Breaking For It (Vore Story)
A quickie done for Fizzle! The micro tries to escape Neil's house, but ends up being tricked by the deer...
Life as a micro was tough for Fizzle. The tiny, orange kitsune was at a stealth disadvantage compared to most of the other tiny folk around here due to his bright fur, having more than a few close calls with the various giants whose homes he was squatting in. Usually, he could just duck into a hole in the wall or go under a door quick enough to hide from anyone or anything that might see him as a pest or a snack, but the deer he was now living "with" was more than fed up with the kitsune's antics...
Fizzle had been keeping an eye on the deer sitting in his living room from a hole in the wall for the past hour or so, waiting for him to fall asleep so that he could make a break for it and hop on over to a different house! And, as the deer reclined back on his couch and started to snore very loudly, the kitsune took the chance that was given to him. There wasn't a moment of hesitation as the micro made a break for it, scurrying across the carpeted floor towards the door, towards freedom...
*THUMP*
"Gotcha."
A deafening THUD erupted from behind Fizzle, the shock of the noise soon coming along with a burst of pain and the sudden realization that he wasn't moving along with the carpet anymore. In all that confusion and commotion, Fizzle had barely even noticed the voice that was addressing him...but as he turned around to see what was pinning his tail down, it was pretty obvious that he had been caught. A deep, almost endlessly-black hoof had trapped his tail against the carpet, and that hoof belonged to a very annoyed-looking deer...and that deer was currently looming over Fizzle, a hand reaching out to scoop the tiny micro up while that hoof held him right in place.
"Really thought you could just make a break for it like that, huh?" Neil said as he snatched Fizzle up with one hand, bringing the micro up to eye level as the kitsune tried his best to pry apart the thick, furry fingers that had so easily trapped him...his mood had just gone from 100 to 0 in the span of a few seconds, and it didn't help that he was being lifted so far up off the ground right now as well! The movement didn't last very long at least, though, those fingers soon feeling about for the tail he had stepped on earlier. He had seen this little red-and-orange thing darting around his house for the past couple days, just barely off in the corner of his vision, and to finally have his hands on it was invigorating. Already, he was wondering how the tiny kitsune would taste. Maybe fruity? Maybe a rich creamsicle flavor? that's what micros were for, after all! It was fair enough, considering they usually ended up stealing food from the houses they "occupied"...
In just a few moments, Neil had Fizzle dangling over his open mouth, pinching the kitsune by his tail, ready to drop him inside and swallow him down like the snack he was...but then, Neil heard his stomach growl, and he started thinking about how he could get Fizzle in his gut even more quickly! He looked down to his soft, pudgy stomach, closing his mouth for now as his other hand went to lift up the t-shirt he was wearing...
"Actually, I think you're just small enough for me to try out something with you." the deer casually explained as he hovered Fizzle in front of his belly, specifically the deep, soft navel that was right in the center of it. The micro was a little bit confused about what was happening, until he felt a finger starting to push him forward as the hand pressed him against that furry belly! At first, he was just being haphazardly mashed up against the pudgy, rumbly chamber, but after a few moments of finagling, Fizzle could feel his head slot right into the navel he was looking at earlier. There was clearly still quite a bit of resistance from the linty, fuzzy hole he was being pushed into, though. Surely there was no way that the entirety of him was going to fit in here, right...?
As if to answer the micro's internal question, the tight wall of flesh he was being pushed against suddenly gaped open, his whole head being sucked through into something quite a bit warmer and wetter with a loud *shLURrp*! Neil sighed gently as he felt his navel getting a hold on Fizzle, half of his body already sticking out of the divet in the deer's tum. "Ohh, yeah. An absolutely PERFECT fit~" Neil teased afterwards, unable to stop himself from jiggling and playing around with his tummy while it worked on sucking down the micro...Neil wasn't ready for how much it tickled in there, though! It was making Neil even squirmier than the kitsune he was stuffing into his belly button...or maybe it just felt that way because Fizzle was so tiny in comparison.
Everything around Fizzle continued to shake and rock and sway as he was sucked deeper into Neil's navel, all that extra-ticklish movement only making the micro dizzier as the heat continued to be ratcheted up with every fleshy squeeze. He couldn't believe what was happening to him right now, but it was clear that Neil's navel was slurping him up like any other orifice the deer had! The only question was, where would Fizzle end up when this was all said and done...
The micro wouldn't have to wonder about that for much longer, though. Half of his body was already firmly inside of the deer's belly button, wet and loud SHLORPs surrounding Fizzle every time he was jerked forward deeper inside...the tight flesh just kept suckling inwards on Fizzle, and every part of his body that was introduced to the hungry flesh only accelerated the process. Soon, there was only a pair of orange paws and a tail sticking out of the deer's navel, his entire existence now able to be concealed with something as simple as a shirt. And even that wouldn't be necessary in another moment or two, as Neil hovered a single finger in front of those kicking, squirting feet, ready to put Fizzle away with one simple movement.
*shLLlp~*
The kitsune felt that digit suddenly bumping into his paw pads a moment later, completely unable to stop it from shoving the rest of him into that belly button and, surprisingly enough, through an opening into another, much larger chamber! The bubbling, stinging stomach acid immediately hit Fizzle's nose once he was pressed through, and the undeniable reality was that he was heading into Neil's stomach...no matter how crazy of a thought that was! The deer's gut rumbled happily as Fizzle was pushed through and plopped into a warm, soupy pool of enzymes and chyme, the micro simultaneously appreciating the extra room while wishing that the stomach wasn't so...intense. Even though he was a mere morsel to the chamber, it still clenched inward as far as it could go, taking up as much available space as possible to ensure Fizzle would be gurgled up at a normal pace. Proving its ownership of the micro, no matter how tiny of a snack he was!
Neil rubbed at his tummy a little bit as he heard it grumble in appreciation, appreciating the space that was filled up inside of him. "Looks like my belly is really taking an interest in you~" he teased the tiny, taking that finger and pushing it into his navel a few times to relive some of those ticklish sensations while he felt Fizzle squirming and wiggling helplessly against his belly walls. With that pest now taken care of and bellied away, Neil could get back to the nap he was taking, now with the added bonus of a bit of food to make him even sleepier.
Only a few minutes after Fizzle had arrived in the stomach, he started to hear deep, rumbly snoring around him, a clear sign that whatever movements he was able to make weren't able to cause Neil even the slightest bit of discomfort. Meanwhile, the sweltering heat and oppressive humidity of the stomach was making Fizzle's new environment not the most comfortable place in the world, and all those slimy fluids were starting to make the micro feel quite a bit tingly. Quite tingly, and maybe a little bit melty as well...
At some point during his nap, Neil let out a small, kitsune-flavored belch, not even noticing that his stomach had claimed the little morsel he had stuffed into his navel just a few minutes prior. He was just a snack, after all; who really thought about their food after they ate it?