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Been wanting to write something about Jon Talbain for a while and well this came together.
Stick Up Gulp Down
Disclaimer: All characters to their owners.
Shivering a little from the cold Jon tugged his jacket around himself as he walked into the gas station to grab some snacks for him and Coyote who was outside fueling up his car.
The werewolf was in human form wearing a black flannel jacket along with a pair of blue jeans and brown boots.
Nodding towards a vixen clerk who smiled at him the werewolf made his way towards the drink in the back.
As he looked over the many drinks Jon began to think about the little road trip the hunter talked him into and in all honesty he wasn’t too big on the idea. Still maybe this was a good thing since he needed to get use to people some more. If anything after the incidents with the young hunter, Jon would admit he had started to grow use to being around Coyote.
Grabbing a soft drink and surprisingly some tea from the refrigerators, the wolfman started over to some beef jerky that was for sale when the door chimed as someone entered.
Looking over Jon was expecting maybe Coyote but instead saw a masked kangaroo holding a gun up to the clerk.
Wondering why Coyote hadn’t stopped the guy before he walked in. Jon looked outside to see the hunter pinned to his car by a bear that had a knife at him.
Seeing as Coyote was held up Jon knew it was up to him to take care of the gun man before things got bad.
Setting his items down Jon slowly began to make his way towards the roo while shifting to his werewolf form.
“Come on lady get that cash out,” the roo shouted to the nervous vixen as she worked to get the cash out.
As she put the money in the bag she looked up only to stumble back with a gasp.
“Why did you stop,” the roo shouted when he suddenly notice something over shadow him.
Looking up the roo’s eyes widen as a full lycan Jon stood over him with his jacket opened shirt torn to shreds but barely containing his frame along with his ripped up jeans and what was left of his boots torn apart by his claws all in all he looked like something directly out of a horror film.
Grabbing the gun the werewolf crushed it like it was paper before tossing it over his shoulder.
“I think you and your friend should of really thought of better life choices than this,” Jon said as the roo looked outside remember how he told his partner to take care of the hunter outside.
What he saw was the bear getting his head slammed by the car’s trunk over and over again by the hunter.
Looking back at the wolf the roo’s eyes widen in fear as the lycanthrope’s jaws came down on him and snapped up most of his upper body. Picking up a little Jon worked his jaws over the flailing arms and forced more of the roo’s head down his throat.
Grabbing the marsupial’s broad waist the werewolf shoved the roo’s pear like body into his mouth causing his cheeks to bulge out widely as the upper body made a bulge going down his throat into his chest.
With another gulp and a shove the werewolf had gulped down the roo’s wide middle leaving only his long tail and legs twitching out of his muzzle while what was left of his shirt had finally fallen off from the large blue and white furred belly poking out of his jacket. Letting out a couple of loud slurps the roo’s tail and foot slowly slid down Jon’s gullet and landed in his medicine ball size belly causing it to bounce with a loud slosh as he let out a belch soon after.
“Ahem…excuse me ma’am,” Jon said as he walked back towards the items he picked up along with the left over materials of his cloths.
Setting them on the counter Jon felt the roo kick against his belly walls trying to get out so in retaliation he leaned up against the counter making sure his belly was squeezed between the surface and himself.
“So how much will this be?” Jon asked politely like the fact he just swallowed another being did not just happen.
“Uh…its on the house,” the vixen replied as he just put everything into a bag and handed it back to him.
“Oh thank you,” Jon replied as he took the items from her.
Walking out of the store Jon gave his belly a few pats before releasing another light burp before walking over to Coyote.
The said hunter was leaning up against his car with a few cuts in his jacket along with a black eye but nothing major.
“I take it you got yourself a snack for the road,” Coyote said seeing the wolf’s belly which jiggled with every step.
“Urp…yeah,” Jon replied as he handed the hunter his drink. “Where’s the bear?”
“Oh, I got someone coming to come give him a lift back to the Hunters’s HQ,” Coyote replied as he took a swig from his drink.
“Alright,” Jon said as he walked over to climb into the car only to stop and put a hand on his chest.
Feeling some pressure build up the werewolf turned and let out a large belch as the mask the roo wore came flying out into one of the nearby trash cans.
“Ah…better,” he sighed as he gave his belly a few pats before climbing in.
Rolling his eyes, Coyote chuckled a little at the werewolf as he turned to climb back into the driver’s seat.
Once inside Coyote looked over to see Jon trying to move the seat as far back as possible only to have his belly still pressing up against the dashboard.
“You good there?” the human asked with a chuckle.
Jon just rolled his eyes but grinned back at him.
“Yeah,” the wolf replied as he rested one hand on his belly and started to rub it as he gurgled and started to digest the meal.
Pulling out of the gas station the two rolled past a the bear who had two black eyes and a bloody nose and was handcuffed to the sigh post advertising the station with his mask gagging him.
Stick Up Gulp Down
Disclaimer: All characters to their owners.
Shivering a little from the cold Jon tugged his jacket around himself as he walked into the gas station to grab some snacks for him and Coyote who was outside fueling up his car.
The werewolf was in human form wearing a black flannel jacket along with a pair of blue jeans and brown boots.
Nodding towards a vixen clerk who smiled at him the werewolf made his way towards the drink in the back.
As he looked over the many drinks Jon began to think about the little road trip the hunter talked him into and in all honesty he wasn’t too big on the idea. Still maybe this was a good thing since he needed to get use to people some more. If anything after the incidents with the young hunter, Jon would admit he had started to grow use to being around Coyote.
Grabbing a soft drink and surprisingly some tea from the refrigerators, the wolfman started over to some beef jerky that was for sale when the door chimed as someone entered.
Looking over Jon was expecting maybe Coyote but instead saw a masked kangaroo holding a gun up to the clerk.
Wondering why Coyote hadn’t stopped the guy before he walked in. Jon looked outside to see the hunter pinned to his car by a bear that had a knife at him.
Seeing as Coyote was held up Jon knew it was up to him to take care of the gun man before things got bad.
Setting his items down Jon slowly began to make his way towards the roo while shifting to his werewolf form.
“Come on lady get that cash out,” the roo shouted to the nervous vixen as she worked to get the cash out.
As she put the money in the bag she looked up only to stumble back with a gasp.
“Why did you stop,” the roo shouted when he suddenly notice something over shadow him.
Looking up the roo’s eyes widen as a full lycan Jon stood over him with his jacket opened shirt torn to shreds but barely containing his frame along with his ripped up jeans and what was left of his boots torn apart by his claws all in all he looked like something directly out of a horror film.
Grabbing the gun the werewolf crushed it like it was paper before tossing it over his shoulder.
“I think you and your friend should of really thought of better life choices than this,” Jon said as the roo looked outside remember how he told his partner to take care of the hunter outside.
What he saw was the bear getting his head slammed by the car’s trunk over and over again by the hunter.
Looking back at the wolf the roo’s eyes widen in fear as the lycanthrope’s jaws came down on him and snapped up most of his upper body. Picking up a little Jon worked his jaws over the flailing arms and forced more of the roo’s head down his throat.
Grabbing the marsupial’s broad waist the werewolf shoved the roo’s pear like body into his mouth causing his cheeks to bulge out widely as the upper body made a bulge going down his throat into his chest.
With another gulp and a shove the werewolf had gulped down the roo’s wide middle leaving only his long tail and legs twitching out of his muzzle while what was left of his shirt had finally fallen off from the large blue and white furred belly poking out of his jacket. Letting out a couple of loud slurps the roo’s tail and foot slowly slid down Jon’s gullet and landed in his medicine ball size belly causing it to bounce with a loud slosh as he let out a belch soon after.
“Ahem…excuse me ma’am,” Jon said as he walked back towards the items he picked up along with the left over materials of his cloths.
Setting them on the counter Jon felt the roo kick against his belly walls trying to get out so in retaliation he leaned up against the counter making sure his belly was squeezed between the surface and himself.
“So how much will this be?” Jon asked politely like the fact he just swallowed another being did not just happen.
“Uh…its on the house,” the vixen replied as he just put everything into a bag and handed it back to him.
“Oh thank you,” Jon replied as he took the items from her.
Walking out of the store Jon gave his belly a few pats before releasing another light burp before walking over to Coyote.
The said hunter was leaning up against his car with a few cuts in his jacket along with a black eye but nothing major.
“I take it you got yourself a snack for the road,” Coyote said seeing the wolf’s belly which jiggled with every step.
“Urp…yeah,” Jon replied as he handed the hunter his drink. “Where’s the bear?”
“Oh, I got someone coming to come give him a lift back to the Hunters’s HQ,” Coyote replied as he took a swig from his drink.
“Alright,” Jon said as he walked over to climb into the car only to stop and put a hand on his chest.
Feeling some pressure build up the werewolf turned and let out a large belch as the mask the roo wore came flying out into one of the nearby trash cans.
“Ah…better,” he sighed as he gave his belly a few pats before climbing in.
Rolling his eyes, Coyote chuckled a little at the werewolf as he turned to climb back into the driver’s seat.
Once inside Coyote looked over to see Jon trying to move the seat as far back as possible only to have his belly still pressing up against the dashboard.
“You good there?” the human asked with a chuckle.
Jon just rolled his eyes but grinned back at him.
“Yeah,” the wolf replied as he rested one hand on his belly and started to rub it as he gurgled and started to digest the meal.
Pulling out of the gas station the two rolled past a the bear who had two black eyes and a bloody nose and was handcuffed to the sigh post advertising the station with his mask gagging him.
Category Story / Vore
Species Wolf
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File Size 18.9 kB
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