"Foxes aren't food! Foxes aren't food!" The small black and orange vulpine chanted padding back and forth along the sidewalk of the cities park with several others. He held a sign high in the air that proclaimed proudly "Not Food" as he walked huffing slightly as he looked to the rather small amount of protesters he was with, the vulpine giving an even more disappointed expression at the lack of interest among people in the park.

"Hey Suka!" a familiar voice called out from across the park, the fox turning and perking his ears as he looked to the source, a brown coyote waving his arms a bit as his golden eyes stayed locked on the fox's form, "Don't you have better things to do than spout nonsense to innocent park goers? Ya might give people the wrong idea," he chuckles with a slight wink, the yote's tone seemed slightly playful, so the vulpine couldn't quite tell if he was being serious or not.

Suka scoffed as he padded over to the young coyote, shaking his head as his tail swayed behind him with each step the fox letting his arm rest as he held the sign down at his side. The fox had known the coyote since they were pups, but hadn't seen him in quite some time, he had heard that the coyote had moved on up in the ranks as a police officer, but never truly got many details, knowing only that his former friend had been promoted to chief of police. In that respect, the fox was rather relieved, knowing that his friend was so high up meant that perhaps he could influence the polices that were leading to so many foxes being gobbled up in the first place.

"You know as much as I do Mike, it /isn't/ nonsense," Suka says shaking his head as he stops just ahead of the smirking yote, Mike crossing his arms as he towered over the black and orange vulpine a bit. The fox barely reached the top of the yote's gut as Mike laughed and ruffled the fur atop the fox's head.

"Oh yeah! Now that's rich!" the coyote cackled, leaning down a bit to be at the fox's level. His build was very athletic, being a police officer certainly seemed to help with the tan canine's physique, obviously strong muscles flowing smoothly with his movements beneath his fur. "Surely you know your place don't you?" Mike sneered, his teeth glinting in the light a bit, "Foxes are delicious! We can't help it if officers get a bit hungry on the job, 'sides if you foxes didn't cause so much mischief than you wouldn't have anything to worry about."

Suka blinked a couple times with a slightly baffled expression as he retreated from beneath the coyote's heavy paw, ear flicking to what he had heard as as he looked to the shirtless yote kneeling before him. He gazed into Mike's golden eyes for several moments trying to trace down his intentions. Surely his friend couldn't be serious about this, right? As the vulpine kept looking in a transfixed stare he couldn't pinpoint any humor, or malice truly in the yote's expression, causing the fox to shift in place in response as he took a nervous gulp.

"W- we aren't-" the fox stuttered, fumbling for words as he shook his head trying to ground himself again, "th-that's not very funny Mike. You know foxes are people just as much as anyone else, we're friends not food."

Mike chuckled for a few moments before responding, prodding the fox's tummy a bit with his finger before he firmly grasped the vulpine's thigh, squeezing over it's muscle as he raised his brow, "And you have delicious meat covering those bones just like any other meal," he snickers narrowing his eyes a bit releasing the vulpine from his grip as the fox wavered in his stance from the force of the yote's paw. "And who says friends can't be food? Officer's need their protein, gotta get it from somewhere, and besides, we both know your race is subservient anyway," the yote sneers again, flicking his claw against the fox's metal collar with a clink before standing up again. "Regardless, I've got to get home to make myself some dinner, try to surround yourself with better causes fox," Mike chuckles again, giving a wink as he started to walk away.

Suka's entire stance seemed thrown off by the coyote's word's, his tail drooped and fur beginning to stand on end as he took several moments to process just what it was that Mike had said, his ears flattening and teeth showing a bit as that collar was flicked, the vulpine gasping to respond but pausing as the coyote continued, watching flabbergasted as the coyote so casually padded away, his grip on the handle of his sign tightening as he ran after the yote.

"Hey! You can't just say that!" he barks loudly jumping up and swinging the sign at the coyote, the canine turning and catching the sign in his paw, gripping it tightly as Suka blinked in surprise. Mike yanked the sign from the fox's paws and twirled the sign a couple times as he examined the fragile sign.

"Hmm, considering this thing lies," Mike says calmly taking his other paw to quickly snap and splinter the sign as he broke it into two pieces, more still crumbling to the ground as he tossed it back in the direction of the fox, "I don't think you'll be needing this."

"M-my sign," the fox whimpers lowering his ears in a defeated expression.

A wide and sinister grin grew upon the coyote's face. Mike walking over silently behind Suka as the fox dropped to his knees looking to his destroyed sign, the coyote resting a heavy paw on the fox's shoulder, a deep and hungry growl gurgling up from within the depths of his gut as he shook his finger back and forth.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Mike scoffs his tongue slowly licking over his chops as he teasingly allowed a strand of drool to drip onto the vulpine's fur, "Assault on an officer, that's a criminal offence foxman, I'm afraid I'm going to have to detain you for processing."

"Wh-what?" Suka asks in a defeated whimper, turning back to look at the coyote's face.

"You assaulted me," Mike answers in a still ever calm voice, gesturing with his paw, "Therefore your under arrest, and seeing as I don't have my cuffs around," the coyote pauses raising an eyebrow as he glances to the tattered and broken sign on the ground, his tummy growling loudly yet again as he gripped the fox's shoulder tighter, using his force to press the vulpine down into the grass with a thud, "I'm going to need to detain you with... alternative methods."

Suka let out a loud yelp as he was pushed into the ground squirming and pressing his paws up against the coyote's fur as he was firmly held in place by the yote's much more substantial size and weight, the larger canine's breath wafting over the vulpine's fur as he rubbed his paws up and down Suka's sides sizing him up.

"Y-You've got to be joking right Mike?" Suka stammers looking pleadingly up to the coyote's hungry eyes, another damning gurgle rumbling just above the fox's form as the vulpine dug his paws into the grass pressing and squirming for any chance at freedom.

"Now now, you're not asking me to bend the law just because your my friend are you?" he asks licking his chops some more, "I'm afraid that's hardly fair, now be a good fox and go down easy, every attempt at escape is another charge, and you know I'd hate to have to put my friend away for life," Mike winks opening his maw wide as it descended over the fox's squirming head, the fox's fur standing straighter than ever as he was forced to gaze into the dark abyss of the coyote's rippling gullet.

"M-MIKE! H- HEY!" the fox yelps out as loud as he could kicking and writhing this way and that as his head was completely enveloped into the wet, hot interior of the coyote's maw, a quick and powerful gulp rippling the muscles of his gullet with great strength to tighten and tug the fox's muzzle into his throat. "Mmmmmph!"

On the outside the coyote had already begun the work of turning his friend into his next meal, his claws quickly and easily tore the fox's shirt from his chest as he tossed the garment aside with ease, the strength of one paw and his throat easily being enough to keep the fox subdued as his rhythmic gulps slid the vulpine deeper and deeper into the coyote's maw, the off duty officer tasting happily over the deliciousness of the vulpine's chest and shoulders, the gurgling of the coyote's belly becoming more and more evident as his hunger rose, edged on as the fox sank deeper and deeper into the depth's of the coyote's gullet easily pinning the fox's arms to his sides as the muffled protests were now heard from the coyote's chest. Inside, the fox could hear nothing but damning glrks and the rhythmic thudding of the coyote's heartbeat, feeling the rush of cool air outside against his fur as he was stripped before the hot, wet, tightness of the yote's throat followed. The fox kicked his legs violently as the coyote continued his relentless onslaught of strong, guzzling swallows, the yote pinning the fox's shorts as he rids the vulpine of them as well before flopping onto his back, tilting his head to slide the fox in more as he licked, and tasted between his legs, forcing a blush out of his meal before a couple more gulps slurped the fox completely into his maw, the yote quickly closing it to slurp in the last of the fox's tail as he felt the weight of his friend beginning to spill into his now bulging belly. Giving one final gulp, the yote sneered as he patted his paw over his now fully rounded gut, a loud belch quickly sealing the fox even tighter in the cramped caustic interior of that belly.

"What do ya know," the coyote sneers patting that gut firmly before beginning to pick the vulpine's fur from his teeth, "I proved my point, and I don't have to make dinner, all and all good day seems to me."

"Mike! This isn't funny! Fox lives matter too! Let me out!" the fox growled, kicking and clawing at whatever he could to try and get out, his body forced into a tight ball in the churning hot sac that was the coyote's gut, "I'm not food!"

"Doesn't look like that from here bud," the yote chuckles, stepping his paw onto the broken sign, "And remember, each of those struggles adds to your sentence, seems to me you'll be put away for a long time."

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Alrighty so this awesome piece was something  westel got me from  meep I absolutely loved how it turned out so I figured I'd write a story to go with it x3 Hopefully you guys like it too :D Will the yote let the fox go? Will he be let out early on parole? Will the yote ever learn that foxes aren't really food? D: Well some of those questions can be answered by asking the yote himself, but we'll just have to find out now won't we?


Art ©  meep
Mike © Mike
Suka © me
Story © me