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Big Bad Dad

A fanfiction by: Full Moon Fanfictions

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~Note From Author~

Warning!!! This work of fiction contains themes such as vorarephilia, male pregnancy, captivity, age reversion to infantilism, memory wiping, and rebirth.

Thank you all for being so patient for my next story! It's been quite a while since I made one. I've never made one of this particular type before, but the challenge felt so rewarding! I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I did writing it.

~ Jules

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Everyone knows that venturing into the woods by oneself can be a dangerous journey. However, sometimes one must brave the perilous venues of life to get to their destination. As a deer, danger wasn't a foreign concept to Stix. Quite often, he was thankful for his black and grey fur that allowed him to hide should he need to, and the fact that his antlers were quite small. His bright yellow eyes, however, were a beacon for those able to see their way through the inky blackness of the deep woodland.

"I can't believe I missed the bus home..." the deer muttered to himself softly, eyes scanning the area for potential threats. "I know I'm not supposed to be here by myself but how bad could it be, right? Right." Stix nodded, talking himself into venturing ever onward, hoping to cut a path through the dense forest. It was the most direct route, for sure, but there were many rumors circulating of a large predator in the area. It hadn't harmed anyone yet, but the community was on alert. Never letting his guard down, the small cervine could only keep going at a steady pace and hope he didn't have to break out in a sprint. With all of the uneven ground, swirling roots, and unpredictable low-hanging branches around every corner, he'd surely be caught up to in no time. With no other alternative to get home before dark, he set out, wrapping his red hood around his shoulders and head, wishing at this point it was any other less-revealing color.

After around fifteen minutes straight of walking at the same speed walking pace, Stix began to tire, slowing down to catch his breath on a nearby tree stump. Other than the occasional bird call or breeze, there was nothing more than an eerie silence that enveloped the area. Taking a moment of respite, the deer boy let out a sigh of relief.

"I dunno what I was so worried about. This place isn't so bad after all! Kind of relaxing once you realize you're alone out here." Stix said aloud, finally allowing himself to take in the shaded beauty around him. "Alright...so if I keep heading straight, I should make it home before da-!" A sudden ear-splitting crack caused his ears to jolt upright and made his entire body stiffen in alarm. "W-What was that...? H...Hello? Please be only a rabbit..." Stix slowly got to his hooves and scanned the immediate area, trying to figure out where the sound came from, but there were no other audible queues of another being. "Heh, maybe it was just a branch falling off a tree or something." He turned to head along the path again, only to end up smacking something full-force, muzzle-first. "Ack! O-ow..." The young male looked up, realizing for the first time that he'd never truly been alone. He had just essentially headbutted a large, muscular wolfman in the abs. A quick evaluation of this new person, made Stix sincerely hope he was a good samaritan about to escort him home, but something in the back of his mind screamed for him to bolt in fear. As soon as he took a step back, however, a strong paw clasped itself over his right shoulder.

"Hey there, what's the rush, little one?" A deep, masculine voice came from the large grey wolf. He towered over the small deer, an adonis of fur and muscle. "Don't be afraid, boy. I won't hurt you." Stix began to relax a bit at that statement and smiled up at the wolf.

"Thank goodness...I thought you were the predator everyone's been warning me about for a second there. Nice to meet you, sir. I'm Stix. What's your name?" The older wolf just grinned and flashed a few fangs. The relief the deer boy felt before was suddenly replaced with dread. A part of him realized that he wouldn't be walking away from this unscathed, if at all. This man probably knew the woods much better than he did, and he was already within his unyielding grasp.

"You can call me...Dad." The canid chuckled and narrowed his eyes in a confident gesture. "By the way, don't think I didn't catch you staring at my abs, kiddo. You like what you see, huh?" Stix's muzzle flushed a bit red at the sudden realization he had actually been staring at the wolf's bare chest. It wasn't intentional - it was literally all he could see at the moment due to their difference in size - but he couldn't deny it'd caught his eye.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-!" He was stopped by a digit pressed gently against his lips.

"Shh, no need to apologize! It's only natural for a tenant to want to get a preview of their new home, right?"

"Huh? Tenant...? Home...? W-Wait, you're not going to eat me, are you?!" Stix began to panic and wiggle in the wolf's grasp, only amusing him more.

"Well, yes and no. You see, it's been a while since I saw my last cub, and I've gotten a little lonely. I need someone to take care of, and after seeing such a cutie in my woods, I just couldn't pass up the opportunity! Now, how about a little tour of the guest suite?" Stix struggled as best he could, but was no match for the grip of the wolfman, who took his free paw and slid the red hood off of his target. "Oh, this? Just a little trophy. Don't worry, you'll grow into it someday, kiddo!" Before he could process what was happening, Stix was yanked into the air off his hooves and shoved face-first into the awaiting maw of the large canine, getting a face full of slobbery tongue.

"Agh! W-Wait!! No, please, DON'T!" His muffled cries didn't do anything to change the situation, but fear had overtaken him completely. The lone deer was now getting devoured by the big bad wolf in the middle of a desolate forest that everyone had been warned away from. Nobody would come to save him, and nobody would probably even know he was missing for quite a while. An audible gulp was heard as the wolf's throat opened up to allow Stix's form to slide through, much to his dismay. As the last hoof entered his muzzle and his captor swallowed, Stix felt himself suddenly slide all the way down, but not quite in the manner he expected. Instead of being inside of the stomach, where he'd imagined would be the only possible destination, he found himself inside a warm, moist, soft space. It felt like what he would expect a womb would feel like, but the wolf that swallowed him was male...right? "Where a-am...ugh..." He could no longer speak as his air was beginning to run out. In a panic, he started to struggle, feeling the warning signs of asphyxia. A sudden pressure into his navel made Stix jolt in surprise with a slight feeling of pain that quickly faded away. He still could not speak, nor breathe, but now he did not need to. Oxygen and nutrients began to flow into his body, spurring changes that he never could have anticipated. What clothing the deer had on before had dissolved completely and his body was tingling all over.

"Mmf...he made quite a good little 'meal'." The new father wolf gently rubbed his bulging abdomen, feeling it starting to shrink in size slowly. "I'll take good care of you, pup, don't you worry." Stix felt his mind slipping away along with the feeling in his body. He felt much smaller now, and movement was extremely difficult. Had there been any light, he would've been shocked to find that his form had begun to reverse itself in age, returning to that of an infant, as his clothing was disintegrated and memory wiped clean.

"Stix, huh?" The wolf picked at his teeth in thought. "Nah, that name just won't do. I'll have to come up with something better. Oh well, I have the next nine months to figure it out." It took a short while, but Stix was no more. The deer boy was gone, leaving behind only his red hood and the new cub being nurtured inside of his kidnapper. The older wolf stretched his back slightly and let out a sigh of contentment. "Don't worry, pup, Daddy'll fetch some lamb chops."

The nearby farm started to notice a few of their livestock go missing now and again, wondering if they had gotten lost or been stolen. A few search parties went out by the citizens of the town, but nobody could find any trace of them. It took almost 3 full days before they noticed a local deer boy named Stix had gone missing. Even their greatest tracker, a large grey wolf, couldn't pick up the scent of either the sheep, nor the deer boy. Soon after, he retired to a cabin in the woods, despite protests from the others in town, after his "beer gut" became a bit more noticeable to his previous drinking buddies.

"Oh well, it's for the best." The Big Bad Wolf Dad said to himself as he settled in his new home. "Can't go partying with a pup on the way, now can I?" He rubbed his belly a bit and smiled. "Won't be long now.~"

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