Jimmy_Smittens

Name: Jimmy Smittens
Nickname: Jimmy Nutslop
Age: 18
Height: 5 feet 6 inches
Weight: 83lb
Mother: Siona_Oola

Girlfriend: Kharoa

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Jimmy's Digestion Diary

Day One
Well, here I am. It's hard to believe I let myself get in this situation but I was never the best at saying no. My girlfriend talked me into trying out cock vore for the first time, and she was too sweet to resist. Now I'm trapped down here, waiting for my girlfriend to let me out. Two weeks... What am I going to do for two weeks?


Day Two
I woke up this morning in a panic. I'd forgotten the deal I made with Kharoa last night and tried to squirm my way out. But it was no use. She's far too strong for me, and my voice can't reach her down here. I'm completely at her mercy. At least she's happy, though. And she did promise no harm would come to me. I just hope she knows what she's doing...


Day Three
Kharoa passed by a friend of mine today. I tried my best to go unnoticed, but I guess the bulge in her sack was too big to miss. He told me he wouldn't judge me for my desires, but in a way that's almost more embarrassing. I only hope this stays between the three of us. If word of this got out, I might just die of shame.


Day Four
Today, we met up with Kharoa's other sub: WolfyTheFemboyWolf. Yesterday, her balls went surprisingly easy on me, but Wolfy fixed that real quick. A good nut massage brought me to my first orgasm down here, and made my girl's nutsack a little... hyperactive. I hope I'm just imagining things, but I swear my skin's gotten softer since last time...


Day Five
I guess word got out after all. It's like I've become a local celebrity. Two more of my friends came to say hi. First was my old friend Hallie. She told me to wriggle fir my life if I wanted to stay alive. I did my best, but I don't think it helped that much. Next was Derpy: a pegasus girl with a cock that rivals Kharoa's. She gave us a massage (my second in two days), and said she might want to be my next... "residence". Whether or not I survive, it's hard to imagine a future that doesn't involve horse bollocks...


Day Six
I met up with Derpy again, while my girlfriend was sleeping. She tried to suck me out of Kharoa and into her own sack. I manahed to crawl back down before it got too hairy. It's not that I like being stuck here, but I don't trust Derpy not to melt me by accident. When Kharoa found out, she didn't take it too well. I better be careful about letting over girls get close to me. The last thing I need is for her to get possessive, and decide I'm better off staying down here.


Day Seven
Today was pretty uneventful but, honestly, that's probably a good thing. I've figured out a way to communicate with my girlfriend by tracing letters on the walls. It's a pretty limited way of speaking, but it's better than nothing. Kharoa's balls have been pretty easy on me these past two days. Maybe they're getting used to me, or maybe I've just heen lucky. But it's starting to feel like I might actually make it out of here.


Day Eight
I spoke too soon. After what started out as almost a normal day, I told my girlfriend I loved her and her balls went crazy, giving ke the squeezing of a lifetime. By the time she was done, I felt like I'd been through a printing press. My body's starting to change. My skin's getting softer, and I'm noticeably paler than before. It's pretty clear I'm not safe in here, and I dont know if I'll last the next six. I'll talk to Kharoa tomorrow. I just hope she listens, or I might have to change my nickname to Nut Slop.


Day Nine
As weird as it sounds I'm starting to get used to this. My first day in here, the heat was sweltering, and it was so tight I could barely move. Now it feels warm and toasty. Kharoa's balls are as tight as ever, especially when she gets frisky, but by now it's almost like a massage. At first, I was scared she might not let my out. Now I'm scared I might not want to leave...


Day Ten
Today was mostly uneventful. I just laid back in Kharoa's mutsack, letting it do its thing. It was kind of nice. We were just relaxed amd talked ith each other for a while. It was almost like how we were before. Only with me stuck inside her testicles. It's funny. I've kinda come to like the nickname Nutslut. Maybe we can try doing this again sometime...


Day Eleven

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Poor Jimmy never stood a chance in the hungry, merciless world of the nexus. He had the misfortune to be born to a perverted woman with an unnatural attraction to vore. Although she had no talent for the art of consumption, it was enough for her to watch someone else disappear down a predator's throat. She had already watched her dear husband get churned into mush, and once her son was born she saw him not as a child to be loved and adored, but another meal to feed to a sexy pred.

From the day he was born, Jimmy has been raised to be nothing more than a cute little snack. From sending him to a majority pred school, to sneaking vorno movies into his room during puberty, to even tucking him under her shirt to simulate being eaten, every part of his upbringing has been carefully designed to instill in him his place as prey. Jimmy is no fool, of course. He's well aware that being eaten could mean the end of his life, and the idea of it terrifies him. But still he can't resist getting hard whenever he sees a squirming belly, or blushing in embarrassment when a pred makes a pass at him. Poor Jimmy knows his time is coming, and he doesn't know what scares him more, being eaten, or the thought he might enjoy it.