(Contains vore)

Fresh has never been eaten before, so Kishara brings it upon herself to change that. I enjoyed writing this, but don't think I added enough belly stuff. Not exactly sure how to pace it. Practice though. I really did have fun writing the interactions between them at the end though. Even when doing silly stuff like this, they really do love each other.

Please comment with any feedback or tips for writing stuff like this. I've got an idea for a sequel story, and a few others, and am always looking to improve.

Now with Cover art! Full size image here - http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26493261/

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“Hey, Fresh?” Kishara looked up from her drawing tablet over at the fox sitting next to her on the couch. The pair had been quiet throughout the day, simply sitting next to each other and enjoying the company. Fresh, with his store closed for the next few days, had been playing on his laptop, while Kishara had spent most of the morning working on her commission queue.

“Yeah?” Fresh took out his earbuds, turning his attention to the beautiful snow leopard beside him.

“Random question, but what are your thoughts on vore?” She asked curiously.

“Um, swallowing someone? I’ve seen it, but never done it and thankfully never had it happen to me.” Fresh chuckled. “Why do you ask?”

“Oh, well, I just had it on my mind. Saw a few people get eaten at a party the other day, and someone commissioned me to draw a picture of it.” She showed the sketch of what appeared to be a dragon swallowing some helpless fur. “I don’t draw this often, so what do think so far?”

“Like all your other stuff, it’s looking great so far.” He said as he checked, in awe of her drawing skills. “Have you ever been involved in vore? Eaten others or eaten yourself?” The fox blushed as he asked the admittedly silly question.

“Um…” She stammered, her turn to blush. “I’ve eaten some people before and been eaten a few times.” There was a small pause as she tried to stop from laughing. “One heck of an experience. My victims and I were fine after it happened though. We reformed a day later, same as when we pop from inflating too large.”

A loud chime broke the silence after her reply, Fresh turning his attention back to his computer. “Oh, damn. Sorry Kisahra, but my game just loaded.” He put his earbuds back in and focused in on the screen.

“No worries.” She said sweetly, but he was already engrossed. With a smile, she turned back to her tablet, aiming to finish the drawing quickly. Or so she had hoped. Fresh started to mumble under his breath, a bad habit beginning to show. When it came to games, Fresh was quick to anger. He tried to control it and muted himself in-game to avoid being toxic, but that usually lead to him venting aloud.

As the game went on, the fox’s muttering slowly got louder. Curse after curse came out under his breath, some more audible than others. Try as she might, Kishara found herself unable to finish the drawing as she had hoped, her boyfriend’s ramblings proving to be a greater distraction than anticipated. While she could have taken her tablet to the bedroom, she decided against so, and instead waited for his game to end. There was a small glint in her deep purple eyes as she thought to herself.

It took a while, but Fresh eventually exhaled a sigh of relief, the victory screen displayed on his laptop. “That was a hard one.” He muttered again.

“A-hem.” The fox turned his attention to the snow leopard, a look of annoyance on her face, her drawing only partially colored.

“Sorry, I was venting again.” Fresh looked away, embarrassed. “I didn’t even notice I was doing it. Sorry.”

“I’ve never even heard what you were saying before. Were you cursing in Spanish?” She asked. He just turned away with a blush, continually apologizing. Her annoyed glare had solely been a ruse, quickly replaced by a mischievous smile while he wasn’t looking. The snow leopard stood up and wrapped her arms tightly around Fresh, much like a normal hug. He tried to hug her back, but she had his arms held tightly at his sides.

“I appreciate the hug, but you’re kind of making it hard to move.” Fresh let out a small awkward laugh as he squirmed a bit, trying to regain his mobility. He loved Kishara and always welcomed her hugs, but there was something devious in her smile. It wasn’t anger as he’d first thought, but rather something he couldn’t identify.

“Um, love? What are you doing?”

Kishara stayed silent, her smile persisting. She started to move as if going for a kiss. But with one swift motion, the snow leopard opened her jaw far wider than Fresh thought possible and placed it on his head. She started swallowing his ears and the top of his head, both quickly covered in saliva.
“Kishara! What the hell are you doing?” Fresh’s eyes widened as he felt her sticky saliva on his head. He tried to break out of her grip, but she proved to be far stronger than anticipated. Continuing to hold Fresh tightly, she continued to swallow her boyfriend. His vision went dark as she fit the entire top half of his head into her mouth, his long ears already starting to slide down her throat.

“I’m being serious! Stop it now!” Fresh’s panicked cries fell on deaf ears. The heat from her mouth was making him feel very uncomfortable. He knew that he’d be fine in a day, but the mere thought of being inside someone else’s stomach, even that of the woman he loved, made his squeamish stomach turn. But Kishara made no motion to stop, continuing to swallow him headfirst. She kept her grip tight as she swallowed his muzzle and mouth. The stench and feeling of her saliva were overbearing.

He gagged and let out a small whimper of defeat as his entire head was inside her mouth. The fox’s ears and head started to slide down her moist throat. Kishara kept swallowing, his neck and shoulders now being devoured. Fresh struggled to not gag as the fleshy stench grew stronger. With half of his body eaten, the snow leopard lifted what remained above her head to let gravity help move him down faster. In a matter of seconds, his torso was completely swallowed.

Fresh felt his ears splash in something in the fleshy darkness. It took all his willpower and mental focus to not throw up as part of him sat in her stomach. Outside, Kishara’s belly was jutting out from her boyfriend inside. It was already the size of an exercise ball due to how much of Fresh she’d taken in. With each swallow it grew a little, a bit more of Fresh coming to rest in her stomach. Her expandex shirt grew right along with it. She placed her hands on her massively stuffed belly and rubbed as she gulped, the weight of the fox feeling very soothing.

All that remained of Fresh were his long legs, which he barely moved, already resigned to his fate. He knew that Kishara wouldn’t stop, that there was nothing he could do. A small hint of anger rose to mind as he felt his legs swallowed and quickly pulled down her throat. One good kick would’ve taken her down. The thought quickly perished and replaced with despair; the fox would never hurt her, regardless of how much he disliked the situation he was in. Tears began to roll down his saliva covered face.

Kishara slurped and swallowed his bushy orange tail quickly. The snow leopard’s white belly stuck out a good three feet larger than before. She rubbed it gently, her stomach stretched tight with the weight of her boyfriend. It took effort, but she stood up and stretched her back, her giant belly displaying itself even more prominently. She took a few careful steps, adjusting to her newly added weight. It had been a long time since she’d eaten anyone, but now remembered just how fun it could be.

“Ki… Kishara?” Fresh stammered weakly, his voice shaking with fear inside the fleshy prison. “Why would you do this?” His voice cracked as he teetered on the verge of tears at how hopeless his situation was.

“Well, Fresh, you had to learn sooner or later!” Kishara laughed loudly as his meager struggles inside her belly only tickled. Her laugh was quickly cut short as he spoke though, very quickly becoming aware of the despair in his voice.

“Fresh, I’m so sorry.” She sounded on the verge of tears herself. “I just… don’t know why I did this. When you said you’d never been eaten before, something came over me.” Her massive belly shook as Fresh attempted to reposition himself. “But there’s nothing I can do now.”

“Kishara?” His voice muffled from inside her giant, yet still cramped stomach. “I’m- I’m going to be ok, right?” Worry for both his own well-being and for his girlfriend overcame the fear and nausea he had been feeling before.

“Yes. You’ll be digested and make me fatter, but you’ll reform tomorrow. Same as if you popped.” She wiped some of the tears from her fur and shook her belly again, giving it a bit of a massage from the extra weight.

The fox breathed a sigh of relief in an attempt to calm himself. “Alright then.” His head cleared, despite being trapped inside of a snow leopard’s stomach. “If I’ll be fine, then I guess this is ok for now.”

“What? You’re ok with what I did?” She practically yelled at her giant stomach. Loud gurgles came from her gut, stomach acids preparing to turn the fox into fat on her body.

“Kishara, please calm down. I love you, and if this is what you wanted to do, then I guess it’s fine for now.”

“Fresh, I love you too. More than anything.” She sighed and yawned, the sensations of her gurgling stomach, the added weight on her thin frame, and the effort it had taken to eat him wearing her down. She collapsed, quickly falling asleep as she felt her belly gurgle again.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then, my beautiful, soon-to-be pudgy snow leopard.” He found himself smiling, despite not being comfortable as the digestive juices started piling. The lack of fresh air and the stench made him groggy. “And I’m glad you were my first time.” The fox passed out shortly after, waiting to reform outside of her body tomorrow.