Chapter #5Welcome to Domain! by: Unknown Hector pleaded for mercy but the rough, pinkish-red muscle proved to be unsympathetic. It continued to lap at his fur, basting him in fetid smelling saliva. This was quickly turning into the worst (and most likely last) day of his life. As if being eaten alive wasn't bad enough, his predator didn't even have the decency to suck on a tictac before shoveling Hector into his maw. As Hector was sloshed back and forth in his captor's elongated snout he tried to formulate a plan. There wasn't much he could do against someone so much bigger and stronger than him. The constant motion, and the predator's rank breath, was very disorienting, and in his panicked state all he could draw was a blank. Hector just decided to act on instinct. As the warm, inquisitive tongue lapped casually at his underbelly, the frightened squirrel reached for his captor's looming incisors, hoping to get a grip on them. If his predator wanted to he could easily tear Hector's hands into meaty ribbons. Still, Hector needed to latch onto something, and fast...<GULP!>
Too late. Hector felt himself suddenly jerked backwards by a powerful suction. His predator had swallowed him! He made a desperate swipe at his predator's dangling uvula but missed. He let out a piercing shriek that wouldn't be heard by anyone except his devourer's innards. Hector felt himself funneled down a slick, tight passage. A second later he was deposited into what felt like a warm, damp organic sack. Hector didn't need his Bio book to figure out where he was. The poor squirrel screamed his head off hoping for something, anything to come along and save him from the horrific process that was about to transpire.
*BurrrAAAaaap!!!!* Rudy licked his chops. He usually preferred women, but the underclassman had been quite tasty. The poor sap was making quite a fuss in his gut, but in a few minutes digestion would start and put an end to his squirmy protests for good. Rudy picked at his teeth with an unsheathed claw. The one thing he disliked about squirrels was how often their bushy tails got stuck between his teeth. They were decent meals, but they usually required a good deal of flossing afterwards.
"Hey, Rudy!" He turned around to see a beautiful, long eared Fennec Fox, the love of his life, approaching. He flashed her a toothy smile.
"Hi Fiona, how was class?"
"A bit boring, to be honest. I just got done listening to a 40 minute lecture about the finer points of marking your territory. How was yours?"
"Same old, but I was able to snag a freshman so I'm happy." Fiona noticed that her boyfriend's furry gut was indeed a little distended. She gave it a gentle rub, "Who's the lucky girl?"
"It was a boy, actually. I think his name was Henry or something, I didn't really know him." The belly shimmied violently in response to Fiona's touch, "Wow, he's a fighter." she praised the doomed prey.
"Yeah. Heh, I love it when they fight. Keep it up in there, will ya?" The two shared a giggle as the prey renewed his efforts.
"So, about what we discussed earlier..." Fiona started.
"About tomorrow's tryouts for the hunting team? I don't really know, Fiona."
Rudy and Fiona were co-captains of the Caliban Academy hunting team. It was the start of the new season and tomorrow they were going to start holding tryouts. The majority of the team, including Bruno and Rhonda, would be returning but a number of seniors had left.. and one member had even been devoured by his irate mother after she'd found the Playboy Bunny stash he had hidden under his mattress. Under their leadership the hunting team had experienced some radical changes, and had accepted non carnivorous hunters into its ranks such as Rachel Einhorn; a rhinoceros. Including veggie eaters into their ranks hadn't caused the team's performance to suffer, as many parents had feared. Quite the contrary, the diversity helped the team better understand their prey and devise new tactics. Now, with the new season fast approaching, a much more open minded Fiona was trying to think up new ways the team might learn from their food. One of her suggestions had been the creation of a prey training team. Their would be at least one member for each member of the actual hunting team, and they would help with brainstorming strategy and running drills. The more Fiona thought about it the more she felt it was a great idea. Rudy, however, still had his reservations.
"I don't see why you're so against this, Rudy."
"I'm not! It's just... wouldn't stalking actual prey out in the wild be more beneficial? I just don't know what we're going to learn from the prey students here. A lot of them aren't very adept at avoiding preds." He patted his plumpened gut for emphasis, "I think it'd be better to go after prey that actually lives in the wild instead of in town."
"We'd still have actual hunts too, Rudy. It's not like we have to do just one or the other."
"Well, I still don't really understand. This prey team, are we just supposed to spit them out when we're done with practice? Some of the team don't eat dinner because they expect to have someone at the practice. That wouldn't really be fair to them."
Fiona considered this, Rudy had a good point, "Well we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. I think it would be better for the prey team's morale if no one got eaten, but we could probably make a few exceptions."
Rudy slowly nodded, "Okay, I guess we'll give this a try. Lets spread the word that we're looking for prey recruits tomorrow too."
"Thanks, Rudy." Fiona leaned in and kissed him on his wet nose. Smiling, the two left arm and arm. Inside of Rudy's stomach the scene was considerably less cheery. Bile and Acid had begun coating Hector's fragile body. His fur was falling off in clumps and he felt his thighs starting to go numb. He stopped his useless struggling. After the last bell he'd planned to leave the school through the front entrance. Now it appeared he'd be leaving through Rudy Dewclaw's puckered anus. There wasn't much he could do now but sit back, let the stomach do its work, and wait to be sucked into the young wolf's intestines.
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"Lets see... I'll have the #5 combo, but hold the mayo." Aby spoke into the drive-thru order box.
"And what would you like to drink with that?" an annoyingly high pitched voice squawked.
"Hmmm, better make it a diet coke." She hadn't been getting enough exercise lately. Mice smothered in condiments were very high in calories and cholesterol, and she didn't need anything else to contribute to fattening her thighs.
"Your total is $6.25; please pull up to the window."
After a long day at the auto shop Aby often didn't have the time or the energy to track down her own prey. Mouse Burger was pretty expensive for a fastfood joint, but it was a convenient alternative to hunting and it served her favorite food. Aby paid for her meal and at the second window she was handed a relatively still bag of food and a medium soda. Odd, usually her meal liked to put up a fight. She put her drink in the cup holder, set the bag on the seat next to her, and pulled out of the parking lot. The bag had felt a little light, so Aby slipped a paw inside to make sure Mouse Burger hadn't screwed up her order. With a flick of her extended claw she tore through the greasy, foil wrapper, scraping the bun beneath it.
She pressed down on the top of the bun, "Someone's in there, right?" She asked the contents of her burger, never taking her eyes off the road.
"Y-yes." She heard a tiny voice reply.
Aby smiled to herself. Very gently she closed the foil wrapper and scrunched up the top of the paper bag. She wasn't the type to eat and drive at the same time. While Aby was more compassionate than most cats, she still liked to play with her food. Being a single woman, Aby often found herself looking to her meals for 'companionship'. The voice of her latest acquisition had sounded so meek and innocent. She was getting a little wet just thinking about all the fun she'd have with him once back in the privacy of her cave.
By the time Aby had gotten home she'd worked up quite an appetite. She considered stripping out of her overalls, but decided she might as well meet her prey first. Aby pulled her burger out of the bag and carefully parted the torn wrapper. She saw her dinner's tail flick about nervously from in between the bun. Aby licked her lips in anticipation; she hoped her prey was a virgin, they were much more fun to play with. Aby lifted up the bun and took a look. Well, he was certainly a virgin. Halfway curled up into the fetal position was a young mousling trying to hide under a piece of lettuce. Aby delicately stripped him of his leafy cover. The Abyssinian felt ripped off, and for good reason. "Hmmph! The thickest, juiciest mice indeed! You're just some half starved runt." She lightly poked him in the belly.
"P- please don't hurt me, Miss Cat." He begged, feebly.
Aby lost her glare, "How old are you, little one?" She asked in a much softer voice. He was obviously a kid and she saw no reason to be unnecessarily cruel. He didn't answer immediately, it was quite clear that she intimidated him. Aby extended her index claw and scratched him behind one of his ears. It caused him to curl up even more. Though Aby was pissed about the false advertising, she couldn't help but smile at his reaction. 'He's a little cutie, that's for sure' Aby thought, "Don't worry dear. I won't bite just yet. How old are you?"
"T-twelve..." The shivering mousling squeaked. After a few moments the mouse seemed to calm a little under Aby's comforting gaze, "... how old are you?" he finally asked.
Aby chuckled a little under her breath, "That's not a question you should ask a woman." He was pretty young, and adorable to boot, but that wouldn't stop Aby from gobbling him up. She'd paid good money for the squirt. She reached down and picked him up under the armpits, and brought him closer to her face for inspection. Normally, at this point, she liked to fondle her food, but Aby had no interest in molesting a child. Looking him over she frowned.
"Why... you're all beat up!"
That might have been something of an understatement. The young mouse was covered in numerous large bruises that his fur failed miserably to mask. His cheek was swollen and his eyes were weepy and bloodshot. Aby had suddenly lost her appetite.
"... I'm sorry." He murmured.
Aby licked a napkin and began dabbing at a bit of dried blood on his nose, "Don't be sorry.... I can't believe those jackasses would harm a kid." Though the young and the sick were ideal prey for carnivores that didn't give them a right to abuse them! Of course, not all predators had the same opinion as Aby. McGazelle, for example, had no qualms about dropping young kids into vats of skin scorching oil and frying them alive. After learning about how McGazelle made their 'all white meat mousling mcnuggets' Aby had stopped eating there.
"Thank you." The kid looked up at her with big watery eyes, "are you going to... eat me now?"
Aby bit her lip. What was she going to do? The kid had already been through such a traumatizing day that digesting him alive just seemed... cruel. Aby would just have to postpone her meal.
"No kid, not just yet. I think we'll wait a few days. Sound good?" The tiny mouse nodded, he was happy to get a few more days of life. "... Lets get you washed off first. I've probably got some spare wrappers... er.. clothes you can wear." Living near Caliban Academy meant Aby was able to nab the occasional High school student. The clothes would probably be a bit too big for the young one, but they'd be better than nothing.
"Alright, come on." The boy hopped into her arms and she carried him over to the sink. She'd eventually soak him in water, but first she planned to give him a tongue bath. Aby extended her sandpapery tongue and started lapping up the Dijon mustard that was liberally coating his furry torso. The boy giggled and squirmed causing Aby to smile, "I thought you said I was going to take a bath!"
"This is how cats bathe, now stop squirming." She continued to lick up the messy condiment, occasionally teasing her meal to be by poking and prodding him with her tongue in areas where he was ticklish. He was, of course, delicious, but Aby had a great deal of self control. He didn't have to worry about traveling down her throat prematurely. Aby didn't spend too much time on his genitalia. The young mouse was probably nearing puberty and she didn't want to discuss the birds and the bees with someone who'd be visiting her septic tank in a few days. When she was done slathering his front side she flipped him over. Aby was shocked to discover the boy had a slice of pickle wedged in between his butt cheeks. She tugged it free, eliciting a little grunt of discomfort from her prey-to-be. Once again, Aby felt a great deal of anger towards the Mouse Burger staff. They'd tortured him a little, most likely just for shits and giggles. She'd try to make the boy's last few days enjoyable. He deserved at least that much.
"You know, I forgot to ask." Aby said in between licks, "What's your name, kiddo?"
"Daniel; but everyone calls me Danny. What's your name Miss Cat?"
Aby smiled; for some reason everything this cute little meal said made her smile, "I'm Aby Eyeshine."
"It's nice to meet you, Aby."
"It's nice to meet you too, Danny."
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Jeff shivered as he felt another drop of hot saliva roll down the swell of his back. The 18 year old rabbit had always considered himself to be nigh uncatchable, but today he'd been caught unawares while walking home from Caliban Academy. To add to his humiliation, his captor was old enough to be someone's grandmother. He'd been stripped of his clothing and was now lying nude in the lap of an elderly wolf woman. She rubbed and kneaded his ass, checking the texture and firmness of each butt cheek. She gave one a playful pinch and Jeff let out a surprised yelp, much to the delight of his captor. She chuckled good naturedly. Her hands continued to roam, exploring his muscles and meat, "Nice gluts" She complemented, "You must be an athlete."
She flipped him over onto his back and began rubbing his chest and abs. He was once more able to get a good look at his captor. A pair of delicate spectacles rested on her elongated snout. Her fur was a light grey and she had her hair tied back in a bun; a traditional grandmother style. He also noted she was wearing a red, pseudo Victorian style dress.
It was so unfair! Of course the circle of life had always been unfair, but this was a borderline travesty. He was a teenager! Energetic and young with a bright future ahead of him! She was elderly, clearly in her declining years. Why did he have to die for her? Why did he have to go from being a promising track star to being wolf excrement?!
"Please don't struggle so much, dear. I'm just checking to see how tender you are." the Wolf licked her chops noisily, "Its been so long since I've had rabbit. Kell doesn't like to hunt them, you see. She's afraid she might nab one of Kevin's in-laws."
"Kell?" The nervous rabbit asked.
"My daughter.... I'm Elanor by the way."
"... J-Jeff."
"Well, Jeff. It's nice to ea- *ahem*, meet you." Elanor cupped the young man's ball sac in her paws. She gave one of his testicles a light squeeze, "Succulent." She murmured.
Jeff couldn't help it; despite being at least forty years his senior her poking and prodding had caused him to grow a boner.
"Young man, don't you know it's considered rude to have a hard on when someone is planning to eat you? Especially when they're your elder?" Elanor reprimanded him sharply.
"I'm sorry ma'am." He said sheepishly. Despite the fact that SHE was groping HIM, he felt guilty about his erection.
"Well I suppose it's not your fault you have such an active sex drive. You're a rabbit, after all. Hmmm..." She ran a furry digit up the length of his erection. A little pre-cum trickled down his throbbing shaft, "My, but aren't you well equipped? I've got to confess, It's not very hard to see why Kell fell in love with a rabbit. If I was twenty years younger I might try mounting you myself... Oops! Sorry dearie, pretend I didn't say that." Elanor looked a little embarrassed. When she was growing up no one ever flirted with their food, let alone raped them. It was just bad etiquette. Leave it to the younger generation to do away with good manners.
Jeff suddenly saw his chance for survival. The elderly wolf seemed a bit lonely. This was her daughter's house and she hadn't once mentioned her husband since capturing him. Most likely he was either dead or the two were divorced. There were a couple ways he might try appealing to her, and get out of being eaten. He could try being her friend. A lot of grandmothers really would like nothing more than a nice, handsome young man to talk to. She probably had a lot of stories and no one to tell them to. Or maybe he should be more direct, and offer to pleasure her. She didn't seem like the type that would force her prey to please her. Being old and single she probably didn't get the opportunity to have sex very often. She might be willing to upgrade him from a meal to a lover. Though it was a distasteful thought, pleasuring her would probably be better than getting stuffed into her warm, slobbery maw.
"That's alright, ma'am." He said, trying to relieve her of her embarrassment, "Er, thank you for the compliment."
Elanor nodded, "Ho ho, it was a bit too naughty in hindsight, but you're welcome.... It's nice to know there are still polite, well mannered young people among us." She complimented, while playing with the tip of his cock.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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