When Max invited his two friends over for dinner, they couldn't refuse! The wolf always had the best food available for his buds to eat; even if the food was sub par, the canid's easygoing personality made his home a fun environment to joke around in.

Still, this isn't exactly what they had in mind...

As soon as the friendly wolf let them in the door, something seemed a little off. While the delicious aroma of warm food could be smelled coming from the kitchen, no places had been set out - and Max had a very mischievous look on his face.

In two quick gulps, he sent Thunder the horse down into his stomach. Fawlk wasn't too far behind, as fast as he tried to run.

"Don't worry, guys," Max grinned as he lay himself carefully down on the floor, trying to avoid injury to himself and his friends, but still enjoy his massive gut and clever catch. "I'll let you out for your own meal soon."

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Artwork ©  hexhawk
Max ©  voreadmirer99
Thunder ©  rusticdragon20
Fawlk ©  fawlky

No death or digestion! Not my thing in the slightest. Sorry.

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