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This is what happens when you play too much MGSV and see a lot of images of wolf soldiers. XD
Still just something I hope I can get off the ground and into a small series, also yes I know the emblem is the 104th unit from the army but I'm mostly just using it as a example for now.
Other then that enjoy the story and hope ya'll like it.
The Wolf Pack
By Coyote71
Disclaimer: All references to their owners.
South America
22:00
Out in the dense jungles of South America, a lone trail could be seen leading towards a well-lit compound that was heavily guarded by an army of boar anthros. Each one was armed with a rifle or shotgun along with night vision goggles looking out into the thick brush as if expecting something or someone to come out at any minute.
Out along the perimeter of the compound a patrol made up of two hogs was making its rounds around the place but at the same time seemed to be uninterested in the job they were doing.
As they passed by some bushes neither of them noticed a pair of golden eyes watching them, once they were a few feet away did a figure creep out of the brush and right behind the trailing pig guard. Before he could even let out a squeal the figure grabbed the hog’s snout and pulled him into the brush with barely a rustle as they disappeared into the shadows.
The only sound that was heard was the rustling of leaves and the clatter of the boar’s rifle hitting the ground which caught the attention of the guard in front to turn around to see what was going on. Only to see that he was all alone with no sign of his partner except for his rifle.
Looking around for a bit the hog suddenly picked up his partner’s scent and moved towards the same bushes the hog was pulled into, leaning in he gave a few sniffs before realizing there was someone else there. Before he could alert the compound a grey furred hand shot out and grabbed the boar guard before pulling him into the dense brush, with only a small squeal that was drowned out by a low snarl and other sounds from the jungle.
Inside the compound a small door that was used for guards to enter and leave for patrols opened as the shadowed figure from before slipped in and took cover behind some crates of supplies.
Peeking around the edge of the crate the figure saw a couple of guards patrolling the yard along with the occasional spot light from the guards on the walls. Keeping a close eye on the area he suddenly spotted the entrance to the compound’s main building at the far end.
To some this would seem like a difficult task to the intruder, this was best described as a warm up. Sticking close to some spaced out crates, the figure easily maneuvered around each guard patrol that passed along with ducking down at the right moment when a light shined his direction.
After a few moments of ducking and weaving between the supplies, the figure was right next to the entrance. Checking to make sure no one was looking in his direction, the infiltrator slipped into the building with barely a sound even as the door closed behind him.
Inside the compound a lone guard was keeping watch of the floor as he stood guard before a staircase that lead to the jail cells.
Feeling fatigue getting to him, the boar let out a loud yawn only to be cut off by something large and grey pressed him into the wall beside the stairs.
Looking up the boar guard paled as large grey wolf with a scar of one of his golden eyes, wearing an open olive green short sleeve army jacket, with a weapon’s harness, small backpack and cargo pants glared down at him as he pressed his full belly onto the hog pinning him perfectly to the wall.
“I’m going to make this simple, tell me where the prisoner is and I won’t let you join your two friends stewing in my gut,” the wolf growled out as his belly gave a blorp to confirm his threat.
“L-l-l-last cell at the end of the hall downstairs,” the hog whimpered out as he struggled under the furry dome.
“Thank you,” was all the canine said before grabbing the boar by his tusk and slamming his head against the wall to knock him out.
Letting the guard slide down with a low groan, the wolf quickly picked up the knocked out hog and began to carry him down to the cells with him.
Just like the boar said the lower level was a single row of prison cells, finding the first open cell the wolf tossed the guard inside before shutting it closed.
Continuing down the row of cells, the wolf made sure to glance in every cell to make sure the guard from before didn't lie to him as well to make sure there wasn't anything else he should make note of. As he searched the canine would occasionally look down at his belly as it seemed to process the two guards quickly and shrink down from a large beach ball to barely a pot belly.
It was at the last cell when the wolf found the person he was looking for, sitting in the cell was a human with a brown sack over his head and tied to a pipe hanging from the wall, his attire was that of a Red Cross field worker.
Making his way carefully to the prisoner, the canine kneeled down and pulled the bag off the man's head to reveal a bruised and tired face who looked back at him dazedly.
“Who...who are you?” The man asked hoarsely.
The wolf just stared at the man for a sec before pulling out a ID badge with the man’s face on it and gave it a close examination to be sure this was the same man in the photo.
“The name’s Big Wolf and I'm the guy who’s gonna get you out of here,” Big Wolf said as he pulled out a knife and cut the ropes.
Hearing this the man seem to give a tired but happy sigh.
“Thank you,” the man said as he fell forward some. “When this group attacked our convoy for the medical supplies, I thought it was a bad idea to send the others for help while I tried to lead them away. I'm glad it paid off,”
As the man said all this Wolf checked the man over for any other injuries but was thankful to see that everything was mostly minor.
Once he was sure that the man was okay to transport did he place both hands on the man's shoulders.
“Listen I'm going to get you out of here but to do so I'm gonna have to do something a little unorthodox,” Wolf said before looking the man in the eyes. “Understood?”
The man just nodded as all he could think about was just getting out of the horrible place.
“Good,” was all Wolf said before opening his mouth as wide as possible.
Before the man could even let out a protest, the wolf’s mouth easily engulfed the smaller human’s frame as his head and shoulders slipped into the canine's muzzle and down his throat. Standing up Wolf tilted his head back to let the man have an easier route into his gut as the lupine quickly wolfed down the man's waist and legs
With a deep gulp, the bulge the man made in the wolf merc’s gullet quickly slide down it and into Wolf’s chest before disappearing behind it. Only to just as quickly reappear in the lupine’s gut as it bulged out from the man entering.
In only a few gulps the wolf soldier had easily swallowed the man down until only his feet remained out of the beast’s jaws. Slurping them up, Wolf gave a deep swallow as he placed his hand on the bulge traveling down his throat as if to help guide it before following it down to his belly which now bulged out half the size it did when the merc ate the two guards.
At first the man began to put up some weak struggles along with some protest but that was stopped when Wolf gave the man a few good pats.
“Easy, easy I'm not gonna digest ya. I only did this so I could carry you out easier,” Wolf said as he stifled a burp.
Gulping down some air to keep the man awake and at the same time let the man shift around some in his gut to get comfortable for the trip, Wolf then pressed down on an ear piece in his right ear to send off a call.
At first static was heard before a voice was heard on the other end.
“This is Lunar reporting in,” the voice said over the ear piece.
“Lunar, this is Alpha. I secured the target and request an extraction,” Wolf replied as he checked the whisper mic around his collar to make sure all his snacking didn't mess with it too much.
“Roger Alpha, I'll be at the LZ in t-minus fifteen minutes,” the now identified Lunar said what sounded like an engine running in the background could be heard.
“Roger,” Wolf replied before switching off the radio.
Looking down he gave his belly a few pats.
“Better hang on buddy, it may get a little bumpy,” Wolf said as he began to make his way out.
Passing the cell he threw the boar in before, Wolf grinned as he saw the still knocked out guard asleep in cell.
Letting out a light sigh, he began to make his way up the stairs only to suddenly have a flashlight shined on him followed by a quick gasp.
“HOLD IT RIGHT...AGH!!!”
Was all the new boar guard was able to get out before a silenced .45 round hit him between the eyes and dropped him.
Gritting his teeth some as he held the suppressed 1911, Wolf couldn't help but mentally berate himself for being caught like that.
Quickly climbing to the top of the steps, the canine shoved the body down the stairs and let it tumble to the bottom. He was only focused on getting out of the place which meant he didn't need to waste time on trying to cover his takedowns as much.
Heading towards the same way he entered the building as before, Wolf stopped as he peaked out a nearby window to see that security seemed to have tighten some while he was downstairs.
“Guess when those three didn't report in, they got a little nervous,” Wolf whispered to himself with a slight chuckle. “Eh I always did enjoy a challenge now and then,”
Reaching onto one of the holsters on his harness, Wolf pulled out a small block of C4.
Outside multiple boar guards were patrolling the compound with one group almost overlapping another group. Only for their silence to be cut off by a roar of an explosion as a wing of the main building was now up in flames.
“WHAT WAS THAT!?”
“FIRE!”
“IS IT THE INTRUDER!?”
“MY STUFF WAS IN THERE!”
Were one of the multiple things shouted as guards ran about trying to regain order while at the same time worked to try and put out the fire.
As they were all focused on blaze none of them noticed a slightly portly figure slipping out a window on the other side of the building and along the wall before leaving out of one of the guard entrances to the compound.
A few yards away on a small hill top, Big Wolf couldn't help but almost laugh as he watched the group still struggle to put out the fire through his binoculars, along with the fact that their prisoner had slipped out from underneath them.
As he put them away in his backpack, his ears suddenly perked up when he heard the sound of rotor blades coming towards him. Turning around Wolf looked up and grinned at the sight of what looked like dark blue and grey cameoed Osprey VTOL aircraft only with the head was shaped like a Blackhawk chopper and the tail was a single fin with a propeller that was also rotating down as the ones on the wings went up.
Hovering like a chopper the U/AV-17 Hawk began to descend and lower its landing gear, as the voice from before came over Wolf’s ear piece.
“This is Lunar I'm ready for pick up Alpha,” Lunar said with what sounded like a little bit of joy under his tone.
Grinning at the pilot’s timing Wolf quickly ran over to one side of the craft and opened the sliding hatch door and climbed in, giving a thumbs up to the pilot to let him know that he was ready for takeoff Wolf turned and shut the door behind him before grabbing a seat.
With a slight shutter the aircraft lifted off the ground and began to make its way from the area. A mechanical whir was heard the rotors on both the wings and tail switched from that of a chopper to a plane and began to pick up speed as they continued into the distance.
“Radio ahead to base and let them know that was got the VIP and that he is unharmed just like our employer wanted,” Wolf said as he gave his belly a few pats to confirm what he said.
“Roger Alpha,” the wolf pilot said with a thumbs up and chuckle.
Leaning back into his seat with a large sigh, Big Wolf began to rub his full belly as he enjoyed the full feeling he got from it for the rest of the ride back home. All the while enjoying the occasional shifts it gave with every motion from the flight.
Still just something I hope I can get off the ground and into a small series, also yes I know the emblem is the 104th unit from the army but I'm mostly just using it as a example for now.
Other then that enjoy the story and hope ya'll like it.
The Wolf Pack
By Coyote71
Disclaimer: All references to their owners.
South America
22:00
Out in the dense jungles of South America, a lone trail could be seen leading towards a well-lit compound that was heavily guarded by an army of boar anthros. Each one was armed with a rifle or shotgun along with night vision goggles looking out into the thick brush as if expecting something or someone to come out at any minute.
Out along the perimeter of the compound a patrol made up of two hogs was making its rounds around the place but at the same time seemed to be uninterested in the job they were doing.
As they passed by some bushes neither of them noticed a pair of golden eyes watching them, once they were a few feet away did a figure creep out of the brush and right behind the trailing pig guard. Before he could even let out a squeal the figure grabbed the hog’s snout and pulled him into the brush with barely a rustle as they disappeared into the shadows.
The only sound that was heard was the rustling of leaves and the clatter of the boar’s rifle hitting the ground which caught the attention of the guard in front to turn around to see what was going on. Only to see that he was all alone with no sign of his partner except for his rifle.
Looking around for a bit the hog suddenly picked up his partner’s scent and moved towards the same bushes the hog was pulled into, leaning in he gave a few sniffs before realizing there was someone else there. Before he could alert the compound a grey furred hand shot out and grabbed the boar guard before pulling him into the dense brush, with only a small squeal that was drowned out by a low snarl and other sounds from the jungle.
Inside the compound a small door that was used for guards to enter and leave for patrols opened as the shadowed figure from before slipped in and took cover behind some crates of supplies.
Peeking around the edge of the crate the figure saw a couple of guards patrolling the yard along with the occasional spot light from the guards on the walls. Keeping a close eye on the area he suddenly spotted the entrance to the compound’s main building at the far end.
To some this would seem like a difficult task to the intruder, this was best described as a warm up. Sticking close to some spaced out crates, the figure easily maneuvered around each guard patrol that passed along with ducking down at the right moment when a light shined his direction.
After a few moments of ducking and weaving between the supplies, the figure was right next to the entrance. Checking to make sure no one was looking in his direction, the infiltrator slipped into the building with barely a sound even as the door closed behind him.
Inside the compound a lone guard was keeping watch of the floor as he stood guard before a staircase that lead to the jail cells.
Feeling fatigue getting to him, the boar let out a loud yawn only to be cut off by something large and grey pressed him into the wall beside the stairs.
Looking up the boar guard paled as large grey wolf with a scar of one of his golden eyes, wearing an open olive green short sleeve army jacket, with a weapon’s harness, small backpack and cargo pants glared down at him as he pressed his full belly onto the hog pinning him perfectly to the wall.
“I’m going to make this simple, tell me where the prisoner is and I won’t let you join your two friends stewing in my gut,” the wolf growled out as his belly gave a blorp to confirm his threat.
“L-l-l-last cell at the end of the hall downstairs,” the hog whimpered out as he struggled under the furry dome.
“Thank you,” was all the canine said before grabbing the boar by his tusk and slamming his head against the wall to knock him out.
Letting the guard slide down with a low groan, the wolf quickly picked up the knocked out hog and began to carry him down to the cells with him.
Just like the boar said the lower level was a single row of prison cells, finding the first open cell the wolf tossed the guard inside before shutting it closed.
Continuing down the row of cells, the wolf made sure to glance in every cell to make sure the guard from before didn't lie to him as well to make sure there wasn't anything else he should make note of. As he searched the canine would occasionally look down at his belly as it seemed to process the two guards quickly and shrink down from a large beach ball to barely a pot belly.
It was at the last cell when the wolf found the person he was looking for, sitting in the cell was a human with a brown sack over his head and tied to a pipe hanging from the wall, his attire was that of a Red Cross field worker.
Making his way carefully to the prisoner, the canine kneeled down and pulled the bag off the man's head to reveal a bruised and tired face who looked back at him dazedly.
“Who...who are you?” The man asked hoarsely.
The wolf just stared at the man for a sec before pulling out a ID badge with the man’s face on it and gave it a close examination to be sure this was the same man in the photo.
“The name’s Big Wolf and I'm the guy who’s gonna get you out of here,” Big Wolf said as he pulled out a knife and cut the ropes.
Hearing this the man seem to give a tired but happy sigh.
“Thank you,” the man said as he fell forward some. “When this group attacked our convoy for the medical supplies, I thought it was a bad idea to send the others for help while I tried to lead them away. I'm glad it paid off,”
As the man said all this Wolf checked the man over for any other injuries but was thankful to see that everything was mostly minor.
Once he was sure that the man was okay to transport did he place both hands on the man's shoulders.
“Listen I'm going to get you out of here but to do so I'm gonna have to do something a little unorthodox,” Wolf said before looking the man in the eyes. “Understood?”
The man just nodded as all he could think about was just getting out of the horrible place.
“Good,” was all Wolf said before opening his mouth as wide as possible.
Before the man could even let out a protest, the wolf’s mouth easily engulfed the smaller human’s frame as his head and shoulders slipped into the canine's muzzle and down his throat. Standing up Wolf tilted his head back to let the man have an easier route into his gut as the lupine quickly wolfed down the man's waist and legs
With a deep gulp, the bulge the man made in the wolf merc’s gullet quickly slide down it and into Wolf’s chest before disappearing behind it. Only to just as quickly reappear in the lupine’s gut as it bulged out from the man entering.
In only a few gulps the wolf soldier had easily swallowed the man down until only his feet remained out of the beast’s jaws. Slurping them up, Wolf gave a deep swallow as he placed his hand on the bulge traveling down his throat as if to help guide it before following it down to his belly which now bulged out half the size it did when the merc ate the two guards.
At first the man began to put up some weak struggles along with some protest but that was stopped when Wolf gave the man a few good pats.
“Easy, easy I'm not gonna digest ya. I only did this so I could carry you out easier,” Wolf said as he stifled a burp.
Gulping down some air to keep the man awake and at the same time let the man shift around some in his gut to get comfortable for the trip, Wolf then pressed down on an ear piece in his right ear to send off a call.
At first static was heard before a voice was heard on the other end.
“This is Lunar reporting in,” the voice said over the ear piece.
“Lunar, this is Alpha. I secured the target and request an extraction,” Wolf replied as he checked the whisper mic around his collar to make sure all his snacking didn't mess with it too much.
“Roger Alpha, I'll be at the LZ in t-minus fifteen minutes,” the now identified Lunar said what sounded like an engine running in the background could be heard.
“Roger,” Wolf replied before switching off the radio.
Looking down he gave his belly a few pats.
“Better hang on buddy, it may get a little bumpy,” Wolf said as he began to make his way out.
Passing the cell he threw the boar in before, Wolf grinned as he saw the still knocked out guard asleep in cell.
Letting out a light sigh, he began to make his way up the stairs only to suddenly have a flashlight shined on him followed by a quick gasp.
“HOLD IT RIGHT...AGH!!!”
Was all the new boar guard was able to get out before a silenced .45 round hit him between the eyes and dropped him.
Gritting his teeth some as he held the suppressed 1911, Wolf couldn't help but mentally berate himself for being caught like that.
Quickly climbing to the top of the steps, the canine shoved the body down the stairs and let it tumble to the bottom. He was only focused on getting out of the place which meant he didn't need to waste time on trying to cover his takedowns as much.
Heading towards the same way he entered the building as before, Wolf stopped as he peaked out a nearby window to see that security seemed to have tighten some while he was downstairs.
“Guess when those three didn't report in, they got a little nervous,” Wolf whispered to himself with a slight chuckle. “Eh I always did enjoy a challenge now and then,”
Reaching onto one of the holsters on his harness, Wolf pulled out a small block of C4.
Outside multiple boar guards were patrolling the compound with one group almost overlapping another group. Only for their silence to be cut off by a roar of an explosion as a wing of the main building was now up in flames.
“WHAT WAS THAT!?”
“FIRE!”
“IS IT THE INTRUDER!?”
“MY STUFF WAS IN THERE!”
Were one of the multiple things shouted as guards ran about trying to regain order while at the same time worked to try and put out the fire.
As they were all focused on blaze none of them noticed a slightly portly figure slipping out a window on the other side of the building and along the wall before leaving out of one of the guard entrances to the compound.
A few yards away on a small hill top, Big Wolf couldn't help but almost laugh as he watched the group still struggle to put out the fire through his binoculars, along with the fact that their prisoner had slipped out from underneath them.
As he put them away in his backpack, his ears suddenly perked up when he heard the sound of rotor blades coming towards him. Turning around Wolf looked up and grinned at the sight of what looked like dark blue and grey cameoed Osprey VTOL aircraft only with the head was shaped like a Blackhawk chopper and the tail was a single fin with a propeller that was also rotating down as the ones on the wings went up.
Hovering like a chopper the U/AV-17 Hawk began to descend and lower its landing gear, as the voice from before came over Wolf’s ear piece.
“This is Lunar I'm ready for pick up Alpha,” Lunar said with what sounded like a little bit of joy under his tone.
Grinning at the pilot’s timing Wolf quickly ran over to one side of the craft and opened the sliding hatch door and climbed in, giving a thumbs up to the pilot to let him know that he was ready for takeoff Wolf turned and shut the door behind him before grabbing a seat.
With a slight shutter the aircraft lifted off the ground and began to make its way from the area. A mechanical whir was heard the rotors on both the wings and tail switched from that of a chopper to a plane and began to pick up speed as they continued into the distance.
“Radio ahead to base and let them know that was got the VIP and that he is unharmed just like our employer wanted,” Wolf said as he gave his belly a few pats to confirm what he said.
“Roger Alpha,” the wolf pilot said with a thumbs up and chuckle.
Leaning back into his seat with a large sigh, Big Wolf began to rub his full belly as he enjoyed the full feeling he got from it for the rest of the ride back home. All the while enjoying the occasional shifts it gave with every motion from the flight.
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