Coyote V Foxes

The fox sighed as he padded up to the door, he always enjoyed hanging out with his friends, but something… just seemed off about the coyotes invite tonight. A few knocks on the door and the vulpine’s uneasy feeling seemed to get worse as inside he heard a lot of loud clanging from metal seeming to slam to the floor on the other side of the door.

“M..Mike?” The black and orange fox called out through the door, “Everything ok in there?” The vulpine thought he could make out a soft groan as he jiggled at the door handle. “Hmm, locked.” he mutters to himself, “Go figure.”

“I’m- mmf fine!” The fox heard the voice of his familiar coyote friend call back from inside, the sound of more rummaging being heard as the coyote seemed to fumble around the house, “Just a minute!”

The fox sighs as he taps his foot at the door, wondering what kind of mess the coyote might have created as he waits on the doorway to open. Soon enough, the latch of the lock came undone as the coyote motioned the black and orange vulpine.

“Oh hey Suka! Wasn’t- mmmmf- expecting you so early,” the coyote says seeming to cringe a bit as he stumbled to one side, keeping his mouth shut as the black and orange vulpine walked inside. The coyote was wearing an apron, and this was something that quickly caught the fox’s eye as he padded casually over to the couch, flopping down as he turned back to the coyote.

“I figured I’d go ahead and come on since Mike Fox texted me that he was almost here,” he answers his eyes giving a skeptical and rather worried expression as one ear flicked back, looking to the rather pristine looking apron that adorned the coyote, “Since when do you cook? I thought we were ordering pizza. You better not burn whatever it is you’re trying to make. What was all that clanging earlier anyway? Sounded like you knocked something over.”

“Oh uh that?” the coyote said shutting the front door and locking it as he leaned against the door a bit, “I uhm… I knocked over some pans and stuff when I was getting ready to cook. Uhm.. considering how hungry I am, it’d probably be best I have something a bit better than pizza, I kinda had an appetizer earlier I made for myself, but that’s it. Something to be brought to the door would be nice though.”

“An appetizer huh?” the fox asks sniffing the air a bit to try and figure out what the coyote could have been making, smelling nothing as he gives a light shrug, “What would you want other than pizza? I don’t really feel like going out to get you something.”

“Oh I’ve already got an idea,” the coyote chimes, swaying his tail behind him as he padded over and flopped next to the fox on the couch, his gut making a rather loud and wet burble as the fox could have sworn he heard a muffled yip, his ears twitching as he glanced to the coyote, “I could just have the same thing I had earlier.”

The fox’s eyes looked rather nervously to the coyote’s belly as he twitched his ears to what the other said, the apron seeming to be draped over a much fatter dome of a gut than he had remembered the yote having one day prior, “Which was?” he asks trying to give the coyote the benefit of the doubt on what he might be implying.

The coyote let out a loud rumbling belch as a few blue hairs flew from his maw just after this question, as if on cue a very familiar scent being carried upon it as the coyote gave an embarrassed and guilty grin. “Well… I’ll let you hazard a guess on that one,” he says, the smell of his fellow fox friend clearly on the coyotes breath as he looked Suka in the eyes.

Suka’s heart dropped as his eyes had become fixed on the blue hairs that escaped the coyote’s maw, his fur standing completely on end, and pulse pounding as he thought about what he could do. “What the hell!?” he barks, jumping up from his seat only to be yanked back by his tail as the coyote licked his chops, “Dude we’ve got to find ipecac or something! He could die! Foxes aren’t food!”

The coyote rolled his eyes in response as his grip on the black and orange vulpine’s tail never relented, “Yeah yeah yeah,” he says his gut letting out a loud gurgle as he soon straddled himself and his hefty weight over the smaller fox, “You’ve told me this all before, but..” the coyote trails off as he unties his apron, revealing his bare naked form as his pudgy belly churned and squirmed against the fox he pinned down. The light, almost unnoticeable squirms from the fox inside were now quite obvious as they kicked and pressed at the fox’s face, another loud gurgle escaping the coyotes burbling belly as he pressed it firmly against his ‘friend’s’ face. “I don’t think it’s ever made you guys gurgle any differently than any other food, you fluffs tend to agree with me just fine… now, about dinner,” the coyote says with a sneer, the fox’s heart sinking even further in his chest as he tried to squirm back and away, the coyote simply booping the vulpine’s nose, “That’d be you.”

Suka shook his head quickly in response, pressing his paws firmly against the coyotes chest only to be cut off mid sentence as the coyote’s jaws clamped down over his face, “Look, Mike I really don’t think you should- MMMMMPH! Foxes aren’t food!” he yelps out, his squirms now far more frantic as the coyote’s hot, wet maw engulfed his vision, the coyote quickly grabbing both the fox’s paws to prevent them from being a problem as he forced them to the vulpine’s sides, giving the fox a good long view of the flexing, dripping wet gullet he would soon be shoved down.

“Mhmm,” Mike responds coyly ignoring Suka’s protests as the gurgling of his hungry gut could not be denied, the struggles of the other already inside did nothing but fuel the coyote’s hunger as he took his first gulp, the cross fox’s head becoming nothing but a bulge in his throat as the vulpine’s world became nothing but dark, tight wetness, the distant whines and protests of a fellow fox just in the distance, but just far enough to not be audible over the rhythmic glrking sounds of the coyote’s swallows. Another gulp, and the fox’s struggles were made almost useless as the coyote’s gullet enveloped the vulpine’s chest and shoulders, more and more of the cool outside air escaping the fox’s grasp as he could do nothing but squirm and make panicked moans in his completely helpless state. Those strong, powerful gulps continued to advance, sinking the cross fox deeper and deeper into those rippling folds of flesh as he whined and kicked those feet. The coyote in contrast was moaned with pleasure as the fox’s taste covered his tongue, that full feeling in his gullet only urging the coyote to shove more and more of the fox’s form into his maw, whatever yelps or whines escaped the vulpine were thoroughly muffled by his gulps and pleasured moans as the coyote squeezed his paws over the fox’s rear, shoving the rest of the vulpine’s torso inside before releasing his paws, simply tilting his head back to let the fox’s own squirms and gravity do it’s work. The cross fox’s form was steadily converted to nothing but bulges in the coyote as his waist and thighs soon plunged inside, the fox’s face finally glorping through the muscles at the entrance of the coyote’s gut just to shove him quickly into his friend that was already trapped inside. It was quick work from here, just a couple more gulps and the coyote was savoring the vulpine’s feet paws in his maw, giving them a few last tastes before that final gulp sent the fox’s form full and round into the coyote’s now heavily bloated gut, the weight of not one, but two bulging it out as the coyote let out a loud gut shuddering belch.

“UUUUUUURP! Oh goodness, you two never get less delicious,” he says as his gut squeezed tightly in on the two trapped inside, Suka finally being able to make out his friend as he coughed in the stale, steamy air trapped inside the churning gut.

“H…Hai Mike,” he says looking to the blue fox before frantically pressing his paws out at the coyote’s churning folds, “Let us out of here!” he barks

“Tried that,” The blue fox replies crossing his paws and looking annoyed as slime begins to pool inside the coyote’s ever gurgling and glorying gut, the wet sounds of organic workings echoing all around them before a loud thud echos all around them.

“Well at least one of you gets it!” The coyote chuckles, patting his gut repeatedly before letting out another loud belch, tightening his gut even more around the pair that were now his meal, “There’s only one way this is ending for you guys, and that’s as part of a coyote, think of it as an upgrade.” he snickers flopping onto the floor as he worked over his gut, “Enjoy your stay.”

This awesome story by  SukaFox13
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© Yote Mike  Westel
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