paws on the chair on both sides of the human's thighs. Then came the dubious action of turning around. His belly rubbed up against Jay's blushing face as the pig carefully re-positioned his feet and held on to the back of the chair.

"Almost... got it..." Bay said. His snout wiggled in concentration as he turned in place, slowly grinding his belly, then side, then butt cheeks against his prey.

"I could have helped you," Jay tried to say. Instead, what was heard were a series of muffled sounds, dampened by those fat, smooth cheeks now crushing the human's face. Bayard moaned in pleasure. His hands held onto the back of the gaming chair and his hips were raised somewhat awkwardly so he could give that human a kiss with his tight, pink hole.

"There we go," Bayard said. He gave his rump a wiggle and got comfortable on Jay's face. His hole rubbed over that human's nose, eager to take him in. "You ready to give up writing to be a part of these luscious cheeks? This is your last chance to back out of my backside!"

Again, Jay tried to say "Why would I want to back out?" But all Bayard heard were muffled words and all he felt was hot breath on his eager hole.

"Too bad, it's too late!" Bay said, answering the request he thought he heard. Taking a moment, Bayard breathed and relaxed his sphincter. Jay could feel the muscle soften and stretch against his nose. With a grunt, Bayard shoved his rear back. That pink anus spread over the human's face, which slipped in with little effort. If Jay was having a hard time being heard just between those cheeks, he was absolutely impossible to be heard within that rectum.

Bayard was eager to get that human to his date with pig-guts. He wiggled that fat, black rump and took in the human's shoulders and chest. Jay's arms were pinned to his sides as he was crammed into those hot, slick bowels.

"Mrff, and you thought writing was a pain in the ass," Bayard said. He oinked at his own joke.

His cheeks slid further down Jay's chest and stomach, letting the grumpig almost sit where the human was. His soft, stretch sphincter clenched and relaxed with each breath, swallowing the human and tucking him deep into pig bowels. Jay merely moaned and squirmed. His hands tried to adjust to grope and stroke that throbbing, leaking cock, but that sphincter held him too tightly. With a chuckle, Bayard reached down for the boy and gave the tall spire a few strokes. Each pump up and down on that cock made his butt meal squirm and tense further. The squirming sent shivers of pleasure through the pig, erecting his own cock.

"See? Isn't this much better than stressing over some silly story? Succumbing to my rump is far better than wasting your time pretending." Bayard gave that cock a few more strokes, letting it build up that pleasure before he pushed it down and tucked it under his rump. "But I'm already doing all of the hard work of breaking you down, so you can get yourself off." With a greedy grin and a hearty clench, Bayard swallowed that cock and those hips into his gut. All that remained of the human outside of that tightening sphincter was a pair of hairy, white legs, kicking and slowly slipping in with the rest of him.

"You better hurry, Jay. My belly is impatient, I can hear it getting started!"

Jay squirmed harder as he was cramped into those intestines. All of his moans and groans as he tried to hump against the hot, wet anal walls were mixed in with a building cacophony of gurgles and glorps. The orchestra of stomach rumbles and grumbles got louder and louder as Jay slipped in and swam through those bowels. It was only a few more moments until Jay's feet slipped into that hungry anus and disappeared from the world.

Bayard moaned and rubbed his noisy, sloshy belly, helping it manage its snack and settle that human in his transition to butt-fat. The loud gurgles and rumbles only made those squirms from the human all the more pleasurable. Those piggy fingers kneaded and pushed into his belly, feeling up the human as he softened and gurgled, being absorbed and transformed by his body, as all good food does. That squirming and writhing grew more frantic and energetic, as did the sounds of belly groans and glorps, until finally one loud GLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNN echoed through the room. All at once those motions stopped, that belly shrunk down, and the stomach quietened down.

"BHUOOOOOOOOORRAAAAAAAAAPH!" Bay belched, a wet, explosive burp, splattering drool everywhere. He gave his taught tum a pat and leaned back. "Mmhmm, that's what I thought Jay. From writer?s block to plumbing blockage. I hope you got off before you became belly rumbles."