"My Job Is Done, Now Francis Will Not Be A Problem Anymore" These Were The First Words Said By Alex Once

"My job is done, now Francis will not be a problem anymore" These were the first words said by Alex once we met at the restaurant close to my apartment. Alex is a hitman I have found on the dark web, I paid him to get rid of my ex-boyfriend Francis who was still stalking me after 2 years. When I contacted him for the first time, he told me that he would leave no trace and that I could have Francis back as a personal revenge. These last words made no sense to me, but since Francis was ruining my life I quickly accepted. After two days Alex contacted me, telling me to go to the restaurant near my house to collect the second part of the payment and "give me back Francis". When I reached the restaurant he was already there, and I was astonished by his beauty: I had never seen such a handsome man, with two black eyes that could pierce through my soul, tall and muscular, with pecs that were clearly visible from his black shirt. Once I collected my thoughts and stopped blushing, I sat at his table and after a quick chat, I asked him a proof that Francis was gone for good, expecting a photo of my ex-boyfriend shot on the floor. Alex smiled, opening his muscular legs and pointing to his crotch "Well, he is not already dead, he is still with us! But don't worry, no one ever escaped from my personal prison". I was confused, so Alex took my hand and put it right on his crotch. At first, I only felt his big dick, but after a while, I could feel some legs kicking, as if there was a man inside his balls! When Alex understood I was understanding what had happened, he convinced me to go to the bathroom. Here I got on my knees, putting my head close to his balls, and I could definitely hear Francis screaming in fear, a lot of splashing sounds as he was trying his best not to drown in Alex's cum. With an evil grin, Alex told me "Now it is the moment you can get Francis back. If you give me permission, I will fuck your throat, and my balls will start digesting him for good. You can then drink the cummified remains of your ex. It is a good source of protein, and you will somehow kill him again: not only he will be digested into cum by me, but even that cum will not be splashed around a bathroom or a flashlight, you will digest him and destroy an evidence of his existence in this planet. Plus, I guess you never sucked a cock as big as mine ;)". He did not have to convince me, his musk was so strong that I felt so inferior to him, I had to suck him off and get Francis in my stomach. I opened my mouth, and he quickly unzipped his pants and started fucking my throat. With every thrust of his hips, I could feel his balls compressing Francis's body, which promptly started losing its shape and mixing with the white liquid around him. After 5 minutes, a flood of white cum emerged from his cock, cum that I did not waste by drinking it all. He barely tasted as Francis, but I could feel how the powerful musk of Alex had already overwritten Francis's existence. When he finished, he cleaned my mouth with a kiss, and quickly left me on the floor of the bathroom, with a bloated stomach of what was my ex. I hope I'll need his service again!

Mmm yes! Look at that thick vein across my arm all the way to my shoulder. That pretty twink being distributed to feed and grow my muscled godlike physique. I can feel him, him feeding my body.

This surge of growth always gets my cock rock hard, knowing that it also will be bigger just makes it worse. Now I’m in need of a good wet hole as the last remains of him become part of me. Anything not worth the assimilation becomes my cum, being useful as a big load to shoot. Bttms do love a big top filling them with a bigger load.

I j-just finished- Oh god.... I just finished my last meal... A roided personal trainer that was crazy on testosterone and needed to unload his balls. He felt nice fucking me, he didnt think I would do the same after he came, I had to be quick, a shoved all my dick in one go, he struggled a lot, as you can see I have a big cock with a big mushroom head. Once I was lodged deep inside him I started the absorption, slowly draining the guy of all that delicious muscles marinated in exagerated amounts of gear he injected himself with. God... I feel like a new man and I am not done assimilating him, look at my body, im ripped and my cock just cant go down. I only had one meal a month at most but right now my cock is starving to feed more.

Damn boy you sure are a lean twink. I think you would be that extra push I need to surpass my current plateau.

Stop screaming the sound you make only tickles my throat, sound barely gets through. The music playing in the gym cancels out anything. Such a big strong boy you are, it’s a good thing I waited after your workout. The sweaty body of yours helps sliding you down and your weakened state I hardly have to fight you. Ughh, so that was the hard part. How is it down there? My whole belly is bloated out with you packed tight in my stomach.

Don’t worry boy you will be gone soon enough, I just hide in the private shower until you are completely digested.

I feel you squirming around in my stomach, does this mean you are feeling my digestive acids are trying to break you down? I can feel it you know, soon you will inhale some special liquids my body makes and you will pass away. Then my body will release special acids to rapidly digest your ... oh hehe I feel it starting. Each breath I take I can feel my belly becoming less bloated out. Your body turning into nutritious liquid and pumped then around feeding every muscle in my body. Your memories become mine, knowing all your secrets. Your bones strengthening and thickening mine to make sure I can hold even more mass on my frame. Your cum and testosterone producing balls feeding mine, doubling in size and production. Then enhancing my looks with yours only to improve to lure more to me. This happens beside all the muscle you had adding to mine making me a stronger bigger beast.

I feel the last bit of you leaving my stomach as the changes subsided. I left immediately after my veins still pumping some leftovers of you around, making sure you are evenly distributed.

Hi! Your recent Spiderman storyline was really great. Could you do one where we get to see Spiderman vore Wade, and he's fine at first but starts panicking? It would be great if they could be in a relationship of sorts and if the digestion takes a while too.

Yeah, definitely! Good little prequel to one of the prompts from this ask.

"S.pider-Man, we really have to stop meeting like this~" D.eadpool says, leaning in a bit closer to press his forehead against the hero's. He was happily straddling S.pider-Man's lap, legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his shoulders. Just to make sure his favorite boy toy can't shake him off.

"Maybe we will," S.pider-Man replies. He'd been thinking about it all day. He'd been eating plenty of civilians...maybe a bit more than he really should be. It's given him a bit of a pot belly, and D.eadpool has unfortunately noticed it by now, leading to the two of them being so close. But now that soft gut is rumbling harshly against the other man. It was time to put his gut to the test, he'd decided. And as much fun as his on-again-off-again relationship with D.eadpool can be...it's time to turn it off for good.

D.eadpool snorts and leans back a bit. "What? Breaking up with me? We haven't even started dating again--and no, the hand-stuff didn't count. But if you wanna go on a date before we break up then I don't mind--" S.pider-man is thankful to finally make D.eadpool shut up. All it took was engulfing the man's head into his jaws to do it. He reaches up to force the arms around him down to D.eadpool's side, pinning them so he can begin taking wet gulps to work the other man down the hatch. At least he's tasty...

As S.pider-Man starts slurping on D.eadpool's stomach, he notices that his prey isn't squirming at all. In fact, his legs unwrap from around him, giving up his one lifeline so that S.pider-man can tip his head back and start slurping the rest of him down. His suit stretches out as D.eadpool spills into his gut. As the last of his legs are slurped up, D.eadpool is reduced to a human-shaped bulged stretching out S.pider-Man's gut and spandex. S.pidey leans back a bit on his hands, letting loose a thick belch as he feels his meal settle in.

"Y'know," a muffled voice rises from S.pider-Man's gut, "if you wanted to try some new kinky stuff, you could have asked. You know I'm up for anything!"

S.pider-man groans softly and rolls his eyes. "W.ade, I just ate you. You can at least act a little worried about the fact that you're going to be digested in there."

"Worried? What for? It's not like your stomach can melt me any faster than I can heal from it. Maybe once you let me out, though, I can show you how fast my gut works. Wouldn't mind sloshing around some spider soup..."

"Yeah, well, now you're definitely not getting out." Hopefully, what D.eadpool just said isn't true though. S.pider-Man's gut has been working faster and faster as he feeds it more live meals. By now, it should even be able to eat through D.eadpool's super healing. If it doesn't...he might actually become 'spider soup'.

D.eadpool is still kicking around the time most people would have been reduced to slop. Other than making him belch, though, S.pider-Man isn't feeling much discomfort from this. Though that may be because D.eadpool has been content to just lay in there and do nothing. "So...feeling melty yet?"

"Pssh, not hardly. I mean, my feet are sizzling a bit, but it's nothing. Gotta admit though...I didn't think your gut would be this harsh! How's a man supposed to survive in this thing for more than ten minutes?"

"They don't. That's the point." S.pidey rubs over his gut with a soft sigh. Ten minutes and just a sizzle, huh? How much longer will that take?

It's about half an hour in when D.eadpool starts to shift around in the gurgling tank. "Alright...I'm a little impressed. Can't feel my feet anymore...and I think you're starting to melt more of me. Hey, maybe if you cough me up, we can become a real power couple! Huh, whaddya say? The two of us could clear out Manhattan in just a couple years, I bet."

S.pider-Man lets out a crash belch. "Just keep melting in there, W.ade"

It's an hour in when D.eadpool starts to actually squirm. S.pider-Man pushes his hand down on his stomach, and it sinks in just a bit, coaxing out a soft whimper from the meal. "I-I think you've made your point, S.pidey!" D.eadpool says, his voice laced with panic. "You're hilarious, I get it, so you can cough me up!"

"Now that we're getting somewhere? No way." S.pider-Man pushes down on his stomach again, a bit lower. Something breaks apart under his hand and it makes D.eadpool yelp. His legs must be trashed. The rest of him is getting soft, too. Shouldn't be long now...

After two hours, S.pider-Man's gut is a soft, round dome. It bubbles and churns loudly, working on all of that meat as hard as it can. Even so, he hasn't finished the job. "P-Please, let me out of here!" D.eadpool wails. "I'm not ready to be gut fat for some oversized bug! Fuck, I don't wanna die, S.pidey! I'll make it up to you, alright? Whatever I did to piss you off, I'll make it better! Just...cough me up before I'm all gone!"

"All I want you to do right now...is shut up." S.pider-Man pushes down on his gut, feeling the hard lump of D.eadpool'shead plunge into the thick sludge the rest of his body had made. He lets out a deep belch, his guts churning and groaning wetly as it greedily mulches down the antihero. When S.pider-Man pulls his hand away, his belly wobbles and sloshes, but D.eadpool doesn't say a thing.

"Finally," S.pider-man sighs. "Two hours, huh? Guess that's not so bad. Once I finish yo off, I'll give V.enom a ring. I doubt he'll take as long..."