<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Whole on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/whole/</link><description>Recent content in Whole on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/whole/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Big Brother</title><link>/stories/2015/01/10/big-brother/</link><pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/01/10/big-brother/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Matt and Sean were brothers. Sean, the younger, was 18, and his biggest problem in his life was his size: indeed he was only 5 feet, and suffered a lot because of it. Apart from that, he wasn&amp;rsquo;t bad-looking: brown-haired, dark eyed, thin but quite muscular. He had always had other problems, like school. He had often been laughed at by others, and mostly guys his age.
Take Nick and his friends for instance. In locker rooms, when they changed, they would circle him, would stare at him, and would beat him. Of course they didn&amp;rsquo;t do it too badly so that nothing could be proved.
And yet, Nick wasn&amp;rsquo;t that tall since he was 5 feet 3, but he had been so glad to find someone smaller than he had managed to convince his friends to follow him. They were taller of course, but not as tall as Sean&amp;rsquo;s big bro.
Matt was not the kind of guy you want to deal with. 6 feet 4, big arms and legs, plus well-defined abs and muscular chest too. His neck was quite large, his hair blond, and his eyes blue. Aged 22, he had always protected his little brother and didn&amp;rsquo;t understand why people were so bad with him. Sean had always told him about Nick &amp;amp; friends, but he never had done anything since there never had been any evidence.
But that day was different. Sean came back home, his clothes torn apart, about to cry and fed up with his pitiful life. He went to his room and locked the door. When Matt realized something was wrong, he knocked, but Sean didn&amp;rsquo;t want to open. After 20 minutes, Sean finally decided to open. Matt noticed he had bruises everywhere, and even one black eye.
&amp;ldquo;What happened Sean ?&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Nick and his friends attacked me again after P.E. class, but please I don&amp;rsquo;t want you to do anything to make them angrier. I must be stronger to struggle myself.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;No no wait. You&amp;rsquo;re not gonna do anything ! You are like you are and mustn&amp;rsquo;t change to please anyone. You&amp;rsquo;re my bro and I&amp;rsquo;ll do anything to protect you. I know you&amp;rsquo;re 18 and completely able to fight, but these guys seem to outnumber you and you need me to outnumber them. Who exactly is their leader ?&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Nick is. The others wouldn&amp;rsquo;t do this if he weren&amp;rsquo;t there. But they are 4, and you&amp;rsquo;re alone bro.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t worry about that, they aren&amp;rsquo;t together all day long right ?
&amp;ldquo;No, only at school and sometimes in the weekends, but most of the time they split up every evening.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Do you know where Nick lives ? A band is nothing without their leader, then I have to get rid off him. And trust me, if he&amp;rsquo;s not here anymore, they won&amp;rsquo;t do anything. So tell me, where does he live ?&amp;rdquo;
Sean hesitated a bit, but replied, &amp;ldquo;Err I think he lives in downtown, in a street near the hospital. I know he turns left while leaving college, but I can&amp;rsquo;t tell you exactly, sorry.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t worry, it is enough I need to know. Now let&amp;rsquo;s go watching TV. The day after tomorrow, he won&amp;rsquo;t bother you anymore, be sure of that.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;What ? You&amp;rsquo;re gonna kill him ? Please, no !&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Not exactly Sean, not exactly. Trust me, and just shut up.&amp;rdquo;
And Matt winked.
The following day, when college ended, Matt was waiting his prey behind a tree. He hadn&amp;rsquo;t eaten all day to keep some room in his belly which had started to gurgle hours before. But it will soon be filled up then he didn&amp;rsquo;t much worry.
Sean had described to him how Nick looked, and when he saw him, he followed the much smaller guy.
Too bad for Matt, the streets were crowded by this time. He started to wonder when he would act. Then came a park. Matt couldn&amp;rsquo;t help to smile: the first guy he had eaten happened in a park like this one. He had caught him and taken him behind bushes. But he couldn&amp;rsquo;t do the same thing there. So, he waited for nobody to be around to run, catch little Nick and knock him out. Then he acted like the little guy had fainted and had carried him to his house, pretending to help a friend who had just fainted.
When he arrived he locked his room&amp;rsquo;s door and, short of breath, put Nick down on the bed.
He wanted Nick to be totally under his power, then he tied him up, the arms in his back. He was so hungry that he couldn&amp;rsquo;t wait for Nick to wake up. So he slapped him, and managed to wake him up.
When Nick understood his predicament, he screamed. Matt put a hand on his mouth to make him shut up.
&amp;ldquo;Hi Nick. Hope you did sleep well&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Wh-where am I ?&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;In a place you&amp;rsquo;ll never leave&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;What ?? But who are you ?&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll be honest with you. I&amp;rsquo;m Sean&amp;rsquo;s big bro, and I know what you did to him.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Oh fucking shit. This little shit will bother til the end !&amp;rdquo;
Matt hit Nick: &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t talk about him like that ! Your end is coming Bud, so if he bothered you, you won&amp;rsquo;t anymore.&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;What do you mean by &amp;ldquo;my end is coming&amp;rdquo; ? &amp;quot;
&amp;ldquo;I mean that you&amp;rsquo;re gonna die tonight. Oh no, the ropes are very tight and you can&amp;rsquo;t go anywhere, so don&amp;rsquo;t even try it. You see, I haven&amp;rsquo;t eaten all day and my belly here, is waiting for you&amp;rdquo; he pulled his shirt off and slapped his own gut.
&amp;ldquo;Wh-wh-what ??&amp;rdquo; Nick said, looking at this flat, but large belly in front of him.
&amp;ldquo;But don&amp;rsquo;t worry, you won&amp;rsquo;t feel anything. I&amp;rsquo;ve already done this before, a guy taller than you. My belly bulged but not as much as you can imagine. So you&amp;rsquo;re going to slide in very easily, with your size, hahahaha!&amp;rdquo;
&amp;ldquo;Stooop it, I promise I won&amp;rsquo;t touch Sean anymore, pleease.&amp;rdquo; Nick started to cry and struggled as much as he could. Big Matt took off his jeans, to eat more comfortably. He grasped Nick with both hands and lifted him. Nick&amp;rsquo;s feet were very far from the floor, but his head was just at his pred&amp;rsquo;s mouth height.
&amp;ldquo;Goodbye Nick!&amp;rdquo; were the last words Matt said before opening his big mouth to take in Nick&amp;rsquo;s head. Tied up from head to toe, there was nothing he could do but slide into this giant&amp;rsquo;s body.
To engulf his little shoulders, he didn&amp;rsquo;t have to make much effort. Now that his prey was in to his nipples, Matt slowed down. He wanted to taste him one last time. Nick shivered and Matt loved it. Then Matt tilted his head back and gulped. The head entered his throat, which bulged, only slightly since his neck was muscled and large. He swallowed again and his arms entered his mouth.
Once Nick&amp;rsquo;s abs had disappeared, Matt could see his chest bulge a bit. He gulped harder this time, and his ass was in too. Nick&amp;rsquo;s head and shoulders already were in the stomach, but the gut didn&amp;rsquo;t bulge at all, which was quite impressive. Indeed, Matt&amp;rsquo;s stomach was very big and his abs were very strong.
&amp;ldquo;If only I ate guys every day..&amp;rdquo; he thought while gulping, his adam apple moved up and down. He could feel more and more of Nick entering his belly and still nothing moved. Matt was so strong that he had no difficulties in engulfing alive a whole a guy, the legs of whom were the only things remaining of him. He closed his eyes and swallowed the legs to the knees, and then to the ankles.
He put a hand on his belly, which finally started to bulge out, but very slightly. He then took the feet in his mouth, raised his head and swallowed one last time, his neck going back to normal, so did hus chest.
He opened his eyes and saw that his belly had bulged out of 3 inches only. He was amazed to realize that a guy was inside of him, whole, and that it wasn&amp;rsquo;t even visible. He then opened his door, satisfied to have fed his powerful and wonderful body, and went downstairs to watch TV. &amp;ldquo;Hope guys will keep bothering my bro..&amp;rdquo; He smiled and sat on the couch.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Hunting for Food</title><link>/stories/2015/01/10/hunting-for-food/</link><pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2015 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2015/01/10/hunting-for-food/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It was a sunny Sunday. Joe was in his bed, about to get up. He didn&amp;rsquo;t really want to, but he had to. When he finally did he went straight to the bathroom. He watched himself in the mirror. 5 feet 9, well-defined abs and a slightly bulging chest: he was muscled, but not too much, just how he had always wanted to be. Brown hair and dark eyes. He was an ordinary 19-year-old boy.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>After The Club</title><link>/stories/2014/10/01/after-the-club/</link><pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/10/01/after-the-club/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It was a cold, still evening as Tina locked her front door behind her and headed for the light rail. The rain of earlier that day had thankfully stopped a few hours ago. She walked quickly nonetheless, as she was anxious to be in the warmth. She could see her breath steaming in front of her, and she increased her pace as she approached the stop.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tina had decided to go clubbing. As well as hoping to find a bite to eat, she was looking for something that she didn’t usually think about. She was hoping to find a date for some more traditional pleasure. She didn’t often think about sex. Perhaps this was because of her relative lack of experience earlier in life. Rejections suffered in the past may have led her to cease to crave it, but for some reason she couldn’t put her finger on, tonight was different.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Jenna</title><link>/stories/2014/10/01/jenna/</link><pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/10/01/jenna/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;He was sitting across from her watching her and she lit a cigarette. Jenna was wearing a tight dress cut above the knees which showed her shapely legs to good effect. She inhaled the smoke and looked at him. She held it for a moment, her full breasts rising as she did so and then blew smoke ceilingward.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I saw a repair truck outside.&amp;rdquo; Bill commented.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes I need to have a repairman.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Shrunken Man Tragedy</title><link>/stories/2014/08/25/shrunken-man-tragedy/</link><pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/08/25/shrunken-man-tragedy/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Hank knew that he only had a few months left. The good news was that there would be few symptoms and little suffering. The bad news was that within the next few months, without warning, he would suddenly die.
Timing could not have been worse. Only a few months ago Hank had met Annette. Having just finished college, Hank had spent a relaxing Saturday afternoon at the pool reading. He heard a lifeguard’s whistle and looked up from his novel. Sitting high atop the lifeguard chair, this tan, dark haired vixen barked at rowdy kids in the pool. Hank stared at her from below as he lay on his towel. Just the angle – she seemed so powerful and authoritative above him - turned him on. It reminded Hank of the POV views that he loved from the giantess sites from the internet. Perched above everyone else, her pony tail stuck out from her baseball cap. Behind dark, mysterious sunglasses Annette scanned the pool. Hank was transfixed. Anything she did seemed sexy. She spun her whistle, adjusted her shades, held her whistle with her lips, and scratched one foot with the other. All afternoon he watched her from below. It was love at first sight.
The two soon started dating. The image of Annette from below was seared into Hank’s memory. He could never look at Annette without secretly remembering looking at her from below. Hank found that he treated Annette differently from any other girl he’d ever met. He found he’d subtly defer to whatever Annette wanted. He’d watch for any opportunity to please her. Though not overt, Hank found he enjoyed secretly being submissive to Annette’s every whim.
For Annette it was different than any other relationship she’d ever had as well. Her love for Hank was soulful, romantic and complete. She’d never met somebody so giving and loving. For her part she longed to do anything to please him
The two fell wildly in love. The two complimented each other. Hank’s secret feelings of submission to her will and Annette’s desire to reciprocate for his giving and compromising nature lead to deep, heartfelt passion. The two were wild and adventurous in bed, trying feverishly trying anything to please each other.
When Hank first shared his diagnosis with Annette he planned to go on with life just as if nothing was wrong. The pressure began to bother each of them. Hank hated being at the mercy of death. He hated the uncertainty. He hated waiting.
“Why should he be a slave to the unexpected?” he thought. “Why not plan his end the way he’d most enjoy it.”
It took a few weeks of research but he found someone to help. While the way it worked was still being studied, a researcher in Japan had developed a substance that would eliminate exactly 199 out of every 200 cells of the human body, thus shrinking the subject to 1/200 of his prior size. A 6 foot man would be reduced to just over ¼ of an inch tall. It wouldn’t hurt and he was likely to survive the process. Hank was sold. Hank sold his car and drained his savings accounts. Within a week a bottle arrived from Japan
Staring into Annette’s dark brown eyes, Hank explained his new view of his fate.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Be Careful What You Wish For...</title><link>/stories/2013/12/31/be-careful-what-you-wish-for.../</link><pubDate>Tue, 31 Dec 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2013/12/31/be-careful-what-you-wish-for.../</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;This is a short story about two people with the same desires, but only one will survive to tell the tale.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Adeline since her child hood had fantasies about shrinking her boy friends to enable her to tease and taunt them before swallowing them whole. She was unable to forget these feelings and grew up with these thoughts. As a result she conducted experiments with live prey such as gold fish and small birds to satisfy this urge to eat a human male, this helped her to experience the feeling of having something inside her throat whilst still alive and the intense sexual fulfillment as the hapless subject landed in her stomach ready to be consumed by her acidic digestive process.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>