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This short story involves navel play, oral vore, navel vore, and some digestion references
The hyena closed the door behind him, padding into the house and setting his bags down and letting out a relaxed sigh. He rolled his shoulders a bit, muscles feeling worn and exerted from another hard day at work sweating in the hundred plus degree heat. The bag he'd set down was itself empty, all the food in it long ago consumed for more needed calories, and his stomach, exposed by the open vest he wore, was easily heard as it growled hungrily for more.
As he put away his things and considered what he might eat to settle his tummy he heard a door click and the soft footfalls of another's feet. His roommate can out of the hall, a grey furred lion by the name of Mitch. He was currently shirtless, which was an almost permanent state for him to be in. His nose flared a bit as his whiskers twitched. "I knew I smelled a yena in the house. You back from work now dude?"
The hyena nodded. "Yeah, another typical day. Do I really smell so bad you noticed me even with your door closed?" His ears lowered a bit, the urge to flee for the shower and let some relaxingly cool water wash away the sweat of the day filling him.
The lion sniffed the air again. "I didn't say it was bad; it just smells like you and reminds me how tasty you are." He was grinning now, his gaze locked onto the hyena in an entirely different kind of way as his tail whipped back and forth behind him tellingly.
Avereth started to back up a bit as the lion advanced on him, ears dropping even lower and holding his hands out placatingly. He knew when he was getting 'The Look'. "Oh no... C'mon I'm worn out and hungry, and just got home...and...and-" There was a distinctly hyena tinged yelp as the barely even trying to retreat hyena was pounced back onto the floor, the weight of the lion bearing down on him, both of them knowing his muscles were far too exerted from hoisting heavy things at work to deter the feline.
Mitch looked down at the nervous hyena, licking his lips and still flashing his teeth in a predatory grin. He couldn't help but smirk, feeling the nervous hyena's heart racing in the chest beneath his fingers. "I decided I want you right now, and you and I both know you're not going to try to stop me, don't we? It's your fault for always wearing these vests that show off your tummy to me all the time"
The hyena's face flushed under his fur. Both because as a predator himself he had a certain amount of pride, and also because a part of him enjoyed submitting to the lion without resisting anyway. "But you don't even wear shirts!" He never knew precisely what intentions the lion would have at any given time, but not knowing if it was something harmless, or if he might end up a bulge in the feline's gut, or the lion might end up cramming his own distended belly was quite a thrill.
"But this is just natural! You're wearing something that intentionally shows it off like an invitation..." The lion wasted little time teasing the hyena like that before he moved back some, rubbing Avereth's toned stomach and kneading at the slight layer of fat over the muscles, making the hyena blush as his tummy growled again and made the lion's ears perk. He smirked and rubbed at the empty tummy, eliciting more growls and pressing an ear to the warm surface to listen to it make noises. "Mmm, you weren't kidding about being hungry...stay right there." The lion came back holding a squirming meerkat and gripped the hyena's jaw, opening it.
The hyena could easily have kept his jaws shut no matter how hard the lion tried to open them, but there was no resistance as muscles capable of producing enough force to crack bones remained relaxed as the toothy interior of his mouth yawned open from the prying. Mitch simply shoved the meerkat in, the hyena's tongue extending to slip beneath it on its way in as it was partially pushed down his throat. He blushed as he jerked his head and started reflexively gulping the squirming prey down whole that had been forcibly fed to him, a heavy bulge in his neck disappearing into his chest.
His muscled stomach groaned as the meerkat filled it, hardly notable from the surface save for some movements under the muscles. Mitch listened to the noises of the stomach squeezing and churning against the swallowed prey, soon licking the tummy fur above it and tasting the hyena who had relaxed more now that he was distracted by the sensations of a full stomach working on its meal. The lion worked his way lower and lower, starting to finger the dark skinned navel and tweak it in his fingers, the hyena giving a pleased groan and almost pushing his belly into the feline's hands at the rubbing and touching of his navel.
A rumbling purr escaped from Mitch as he continued to play with the navel, watching how the hyena's face scrunched up whenever he pulled the navel knot outward from his belly, and feeling how his abs tensed whenever he pushed deeply into the navel and moved his finger in circles. After toying with the stretchy rim a bit the lion began to lick the navel, his purring only increasing at the flavor of the hyena in it, amplified by all of his sweating at work. He couldn't resist any longer, jabbing at it with his tongue and then foribly sucking the navel out of its rim, firing all of the hyena's nerves in his belly as he did so and began to squeeze the navel between his teeth and gently chew on it.
Avereth became nearly incoherent, wiggling in place, whining and whimpering, gasping and breathing heavily at the stimulation. The lion was relentless, his attentions to the navel so forceful that as he finally released it from between his lips the slick flesh remained partly protruding outward. The lion contented himself with listening to the full stomach again while a finger idly circled the navel and rubbed the protruding nub of flesh while Avereth simply laid back with a dopey expression on his face that was equal parts relief and satisfaction.
Under the lion's gentle massaging his stomach quickly fell still, its occupant too far digested to struggle any longer. The firm shape beneath the abdominals grew softer very quickly, the noises of the belly only increasing. Soon the groans and gurgles were coming from lower on his belly, the stomach empty again and already growling for more food. The lion gave the navel some more rubbing and suckling, the nub largely managing to retreat back into the rim by now as it was stimulated and the tummy around it massaged as the meerkat was absorbed as nourishment. Between the navel play and seeing the meerkat turned into the gurgling mass flowing through the hyena's gut the lion seemed worked up, nosing at the navel with singleminded focus.
Avereth watched as the lion became more forceful, the pressure making his tummy growl again. With both paws tugging the hyena's tummy to widen the navel, Mitch finally managed to push his face into the navel, feeling the hyena's body stiffen instantly at the intrusion as one of his paw clapped onto the back of the lions head reflexively. The smirking face disappeared as the tense hyena pushed him further, his navel feeling a pleasant burning as it stretched around the lion's head and his inner nerves tingled in all the right ways. He panted and pushed harder, his belly looking a bit bulged out just with the lion's head stuffed into his navel as more of his was slipped down past the stretched open navel interior.
Down past the navel it became slippery and very hot, and the passage rippled and clenched around the lion, pulling him deeper on its own as the noises of his gut filled his ears. Between that and the hyena's great effort, the navel stretched to take in the shoulders and chest. It became much easier after that, Avereth playing with the lion's belly and rubbing the feline's navel while he could, his belly gurgling as the lion sank deeper and his head entered the other male's stomach. The lion's pants were unbuttoned and slipped off as his tummy disappeared into the hyena's own, and Avereth groaned as he let go of the lion and let his body do the rest of the work for him. He felt increasing pressure under his tummy until it suddenly gave, his khakis giving out as the button burst off and the zipper shot down. The extra room was immediately filled by his swollen belly as the lion's waist and thighs were swallowed into his navel, the hyena's stomach rapidly becoming a hugely taut sphere of flesh strained around his roommate.
There was little to do now but rub his belly to soothe the strained muscles as the last of the lion's legs slipped in, the lion also tugging himself further into the stomach to speed up the process. Avereth felt a bit of relief as his navel finally relaxed back to its normal appearance, though with easily two hundred pounds of lion in his gut it was protruding into an outie from the pressure. Even as he watched, he could see the lion's hands rubbing the walls of his stomach through his exposed, stretched belly skin. His stomach was already warmed up from the meerkat earlier and groaning as its walls shifted against the lion and worked the thick digestive juices into his fur.
With much effort the hyena dragged himself over to the couch, losing his shorts along the way and just heaving himself up onto it, collapsing onto his back along its length with the weight of his friend still holding him down much as earlier, simply a few inches closer than before. A belch escaped his muzzle, tightening his belly slighty around the obvious shape of the lion held inside. He was so worn out still from work, and now from being crammed full of lion, he started dozing off as he rubbed his swollen midsection, his relaxed state encouraging his gut to start working upon the lion, who continued to rub the churning stomach walls even as it digested him, and the hyena occasionally woke back up from being half asleep, feeling increasingly sated as the digestion progressed, the massaging of the stomach walls slowing gradually as the lion within became less and less recognizable.
By morning his belly no longer had visible lumps of appendages in its surface, its contents largely reduced to a slurry of digested flesh with some solidness still holding out from the bigger bones and an extra padding of fat upon his belly. As he rubbed the softened tummy and felt the pleasant tingling in his navel from all the attention it had received last night he saw the very same lion inside his belly also lean over the couch, fixated on his currently very full and sloshy tummy.
"Looks like you're still busy with me. I couldn't resist feeding that tummy of yours the way it was growling. Even that meerkat wasn't enough to fill you up." One of his fingers pressed into the bloated navel, moving around against the flesh and making the tummy try to tense. As the lion slipped onto the couch he leaned against the lower belly with his arms around it and began to work the navel much as he had yesterday, at least when he wasn't grooming the fur and the stretching-exposed skin or listening to his gut working on digestion. Avereth released a heavy, lion scented belch from the pressure on his stomach and could only be glad he was off of work today. He had a feeling he was going to need every minute of that time on this particular day for the lion to get it all out of his system.
This is a picture that was done by Vandroiy on the request of my buddy Mitch, and involves our lion and hyena having a typical interaction where Ave is having his navel stimulated and pleasured by Mitch, who just can't resist playing with belly buttons. If memory serves, this was then colored by my friend Crunchy before I could get to it, and then had some additional coloring done by myself to finish it off.
Gigantic version is HERE
Mitch is ©
MitchKenzo
A lot of the coloring is by
Sableyes aka 'Crunchy'
Lineart is by
Vandroiy
The hyena closed the door behind him, padding into the house and setting his bags down and letting out a relaxed sigh. He rolled his shoulders a bit, muscles feeling worn and exerted from another hard day at work sweating in the hundred plus degree heat. The bag he'd set down was itself empty, all the food in it long ago consumed for more needed calories, and his stomach, exposed by the open vest he wore, was easily heard as it growled hungrily for more.
As he put away his things and considered what he might eat to settle his tummy he heard a door click and the soft footfalls of another's feet. His roommate can out of the hall, a grey furred lion by the name of Mitch. He was currently shirtless, which was an almost permanent state for him to be in. His nose flared a bit as his whiskers twitched. "I knew I smelled a yena in the house. You back from work now dude?"
The hyena nodded. "Yeah, another typical day. Do I really smell so bad you noticed me even with your door closed?" His ears lowered a bit, the urge to flee for the shower and let some relaxingly cool water wash away the sweat of the day filling him.
The lion sniffed the air again. "I didn't say it was bad; it just smells like you and reminds me how tasty you are." He was grinning now, his gaze locked onto the hyena in an entirely different kind of way as his tail whipped back and forth behind him tellingly.
Avereth started to back up a bit as the lion advanced on him, ears dropping even lower and holding his hands out placatingly. He knew when he was getting 'The Look'. "Oh no... C'mon I'm worn out and hungry, and just got home...and...and-" There was a distinctly hyena tinged yelp as the barely even trying to retreat hyena was pounced back onto the floor, the weight of the lion bearing down on him, both of them knowing his muscles were far too exerted from hoisting heavy things at work to deter the feline.
Mitch looked down at the nervous hyena, licking his lips and still flashing his teeth in a predatory grin. He couldn't help but smirk, feeling the nervous hyena's heart racing in the chest beneath his fingers. "I decided I want you right now, and you and I both know you're not going to try to stop me, don't we? It's your fault for always wearing these vests that show off your tummy to me all the time"
The hyena's face flushed under his fur. Both because as a predator himself he had a certain amount of pride, and also because a part of him enjoyed submitting to the lion without resisting anyway. "But you don't even wear shirts!" He never knew precisely what intentions the lion would have at any given time, but not knowing if it was something harmless, or if he might end up a bulge in the feline's gut, or the lion might end up cramming his own distended belly was quite a thrill.
"But this is just natural! You're wearing something that intentionally shows it off like an invitation..." The lion wasted little time teasing the hyena like that before he moved back some, rubbing Avereth's toned stomach and kneading at the slight layer of fat over the muscles, making the hyena blush as his tummy growled again and made the lion's ears perk. He smirked and rubbed at the empty tummy, eliciting more growls and pressing an ear to the warm surface to listen to it make noises. "Mmm, you weren't kidding about being hungry...stay right there." The lion came back holding a squirming meerkat and gripped the hyena's jaw, opening it.
The hyena could easily have kept his jaws shut no matter how hard the lion tried to open them, but there was no resistance as muscles capable of producing enough force to crack bones remained relaxed as the toothy interior of his mouth yawned open from the prying. Mitch simply shoved the meerkat in, the hyena's tongue extending to slip beneath it on its way in as it was partially pushed down his throat. He blushed as he jerked his head and started reflexively gulping the squirming prey down whole that had been forcibly fed to him, a heavy bulge in his neck disappearing into his chest.
His muscled stomach groaned as the meerkat filled it, hardly notable from the surface save for some movements under the muscles. Mitch listened to the noises of the stomach squeezing and churning against the swallowed prey, soon licking the tummy fur above it and tasting the hyena who had relaxed more now that he was distracted by the sensations of a full stomach working on its meal. The lion worked his way lower and lower, starting to finger the dark skinned navel and tweak it in his fingers, the hyena giving a pleased groan and almost pushing his belly into the feline's hands at the rubbing and touching of his navel.
A rumbling purr escaped from Mitch as he continued to play with the navel, watching how the hyena's face scrunched up whenever he pulled the navel knot outward from his belly, and feeling how his abs tensed whenever he pushed deeply into the navel and moved his finger in circles. After toying with the stretchy rim a bit the lion began to lick the navel, his purring only increasing at the flavor of the hyena in it, amplified by all of his sweating at work. He couldn't resist any longer, jabbing at it with his tongue and then foribly sucking the navel out of its rim, firing all of the hyena's nerves in his belly as he did so and began to squeeze the navel between his teeth and gently chew on it.
Avereth became nearly incoherent, wiggling in place, whining and whimpering, gasping and breathing heavily at the stimulation. The lion was relentless, his attentions to the navel so forceful that as he finally released it from between his lips the slick flesh remained partly protruding outward. The lion contented himself with listening to the full stomach again while a finger idly circled the navel and rubbed the protruding nub of flesh while Avereth simply laid back with a dopey expression on his face that was equal parts relief and satisfaction.
Under the lion's gentle massaging his stomach quickly fell still, its occupant too far digested to struggle any longer. The firm shape beneath the abdominals grew softer very quickly, the noises of the belly only increasing. Soon the groans and gurgles were coming from lower on his belly, the stomach empty again and already growling for more food. The lion gave the navel some more rubbing and suckling, the nub largely managing to retreat back into the rim by now as it was stimulated and the tummy around it massaged as the meerkat was absorbed as nourishment. Between the navel play and seeing the meerkat turned into the gurgling mass flowing through the hyena's gut the lion seemed worked up, nosing at the navel with singleminded focus.
Avereth watched as the lion became more forceful, the pressure making his tummy growl again. With both paws tugging the hyena's tummy to widen the navel, Mitch finally managed to push his face into the navel, feeling the hyena's body stiffen instantly at the intrusion as one of his paw clapped onto the back of the lions head reflexively. The smirking face disappeared as the tense hyena pushed him further, his navel feeling a pleasant burning as it stretched around the lion's head and his inner nerves tingled in all the right ways. He panted and pushed harder, his belly looking a bit bulged out just with the lion's head stuffed into his navel as more of his was slipped down past the stretched open navel interior.
Down past the navel it became slippery and very hot, and the passage rippled and clenched around the lion, pulling him deeper on its own as the noises of his gut filled his ears. Between that and the hyena's great effort, the navel stretched to take in the shoulders and chest. It became much easier after that, Avereth playing with the lion's belly and rubbing the feline's navel while he could, his belly gurgling as the lion sank deeper and his head entered the other male's stomach. The lion's pants were unbuttoned and slipped off as his tummy disappeared into the hyena's own, and Avereth groaned as he let go of the lion and let his body do the rest of the work for him. He felt increasing pressure under his tummy until it suddenly gave, his khakis giving out as the button burst off and the zipper shot down. The extra room was immediately filled by his swollen belly as the lion's waist and thighs were swallowed into his navel, the hyena's stomach rapidly becoming a hugely taut sphere of flesh strained around his roommate.
There was little to do now but rub his belly to soothe the strained muscles as the last of the lion's legs slipped in, the lion also tugging himself further into the stomach to speed up the process. Avereth felt a bit of relief as his navel finally relaxed back to its normal appearance, though with easily two hundred pounds of lion in his gut it was protruding into an outie from the pressure. Even as he watched, he could see the lion's hands rubbing the walls of his stomach through his exposed, stretched belly skin. His stomach was already warmed up from the meerkat earlier and groaning as its walls shifted against the lion and worked the thick digestive juices into his fur.
With much effort the hyena dragged himself over to the couch, losing his shorts along the way and just heaving himself up onto it, collapsing onto his back along its length with the weight of his friend still holding him down much as earlier, simply a few inches closer than before. A belch escaped his muzzle, tightening his belly slighty around the obvious shape of the lion held inside. He was so worn out still from work, and now from being crammed full of lion, he started dozing off as he rubbed his swollen midsection, his relaxed state encouraging his gut to start working upon the lion, who continued to rub the churning stomach walls even as it digested him, and the hyena occasionally woke back up from being half asleep, feeling increasingly sated as the digestion progressed, the massaging of the stomach walls slowing gradually as the lion within became less and less recognizable.
By morning his belly no longer had visible lumps of appendages in its surface, its contents largely reduced to a slurry of digested flesh with some solidness still holding out from the bigger bones and an extra padding of fat upon his belly. As he rubbed the softened tummy and felt the pleasant tingling in his navel from all the attention it had received last night he saw the very same lion inside his belly also lean over the couch, fixated on his currently very full and sloshy tummy.
"Looks like you're still busy with me. I couldn't resist feeding that tummy of yours the way it was growling. Even that meerkat wasn't enough to fill you up." One of his fingers pressed into the bloated navel, moving around against the flesh and making the tummy try to tense. As the lion slipped onto the couch he leaned against the lower belly with his arms around it and began to work the navel much as he had yesterday, at least when he wasn't grooming the fur and the stretching-exposed skin or listening to his gut working on digestion. Avereth released a heavy, lion scented belch from the pressure on his stomach and could only be glad he was off of work today. He had a feeling he was going to need every minute of that time on this particular day for the lion to get it all out of his system.
This is a picture that was done by Vandroiy on the request of my buddy Mitch, and involves our lion and hyena having a typical interaction where Ave is having his navel stimulated and pleasured by Mitch, who just can't resist playing with belly buttons. If memory serves, this was then colored by my friend Crunchy before I could get to it, and then had some additional coloring done by myself to finish it off.
Gigantic version is HERE
Mitch is ©
MitchKenzoA lot of the coloring is by
Sableyes aka 'Crunchy'Lineart is by
Vandroiy
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Hyena
Size 1650 x 1275px
File Size 745.4 kB
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