As much as he hated Harold Trent looked to be more filling than the scrawny teen. The delinquent stealthily made his way after the guitarist as he stormed off towards the dock. As Trent swung his legs over the edge of the boardwalk Duncan crept up behind him and opened his mouth as wide as he could.
The aspiring musician frowned in confusion as he saw an inky shadow reflected in the water but as he began to turn his head to check out who was disturbing him he found himself obscured in darkness. Duncan's maw had completely consumed Trent's head and neck and he began to hastily devour the other boy. One gulp and Trent's chest was in his mouth. Another gulp and his hips were being eaten. Gulping again Duncan swallowed Trent down to his knees. One final gulp and Trent's feet were being inhaled. Duncan moaned in delight as the teen slid down his throat and entered his stomach, falling back onto his butt as his belly expanded to contain him.
The delinquent's eyes fluttered closed as his tummy flopped heavily onto his lap, feelings of contentment, joy, and, to his surprise, arousal, starting to bubble up inside him. Eventually gaining his bearings Duncan opened his eyes and slowly looked down to see his belly, now the size of a large yoga ball, sloshing about in front of him as Trent squirmed inside. He cautiously reached out a hand and touched his new blubber gently, inwardly melting as the soft flesh rippled at his touch. 'This is... actually kinda nice...'
His musings were halted however as he heard something coming up behind him. Rocking his fat body to build momentum, he hoisted himself up, his belly jiggling as he whipped round to find:
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