Miggy510 - Vore And Body Swap Lover

shove me in there and turn me into your armpit

“get in my fucking pit”

Turning Myself On

Man, if I'd have known this before we swapped, maybe I wouldn't have done it. We agreed to swap for a few days, but I'd thought we'd only swap bodies... When I got back to his place and took off his shoes, I got a whiff of his shoes and actually, I found the scent pretty hot. Like, I picked up his shoes and gave them a deep sniff and his cock got hard? Imagine that, pretty weird huh.

Anyway, I thought I'd go along with it once and I jacked off to the scent on "my own" feet. Was somehow gross, but also really hot. Besides, it's just this once.

Well that was a week ago and I'm still wearing the same socks. They reek so good now. I even found myself going round the empty gym locker room and sniffing other people's sneakers. What is wrong with me haha.

I asked the other guy about it and he confirmed that he used to love the smell, but wasn't really his thing anymore. I built up the courage, with butterflies in my stomach, to ask if I could smell my former sneakers and he laughed it off and called me a sick bastard. Damn that made me strain against my pants. I tried to be subtle but I'm pretty sure he noticed how I kept glancing at his feet. They looked real nice.

Maybe I can find some guys who share this fetish and explore it a little more before we swap back. I kinda like being a kinky after all.

Willing jocks might be my favorite type of food. 🤤 *BELCH* As always, I still have room for anyone who wants to join him…

It was late at night, and I had a long drive ahead of me returning from visiting my family. I pulled into a nearby truck stop to take a break; already intimidated by all the vehicles parked up that were so much larger than mine, I was even more tense walking past all the drivers who were just as massive. Ignoring their staring and sneering at the puny guy who’d wandered into their territory, I walked straight to the bathroom to freshen up before I continued my journey.

But when I turned towards the exit, it was suddenly blocked by the muscular arm of a tall, rugged stranger who was eyeing me up and down. He took advantage of my hesitation to walk closer, making me instinctively back away from him until I hit the wall behind me. He leaned in close with his arms either side of me, his face mere inches away from mine so that I could feel the warmth of his breath as he spoke to me. “Hey there. Driving around all day has got me hankering for a filing meal. I was wondering if you wanted to help me out with that?”

His large, firm beer belly had my body pinned to the wall, forcing me to submit to the powerful musk that hung in the atmosphere around him, particularly from the dark, damp patches of sweat beneath his pits. I was surprised he didn’t just grab me right away, instead allowing me to struggle gently beneath his weight. I was trying to avoid eye contact at first as I thought it might scare me into giving up entirely, but after a quick glance I noticed his expression had some friendliness mixed into his tough, intimidating expression. “Don’t be scared, little fella. I’m a nice guy, only gonna eat you if you give me permission. But before you answer, just think about how great it would feel sliding down into my warm, cozy stomach.”

After saying that, he began to lick my neck slowly and seductively. He enjoyed toying with me as he patiently waited for me to stop squirming, confident that I would submit to his desires in the end. And he was right. If being swallowed would feel anywhere near as sensual as getting tasted like this, he’d already done enough to convince me. I couldn’t resist rubbing my hands around his belly while I imagined what it would feel like to be inside it.

“So what do you say, will you fulfil your true purpose and become my dinner?” I quietly whimpered the word “yes” in response and allowed him to pull my shirt over my head before it was suddenly engulfed by his maw. Having teased me enough, he quickly swallowed my shoulders so he could get to the good stuff, tasting the nervous sweat soaked into my pits and chest hair as he devoured me. I moaned at the feeling of being massaged by his gullet that was tightly sealed around me, but there was far more pleasure yet to come.

He pulled off my pants and toyed with my hard cock, his wet tongue coiled around my shaft as it stroked the full length over and over until I bust my salty load into his mouth. Using his strength he was able to force my legs down his throat soon after, his stomach only slightly swelling out as my scrawny body curled up inside him. The man let out a thunderous belch as he admired himself in the mirror, letting me know how satisfied he was in a much more aggressive tone now that he knew he didn’t need to befriend me. “Right where you belong, you delicious little fucker. Now be a good piece of meat and stay nice and still while my gut churns you up.”

I should have been scared, but something just felt so right about becoming a meal for this big man, perhaps because he’d made it feel like it was my choice. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the sensations of being digested alive, feeling his stomach acid slowly break me down into nourishment for his body.

Need to become this man’s armpit immediately

Lay with me? 🧸 💪 🐻