9 to 5 (Vore Story)
A commission for Patorikkusan! Some classic OV, with lots of description and intimacy~Like my writing? Want to support my work? Buy me a snack!Or, pledge to my Patreon and get access to all my stories 3 days early, along with a host of other benefits!-"Honey, I'm home..."Robin said that familiar phrase once again as he walked through the door into his apartment after a long day of work. It was directed towards his boyfriend, Patorikku, a green stay-at-home wolf. Usually the wolf already had dinner started or prepared by now, so Robin was surprised to see nothing laid out. He walked up to the green wolf, giving him a hug and a kiss before starting to talk. "Ordering out tonight?"Patorikku just laughed a little bit. "Oh, hun, you must be really tired if you didn't know today was Thursday..." Robin's eyes immediately lit up as he heard "Thursday" in combination with "dinner" (at least, dinner was implied). Thursday was the day of the week that Patorikku offered himself up as dinner for his boyfriend - an experience both of them enjoyed! Robin loved the feeling of a squirming meal, and Patorikku loved the idea of being nutrition for the coyote he loved so much...It was casual at this point. Robin would get home, the two would cuddle some, and then Patorikku would disappear down his boyfriend's gullet. Then they would do the same thing the next week. Not only was it sensual, it was cost-effective: didn't need to make dinner the next day! "Sooooo, how do you wanna do it this time?~" Patorikku teased, leaning into his boyfriend to give him a biiig smooch (and a sampling of his taste!).Robin thought about it for a while. Long and hard. Eventually he just said, "Honestly, I'm really tired. I think I just wanna have dinner and go to bed..."It disappointed Patorikku just a little bit. Usually they spiced things up a bit. But, in perspective, they hadn't had a "normal" Thursday dinner like this in a while. So actually, the change was welcome! Patorikku watched in mute anticipation as Robin's jaws parted wide, strands of drool snapping in the coyote's mouth as the cavern continued to open. Thinking about how his boyfriend must have been drooling for it to be that wet inside his mouth only made the wolf blush even more as he poked his snout into his boyfriend's own, taking a deep whiff of the belly stink that was wafting up from the back of Robin's throat. Mostly acidic - that meant he was hungry...Robin got a firm grip of his boyfriend's sides as he gradually closed his snout around Patorikku's, encasing most of the wolf's head in his jaws. His tongue undulated underneath Patorikku's jaw, starting to move and slurp and lick across various parts of the wolf's head as more of it was gradually fed into Robin's hungry maw. Patorikku always had such a unique taste that Robin absolutely LOVED, so the wolf was guaranteed to end up soaked with drool before he started the journey down the coyote's throat. Today was no different. Pat's fur was quickly matted down with the stuff, everything above his neck getting soaked in slimy spit as Robin sucked on his head like a piece of hard candy!While Robin was taking his time chewing the scenery (and his boyfriend), every motion he made was still keeping with the eventual goal of sending Pat down his gullet. His tongue slowly and gently guided the wolf's snout towards the back of his mouth, chuckling as he felt Pat's nose poking up against his uvula, almost feeling like he was nudging himself deeper - which Robin definitely wouldn't say no to! He continued to feed more of Pat into his mouth, his lips working down the wolf's neck and coming to the roadblock that was the wolf's shoulders. Broad, and a pain in the ass to gulp down - but the coyote had done it many times before. This was usually the perfect amount of Pat in his mouth to get a nice, deep swallow going; and after a few misfires, Robin felt his gullet yawn open and suck in his lover's head with a thick, wet glrrrrrk!.So satisfying. It always was. Feeling his tight throat walls expand, feeling Pat's gentle, yet arousing wiggles in his gullet, it always sent Robin into a feeding frenzy. The coyote's mouth hung open as he worked his lips around Patorikku's broad shoulders, the wolf scrunching up somewhat to make it easier for his boyfriend to work him down, drool practically flooding down Robin's chest as he continued to feed. It was a bit messier than it usually was, but Robin was just so damn starving...he could clean up all his drool later. For now, he needed to get his boyfriend curled up in his gut, and fast! As Pat scrunched up some more, Robin's lips gradually slipped over his shoulders, Robin opening his jaws and snapping forward to snatch up a few more inches of wolf in his maw before gulping again, feeling those shoulders bump up against the back of his throat.The coyote's tongue started to explore some more, dragging up and down his boyfriend's chest, slipping underneath the collar of his shirt to get more of his boyfriend's flavor instead of the flavor of his clothing. He could feel Pat squirming more in his throat as he did so, making him giggle a bit with the realization that he was tickling his boyfriend! The coyote tossed his head back as his jaws continued moving down Pat's chest, Robin able to feed a lot faster now that he had about of his boyfriend contained in his gullet. Wet gulps continued to echo throughout their apartment as Robin picked up the pace, a few inches of Pat disappearing into Robin's maw with every rippling swallow. Peristalsis got a hold of the wolf and wouldn't let go, resulting in Pat making his way further into his boyfriend even when Robin wasn't swallowing!Robin let out a satisfied sigh as he felt his boyfriend filling out his throat, the wolf's snout just starting to poke into his hungry, impatient belly, which rumbled in appreciation as it was finally given the meal it had been waiting so long for. But the job was nowhere near finished for the coyote - no, he still had a pair of wiggling legs and a delicious waist to slurp down! Robin pursed his lips, sucking inward and pulling in Pat's kicking paws like spaghetti noodles, rubbing his tongue over the new, tasty flesh that had just been introduced to his mouth, especially those delectable thighs. Ugh, why did his boyfriend have to have an end! The coyote swore he could spend all day filling himself with the savory flavor of wolf if he had the opportunity to...But, food was food, and food needed to be finished off. Robin was more than eager to finish up his meal, the coyote patting his gut lightly as he felt more of Patorikku sinking into it, the wolf starting to curl up nice and tight inside his boyfriend's snug belly. The walls were already undulating, more than ready to start pressing and churning away against the meal they were given, a copious amount of bubbly stomach juices collected at the bottom, ready to be put into action at any moment. Pat could only wiggle his toes as he felt his calves and ankles slipping past Robin's lips, knowing that in just a few seconds, the final swallow that would trap him in his boyfriend's belly would come to fruition.Robin spent a bit of time playing with Pat's toes as his lips and tongue closed around them. He could feel the wolf squirming away in his belly with every lick he gave them - knowing he was tickling him made Robin chuckle once more. He had all the control, all the power at this point - all he would need to do is tip his head back and let out one last, lazy swallow, and Pat would be all his. The coyote's gut was already swollen considerably as Patorikku curled up inside, but as Robin did just that, drool dribbling down his lips as the final rippling glrrrrrk made the wolf's tasty feet nothing more than a bulge in his throat, quickly sinking deep into the coyote's digestive tract.The coyote let out a long, satisfied sigh as he completed his meal, hefting his swollen stomach up and letting it flop back down, the full gut letting out a wonderful slrrsh as Robin did so. "Delicious as always, Pat~" the coyote teased, giving his gut a few proud slaps as he waddled into the apartment's living room. Robin was used to having to throw around a little extra weight, but it was still difficult to do without falling over - especially when your meal was kicking and squirming so much! The movement forced more than one rumbling belch out of Robin's jaws as he lumbered his way over to the couch, the coyote licking his lips in triumph as he plopped his fat rear down on the couch.For a moment, Robin just laid there in pure, predatory bliss, feeling so full and bloated that he knew he wasn't going to be moving from this spot for at least the next six hours. Inside his roaring, churning stomach, Pat was still squirming and kicking away, rubbing at the soft, yet strong walls around him, completely enveloped on all sides by the coyote he loved so much. He could hear everything: the thumping of Robin's heart, the grumbling of his digestive tract, the steady yet strong breathing, every shift the coyote made...it was all so wonderful. It surrounded him entirely, in a way that was indescribable to anyone unless they were sharing Robin's belly with the wolf. Truly an amazing and unique experience every time...Although Pat could already feel the tingling starting to spread in his extremities. Being digested was never overtly painful, although the wolf sometimes found the process a bit uncomfortable. It seemed like sometimes the feeling allowed him to become even more immersed in his surroundings, while other times, it took him out of it. Right now it wasn't really doing much for him, but he knew Robin absolutely loved the feeling (and the sounds) of his gut starting to get to work, and that was all he needed to get nice and snug in the coyote's tight, lurching gut...HUUuuuuuOOooorrrraaaAAAA-AAAAaaaahhHHHhhhrrrrpppp...Robin's whole body shivered as that massive, unbelievably satisfying belch rumbled up from his gut and out of his jaws, a copious amount of spittle accompanying it. The coyote smacked his lips afterwards, taking in the flavors that had wafted up the back of his throat. "Hmm...you still taste pretty good on the way back up~" the coyote teased as he thumped his belly a few times, noticing that the evacuation of air he'd just performed had made it quite a bit tighter in there (something Pat definitely noticed as well!). He could feel Pat squirming a bit in response to the tease, but he could already tell that the wolf was starting to become...goopier. Maybe not literally, but in terms of movement, it definitely felt like the wolf was trying to move around in a thick, molasses-like belly soup. And it was only going to get thicker.The coyote yawned deeply, a small second belch coming up as he did so. He flopped over onto his side, feeling his gut slosh around like he had drank several gallons of water as he did so. Swallowing his boyfriend like this always took so much energy out of the both of them - and what better way to reclaim the energy Robin had lost then with a long, satisfying, thorough digestion? He could feel his gut getting slightly lighter with every deep breath he took as he started to doze off, knowing that his boyfriend would soon be nothing but a thick, nutritious soup coursing its way through the coyote's bowels...
?"Honey, I'm home..."
Robin said that familiar phrase once again as he walked through the door into his apartment after a long day of work. It was directed towards his boyfriend, Patorikku, a green stay-at-home wolf. Usually the wolf already had dinner started or prepared by now, so Robin was surprised to see nothing laid out. He walked up to the green wolf, giving him a hug and a kiss before starting to talk. "Ordering out tonight?"
Patorikku just laughed a little bit. "Oh, hun, you must be *really* tired if you didn't know today was Thursday..." Robin's eyes immediately lit up as he heard "Thursday" in combination with "dinner" (at least, dinner was implied). Thursday was the day of the week that Patorikku offered himself up as dinner for his boyfriend - an experience both of them enjoyed! Robin loved the feeling of a squirming meal, and Patorikku loved the idea of being nutrition for the coyote he loved so much...
It was casual at this point. Robin would get home, the two would cuddle some, and then Patorikku would disappear down his boyfriend's gullet. Then they would do the same thing the next week. Not only was it sensual, it was cost-effective: didn't need to make dinner the next day! "Sooooo, how do you wanna do it this time?~" Patorikku teased, leaning into his boyfriend to give him a biiig smooch (and a sampling of his taste!).
Robin thought about it for a while. Long and hard. Eventually he just said, "Honestly, I'm really tired. I think I just wanna have dinner and go to bed..."
It disappointed Patorikku just a little bit. Usually they spiced things up a bit. But, in perspective, they hadn't had a "normal" Thursday dinner like this in a while. So actually, the change was welcome! Patorikku watched in mute anticipation as Robin's jaws parted wide, strands of drool snapping in the coyote's mouth as the cavern continued to open. Thinking about how his boyfriend must have been drooling for it to be that wet inside his mouth only made the wolf blush even more as he poked his snout into his boyfriend's own, taking a deep whiff of the belly stink that was wafting up from the back of Robin's throat. Mostly acidic - that meant he was hungry...
Robin got a firm grip of his boyfriend's sides as he gradually closed his snout around Patorikku's, encasing most of the wolf's head in his jaws. His tongue undulated underneath Patorikku's jaw, starting to move and slurp and lick across various parts of the wolf's head as more of it was gradually fed into Robin's hungry maw. Patorikku always had such a unique taste that Robin absolutely LOVED, so the wolf was guaranteed to end up soaked with drool before he started the journey down the coyote's throat. Today was no different. Pat's fur was quickly matted down with the stuff, everything above his neck getting soaked in slimy spit as Robin sucked on his head like a piece of hard candy!
While Robin was taking his time chewing the scenery (and his boyfriend), every motion he made was still keeping with the eventual goal of sending Pat down his gullet. His tongue slowly and gently guided the wolf's snout towards the back of his mouth, chuckling as he felt Pat's nose poking up against his uvula, almost feeling like he was nudging himself deeper - which Robin definitely wouldn't say no to! He continued to feed more of Pat into his mouth, his lips working down the wolf's neck and coming to the roadblock that was the wolf's shoulders. Broad, and a pain in the ass to gulp down - but the coyote had done it many times before. This was usually the perfect amount of Pat in his mouth to get a nice, deep swallow going; and after a few misfires, Robin felt his gullet yawn open and suck in his lover's head with a thick, wet *glrrrrrk!*.
So satisfying. It always was. Feeling his tight throat walls expand, feeling Pat's gentle, yet arousing wiggles in his gullet, it always sent Robin into a feeding frenzy. The coyote's mouth hung open as he worked his lips around Patorikku's broad shoulders, the wolf scrunching up somewhat to make it easier for his boyfriend to work him down, drool practically flooding down Robin's chest as he continued to feed. It was a bit messier than it usually was, but Robin was just so damn starving...he could clean up all his drool later. For now, he needed to get his boyfriend curled up in his gut, and fast! As Pat scrunched up some more, Robin's lips gradually slipped over his shoulders, Robin opening his jaws and snapping forward to snatch up a few more inches of wolf in his maw before gulping again, feeling those shoulders bump up against the back of his throat.
The coyote's tongue started to explore some more, dragging up and down his boyfriend's chest, slipping underneath the collar of his shirt to get more of his boyfriend's flavor instead of the flavor of his clothing. He could feel Pat squirming more in his throat as he did so, making him giggle a bit with the realization that he was tickling his boyfriend! The coyote tossed his head back as his jaws continued moving down Pat's chest, Robin able to feed a lot faster now that he had about of his boyfriend contained in his gullet. Wet gulps continued to echo throughout their apartment as Robin picked up the pace, a few inches of Pat disappearing into Robin's maw with every rippling swallow. Peristalsis got a hold of the wolf and wouldn't let go, resulting in Pat making his way further into his boyfriend even when Robin wasn't swallowing!
Robin let out a satisfied sigh as he felt his boyfriend filling out his throat, the wolf's snout just starting to poke into his hungry, impatient belly, which rumbled in appreciation as it was finally given the meal it had been waiting so long for. But the job was nowhere near finished for the coyote - no, he still had a pair of wiggling legs and a delicious waist to slurp down! Robin pursed his lips, sucking inward and pulling in Pat's kicking paws like spaghetti noodles, rubbing his tongue over the new, tasty flesh that had just been introduced to his mouth, especially those delectable thighs. Ugh, why did his boyfriend have to have an end! The coyote swore he could spend all day filling himself with the savory flavor of wolf if he had the opportunity to...
But, food was food, and food needed to be finished off. Robin was more than eager to finish up his meal, the coyote patting his gut lightly as he felt more of Patorikku sinking into it, the wolf starting to curl up nice and tight inside his boyfriend's snug belly. The walls were already undulating, more than ready to start pressing and churning away against the meal they were given, a copious amount of bubbly stomach juices collected at the bottom, ready to be put into action at any moment. Pat could only wiggle his toes as he felt his calves and ankles slipping past Robin's lips, knowing that in just a few seconds, the final swallow that would trap him in his boyfriend's belly would come to fruition.
Robin spent a bit of time playing with Pat's toes as his lips and tongue closed around them. He could feel the wolf squirming away in his belly with every lick he gave them - knowing he was tickling him made Robin chuckle once more. He had all the control, all the power at this point - all he would need to do is tip his head back and let out one last, lazy swallow, and Pat would be all his. The coyote's gut was already swollen considerably as Patorikku curled up inside, but as Robin did just that, drool dribbling down his lips as the final rippling *glrrrrrk* made the wolf's tasty feet nothing more than a bulge in his throat, quickly sinking deep into the coyote's digestive tract.
The coyote let out a long, satisfied sigh as he completed his meal, hefting his swollen stomach up and letting it flop back down, the full gut letting out a wonderful *slrrsh* as Robin did so. "Delicious as always, Pat~" the coyote teased, giving his gut a few proud slaps as he waddled into the apartment's living room. Robin was used to having to throw around a little extra weight, but it was still difficult to do without falling over - especially when your meal was kicking and squirming so much! The movement forced more than one rumbling belch out of Robin's jaws as he lumbered his way over to the couch, the coyote licking his lips in triumph as he plopped his fat rear down on the couch.
For a moment, Robin just laid there in pure, predatory bliss, feeling so full and bloated that he knew he wasn't going to be moving from this spot for at least the next six hours. Inside his roaring, churning stomach, Pat was still squirming and kicking away, rubbing at the soft, yet strong walls around him, completely enveloped on all sides by the coyote he loved so much. He could hear everything: the thumping of Robin's heart, the grumbling of his digestive tract, the steady yet strong breathing, every shift the coyote made...it was all so wonderful. It surrounded him entirely, in a way that was indescribable to anyone unless they were sharing Robin's belly with the wolf. Truly an amazing and unique experience every time...
Although Pat could already feel the tingling starting to spread in his extremities. Being digested was never overtly painful, although the wolf sometimes found the process a bit uncomfortable. It seemed like sometimes the feeling allowed him to become even more immersed in his surroundings, while other times, it took him out of it. Right now it wasn't really doing much for him, but he knew Robin absolutely loved the feeling (and the sounds) of his gut starting to get to work, and that was all he needed to get nice and snug in the coyote's tight, lurching gut...
*HUUuuuuuOOooorrrraaaAAAA-AAAAaaaahhHHHhhhrrrrpppp...*
Robin's whole body shivered as that massive, unbelievably satisfying belch rumbled up from his gut and out of his jaws, a copious amount of spittle accompanying it. The coyote smacked his lips afterwards, taking in the flavors that had wafted up the back of his throat. "Hmm...you still taste pretty good on the way back up~" the coyote teased as he thumped his belly a few times, noticing that the evacuation of air he'd just performed had made it quite a bit tighter in there (something Pat definitely noticed as well!). He could feel Pat squirming a bit in response to the tease, but he could already tell that the wolf was starting to become...goopier. Maybe not literally, but in terms of movement, it definitely felt like the wolf was trying to move around in a thick, molasses-like belly soup. And it was only going to get thicker.
The coyote yawned deeply, a small second belch coming up as he did so. He flopped over onto his side, feeling his gut slosh around like he had drank several gallons of water as he did so. Swallowing his boyfriend like this always took so much energy out of the both of them - and what better way to reclaim the energy Robin had lost then with a long, satisfying, thorough digestion? He could feel his gut getting slightly lighter with every deep breath he took as he started to doze off, knowing that his boyfriend would soon be nothing but a thick, nutritious soup coursing its way through the coyote's bowels...