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"Oh yeah, I can bench twice my weight, easily!"

"Really, man? Dang, that's elite!"

"C'mon, prove it."

"haha Sure, here's a vid!"

The muscular black wolf thumb-swiped a few times on his phone, then showed proof of his bench press to the questioning member of the canine pack he was currently chatting with, an also-buff rottie. A coyote and malamute leaned in as well to watch, while a Dalmatian sat nonplussed to the side. A golden lab smiled in his seat right next to the wolf, whose free arm was currently draped over the lab's shoulders.

"Well, you've got the chops alright," the coyote commented, "and muscles to prove it! So do ya woo a lot of bitches with those guns?"

"Oh, all the time!" the wolf said without hesitation. "Got a growing drawer of panties in my apartment of girls who "forget" them there, haha!"

The lab under the wolf's arm seemed to deflate a little bit at the mention of the girls, but the wolf noticed and leaned his muzzle right next to the lab's ear to whisper "don't worry bud, I please *everyone* - got a fair amount of jockstraps in that drawer that weren't originally mine, and I plan on adding that jock you've got on now."

A soft yip escaped the golden lab's throat, making him quickly look down at the ground, slightly flustered; his tail, though, started wagging even as both of his paws went to cover his crotch to hide what was growing there.

The others didn't notice their friend getting clearly hit on - something to the side of their group caught their eyes for a moment. The rottie, though, turned back to the wolf and said "I'm mildly impressed, mister strong wolf-"

"Call me Tab, pup!" the wolf quickly retorted with a smirk and a flex.

The rottie grumbled at being called pup, but did side-eye the wolf's arm with a bit of a second thought. "-but I wanna see you prove it with a real arm wrestle."

Tab laughed. "I mean, if you want to lose, sure, I'm up for it!" He stood and took position at a nearby cocktail table, eyeing the rottie playfully as if daring him to follow through.

Before the other canine stood, though, a gruff voice to the side said "I'll go in on you, Tab."

Everyone looked over to where the voice came from, and it was the wolf's turn to have second thoughts. Before them was a towering canine, easily twice the height of anyone else there and wider to match, wearing just a pair of trunks as there probably weren't many clothes out there even made for someone of that size and bulk; it showed off most of his own fur, mostly cream-colored except in a few spots where it was brown and noticeably thicker.

"...oh come on, that's not gonna happen." Tab said with a frown almost immediately, holding both hands up and trying to wave off the massive male before him. "That's not even apples to oranges, that's more like apples to watermelLUUURK-!"

Before he could finish speaking, the giant had grabbed both of his held-up arms in one oversize hand and very quickly "arm wrestled" them down against the cocktail table, sending the wolf's torso down against the table as well with an audible thump, leaving him slightly dazed.

"Quite the meaty one, aren't ya?" the intruding canine guffawed, now picking up the wolf in both hands, holding that black-furred torso almost as if was a burger. "You should be good."

To the wide-eyed stares of the other collected canines, the towering male open his mouth and shoved the wolf in, head and shoulders quickly disappearing. A loud swallow sounded, accompanied by panicked yelling from the giant's throat, as nearly a foot more of the wolf quickly vanished past those lips. The predator's claws quickly shredded what was still visible of the wolf's shirt, and then yanked off Tab's pants to reveal a pair of tighty whities, though those were barely visible as another GLUCK dragged another foot or two of the wolf into his predator.

Barely a minute after announcing his presence, the hungry canine clacked his jaws shut around the wolf's feet, and one last drawn-out swallow dragged even those down into his depths. Tab had gone down fighting, but he clearly had no chance against someone twice his size. The larger canine's midsection didn't even visibly show any evidence of currently holding an entire other person, except a few times when the trapped wolf inside made a strong push outward with a hand or foot, causing an indistinct bulge to appear beneath the gruff brown fur. The others there could faintly hear his muffled yells, but even those soon started getting drowned out as that gut began working on breaking down its living meal.

A moment later, the hulking canine belched loudly, sending the tattered top half of the wolf's shirt splatting onto the cocktail table. He then hugged his squirming gut and tensed his abs, causing a loud CRACK to sound from his gut, which immediately stilled, leaving the only sounds to be the gurgles and glorps of digestion as that stomach quickly began liquifying the hunk of wolf meat inside.

"mmm, meaty indeed," he said, mostly to himself, as he wiped his lips of a bit of spittle from the belch. He turned and began walking away from the stunned pack, musing "hmm, I hope I don't crush or dissolve his skull, that'd be a good addition to my shelf back home..."