Stuffed Fox
"Stuffed Fox" "ungg... let me go!" the fox beat on the strong wolf who was carrying him into his den. "Hehehe... feisty little fellow aren't you?" he sat the rusty red vulpine into a chair and slapped the shackles onto his thin writs "Your a bit too thin for a proper meal... but I have a few things that might help out with that..." he opened the old, rusty fridge to reveal a bakeries worth of cakes and pies to his scrawny captive. " never was much for sweets... maybe you can help me dispose of these?" the big bad wolf grabbed a slice of gooey chocolate cake and stuffed it into the foxes maw, nearly choking him but allowing him to chew a bit before stuffing the next slice in, only two slices and the lithe vulpine was feeling absolutely stuffed, but it would make no difference as Wolfy popped another slice into his pointed muzzle.
after the cake and three slices of blueberry pie (XD), a slight paunch formed in the foxes small lap"*URRRP* please... no more..." he hung his head in defeat, but the hungry lupine wasn't done by a long shot. A loud pop brought foxies eyes up to the wolfs level, the brown dog was swigging something white from a jug, licking his lips he smiled "Mmmm... Creamy." he grabbed the foxes face roughly and stuffed the mouth of the two gallons in, forcing it upwards and plugging the vulpine's nose. "I'll let you breath when you finish it all..." he let out a wicked laugh as he saw the thick cream bubble and gurgle, level falling towards a swelling, weeping fox. as the cream reached halfway, the button on his shorts gave out, heavy gut forcing the zipper down and settling on to a set of thickening thighs. the wolf picked at some of the meat on his hips "Mmmm... looks like some good drumsticks for dinner.." he grinned as the fox finished the last swallow of the opaque liquid. "Grue..." he shivered... "that was cold..." he shied away from the big wolfs hand as it patted his fat belly. he rubbed for a moment before moving to the oven "Well, I have something to warm you up..." he pulled the big tray of brownies out and dropped them upside-down on the table, tossing a chunk between his paws before shoving it into the fattening little canine.
"Eat up... we've got twenty more cakes alone..." he grinned as he forced more brownies in, effectively pushing a throat-full of food into the swelling fox tummy. "PLEASE..." he pleaded again as the wolf picked up a chocolate pie. it fell on deaf ears and the whole thing was shoved in his face... the chocolate was forced into his nose, it was either eat, or die. he knew both were a sure thing at this point anyway, so he ate, bellyache full blown at this point. as he ate his body digested the high calorie goods into soft fox meat. a second chin appeared, a thick love handle formed, complementing the chunky thunder-thighs that squished together, of course these were being forced apart by the most notable feature on him. his mammoth gut sagged between his knees, bellybutton squashed into a strange grin, as the wolf literally watched the vulpine change into a pot bellied porker.
"Hmm... its progress... but we haven't even started on the pantry..." he opened the door and wheeled out a cart full of cupcakes. as the fox swallowed the cheesecake in his mouth... he eyed the petite parties with a sloven look "Okay... but only if you untie me. he let out a n *urrrRRRRRP* and passed out, third chin pressing into his plump breasts. at the end of the third day, t wolf sat on top of his stuffed vulpine meal, pealing onions into a large roasting pan " the fox wiggled his useless arms a bit and parted his lips for another slice of pie... chewing it he swallowed and spoke in his deeper, huskier voice"there's nothing I can do to change your mind?" the wolf chuckled and stuffed an apple between those sagging jowls "Nope" he planted a kiss on his furry chest and began to rub butter into the soft downy fur. the soft adipose tissue sank in and nearly swallowed the wolf clawed hands, the foxes love-handles rolled over the metal baking dishes gleaming edges, fat ass sagging out into the corners while a plump pair of foot paws was tied up above him. "Ugg... I'm gonna need a diet after I finish you..." with that the wolf set the oven to preheat and grinned, he had no plans for such nonsense.
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