To Slim’s disappointment, he scrolled through his matches and realized that most of them were either accidental or bots of some sort. Indeed, he didn’t seem to be as popular on Monstr as many of the other monstrous guys. It almost made him feel self-conscious for the first time in his life. He was used to being considered ugly and gross by humans… but even some of the strangest and grossest guys on the app were getting more matches? Was he really that bad, even compared to other monsters?
And then, after a few conversations, he realized… it was because of how he answered the questions on his profile! When asked if he’d killed any humans, he answered yes — in fact, he does so regularly, in various ways, but mostly by swallowing them. Furthermore, he had admitted he’d be willing to do the same to a date, if they angered him. And apparently, that kind of answer was very unpopular among most of Monstr’s human userbase, who mostly preferred safer dates. Other monstrous guys suggested he just do what they did — lie! Just claim that he was a big teddy bear who’d never hurt a fly! But he’d feel too bad about being intentionally dishonest… and so, his account languished for a while.
Until, one day, he received a message from a woman named Jennie Alber, who appeared quite beautiful, and seemed to be very into him...
> Hey there! I saw your profile and thought you seemed super sweet and handsome! I think that we have a lot of things in common. :) I’m sure you must get a ton of messages on here, but if you’d give me a chance, maybe we can chat a bit! I’m sure we’d have a great time!
< yes! hello!
< sorry my tyipng is bad
< my fingers are so lareg adn phonse are so small
> Haha no problem at all! I can understand you just fine
> Where’d you get a phone anyway?
[ pause ]
< found it
In truth, he’d gotten the phone off a hiker he devoured. And he wasn’t sure for how long it was going to work, considering how sloppily he was mashing his huge froggy fingers all over its tiny screen, completely wetting it with frog slime.
Over the next few days, they’d send messages back and forth, and Slim found himself longing for the next thing she’d text him. They seemed to hit it off nicely, and she even agreed with him on his outlook on life — even, to his surprise, his approach of devouring hikers who displeased him! After only a few messages, he even worked up the photo to send her a fresh selfie… and though it was quite clumsily taken, she still responded with ‘OMG! You are handsome af!’ After a few selfies like that, she even started making requests — quite odd ones at that. First it was a shot of his belly, which seemed to excite her. Then his butt, and then his open mouth, each making her more excited than the last. Eventually, she even started to ask weird questions too.
> Who was the last person u ate?
< i dont watn to takl about suhc things
< sry
> aawww :(
> You can tell me! i promise i don’t judge!
< sorry but i cannot
> Okay…
> But if we ever go on a date
> Promise you’ll tell me then, okay?
< okay
< promise
Those questions concerned him. He was concerned that, if he talked too much about his tendencies in detail, he’d disturb her and scare her off! By now, he was saddened by the idea of losing out on getting any more new messages from her. He never expected he’d become so invested in any simple human…
Eventually, they even arranged a date! Slim was quite nervous, knowing that it was human tradition to wear a nice suit and take his date out to a restaurant or something… but Jennie assured him that he could stay there, and she’d swing by just like one of his hikers. Indeed, he eventually heard a woman’s voice cutting through the silence of the swamp. “Slim? Oh, Slim? Are you out there?” He peered at Jennie, sizing her up from a distance. She was a beautiful young woman, he could tell, with short black hair and a dark, casual outfit, and impressively large breasts that strained against the front of her jacket. After watching her for a while, he finally slunk out of a tree and landed before her. “Oh! Oh… my god!”
She was stunned, her eyes wide! He was like something straight out of a movie! A massive man, 8 or 9 feet tall, covered in smooth but slimy skin stretched over his pudgy, fattened figure. He shrugged, awkwardly. “I hope my appearance doesn’t… frighten you,”
She smiled. “No, not at all! It’s just… you’re real!”
He raised a brow.“Were you expecting me to be fake?”
“Well, I didn’t know for sure! I was thinking… your pictures might have been CGI or something!” She smiled, stepping up before him, shivering as it sunk in just how huge he was! “You are… you are even more handsome in person!”
He smiled lightly, flattered by the human’s adoration, despite himself. “And you… you are even more beautiful,” he said, taking her hand into his as the two looked into eachother’s eyes. They walked by eachother’s side through the deep layers of Slim’s swamp, as the two talked about their lives; Jennie’s as an accountant, Slim’s as a swamp beast. They both considered their own lifestyle boring, and envied the other’s; I suppose the grass really is always greener on the other side. Slim spent a half hour explaining just how the monster world worked, and Jennie did the same for human society. They hit off well, seeming to have good chemistry and similar viewpoints at the world, particularly of justice and nature.
Eventually, though, she started to seem flustered and quiet, as if something was on her mind. “So… about that promise you made me…”
“You’re still thinking about that?” Slim took a deep sigh. He didn’t want to discuss his appetite for humans now! He might ruin their entire date! “Why would you want to discuss such things, anyway? I wouldn’t want to ruin your mood during our date…”
“Oh, no, it wouldn’t ruin my mood at all!” She insisted. “In fact… it’d make my entire year, honestly!”
“It would?” He asked. “How would me talking about eating people ‘make your year’?”
“Well, I…” She blushed, sheepishly rubbing the back of her head. “I happen to be… a fan of such things…”
Slim paused. “What?”
Jennie took a deep breath. “W-well… ever since I was little… I was just always a fan of the idea of big, fat men just… swallowing people, and such…”
“Really?” Slim didn’t know whether to believe her, so he decided to test her. “Alright, then. Ask away. Any question.”
“I can? Oh! Umm… uuh…” She perked up. “W-well… who’s the last person you’ve… eaten?”
“A group of six sorority girls, throwing a party out in my swamp. Getting drunk, making a mess, littering and scaring the animals,” he replied honestly. “It took me an hour or so to devour five of them. Mostly because I took my time, tearing them out of their outfits and savoring their flavors.”
“O-oh my…” Her eyes drifted down to his round, fat gut, imagining all those girls pressed together inside it. She couldn’t help but reach out a hand and feel it. “A-and… how long were they… alive in there…?”
“About the same as most of my meals. They all wriggled for a few hours, and then took a few days to digest,” Slim replied, simply, reminiscing on that pleasant evening. Meanwhile, Jennie was starting to rub with both hands, enraptured by his story. “One even managed to make it back up my throat one time, begging me to free her. But I just swallowed her back down again.”
“Oooooh… oh my goodness…” Jennie gulped. “A-and… what about the last one?
“I didn’t have any stomach space left. So, I just grabbed her and sat on her back, bouncing on and crushing her. Took an hour or so for her to stop wriggling,” he said.
“Goodness… deary me, I…” Her eyes were wide and sweat was drooping on her brow as she massaged his gut, imagining everything she was describing. It was obvious that she was aroused as could be, which surprised Slim.
“So you do enjoy this…” He noted. “How strange. What appeals to you about the thought of one of your own kind meeting their end?”
“W-well… I’ve always been in internet communities for this sort of thing! Reading art and stories… but that was all so fake, just fantasy. This… this is real...” She said, leaning her head against his belly, listening to its gentle gurgles. “People have actually been digested in this belly of your’s! It’s… it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard of…!”
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