"okay, that's enough, lets get to it" you say, and pull your foot out of Aaron's mouth, "undress yourself for me" you order.
Aaron gets to his feet, "please, i do whatever you want, i can get you more meals, anytime you want so that you wont have to, and i will be you slave forever, please.. just, don't eat me please" Aaron pleads to you with tears coming from his eyes.
You think about what Aaron said for a moment, then a smile appear on your lips, Aaron smiles back nervously, you stand up in front of Aaron, still smiling, you rise both of your hands and lie them on his shoulders, still with a warm smile on your lips, you pull his shoulders down towards you, and in a quick motion you rise your knee to contact his stomach, Aaron began to cough violently, taken by surprise by the sudden act of violence. As he cough bent over you take hold of his hair and pull his head up so that he was looking at you, a few stinging slaps was dealt across his cheeks when he opened his mouth to speak.
"I wasn't asking you to undress, i was fucking telling you to undress, take your clothes of NOW!" you let go of his hair.
The young boy felt beat and humiliated, he began to slowly undress while he wept, no one had ever treated him this bad in his entire life, and what made it feel even worse was that the one doing it, was even younger than him, but he couldn't simply overpower this boy.
You sat back down on the edge of your bed, looking over Aaron's body as he got naked in front of you, when he was done he stood in front of you shivering, trying to hide his package with both of his hands over his groin, you lean back on your elbows in your bed. "not as meaty as i hoped for but i guess that you will do for a afternoon snack, lets get this over with, now, climb into my stomach" you simply state.
Aaron walks up to your bed and climb onto it, up to your wide open mouth, Aaron looks down into the dark pit that is your maw, and could also see the entrance of your throat, he looks down on your relaxed body on the bed, watching your stomach rhythmically rise and fall for each inhale and exhale, also noticing some thin stomach hair that already begun to grow around your bellybutton, continuing down and disappearing behind the rim of your jeans.
Aaron looks back down into your open mouth, and lifts both of his hands and begin to push them down your throat. finally you thought to yourself, one more minute and i would have had to do all the work myself. Aaron quickly got his arms down to his armpits in your throat, Aaron looked over your stomach one last time before bending his head forward in between his arms and also began pushing it down your throat, your throat stretched with ease for the older boy, even his shoulders wasn't that difficult to get down.
Aaron's point of view:
Darkness surround you, the pulsating muscles in Jamie's throat massages your arms and head, trying to guide you downwards, then all of a sudden everything went very fast when Jamie manage to envelop your shoulders, more of your body joined you in Jamie's throat, but not for long, your hands and arms pushed through the sphincter into the young boys stomach, and your head soon followed, the stench and the stinging gas hit you at once, then you felt your legs leave the bed as they were lifted up in the air and began to sink down into Jamie's gullet, your body is forced to bend and curl up to fit in the cramped sack, you felt the warm moist air on your feet as they entered the boys maw, and with one last gulp you had left the outside world forever, your feet joined you in the stomach and the slimy sack began to pulsate and massage you, while the gastric juice began to rise and burn your flesh, you scream out in pain..
Jamie's point of view:
Finally you had gotten your meal down were it belongs. you burp and lie back on your bed, grabbing a comic book on your bedside table and begin to read, while your tummy began to process its current meal.
A knock on the door, your mother sticks her head in, "hey honey, just wanted to check on you, was your meal any good?" your mother asks in a loving tone.
"yes mum, he was okay, but he wasn't that filling even though he was a bit older" you answer
"oh, that's what happen when you grow up, you're going to need more and more meals the older you get honey, now i will let you rest, love you" your mother close the door.
At first a few kicks and punches could be seen through your skin, but it calmed down more and more, at last Aaron finally surrendered to the younger boys stomach, and let the digestive system have its way with him, breaking him down into a lumpy, fleshy soup to be absorbed into the younger boys intestines.
After three comic books you lifted your arms above your head, stretching your limbs, you sit up on the bed edge, you hear the liquid in your gut slosh and gurgle when you sit up, your tummy just pouted out very slightly, no one would ever guess that the remains of an older boy where in your guts, you stretched again and yawned, scratching your armpit, you stand to your feet, and walk over to you window and look down on the street, you see some local high school boys playing street hockey on the asphalt.
you put one hand on your small gut and rub it, when it lets out a groan, you lift one leg as you release some pent up gas from your bowels, you giggle to yourself when the stench hits you.
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