It was as if time had stood still. Lance had yet again been seduced by a ridiculously handsome, gorgeous guy. As usual, this was no ordinary encounter; the strapping 23 year old was a prime suspect within a vore clan. He stood at roughly 6 foot 2, boasting tanned smooth skin and a grin that would melt the hardest of hearts. His mouse brown hair was soft and messy and his body was sheer perfection with toned abs, huge feet and strong muscular arms. Lance had almost totally forgotten that Sketch was a criminal, accused of devouring over 15 males within the past 2 years. His unnatural powers besides the obvious ability to swallow people was his ability to simply touch somebody and infatuate them, giving them delusions of grandeur and lust towards him. A perfect partner ability for immobilising seduced victims before eating them.
Sketch had lured 20 year old Lance through a complicated maze of industrial blocks of abandoned factories in the outskirts of the city during their explosive encounter earlier in the evening, Lance had fought valiantly and issued some weakening blows to the combatant. However Sketch's dexterity was greater and during a clash of weapons he managed to grasp the younger male by the neck, inducing him into a state of extreme dizziness and infatuation. Sketch had taken the weaker guy to his hideout to 'have his way' with him.
After an intense session of extended foreplay and love making the two guys laid on the bed side by side, Lance was in a state of exhaustion, still in his state of deep lust and fascination with his captor, nestled under his armpit, his head snuggled into Sketch's toned smooth chest. Sketch leant over the smaller male, still grinning meticulously with the fire of hunger in his eyes, his body was filled with primal energy and was desperate to finish off the job. The older guy cupped Lance's head in his arms and pulled him closer, Lance's face was looking up into his captor's stare as he slowly opens his baby blue eyes. Sketch moves closer, pulling the boy up against him, his free foot slowly running up the boy's body, making him whimper and moan.
"S-sketch.. what.. happened earlier..?" The tired detective murmured under his voice. Sketch hushed the boy by softly placing his finger over Lance's speaking lips, his big hungry tongue lining his lips at the sight of the sexy-looking young meal nestled into his chest.
"That doesn't matter boy. My boss asked me to 'take care of you'. But don't worry about that for the moment.. You know what'd make your master really happy hmm?" Sketch's voice purred with overwhelming lust as he leans in closer to Lance, his warm breath making his infatuated prey shiver. Lance remained silent, focused fully on the dominating male.
"Get down to my feet and worship them and I might spare you" Sketch's tone became more serious and merciless. He lifted the boy and placed him down at his awaiting feet, the large long toes wriggling in anticipation of Lance's eager tongue.
Lance did not say a word, he obeyed his captor's commands immediately, taking the toes into his mouth, his curious tongue investigating in between every toe. Small slurping sounds were audible from Sketch's position as his submissive captive worshipped his beautiful feet.
"Good boy, good boy. Now it's time for the finale.. See ya Lance!". Lance's expression immediately turned to fear as Sketch shuffled forwards, leaning over him, his large manly hands grabbed the smaller guy and shoved his face into his feet, at first Lance's muffles were loud but they became muffled as the skin on Sketch's soles became gooey and slimy. Without warning his face disappeared into the smelly feet. Sketch's feet had merged together, as if he was just resting his two big toes side to side, his feet were joined at the insides. His legs had also merged together to make one large 'funnel' of skin, however to the naked eye it simply looked like Sketch's legs were closely resting against one another.
"Mmmph! What's happening to me! What are you doing to me!?" Lance squealed as his voice was finally silenced as a disgustingly loud slurp echoed across the room as the boy's body was dragged inside the slimy big feet, the middle of the two merged feet was like a gooey mouth, pulling the boy in. Strong sucking motions dragged the body of the younger male deeper, his body was tight against Sketch's skin of his merged legs.
"Mmmmm. Oh God. That's the stuff, you didn't know vore could be so creative did ya kid huh? I knew you'd enjoy the taste of my feet.. Now they are enjoying the taste of you. You're going to be dragged up into my stomach through unimaginable and impossible measures; through the slimy merging of my legs. Try not to turn me on too much as you pass my manhood yeah?" Sketch smirked as he teased his meal in a cocky arrogant fashion. He laid back, his hands resting behind his head, a content grin spread across his handsome face. Various slurping and 'glorping' noises filled the air as the squirming mass of Lance was sealed inside Sketch's skin, the opening between the two feet closed shut with a squelch as the remaining wriggling toes of the boy were pulled in.
As Lance's body moved up the tunnel of flesh created by Sketch's merged legs the legs began to separate and his feet regained normality, the skin solidifying from their gelatinous substance. Eventually the screaming sounds of Lance's desperation had reached the cocky male's stomach, passing his now rock-hard member. Sketch's toned abs disappeared slowly as his body accommodated his captured meal. His menacing belly was now overfilled and sticking out as if he'd eaten a horse. Sketch could barely speak as his body was overcome with pleasure of feeling the failed detective squirm, trying to escape. With a sucking noise his legs returned to normal and separated, appearing normal once again.
"URRRRRRRP!" Sketch unleashed a gross belch, strands of thin saliva escaped as the gases had forced their way out, making room for the devoured detective.
"Mmmmmm, such a tasty guy. Unless you find a way out Lance *URP*, you're going to become a part of this beautiful, Godly body. Like the sound of that?" Sketch teased.
"N-noo- mmmmmpppphhh!" Lance's reaction was one of anger and desperation as his face and hands were pressed up against the skin of Sketch's growling, satisfied belly. Sketch rubbed the squirming mass and drifted off the sleep slowly.