Mornings suck but there are ways to make it better. Kyle has just finished his morning workout and pauses in front of his mirror. Standing in his tight purple briefs he flexes, his muscles rippling with every movement. Feeling a rumble in his stomach, he heads to the kitchen to make breakfast. Pouring out a bowl of cereal he takes a seat and pulls out his secret ingredient: Tiny Men.
A giant like himself only gets the most pure form of protein. These tiny people are filled with bodybuilding nutrien...
Mornings suck but there are ways to make it better. Kyle has just finished his morning workout and pauses in front of his mirror. Standing in his tight purple briefs he flexes, his muscles rippling with every movement. Feeling a rumble in his stomach, he heads to the kitchen to make breakfast. Pouring out a bowl of cereal he takes a seat and pulls out his secret ingredient: Tiny Men.
A giant like himself only gets the most pure form of protein. These tiny people are filled with bodybuilding nutrients and crazy amounts of flavor. Laughing as they squirm and flail he drops them into the bowl of cereal. With a smile on his face he digs in. That metal spoon clanking against the bowl as he searches for the tiny men. They squirm and try to escape but nothing will stop the ravenous Kyle. Spoonful after spoonful is consumed. His teeth crunching and demolishing all. The once visible tinies turned to paste in his mouth. Tiling his head back and
Gulp!
They are gone. In a brief moment these once living beings are sent to their doom in the jock’s stomach. Their lives dissolved away to build the muscle of a greater being. Kyle doesn’t stop, he continues to consume those in front of him. He cares not for their feelings or their cries of mercy. The only thing that matters is filling his empty stomach. Shoving in another mouthful he messily chews the food. That cavernous mouth filled with crushed cereal, tiny bodies, and foaming milk. Those below can only look on in horror as they watch their friends try to escape his mouth only to disappear behind that wall of muscle.
Feeling them squirm and lodge in his throat, Kyle pulls out his secret weapon. A cartoon of milk. He isn’t going to let any of these tinies have a chance of escaping that stomach. Tilting the milk, he chugs. His Adam’s apple bobbing up and down with every audible gulp. His stomach expanding as it fills up with the liquid. As he continues to feast on the shrunken men, his visible six pack begins to fade. Kyle wants to feel them all inside and doesn’t stop. More and more are sent down his gullet until his belly is bulging out. The skin stretched to its limit trying to contain all the food.
“OOOh man I ate too much” Kyle says, staring down at his empty bowl. He rubs his stomach trying to calm it down. The milk, fighting tinies, and large bowl of cereal are not meshing well.
“UHHgh I am so full man” Kyle grunts his body fighting to contain control. He is visibly in discomfort from the internal pressure. He burps a bit trying to relieve some of the gas and bloat, yet nothing works. He keeps massaging his stomach trying to get it to shrink back down. Yet his body is filled with the digesting goods and will take hours to return to normal. Sliding down against the wall he splays out. His massive stomach is on full display as he describes the feeling of fullness.
“They are still moving man, I feel like I am about to explode” He groans in pain. But it is worth it as this is the best protein on the market. He burps a bit more and finally the discomfort starts to fade.
