Nathan the raccoon was definitely in the wrong place at the wrong time. Through a series of unfortunate events, he found himself in jail, currently in holding as the police sorted out what was going on. The brown raccoon sat on the bench, his eyes glued to the floor and not wanting to see anything else about this place. He just wanted to hear the door swing open, an apology and ‘Have a nice day,’. He had already been waiting a few hours, he imagined they couldn't keep him held up for much longer.
His ears flicked in surprise as he heard the loud creak of a door opening; he turned his head and smiled a little bit, walking into the cell room was a police officer. A chubby wolf officer wearing a standard uniform in addition to a heavy gray jacket lined with fur. He walked in and closed the door behind him, stretching and yawning loudly; he gave a full display of large, almost frightening fangs that glistened with drool. He smacked his lips as he scratched his backside, stepping in and noticing the large smile on the raccoon face as he stared on “And what are ya looking at, small stuff?” the wolf asked.
“Oh! I uh…” Nathan stammered “I thought you were coming in to let me out. I shouldn’t be in here and I…-!” Nathan stopped, concern growing as he heard the officer laugh loudly.
“Heh, yeah that’s what they all say. Though by the look of ya. I’d say you are innocent,” the officer smirked as he walked closer to the cell.
“Really?” Nathan lit up, glad to know some officers were aware of what was going on.
“Yeah, what could a toothpick like you do that deserves the slammer,” the officer broke out laughing, flashing his sharp teeth again as he doubled over laughing at his joke. Nathan sighed and slumped back in his cell as he rubbed his temples “Hey now, don’t be like that. Tell ya what. How’s about I keep you company while they ‘sort things out’. Sounds good?” the wolf policemen offered, grinning in what almost appeared to be innocence. Nathan looked down, seeing no harm in the offer and shrugged in acceptance.
“There, was that so hard? Nick, by the way,” the officer said, walking away to the keys and picking up the one to Nathan’s cell and twirling it in a chubby paw “And you’re Nathan, before you say anything. I heard the boys talking about you up top,” Nick continued, making Nathan unsure how to feel about that comment.
“Well, thanks for at least keeping me company, it means a lot…-!” Nathan smiled at Nick before the phone to the room began ringing. Nick stopped and turned towards it, walking casually to pick it up and answer.
“Yello?” Nick began, listening to what the other person had to say “Yeah? The cute coon in cell 3, what of him?” Nick turned away from Nathan, making Nathan groan in annoyance; he wanted to try and read his facial expression for what was going on “Oh...you don’t say? Well I’ll be sure to do just that. Thanks.”
Nick hung up the phone, making faint slurping noises as he turned back around, an expression of sorrow on his face “Ohhh, I got some bad news for you, Spence. Looks like you did commit something pretty heinous, looks like I was wrong ‘bout ya.”
Nathan stood up in his cell and shook his head “No...nonono, that’s not right. I didn’t do anything. you believe me right?” Nathan pleaded as he saw Nick open the door to his cell and close it behind him, locking it.
“It’s outta my paws, looks like I’m gonna have to take you to the special cell,” Nick grinned as he grabbed Nathan’s wrist, licking his lips and exposing his long, glistening teeth.
“What are you…-hey!” Nathan began before he saw the wolf officer pick him up with relative ease. Nick’s grip changed from the wrist to his ankles as he saw him lick his muzzle and open wide. The officer quickly rid Nathan of his clothing, except for his underwear as he placed the raccoon’s feet in his maw and, to Nathan’s horror, began swallowing them down.
Nick gulped and growled loudly as he let out a long sigh, his maw closing down on Nathan’s calves and slowly taking him in. Nathan’s arm flailed around in panic to the warm, moist cave that was the officer’s maw; he screamed loudly realizing there was nothing he could reach out to in order to try and halt the process. Nick’s chubby paws gripped at Nathan’s thighs as he continued to chow down, pushing him deeper in as loud gurgles sounded. The policemen’s neck bulged with the squirming legs he had gulped quickly.
“Glurk...urp...grrgl…” Nick sounded off as slurped on Nathan’s thin furry form, enjoying his treat as he lightly chewed it in a teasing fashion. He could already feel that the raccoon’s feet had entered his stomach. He surprised himself at how quick he was consuming this morsel. He opened his maw a little wider to take in the thicker parts of Nathan’s body. The waist and torso would be harder to take in, albeit slightly considering how small his meal was. He gripped the coons sides firmly, swallowing more of him as he slid the portion of his body down his thick gullet.
Nick's belly began to extend and rise over his waistline as it rumbled and gurgled to the squirming. A few of the buttons on his uniform burst from the added weight. He sat down on the cell bench in order to rest his legs from the addition he was swallowing. The squirming made his stomach and gullet rumble and wobble in protest, only making his excitement from eating all the more greater. He let out a soft moan as he began to work on Nathan’s chest, sure to give the prey a few licks on the chest to get a better taste of his morsel; it was a taste he found himself enjoying greatly and persuaded him to slow down for the last half of his meal. Nathan was helpless but to squirm and call out for help as the officer had his way with him. He could feel the warm embrace of the wolf’s body around his form; the fact that he had been stripped for this certainly didn’t help.
Nick tilted his head back to add the force pulling Nathan down; his chest was next to receive the warm slimy licks from his tongue. Nick’s paws continued to pull the coon down into his gullet but finally Nathan was so deep into him that his paws would do nothing and instead took pleasure in using his jaw to force him down. With quick motions, he was able to open his jaw enough to cover another inch of Nathan’s form, leaving nothing but shoulders, a head and his arms, which were forced into an upwards position. Nick tilted his head further back, making whatever remained of Nathan unable to squirm as he simply slid down. Nick massaged his throat, helping the coon go down easier as he caught one paw quickly reaching out before sinking deep into him. Nick chuckled as he rubbed his gurgling, expanded gut, satisfied with how big it had gotten.
Sometime later, Nick’s ear flicked as he heard the door open and he saw another police officer walk in “Oh, good. Looks like you told that raccoon that he was innocent and let him go like we asked?” the officer asked Nick, who was already facing away from him and about to head out the door.
“Yup, I was just about to head out myself. See ya later!” Nick waved from behind and closed the door behind him, taking pride and walking around with his rumbling, exposed gut to the chilled outdoor air “Hear that, boy? You were in the clear after all. I’ll be sure to let ya out…eventually.” he patted his distended belly, grinning happily as his stomach bulge kicked and squirmed, clearly Nathan could hear the conversation from before and tried his best to show his displeasure, but all it succeeded in doing was making Nick’s chuckle turn into a full blown laugh.

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 nickwolf was the reason I got into things like toons and vore. So seeing his return here was a big deal to me. To celebrate, here is a short story starring that guy, and an old form I don't use anymore, but one I hope is enjoyable all the same.