Solus sighed as he stared at his synthetic enclosure, watching the rubbery fleshy walls collapse before him. He took a quick glance over to his medi bot which really only housed supplies that can be used to stabilize someone in the battlefield. Morphine, bandages, gauze, etc. Unfortunately nothing he could really use to get out of the middle of his robotic predator. He closes his eyes in an attempt to recount the events which led to this, having happened so fast and having nothing else better to do.

Solus was minding his own business, looking at some patient paperwork to find out what the next best thing to do. While he was combat medic and usually out at the front lines to save lives, he was needed back at an outpost to take care of an important individual. He tapped his pen on the desk, idly just playing with it while looking down at the medical history. A tap on the shoulder for his attention, looking over to see a robotic hound. Instantly, the protogen got off of his chair and backed away, stepping slowly and carefully. The bladewolf before him matched his pace with every step, almost teasing him. He lowered his hand down to his waist to reach for his radio, before suddenly being tackled into the ground.

Having metal pin you down is not a good feeling. He could only look at the bladewolf as it used its prehensile tail to take the radio and slide it across the room. Now, the canine looked at him, dead in the eyes. It opened is metallic jaws and licked Solus. He only has fear of what's to come, what death awaits him. Little did he know however, he wasn't going to die. The metallic beast opened its jaws wide, allowing the protogen to peer inside before his vision was cut short. The bladewolf made strong and quick gulps to secure its prisoner, using its paws to hurriedly shove the medic inside. It's neck swells with the protogen's form, the prey kicking in an attempt to knock something over to get someone's attention. Unfortunately though... he was already too deep inside. His legs were shoved against each other, and another gulp secured them together. All that was left was a few swallows and the protogen would be gone from the world, reduced to a swollen middle on the hound.

Solus couldn't believe this was happening, he'd have to pinch himself to see if he was truly awake! Only to have the flesh clench tight around him in another gulp from his predator. He couldn't fight at all within the throat, keeping him bound while he made his way to the center of the bladewolf. Eventually, he started to pour into the synthetic chamber, curling up as more of himself joined. The stomach felt tighter and tighter as his body slipped inside, the gut swelling just enough to accommodate the "detainee" and nothing more. With his tail finally inside, he was now alone... until he saw a familiar metal orb slide down the same path he took. It was his medical bot. Where the hell was it? He was looking for them for ages! He gave his bot a scolding look, wondering if it had something to do with this. Suddenly, his environment started to move, feeling himself slosh and sway from side to side, occasionally bumping into the metal fore and hind legs. He barely even heard a voice from outside, shadowed underneath the thick layers of rubber and the organic orchestra of gurgles and glorps. Maybe anti-espionage tech to prevent him from listening in on private conversations while inside. Never the less, he was in for the long haul.

It had been a while since Solus had gotten captured, leaving him to wonder where he was now? The swaying only stopped briefly a few times, but other than that, he was consistently jostled around. Nothing else joined him, so he only had his bot to speak with if he wanted. Suddenly, the swaying stopped. The protogen assumed that it would resume just like before.. only that it didn't. He was suddenly squished tight, feeling a heavy pressure above himself and a flat pressure below. Was he being laid on?? He kicked against one of the walls... only to have a metal paw bap him back into place.

Bladewolf NS-2041, code name "November", decided to settle down have a mission well completed. All he had to do was steal some documents regarding medical history and information best left classified! It was relatively easy, although he had to capture an enemy to get the medical files. The protogen wouldn't ever leave his desk! Nevertheless, it's not like he was complaining. He likes to indulge himself, mostly on his own free time. He looked at his shifting middle, seeing a foot printed swell on his gut. He lifted a paw and squished it back down into place, quite satisfied with his prisoner. The files were turned in and now he could do virtually anything he wants while he can. He could also turn in the medic and their bot... but he doesn't seem to want to. The way they stretch his frame, the way they sway when sagging underneath him. It not only felt heavenly, but it also felt right. Besides.. his superiors likely wouldn't bother him about his bulging gut, they know about his hobbies. There's no reason not to keep them locked up tight inside for now. With a soft rub with his tail, he sighed contentedly and said..

"Enemy Support Detained, Holding Time: Unknown. Best get yourself comfy, you're going to be my little gut swell."

HOLY WOW this took a while to make, the drawing was difficult but it was REALLY fun. I enjoyed it a lot! There's an XRay version as well, but I asked several opinions and people seemed to want the cutout more.

Also, I accidentally refreshed the page when I had made the story, so I lost all my progress on it and had to make another. Hopefully you enjoyed it. I hope to make it a regular thing, but I'm unsure cause I'm not very skilled at writing yet (compared to Vorny writers).

Also I drew and wrote myself as prey because I'm in the mood to get ate by robots ok. I'm the artist and writer here, I can do it! (Unless November wants me to cut the story, which is fine if they request it.)

Also apologies for taking so long. I was actually playing a game while doing this so it took longer than it should've.

Guest-Starring  eyeman443's November

Solus belongs to me

Art by me