The Pred's Apprentice: Part 1 - Doubts

"I....I don't think I can do it sir" Jamie stuttered as he stared at the passed out boy tied up infront of him.

"What do you mean? He's only small and I've just shown you how to do it" the pred said reassuringly before letting out a strained wet belch, his stomach writhing and churning loudly.

Jamie looked at his handsome pred's distended vore gut, yearning for the day when his belly could look just like that too. He then looked back at the boy. He was naked except for a pair of tight briefs and a blindfold. His hands and legs were tied up with chains and his blond hair was ropey with sweat.

"Well yeah, but you've got so much more experience than I have....plus your stomach is bigger than mine! I mean, you could have probably swallowed both at the same time easily....I'm going to struggle with just one, and he's the smallest of the two!" Jamie said in a worried tone.

The pred laughed, accidentally letting out another slimy belch as his gut jerked. "Look, don't worry kid, you're a natural. You were born for this so you've got to trust your body. It will stretch for you. You've been chugging and showing off how much you can eat for years, well this is the next step".

"Yeah, but that was just stupid frat-house banter....I've never eaten this much....I mean, I wouldn't even know how many hotdogs he even equates to!" Jamie ran his hand over his flat abdomen. Anyone who looked at him would think he was in pretty good shape, but he knew he was well past the first 15 pounds gained after his first year of college.

"Who even is he?" asked Jamie in an inquisitive tone. "I mean, shouldn't I know his name? He's going in my stomach for fucks sake! Where did you find him? And who was it that you ate....did they even know each other?"

The pred laughed again, subconsciously rubbing his own engorged stomach as he resisted the urge to let out the biggest belch yet.

"Maybe later when you've discovered what kind of pred you are, you might want to know your meal's name before you swallow them, but for now it's probably best you don't know his name. As for where I found them, well, it's easier to find pissed freshman than you think, especially in fresher's week. I reckon they were on a date, but they're clearly too lightweight to make it as far as fucking".

A faint grin came to Jamie's face as he remembered his time as a freshman. The parties, the jocks, the food, the random hookups that made his hole leak through all of those dull lectures. "Okay, fine. I'll do it. Fuck knows what I'm going to do if he bursts my stomach open".

Jamie shook himself a couple of times, psyching himself up for his huge meal. He approached the tethered boy as his pred watched on, muffled noises coming from within his own swollen gut. Jamie crouched down to the boy's level, his head was lolling, still totally blackout drunk. He looked him up and down, unable to deny the fact that his semi-athletic figure made his stomach groan with hunger.

"I guess I admit he does look good enough to eat. But I still think he's too big for me....I mean, couldn't you have found someone scrawny. This guy looks like he's worked out at least once before....isn't all that protein going to be hard to digest?" Jamie picked up one of the boys arms, leaning in to take a long drawn-out sniff at his pit before letting it drop. "Fuuuck he does smell good though. Smells like he's worked up a nice sweat with all that dancing and flirting".

The pred knew he didn't have to say anything and that Jamie was already convincing himself that this boy belonged inside his stomach no matter what. He was slumped against the wall, but Jamie grabbed his ankles and pulled him across the floor slightly, laying him down so he could see him in full. He stood there for a moment, looking the boy up and down, watching his chest rise and fall with his drunken breathing.

Jamie mumbled something to himself before looking at the pred and then lowering himself down onto his knees. He picked up one of the boy's legs, his foot lolling as Jamie looked at his face to see if there was any reaction. There wasn't. He paused for a moment as he looked at the dirty sole of the boy's foot before lowering it back down to the ground.

"On second thoughts, I'm going to eat him head first" Jamie reasoned with himself, "it'll be easier that way right?" He looked over to his pred for some reassurance, but only got a grin back as he stroked the swollen distended bulge in his own stomach.

Jamie moved around to the boy's head. His sweaty blond hair was plastered to his forehead and there was a slight red flush in his cheeks. He put his hands under the boy's shoulders and lifted him up. He was heavier than he looked, but soon Jamie had him slumped up against him as he felt the heat of his skin against his own. The drunken smell of deodorant and sweat swirled around in his nostrils as he felt his stomach lurch.

This was it, he was about to eat another person. Whole.