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Gorged on Strangers: Bloated Bliss
The nightclub's strobe lights flicker over the bound man, his skin glistening with sweat, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His captor, a master of growth and consumption, looms over him, his body swelling, muscles rippling. The bound man's eyes widen as he takes in the sight of his captor's bloated belly, a testament to the countless strangers he's consumed. The predator's mouth stretches, revealing a seemingly endless void, and he leans in, his hot breath washing over the bound man's skin. The bound man tenses, then relaxes, surrendering to the inevitable, as he's slowly swallowed whole, his body stretching and growing to fit his captor's expanding form. The club's bass thumps, mirroring the predator's satisfied grunts as he consumes his prey, his belly distending further with each swallow.