Victory Meal (Vore Story)
A quickie done for Kobalt! The buckaroo makes the winning score in a hockey game, but he's looking for a more permanent memory of his victory...
"And he taps it in! Kobalt completes the upset win over the Gladiators!"
The words of the announcers bounced off the walls of a packed stadium, time expiring just as the buckaroo had managed to tap in the puck and secure an upset victory in a professional hockey game...it was one of the buckaroo's dreams to do such a thing, and he couldn't believe that he had managed to actually pull it off...even though it was only a regular season game! The buckaroo skated around the edge of the ice rink, waving his stick in the air as the crowd roared and cheered his name. It was a dream. It was everything he wanted -
But, the rush was still temporary. After the post game interviews and the stadium clearing out, Kobalt was left feeling a little bit of...longing. He wanted something more permanent as a reminder of this game. And as the buckaroo lurked in the stadium afterwards, he saw an opportunity to get that reminder...
Kobalt had seen pretty much all of the opposing team leaving their locker room; everyone except, if his calculations were correct, one player, most likely still finishing up a shower or having trouble finding a few of their things. The buckaroo slowly made his way over to the other side of the stadium, sticking to corners and darker parts of the rink in order to not get spotted...and, exactly as he had hoped, everything was completely empty except for that one, last player. And, oh boy, the door to the locker room had been left open as well! The buckaroo slinked his way inside, starting to hear the commotion of someone gathering their things in the main locker room...
Kobalt stepped into the locker room, still trying to be as quiet as possible as he spotted the person he was looking for. A young, slim hyena fellow, who honestly looked a bit under-built for hockey! Regardless, he was a pretty good player, but Kobalt was about to find out if he was good at other things. The buckaroo was easily larger than the hyena he was after, so if things didn't quite go Kobalt's way he would still be able to overpower his target; but still, the buckaroo kept up his silent creeping towards his prey, the yeen intently packing his bag and not turning around even as Kobalt inched up right behind him...
In the blink of an eye, the buckaroo lunged forward, gripping both of the hyena's shoulders firmly and getting a "whuh?" Out of him before lifting the yeen up into the air like he was a ragdoll! Kobalt immediately got to what he was going for, opening his jaws as wide as they could go and immediately starting to stuff the hyena inside! A great deal of muffled yells and expletives came from the yeen as he reached up and grabbed onto Kobalt's snout...but the buckaroo was a great deal larger than his potential meal, so any struggles were only kicking his appetite into overdrive! The hybrid had just played a full game of hockey after all, and his body was aching to replace all of the calories he had burned...and what better prize for winning than scarfing down one of the losing team's players! The buckaroo's slimy tongue was already coating the hyena's snout and head in tons of thick, goopy drool, Kobalt more than savoring his meal's taste and taking his time to get alllll the flavor he could. After all, it wasn't like his meal was going to stop him...
The buckaroo turned around and popped a squat on the bench next to the bag his meal was packing, tipping his head back as the hyena continued to struggle inside of his mouth before said struggles were cut off by a slimy, noisy *gulllRNK* that sucked half of the yeen's head right into Kobalt's throat! The sudden change of scenery reignited the hyena's fight, but it was much tighter in Kobalt's gullet, so his squirms actually ended up doing even less than they were beforehand...Kobalt just kept stuffing and cramming the tasty hyena away, taking greedy and slobbery gulps that led drool to trickle down his chin as he continued his meal. In just a few moments, the buckaroo had managed to swallow his meal down all the way to its chest, Kobalt's tongue now exploring and tasting the hyena's tummy and bulge...mmm, live meals like this were always the best after a little bit of "marinating"!
Another swallow, and Kobalt had basically inhaled more than half of his hyena meal; all that was left sticking out of his slobbering mouth was a pair of legs, still kicking, but even less effective than they were earlier! The first half of his meal disappeared behind his chest, starting to poke out as a small bulge under Kobalt's hockey uniform...a uniform that would be getting stretched quite a bit more once the hyena was settled inside of Kobalt's roaring belly! The buckaroo was more than eager to get his meal all curled up inside of him as well, starting to noisily slurp up the legs sticking out of his mouth like they were spaghetti noodles...
Kobalt felt his gut really starting to fill up as he sucked down those squirming legs, the hyena forced into quite an awkward position inside of Kobalt as he started to empty out into the buckaroo's iron tank of a belly. There were plenty of fluids sloshing around in here to meet the hyena, the walls already bathing and rubbing the slimy, enzyme-infused liquids into the yeen meal's fur...ugh, it was already so tight and cramped in here, and more than half of the hyena's body was still sliding down Kobalt's throat! How was he even going to fit in here...?
Well, Kobalt was about to show him how! The buckaroo felt his meal's paws teetering right over the edge of his throat; the yeen was already halfway inside of his stomach now, and all the buckaroo needed to do was swallow one last time. He used his tongue to play around with and lick those squishy, soft paws, teasing his meal one last time before tipping his head further back and finishing the hyena with a final, satisfying *gulllLRP*!
The buckaroo let out a long breath of relief as he felt the hyena sinking down into his belly, the jersey he was still wearing stretching out quite a bit to contain his dinner...his stomach walls were doing quite a bit of stretching as well, though they were far more used to it than his clothing was! "Heh...to the victor goes the spoils." Kobalt remarked, picking a bit of fur out of his teeth as he felt the last of the yeen sliding through his sphincter and out into his stomach. His fat gut groaned and sloshed around as the hyena inside continued struggling, muffled calls for help jiggling the fat on the buckaroo's tummy...and that's all they were going to do. The only person around here still was the one who had just devoured him mercilessly, after all!
And with nobody else around, Kobalt could just veg out in the locker room while he digested this huge meal. The buckaroo laid down on the bench he was sitting on earlier, both hands resting on his heavy stomach and massaging it thoroughly as it noisily broke down the squirmy treat inside. "Ohh, YES! You are going to make such lovely, squishy buckaroo pudge..." Kobalt cooed in delight at his meal, feeling the teasing igniting a little bit of extra squirming from the yeen inside...struggling that didn't seem to last very long, though. Already, the hyena was succumbing to the caustic, churning environment he was surrounded by, well on his way to being fully melted into nothing but pudge and muscle for the buckaroo's body...truly, one of the best rewards for winning a match that Kobalt could have gotten!
Kobalt spent a good few hours lounging around in that locker room, his stomach gradually softening up and rounding out as the hyena inside was reduced to thick goop, being funneled through the buckaroo's bowels for further absorption...it was about time for Kobalt to head back home, though. But as soon as the buckaroo started getting up off of the bench, he felt something grumbling and rumbling out of his gut...the buckaroo bent over, letting on a thunderous, satisfying *BWWwwoooaarrr-aaAAALLLCCHHH* that bounced around the walls of the locker room...and with that belch came something a little bit extra: the hyena's jersey, filled with holes and covered in thick slime, splattering out onto the locker room floor in front of Kobalt. It was the first time he actually saw the name and number of the player he had devoured...Williams, huh? A neat little fact to know about his meal...but it would be forgotten in due time, just like the buckaroo's body would forget the hyena it had melted down...outside of the extra squish and curves he had given it!