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Another short story I wrote, if anything 2 of 3 I've been sitting on these mostly trying to decide when or if to post them. Anyway Braul once taking it away as he gets pulled into a little competition on his travels.
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Winner Take All
In small out of the way bar on the outskirts of town, the usual chatter of bar goers, bikers, and music could be heard going through out the place as folks enjoyed their evening one way or another.
In the back near some pool tables and dart boards, loud grunts could be heard as one table was being used for arm wrestling competitions but instead of the usual bragging rights or money being betted the stakes were a little higher.
On one side of the table sat the Lion King of the Road, Braul as he kept a hard sneer on his face as he faced off against his opponent. A large muscle gutted bear decked out in his own biker fatigue, glared back as he tried to over power the lion.
At the moment it seemed as though the bear was winning as he slowly began to move Braul's arm to the table.
“Remember the bet kitty...winner eats the loser,” the bear grunted out with a chuckle.
“Oh don't worry,” Braul said with a grin just before he suddenly seem to gain strength from nowhere and slammed the bear's hand to the otherside of the table. “I remember,”
Both seeing and feeling the lose, the bear could only gap in shock as what seemed like a easy win suddenly turned into a devastating loss.
“But...but how?!” Was all the bear could say before he was grabbed by his jacket collar and pulled right into Braul's licking lips.
“A deals, a deals teddy now time to pay up,”
Before the bear could even shout or squirm away he was suddenly shoved into Braul's mouth with a loud wet slurp. With a couple of quick slurps all but the ursine’s leather clad legs could be seen kicking out of the lion’s jaws before they were slurped up and packed into his mouth.
Swishing the bear from cheek to cheek, Braul murred at the grizzly’s taste before tilting his head back and gulping. The large bulge the bear made squeezed it's way down his throat as the muffled shouts from said meal could be heard as he slid his way down the golden furred tube before landing in the furry dome with a wet slosh.
Patting his belly in content, Braul let out a belch as he picked his teeth a little before setting himself up for the next one to challenge him.
Looking up the leo saw a large muscular minotaur give a loud snort as he pulled up a chair and set his arm up for the next game.
Seeing this Braul grinned as he felt his belly give a loud gurgle signaling that it was ready for more meals tonight.
A little after midnight as the place began to wind down, Braul stumbled a little out of bar with belly that was almost as big as he was.
“A bear, a bull, a skunk, a rhino, and a doberman... UUUUUURRRRRRPPPPPP!!!! I really overdid it this time,” he said before letting out a hiccup.
Wobbling over to his bike the lion sat down with a sigh as he rubbed over the golden brown orb that hung down below his knees.
“Probably should let this churn down some before I try to ride,” he mumbled to himself before his belly seem to give a loud gurgle in response to the comment. “Definitely should let it shrink some,”
All characters, items, and objects to their owners.
Cover image © to it's owner.
Winner Take All
In small out of the way bar on the outskirts of town, the usual chatter of bar goers, bikers, and music could be heard going through out the place as folks enjoyed their evening one way or another.
In the back near some pool tables and dart boards, loud grunts could be heard as one table was being used for arm wrestling competitions but instead of the usual bragging rights or money being betted the stakes were a little higher.
On one side of the table sat the Lion King of the Road, Braul as he kept a hard sneer on his face as he faced off against his opponent. A large muscle gutted bear decked out in his own biker fatigue, glared back as he tried to over power the lion.
At the moment it seemed as though the bear was winning as he slowly began to move Braul's arm to the table.
“Remember the bet kitty...winner eats the loser,” the bear grunted out with a chuckle.
“Oh don't worry,” Braul said with a grin just before he suddenly seem to gain strength from nowhere and slammed the bear's hand to the otherside of the table. “I remember,”
Both seeing and feeling the lose, the bear could only gap in shock as what seemed like a easy win suddenly turned into a devastating loss.
“But...but how?!” Was all the bear could say before he was grabbed by his jacket collar and pulled right into Braul's licking lips.
“A deals, a deals teddy now time to pay up,”
Before the bear could even shout or squirm away he was suddenly shoved into Braul's mouth with a loud wet slurp. With a couple of quick slurps all but the ursine’s leather clad legs could be seen kicking out of the lion’s jaws before they were slurped up and packed into his mouth.
Swishing the bear from cheek to cheek, Braul murred at the grizzly’s taste before tilting his head back and gulping. The large bulge the bear made squeezed it's way down his throat as the muffled shouts from said meal could be heard as he slid his way down the golden furred tube before landing in the furry dome with a wet slosh.
Patting his belly in content, Braul let out a belch as he picked his teeth a little before setting himself up for the next one to challenge him.
Looking up the leo saw a large muscular minotaur give a loud snort as he pulled up a chair and set his arm up for the next game.
Seeing this Braul grinned as he felt his belly give a loud gurgle signaling that it was ready for more meals tonight.
A little after midnight as the place began to wind down, Braul stumbled a little out of bar with belly that was almost as big as he was.
“A bear, a bull, a skunk, a rhino, and a doberman... UUUUUURRRRRRPPPPPP!!!! I really overdid it this time,” he said before letting out a hiccup.
Wobbling over to his bike the lion sat down with a sigh as he rubbed over the golden brown orb that hung down below his knees.
“Probably should let this churn down some before I try to ride,” he mumbled to himself before his belly seem to give a loud gurgle in response to the comment. “Definitely should let it shrink some,”
Category Story / Vore
Species Lion
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