Office Jobs
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Some jobs can be fun, some can be boring. For one fox, It was the latter. Suka, as this fox was named, was typing away on his report. His fingers moved from key to key, each press making that unmistakable keyboard click as he typed away. It was just another day for him, come into work, file reports, send messages and mails, and head home. A certain fox had one of these jobs, and his name was Suka. A cross fox with only black and orange fur, working his regular nine to five job.

Suka watched as the time clicked 12:00 pm. Lunch time. He quickly got up from his chair, starting to make his way out of the cubical before the phone rang. “drat,” he said to himself, stopping in his track to turn around and see who was ringing. Had it been anyone else, the fox would have let it go to voice mail, but it was Mike, or better known as the boss. “Oh man, what now,” Suka went one lifting up the phone before replying. “Hello, Suka speaking.”

“Hey Suka. Glad I caught you before lunch. There’s a few things I have been noticing lately and I would like to talk to you about it.”

“Is there anything specific?”

“We can discuss all of that later. Id like you to skip lunch and come to my office please.”

“Y-Yes sir,” he stammered before hanging up the phone. Oh great. What was this going to be about? Called in during lunch too. Cant be good. Suka sighed and rubbed over his forehead. What could it be now. Was it something good, something bad? Things he would figure out soon it seems. Well he couldnt slump all the way to the boss’s office, so he straightened up and took a deep breath before making his way down the hall towards the intimidating door. Man what I must have been like to work on the other side of that door.

Suka had dreams of this being his office, but never though he was going to be called to it. Every other time he needed to talk to the boss it was always in the break room or in the hallway. He only hoped it was not something he had done wrong. He couldnt think of anything in recent memory that he had done. Maybe it was a promotion? That could be it. He had been working a bit harder than normal. Either way he was at the big door now. Time to face the music.

The door was rather heavy, or at least felt that way as the nervous fox opened it, slowly stepping in side, and even though the he had seen the room before, it still felt quite intimidating. The room was quite a bit bigger than he remembered though. The corner office was just that, the corner of the building. The walls were a deep brown with tan accents, one that was highly decorative. Along the wall facing the rest of the office there was a book case filled to the brim. A grand L shaped desk that matched the colors of the walls was right on the edge of the walls and windows, helping to separate the room into two parts. Behind that desk was a rather fancy leather office chair, currently turned around. The only sign of someone else in the room was the tips of someone’s ears above the head of the chair, while in front where two smaller office chairs for visitors.

As the fox fully stepped into the room and closed the door, one more thing because increasingly clear. The room was soundproofed. There was no outside sound bleeding through at all, to the point it was eerily quiet. The last sound from the outside world was the click of the door latch shutting. For what was only a few second, though seeming like eternity, everything was at a standstill in the room. Finally the fox spoke, although with a bit of stammer in his voice. “E-excuse me, sir. You called for me?”

“Ah, Suka. There you are,” The figure said as his chair slowly turned around. It could be described as a scene from a movie, that chair turning to reveal that blue fox known as Mike. He was just like any other red fox but instead of that orange fur, it was blue. “Please, take a seat,” Mike said as he gestured towards the empty chairs in front of him.

The other fox nodded and sat himself down, though, couldnt seem to get comfortable as he kept shifting around in place. Of course Mike caught on to this, leaning forward with a bit of a grin. “Now then,” he spoke, causing Suka to jump to attention. “Thank you for coming in on such short notice. There’s a few things we need to talk about. Now, before we do begin, is there anything you would like to say?”

“N-no sir,” Suka responded.

“Very well. Then let me begin by saying over the past few weeks your performance here has been very smooth. Not a hitch at all.”

“Oh, uh, thank you.” Hearing that things were going positive started to ease the nerves of the cross fox, allowing him to relax a slight bit.

“Yes, its quite something. You’ve been doing a great job here and there has been lot of notice. However, I’ve noticed something that is concerning.”

The cross fox gulped. He had been spending a bit of work goofing off recently, though never when he had work today. He always made sure his work was done first a foremost.

“Stand up, come over here,” Mike said as he stood from his chair, making his way to corner of the room. Suka stood up, making his way over to the corner with the other fox, looking out of the broad windows. “It is a very nice view, would you not agree?”

“It quite something. I would like a view like this someday.”

“Yes,” Mike said with a nod, glancing at the other fox as he was distracted with the view. “You just might someday.” Had he been paying attention, Suka might have noticed something off about how Mike started to act, but he was on edge with the earlier topic. Mike on the other hand, was thinking of quite a few things. He turned his head, looking back at the clock on his wall with a bit of a chuckle. Perfect. 12:15. Everyone should be gone for lunch. He had Suka all to himself.

“Suka,” he started, placing a paw on the other fox’s shoulder. “I think its time you took a break from the company.”

“A break? Are you letting me go?”

“Uh no no, not quite. Its a bit different from that.”

“Different?”

“Yes, something quite different.” The blue fox pushed on the other, turning him so they were face to face, a paw on each shoulder. “In fact, think of it more like a once in a life time event.” His paws started to pull apart the shirt of the cross fox.

“Once in a life time?” Suka was unsure about this, trembling slightly as his shirt was being removed from his body. With ease that shirt came off, leaving the cross fox bare chested before his boss, save for his company ID badge around his neck. He was unsure about all this, but couldnt find the courage to speak up. “Mike, Im not sure about this. It, doesnt seem right.”

“Oh, dont you worry about that, you’ll come to see this is something you’ll be thinking about for the rest of your life.”

“The rest of my life- ack!”

Suka was quickly cut off as Mike grabbed his shoulders, pulling him forward with great force. The jaws of the blue fox had opened wide, enough to take in the head of the other fox. It was all just an instant, so fast that Suka hadnt even started to protest as entire head slipped into the throat of the other fox with his first swallow.

Mike’s actions were quick. Already gulping over Suka’s head already working to fit the cross fox’s shoulders into his jaws. Suka on the other hand was trying to figure out what exactly happened. Already trying to squirm out of his captor’s grasp as his sounds of protest where muffled heavily by the throat walls of the blue fox. Though it wasnt as if any sound would leave this office. It was sound proofed for just this reason.

The shoulders were always the hardest part. Both foxes knew that, and both were fighting for similar things. Mike soon overpowered the other fox though, fitting those shoulders into his throat with a heavy swallow. Suka’s face, had it been visible, would have dropped as the widest part of his body was engulfed, knowing full well that his luck had run out. The subsequent swallow quickly pulled suka’s chest and upper body down Mike’s gullet. The muscles of the blue fox’s throat squeezed and ripple around his prey, pulling that meal deeper into his body, soon getting to the point where Suka’s head pushed into the empty pit of Mike’s stomach.

With how quick things has happened, two things where quickly overlooked. The first was the fact that Mike was still wearing his shirt and tie, and both had shown impressive strength as they compressed around the bulges of the fox without ripping apart. The other was Suka’s ID badge. The lanyard hold it had snagged on one of Mike’s teeth. As more of the fox disappeared down the gullet of the other, the blue fox’s stomach started to balloon out. Rather quickly Mike’s clothes got to be rather constricting, but thankfully, within a few more short moments, the fox’s shirt slid up his gut, allow it to stretch out more, while at the same time his pants burst at the button.

For Mike, this whole sensation of swallowing someone whole was intoxicating, exhilarating even. Already down to the cross fox’s stomach, he showed no signs of stopping. Using his claws, the blue fox ripped through his prey’s pants, leaving the rest of his meal bare. A few more gulps and Suka would be gone, trapped inside Mike’s stomach.

Suka on the other hand, what going a rather different experience. His state of panic quickly died down to a state of despair. Know that half of his body had been devoured, his optimism quickly faded. Every twitch seemed to cause further help the blue fox in swallowing him. Those stomach walls molded around him, and while they did stretch to accommodate his body, they still held him tightly in place. With a sudden jolt the fox found himself reoriented. His legs had lifted up, and in response he tried to shift and pull away, unwittingly pulling more of his body into and down the blue fox’s gullet. With nothing other he could do, Suka kicked his legs back and forth. It was a feeble attempt, but it was the only thing left he could do.

What was becoming a nightmare for one, and lunch for the other, was quickly coming to an end. Mike’s jaws closed around Suka’s feet, taking one final gulp to clear out his throat. On the outside, the blue fox seemed quite pleased with himself. Now sporting a rather noisy and large belly. His shirt had ridden up his gut, only stretching slightly, while his pants had burst well before. Suka, on the other hand, was in a fetal position. He kept pushing at those walls, making bulges and bumps along the blue fox’s guts, trying to find any bit of give, some way to get out. It was futile, and deep down, Suka knew it.

Mike sighed as he looked over his gut, giving it a gentle rub before letting out a belch, suddenly feeling something in the back of his maw. Unsure what it might be, he started to pick at his teeth, finding the lanyard that had been snagged. Gentle he pulled on it, slightly gagging as an object came free from his throat. It was coated in saliva, but once the blue fox noticed what it is, he let out a slight chuckle. Holding the ID badge at arms length, dangling it in the air as he used his other paws to rubs on his stil gurgling and bulging stomach. “In case its not obvious Suka,” Mike said, giving a squeeze to his gut with his paw. “You’re fired!”


Dang working in at-will states D: Firing me just cuz he was hungry that day! And betraying a fellow fox too! How could he? He must have been threatened by my superior work ethic hmmph! But anyways, seriously this is another absolutely amazing piece I got from  themikefox I told him foxes should stick together, but this isn't exactly what I meant! D: Rivin did an awesome job with the story tho .o. I'm super happy with that too. My friends are just entirely too awesome.

Art and Fatfox ©  themikefox
Story ©  rivin2e
Foxo soon to be pudge named Suka © me o.e;