Day 22) Love
#22 of Voretober
Your trauma may never leave you but you can choose how you react to it. Never forget, there's always someone out there who deeply cares about you. Even if you don't believe it. This story deals with the heavy subject of loss, and while it is displayed through vore this may trigger some sensitivities. Please tread this story with caution if you believe such themes may cause distress.
Anyway, this story is also a callback to two stories I've written before. However, this is still for Voretober day 22's prompt regardless.
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/26145132/
- A short leash cws: m/m, soft vore, muscle worship, cock and balls worship, master/pet, digestion, fatal vore, and disposal/scat
https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49233465/
- Hero
CW: Very Unwilling pred, Forced feeding, Failed regurgiatation, Fatal, Mild gore, Digestion , Mental Distress, mild weight gain, and stomach bulges
Now I give enough context in this story for both of the previous stories to be considered suplemental reading.
And finally the CWS for this story
:Willing Prey, Mental Distress, Kissing, Oral vore, Melty Digestion, Male/Male, Gay, Fatal/Death , Belching, Stomach bulges, Temporary Immobilization, Weight gain, Muscle gain
Dominic huffed running on the treadmill, the doberman's thick legs darted across the belt as sweat dripped down from his toned figure. His hulking bulky muscles always caught the eyes of gawkers but he rarely paid them much mind. The shyer ones always piqued his interest miles more. After finishing his run he looked around the gym with a curious glance. He saw it, a blushing spotted canine peering at him in the distance. He grinned looking at the shy dalmatian.
"Hey there! Are you new around here?" The large doberman waved towards the dalmatian. Heading towards the smaller male with a big smile on his face.
"Oh! Ummm, yeah! Though you don't need to come over here, surely you have more important things to do than talk to me!" The dalmatian peeked over from his hiding place and shyly scooched into view. A plain blue tank-top, pink shorts, his spotty body in full view. The doberman reached the smaller canine and extended out his large hand. "The name's Dominic. What's your name?" The big burly canine beamed with excitement.
The dalmatian blushed a dark red. "S-Spot. It's a pleasure to meet you!" That little tail of his wagged back and forth as he shook the doberman's chiseled hand. That soft but brutal texture made him realize just how easily Dominic could crush him. "Seems so, maybe you should wear looser pants." The massive canine winked. "W-What!?" Spot looked down and there was no bulge in sight. He was however rather entranced by the suave doberman. "Hahaha, made you look! You are just adorable. You remind me of a buck I once knew. He was a lot like you!" Dominic with a few words snapped Spot back into reality. "O-Oh yeah? Haha funny you say that...you remind me of someone else too." The dalmatian's expression soured. He looked down for a moment. "Fucking hell, not now." Tears welled up in the dalmatian's eyes. "Um, sorry! I promise I won't be mean to you or whatever that other guy did to you!" Dominic awkwardly stumbled through his words uncertain of what Spot was going through. "Oh sorry, you're fine. When someone is gone sometimes memories of them just tug right back at your heart. Dragging you back into a time you will never have again. Sorry, this is way too much for someone I just met! I don't mean to just uh dump all my feelings on you like that. Sorry!" The dalmatian rubbed his face and sighed. "Hey, hey, it's okay. Calm down. What happened? What's wrong?" Dominic regained his composure trying to calm down Spot. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Whatever, I ate the guy you reminded me of, I am...a murderer." The dalmatian whimpered, his body shaking, eyes closed.
Dominic quirked a brow "Murderer? Unless they were unwilling, canines get legal freedom to swallow people whole." The doberman seemed genuinely even more confused as to why the dalmatian was distraught. "You don't get it, he was my closest lover. My boyfriend. We were supposed to be together forever! Not only that, some person before that had jumped right into my jaws! I am not even sure how I was able to swallow them!" Spot wasn't processing a single word the doberman said. "I'm a monster. A disgusting, ugly, awful monster. I knew I was always a bad person!" The dalmatian took a deep breath in and out and sighed. "I should just leave. Someone like me shouldn't be here anyways." Spot walked away from the massive canine hurrying toward the door. "Hey! Wait! Come back!" Dominic saw the hurt that poor dog was going through, he couldn't let it go. It didn't take too much effort to catch up to Spot. "You wouldn't want anything to do with me! I'm wasting your time..." Dominic lays a hand on the dalmatian's shoulder. "Listen to me, just for a bit. You're free to never look at me again after that." The doberman looked into Spot's eyes. The dalmatian simply nodded, deciding to listen to what he had to say. "Four years ago I ate my pet. He was my first, but he wasn't my last. It's okay to eat the people you care about. Think about it right. They will always be part of you. You never lose your memories of them. And your friend especially, he wanted it right? You gave him an intimacy beyond sex. A closeness he thought you alone were worthy of, he probably thought you deserved all of him." The doberman sighed. "I know how crazy it sounds. I know how much it probably hurts you. But him letting you eat him was his final message to you. His last will. He loved you, just like my buck loved me."
Spot closed his eyes at Dominic's words they stung. Not because he was wrong but because the words felt so right. "I guess so, Zeke, he kissed me like nobody else did. He kissed me like he meant it. Perhaps that's why he wanted me to kiss him back, in more ways than one..." Spot chuckled. "He could've just done me the favor of asking me. Though I probably would've said no." The dalmatian sighed again and looked back at Dominic. "Well, you being unwilling in this exchange was wrong of him. You can move forward to carry on. Perhaps you can find enjoyment in it. Eating people. Maybe you never will. But you can't just stand still. Well, anyway I won't get in your way." Dominic took his hand off the dalmatian. Spot immediately put his hands back on the bulky doberman. "Hey, you're a handsome guy, sweet, caring, willing to listen. I think it would be nice to see if you can show me more. Beyond the veil I've been putting myself in for the past couple months. I haven't been completely honest...I enjoyed eating him. Deep down it felt..nice." The canine blushed a dark red. "I feel I could trust you with showing me how to enjoy it properly."
Dominic looked at him with a warm smile. "Then consider it a date, Spot." The large doberman exited the gym holding the dalmatian's hand. "Mmm confident boy, who said I wanted to date you? Who am I kidding, better give me some nice dinner!" Spot smirked and playfully punched the doberman's arm. "Do you think you'd like eating guys or girls more?" The big dog chuckled as he headed to his car. "Umm, well Zeke was a fucking stud amongst studs. I think I would like to try eating a big guy again!" Spot smiled and blushed again. "Well I know a few big guys. Though maybe it could be me." Dominic smirked and the dalmatian stood still. "H-hehe. I mean I am sure you're joking you wouldn't want to die for a guy you just met, right?" Spot whined softly and got hard thinking about it. He couldn't deny it, he was growing increasingly attracted to Dominic. "Mmm, with such confidence I might just be willing to be your protein for the day. You'd have my full consent to just do it right now. Take my car, go wherever you like." The doberman teasingly shook his thick muscles at the dalmatian. "Mmnn, careful if you said take me now I might just start cramming you down my jaws!" Spot giggled. "Take me, now. If you mean it. Eat me." Dominic stared at the canine dead in the eyes.
Spot whimpered and whined. His thoughts scrambled by such a sudden offer, such a sudden turn of events. "I would like that, but if you want to die so badly, shove your paws in my mouth. Show me that you're not just messing with me!" That bashful tail wagged violently as the dalmatian stared right back at Dominic. "I've got a better idea, just trust me." The doberman pulls in close to the dalmatian's face. Their eyes close a shy kiss exchanged between the two. Lips gently pressed against each other. They press against each other again a bit more eagerly. The dogs nibble away at each other's lips. Dominic's kisses grew more needy, pressing his lips deeper inside the dalmatian's maw. A seesaw of kisses, teetering back and forth. The doberman pushes his head inside Spot's jaws.
Spot didn't resist, he allowed the doberman to shove inside the warm depths of that canine gullet. Wet slobber spattering and slathering over that fur matting it down with thin strands of saliva. Spot gulped, the broad neck and shoulders of the massive doberman squeezed into his throat. The bulges along the dalmatian's neck were an impressive sight to behold. Tunneling down sluggishly. Dominic heard the excited heartbeat of his predator only more eager to disappear down that gullet.
Spot couldn't stop gulping as those bulky arms and torso slid into his throat, the doberman's head already squeezed inside the tight stomach. That caustic cauldron expanded to every inch of the muscular canine. The dalmatian moans with muffled gluttony not even savoring those thick legs before his gut expands with the massive meal. "Mmm fuck, I love you!" Spot let out a long crass belch. "BUUWWWARRRRRRRRRPPPPPPFUCCKK!" He pats his gut affectionately.
Dominic rubbed the insides of Spot's sagging stomach. The fleshy walls squeezed tightly around the canine's form. The enzymes stung and ate away at the big dog's fur sluggishly. All that weight had completely immobilized the dalmatian entrapped within euphoria. "I love you too, Spot. Mmm, such a sexy boy to add to, completely worth it. Just don't try to dump all your boyfriends. 'Kay?" The doberman chuckled as his body diminished while the bile sloshed around his figure.
Spot smiled as his hands gently caressed over his gut. "Listen, if my boyfriends keep cramming themselves down there, how can I stop em? I am just a helpless little dalmatian, I can't help it if my instinct is to swallow a tasty guy." His hands circled over the doughy pudge, his flabby fur and skin felt nice. His cock pressed against the warmth of his gut. The dalmatian couldn't help it, his fat throbbing rod humped into the heft. Flesh and fur alike gilded against his member. Each rub felt like a stranger's hand exploring his length. Dominic could feel the walls slightly shift from the movement. Hearing the rocking slosh and the dalmatian's moans made the doberman smile as he rubbed the inside of that gut. Spot reached his orgasm soon enough. His eyes rolled to his head, toes curled, shots of hot cum seeped down his gut. That sticky seed slathered over the underside of the gut as he panted and whined. Sheer ecstasy filled his brain. "Mmffuck, I have got to do this more often." The dalmatian kissed his soft stomach. Those lips tightly pursed against the doughy heft.
The doberman was becoming more gut slop than he was a canine. His body melted into that sagging heft. Soon enough his life was snuffed out by Spot's stomach. There was no more Dominic, just one very much muscle bound canine. The dalmatian's legs grew thick enough to support the new muscle gut he had, arms were far more bulky, head smaller, stomach massive. Spot admired his new body gained from the stirring slush in his gut. "I will never forget you, Dominic, thank you. I think I am ready to move on." Spot belched out the doberman's keys. "BUUUUUUUGGGGGGGRWARRRRP!" The canine patted his gut and then entered the car and drove off into the sunset.