"Have I seen your friend? Dunno what does he look like?" The big shirtless stranger asks you whilst his stomach lets out several noisy gurgles. You awkwardly describe your missing friend, who'd gone to the bathroom almost half an hour ago.
"Oh yeah I saw him!" He says, placing a hand on his round belly. You can't help but feel a little intimidated by his enthusiastic response. He lets out a deep UUUURP that you feel vibrating in your chest as it fills the room with a familiar scent you just can't place your finger on.
"Yeah he came into the bathroom a while back. He had a look about him that was just so delicious!" He says, smiling and rubbing his hairy belly even more. Suddenly, you hear a strange groaning sound, almost like a trapped animal begging to be released. The most unnerving thing is that it appears to be coming directly from the stranger's gut.
"Oh don't worry about that!" He says, chuckling. "Just my lunch. In fact, why don't you give it a rub, help things go down a little bit quicker." You feel yourself move towards the huge belly, unable to stop yourself as your hands make contact with the hairy orb before you. As you rub the stranger's noisy belly he lets out a few more burps, which smell suspiciously like your friend's aftershave.
After a few minutes of rubbing you feel his belly kick up a storm, distending and almost thrashing beneath your hands. It sounds as though it's screaming, begging to be let go but all you can do is continue rubbing. Moments later rubbing becomes kissing, licking, worshipping this powerful gut before you.
"Wow, you're a good little worshipper aren't you?" He says happily. You feel the storm inside him finally die down as he lets out a final slimy BOUUUUUURP that echoes throughout the room. "And there goes your friend! Looks like you finished him off. Who knows, if you're lucky you'll get to join him one day; for now though I'll keep you around to help keep my future meals down, you're just the little helper I need." He says, shaking his sloshy belly. He walks out of the bathroom and you follow instinctively, you've got a strange feeling you're going to be spending a lot more time with this handsome stranger.
Hop in bud, I’m gonna absorb you and make good use of you
I’m going to enjoy it
I would love to transform into some chest hair on an awesome otter of a guy
“Hmm, I don’t know…”
“Come on dude!” you yell, unable to contain your excitement. “It will only be for a weekend.”
“But I’ve never been much of an otter” he says, pointing as his chest. It has a lovely dusting of hair between his pecs, but is otherwise pretty bare.
“Please?” you mumble, your eyes fixed on his naked torso. You are so close to it, so close…
“Hmm, ok. But just for a weekend” he concedes.
“YEAH!” you shout before diving head-first onto his chest. You are so keen that the transformation barely takes a second. Before you know it, you are a beautiful pelt of chest hair over your friend’s perfectly sculpted pecs.
“Dude, really, I didn’t know you were so gullible” he says as he runs a hand through you, the feeling sending you into overdrive. “Well, I hope you like your current predicament ‘cause you’re never turning back.”