500-Word Challenge - Kitsune Tail Vore
#1 of Vore
I first created this many years ago, however, I wanted this to be one of my first resubmissions before I start to add newer creations.
Just a simple little snippet about some tail vore.
Nate yipped as he towered over the weedy lynx who now sat slumped on the floor cradling his injured gut. A jeer of fellow laughter echoed throughout the locker room as the kitsune's friends all watched. It seemed the feline underestimated his adversary's power. He was just too weak to find the truth in time, and now his journey is over.
"You're nothing but a waste of space," Nate smirked, his gleaming azure eyes gazing across his weak prey as one of his slick tails swished to and fro behind him. Lester knew what was to come; his investigation had uncovered the nasty little secret the sports team had been covering up, but he was outnumbered and outmatched in strength. All he could do was kneel there, his eyes staring down on the dirty floor as he awaited his fate. The growl from the canine above him sent shivers down his spine. "This is where snoops like you belong!
Before the lynx even knew what hit him, one of the kitsune's tails whirled into action. In a fraction of a second, as if it had a mind of its own, the tail lunged down for the lynx's head, the tail tip opening ridiculously wide to easily encase its prey. With the fluffy appendage sliding further down the downed feline, Lester could hear the muffled cheers and hollers ring out as they watched the gluttonous tail at work. His trashing, struggles, and cries for help were all for nought, it seemed even the tail of this beast was too much for him. He could feel the sickeningly fleshy sensation of the canine's insides slide across his face, his neck and chest quickly vanishing from view.
With his muffled shouts falling on deaf ears, all Lester could do was use the last of his remaining strength to try and free himself, his screams for help fading the further in he went. The only response his fading consciousness could hear were the sounds of amusement as he felt the tail snake towards his lower abdomen. The greedy appendage made short work of him from there, and after a few fleeting moments, Lester felt his legs and feet slurp inside the tight, warm, and surprisingly squishy passageway.
Soon his head pushed against a solid barricade that opened up to the humid chamber which reeked of pre-digested food. With his head, and then his whole body, being inserted inside the belly of the jock, Lester was reduced to being nothing but meat within a shallow pool of gastric acid. His feeble cries and assaults against the firm stomach walls with his fists only made the jocks laugh even more as they began to pack up for their next class. Nate grinned down at the enlarged bulge on his bulky stomach and gave it a quick slap. Forcing out a loud wet belch he let out a sigh as he plopped himself down; soon another nerd would be converted into a nice, soft layer of kitsune pudge.