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left on the rope kept his legs suspended and his body vertical, at this point any struggling from the fox was futile. Wolf’s gut groaned noisily, seeming to anticipate the coming meal, Wolf salivated heavily coating Fox in a fine layer of drool as he was sucked in past his lips. With Fox in up to his waist now, Wolf could feel his head begin to drop into his stomach. He moaned in pleasure, taking the hand off his throat and instead grabbing his gut with both hands, shaking it up and down to ease the transfer of fox from his throat to his gut. Fox was speeding up now that he was over halfway in, Wolf no longer needed to swallow to suck him down, gravity was doing most of the work. Wolf just held onto his gut, massaging it and groaning in pleasure as it expanded in his hands. Soon only Fox’s feet were sticking out of his maw, he pulled them in before snapping the rope with his teeth. Glrrrrk! With one huge final swallow the legs and the remainder of the rope practically flew down Wolf’s throat into his massive gut, he could see his belly balloon out larger in real time as his throat was completely emptied. Wolf panted for air and laughed as he saw Fox struggle underneath several layers of pudge. “GYEHEHE, IT’S POINTLESS TO *hic* TRY, FOX. NOBODY’S *hic* GOTTEN OUT YET!” He collapsed against the same tree he’d been leaning against when Fox first found him and groped his gurgling, undulating stomach, waiting for the struggling to stop. “You’re gonna make me so GHOOUORROOUP, fucking fat, Fox, how’s it gonna feel being 20 lbs of my arse fat?” Wolf’s eyes started feeling heavy as he lay against the tree rolling out monster belches and massaging his massive gut, he didn’t attempt to fight the food coma. Goodnight, Fox, he thought to himself as he fell asleep. The next morning Wolf was woken up by a crackling alert sound from his communication equipment. He looked down to find his new, softer body greeted him. The extra pudge from digesting Fox could be seen all over his body. He gently examined his softer, slightly saggier moobs and thicker love handles. The new fat was so soft and malleable, like squeezing a marshmallow. The last thing he examined was his gut, it had reduced in size compared to last night but was heavier and thicker in flab. It gurgled unhappily when he moved it, despite having swallowed Fox whole less than 10 hours ago he was already starving again. He picked up his communicator and checked the message. “Location of Falco Lombardi found, roughly 45 minutes away at a space freighter dock, intercept immediately.” Wolf grinned and petted his gut. “I’ll be right there.” END_OF_DIALOG