[Warning: contains vore and body TF!]

    Three exams.  All on the same day.  Hannah was still wondering what she did in a past life to deserve such a heinous punishment, but at least it was finally over.  And what was even better was that she knew that her dearest, bestest, squishiest boyfriend Matt was waiting back at her place, and that he promised to make her a big, delicious dinner that would be ready as soon as she walked inside.  Hannah climbed up the steps to her home and opened the door, expecting to be greeted by a wave of delicious smells and a big hug from her man.

    Instead, she was greeted by the sight of Matt sitting on her couch and playing her Nintendo Switch, with a half-full bowl of ramen noodles sitting on the coffee table in front of him.

    "Oh, hey babe! You're back late! How were classes?" Matt asked obliviously.

    "...Hm..." grunted Hannah.  She dropped her backpack on the floor and walked into the kitchen without a word.  Zero signs of food preparation were found.

    "Hungry, babe?" asked Matt from the other room, still paying attention to the game he was playing, "Sorry, but there's not much in the fridge. I was gonna pick up a few things from the grocery store, but I kinda got caught up in hunting these power moons, haha!" 

    Hannah's eye twitched.  She couldn't believe it.  He really, actually forgot about her!  After she had let him squish her and turn her into a sexy poster after studying just the night before!  Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to trust a promise Matt made when he was horny, but still!  There was no way that Hannah was going to let him get out of this one scot-free, but what would be the best way to teach him to never forget something like this again?

    Just then, Hannah's belly let out a loud rumble.  An idea sprang into her head.  She was still hungry after all.

    "Haha, you must be hungry, I heard your belly from all the way in the other room!" Matt said.

    "Uh huh," Hannah replied, her gaze suddenly snapping to where Matt was sitting, "Luckily, I know just the thing to fill me up."

    Hannah walked from the kitchen into the living room, kicking off her shoes on the way over.  Her path led her directly between Matt and the TV, where she paused for a moment.  Looking down at the unsuspecting dork on the couch, Hannah licked her lips like a lioness sizing up an unaware zebra.  Before Matt could ask her what she was up to, she pounced, dropping down on the couch and straddling Matt's waist between her legs.  Their eyes locked for a moment.

    Matt instantly felt the excitement growing in his body.  "Well well well, it looks like someone is excited to be back home!"

    "I sure am, although..." Hannah trailed off for a second and let her gaze wander, then suddenly locked eyes with Matt again, "...I would be a lot more excited if you had kept your promise from last night."

    Matt's expression dropped in a millisecond.  "Ooooooh... That... That was today..." He bit his lip and tried to look extra guilty.  He hadn't exactly forgotten his promise, he just didn't realize she took it so seriously.  It's not that he couldn't have made her dinner, it's just that he had really been hoping that she didn't really expect him to make anything.

    Hannah allowed him to try to squirm his way out of this one for a few seconds before continuing.  "Mmmhmmmmm. But don't worry, sweetie," Hannah mused, tracing a finger down Matt's lean, tender body, "There's something even more delicious on the menu."

    Matt gave a confused look.  "Are there leftovers in the fri- mm!"

    Hannah interrupted his question with a sudden, passionate kiss.  Matt kissed back for just a second before Hannah got her tongue involved.  Matt got his tongue in gear as well, but suddenly Hannah wasn't keeping her's confined to just their mouths.  She opened her mouth wider and wider every time she thrust her head forward for another kiss, until she began licking and mouthing at every part of Matt's face.  Matt was confused, but nonetheless turned on.

    Hannah then pulled back, leaving Matt's face coated in her saliva.  She smiled at her lover, and gave him a look that conveyed both lust... and gluttony.

    "Yeah, I think you'll do just fine," whispered Hannah.

    "Uh, what's that supp- hmmmph!"

    Matt was once again cut off by Hannah's mouth, but this time, rather than a kiss, it was more like a snake bite.  Hannah opened her mouth as wide as she could and fit as much of Matt's face inside as possible, starting with his chin and the lower part of his face.  Before Matt could even realize what was about to happen, Hannah extended her jaw some more and got a bit more of Matt's head in her mouth, then a bit more, and a bit more.  Hannah's mouth had quickly stretched outward to an unnatural size.  This, coupled with the malleability of Matt's body, made it so that his entire head was stuffed inside his girlfriend's maw.

    "Hnnnh? Whrt rrr yrr drrrng?!" Matt tried to speak, but Hannah's tongue was pretty firmly pressed against his squished face.

    Hannah only responded by closing her eyes and giving the biggest swallow of her life.  Luckily for her, her throat muscles were stronger than Matt's clay-like body, and his face slipped down into her throat.  Matt felt the weight of Hannah lessen a bit as he felt his legs slide past hers, and his neck was fed into her mouth next.  Matt went to hold on to something nearby so he wouldn't be pulled in further, but Hannah quickly pinned his arms to his sides.

    After the struggle of the initial swallow, Hannah's mouth and throat were now limber enough gulp her boyfriend down much more easily.  Despite Matt's wriggling and squirming, he was being swallowed whole by his girlfriend, sliding down into the depths of her digestive system inch by inch, swallow by swallow.  Before he knew it his torso and arms were being constricted by the tight, hot, wet embrace of Hannah's esophagus, and his butt was sticking up in the air outside of Hannah's mouth.  She gave his rear a playful squeeze before opening wide and engulfing Matt's waist.  As she took this part of Matt inside her, she felt a familiar bulge on her tongue that had been in her mouth quite a few times before.  Her body shook with a chuckle; Matt was into some weird, kinky stuff.

    On the bright side for Matt, his face was now in a slightly less cramped space!  Of course, Matt realized, this meant that his head was in Hannah's stomach.  His neck bent and his head pushed against the walls of her stomach as more and more of him entered, and soon it was just as cramped as her throat was.

    As Hannah slurped up Matt's legs, she wondered how much more difficult and awkward this might have been if Matt wasn't so easily moldable.  His butt and the initial swallow were a bit hard to choke down, but the rest of him had gone down without too much of a fight.  His increasingly thinner legs took less and less effort to swallow, until she finally got to his feet and gulped them down too.  She put a hand to the descending bulge in her throat to follow his progress into her stomach.

    Matt now felt his entire body coated in Hannah's fluids and surrounded by her heat.  His feet entered into her stomach, and the tightness of the stomach walls around him forced him into a fetal position inside.  Of course, it was a bit tighter than a normal fetal position, feeling more similar to the time when Hannah used him to practice some three-pointers...

    Having finally finished her meal, Hannah took a moment to revel in the satisfaction of finishing off a huge meal.  "Uuuggh, now that was a dinner!" she said, instinctively putting her hand on her belly.  It was only then that she realized just how much it jutted out.  The beach ball sized mass of tummy wiggled back and forth slightly, with the occasional bulge poking out of her skin.

    "Oooooh," marveled Hannah, "Wow babe, you make me look pr- UUURRP!"

    Hannah blushed and covered her mouth at the sudden, unexpected burp.  "Hehehehe, 'scuse me."

    "As I was saying, you were such a big meal that you're making me look pregnant! Can you believe that? Hmmm?"  Hannah put her hands on either side of her belly, applying just a bit of pressure to either side.

    Matt, surrounded by layers of organ walls, Hannah's fat, her skin, and his own bunched up body, could just barely make out what Hannah was saying.

    "I get it babe, I should have made you dinner, you can spit me out now!" is what Matt meant to say, but with his face pressed into his knees and all the stomach around him, it only sounded like a bunch of muffled nonsense to Hannah from the outside.  Realizing this, he started pushing against her belly and rocking back and forth even harder to show his dissatisfaction.

    Hannah had to admit, she was getting a real kick out of watching Matt struggle inside her.  It was funny (and sexy) that her man was just a squirmy bulge in her belly, and, let's be real, he totally deserved it for forgetting to make her dinner.

    "Ahh, what a delicious snack you were! Thanks for forgetting about dinner, if you hadn't then I might have never realized just how yummy you are!"  Hannah bit her lip and waited a moment, listening to Matt's attempt at a response and feeling him jiggle inside her a bit.  She wasn't kidding either; Matt was probably one of the tastiest meals she had ever eaten.  Not only that, but Hannah was starting to get off to having him inside her in a much more literal sense than usual.  It always felt good to dominate her shy, timid guy, and Hannah was quickly realizing that the only thing more domineering than treating someone as an object was to treat them like food.  The way that Matt would occasionally push outward and press against her pussy didn't go unappreciated either.

    Matt thought that maybe he could squirm out of Hannah's belly and into her throat (or, less preferably, her intestines), but he found this effort futile.  Not that he minded being inside her belly all that much; in a way, it was nice.  Sure it was cramped, but it was also kind of like a sauna, what with the heat and moisture.  Plus, like the yin to Hannah's yang, Matt's more submissive side was turning on in conjunction with Hannah's dominant side.

    Still, Matt had melted a few times in his life, and he was pretty sure he was melting at that very moment.

    Matt attempted to warn Hannah that he was fairly certain that the tingling feeling around him was the feeling of him being digested, but all that came out was "Hm mmm mmrr mmmph!"

    "Uh oh, seems like my food isn't agreeing with me.  Weird, with how much you love playing with my belly from the outside, I was sure you would love playing with it from the inside," Hannah said, tapping her fingers on the little bumps that would periodically appear on her belly.  As Matt continued to try to get Hannah's attention, Hannah lazily laid down on the couch.  She shifted onto her back and yawned, realizing just how tired she was.

    Hannah leaned toward her belly and spoke loud enough that she was sure Matt could hear her, "Mmm, well babe, it was a good thing you're so resilient, because I'm kinda getting put into a food coma here, and I don't think you deserve to be let out yet."  This news was met with some renewed vigor in Matt's shifting around and an amused snort from Hannah.  "Don't worry so much Matty-pie, I'm sure you'll go straight to my thighs, and I know how much you love my thighs!"  Hannah leaned her head back against a pillow that was on the couch and giggled to herself.  Before she knew it, drifted into a deep slumber.

    Matt, flush from teasing and the intense atmosphere of Hannah's belly, felt his fleshy prison's rhythmic up and down motions slow down, then began to faintly hear the light snores of a tuckered out Hannah that he knew so well.  He had to admit, though, they sounded different coming from inside of her.  Soon, however, the snores were drowned out by a cacophony of gluttonous gurgles and groans which signaled that it was finally time for Matt to melt down.  Hannah's belly would not the last stop for Matt on his trip.  And no, the story is not going to get really gross from here.

    As it turns out, melting in a cramped bath full of acids can be a very pleasant activity for a person whose body practically operates on cartoon physics.  A strange tingling sensation slowly crept all over his body as he was coated in Hannah's stomach juices.  They gradually worked away at his body, turning him from solid to liquid as they surrounded him.  Matt felt himself relax as his body went from a tightly curled body of tension to a formless goopy soup.  As the mechanical digestion of Hannah's moving belly mixed up the sloshy mess that Matt had become, Matt felt his body become more homogeneous, and as a result he felt the tingle of sexual arousal all throughout his form.  Without wasting any time, Hannah's body got to working the still-conscious soup of nutrients through the stomach walls so that it could be repurposed for more important things.

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    A few hours later, Hannah awoke, feeling refreshed, revitalized, and horny.  Also, with tighter clothes than usual.  She lazily, put her hand on her belly, expecting to feel the huge bump of Matt still there.  Instead, she only felt a tiny bit more belly pudge than she was used to.

    Hannah sat up and looked at her body to confirm.  Her belly had definitely shrunken from the size of a beach ball to being just a bit bigger than normal.  In addition, her boobs, hips, and thighs seemed to have gained an immediately noticeable amount of extra padding themselves.

    "...Oopsies. Didn't expect to actually digest him..." Hannah said under her breath to herself, "I mean, I guess I should have expected something in my belly to get digested, but still."  She curiously poked the flab on her belly to see if a little bit of Matt would poke back, but she got no response.

    "Uh, hey babe, if you're still conscious, um... do a thing," Hannah said, not particularly worried.  After all, the two had already come back from more intense stuff than a little bit of stomach acid.

    Hannah was surprised by Matt's response.  Rather than a muffled moan or a slight twitch that she was used to, she felt a faint yet very distinct tingle run through her body.  The tingle was more intense in the fattier parts of her body; she primarily felt it in her boobs, her butt, and her thighs.  Somehow, she instantly knew that this feeling was Matt.

    "Wait a sec, babe... Did you actually get converted to my body fat?" Hannah felt like she already knew the answer, but was too entertained by the notion to believe it at first.

    A tingle of confirmation ran along her body.

    "Pffff," Hannah smiled, "Y'know I was just kidding when I said that thing about going to my thighs, ya big dumb dork."  Hannah gave her thigh a playful smack, watching it jiggle even more than it usually would as well as sensing a tiny jolt of pleasure from her leg. 
    
    "Oooh, you liked that, didn't you? I wonder, was it the impact of the smack?" Hannah hit her thigh again, this time a bit harder, "Or did you just love the way it jiggled?" She then put a hand on each of her thighs and wiggled them back and forth.  She felt a sharp jolt of masochistic stimulation from the first experiment, and a more consistent wave of arousal from the second experiment.  She duly noted both results for later use.

    "Of course, you didn't go straight to my thighs, did you now?" asked Hannah coyly.  She cupped her now oversized breasts in her hand.  They seemed to be at least a couple cup sizes bigger, with a bit of them spilling out of the top of her bra.  She gave each one a squeeze and gasped the resulting stimulation.  Hannah had always loved having her breasts played with during sex and foreplay, but the feeling was amplified now.  The part of Matt that was now Hannah's boobs got even more stimulated than the part that was her thighs, and his arousal only added to hers.  

     For as good as it felt for Hannah, it was even better for Matt.  His whole existence, body and consciousness, had been absorbed and repurposed by the uncaring biological processes of Hannah's body.  He had been converted into just some sentient pudge on her body, and he could feel every little movement in the places he had been transformed, whether it was a slight twitch of her body or the overwhelming feeling of being jiggled back and forth.  Of course, since he was melted down into a uniformly aroused puddle beforehand, pretty much any movement caused him to be more turned on, and bigger movements meant more arousal.

    Unfortunately, there was the problem of lack of communication.  If he really exerted himself, he could send the slightest of tickles through Hannah's body, but that was about it.

    There was also the issue of him being constantly aroused but not being able to cum on his own...

    "Nnmmff..." Hannah grunted and played with her boobs for a bit, distracted from teasing Matt by how good it felt.  As she pushed and squeezed on her tits/boyfriend, a thought popped into her head.

    "Hey, I just realized something," Hannah said in a sultry tone, "This is usually the time of night where you fuck my brains out.  Shame you can't really do that when you're my titties, but I think I can make do..."  Reaching down her pants to get to her sex, she began pleasuring herself.  With one hand working her pussy and the other on her extra-sensitive breasts, she was quickly bringing herself to the edge of orgasm.  She moaned and her body twitched as she felt Matt's climax approach along with hers.  

    Matt's circuitry was being fried by how intense the whole ordeal was.  Though he was barely able to process a coherent thought, he felt deep down that this was what he was meant to do.  He was her boobs, and her boobs were meant to be played with.  They might be meant for other things too, but that's not particularly important right now.

    Thanks to Matt's presence, Hannah was able to finish herself off in record time.  She called out to the heavens as the bolstered orgasm rocked her entire body, feeling the sexual release from both her privates and, to a lesser extent, from every part of her that Matt had contributed to.  Matt, being part of Hannah, orgasmed in tandem with her, feeling the same extreme amounts of pleasure from it.

    "A-Ah, f-fuck..." sighed Hannah, still recoiling from it all, "Probably should have taken off my pants right away."  Sure enough, there was a sizable stain on visible from the outside of her pants.  Looking down at her boobs, she noticed that things had gotten a bit wet on that front as well.

    Hannah gently stroked the top of her boobs with both hands.  "Mmm, guess I should have taken off my shirt too.  Got kinda excited there, didn't we?"  She spoke softly to her chest.  "How about the two of us get into something a bit more comfortable, hmm?"

    Hannah lazily sat all the way up and lifted herself off the couch.  Walking over to her room, she could tell that the jiggling and swaying caused by her gait was already getting Matt in the mood for round two.  Unfortunately, it didn't have as much of an effect on her, so he would just have to wait until she decided it was time again.

    "Y'know, darling," Hannah started as she stepped into her room, "That was quite the trip. I'm not sure I'll be able to go back after that..." as she spoke, she slowly slipped off her pants, letting them brush along the outside of Matt's current residence.  It took some extra wriggling on Hannah's part to get the tight pants off of her huge booty, and then another bout of tugging and pulling to get her soaked panties off, but Matt didn't mind the struggle one bit.  

    Hannah breathed a sigh of relief when she finally managed to yank her pants off her rear, then resumed what she was saying, "Yeah, after feeling you inside me like this, I think you're less 'boyfriend material' and more 'boob fat material.' So I think I'll just keep you like that. Hope you don't mind."  Hannah smiled deviously, knowing just how callous Matt liked his teasing to be.  It really was too easy to turn him on with this kind of talk, and she could tell it was working wonders by the extra shudders in her body.

    "Yeah, I decided it would be way too much effort to get you back to normal, so you'd better just get used to being my ass and tits," Hannah continued to tease as she peeled her shirt off and flung it to the ground.  "I'll try not to burn you off though, so don't worry about that part," she said while unhooking her bra, "You're in me for the long haul."  It felt great to finally get her tits out of the constricting confines of her undersized bra, and Matt certainly appreciated the added freedom to sway back and forth.

    "Aaaah!" sighed Hannah as she wiggled her chest back and forth and sent waves of pleasure crashing into Matt's brain.  "Hope you enjoy your new existence, babe. Now that I think about it though, I suppose I will miss your cock. Oh well, I'm sure Seth will be happy to sub in for that one."

    Ok, maybe that one went a bit to far, but hey, he promised to make her dinner.

    Hannah then put on a pair of loose pajamas and sat down on the couch to chill out a bit before going to bed.  She then noticed her Switch on the table, still powered on.

    "Oh hey babe, you left your game running. You didn't want to play anymore, did you?"  Hannah picked up the Switch and placed it on top of her boobs for a few seconds as though waiting for a response.

    "Heh, didn't think so," Hannah chuckled, unpausing the game and playing it herself.