Turnabout is Wolf's Play
#8 of Vore
Turnabout is Wolf's Play by: Berserkerb
"There we are, nice and secure," Berserker chimed as he locked the cuffs to Emmy's wrists. The emerald and gray wolf tried to slip the cuffs off, but his hyon master had secured them tight.
Emmy groaned and whined, shaking the leash attached to his collar. "But Berserker, I swear I won't do it again!" He continued to whine, despite the hyon paying him no mind. Berserker sat down on the bed, leaning on his arms, and spreading his legs so Emmy could see the raging hard-on he was sporting.
"You know the rules, Emmy. You broke them, and now you end up as my dinner." He licked his lips, sizing up the wolf before him like one would a piece of meat. "Now get that plump ass on my cock while I'm still in the mood to plow you." He barked the order, and Emmy scurried to him in a hurry. The hyon took hold of Emmy's leash and pulled him close, forcing the wolf to press lips with him. Both closed their eyes, moaning into the passionate kiss. Berserker wrapped his other arm around the wolf, and pulled him in close, pressing chest to chest.
Emmy shuddered under the passionate kiss, always the sucker for the quick love scene. But their lips parted soon, too soon, and the wolf instead found something new pressing against him. Berserker's dripping cock pushed roughly into his hole, spreading him without warning. "Ye-ah! B-Berserker, please be gentle." Berserker smirked and did just the opposite. He pulled Emmy down over his cock, hard. The wolf howled from the pain, and did his best to fight the tears. He glared at the hyon, his so called master, with a red hot gaze.
"Oh, we can't have you looking at me like that," the hyon sang. He eased Emmy back, leaning him at a comfortable angle. Then, like a bucking bronco, Berserker laid into the wolf's ass like a Viking upon a village. His shaft rammed in and out of the wolf's hole, penetrating deep with each bounce. "Gah! Just as tight as ever," he said through gritted fangs.
Emmy arched his back, leaning his head back and grunted each time Berserker bounced him up and down like a big, plump toy. He eased one eye open, watching the hyon's movements. He knew when it would come, when Berserker would try and devour him. He had seen it done to so many others, and always at that time.
Berserker did not notice Emmy's gaze. He was far too busy humping the cute wolf, imaging him wiggling around in his belly, whining like a baby while he digested. He started going faster now; the bed squeaked and shuddered beneath them. He pulled one paw back to lean on, using the leash to keep Emmy secure. He could feel his orgasm rising, feel the heat from his balls surging through his shaft. "Oh yes!" he roared. "I'm comin-"
Emmy surged forward, clamping his jaws over Berserker's head just as he started releasing his seed into the wolf's body. It was the only moment Berserker would be vulnerable, the moment he came, which was a mere second before he always shoved his jaws over his meals' heads. Emmy had caught him, and now it was time for revenge. The wolf gulped quickly, knowing the shock would wear off soon. He hurried to get Berserker's shoulders in his maw, but something stopped him. He gulped hard, but the hyon's head would not go down his throat. It was then he realized that the collar was in the way. He could feel Berserker growing restless, coming to grips with what had happened. He gave one, massive, desperate gulp.
The leather collar tore in half, and Berserker's head, and even his shoulders, slid quickly into Emmy's gullet. The wolf nearly cried at his good fortune, but stopped and continued working over his meal. Without the use of his arms, he had to use the bed to help press the hyon in. He stood swiftly, pulling the cock out of his ass with a pop, white hyon seed dripping down his leg. His focus was only on Berserker, and after taking a huge breath, he shoved his whole top half down over Berserker; and, heaving with all his might, pulled the hyon off the bed, and into the air.
Berserker was no longer in shock over the situation, but at the point there was little he could do but flail about. There were some muffled screams coming from the facial bulges in the wolf's belly, but like Berserker always had done, Emmy ignored them. He felt less hurried now, with his former master - now meal - only able to wiggle about, his paws lodges tightly inside Emmy's throat. He took a moment to savor the hyon's drenched cock, which was oddly still outside his sheath, though somewhat limp at this point. He felt the hyon stiffen as the rough tongue explored the tender shaft, and Emmy felt a sense of control that he had never felt before.
As he had little practice eating furs whole, Emmy's jaws were starting to tire. He wished he could savor the moment longer, taste the forbidden flavors just a few minutes longer, but his aching mouth would not allow it. He groaned to himself as he hurried along, slurping down Berserker's legs like two, thick jerky sticks. He slammed his jaws shut (much to his relief), over his former master's toes, and sent the hyon on a one way trip to a tightly filled acid sac.
Emmy plopped his butt on the bed and watched as Berserker struggled around in his tight, new prison. "How does it feel to be the one without power?" he mocked to his wiggling gut. "How do you like being inside a stomach, being nothing more than food for a hungry predator?" He then gave a loud belch, which shook the bed. Of course, Berserker did not respond, though the jiggling gut gave a gurgle and a lurch. Emmy smiled in triumph and went to stretch his arms. It was then he realized...Berserker was still holding the key to his cuffs! He looked down at his bloated belly, and could swear he saw a grin on the contours around Berserker's face. "Oh shit!"
THE END