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Second request finished! this was a safe vore story requested by 
cocoabeast, where his Werehog character wanted to make some new friends, and he decided to start fishing! Please tell me what you think of the story, and if this inspired you to ask for a request! it gives me something to do when i'm not doing college stuff, anyway XD
Story goeth here for those who cannot download it.
The sky was a calming deep blue, the moon floating over the land. The forest below had settled down for the day. Birds returned to their nests from hunting for food, rabbits and foxes settling into their dens with their babies, and humans receding into the wood buildings they called home. But some creatures were not ready to sleep. Fireflies danced along the air, their glow shining brilliantly. Frogs silently hopping from lily pad to lily pad, hoping to grab a mosquito or two. And one strange creature, holding onto a fishing line and resting against a tree stump, enjoying the night.
“Ahhhh, I always enjoyed night more than day. The moon is just more inviting to me....” Kokka the Werehog whistled to himself. He knew the forest like the back of his hand, and he was either helping people traverse it or sleeping during the day. When night fell however, he had the hyper-activeness of a child hopped up on a ton of sugar, running around in games with the night animals or howling at the moon. But tonight was different. Tonight Kokka decided he would get a friend from the lake. First he tried grabbing with his claws, but all that did was get him wet by falling in. Next he tried a net, but he only succeeded in tangling himself up. He then thought that maybe he shouldn't try and get a friend from the lake by grabbing them, rather he would let them decide if they want to be his friend or not, and that brought him to now, a fishing pole in his hands relaxing under the moonlight.
A tug brought Kokka back to the line, but when he pulled back there was no resistance. “Damn, missed one, and they were probably a big one too....” Kokka sighed as he threw the line back into the water. Fishing required patience, and as the Werehog enjoyed running around more than standing still, he had little time for patience. The rippling water barely held his attention as his mind started to wander again, from what to get in the next visit to the nearby village to which one of his friends would like to play with him soon. He had a hard time making new friends due to being shy, yet Kokka still tried to and did make new friends all the same. He just wished he would get a new one tonight with this fishing plan of his.
Another tug brought Kokka back to the line again, but like before it didn't resist. Thinking that it was just another nibble and leave fish, Kokka started to bring the line in again. But after he got it back halfway, Kokka felt a pull. A very, VERY hard pull. With only seconds to react, Kokka dug his feet into the ground so he could get a semi stable footing. Whatever was holding onto the lure, it was tough, and to Kokka's surprise, very big. The fish's outline was visible even from where Kokka was standing. Kokka used almost all of his strength to even get the fish to come closer inch by inch, and he soon noticed his footing was about to fall apart. Unable to think of any other way, Kokka grabbed the rod by his teeth, got on all fours, and began to rush backwards. This proved effective, albeit unsurprising to Kokka, and the fish started to get pulled closer and closer to shore. When the fish got right next to land, Kokka gave it his all and did one last, hard charge. Many would describe what happens next as a rare wonder, as the fish flew 10 feet into the air, large drops of water dragged along with it. Everything felt like it froze in time for a few seconds, the only indication that time still flowed was the drops of water reflecting the moonlight at different angles as they descended back down. A loud sound echoed through the forest, startling many creatures awake, but they soon fell back to sleep after they sensed no danger.
Kokka had to lie down to recover his energy, gasping for breath from his ordeal. But he soon gained back his strength, and went to check what his catch and friend was. It was long, large, a deep red, and it's whiskers gave it the resemblance of a catfish. Kokka doubled back in surprise, he did not just catch any ordinary fish.....he caught the Whopper, Lord of the Forest Lake.
“WHOA!!!!” Kokka yelled in suprise of his catch. Thankfully this time it seemed none of the animals woke from their slumber. Kokka could hardly believe it. Whopper decided to bite on his lure, and he was able to catch it! This would be a story to tell to the humans in the village! But how to get it around and still keep it alive? He wanted to make sure his friend wasn't harmed in any way. An idea flashed in his mind, and Kokka got a mischievous grin on his face. “Ohohohohoooo, I know EXACTLY where to keep you.” Kokka drew closer to Whopper, until he was able to pick the fish up. Kokka moved around Whopper to a more reasonable position, and he opened his mouth wide open, placing Whopper's head inside.
Kokka moved more and more of Whopper's body into his mouth, the fish frantically moving back and forth with every second. When Kokka got enough of Whopper's body into his mouth, he reeled his head back and let his swallowing and gravity do the rest of the work. Each gulp made the fish's form disappear from sight, until not even the tip of it's tail was out in the open. Satisfied, Kokka did one last big gulp to get the last bit of Whopper into his stomach, smiling hugely has he did so. Kokka's body grew out forward to make room for the huge fish, but this didn't seem to impair the Werehog in the slightest as he turned around and headed back to his den. “oh now don't worry, I'm not planning to digest you. I have two stomachs, one for eating, one for carrying. I want to go around with you and show you to people. It'd be much better than staying in that lake, anyway. Hehehe.....” Kokka chuckled as he patted his chest. He was going to have a lot of fun with his new friend......
cocoabeast, where his Werehog character wanted to make some new friends, and he decided to start fishing! Please tell me what you think of the story, and if this inspired you to ask for a request! it gives me something to do when i'm not doing college stuff, anyway XDStory goeth here for those who cannot download it.
The sky was a calming deep blue, the moon floating over the land. The forest below had settled down for the day. Birds returned to their nests from hunting for food, rabbits and foxes settling into their dens with their babies, and humans receding into the wood buildings they called home. But some creatures were not ready to sleep. Fireflies danced along the air, their glow shining brilliantly. Frogs silently hopping from lily pad to lily pad, hoping to grab a mosquito or two. And one strange creature, holding onto a fishing line and resting against a tree stump, enjoying the night.
“Ahhhh, I always enjoyed night more than day. The moon is just more inviting to me....” Kokka the Werehog whistled to himself. He knew the forest like the back of his hand, and he was either helping people traverse it or sleeping during the day. When night fell however, he had the hyper-activeness of a child hopped up on a ton of sugar, running around in games with the night animals or howling at the moon. But tonight was different. Tonight Kokka decided he would get a friend from the lake. First he tried grabbing with his claws, but all that did was get him wet by falling in. Next he tried a net, but he only succeeded in tangling himself up. He then thought that maybe he shouldn't try and get a friend from the lake by grabbing them, rather he would let them decide if they want to be his friend or not, and that brought him to now, a fishing pole in his hands relaxing under the moonlight.
A tug brought Kokka back to the line, but when he pulled back there was no resistance. “Damn, missed one, and they were probably a big one too....” Kokka sighed as he threw the line back into the water. Fishing required patience, and as the Werehog enjoyed running around more than standing still, he had little time for patience. The rippling water barely held his attention as his mind started to wander again, from what to get in the next visit to the nearby village to which one of his friends would like to play with him soon. He had a hard time making new friends due to being shy, yet Kokka still tried to and did make new friends all the same. He just wished he would get a new one tonight with this fishing plan of his.
Another tug brought Kokka back to the line again, but like before it didn't resist. Thinking that it was just another nibble and leave fish, Kokka started to bring the line in again. But after he got it back halfway, Kokka felt a pull. A very, VERY hard pull. With only seconds to react, Kokka dug his feet into the ground so he could get a semi stable footing. Whatever was holding onto the lure, it was tough, and to Kokka's surprise, very big. The fish's outline was visible even from where Kokka was standing. Kokka used almost all of his strength to even get the fish to come closer inch by inch, and he soon noticed his footing was about to fall apart. Unable to think of any other way, Kokka grabbed the rod by his teeth, got on all fours, and began to rush backwards. This proved effective, albeit unsurprising to Kokka, and the fish started to get pulled closer and closer to shore. When the fish got right next to land, Kokka gave it his all and did one last, hard charge. Many would describe what happens next as a rare wonder, as the fish flew 10 feet into the air, large drops of water dragged along with it. Everything felt like it froze in time for a few seconds, the only indication that time still flowed was the drops of water reflecting the moonlight at different angles as they descended back down. A loud sound echoed through the forest, startling many creatures awake, but they soon fell back to sleep after they sensed no danger.
Kokka had to lie down to recover his energy, gasping for breath from his ordeal. But he soon gained back his strength, and went to check what his catch and friend was. It was long, large, a deep red, and it's whiskers gave it the resemblance of a catfish. Kokka doubled back in surprise, he did not just catch any ordinary fish.....he caught the Whopper, Lord of the Forest Lake.
“WHOA!!!!” Kokka yelled in suprise of his catch. Thankfully this time it seemed none of the animals woke from their slumber. Kokka could hardly believe it. Whopper decided to bite on his lure, and he was able to catch it! This would be a story to tell to the humans in the village! But how to get it around and still keep it alive? He wanted to make sure his friend wasn't harmed in any way. An idea flashed in his mind, and Kokka got a mischievous grin on his face. “Ohohohohoooo, I know EXACTLY where to keep you.” Kokka drew closer to Whopper, until he was able to pick the fish up. Kokka moved around Whopper to a more reasonable position, and he opened his mouth wide open, placing Whopper's head inside.
Kokka moved more and more of Whopper's body into his mouth, the fish frantically moving back and forth with every second. When Kokka got enough of Whopper's body into his mouth, he reeled his head back and let his swallowing and gravity do the rest of the work. Each gulp made the fish's form disappear from sight, until not even the tip of it's tail was out in the open. Satisfied, Kokka did one last big gulp to get the last bit of Whopper into his stomach, smiling hugely has he did so. Kokka's body grew out forward to make room for the huge fish, but this didn't seem to impair the Werehog in the slightest as he turned around and headed back to his den. “oh now don't worry, I'm not planning to digest you. I have two stomachs, one for eating, one for carrying. I want to go around with you and show you to people. It'd be much better than staying in that lake, anyway. Hehehe.....” Kokka chuckled as he patted his chest. He was going to have a lot of fun with his new friend......
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