Caramel milk tea, light ice, extra sweet!(Belloc and Coffee)

[CoffeeMilkTea]

Co's feet met... Open air? Or at least more... Space. It wasn't tight like the throat, but it still wasn't the most space. Maybe it'd help him? There was for sure a soft surface under them, probably the bottom of the man's... Co wasn't going to finish that thought. But he still tried to stretch his feet out to attempt to get some sort of purchase. It was slimy and somehow hotter than the throat, if only by a few degrees. His toes slid around freely though, unable to find purchase on anything to push against.

He frowned in concentration, attempting to plant his feet firmly when something brushed against his inner thighs and up over his round butt. He gasped in surprise as the thoughts of escape vanished with the sudden rude probing. He felt heat start in the pit of his stomach and shoot up to his face as that agile and slick tongue began exploring further for a moment. It could have been arousing, but he was also sure he was about to die. He whimpered and squirmed a bit as the tongue seemed to be trying to target more sensitive areas.

"Ssstop! What the- jeeze, just!" He blurted, trying to shift his hips and block Bel's tongue from getting into more places it shouldn't, but apparently that was the wrong choice as Bel snatched his wrists and tucked Co's hands into his mouth. He went to pull them out, as he was pretty sure that would be the end of him if he couldn't use his hands, but in one swift and horrifying moment, Co felt himself being lifted into the air and swiftly sucked down in one action. He felt his knees, thighs and ass pass through a tight ring of muscle and get forced up into a knealing position as his arms became trapped in that crushingly tight throat.

Only his shoulders, neck and head were free. He glanced around for anything to help and caught sight of his own legs curled up in that inhumanly large gut. He felt himself start to slip into a frantic panic, his chest expanding and contracting rapidly as his breathing became harder to control.

"Pleasepleaseplease," he pleaded, tears flowing freely down his face, "plase don't please don't please!! I'll do anything, please don't eat me!! Please!!"

[Belloc]

Co's pleas made his delicious, sweet coffee flavor all the more wonderful. It was like a dash of deep, creamy mocha in an already wonderful drink. It was cute. And hunger-inducing! The sound of Co begging to be let out got Bel's blood going, and the librarian was all the more eager to fill his gut with the tea server.

His gut was well on its way to being full. With Co's lower half sinking into it, Bel's stomach bloated out, doming up till it looked pregnant. Heavily pregnant. And getting heavier. His shirt slid up as the dome stretched out, Co filling him from the inside, making his smooth skin full and taut.

Bel slurped loudly and wetly against Co's shoulders, tongue exploring, getting under the young man's clothes, sliming his skin with spit. He gulped, pulling Co's shoulders into his throat, his lips wrapping just under Co's chin. Bel reached a hand up, cupping it behind Co's head. He gave the cute server a playful rub. Then, with his stomach growling monstrously, he pushed down on Co's head. His push slid the man's head through Bel's wet lips and into his hot, slimy mouth. Bel licked and slathered over Co's face, moaning loudly as he drank up the tea-like flavor. He gulped, guzzled, slurping Co back and plunging him deeper and deeper into his throat, swallowing him as if swallowing a fantastic drink. Co was forced through Bel's eager mouth... and right down his throat!