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Sergeant is hungry

added 8 years ago BM S

At that point, the units superiors show up, all fine muscular men.
First Sergeant Weston, a muscular man, shaved blonde short hair, about late 30s, Master Gunnery Sergant Steel, a tall, brawny man with shaved black/grey hair in classic military cut, mid 40s. and Sergeant Major Adams, a stocky man, shaved bald in early 50s.
All three men were wearing there dark navy dress formals with the white belts, pants and uniform hats, there medals displayed proudly on there chests. They looked around the room at the squad of men, all blubbery balls, horny, covered in filth, and shitting themselves, unable to move.

"What the hell.." began 1st Sgt. Weston, before all three men became vacant. Next they began to rub there cocks through there dress pants, before they each approached a marine, closing on on there spattering butt holes.

1st Sgt. Weston approches a once very muscular light brown haired Lance Corporal, who was on his back, drooling and moaning with shit plastered round his mouth, his once chiselled jaw now fat wobbaly jowles and chins. Gysgt. Steel sides up to a Private First Class, a once toned musclaur handsome red haired man, now collapsed on his huge belly, fondling his filth covered man tits. SgtMaj. Adams squared up to a tanned, half-italian dark hared Corporal, laying on what was left of a pool table, his giant crap coated butt poking in the air.

You watch as the three older men knelt down and place there lips around the leaking anus's, and begin swallowing gallons and gallons of gloopy steamy marine shit. In moments, there bellies begin to expand in there uniforms as they chug more and more. Ripping and popping noises start to come from each man's uniform, as shit is spilled down there fronts. Soon, there belts give way to there guts, pinging undone, shortly followed by the buttons, as there shit filled bellies pop free, growing rounder. Soon they were obese with shit, and they continued to consume, there uniforms splitting at the seams, eventually each man is easily a 500lb blobby ball , filled with gallons and gallons of brown gloopy waste.

Each man was now only wearing there hats, gloves and boots, the rest of there clothes in shreds. They continue to swell until there bloated bodies began to lift there feet off the ground.


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