The new Arrangement of Belly


Written by Septia.


A discordance of creaks and squeaks resounded from the villa's bedroom; the rhythm within lacking cohesion and tact as though someone was playing a flute with too many holes -Cstth-thhng- -Schhhthnng-. 
	“You got this, who's my big hubby? Are you my big hubby?” 
	Wiping his brow, Tiego peered back at Clodia, seeing the lust painted on her face framed by locks of golden yellow hair, washing down from above and the ample bust budding up beneath it, the pale pair a vibrant contrast against he deep blue covers. He leaned against her, tugging at his shaft and grinding it up against her crotch. “Y-you know I am sweetie, I just need a… moment,” he mumbled. He worked up a rhythm of humps against her, thighs pinching him towards her crotch. He tried to coax more lust to his loins, in hopes that his love of his wife growing tangible… 
	Clodia's eyebrow twitched, though she upheld her smile. “I could try sucking you off, again? Just a ‘lil jump start?” 
	“Oh no, dear. I got this, promise, you hot sexy thing, don't have to wait, a-anylonger,” Tiego mumbled under gritted teeth. He'd had enough. And with an embrace of his well endowed wife, dove right in… -Sllpthfflwp- Though, attempting to till her soil with a rake of laytex. A wheeze and cry of a balloon animal smothered in steaks whimpering out from their less-than-lustful union -Squufflllrth-. 
	“Fmmmfa, the heck was-? Get off, get off,” Clodia whined.  
	Tiego withdrew to the end of the bed to give her space. 
	“What the hell, Tiego? You tryna screw me with a gummy worm?” 
	“Sweetie, I just tried-.” 
	“Don't you sweetie me, buck. What's your deal?” 
	“It… it is not just…” 
	“It's me, isn't it?” 
	“What? Sweetie, n-.” 
	“So triple-J not enough for ya?” Clodia said and squeezed her bust to her chest so the jugs blossomed up in jostles. 
	“What are you talking about? You are the hottest thing I k-know.” 
	“Well news-flash, your dick doesn't agree you. Haven't knocked me up since our honeymoon. I haven't had kids in months.” 
	“Is… that so bad?” 
	Clodia gasped and clicked her lips with a furrowed brow. “Felicia has been pregnant four times in the past two weeks. Edith's toting around quadruplets, and Wendy had a new batch just yesterday, and look at me,” she encouraged, her flat abdomen stretching between her giant bust and behemoth of an ass. “I'm getting ridiculed, Tiego, and you can't even get your dick in gear for sex.” 
	“Clodia… just a moment, I promise.” 
	“You know what? Screw it, if you can't get it up, I'm not gonna waste my time,” she said, hoisting herself out of bed, picking up her underwear that had been erroneously discarded in passion. “If you, or-,” then she mumbled under her breath, “your lil prey dick… wants me, I'll be out sunbathing…” The slam of the door had Tiego shuddering, sitting slumping back on the bed, limp as his dick, staring at the ceiling.


~ 1 ~


The bebai sun blanketed the yard in heat – Sweat drops budding along the voluminous form reclined on a towel on the grass. Clodia was laying on her flat belly in annoyed reluctance, flicking through pages in a magazine and her phone. Maybe she could amp up her workout? She peered back, at her whole-ass cake on display jutting out of her thong, two beanbags full of jelly strapped to her thighs, rising up above her head as if it was being propped up by her bust. It still wasn't the biggest she'd seen, but she had more ass than any of the neighbours, big enough they started drooping under their own weight, a real pair of mountaintops that any man would be lucky to have. Or… at least she thought so. Clodia sighed and dropped her face into the Barrel ‘O Twonks monthly magazine. 
	“Ey there neighbour,” came a call from over the fence. 
	Clodia peeked up, catching a glimpse of the deep chocolate hunk towering behind the peaks of white planks. “Oh, hi Ajatar,” she mumbled. 
	Ajatar lounged against the fence. “My, if it isn't the gorgeous, goddess Clodia herself. Tell me, how does anyone manage to look so glum drum with fine weather like this?” 
	“It's a ‘lil difficult, dunno… sorta hard to pin down, just real,” she then lowered her voice to a whisper, “horny…” 
	Ajatar’s look of neighborly concern melted into a toothy grin. “Jus’ hold up a sec, babe,” he said before grabbing the fence with one hand… and vaulting over it. -Thhtnk- Clodia heard the planks he grabbed plough into the dirt as his weight bore down on it, her eyes trailing down from his strong jawline, to his protruding gutline… more than half of Ajatar's weight laid balled up in his broad, impregnated gut, swollen broad to match the embrace of the two-meter stallion, lurching upwards as light as a feather under the swing over the fence. As he landed, the gut trailed down to bob towards the ground in a jostling dip -Bbbwntnghs-, jiggling like a batch of pudding. She could make out faint bulges morphing up along his core, the dark man brushing along the stretch of pale ochre stretch-marks along the bottom of his umber deep belly. His gut flexed, the outlines of abs growing defined, warped across the belly as it tucked back with a moist juggle -Chrlslpt-. 
	“Easy, easy boys, we're with company,” Ajatar mused to his tummy as he strut up to Clodia, deliberate, steps showing every jiggle of well honed fat and tightly woven musculature on his strong fat twunk build… almost as if… he wanted her to look.
	Clodia licked the bottom of her lip. “Ooh, my, gawd. You're so massive…” 
	“These? Oh, you know Trevor and Yake? Just a couple of preys. Did ‘em a favour, when you think about it. What's a couple of tasty twinks worth compared to buffing out a big, pred belly?” he mused and patted his protruding abdomen. “Gotta admit, if those prey got one thing right, it is their tastes in wives.” 
	Clodia inhaled through her nostrils and buried herself back in her magazine, hiding a sigh that smeared spittle across the pages. “Oooh, Ajatar… it’s unfair, you got no clue how much I envy you right now…” 
	“Ajatar chuckled. “And why's that?” 
	“Don't be like that. People can see how flat my gut is from a mile away… Even guys and their incubation fecundity are bigger than me…” 
	“Oh now, babe, ‘be a tall tale to call someone of your, immaculate physique…” he mumbled and reared back his palms, sweeping in a clean arc to smack into Clodia's exposed bum -Tvvhhwwwwlp- the fluid smack surging through her rear, ripples of fat as dense as sausages coursing from one cheek to the next as Ajatar's palm fit snugly in the indent of blubber over her rear, the towering meat swaying to the smack before recoiling to dip and smother his palms, “physique.” 
	A shiver sprawled down Clodia's spine. That rude bastard just touched her… in a way she hadn't been touched for months… “Mmm, watch it… Ajatar. We're just neighbours.” 
	“Sheet, didn't know being ya neigh meant I couldn't,” he leaned down in line with her rear, “recognize you beauty,” he said brushing his fingers over her rear, rubbing his face against her cheek and planting a sloppy -Smmmtch- smooch on her trunk, “or worship a rightful goddess.” 
	Clodia wheezed in a breath through her teeth, “Mmm. Well, mmm, maybe…” she peered back towards the house, and swallowed. “Could I, pardon you for a favour?” 
	“What is troubling you?” 
	“Mmm, my ass could do with a bit of sunscreen~. If, you wouldn't mind, you'd have to… really get in there, I got quite the cakes…” she mused. 
	Ajatar smirked, flicked up the bottle from the towel and let it revolve in the air before he caught it and snapped the cap open. “Babe, you got a whole bakery back here, such pristine wedding cakes require a gentlemen's touch,” he mused, squirting the pale cream out of the bottle, letting it pool in his hand, rise, and overflow, along the crevices of his palm before miring his hands together, and smearing the cream sleek before sprawling his open palms across her hind. A smooth caress with firm fingers let her plush blubber swell up in between the grooves of his digits, streaking her in splatters of the pale ointment, kneading into her rear to smeared it into a glistening film, making her ass shine. 
	Clodia cooed, “I really needed mms, a hand with that…” she mused, moaning deeper to herself, arching and writhing along his motions. Peering back to the house… to the kitchen window… where Tiego stood with his face plastered to the glass… The sight outside had Tiego stunned, perplexed. That, couldn't be his neighbour feeling up Clodia… groping into her luscious ass, rutting his gut up to smoosh flat against her hind, humping as he… spread his cream frosting over her buns. Closing his eyes, Tiego muttered, counting to ten. But when he opened them, hoping he was just imagining things… As he opened his eyes, Ajatar had worked his way up to her breasts, his stomach arched down to slide into the curve of her back, groans from their bodies mingling together, muffled through the facade. He clenched his fists… 
	“Ooh yeah, hell that gut covers my whole back… fmms, and you were calling me a bakery…” 
	“Babe,” Ajatar mused and brushed down the side of her chest, “if you are so keen on getting knocked up, why don't you just get your husband to mmfm, pin you down?” he mused as he massaged his gut along her spine, vertebrae lining up with his linea nigra,” and put a couple of buns in that oven?” 
	“Ooh. Mmm… you know…” she mused, spying off to the house to see Tiego open the terrace door. “He's been trying, but… 'lil' Tiego' hasn't been too cooperative…” 
	Ajatar reeled back, flashing a grin that sorely held back the smug superiority, a gleam in his eyes and snicker past his lips giving Clodia a hum of his expectations being fulfilled. “Well well, 'bout what I expected, ain't that just archetypical prey, Tiego.” 
	“H-hey, you. What do you think y-you are doing with my wife? Hands off,” Tiego called out as he stepped out into the yard. 
	Clodia' raised the volume of her voice. “Yeah, Tiego's not gotten stiff for at least a month, I can barely remember the last time we even had sex.” 
	Ajatar smirked. “Aww… what a husband… But, that's the thing about prey,” he said, wrapping an arm around Clodia's waist, and hoisting her up, letting her arch her back over his gut whilst his ointment slathered hand roamed down her belly, along to her thong, “unless its for feeding that special hunger, they got just two modes: Hard hardly, or hardly hard.” 
	“Wh-What is-… Unhand her, you grunt. Clodia doesn't wanna be manhandled by you.” 
	“Mmfnhphaaww oh, Ajatar… Your grip is so strong…” 
	“Clodia?” Tiego mumbled. 
	“Well, when you got, two pretty wives already, Mm,” he mumbled and cupped her ass with both hands, “’bout half as voluminous as you, we get our, fair share of workouts in.” 
	“Ooh, Ajatar… you mean…” 
	“Mm, you should see our bench press.” 
	“Mm, I'd could be your bench, babe…~” 
	“Clodia? H-hey… s-stop that…” Tiego whimpered. 
	“Oh, Why, if it isn't Tiego? Howdy neighbour, didn't see you there,” Ajatar mused. “Everybody knows the best penetration a prey can manage is down some thick, juicy throat, contributing his dick to someone who'd actually use it.” 
	“Mmm, mmm, yeah, I could see it. ‘Lotta people have been talking 'about it, but I dunno, haven't really taken a stance myself yet. Politics, you know?” 
	“Mm, that sounds like someone who hasn't gotten to a taste of pred meat yet… I was just offering a helping hand to my your, mmm lovely wife. Didn't see you there.” 
	A chill crept down Tiego's back with Ajatar's presence towering over him. There was maybe a deci in height between the two of them, but with Ajatar's build, and the gut jutting out before him, Ajatar was at least three times the man he was… “O-ok, erhm rehgm… Listen Ajatar, I don't want any trouble.” 
	“Course not.” 
	“And neither do you, so just, leave us alone. I'm… I was, just about to impregnate Clodia, so i-if you don't mind…” 
	Ajatar clicked his lips -Tsk- -Tsk-, “You know, homie. You wouldn't have any more trouble if ya just joined Trevor and Yake down here,” Ajatar said with a prod at his gut, “Plenty ‘a room, one less prey taking up space outside of a gut, and don't worry, I would make sure to use whatever sorry excuse for a dick you have to add to mah own, and… ¨'impregnate' Clodia. How about it? Sounds like a deal?” 
	“W-what, I. I wouldn't…” 
	“Mm, I ‘unno babe,” Clodia mused, “sounds like a pretty sweet deal. You are kinda pathetic. I mean, you are prey, after all.” 
	“Hookay, that's it,” Tiego shouted, and stormed up to Ajatar, “I removing you from my property right now, you are coming with me.” Tiego said and grabbed a hold of Ajatar's wrist.
	“Whoa whoa, things are getting just a bit heated over here.” With a swinging crack of his arm Ajatar hoisted Tiego out of position, leaving him stumbling in the sheer exertion of force, before seeing the meter of Ajatar's gut roaring towards him, the protruding side slamming into his chest -Twwhhwhwap- and launching him like a human golf ball, straight into the pool -Kskrplrlltsh-. 
	“You'd do well cooling off some…” he mused, then turned to the sound of panting, looking over at Clodia. 
	“So, where were we?” 
	“Mmm, I think you were just about to stuff me with a baker's dozen…” 
	Ajatar chuckle, “Ho ho… things are really about to get hot.”


Ajatar leaned down over Clodia's bust, their lips meeting in a union of tongues as he shuffled out of his cargo shorts. His dick sprung free under the pressure -Twwnngns- oscillating like a violin string at three deci long, then it twitched in tension -Twnnnghs- swelling in girth and lust, four deci… -Thwhgnngsa- five deci…
	“OOo-ahhoo hell yeah…” Clodia mumbled in the kiss, “Gimmie a real fat, pregnant gut.” 
	Ajatar broke the kiss as his shaft swept against her thighs, guided towards her honeypot. “I'll make you the goddess of fecundity you deserve to be,” he whispered. -Chrlrlsptah- a crinkle of liquid lust puttered around Ajatar's cock as it thread past the wide open gate to Clodia's body. The well honed instrument dipping through the smooth folds. And as his dick filled her tunnel, her crotch distended -Cnnrrrkk- Stretching around the drove to match his girth. “Mmfma phaa wooh hell yeah, that mfs, now that's a cock…” she mumbled as his meat ploughed into her, a solid beam of bionic metal venturing into her depths and spreading her thighs wide as their crotches sought each other in the magnetism of lust. Clodia's pussy cleaved under his girth, abdomen warping up to inflate over Ajatar's battering ram, a pronounced, veined hillock sculpted over her core as he fulfilled their union, her skin creaking like rubber, whistling like the hinges of a door long bereft of lubrication -Chhrlrlink-  -Ctrhnnnnggs-. “Mfamwawh, heell yeah.” 
	“Mm, you like it, I'm not too big, am I? I can take is slo-.” 
	“Pork me into the dirt, you pussy butcher.” 
	“Whoahkay, damn you’re on fire, guess I gotta use the oven while it’s still in heat,” he mused and sunk in for another kiss, heaving his lap forwards to plunge his dick into her depths. The black man and white woman slobbering over each other’s lips as he drove his mast down her birth canal, -Shthtsp- Thrusting down, drumming his cock down her snatch- In the rut Clodia felt her body bouncing, recoiling from his thrusts: Her rear gyrating against the ground to roll her back and forth on the peaks of her posterior, and her tits revolving up against Ajatar's bulbous chest in a swirling roll of kneading tit blubber. The packed hams were recoiling agaisnt the ground, launching her back into his embrace after each thrust, the two of them bouncing into each other, with the thrusts of their momentum only exacerbating one another, amplifying their lurid locomotion and locking the whole length of Ajatar's cock into Clodia's crotch, the hungry pussy groaning in stretches after finally getting some good, honest meat -Shhrrllpfs- -Vhlrlprs- -Gnnrtthnng-. “Damn gurl, would have mistaken you for a cactus with how thirsty your pussy is, don't think a ‘lil prey lad could mmfgh, pleasure this pit if he tried.” 	“Mamm aah heell, I'm just, happy to have a dick in me agiangmmfms that isn’t plastic…” she she moaned out and wrapped her arms around Ajatar's back, drawing him closer. Their chests were smooshing into one another, her bust enveloping his in a crater of plush stuffing -Spptwwlangnsp- all as the moistened squeal of their crotches rung out across the yard. 
	“Phahahae… phaa,” came from Tiego as he surfaced from the pool, sloughed over the brim, contributing to the chorus of pants, however little his breaths managed. Soaked with clothes clinging to his skin, he stared up, at his wife and neighbour folded over one another – if anything wetter than himself… 
	“Oooh, fmms Oo Ajatar~.” Clodia moaned out as she clung to the dominating pred like a tick. 
	“Mfmgs mmm? Mphmm,” Ajatar grunted and huffed in amusement to this, glancing back at Tiego, as he dragged his nuts across the ground in his cock's spelunkin tour through Clodia's vag. The bowling ball orbs tilling the grass in grooves beneath them, and as they rocked Tiego heard the slosh of turgid fluids within -Chhrrllptha- -Cllghrlrptahh- gruelling chimes of thickened muck jostling through the deep soot diamonds.
	“Mm mfg…” Ajatar moaned, panting -Chthttlsph- the orbs swelling in their rocking rut through the grass, milling the mowed lawn down to dirt under the juicy heaves. “Your voice sings with pleasure, babe, so much it is hard to tell… gimmie a sign when you cum, would you babe?” 
	“Mfmgms, phaa… haa,” Clodia heaved, her hand slumped back to the grass, “Mfpa… I-I already d-did~.” 
	Ajatar smiled. “I know… You heard what I said,” he cooed and kissed her again, revolving and gyrating his hips as his dick dug deep into her trenches, massaging the warped walls around his cock, soaked in her raw affection.
 Building it up as her moans rumbled down his throat.
	“Mfmfs mfmaf smurf… Yamaha, A-Ajatar~,” she moaned and the ever helpful samaritan of a neighbour rocked into her crotch. 
	-Svtthwtlp- And his howl joined hers. 
	With dread behind his eyes Tiego stared at Clodia, as Ajatar's dick throbbed with heat, as his balls jostled and pulsed, and as her stomach welled. -Chhrrllpgths- With a creak and strain of fresh rubber Clodia's abdomen engorged. Meeting up against Ajatar's pregnant gut and warping around its girth, rising up along the sides like dough leavening past the brim of their forms. The sloshing waves of cum flooding through her, roaring in a cycling of convulsions as her core contoured to cup Ajatar's gut, sculpting into a cum cornucopia. And through this, as Ajatar pumped her womb full of his frosting, the pressure amplified in the tarrying groans and tugs of her flesh until… -Chhrlrlpth- -Chhrrltplah- -Krllspththa surges of swells rose with her swelling suction-cup of a gut -Pptwwnnnngnghs- Until it surpassed equilibrium, bounding upwards with a spring of condensed, clotted spunk -Cthhhwwnnngnsp-. It bounced Ajatar's gut up off of her belly as it swelled rotund, grinding up against his, surpassing it, swelling past their breasts and rushing with the hot cream into her belly. “Mfmmpagha pgmapah…” she moaned, as Ajatar shuffled down, rubbing and massaging, servicing her gut as it warped out, inflated and jostling like a balloon stuffed with wet cement, rebounding him off of her gut to the sound of an overinflated tire wheel unbuckling -Pptwwhnnnngp-. Ajatar was gently humping into her as thin spurts of semen trickled down her lower lips and bathed over his cock, their moans growing elongated, thinning, yet drooping in pleasure. “Mmmphaooo h-heell, I msmf, so big… so- soo much…” Clodia mumbled and lazily draped her arms along her gut. Shuddering. 
	Ajatar was panting as he laid his head to rest against her gut, watching the rosy stretch-marks carve into the overloaded dermin. 
	“Mm, hey, neighbour?” Ajatar called out to Tiego who still sat on all fours, drooping by the pool. “In my experience, it takes a while for someone to ween off their lover's name. My other wives took a few weeks before they just called my name in bed… but, Clodia got it on her first try, how about that?”
	Shivers swept throughout Tiego's body, making him shake off droplets of water, gritting his teeth, … and new droplets were rolling down his cheeks. 
	“Mmffpsha haaa, hey Tiegofmms, I think there's something to that. You mm, should totes just squirm down Ajatar's thrroat and be done with it. Mms, we could have so much more fun that fmms, w-whaay, Masada,” she moaned out and rubbed along her gut, shuddering as  roaring roils stormed through her abdomen. Her bellybutton popping out to a bud -Bbwwpt- as the baby batter curdled and brewed through her gut -Chghllpghsha- -Clslgpthhat- maturing, growing, her abdomen contracting, dense, then sprawling in a hail of bulges which were tumbling and morphing up from her bellybutton, around the bredth of her guts. “Fmmsmwmapfaaha oaof mm, my sweetis, mfms h-eem yeaah. You knocked m-me up s-so g-good. I-I can't count how many they're mfmsm all so rowdy… Mms shahs, sweetie shush… let mommy mm, feel you,” she moaned and drooped her arms across her belly, feeling the tension jostle -Cbwbotoths- -Cshthtsothng- of her gut warping around the new litter hoisted in her guts. 


To this, Tiego stood, and shook his head. “Th-that's it. I've had it, okay? Clodia;” he said, pointing to the woman he had chosen to dedicate his life to, “We are done. If you will be so h-happy with Ajatar, then you two c-can go where pepper grows for all I care, we are through. Pack your th-things, I am c-calling the authorities.” There was pain shining through the anger of Tiego's words as he stumbled towards the house, holding his shoulder and shuddering in his soaked clothes. 
	-Ththwp- A palm fell on his shoulder. 
	“If that's how its gotta be, then ‘be a shame to go through all that paperwork,” Ajatar said with a smile, locking his arms under Tiego's shoulders, “but, I will accept your offer, and do not worry, I'll take, very good care of Clodia, the care she deserves. Try not to struggle, and just accept this is where prey like you belong, least you deserve a proper accomodating gut to hang out in.” Ajatar ensured as leaned over him with the gut poking into his back and hoisted Tiego upwards, Tiego kicking and wriggling to worm out of the grip, but he got no footing on the broad, bustling stomach as he was raised higher, higher. He stared down, into Ajatar's awaiting maw. 
	-Haaooompghf- Ajatar's lips scooped up around Tiego's ass, stretching with a faint tension of latex wrapping around a thick drumstick -Scrrllltrr- -Khclllrch- with a swing and a tilt back Tiego's thight buttocks sank in to stuff Ajatar's cheeks -Cllwlpth- heaving his knees up to his chest and limiting his movement to a tantrum of flails and writhes. 
	“A-Ajatar, s-stop, l-let me g-go right now. I n-never agreed to this, you b-bastard.” 
	“Mfm gmpsh, but Tiego, mms, you are so cold now…” Ajatar mumbled around his rear, prying at Tiego's shoes and socks. 
	“D-did you not hear me, you lunk? I didn't consent to-to be your food.” 
	“Aww hell, Tiego listen to yourself,” Clodia grunted as she heaved herself up to sit, cradling her belly between her tree trunk thighs, “but, does prey really need to give consent? I mean, come on, do you think I didn't suspect it since day one? You couldn't mfms, even get an erection up for bebai's sake. Probably cus you've just been overing the wrong kinda bulge you are lusting for. And, hun, if you're gonna ditch me, at least do us a favour and contribute something good for once? Just think of how fat Ajatar's dick is gonna be once you he absorbs you?” 
	Tiego could hardly believe what he heard, shifting and shaking as Ajatar scaled down his socks and pried down his pants. 
	“Listen tho yah woife Mnel. She's ah rheal cluvah lawdy. Shame ya whoite ghuys haeve shuch gwood twaste hin woman.” Ajatar mumbled as he stripped him of his pants, another glug -Glmogpsmlp- sinking Tiego's haunches to the back of his throat -Chgllprgbsh-. 
	“S-sweetie, y-you c-can't j-just l-let h-him e-eat me.” 
	“Oh, I thought it was over between us? But, seriously babe, get it through your head,” she said, pointing to her gnoggin, “just submit, it is the best for all of us, and I'll still love you and your dick, you'll just actually be able to dick me through Ajatar.” 
	“Clodia… aa-aha.” Tiego squealed and clambered for a grip around Ajatar's lips, but in each gulp -Ghgmmgpslp- he sunk deeper, passing the deep auburn lips, pinning his arms to force them straight. Feeling his cheeks curve around Tiego’s elbows, tongue, swabbing along his thighs as the gullet contorted to hold and cradle him… to… “Phaa-haah…pffshaa.” His breathing picked up, Tiego could feel his heart thumping in his chest. Through the betrayal, through the cold, aching sting of seeing his love abandon him so easily, and the dip in the unheated pool, he felt… warm. His muscles relaxed. There was so little need for any tension, any static force to stay up, Ajatar's muscle control was overwhelming, enough to support him. Ajatar's breath washed up his back, sweeping along Tiego's neck and down his chest in its soothing humidity… It felt… just a bit… 
	-Tnnw- -Twhgn- Tension sprouted from the bottom of his spine, Tiego’s senses coursed, sauntering through his body to congregate at his crotch and sprout up through his cock, feeling it twitch in pleasure, affirmed… hard… And as his rear sank deeper, in this position, with his ass down the pred's neck and body folded over like a sandwich, he had no choice but to stare the fact straight in the cockpit: Tiego was getting an erection, a big one at that, as Ajatar devoured him…  to, Ajatar devouring him. 
	“W-wait, I- I d-don't, wanna…” 
	“Oh hell… Hell, Tiego, what? You are hard, now? Where was that earlier, huh? My ass isn't good enough for you, but Ajatar wraps his lips around you and you get rock hard?” 
	“I-aism n-not…” Tiego whimpered, then a chug from Ajatar -Chhgloompgl- forced him together, smacking his knees into his face, staring down straight at the dick throbbing between his thighs. 
	“Whatever, you just be a good 'lil gut slut, and sink down Ajatar's throat. For once, okay? 'Sweetie'?” she grumbled as Tiego's body contorted Ajatar's gullet, warping his neck around the silhouette of the folded man, delving deeper with each chug. 
	“She's right, I'll thake ohvor your marriage from fmsm hear,” Ajatar mumbled as he strained to swathe his lips over Tiego's knees, the pit of light that was Ajatar's maw contracting over Tiego's head as he sunk into the embrace of saliva. The muscle tissue 
massaged into Tiego's frame, guiding him down the clutches of the smooth meat enveloping him, confined, weightless in an encompassing, calm darkness. 
	“Mmf…fm…” he cried, grabbing his dick as the dew of drool entombed him. The light sealing shut as the flesh around him tightened, pressing into him, grinding up against his sack. His breath fluttered at the top of his throat, a hand stuck to grab after Ajatar's lips, as the other was occupied below. There was such a relief to feeling this… horny again, to have an outlet for it, as if… everything was slotting into place. 
	“Oh, don't think I can't hear ya in there, you perv, mms, big gut slut is what you were in the end, huh? But don't worry babe, you've finally got ya matching gut ya always wanted.” 
	“Mmmfs mwmghmm,” Ajatar heaved a hearty, congested chuckle as he patted on the bulge drooping down his gullet. 
	Within this droplet of distending meat laid Tiego, folded in, ramming his hand down his dick, panting as more of him was taken by Ajatar, his strength and mind fading against the monolith that was Ajatar's oesophagus. Just a few fingers curled over Ajatar's lips still. Then, he paused. Caressing the bulging dome of Tiego in his neck. Tracing his fingers over his rear, his legs, up the twitching bulge of his erection… 
	“Mmpgaha,” and so, Tiego let go, both hands joining at his cock… 
	Ajatar nodded, wrapping his tongue over Tiego's feet, reeling them in for a… -Ooommpglsh- Swallow. The lump of Tiego's feet siphoned down the cheeks. The gullet, concaving as more and more of Tiego's body was led down to Ajatar's gut. Looking forward to feeling him. 
	“So long, jack-off, looking forward to feeling your dick stuffing my snatch again, even if it’s Ajatar's dick.” Clodia called out to the lump fading under Ajatar's deep chocolate skin, crawling as it worked its way into the gut. A crinkle of tensing latex mesh vibrated through Ajatar's gut -Chhrrll- -Vgnnnrrrth- His abdomen rocking back and forth, each bounce forward -Bwbnngnnng-. His gut straining and swelling in between each contraction -Bwngns-. Ajatar flexed his muscles, the contours of his abs hardening and contracting the gut -Bcbwngnogs- just for them to swell up and smoothen in the straining, gurgling belly. A soft flutter like charcoal granulating into soot over asphalt heralded the coming of peachy streaks, stretch-marks sprawling over new patterns and invigorating old ones as more bulk plumped out Ajatar's form. A creaking of growing wood simmered down his back. “Mfmfs, there you… go…” he mused as he felt his body engulf Tiego, and new tissue knitted together, musculature extending, bones emboldened, contributing another to Ajatar's body, raising in status, ever so slightly taller, but particularly wider. 
	“You are actually doing some good for omm once… Mms, come on now, good gut slut… let’s gets you settled in…” Ajatar mused and reached down to his dick, cradling it from above, under the weight of his gut pressing down, and gently pumping the meat that undulated in his grasp -Chhstlp- -Twwllpfhs-. 


Within… Tiego felt his sensations melding with Ajatar, sinking deeper than he thought possible, cocooned in the flesh and heat. His body melded with Ajatar's, growing a physical connection as tethers sculpted between them. But in his mind, as Tiego's body was dominated with Ajatar, his mind was in turn dominated by his dick: fierce tugs and jerks rousing pleasure from every bone in his body. But as the pleasure built, and built, he felt his dick shrinking… Compacting, distilling the pleasure, sharper, a spike stabbing through his nerves and twisting them into numbness, to all but the cocktail of emotions churning in his sack. The satisfaction only peaking as his body and nerves melded together with Ajatar, melting into the raw fecund nature of Ajatar's potent body. He kept going, breath stolen, merging with Ajatar, but the pent up tension rising, rising. Until it all came rushing out at once… His shrinking shaft disgorging an avalanche, liters of his spunk butter billowing out in a grand smokestack from his dick, suspended in the embryonic fluids, the bolt of pleasure shaking and scrambling his bones as he let it all flood out, the tension pinched so tight that it felt like he was cumming away all of his dick, turned inside out and evaporated in one torrent of… bliss. It gathered all around him, suspended in the fluids, a wave of his own cum, his pleasure crystallized tactile in a liquid haze. Somewhere in that haze, there was still a Tiego, but he couldn't discern what it was any more. 


“That's its, fms just cum your life away, mfms, put that prey juice to use in m… me,” Ajatar mumbled as he stroked his shaft, feeling the girth of Tiego's orgasm rush and plump out his dick -Chrrlptw- the stretching crawl of cardboard submerged in jam rustled through his cock -Crkrsllgsrllttgph- as the mast twitched and surged in thick throbs of new mass -Bbwttnngsh- gaining inch after inch in each -chtbthga- jostling -Cwwwbnngg- pulse. First slowly, then faster, as he felt Tiego reach climax within him “A gentleman waits…” he mumbled in satisfaction as he felt the rush of Tiego's cock hammering into his own. -Thbtbgh- -thhtwb- -thhtbgh- Throes of pumping thuds stirring the girth and distending the length of his manhood, until every stretch of Tiego now undulated in Ajatar's beautiful, throbbing cock… 
	“Mmmm… babe, is that him…” Clodia mused as she crawled along the ground, dragging the towel under her gut which jostled from their previous escapades. 
	“The best parts of him, now I don't wanna be so crass as to say all prey are dicks, but,” he mused and swayed his shift before Clodia, “They should consider it.” 
	“Mmfm, ooh hell. I can't wait to be your whiife…” Clodia mumbled, drooling as she leaned into the mast, budging her head under Ajatar's belly to get at it, coiling her lips over the fat meat.
	“Mm, you already are, legally speaking. Tiego is part of me, so, my dear goddess, shall we indulge in our wedding night?” 
	“mgpgsh afar,” Clodia moaned out as she gargled his dick, slobbering over the fat, Tiego fed meat with a gluttonous lust. “Mfmmf heeewllls eyeash…” 


With a drool laced dick Ajatar made pound cake with Clodia's buns: rolling over one another in the yard, humping into her, her squatting over his dick, grinding their fecund bellies together, each nursing life which invigorated them further. Soon enough, they were down in the pool, the weightless nature, gargantuan fecund bodies bobbing and floating, weightless as they ploughed into each other. Moaning and howling in pleasure as Ajatar’s new, invigorated dick plunged into Clodia's depths. Come the climax, Clodia's belly thrummed out forwards, billowing into the water and causing tidal waves through the pool, washing the surrounding yard drenched -Thhbbwmp- Then another… -Thhtbggswmpw- rousing fertile spurts of cum flooding into her belly, swelling it outwards again, and again -Wtpthgmp- -Thtwhtsgmp- doubling, tripling, squeezing the belly against the edges of the pool, inflating the bellybutton and turning her linea nigra a deep, rowdy, inky scarlet. “Mmf wmpahaaa,” 
she screamed, the whole neighbourhood hearing the shrill tremolo of her voice cast through aching, heaving lungs, thick marks sprawling over her gut as her skin stretched to its limits, with large, wide swathing bloats of her gut blushing into a faint lilac. 
	As the flow of oxygen grew thin as paper, “… mfma phha…,” Ajatar panted, softly gyrating his dick back into her pussy, holding onto her like a Buoy in the water. “Mm, you okat, babe?” 
	“Mfmpa. Pha… I am… almost… bursting…” 
	“I am sorry… apologise, I will.” 
	“I w-fmsuldn't want it, another way…” 
	Ajatar chuckled, and stirred the tip of her cervix with his dick, a gentle reminder of Tiego's contribution. “As any fertility goddess should. But, I will provide as many bellyfuls as you require.” 
	She panted heavily, snickering. “Mm, I need the strong arms of a real baker to knead out all this tension of my buns, so you fmsm, better~.”