Voretex Plays - Busy Night at the Swamp

		Busy Night at the Swamp 3:14 Onyx: Lumbers into the clearing 3:16 Torrle: woofs softly 3:16 Neiket: looks over and waves hello to the large bear 3:16 FozzyFoxbourne: waveis to the Wolf Torrle! long time na see d00d! 3:16 Onyx: Waves back to the orcamorph Hi. 3:17 Torrle: smiles at Fozzy Good to see you too! 3:18 Torrle: looks over to Onyx as well Ooooooh, hello! 3:18 Onyx: waves back to Torrle Hello. 3:19 Neiket: smiles and nods nice to see another cold/arctic lover around here.. 3:20 FozzyFoxbourne: drops what hes doing to run over and give torrle a hug, though he's veritcaly alot shorty, the fox ends up huging the wolf's stomach, not being able to fully put his arms over the torrle's shoulders 3:21 Onyx: Chuckles with a nod Yes, it is. It's a bit warmer here than I'm used to. 3:22 Neiket: yeah.. nice that there's water nearby.. speaking of which.. holding up his hand care for a salmon? 3:23 Onyx: Smiles broadly and nods, approaching Neiket Yes I would, thank you. 3:24 Torrle: chuckles and gives the fox a playful snug, ruffling Fozzy fur softly. 3:26 Neiket: holds onto the struggling thing as the bear approaches not very large since they're kinda young.. holding it out for him 3:29 Onyx: Takes the squriming fish and gives it a quick inspection It is a bit small, isn't it? Holds the thing by the tail up over his head, tilting his head back and dropping it into his open mouth. A quick gulp sends the thrashing salmon down his throat, the fish too small to even bulge out the bear's throat 3:31 Neiket: ah well.. yes. but a snack is better then nothing... leaning back against the tree and watching the bear so.. what brings you here..? 3:35 Onyx: Nods and pats his gut idly upon feeling the fish's arrival there I was in the area and heard voices, so I figured I'd stop in and see what was going on. 3:39 Neiket: ah, not a whole lot at the moment it seems looks around the swamp here is just a mixed place of gathering, all sorts come here looking for a snack or lunch of some sort.. can i get you another fish perhaps? heh. 3:41 Onyx: Licks his lips Yes, please, thanks. Chuckles So this is sorta like a cafeteria, eh? 3:43 Neiket: giggles a bit yeah.. kinda.. cept lunch tends to not stay in one place.. gets up and nods to the bear as he pads back to the water and dives in again 3:45 Onyx: Grins and follows Neiket toward the water Ah, so it's not so much all-you-can-eat as it is eat-what-you-can-catch, is that it? Waits for the orcamorph to resurface 3:49 Neiket: small bubbles make their way to the shore as he surfaces and looks up at the bear yeah.. something like that... got cha a bigger one this time.. hugging a good sized, squirming salmon in his arms this ... acks as it thrashes round some more, holding onto it suit your appitie better..? 3:51 the Wolf: strolls in from the forest for a bit Hey all. 3:53 Torrle: smiles and waves, then bounds over Heya Wolf! 3:53 Lope' : HI Wolf. 3:56 the Wolf: smiles to Torrle and Lope', giving Torrle a scritch behind the ears as he bounds over Nice to see you too. 3:56 Onyx: Grins widely and licks his chops in anticipation Yes, that looks much more like it. Quickly grabs the fish before it can get away from Neiket. It slips away from him, and he juggles at it for a moment before finally grabbing the thing with his jaws. He pulls it into his mouth with a noisy slurp. He tosses his head back and takes a hard swallow at it, and this one is big enough that a few twitches can be seen through his fur as it slips down his throat to join the other one in his belly. He licks his lips again Thank you. 3:57 FozzyFoxbourne: ARguhgf.... too many woofies.. feeling scared and out predified, as the only fox in here, as wolves have the upper hand in the food chain 3:58 Torrle: pants and croons, closing his eyes and leaning his head closer Mmmmmmmm.... How've you been? 3:58 Neiket: smiles and watches the bear enjoy the fish, and watches it go down, nodding you're welcome, lemme know if you need anything else, always happy to help a friend.. bows politely and looks at the entering wolf and waves hello 4:00 the Wolf: smiles and continues scratching Tor as he stands with his pack brother at his side, moving to scratch under the chin as he waves with the other paw to Neiket Oh I've been up and down, been a really rough month so far. But it's good to be home. How about you? 4:03 Torrle: pants and rubs a paw warmly overr Wolf's shoulders, enjoy the attention and lapping at the paw beneath his chin Doin' okay. The past few weeks have been crazy, and it's not looking to stop until next month. 4:05 the Wolf: smiles and continues to scritch, letting Tor slurp his paw as he works back over the muzzle and behind the ears again Seem that way for all my pack lately, things going a little crazy, my life won't be back on kilter until September either. 4:07 FozzyFoxbourne: watching the wolfing comrodary, fozzy darts over to the fur pile, with a long jump he bounds for the wolves, he lands on dyne, but is defelcted head long into torrle's stomachfur, he doesn't stop there, after a few dizzy spins, the fox collapses at the feet of The Wolf 4:08 the Wolf: sniffs the air a bit, sensing the frightened fox before Fozzy suddenly lands at his feet and in front of his brother. Wolf looks down and chuckles lightly at the vulpine as it collapses in front of him Well... that was unexpected... 4:10 Torrle: oooooofs and tumbles back a bit, startled. Eyes a bit unfocused as he looks about for what fluttered into him. Hey... a fox! 4:11 the Wolf: looks back down at the fox at his feet, scenting the strong odor of a definite apprehension on the dazed fellow Yes, it is a fox, seems like a pretty easy catch too. 4:12 FozzyFoxbourne: as the stars spinning around over his eyes dissapted as he rest bettwen those two massive front paws of the wolf, he gets an upside down look of the lower half of, The Wolf's jaw.., he flinches at the thought of what it can do, haveing met fate with that muzzle in the past, the fox gathers enough sense to get up and off his back and onto his feet 4:12 Torrle: nods and rubs his chin for a moment, slowly churning up an idea.* 4:15 the Wolf: watches as the vulpine slowly staggers to his feet, quickly clamping a paw over Fozzy's shoulder with a big smile on his muzzle Why hello there? And what are you up to? he says, holding the fox tightly 4:18 Torrle: was just about to flop himself down upon the fox, but stops himself at the last minute at the Wolf beats him to the first move, so now he watches for a better opening 4:18 FozzyFoxbourne: is almost knocked off his two little furry black feet again, his toe nails draging in the dirt under the strain of the wolf's massive heavily paw on his shoulder, fozzy grunts under its weight trying to keep a straight unfrientghted calm face umm.. just messing around i guess, turns his head sideways to look at the paw again, he picks at one of the toe pads with his opposite hand 4:19 Lope' : * Looking at Fozzy and Wolf and Torrle * I got a news flash for you Fozzy . . you are in in deep shit ! 4:21 FozzyFoxbourne: shrughs off lope with a waveing dississive paw, one finger clearly in the middle goes up too ohh i can take care of myself,.. turns his head back round again to the side, at the paw still on his shoulder my.. what big hands you got there, grandma.... heh. makeing it sound as mockingly possible as he can 4:23 FozzyFoxbourne: hah!! only two wolfies.. told you soo Lope' they'd buckle under and fold under my wrath! grins and makes a loud mock battle cry with his howling whine 4:23 the Wolf: turns his attention back to Fozzy, tightening his grip and digging claws in just enough so he knows they're there as he holds the vulpine. The lip of his muzzle coming up a bit, he senses his brother's eagerness and hunger, a grin spreading over his face I'm thinking for that little comment that maybe I should feed you to my brother here. looks to Tor Would you like that bro? 4:25 Onyx: Smiles again and looks back over his shoulder at his taurian stomach I've still got to get that one fed, and it takes a lot more than this one does. Pats his forebelly meaningfully 4:26 FozzyFoxbourne: uhhh. huh wha.... what? you can't serously mean that., i mean, where friends, now righ- right wolf? notices the lip lineing raise up a bit on the wolf's face, exposeing a mean grin, those yellowed teeth jutting just below his upper jaw, the fox does shutter as he realize he just gave himself over 4:26 Torrle: grins and licks his own nose, looking from fox to wolf and wringing his evil paws together. Mmmmmm.. yes, I think that I would indeed! 4:27 Neiket: leans to the side and looks at the bears belly with him.. ah.. i see. um, i don't think i have any larger fish then that though.. turning around to stare at the water for a moment* unless you want to wait around for me to catch a bunch of them.. 4:27 Torrle: ((My RP skils won't be all that sharp tonight, though.. mind is willing, but the flesh is weak, but neither have to work tomrrow. ;) )) 4:27 FozzyFoxbourne: ((aww that's alright torrle, ive been waiting for this for a long time. do you're best. i won't mind* 4:30 the Wolf: smiles big to Fozzy as he speaks, his yellow eyes boring into the fox as he holds him tightly Oh sure we're friends, which is why I'll reform you after he's eaten. he jabs his thumb over towards Torrle so that Fozzy can see his eagerness for meat After all... I can't let my pack go hungry. Now come along... He begins to drag Fozzy closer to his waiting bro It's chow time, Torrle! 4:32 Onyx: Hmmm. Thinks for a moment before taking the orcamorph's shoulders between his hands I think it might be easier if I just had one big one. That way you wouldn't have to go catch any more right now. 4:35 Neiket: squeaps at the hands a big one? if you don't want me to catch something, then what are.. oh.. squeaks and looks up at the bear 4:35 FozzyFoxbourne: cries a loud long high pitched whine again nooo...! with dropping ear's and facial wishkers, the fox drags his nimble feet along the dirt, triping up the wolf the best he can, unfourntuenlty it done't help much, that big heavy paw still tugging on his shoulder as the fox resist the dirction guided by it, he can feel the wolf's nails digging under his fur, poking his flesh, not wanting to a seroious wond from it, he drags himself onward to torrle, like a defeated captoure, being takeing to the exeacutionary choping block, but he doesn't entirly give up, the fox ususes his left foot to hinder the wolfs walking paws, trying best to trip him up at the given chance he'd flee and escape 4:36 Torrle: licks his lips and grins widely, drooling anticipation of a nice, live meal coming his way. He doesn't seem to have caught exactly what Wolf had actually said, only staring at the fox and imagining how well he'd be bulging his belly out once completely in his belly I'm all teeth! 4:40 Torrle: chuckles as he watches the fox struggle in step as he's brought over, quite resiliently. What he says next probably won't make it any easier, either. Oh, don't worry, we'll make the trip quick and painless. although he conveniently leaves out how it'll be once the trip is over. 4:40 Onyx: Grins and licks his chops again You said that that last fish was probably the biggest one you'd find here. You aren't quite a fish, but I guess you'll do. He tightens his grip on Neiket's shoulders just a little and lifts upward, holding him. Opens his jaws widely and lowers it down over the orcamorph's head, easily engulfing it in his jaws 4:43 the Wolf: continues pulling the fox the few short feet, growling a bit each time Fozzy tries to trip him up, his claws digging a bit more with each step as several times his feet almost give way under him. Once just as he is almost to Torrle, the vulpine manages to make Wolf stumble a bit, almost losing his grip. But the possible escape is short lived as the Wolf grabs Fozzy's paws in his other arm, and hoists them up, his grip on the shoulder still firm. As he picks the fox up, he profers the footpaws towards Torrle's waiting muzzle, noticing the large amount of drool as he offers the meal of a fox Here bro, I think you'll want to start here. he grins to Fozzy, letting him know that he's just food now. 4:45 Neiket: squeaps as he's lifted up no, i'm not a fish.. I-isn't tt-there something i can get for you? i'll catch as many as you like! can't we work something.. squea'mmmphs! as he's pushed into the maw and wiggles around and pushes his hands against his chest as he smoothly slides onto the bear's tongue 4:48 Torrle: only grins wider, his eyes seeming to light up for a moment as his meal is brought right up to him. What service! He licks his lips once more and stretches his muzzle wide, deliberately, making sure Fozzy is watching before he leans his jaws forwards and takes in both of the fox's meaty paws halfway, slurping over the toes for a moment before suckling the rest of the paws into his mouth. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... 4:51 FozzyFoxbourne: being a helpless sack of flesh once the wolf takes controls of his arms, propelling him over the wolf's backside, as his arse is in a sling with the still mighty grip, much like he's carrying a sack of potatoes, being that his feet are faceing torrle face first, the fox lifts his tail, exposeing his,. err you get the idea, he moons that soon to be eating wolf with his rear lifted tail hole, hopeing to upset torrles appetite, the fox snickers and grins, thought it prolly won't change the wolfs mind 4:51 Onyx: Slurps over the orca's head for a moment and shoves it deeper into his mouth. He squeezes the shoulders just a bit and works his jaws around them, letting his hands slide down along the arms to pin them against the protesting meal's ribs. He growls something around Neiket, but it's incoherent around his mouthful. A strong swallow forces his prey's head down into the much tighter esophagus, starting Neiket's trip down the same path that the fish took moments ago 4:55 FozzyFoxbourne: that smirk quickly fades as he's heaved into Torrle's gapeing maw, his toes slip in first, feeling the slimy surface of the tounge, he can feel drool dripping from the roof of his maw, pooling on his legs as omre of him is slide onto torrles tounge, fozzy with his tail, whapps his preadators nose, as a last resort of defenseiv meassure to late to save him anyway. it too is mashed down and stuffed into his maw 4:55 Torrle: chuckles muffledly to himself and laps his tongue ticklingly over Fozzy's soles, making them twitch if they're ticklish. Whether they are or not, he snickers at the whole situation, not to be deterred now, but instead gnaws his teeth down around the twin ankles, not breaking skin, but letting his abilities known. Gulping strongly, he takes both paws into his throat, tugging the fox's lower legs into his warm muzzle 4:55 the Wolf: smiles as he sees the satisfaction on his brother's face at the meal he begins to feed, watching Tor's eyes as he devours the footpaws and holding Fozzy in a tight grip. He rolls his eyes and shakes his head at the vulpine's actions, and can't help a chuckle as he knows that the exposure of a rump is certainly NOT going to dampen Torrle's spirits. He delights in the subtle aroma of fear underneath all the fox's bravado and continues to feed him to his pack member slowly easing him down into Torrle's muzzle 4:56 Neiket: squirms around and struggles helplessly in the grip of the polar bear as he is pushed into the throat, hanging from Onyx's jaws as he's swallowed, his smooth skin already wet from having just come out of the water, and now slick with the bears saliva, squirming around and wondering what the growling is, grumbling back and squeaps as he's swallowed some more 4:59 the Wolf: scenting the aroma of vulpine flesh and the delicious fear that grows with Torrle's first swallow, Wolf decides to take his own taste of the particular delicacy. He shifts his hold on Fozzy, so that the fox's face is right in front of his jaws, with his footpaws still in Torrle's throat, and opens his muzzle wide, giving their feast a good view of the dripping, tooth-lined maw as well as the dark cavern of the throat beyond just before he clamps down on his muzzle and over his eyes, lapping at the fox's chin and savoring the first taste as Fozzy's visual world becomes a hot, wet darkness Mmmmm.... 5:01 Onyx: He licks over the squriming orca's chest and thinks to himself that he tastes much better than the pair of salmon his prey fed him earlier. He takes a small swallow, being careful of dorsal fin and trying not to injure it. After all, Neiket was nice enough to feed him, so he doesn't want to hurt him. After carefully pulling the fin into his mouth, he swallows again, grunting slightly at the effort required to get the shoulders squeezed into his throat. He moves his hands down around the orca's waist and pushes slightly at the slick, smooth body, easily sliding it another couple of inches into his maw 5:01 Torrle: ravenous now, as he sometimes is when he's gone this long without a good meal, he wastes no time with subtle pleasantries once he's begun to take his meal into his throat. Rapidly, repeatedly, his humid lupine throat ripples and squeezes around fox legs, pulling them deeper into his gullet until his eager wolven lips encircle around Fozzy's calves, and then knees, closing his eyes and his saliva mats down fur and rewards his tongue with the flavors of fox that he quite enjoys Mmmmmmmmmm... 5:02 FozzyFoxbourne: slowly murrs at the warm embrace of torrles tounge as it roles over lolling on his feet pads like a lollipop, but realises he the food, the meer bit of pleausrefull message a far cry in what kind of payment he has to give in return, his light laughing bellowing from his lunges turn to a frigentend cry, he feels now the tug of wolf throat on his ankles, as his feet push down into torrles slimy throat, he's now chest deep in torrls maw, he lays there, waiting for the next wave of swallowing to begin, cushioned by torrle's tounge, he just lounges out and waits, but looks back up to the Wolf directly infront of him 5:04 Torrle: ((Chest deep? Not that far yet... just your legs)) 5:07 Neiket: squeaps and squirms around in the slick throat, sighing in a bit of dismay that he never seems to be able to make friends the "proper" way, and wiggles around as he's swallowed some more, his hands pressing against the slick throat as he feels around, and squeaks again as the bear grabs his waist and begins to push him in, squirming and sliding smoothly over the soft tongue and into the throat, not unlike the fish before. 5:07 the Wolf: feeling all the struggles of the meal before them as well as Torrle's enjoyment of the meal, he nibbles lightly on Fozzy's to release more of his flavor and coax some more fear out of him as his muzzle slides completely over the vulpine head now, slurping and savoring the tastes of the meal as Fozzy's muzzle enters his throat, the vulpine now feeling the massage of the powerful lupine throat muscles from both ends. Wolf holds the arms of their feast in his strong grip as he and Torrle share the delectable morsel of vulpine flesh, the Wolf emitting growls of pleasure that vibrate over Fozzy's nose as he eats 5:11 Onyx: Works his meal's belly into his maw and takes another deep, rolling gulp at the orca to force his chest down into his throat. The muscles squeeze tightly around Neiket as the ripple over him and send him deeper into the hungry predator. The polar-bear-taur slurps over the orca's smooth skin, savoring it's uniquely different aquatic flavor and texture. He smiles a bit more broadly around Neiket, thinking to himself that his squriming feels much better inside his throat that the feeble twitching of a mere fish's. He moves his hands down around his prey's thighs and lifts him upward, tilting his head back. 5:12 FozzyFoxbourne: fozzy's flavorfull fur is melting away, on torrles tounge, he can taste all the scents locked in memory, torrle saliva washes over the fox, laping up all the wounderful taste, fozzy remains calm about all this tyring his best to relax, as he's faced with a new issue, the wolf appears to taken up intrest in dine, at the least part tasting torrl's meal too, fozzy visualas are tuned into the Wolfs maw, as the outstretched muzzle envolopes his head, giveing him double pleasure, all of his fears subside, as he relaxes into the gulps, the wolf sucking on his head, his big heavy lip lineing dangling over his ears, as he enters that hot steamy cavity, which also now, his shoulders remain well traped by those front fangs, both the upper and lower jaw pinching them down good 5:15 Torrle: groans softly as well, for the exact same reason. He's hungry, and Fozzy's delicious. The soft waves of his croon are easily felt by the fox, the pace of his swallows waning lightly with the increase of fox meat in his throat already. He has to straight himself out a bit to allow the easy passage of the fox's delicious legs to travel deeper into him, gradually sinking the last of the vulpine legs and tail beyond the stretched, hot, slavering jaws of his. 5:17 Neiket: squirms around more as he slides into the bear's warm throat, and squeaps! and giggles and wiggles around at the slurp as his tummy slides across the soft tongue, and his upper body sliding down the rippling throat with each progressing swallow down his smooth body 5:21 Torrle: hasn't opened his eyes again yet, as they're a bit tired and are enjoying the rest after a long day. He's enjoying himself quite a bit right now, having a yummy meal fed directly into him by a good friend, who, by what he can hear, is also enjoying this immensely as well. His throat bulges out quite a bit as he swallows around the fox some more, straining to push the hips down into his gullet. 5:21 the Wolf: continues to devour the fox in time with his pack brother as he feels Torrle getting closer with every moment as well as the change in the vulpine's attitude. He gnaws and nibbles at his own part of the vulpine meal, teeth scraping the flesh not strong enough to break skin, but a brush through the fur to release more flavor as he too, takes another gulp and pulls Fozzy's entire head into the tight, hot massage of his maw, beginning to work to fill his own gut. With Fozzy shoulders stretching his muzzle out now, Wolf's paws keep their grip on the fox's arms as his growls of delight reverberate around Fozzy's ears now, leaning down and coming closer to Torrle. Looking over their meal into Torrle's eyes, his own yellow eyes convey a certain mischief quite clearly, saying, "I'm going to be VERY full tonight, bro..." as each gulp inches the two slowly together along the vulpine's tender body 5:25 Onyx: He grunts quietly, raising an eyebrow at the muffled giggle he heard from somewhere around his chest. He shrugs slightly and secures both legs in one hand and uses the other one to hold the tail up out of the way. He takes a long, slow swallow at his prey, gravity and the orca's slick skin working together to all the bear to pull his meal down into his jaws to mid-thigh. The orcamorph's hips slide all the way down into the stretching throat and his snout moves downward and bumps into the fleshy ring at the entrance of the stomach and is pushed down through it, the two fish from earlier still flopping weakly 5:27 FozzyFoxbourne: the fox slowly breaths, not haveing done like anything like this before, he's not sure who's throat he's gonna go down. he's worried now about what's becomeing of the situation, being that he's almost divided in half down the center, his upper torsso lomming in the wolf's muzzle, and his legs sinking down torrle's throat, he can't imagen any wolf giving up fleshy meat once it's enthers there muzzle, it'd be pretty hard to wrangly it away. then he worries... ohh crap..! in a painic stricken cry, he frets whats about to happen, then it fully hits him, he's going to be eventually severd into two piecse, once the two muzzle's of both wolfs meet nose to nose 5:28 the Wolf: watches Torrle's progress along Fozzy's lower half as he in turn feast on the vulpine's head, shoulders and chest, slurping all about the fur of Fozzy's chest and savoring every flavor there, he prepares to take his whole dinner for the night with his next gulp. Stretching his muzzle wide, Fozzy can feel cool air where there was once hot, salivating jaws and Torrle can feel the Wolf's hot breath washing over his nose. In one huge pull, Wolf makes a large swallow, taking Fozzy's head into his gullet and moving his paws from the fox's arms swiftly to Torrle's. Holding his brother tightly, he works his muzzle over and around Torrle's nose and lower jaw, clamping with his teeth and moaning in pleasure as the two tastes of fox and pack brother mingle on his tongue, the sound vibrating through both Torrle and Fozzy as he begins to truly feed 5:29 Torrle: sensing something slightly amiss, his open back up again, returning from the blissful state of having such a live, delicious meal fed into him. What he sees catches him much off-guard, the pace of the situation allowing him to asses what's going on. After reading Wolf's eyes, it doesn't take him long at all to realize what his intentions are. Having already gobbled down the fox's hips into his hot throat, it's much too late for him to back out of this arrangement now, unless he were to somehow saw his teeth through his prey instead. Whether he intends to or not at this point is unknown, as the Wolf's nose isn't more than a couple inches away now.. 5:29 Torrle: ((or much less, now!)) 5:34 Neiket: struggling as he slide and slips down the throat along, and squeaps quietly as his head pokes into the belly, panting now in hot and humid air, wiggling his legs around slightly as their held, and this tail wiggling from side to side inside the polar bear's maw. feeling around at the sound of the fish, and reaches out and grabs ont, and ironicly takes a bit out of one as the bear swallows him some more.. 5:36 FozzyFoxbourne: the fox murrs in realife, getting a good blast of air as the wolf relived him of the hot grip of his maw, but finds it shortlived, he's only pulled in further, with torrle still atteacthed to his legs, fozzy can only guess now at this point, whose stomach he'll turn up in 5:38 Torrle: flinches a bit in shocked surprise as his arms are snatched for, instinctively pulling back on them, but such a move only helps to seal his fate and pull the Wolf further up along during the swallow! He watches with wide eyes as the black muzzle yawns open and begins to pull him slightly inside!! He smells the subtle musk of fox fur matted by drool much stronger in this muzzle than his own, his own fur now being added to the mix! He struggles and tries to wriggle back and away, but his throat's strong grip on Fozzy's hips and belly disallow him any distance, as Wolf's throat will similarly not yield to let him get any further away. Torrle's leased to Wolf from the inside, and the tether's getting shorter by the minute! Mmmmmmmmmph!! 5:38 the Wolf: stops for a moment as he realizes that he has them both now, keeping his grip on Torrle tight as his teeth and paws hold him. From the Wolf's gut, a loud rumble of hunger emits that both can easily hear, Fozzy having a much more deafening front row seat as his head sit's just a bit above the entrance to the lupine's stomach. Slipping further along his double prey now, his swallows helping some to puch Fozzy further into his brother's gullet, Wolf's muzzle slips up over Torrle's eyes now, his teeth nibbling gently, almost affectionately on his muzzle as Wolf begins to consume him. Inside, Fozzy is massaged all around either by Wolf's gullet and throat, or Torrle's, pulling him down towards both stomachs somehow. Wolf moans in anticipation of his huge feast as he works to swallow both down, still having nothing in his stomach to abate the hunger this has caused. Not yet at least... MmmmmmMMM!! 5:41 Onyx: Takes a long slurp at Neiket's legs and tail and swallows again. Only his tail fluke and feet remain outside of the mouth of the feeding bear. He takes his hands away from the struggling orcamorph and just holds him secure with his jaws, not biting down, just gripping around his legs and tail to keep him from sliding the rest of the way in yet. He rubs at his belly as Neiket is pushed down into it, his meal beginning to have to curl up inside the tight confines of the stomach and the fleshy walls churning slowly around the bear's prey. He can't really feel much through his stomach, but a strange movement from one of the fish tells him that Neiket just did something to it 5:45 FozzyFoxbourne: his fear leads him to beilve that, with all that's going on inside the wolf's lupine mouth, that torrle too, is about to meet up with the fox, as they both swallow in unision, fozzy is pushed deeper down torrl'es gapeing maw, his feet press firmly into torrle's gullet, while torrle to is swallowed up into the wolf's maw, two for the price of one the Wolf's getting, fozzy turns up his nose as acid smell bellows up from the throat his nose is pointed down as he can here it rumbling with anticipation 5:47 Neiket: oofs as he's pushed in quickly with the slurp, and wiggles around, then blinks, and wonders whats going on, as he's suddenly stopped, sliding and wiggling around as he hangs down the bear's throat, letting the fish go, and trying to figure out whats going on, as the bear feels his wet squirms and wiggling down his throat and around in his belly, his tail sliding from side to side against Onyx's tongue as he moves around within the large polar bear 5:47 Torrle: shudders deeply as visions of what's to come flood through his imagination, his quickening breath blasting about about Wolf's tongue as he starts to panic. His arms strongly resist and try to free themselves, wanting to brace himself against the hungry wolf that wants him for dinner, for without them there's not much he can do to stop him! Slowly, Fozzy's body completely vanishes from the outside view, now exclusively shared by either lupine, encased totally in their dark throats. Torrle whines softly as Wolf's lips slide over his eyes, knowing that before too long he'll be feeling that all over. He can't even say anything in protest to try and change Wolf's mind! 5:52 Onyx: Opens his mouth wide again before taking another gulp at Neiket. The powerful muscles of the polar-bear-taur's throat drag the fluke and feet into his mouth and he closes his mouth around them. He slurps over what little bit is left in his mouth of the orcamorph's body, savoring the smooth skin and mammalian taste that's so different from the scaly texture of the fish to which he's accustomed. He also takes a moment to enjoy the struggling from prey that's larger than he usually gets to devour. He smiles happily with a faint growl of pleasure before he allows himself to swallow again. His throat closes behind his prey's feet and tail fluke, their outline faintly visible through the predator's neck fur before they vanish into the torso of the bear. His forebelly bulges out considerably as the orcamorph is squeezed down into it 5:53 Torrle: gets back into a gulping rhythm, his body still commanding him to eat, despite the situation at hand. As he devours more of the fox, pulling the vulpine chest slowly into his muzzle, the fox's footpaws push through into the openness of his hot stomach. The consequence, of course, is that the swallows also pull Torrle deeper into the Wolf's waiting maw, soaking his head in saliva and pushing his ears back against his head 5:53 the Wolf: murrs around his double prey, enjoying the struggling from the fox in his gullet as Fozzy can feel the vice-like massage of the gullet that works to pull him and Torrle inexorably towards the Wolf's eagerly waiting stomach. Feeling Torrle's frantic squirming as well, Wolf delights as he slurps all about Torrle's lower muzzle and neck, thinking how wonderful the duel squirming will fill once it's filling his belly completely. Still gnawing gently at the struggling form to make sure Torrle can escape his jaws and get all the flavor possible, Wolf makes a powerful gulp that pulls Tor's entire head into his muzzle and throat and thrust's Fozzy's own head through the opening into his stomach, the strong smell of the acids already pooling there assailing the fox's nose. Moaning in pure, unadulterated bliss, Wolf gorges himself on the incredible feast of living meat, eating a bit faster now as he feels food enter his belly 5:56 Neiket: squeaps as he's suddenly let go, wiggling around again, his form slick and wet, sliding and squimling down the polar bears throat as only a very large, warm bodied "fish" now. filling out the bears belly as he enters it, and squirms around within it as he curls up with the other 'fish' 6:02 FozzyFoxbourne: deep within the gorging lupine so intriguingly named the Wolf, fozzy's totatly seald off from the outside wolrd, inprissoned by wolfen flesh, his body being pounded and pressed by torrles selfish gulps, which in turn bring him closer to his own demizse, the wolf is truly getting his just desert, and torrle is in return another victim of the unfair world of predator/prey relationsip 6:02 Torrle: mmmmmmmphs and squirms about, folding his legs up underneath him and starting to backpeddle awkwardly, his heels kicking up a bit of grass, but mostly slipping against it! He muffledly gasps as his head considerably bulges Wolf's throatfur out with the wrestling profiles of his head, feeling his deep mane and neckfur slowly soak and matt down under the hungry wolf's endless drool, making his fur surrender the more delicious of his pelt's flavors! He feels the fox struggle about a bit more, half wondering if he's going to have another reason to do so once he's that deep. Mmmmmmph! 6:03 Onyx: Groans quietly, rubbing his hands at the oversized bulge in his forebelly. He belches noisily, the escaping air helping to ease the pressure in his stomach somewhat, but it's still a bit uncomfortable having something that large in that stomach. He pushes at his stomach, making it squeeze tightly around the orca's body and force it out through the bottom of it. Neiket's smooth body, slick with bear saliva, is easily pushed even further downward. The bear seats himself on his haunches and leans his anthro half forward to create a straight path for his prey to slide down through 6:07 Torrle: shivers and desperately tries to free his arms, not like they'd do much good now, as his world is now the dark visage from just inside Wolf's hungry throat, little rogue streaks of light filtering in from around his head. He gulps a little more at Fozzy, already having tucked the foxpaws into his mouth and worked up along his arms, 6:11 the Wolf: groans loudly through stretched jaws and around his doubled up prey, still gnawing and scraping his teeth through Torrle's fur as the groans vibrate over both him and Fozzy. Feeling the futile, but violent struggles of Torrle as Fozzy begins to settle a bit, both being dragged further into the tight confines of his body, the wolf slips further into his bliss. His eyes close in his pleasure as he takes another swallow, forcing Fozzy further both into his own stomach and down Torrle's gullet as he becomes food for both hungry predators. As Torrle's struggling, he actually helps Wolf devour him by sliding his paws on the slick grass and gulping more on Fozzy, his own movements working in time with those of Wolf's gullet to bring him even closer to the stomach. Soon, Fozzy's head and shoulders are completely inside the fleshy chamber, the acids barely touching his headfur, with Torrles head trapped around his body and just outside the flesh ring of muscle that leads inside. Wolf gulps slowly, savoring his meal and working his teeth lightly at Tor's abs, his tongue savoring every taste it can from the other wolf 6:14 FozzyFoxbourne: the foxes is nearly neck deep in torrl'es muzzle, while the wolf continues his assualt on brining him too, the rest of fozzy's head jutting halfway down the mighty throat of the WOlf, with torrle following behind in succsession, the wolf has finished his work on bringing fozzy down, and for torrle to finish up, and for the wolf to finish off torrle, fozzy sighis, take one last breath of air as the esophoughs seals off once the bulk of torrle enters it, the fox shuts slides deep into his caputors mouth, being pressed hard on the ridges of torrl's upper jaw pallet, the warm fleshy tounge he lays chest down on sending shivers to his foxbits, as they are warmed by torrles body heat, all succled from view, no one will know, fozzy presses his member down on it, thrusting his length on the warm muscle 6:16 Onyx: Neiket progresses deeper into the polar bear, being forced out of the first stomach to be squeezed down to a second, and slightly more spacious one. It's still tight enought that the orca has to curl up inside it, though. The stuffed predator groans again and flops over onto his side, trying to rub at his underbelly with his forepaws Now that was some seafood worth eating. Licks his chops 6:22 Torrle: shudders hard again, only feeling himself slide deeper into the hot, slippery throat, despite all of his wriggling about! His paws try to dig into the earth, tugging a little stronger back as he continues to vanish into the insatiable muzzle! He gulps strongly again and again, at this point his nearly devouring the fox back out of Wolf's belly, the shoulders actually slipping back out of the stomach, but not into any place that's any better. Torrle can't help but to croon from time to time, losing himself in the wonderful flavours of the fox and how it sates his uncontrollably hunger, a hunger that'd compelled him so much that it will soon cost him his life. Fozzy's legs are forced to bend as they further enter Torrle's stomach, making neat bulges under his bellyfur, still outside of Wolf's muzzle! He can smell Wolf's belly coming up quick, and he strongly gulps again, only making it more pleasurable for the fox's stiffening equipment. 6:26 the Wolf: brings one paw down to his belly, rubbing gently as he feels it expanding slowly with the fox inside, soon to be joined by his fellow wolf as he eats, the stomach already churning and gurgling around the vulpine's head, squeezing it's fleshy walls into it, even as Torrle begins to work his way around Fozzy and further towards Wolf's belly. Helping the whole process along, Wolf swallows again, pressing the two even fruther into him, unable to feel Fozzy's movements inside Torrle as the fox's head head is dipped into the tingling acid along with the tip of Torrle's muzzle. Wolf's belly grows considerably outward with this swallowing as he delights in stretching his jaws around Torrle's own plumping belly and working it into his muzzle, making quite a few bulges all throughout his body. With an mighty effort, he begins to straighten up, slowly pulling Torrles legs up so that the kick against nothing but air as Wolf works towards a position of using gravity to help him gorge on his meal. He gulps more and more as he finally straightens out until only Tor's legs are left kicking outside of his muzzle and the crowd get a good view of the huge bluges running down his body towards his gut 6:27 Onyx: Drags himself back up to his paws, groaning and stretching I hope there's more like that around here. If so, it'll be worth all the heat and humidity. Chuckles quietly to himself and pads out of the clearing with his underbelly swaying ponderously beneath him 6:34 FozzyFoxbourne: the fox won't last very much longer, but he conservies what bit of air he's gatherd in his lounges, he can only breath when torrles does, and forced to take on the putrid smelling acids from the lupines interror, but that time too is cut short, apon the foxes next breath, he takes on the wolf's bubbling acid, the pelt his lunges with much burning pain, as he's no longer able to breath, but still able to get much enjoyment on the ride he's takeing down torrles throat resting his way down on soft lupine tounge, the distcance the fox travels, as the jaws of torrle shut around his head, which abeit gives him momentary relife from the world inside of the wolf's stomach, but will meet torrle soon enough, the foxes equipment get a plesaurbale trip as the ride the quilt of the lupines tounge down his throat, fozzy press with what strengeth he can into the warm embrace 6:37 Torrle: shudders and groans as his head's slowly shoved down into Wolf's belly, snorting lightly as he gets a bit of the nasty liquids on his nose! He thrashes back and forth some, gulping strongly a few times and gulping Fozzy's head right into his muzzle, rescuing it and pulling it free from the acids, slowly slurping it over it his maw and, despite how bad the juices taste, licks the fox's face clean. He doesn't seem to notice just what it is that the fox is doing to him on the inside, his throat providing all the sensations a hot fox would need to pleasure himself in there. He struggles on his own accord, of course, the liquids not agreeing with him at all. A fox still in his throat, he can't very well speak and try to reason with the Wolf, if he'd be able to hear him anyways. 6:43 the Wolf: listens to the pleasant gurgling in his belly with some measure of delight, honestly glad that the fox has been snatched out of the acid in time to enjoy his ride down Torrles gullet, though Wolf knows what awaits both of them in the end, no matter how long the delay or enjoyable the trip. Feeling a little meat drunk already, with his belly bulging out a fair amount already and still steadily growing. He begins to quicken his pace as he now stands with Torrle inside his gullet, working down the legs at a swift pace and pressing more and more of Torrle into his waiting stomach, his belly growing bigger and bigger with the mass of the other wolf. As Wolf greedily gulps down his pack member, the constricting gullet also tightens around the portions of Fozzy that are inside Torrle. As Wolf swallows down more and more of his prey, Torrle's legs are now massaged in the throat and gullet, his still growing belly almost to the entrance to the stomach as his upper body works it's way inside. With a long slow slurp, Wolf pulls the footpaws into his muzzle and coats them with his tongue, preparing for the final gulp that will finish off his feast.* 6:43 Torrle: feels the wolven lips continue their way down his moribund, yet well-furred back and belly, full with food, knowing how deeply he's gone just to make sure that he'd gotten a fox for dinner - too far! His legs kick about, but he grunts and struggles awkwardly as they're no longer scrapping against the slippery grass, finding nothing now at all as he's tilted back. His body traitorously urges itself forwards with gravity, now. Mmmmmmmmmmpphhh!! 6:54 FozzyFoxbourne: wiggles deep with'en the wolf'ens throat, the fox wreathing with pleasuer with the cylindrical trip down torrle's esoupogus, he takes every moment to savor the lust of how good this feels, but he two realizes what fate awaits both him and torrle, soon fozzy will be digesting inside of him and torrle will be doing the same in the wolf, to him this idea drives him wild, as they will both share in the same ultimate fate, as the wolf will digestive track lay awaits it's ultimate conclusion in the end 6:55 Torrle: feels himself falling deeper into the Wolf's body with the easier swallows around his legs, promptly dunking him down into the tingling juices!! It soaks into his fur and starts to irritate his pelt, getting into a his nose a bit as well. The struggles and thrashes the Wolf's belly gets from this are the strongest yet, making his belly jump and bounce about rapidly! As the speed of his descent increases, Wolf's belly swells up with the bulk of his double prey, his body curling up into a bit of a fetal ball as it's compacted deeper, almost having to wait for the belly to stretch enough before more of it can be gulped and devoured. He gasps and lets out a strained breath, not knowing if it's his last as he searches and nuzzles about for an air pocket, keeping his eyes shut. His large, broad footpaws splay and wriggling about, even as they are brought into Wolf's maw and slurped upon, the last of the delcious wolf to enter his packbrother's muzzle, sealing him completely inside! 6:57 Torrle: hastily swallows Fozzy's head down into his throat, the strong, panicked ripples extra strong this time and pushing the ecstatic fox all the way down into his waiting belly. While his own stomach isn't quite as active, Fozzy's paws and lower legs already feel a little bit numb. 7:01 FozzyFoxbourne: the fox who is nothing more than meat on the table, realitivly speaking, disspencess with a sloshy plop as his mass phush through the opeing feet first, he finds torrles stomach to be more pleasent then that wolf's, less active, but nonethe less, the acids just as strong, still being alive and well for the time being the fox searches about his dark surrondings, and ultimetly curls up into a featal possition arond the hot fleshy interror, makeing a nice buldge amongst the wolf's incredibaly saging gut 7:02 the Wolf: moans and rubs his hugely distended belly as he feels all the struggling within, thrust into absolute delight as his gut bounces and rolls with such active prey, the strong stomach acids working into Torrle's fur and tingling all over his skin, causing jostling motions that toss Fozzy around as well in the varying frenzies of the three. As he enjoys all the motions of his prey and his already full belly, Wolf coats and lathers the footpaws completely, working between the toes, munching and working them over like some kind of dessert before finally making and audible GULP! and sending Torrle completely down to his gut. As his belly swells out almost bigger then him, Wolf stumbles to a sitting position, jostling the pack brother that fills his huge tum, he rubs the large belly all over contentedly and licks his chops Mmm, delicious! 7:06 the Wolf: lets out a fairly massive belch, his breath smelling of both wolf and fox as he rubs his massively swollen gut, listening as it already gurgles and churns around Torrle and his own full belly, working the acids further into his skin as he truly feeds Wolf Ah, very tasty and so filling too! 7:12 Torrle: would probably be groans wildly in pleasure if he were feeling the attention given to his footpaws at any other time, but while they still writhe and struggle, his body struggles and bucks, trying to escape from the marauding juices soaking through his thick pelt! So distracted, he barely even realizes that the rest of him has been gobbled down the hungry wolf's throat until the loud gulp registers in his head. Wrestling about seems to do no good at this point, and in a desperate manouver, he feels about and finds the way he'd came in, and tries to actively push his way back up into Wolf's throat, even though there's no way he'd make it all the way. Fur starts to fall out all around him as the acids melt it away, making his skin quite red and blotchy. 7:15 the Wolf: smiles to the watchers as he siddles his bulk against a tree, shaking up Torrle and Fozzy in the process, and leans his back against it, feeling utterly meat drunk as the huge feast rests in his belly. He moans a bit as he feels the pleasurable sensations of Torrle's squirming, his futile escape attempts only adding to the joy Wolf feels at having eaten him Mmm, thanks, nice to hear. Now though, I think it's time to sleep this off. he says, patting his struggling, gurgling belly for emphasis and yawning a bit 7:19 Torrle: shudders and gasps as the acids eventually get the better of him. Although he manages to squirm a little bit of the way back into your throat, it doesn't take more than one simple little gulp to push him right back down where he belongs. His strength fades quickly now, the fine profiles of him beneath the Wolf's bellyfur becoming less and less distinct. 7:21 FozzyFoxbourne: the fox murrs.. surroneded in the absoulte safty of wolfen gut, complety seald off from the outside wolrd, as so is the one who ate him alive, fozzy surrenders the acidic bath he's emirsed in, collapes onto his chest, his muzzle falls to the bottom of torrle's stomach, submerged under the liquid acid wash. the fluid bombards his flesh with it's sting, it's mission to liquify his being and make premeable, though torrle digestive track won't be doing any absortion while he's breaking down along side him in wolf's stomach, the two digest in unision, fullfiling the great circle of life, fozzy's carcus, still warm, and kept warm as it breaks down in torrles stomach, how much longer this can keep up untill torrle's life signs to give way remains uncertain, but both the wolf and fox will be merged to gether in absorption into the current preddicessor of the two 7:23 the Wolf: sighs and closes his eyes as he sends Torrle back to his new home inside his stomach until he feels the other wolf slowly dissolving inside him, making a mental spell that should catch both Torrle and Fozzy's souls for reformation at the proper time, then begins to slowly drift off into a peaceful sleep, his belly still gurgling with the thick soup of his double prey 7:25 Torrle: gasps, stressed as the fluids do their worst to him, his own belly lagging behind in it's task, but eventually lags behind and fails. Soon after that, both his own mass and Fozzy's become intermingled from the fierce penetrating waves of acids, turning them both into a thick, canine/lupine soup within the dark, gurlging tummy 7:29 FozzyFoxbourne: the half digested fox in torrles belly subsides in its digestion, torrle's life signs exstingished now, fozzy's long since expired, the WOlf continues on with the battery of acids, as the stomach gurrgles away with it's contents of vulpine/lupine mix

Busy Night at the Swamp

3:14 Onyx:
*Lumbers into the clearing*
3:16 Torrle:
*woofs softly*
3:16 Neiket:
*looks over and waves hello to the large bear*
3:16 FozzyFoxbourne:
*waveis to the Wolf* Torrle! long time na see d00d!
3:16 Onyx:
*Waves back to the orcamorph* Hi.
3:17 Torrle:
*smiles at Fozzy* Good to see you too!
3:18 Torrle:
*looks over to Onyx as well* Ooooooh, hello!
3:18 Onyx:
*waves back to Torrle* Hello.
3:19 Neiket:
*smiles and nods* nice to see another cold/arctic lover around here..
3:20 FozzyFoxbourne:
*drops what hes doing to run over and give torrle a hug, though he's veritcaly alot shorty, the fox ends up huging the wolf's stomach, not
being able to fully put his arms over the torrle's shoulders*
3:21 Onyx:
*Chuckles with a nod* Yes, it is. It's a bit warmer here than I'm used to.
3:22 Neiket:
yeah.. nice that there's water nearby.. speaking of which.. *holding up his hand* care for a salmon?
3:23 Onyx:
*Smiles broadly and nods, approaching Neiket* Yes I would, thank you.
3:24 Torrle:
*chuckles and gives the fox a playful snug, ruffling Fozzy fur softly.*
3:26 Neiket:
*holds onto the struggling thing as the bear approaches* not very large since they're kinda young.. *holding it out for him*
3:29 Onyx:
*Takes the squriming fish and gives it a quick inspection* It is a bit small, isn't it? *Holds the thing by the tail up over his head, tilting his head
back and dropping it into his open mouth. A quick gulp sends the thrashing salmon down his throat, the fish too small to even bulge out the
bear's throat*
3:31 Neiket:
ah well.. yes. but a snack is better then nothing... *leaning back against the tree and watching the bear* so.. what brings you here..?
3:35 Onyx:
*Nods and pats his gut idly upon feeling the fish's arrival there* I was in the area and heard voices, so I figured I'd stop in and see what was
going on.
3:39 Neiket:
ah, not a whole lot at the moment it seems *looks around* the swamp here is just a mixed place of gathering, all sorts come here looking for
a snack or lunch of some sort.. can i get you another fish perhaps? heh.
3:41 Onyx:
*Licks his lips* Yes, please, thanks. *Chuckles* So this is sorta like a cafeteria, eh?
3:43 Neiket:
*giggles a bit* yeah.. kinda.. cept lunch tends to not stay in one place.. *gets up and nods to the bear as he pads back to the water and dives
in again*
3:45 Onyx:
*Grins and follows Neiket toward the water* Ah, so it's not so much all-you-can-eat as it is eat-what-you-can-catch, is that it? *Waits for
the orcamorph to resurface*
3:49 Neiket:
*small bubbles make their way to the shore as he surfaces and looks up at the bear* yeah.. something like that... got cha a bigger one this
time.. *hugging a good sized, squirming salmon in his arms* this ... *acks as it thrashes round some more, holding onto it* suit your appitie
better..?
3:51 the Wolf:
*strolls in from the forest for a bit* Hey all.
3:53 Torrle:
*smiles and waves, then bounds over* Heya Wolf!
3:53 Lope' :
HI Wolf.
3:56 the Wolf:
*smiles to Torrle and Lope', giving Torrle a scritch behind the ears as he bounds over* Nice to see you too.
3:56 Onyx:
*Grins widely and licks his chops in anticipation* Yes, that looks much more like it. *Quickly grabs the fish before it can get away from
Neiket. It slips away from him, and he juggles at it for a moment before finally grabbing the thing with his jaws. He pulls it into his mouth
with a noisy slurp. He tosses his head back and takes a hard swallow at it, and this one is big enough that a few twitches can be seen
through his fur as it slips down his throat to join the other one in his belly. He licks his lips again* Thank you.
3:57 FozzyFoxbourne:
ARguhgf.... too many woofies.. *feeling scared and out predified, as the only fox in here, as wolves have the upper hand in the food chain*
3:58 Torrle:
*pants and croons, closing his eyes and leaning his head closer* Mmmmmmmm.... How've you been?
3:58 Neiket:
*smiles and watches the bear enjoy the fish, and watches it go down, nodding* you're welcome, lemme know if you need anything else,
always happy to help a friend.. *bows politely and looks at the entering wolf and waves hello*
4:00 the Wolf:
*smiles and continues scratching Tor as he stands with his pack brother at his side, moving to scratch under the chin as he waves with the
other paw to Neiket* Oh I've been up and down, been a really rough month so far. But it's good to be home. How about you?
4:03 Torrle:
*pants and rubs a paw warmly overr Wolf's shoulders, enjoy the attention and lapping at the paw beneath his chin* Doin' okay. The past few
weeks have been crazy, and it's not looking to stop until next month.
4:05 the Wolf:
*smiles and continues to scritch, letting Tor slurp his paw as he works back over the muzzle and behind the ears again* Seem that way for
all my pack lately, things going a little crazy, my life won't be back on kilter until September either.
4:07 FozzyFoxbourne:
*watching the wolfing comrodary, fozzy darts over to the fur pile, with a long jump he bounds for the wolves, he lands on dyne, but is
defelcted head long into torrle's stomachfur, he doesn't stop there, after a few dizzy spins, the fox collapses at the feet of The Wolf*
4:08 the Wolf:
*sniffs the air a bit, sensing the frightened fox before Fozzy suddenly lands at his feet and in front of his brother. Wolf looks down and
chuckles lightly at the vulpine as it collapses in front of him* Well... that was unexpected...
4:10 Torrle:
*oooooofs and tumbles back a bit, startled. Eyes a bit unfocused as he looks about for what fluttered into him.* Hey... a fox!
4:11 the Wolf:
*looks back down at the fox at his feet, scenting the strong odor of a definite apprehension on the dazed fellow* Yes, it is a fox, seems like a
pretty easy catch too.
4:12 FozzyFoxbourne:
*as the stars spinning around over his eyes dissapted as he rest bettwen those two massive front paws of the wolf, he gets an upside down
look of the lower half of, The Wolf's jaw.., he flinches at the thought of what it can do, haveing met fate with that muzzle in the past, the fox
gathers enough sense to get up and off his back and onto his feet
4:12 Torrle:
*nods and rubs his chin for a moment, slowly churning up an idea.*
4:15 the Wolf:
*watches as the vulpine slowly staggers to his feet, quickly clamping a paw over Fozzy's shoulder with a big smile on his muzzle* Why hello
there? And what are you up to? *he says, holding the fox tightly*
4:18 Torrle:
*was just about to flop himself down upon the fox, but stops himself at the last minute at the Wolf beats him to the first move, so now he
watches for a better opening*
4:18 FozzyFoxbourne:
*is almost knocked off his two little furry black feet again, his toe nails draging in the dirt under the strain of the wolf's massive heavily paw
on his shoulder, fozzy grunts under its weight trying to keep a straight unfrientghted calm face* umm.. just messing around i guess, *turns his
head sideways to look at the paw again, he picks at one of the toe pads with his opposite hand*
4:19 Lope' :
* Looking at Fozzy and Wolf and Torrle * I got a news flash for you Fozzy . . you are in in deep shit !
4:21 FozzyFoxbourne:
*shrughs off lope with a waveing dississive paw, one finger clearly in the middle goes up too* ohh i can take care of myself,.. *turns his head
back round again to the side, at the paw still on his shoulder* my.. what big hands you got there, grandma.... heh. *makeing it sound as
mockingly possible as he can*
4:23 FozzyFoxbourne:
hah!! only two wolfies.. told you soo Lope' they'd buckle under and fold under my wrath! *grins and makes a loud mock battle cry with his
howling whine*
4:23 the Wolf:
*turns his attention back to Fozzy, tightening his grip and digging claws in just enough so he knows they're there as he holds the vulpine. The
lip of his muzzle coming up a bit, he senses his brother's eagerness and hunger, a grin spreading over his face* I'm thinking for that little
comment that maybe I should feed you to my brother here. *looks to Tor* Would you like that bro?
4:25 Onyx:
*Smiles again and looks back over his shoulder at his taurian stomach* I've still got to get that one fed, and it takes a lot more than this one
does. *Pats his forebelly meaningfully*
4:26 FozzyFoxbourne:
uhhh. huh wha.... what? you can't serously mean that., i mean, where friends, now righ- right wolf? *notices the lip lineing raise up a bit on
the wolf's face, exposeing a mean grin, those yellowed teeth jutting just below his upper jaw, the fox does shutter as he realize he just gave
himself over*
4:26 Torrle:
*grins and licks his own nose, looking from fox to wolf and wringing his evil paws together.* Mmmmmm.. yes, I think that I would indeed!
4:27 Neiket:
*leans to the side and looks at the bears belly with him.. ah.. i see. um, i don't think i have any larger fish then that though.. *turning around
to stare at the water for a moment* unless you want to wait around for me to catch a bunch of them..
4:27 Torrle:
((My RP skils won't be all that sharp tonight, though.. mind is willing, but the flesh is weak, but neither have to work tomrrow. ;) ))
4:27 FozzyFoxbourne:
((aww that's alright torrle, ive been waiting for this for a long time. do you're best. i won't mind*
4:30 the Wolf:
*smiles big to Fozzy as he speaks, his yellow eyes boring into the fox as he holds him tightly* Oh sure we're friends, which is why I'll reform
you after he's eaten. *he jabs his thumb over towards Torrle so that Fozzy can see his eagerness for meat* After all... I can't let my pack go
hungry. Now come along... *He begins to drag Fozzy closer to his waiting bro* It's chow time, Torrle!
4:32 Onyx:
Hmmm. *Thinks for a moment before taking the orcamorph's shoulders between his hands* I think it might be easier if I just had one big
one. That way you wouldn't have to go catch any more right now.
4:35 Neiket:
*squeaps at the hands* a big one? if you don't want me to catch something, then what are.. oh.. *squeaks and looks up at the bear*
4:35 FozzyFoxbourne:
*cries a loud long high pitched whine again* nooo...! *with dropping ear's and facial wishkers, the fox drags his nimble feet along the dirt,
triping up the wolf the best he can, unfourntuenlty it done't help much, that big heavy paw still tugging on his shoulder as the fox resist the
dirction guided by it, he can feel the wolf's nails digging under his fur, poking his flesh, not wanting to a seroious wond from it, he drags
himself onward to torrle, like a defeated captoure, being takeing to the exeacutionary choping block, but he doesn't entirly give up, the fox
ususes his left foot to hinder the wolfs walking paws, trying best to trip him up at the given chance he'd flee and escape*
4:36 Torrle:
*licks his lips and grins widely, drooling anticipation of a nice, live meal coming his way. He doesn't seem to have caught exactly what Wolf
had actually said, only staring at the fox and imagining how well he'd be bulging his belly out once completely in his belly* I'm all teeth!
4:40 Torrle:
*chuckles as he watches the fox struggle in step as he's brought over, quite resiliently. What he says next probably won't make it any easier,
either.* Oh, don't worry, we'll make the trip quick and painless. *although he conveniently leaves out how it'll be once the trip is over.*
4:40 Onyx:
*Grins and licks his chops again* You said that that last fish was probably the biggest one you'd find here. You aren't quite a fish, but I guess
you'll do. *He tightens his grip on Neiket's shoulders just a little and lifts upward, holding him. Opens his jaws widely and lowers it down over
the orcamorph's head, easily engulfing it in his jaws*
4:43 the Wolf:
*continues pulling the fox the few short feet, growling a bit each time Fozzy tries to trip him up, his claws digging a bit more with each step
as several times his feet almost give way under him. Once just as he is almost to Torrle, the vulpine manages to make Wolf stumble a bit,
almost losing his grip. But the possible escape is short lived as the Wolf grabs Fozzy's paws in his other arm, and hoists them up, his grip on
the shoulder still firm. As he picks the fox up, he profers the footpaws towards Torrle's waiting muzzle, noticing the large amount of drool as
he offers the meal of a fox* Here bro, I think you'll want to start here. *he grins to Fozzy, letting him know that he's just food now.*
4:45 Neiket:
*squeaps as he's lifted up* no, i'm not a fish.. I-isn't tt-there something i can get for you? i'll catch as many as you like! can't we work
something.. *squea'mmmphs! as he's pushed into the maw and wiggles around and pushes his hands against his chest as he smoothly slides
onto the bear's tongue*
4:48 Torrle:
*only grins wider, his eyes seeming to light up for a moment as his meal is brought right up to him. What service! He licks his lips once more
and stretches his muzzle wide, deliberately, making sure Fozzy is watching before he leans his jaws forwards and takes in both of the fox's
meaty paws halfway, slurping over the toes for a moment before suckling the rest of the paws into his mouth.*
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...
4:51 FozzyFoxbourne:
*being a helpless sack of flesh once the wolf takes controls of his arms, propelling him over the wolf's backside, as his arse is in a sling with
the still mighty grip, much like he's carrying a sack of potatoes, being that his feet are faceing torrle face first, the fox lifts his tail, exposeing
his,. err you get the idea, he moons that soon to be eating wolf with his rear lifted tail hole, hopeing to upset torrles appetite, the fox snickers
and grins, thought it prolly won't change the wolfs mind*
4:51 Onyx:
*Slurps over the orca's head for a moment and shoves it deeper into his mouth. He squeezes the shoulders just a bit and works his jaws
around them, letting his hands slide down along the arms to pin them against the protesting meal's ribs. He growls something around Neiket,
but it's incoherent around his mouthful. A strong swallow forces his prey's head down into the much tighter esophagus, starting Neiket's trip
down the same path that the fish took moments ago*
4:55 FozzyFoxbourne:
*that smirk quickly fades as he's heaved into Torrle's gapeing maw, his toes slip in first, feeling the slimy surface of the tounge, he can feel
drool dripping from the roof of his maw, pooling on his legs as omre of him is slide onto torrles tounge, fozzy with his tail, whapps his
preadators nose, as a last resort of defenseiv meassure to late to save him anyway. it too is mashed down and stuffed into his maw*
4:55 Torrle:
*chuckles muffledly to himself and laps his tongue ticklingly over Fozzy's soles, making them twitch if they're ticklish. Whether they are or
not, he snickers at the whole situation, not to be deterred now, but instead gnaws his teeth down around the twin ankles, not breaking skin,
but letting his abilities known. Gulping strongly, he takes both paws into his throat, tugging the fox's lower legs into his warm muzzle*
4:55 the Wolf:
*smiles as he sees the satisfaction on his brother's face at the meal he begins to feed, watching Tor's eyes as he devours the footpaws and
holding Fozzy in a tight grip. He rolls his eyes and shakes his head at the vulpine's actions, and can't help a chuckle as he knows that the
exposure of a rump is certainly NOT going to dampen Torrle's spirits. He delights in the subtle aroma of fear underneath all the fox's
bravado and continues to feed him to his pack member slowly easing him down into Torrle's muzzle*
4:56 Neiket:
*squirms around and struggles helplessly in the grip of the polar bear as he is pushed into the throat, hanging from Onyx's jaws as he's
swallowed, his smooth skin already wet from having just come out of the water, and now slick with the bears saliva, squirming around and
wondering what the growling is, grumbling back and squeaps as he's swallowed some more*
4:59 the Wolf:
*scenting the aroma of vulpine flesh and the delicious fear that grows with Torrle's first swallow, Wolf decides to take his own taste of the
particular delicacy. He shifts his hold on Fozzy, so that the fox's face is right in front of his jaws, with his footpaws still in Torrle's throat, and
opens his muzzle wide, giving their feast a good view of the dripping, tooth-lined maw as well as the dark cavern of the throat beyond just
before he clamps down on his muzzle and over his eyes, lapping at the fox's chin and savoring the first taste as Fozzy's visual world becomes
a hot, wet darkness* Mmmmm....
5:01 Onyx:
*He licks over the squriming orca's chest and thinks to himself that he tastes much better than the pair of salmon his prey fed him earlier. He
takes a small swallow, being careful of dorsal fin and trying not to injure it. After all, Neiket was nice enough to feed him, so he doesn't want
to hurt him. After carefully pulling the fin into his mouth, he swallows again, grunting slightly at the effort required to get the shoulders
squeezed into his throat. He moves his hands down around the orca's waist and pushes slightly at the slick, smooth body, easily sliding it
another couple of inches into his maw*
5:01 Torrle:
*ravenous now, as he sometimes is when he's gone this long without a good meal, he wastes no time with subtle pleasantries once he's
begun to take his meal into his throat. Rapidly, repeatedly, his humid lupine throat ripples and squeezes around fox legs, pulling them deeper
into his gullet until his eager wolven lips encircle around Fozzy's calves, and then knees, closing his eyes and his saliva mats down fur and
rewards his tongue with the flavors of fox that he quite enjoys* Mmmmmmmmmm...
5:02 FozzyFoxbourne:
*slowly murrs at the warm embrace of torrles tounge as it roles over lolling on his feet pads like a lollipop, but realises he the food, the meer
bit of pleausrefull message a far cry in what kind of payment he has to give in return, his light laughing bellowing from his lunges turn to a
frigentend cry, he feels now the tug of wolf throat on his ankles, as his feet push down into torrles slimy throat, he's now chest deep in torrls
maw, he lays there, waiting for the next wave of swallowing to begin, cushioned by torrle's tounge, he just lounges out and waits, but looks
back up to the Wolf directly infront of him*
5:04 Torrle:
((Chest deep? Not that far yet... just your legs))
5:07 Neiket:
*squeaps and squirms around in the slick throat, sighing in a bit of dismay that he never seems to be able to make friends the "proper" way,
and wiggles around as he's swallowed some more, his hands pressing against the slick throat as he feels around, and squeaks again as the
bear grabs his waist and begins to push him in, squirming and sliding smoothly over the soft tongue and into the throat, not unlike the fish
before.*
5:07 the Wolf:
*feeling all the struggles of the meal before them as well as Torrle's enjoyment of the meal, he nibbles lightly on Fozzy's to release more of
his flavor and coax some more fear out of him as his muzzle slides completely over the vulpine head now, slurping and savoring the tastes of
the meal as Fozzy's muzzle enters his throat, the vulpine now feeling the massage of the powerful lupine throat muscles from both ends. Wolf
holds the arms of their feast in his strong grip as he and Torrle share the delectable morsel of vulpine flesh, the Wolf emitting growls of
pleasure that vibrate over Fozzy's nose as he eats*
5:11 Onyx:
*Works his meal's belly into his maw and takes another deep, rolling gulp at the orca to force his chest down into his throat. The muscles
squeeze tightly around Neiket as the ripple over him and send him deeper into the hungry predator. The polar-bear-taur slurps over the orca's
smooth skin, savoring it's uniquely different aquatic flavor and texture. He smiles a bit more broadly around Neiket, thinking to himself that
his squriming feels much better inside his throat that the feeble twitching of a mere fish's. He moves his hands down around his prey's thighs
and lifts him upward, tilting his head back.*
5:12 FozzyFoxbourne:
*fozzy's flavorfull fur is melting away, on torrles tounge, he can taste all the scents locked in memory, torrle saliva washes over the fox,
laping up all the wounderful taste, fozzy remains calm about all this tyring his best to relax, as he's faced with a new issue, the wolf appears
to taken up intrest in dine, at the least part tasting torrl's meal too, fozzy visualas are tuned into the Wolfs maw, as the outstretched muzzle
envolopes his head, giveing him double pleasure, all of his fears subside, as he relaxes into the gulps, the wolf sucking on his head, his big
heavy lip lineing dangling over his ears, as he enters that hot steamy cavity, which also now, his shoulders remain well traped by those front
fangs, both the upper and lower jaw pinching them down good*
5:15 Torrle:
*groans softly as well, for the exact same reason. He's hungry, and Fozzy's delicious. The soft waves of his croon are easily felt by the fox,
the pace of his swallows waning lightly with the increase of fox meat in his throat already. He has to straight himself out a bit to allow the
easy passage of the fox's delicious legs to travel deeper into him, gradually sinking the last of the vulpine legs and tail beyond the stretched,
hot, slavering jaws of his.*
5:17 Neiket:
*squirms around more as he slides into the bear's warm throat, and squeaps! and giggles and wiggles around at the slurp as his tummy slides
across the soft tongue, and his upper body sliding down the rippling throat with each progressing swallow down his smooth body*
5:21 Torrle:
*hasn't opened his eyes again yet, as they're a bit tired and are enjoying the rest after a long day. He's enjoying himself quite a bit right now,
having a yummy meal fed directly into him by a good friend, who, by what he can hear, is also enjoying this immensely as well. His throat
bulges out quite a bit as he swallows around the fox some more, straining to push the hips down into his gullet.*
5:21 the Wolf:
*continues to devour the fox in time with his pack brother as he feels Torrle getting closer with every moment as well as the change in the
vulpine's attitude. He gnaws and nibbles at his own part of the vulpine meal, teeth scraping the flesh not strong enough to break skin, but a
brush through the fur to release more flavor as he too, takes another gulp and pulls Fozzy's entire head into the tight, hot massage of his
maw, beginning to work to fill his own gut. With Fozzy shoulders stretching his muzzle out now, Wolf's paws keep their grip on the fox's
arms as his growls of delight reverberate around Fozzy's ears now, leaning down and coming closer to Torrle. Looking over their meal into
Torrle's eyes, his own yellow eyes convey a certain mischief quite clearly, saying, "I'm going to be VERY full tonight, bro..." as each gulp
inches the two slowly together along the vulpine's tender body*
5:25 Onyx:
*He grunts quietly, raising an eyebrow at the muffled giggle he heard from somewhere around his chest. He shrugs slightly and secures both
legs in one hand and uses the other one to hold the tail up out of the way. He takes a long, slow swallow at his prey, gravity and the orca's
slick skin working together to all the bear to pull his meal down into his jaws to mid-thigh. The orcamorph's hips slide all the way down into
the stretching throat and his snout moves downward and bumps into the fleshy ring at the entrance of the stomach and is pushed down
through it, the two fish from earlier still flopping weakly*
5:27 FozzyFoxbourne:
*the fox slowly breaths, not haveing done like anything like this before, he's not sure who's throat he's gonna go down. he's worried now
about what's becomeing of the situation, being that he's almost divided in half down the center, his upper torsso lomming in the wolf's muzzle,
and his legs sinking down torrle's throat, he can't imagen any wolf giving up fleshy meat once it's enthers there muzzle, it'd be pretty hard to
wrangly it away. then he worries... * ohh crap..! *in a painic stricken cry, he frets whats about to happen, then it fully hits him, he's going to
be eventually severd into two piecse, once the two muzzle's of both wolfs meet nose to nose*
5:28 the Wolf:
*watches Torrle's progress along Fozzy's lower half as he in turn feast on the vulpine's head, shoulders and chest, slurping all about the fur of
Fozzy's chest and savoring every flavor there, he prepares to take his whole dinner for the night with his next gulp. Stretching his muzzle
wide, Fozzy can feel cool air where there was once hot, salivating jaws and Torrle can feel the Wolf's hot breath washing over his nose. In
one huge pull, Wolf makes a large swallow, taking Fozzy's head into his gullet and moving his paws from the fox's arms swiftly to Torrle's.
Holding his brother tightly, he works his muzzle over and around Torrle's nose and lower jaw, clamping with his teeth and moaning in
pleasure as the two tastes of fox and pack brother mingle on his tongue, the sound vibrating through both Torrle and Fozzy as he begins to
truly feed*
5:29 Torrle:
*sensing something slightly amiss, his open back up again, returning from the blissful state of having such a live, delicious meal fed into him.
What he sees catches him much off-guard, the pace of the situation allowing him to asses what's going on. After reading Wolf's eyes, it
doesn't take him long at all to realize what his intentions are. Having already gobbled down the fox's hips into his hot throat, it's much too late
for him to back out of this arrangement now, unless he were to somehow saw his teeth through his prey instead. Whether he intends to or
not at this point is unknown, as the Wolf's nose isn't more than a couple inches away now..*
5:29 Torrle:
((or much less, now!))
5:34 Neiket:
*struggling as he slide and slips down the throat along, and squeaps quietly as his head pokes into the belly, panting now in hot and humid air,
wiggling his legs around slightly as their held, and this tail wiggling from side to side inside the polar bear's maw. feeling around at the sound
of the fish, and reaches out and grabs ont, and ironicly takes a bit out of one as the bear swallows him some more..*
5:36 FozzyFoxbourne:
*the fox murrs in realife, getting a good blast of air as the wolf relived him of the hot grip of his maw, but finds it shortlived, he's only pulled
in further, with torrle still atteacthed to his legs, fozzy can only guess now at this point, whose stomach he'll turn up in*
5:38 Torrle:
*flinches a bit in shocked surprise as his arms are snatched for, instinctively pulling back on them, but such a move only helps to seal his fate
and pull the Wolf further up along during the swallow! He watches with wide eyes as the black muzzle yawns open and begins to pull him
slightly inside!! He smells the subtle musk of fox fur matted by drool much stronger in this muzzle than his own, his own fur now being added
to the mix! He struggles and tries to wriggle back and away, but his throat's strong grip on Fozzy's hips and belly disallow him any distance,
as Wolf's throat will similarly not yield to let him get any further away. Torrle's leased to Wolf from the inside, and the tether's getting shorter
by the minute!* Mmmmmmmmmph!!
5:38 the Wolf:
*stops for a moment as he realizes that he has them both now, keeping his grip on Torrle tight as his teeth and paws hold him. From the
Wolf's gut, a loud rumble of hunger emits that both can easily hear, Fozzy having a much more deafening front row seat as his head sit's just
a bit above the entrance to the lupine's stomach. Slipping further along his double prey now, his swallows helping some to puch Fozzy further
into his brother's gullet, Wolf's muzzle slips up over Torrle's eyes now, his teeth nibbling gently, almost affectionately on his muzzle as Wolf
begins to consume him. Inside, Fozzy is massaged all around either by Wolf's gullet and throat, or Torrle's, pulling him down towards both
stomachs somehow. Wolf moans in anticipation of his huge feast as he works to swallow both down, still having nothing in his stomach to
abate the hunger this has caused. Not yet at least...* MmmmmmMMM!!
5:41 Onyx:
*Takes a long slurp at Neiket's legs and tail and swallows again. Only his tail fluke and feet remain outside of the mouth of the feeding bear.
He takes his hands away from the struggling orcamorph and just holds him secure with his jaws, not biting down, just gripping around his legs
and tail to keep him from sliding the rest of the way in yet. He rubs at his belly as Neiket is pushed down into it, his meal beginning to have to
curl up inside the tight confines of the stomach and the fleshy walls churning slowly around the bear's prey. He can't really feel much
through his stomach, but a strange movement from one of the fish tells him that Neiket just did something to it*
5:45 FozzyFoxbourne:
*his fear leads him to beilve that, with all that's going on inside the wolf's lupine mouth, that torrle too, is about to meet up with the fox, as
they both swallow in unision, fozzy is pushed deeper down torrl'es gapeing maw, his feet press firmly into torrle's gullet, while torrle to is
swallowed up into the wolf's maw, two for the price of one the Wolf's getting, fozzy turns up his nose as acid smell bellows up from the
throat his nose is pointed down as he can here it rumbling with anticipation*
5:47 Neiket:
*oofs as he's pushed in quickly with the slurp, and wiggles around, then blinks, and wonders whats going on, as he's suddenly stopped, sliding
and wiggling around as he hangs down the bear's throat, letting the fish go, and trying to figure out whats going on, as the bear feels his wet
squirms and wiggling down his throat and around in his belly, his tail sliding from side to side against Onyx's tongue as he moves around
within the large polar bear*
5:47 Torrle:
*shudders deeply as visions of what's to come flood through his imagination, his quickening breath blasting about about Wolf's tongue as he
starts to panic. His arms strongly resist and try to free themselves, wanting to brace himself against the hungry wolf that wants him for
dinner, for without them there's not much he can do to stop him! Slowly, Fozzy's body completely vanishes from the outside view, now
exclusively shared by either lupine, encased totally in their dark throats. Torrle whines softly as Wolf's lips slide over his eyes, knowing that
before too long he'll be feeling that all over. He can't even say anything in protest to try and change Wolf's mind!*
5:52 Onyx:
*Opens his mouth wide again before taking another gulp at Neiket. The powerful muscles of the polar-bear-taur's throat drag the fluke and
feet into his mouth and he closes his mouth around them. He slurps over what little bit is left in his mouth of the orcamorph's body, savoring
the smooth skin and mammalian taste that's so different from the scaly texture of the fish to which he's accustomed. He also takes a
moment to enjoy the struggling from prey that's larger than he usually gets to devour. He smiles happily with a faint growl of pleasure before
he allows himself to swallow again. His throat closes behind his prey's feet and tail fluke, their outline faintly visible through the predator's
neck fur before they vanish into the torso of the bear. His forebelly bulges out considerably as the orcamorph is squeezed down into it*
5:53 Torrle:
*gets back into a gulping rhythm, his body still commanding him to eat, despite the situation at hand. As he devours more of the fox, pulling
the vulpine chest slowly into his muzzle, the fox's footpaws push through into the openness of his hot stomach. The consequence, of course,
is that the swallows also pull Torrle deeper into the Wolf's waiting maw, soaking his head in saliva and pushing his ears back against his
head*
5:53 the Wolf:
*murrs around his double prey, enjoying the struggling from the fox in his gullet as Fozzy can feel the vice-like massage of the gullet that
works to pull him and Torrle inexorably towards the Wolf's eagerly waiting stomach. Feeling Torrle's frantic squirming as well, Wolf delights
as he slurps all about Torrle's lower muzzle and neck, thinking how wonderful the duel squirming will fill once it's filling his belly completely.
Still gnawing gently at the struggling form to make sure Torrle can escape his jaws and get all the flavor possible, Wolf makes a powerful
gulp that pulls Tor's entire head into his muzzle and throat and thrust's Fozzy's own head through the opening into his stomach, the strong
smell of the acids already pooling there assailing the fox's nose. Moaning in pure, unadulterated bliss, Wolf gorges himself on the incredible
feast of living meat, eating a bit faster now as he feels food enter his belly*
5:56 Neiket:
*squeaps as he's suddenly let go, wiggling around again, his form slick and wet, sliding and squimling down the polar bears throat as only a
very large, warm bodied "fish" now. filling out the bears belly as he enters it, and squirms around within it as he curls up with the other 'fish'*
6:02 FozzyFoxbourne:
*deep within the gorging lupine so intriguingly named the Wolf, fozzy's totatly seald off from the outside wolrd, inprissoned by wolfen flesh,
his body being pounded and pressed by torrles selfish gulps, which in turn bring him closer to his own demizse, the wolf is truly getting his just
desert, and torrle is in return another victim of the unfair world of predator/prey relationsip*
6:02 Torrle:
*mmmmmmmphs and squirms about, folding his legs up underneath him and starting to backpeddle awkwardly, his heels kicking up a bit of
grass, but mostly slipping against it! He muffledly gasps as his head considerably bulges Wolf's throatfur out with the wrestling profiles of his
head, feeling his deep mane and neckfur slowly soak and matt down under the hungry wolf's endless drool, making his fur surrender the
more delicious of his pelt's flavors! He feels the fox struggle about a bit more, half wondering if he's going to have another reason to do so
once he's that deep.* Mmmmmmph!
6:03 Onyx:
*Groans quietly, rubbing his hands at the oversized bulge in his forebelly. He belches noisily, the escaping air helping to ease the pressure in
his stomach somewhat, but it's still a bit uncomfortable having something that large in that stomach. He pushes at his stomach, making it
squeeze tightly around the orca's body and force it out through the bottom of it. Neiket's smooth body, slick with bear saliva, is easily pushed
even further downward. The bear seats himself on his haunches and leans his anthro half forward to create a straight path for his prey to
slide down through*
6:07 Torrle:
*shivers and desperately tries to free his arms, not like they'd do much good now, as his world is now the dark visage from just inside Wolf's
hungry throat, little rogue streaks of light filtering in from around his head. He gulps a little more at Fozzy, already having tucked the foxpaws
into his mouth and worked up along his arms,*
6:11 the Wolf:
*groans loudly through stretched jaws and around his doubled up prey, still gnawing and scraping his teeth through Torrle's fur as the groans
vibrate over both him and Fozzy. Feeling the futile, but violent struggles of Torrle as Fozzy begins to settle a bit, both being dragged further
into the tight confines of his body, the wolf slips further into his bliss. His eyes close in his pleasure as he takes another swallow, forcing
Fozzy further both into his own stomach and down Torrle's gullet as he becomes food for both hungry predators. As Torrle's struggling, he
actually helps Wolf devour him by sliding his paws on the slick grass and gulping more on Fozzy, his own movements working in time with
those of Wolf's gullet to bring him even closer to the stomach. Soon, Fozzy's head and shoulders are completely inside the fleshy chamber,
the acids barely touching his headfur, with Torrles head trapped around his body and just outside the flesh ring of muscle that leads inside.
Wolf gulps slowly, savoring his meal and working his teeth lightly at Tor's abs, his tongue savoring every taste it can from the other wolf*
6:14 FozzyFoxbourne:
*the foxes is nearly neck deep in torrl'es muzzle, while the wolf continues his assualt on brining him too, the rest of fozzy's head jutting
halfway down the mighty throat of the WOlf, with torrle following behind in succsession, the wolf has finished his work on bringing fozzy
down, and for torrle to finish up, and for the wolf to finish off torrle, fozzy sighis, take one last breath of air as the esophoughs seals off once
the bulk of torrle enters it, the fox shuts slides deep into his caputors mouth, being pressed hard on the ridges of torrl's upper jaw pallet, the
warm fleshy tounge he lays chest down on sending shivers to his foxbits, as they are warmed by torrles body heat, all succled from view, no
one will know, fozzy presses his member down on it, thrusting his length on the warm muscle*
6:16 Onyx:
*Neiket progresses deeper into the polar bear, being forced out of the first stomach to be squeezed down to a second, and slightly more
spacious one. It's still tight enought that the orca has to curl up inside it, though. The stuffed predator groans again and flops over onto his
side, trying to rub at his underbelly with his forepaws* Now that was some seafood worth eating. *Licks his chops*
6:22 Torrle:
*shudders hard again, only feeling himself slide deeper into the hot, slippery throat, despite all of his wriggling about! His paws try to dig into
the earth, tugging a little stronger back as he continues to vanish into the insatiable muzzle! He gulps strongly again and again, at this point his
nearly devouring the fox back out of Wolf's belly, the shoulders actually slipping back out of the stomach, but not into any place that's any
better. Torrle can't help but to croon from time to time, losing himself in the wonderful flavours of the fox and how it sates his uncontrollably
hunger, a hunger that'd compelled him so much that it will soon cost him his life. Fozzy's legs are forced to bend as they further enter Torrle's
stomach, making neat bulges under his bellyfur, still outside of Wolf's muzzle! He can smell Wolf's belly coming up quick, and he strongly
gulps again, only making it more pleasurable for the fox's stiffening equipment.*
6:26 the Wolf:
*brings one paw down to his belly, rubbing gently as he feels it expanding slowly with the fox inside, soon to be joined by his fellow wolf as
he eats, the stomach already churning and gurgling around the vulpine's head, squeezing it's fleshy walls into it, even as Torrle begins to work
his way around Fozzy and further towards Wolf's belly. Helping the whole process along, Wolf swallows again, pressing the two even
fruther into him, unable to feel Fozzy's movements inside Torrle as the fox's head head is dipped into the tingling acid along with the tip of
Torrle's muzzle. Wolf's belly grows considerably outward with this swallowing as he delights in stretching his jaws around Torrle's own
plumping belly and working it into his muzzle, making quite a few bulges all throughout his body. With an mighty effort, he begins to
straighten up, slowly pulling Torrles legs up so that the kick against nothing but air as Wolf works towards a position of using gravity to help
him gorge on his meal. He gulps more and more as he finally straightens out until only Tor's legs are left kicking outside of his muzzle and the
crowd get a good view of the huge bluges running down his body towards his gut*
6:27 Onyx:
*Drags himself back up to his paws, groaning and stretching* I hope there's more like that around here. If so, it'll be worth all the heat and
humidity. *Chuckles quietly to himself and pads out of the clearing with his underbelly swaying ponderously beneath him*
6:34 FozzyFoxbourne:
*the fox won't last very much longer, but he conservies what bit of air he's gatherd in his lounges, he can only breath when torrles does, and
forced to take on the putrid smelling acids from the lupines interror, but that time too is cut short, apon the foxes next breath, he takes on the
wolf's bubbling acid, the pelt his lunges with much burning pain, as he's no longer able to breath, but still able to get much enjoyment on the
ride he's takeing down torrles throat resting his way down on soft lupine tounge, the distcance the fox travels, as the jaws of torrle shut
around his head, which abeit gives him momentary relife from the world inside of the wolf's stomach, but will meet torrle soon enough, the
foxes equipment get a plesaurbale trip as the ride the quilt of the lupines tounge down his throat, fozzy press with what strengeth he can into
the warm embrace*
6:37 Torrle:
*shudders and groans as his head's slowly shoved down into Wolf's belly, snorting lightly as he gets a bit of the nasty liquids on his nose! He
thrashes back and forth some, gulping strongly a few times and gulping Fozzy's head right into his muzzle, rescuing it and pulling it free from
the acids, slowly slurping it over it his maw and, despite how bad the juices taste, licks the fox's face clean. He doesn't seem to notice just
what it is that the fox is doing to him on the inside, his throat providing all the sensations a hot fox would need to pleasure himself in there. He
struggles on his own accord, of course, the liquids not agreeing with him at all. A fox still in his throat, he can't very well speak and try to
reason with the Wolf, if he'd be able to hear him anyways.
6:43 the Wolf:
*listens to the pleasant gurgling in his belly with some measure of delight, honestly glad that the fox has been snatched out of the acid in time
to enjoy his ride down Torrles gullet, though Wolf knows what awaits both of them in the end, no matter how long the delay or enjoyable the
trip. Feeling a little meat drunk already, with his belly bulging out a fair amount already and still steadily growing. He begins to quicken his
pace as he now stands with Torrle inside his gullet, working down the legs at a swift pace and pressing more and more of Torrle into his
waiting stomach, his belly growing bigger and bigger with the mass of the other wolf. As Wolf greedily gulps down his pack member, the
constricting gullet also tightens around the portions of Fozzy that are inside Torrle. As Wolf swallows down more and more of his prey,
Torrle's legs are now massaged in the throat and gullet, his still growing belly almost to the entrance to the stomach as his upper body works
it's way inside. With a long slow slurp, Wolf pulls the footpaws into his muzzle and coats them with his tongue, preparing for the final gulp
that will finish off his feast.*
6:43 Torrle:
*feels the wolven lips continue their way down his moribund, yet well-furred back and belly, full with food, knowing how deeply he's gone
just to make sure that he'd gotten a fox for dinner - too far! His legs kick about, but he grunts and struggles awkwardly as they're no longer
scrapping against the slippery grass, finding nothing now at all as he's tilted back. His body traitorously urges itself forwards with gravity,
now.* Mmmmmmmmmmpphhh!!
6:54 FozzyFoxbourne:
*wiggles deep with'en the wolf'ens throat, the fox wreathing with pleasuer with the cylindrical trip down torrle's esoupogus, he takes every
moment to savor the lust of how good this feels, but he two realizes what fate awaits both him and torrle, soon fozzy will be digesting inside
of him and torrle will be doing the same in the wolf, to him this idea drives him wild, as they will both share in the same ultimate fate, as the
wolf will digestive track lay awaits it's ultimate conclusion in the end*
6:55 Torrle:
*feels himself falling deeper into the Wolf's body with the easier swallows around his legs, promptly dunking him down into the tingling
juices!! It soaks into his fur and starts to irritate his pelt, getting into a his nose a bit as well. The struggles and thrashes the Wolf's belly gets
from this are the strongest yet, making his belly jump and bounce about rapidly! As the speed of his descent increases, Wolf's belly swells up
with the bulk of his double prey, his body curling up into a bit of a fetal ball as it's compacted deeper, almost having to wait for the belly to
stretch enough before more of it can be gulped and devoured. He gasps and lets out a strained breath, not knowing if it's his last as he
searches and nuzzles about for an air pocket, keeping his eyes shut. His large, broad footpaws splay and wriggling about, even as they are
brought into Wolf's maw and slurped upon, the last of the delcious wolf to enter his packbrother's muzzle, sealing him completely inside!*
6:57 Torrle:
*hastily swallows Fozzy's head down into his throat, the strong, panicked ripples extra strong this time and pushing the ecstatic fox all the
way down into his waiting belly. While his own stomach isn't quite as active, Fozzy's paws and lower legs already feel a little bit numb.*
7:01 FozzyFoxbourne:
*the fox who is nothing more than meat on the table, realitivly speaking, disspencess with a sloshy plop as his mass phush through the opeing
feet first, he finds torrles stomach to be more pleasent then that wolf's, less active, but nonethe less, the acids just as strong, still being alive
and well for the time being the fox searches about his dark surrondings, and ultimetly curls up into a featal possition arond the hot fleshy
interror, makeing a nice buldge amongst the wolf's incredibaly saging gut*
7:02 the Wolf:
*moans and rubs his hugely distended belly as he feels all the struggling within, thrust into absolute delight as his gut bounces and rolls with
such active prey, the strong stomach acids working into Torrle's fur and tingling all over his skin, causing jostling motions that toss Fozzy
around as well in the varying frenzies of the three. As he enjoys all the motions of his prey and his already full belly, Wolf coats and lathers
the footpaws completely, working between the toes, munching and working them over like some kind of dessert before finally making and
audible GULP! and sending Torrle completely down to his gut. As his belly swells out almost bigger then him, Wolf stumbles to a sitting
position, jostling the pack brother that fills his huge tum, he rubs the large belly all over contentedly and licks his chops* Mmm, delicious!
7:06 the Wolf:
*lets out a fairly massive belch, his breath smelling of both wolf and fox as he rubs his massively swollen gut, listening as it already gurgles
and churns around Torrle and his own full belly, working the acids further into his skin as he truly feeds Wolf* Ah, very tasty and so filling
too!
7:12 Torrle:
*would probably be groans wildly in pleasure if he were feeling the attention given to his footpaws at any other time, but while they still
writhe and struggle, his body struggles and bucks, trying to escape from the marauding juices soaking through his thick pelt! So distracted, he
barely even realizes that the rest of him has been gobbled down the hungry wolf's throat until the loud gulp registers in his head. Wrestling
about seems to do no good at this point, and in a desperate manouver, he feels about and finds the way he'd came in, and tries to actively
push his way back up into Wolf's throat, even though there's no way he'd make it all the way. Fur starts to fall out all around him as the acids
melt it away, making his skin quite red and blotchy.*
7:15 the Wolf:
*smiles to the watchers as he siddles his bulk against a tree, shaking up Torrle and Fozzy in the process, and leans his back against it, feeling
utterly meat drunk as the huge feast rests in his belly. He moans a bit as he feels the pleasurable sensations of Torrle's squirming, his futile
escape attempts only adding to the joy Wolf feels at having eaten him* Mmm, thanks, nice to hear. Now though, I think it's time to sleep this
off. *he says, patting his struggling, gurgling belly for emphasis and yawning a bit*
7:19 Torrle:
*shudders and gasps as the acids eventually get the better of him. Although he manages to squirm a little bit of the way back into your throat,
it doesn't take more than one simple little gulp to push him right back down where he belongs. His strength fades quickly now, the fine
profiles of him beneath the Wolf's bellyfur becoming less and less distinct.*
7:21 FozzyFoxbourne:
*the fox murrs.. surroneded in the absoulte safty of wolfen gut, complety seald off from the outside wolrd, as so is the one who ate him alive,
fozzy surrenders the acidic bath he's emirsed in, collapes onto his chest, his muzzle falls to the bottom of torrle's stomach, submerged under
the liquid acid wash. the fluid bombards his flesh with it's sting, it's mission to liquify his being and make premeable, though torrle digestive
track won't be doing any absortion while he's breaking down along side him in wolf's stomach, the two digest in unision, fullfiling the great
circle of life, fozzy's carcus, still warm, and kept warm as it breaks down in torrles stomach, how much longer this can keep up untill torrle's
life signs to give way remains uncertain, but both the wolf and fox will be merged to gether in absorption into the current preddicessor of the
two*
7:23 the Wolf:
*sighs and closes his eyes as he sends Torrle back to his new home inside his stomach until he feels the other wolf slowly dissolving inside
him, making a mental spell that should catch both Torrle and Fozzy's souls for reformation at the proper time, then begins to slowly drift off
into a peaceful sleep, his belly still gurgling with the thick soup of his double prey*
7:25 Torrle:
*gasps, stressed as the fluids do their worst to him, his own belly lagging behind in it's task, but eventually lags behind and fails. Soon after
that, both his own mass and Fozzy's become intermingled from the fierce penetrating waves of acids, turning them both into a thick,
canine/lupine soup within the dark, gurlging tummy*
7:29 FozzyFoxbourne:
*the half digested fox in torrles belly subsides in its digestion, torrle's life signs exstingished now, fozzy's long since expired, the WOlf
continues on with the battery of acids, as the stomach gurrgles away with it's contents of vulpine/lupine mix*

A Busy Night at the Swamp