Hungry Like The Wolf.
Right, so I wrote this as my first real story coming into the furry community. It was back in 2005 or 2006, I think the latter. Conn got the first request on a topic I'd posted that I was taking story requests. After a while of talking, we came up with this. I still like giving it an occasional read... Heck, this would make a priceless horror movie as is.
All characters used in this, I either own, made up, or have permission to use.
"Quiet on the set!" Mitch yelled into his bullhorn. He tapped his paw on the soft green floor of the forest. "Well, I'd be saying that if the actresses were here! Conn, you told me there had been people showing up for the role in the movie!"
Conn shrugged. "They'll be here. I think they fit the roles nicely." He softly padded back and forth, his long furry tail brushing through a few dead leaves on the ground. He wasn't really worried about them, they had said they'd be here.
As if on cue, a thumping sound started in the distance, steadily drawing closer. Thump, thump, thump... There was a long pause, and then a female anthro bunny leaped into the small clearing. "Sorry to keep y'all waiting! The name's Kelly!" She shook each of their paws in turn, then leaned back against a tree, crossing one large footpaw over her leg.
Conn smiled broadly. "See? I told you she'd be here."
Mitch just shrugged. "Whatever, that still leaves two to go." He crossed his arms and sat in a directing chair.
Soon, leaves could be heard swishing around in the distance. Conn nodded. "Here comes number two." As he said it, a sleek vixen came out from the brush. "Am I late? I thought this started at 10:00!" She looked at Mitch and Conn worriedly, but calmed town when she saw that only two actors were there. "By the way, I'm Louise. I can't wait to hear what the movie is going to be, I love horror flicks!"
Almost immediately after, a figure dropped from a branch. A few leaves crunched beneath her feet as she walked forward. The neko brushed her hair back behind one of her cat ears as her tail swished behind her. "I'm here now, and Rachel's the name. So why don't we get this underway?"
Mitch glanced at Conn. "Straight to the point, I like her. Okay girls, listen up. This is a new style of horror movie. Our goal is to get effects so realistic that they could only be actually done. No, I'm not talking severed body parts or anything like that. Conn here is a professional swallower with the ability to control his stomach muscles. Yes, he will be swallowing each of you in the movie, but you will all be let out after. You will all be vacationing in a house in this remote location because you each won a contest you never even entered in." Mitch paused to let this all sink in and then continued.
"This is also going to be a short filming, because you will all undoubtedly feel like you're struggling for your lives, so there's not going to be any need for reshoots of any scenes where he's attacking. This is really going to cut down on the time for the movie, taking it from months to mere hours. You will all be compensated well for your time today, plus a cut of the movie sales." Mitch laughed as every one of the women smiled broadly. "So, who's ready to make a movie? Just sign these and we'll be under way." He held out three slips of paper with lots of really fine print on them. To his delight, each signed them without so much as a glance. He tucked them away and Walked towards the house.
Mitch and Conn began walking the girls though the house, showing them each where they'd be "staying." "This is your room Louise, you'll be the first to go. Then you in here, Kelly. Rachel, you're going to be in the living room reading when you hear the others getting attacked. You'll run up there and "attack" Conn. Remember to make it look real, and when you see me waving, you try to escape by running through the forest."
Conn held up a paw. "Also, we're going to be doing a few different angles throughout this, so we'll be cutting every so often. Also, Rachel, in your part you'll need to run kind of slow at the start until I can get around you and head you off, because I'm going to be toting these two around inside me."
Rachel nodded. "Okay then, and until the actual attack starts, we just kind of act like we're getting to know each other and stuff?"
Mitch nodded as well. "Yeah, it'll take us a while to get set up for the night scene attacks. Conn will be the only guy to "win" the trip too. Of course, he's the one who set the whole thing up in the first place. Now, let's get started. Kelly, I want you and Louise over there, and Rachel, you start walking up to meet them."
The scenes had been set up. Mitch was getting a lot of good footage of the group getting to know each other, kind of going along a pre-set script but with a lot of improvising. All the girls proved to be extremely adept at it and got in a lot of good scenes. Then, came nightfall.
Mitch called everyone together. "Today was awesome! That got all the boring stuff out of the way! Now tonight is when the fun begins. Each of you go to your rooms and wait for your cues."
He watched as everyone but him and Conn padded off to their rooms. Conn smiled. "This was the best idea ever." He put in his special lenses. His eyes already glowed in the dark, but the lenses would make them glow an eerie red. They waited for another hour, until they were sure the girls were asleep.
Mitch nudged Conn. "Okay, time to go. Hit Louise's room first."
Conn nodded and padded silently up the stairs. They creaked as the wolf walked on them, the fairly old wood not used to having anyone walking on it. Step by step, he walked up slowly until he reached the vixen's room. Mitch came in behind with the camera, getting into the room and closing the door silently so he could get a shot of the knob turning from the outside. It did, and the door swung open, revealing a shadowed figure with red eyes. A low growl could be heard coming from it as it stepped into the room, heading for the bed. He slowly lifted the blanket from over the foxgirl's feet... And struck! He grabbed her about the ankles quickly, dragging her out of the side of the bed.
"EEEEEEE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Louise had no clue what was going on, all she knew is that a black figure was attacking her. She tried to twist around and claw at him, but he had a firm grip on her footpaws and ankles. She caught a glimpse of his shining white teeth in the moonlight as he opened his mouth. This made her scream again, as the figure turned her toward the gaping maw, pinning her arms at her sides. Its tongue lashed out across her face, slicking back her fur as her screams were silenced by her muzzle being forced into the figure's mouth. Her face and head bulged out his cheeks as he took his first big gulp of her, a satisfied growl coming from deep inside the figure.
Louise could feel the huge jaws working over her head and the sticky wetness of the pred's saliva working about her. It drenched the vixen's fur, matting it to her skin and drawing out her flavor for the unknown predator to enjoy. It was then that he took his second big gulp. Her head was fully inside the hot muzzle now, and she whimpered as he began to take another swallow. With a forceful heave from the predator's throat, her head shot down into it, leaving her gasping and crying in confusion. She had completely forgotten that she was in a movie setting, and had no clue as to where she was.
With her mouth free to move once again, a muffled wailing came from the dark figure's throat to mix with the satisfied growl. The predator, however, didn't care. He was too busy tasting her neck and the top of her chest, running his velvety tongue over her collarbone and shoulders. Her flavor was getting even stronger now, as his next swallow brought her chest and good-sized breasts within licking range. His mouth was widened to accompany her shoulders as She began kicking and screaming for him to stop. His tasting organ paid no attention, sweeping across the large orbs of flesh and fur, running down the cleavage and back again. Once he had tired of that, those too went into his mouth. He could feel her body bulging in his jaws, against his teeth. Her arms were pinned to her sides, only free to move at the elbows. He was pinning her legs together with his paws now, and she tried to grip him to push her way back out with her paws.
She had no success as his next swallow brought her vulnerable stomach into his tongue's devious range. As it swept down and over her belly and navel, Louise began to laugh through her tears, being very ticklish. His tongue continued to mat down the fur, making the outlines of her navel and division of chest and belly very clear. Louise was wiggling around in his throat uncontrollably now, laughing her foxy head off. She pleaded with the predator to stop, which he obliged. He stood up now, and Louise's bulge in his throat and chest became very visible. Her face was just entering his stomach, pressing through the sphincter. She could smell the acrid scent of his belly confines, through it wasn't rancid as she'd expected a stomach to be. This gave her some comfort, but not much.
The large predator was licking down her legs and matting the fur around her tail down as she tried to swish it out of the predator's reach. Her flavor had completely saturated his tongue and mouth, and he seemed to enjoy himself as he shoved the rest of her legs and crammed her feet in his mouth. Her body was entering his large belly more now, and she could feel her muzzle pressing into the soft and slightly moist walls. She let out one last scream before subsiding into sobs. Her predator was finishing wallowing her legs, when he began gently licking her footpads. Louise snapped out of her crying and began laughing again, wiggling more. The black figure's tongue ran across each pad, savoring her flavor. It crept between each toe, the soft velvety surface meeting the thin fur and skin between them and rubbing gently over each claw. It swept over each heel and arch in a delicate sweeping motion, making Louise scream out in laughter.
However, on the outside, the camera was no long rolling. Mitch was giving Conn the thumbs up on a scene well done as the wolf continued to suckle and tongue-bathe the vixen's feet. Conn had his mouth closed around them, and it had looked like he was done devouring the anthro vixen as her legs weren't bulging his throat. He gave them one last lick as Mitch hooked up the recording to a sound system. He put a speaker outside each other the remaining two girls' rooms.
Kelly's door was the next to open. It creepily creaked as it swung into the large bedroom, where the bunny was cowering in fear under the blankets. She'd heard the other girl's screams, and been too scared to move. As the door opened, she heard the thudding of soft footpads on the floor, walking over to her bedside. Terrified, she peeked out, looking around. Everything was still dark, but noticeably warmer. Except for the two shiny rows of teeth on either side of her head. She realized she was about to be the dark figure's next meal and wailed. The black predator let out a chillingly evil laugh, freezing the bunny in place as drool and warm air flew out with the laugh. She wasn't frozen long, as the creature's jaws soon clamped down over her head.
Louise was screaming inside its mouth now, as the soft pink tongue swept over her face. It pressed into it, flattening out wide and coating the entire surface within seconds, leaving her sputtering from the massive amount of drool her fur had been drenched in. All she could do now was cry and yell for help as the predator licked down her soft neck and chest, exploring her cleavage with his tongue. Her short rabbit fur delighted him as he began to growl in a low tone, squeezing about her midsection with his teeth. She let out a long, low wail as he did so, not wanting to be bitten in half, and then the dark mouth took its first big swallow of her, drawing her chest and belly into his mouth, fully on his tongue. She laid there, crying and panting as the tongue sought the delicious flavor of her chest and belly, and ventured over her arms and back, making sure to coat her with slimy saliva. It was all she could do to keep whimpering as the predator slurped up her legs, and finally her feet.
Mitch grinned and nodded to Conn, who was once again busy with the bunny's feet. As the lion walked off, the wolf suckled her toes gently, purring at the length of foot in his mouth. Rabbits always had such large ones, plenty to enjoy there! The tongue ran up and down the length, as the bunny now began to laugh through her tears just as the vixen had. Her head now emerged into Conn's belly from the descent as he pushed her feet into his throat with his soft tongue. "Hi, looks like he got you too. Did you put up a good show?" Louise chuckled as she shifted around in Conn's gut so Kelly could squeeze in as she traveled down. "W-what? Oh... Wait, the movie! I was so terrified I forgot!" She giggled again, and breathed a sigh of relief in the wet insides. She snuggled into the vixen to wait. "It's rather comfy in here, much softer and warmer than that bed!"
Meanwhile, Mitch was filming a thumping down the stairs to Rachel's room. Shutting off the camera, he peeked inside. "Psst! Wake up!" Mitch whispered. There was no answer, just the catgirl turning over and sighing in her sleep. "Hey, wake up!" Still no answer. Mitch got an idea. He went outside and tied a dark rope between some trees, then went back inside and got Conn briefed on his plan. Conn grinned and sat in the middle of the room with his plumper looking belly.
Mitch went back downstairs and right outside Rachel's room. Setting up the speaker, he cranked the volume up full blast, and rolled the sound to the part where Kelly had screamed the loudest. He plugged his ears, then hit play. The speaker let out an ear-shattering screech of Kelly's voice, making it sound like it had come from upstairs. Rachel leapt out of bed, wide awake, and ran to see where the screaming was coming from. Mitch followed her with the camera, until she opened the door to Kelly's room. There, she saw a dark figure sitting on the floor, with a large, slightly squirming belly. He got up and started walking towards her.
"N...NO! Stay away!" Rachel wheeled and ran down the steps, followed closely by a drooling predator. She burst through the front door, making a beeline for the tree line. She was leaving her attacker in the dust, and looked behind her, when suddenly something caught her foot, and she tripped, sprawling out in the leaves on the forest floor. She began to scramble up, and ran forward again, but into something. She looked up to see a pair of glowing eyes, as the darkness grabbed her and lifted her towards shining white teeth in the moonlight. She wailed at the top of her lungs in the moonlit forest, the sound carrying and then trailing off as her head was stuffed into the hungry apparition's throat. She squeaked as he picked her up about the waist, trying to shove her down his gullet. His bright, drool-coated tongue lashed out to help her along, through the smooth skin needed none. She easily slipped to her breasts, belly, and thighs before she reached his stomach.
The full belly was stretching more, now, trying to make room for the catgirl's entry. The vorish figure wandered into the moonlight, wolf features now plainly visible, and with a visibly stretching gut. He tilted his head back, letting Rachel's legs and feet slip in, then sucked in her smooth tail like a strand of spaghetti. Then, he walked into the woods, poking at the smooth human feet with his tongue as he did. He nibbled on Rachel's toes with his fangs, then ran them all over her foot as she tried to kick and laugh. She'd heard the story from the two other girls and was rather enjoying the foot bath. She pushed her soles into the squishy smooth probing tongue, letting Conn go over them for as long as he wanted. It passed over the smooth arches and ankles, over the heel and ball, and under the toes as well, making her giggle again. Conn used his lips to massage the toes as they poked out into the air, the black skin going over her white over and over, until he gave a final swallow, forcing her down into his gut. He let out a "Wroof." and sat down, yawning. Mitch came over with the camera, grinning, and knelt down by Conn.
"Now that's what I call a movie! I think it was more fun to film than it will be to watch!" Mitch patted Conn on the back, and then the belly, making the wolf smile. Mitch began to rub the black furry gut, purring as he did so. "So, you girls seemed pretty terrified there!" Mitch said through the belly walls, speaking into Conn's navel. Rachel snorted, while Kelly piped up, "I wasn't scared at all, I'm just that good of an actor!" Everyone had to laugh at that, especially Kelly. Mitch rubbed into the big wolf's bellybutton, purring as he poked it and then stood up, grabbing the camera. "Um, so now we need to name this movie. Black Attacks? Trauma in the Woods?" Conn shook his head. "Nah, let's ask the girls." Almost instantly, unanimously, they all shouted, "Hungry Like the Wolf!"
Mitch nodded. "Sounds good to me! Let's get some sleep tonight, anyway. You can go ahead and cough them up now, Conn." "Actually, I'd like to stay in here for the night, if that's okay. It's really cozy." Louise said. "Me too!" "Yeah, me three!" Mitch and Conn both shrugged and went into the house, Conn plopping onto a bed and soon snoring, full of three furs. Mitch set to work preparing the film for the studio, laughing to himself about how well it had gone.
The next morning, Conn woke up, still with a belly full of cramped catgirl, vixen, and bunny. "Okay, now you can let us out!" Conn yawned, and as he did so, he began to cough, his body shaking. With a giant heave, he spit out the three saliva-drenched furs. They all ran to the bathroom, and jumped in the shower. An hour later, they all emerged looking like they had before the movie.
About that time, Mitch walked in the front door. "Hey, I just ran the film in, and they're already doing a screening! So far, they LOVE it! They're predicting it's going to be a HUGE hit!" He high-fived Conn and hugged each of the girls, who were very excited. They all packed up and promised to keep in touch.
Three months later...
"Well, if that wasn't predictable! Not only did they love our movie, they want sequels!" Mitch was sipping wine across from Conn, who was busy reading the latest reviews. "Yup, any ideas?" "Well, I read that the micro audience felt left out." Conn hrmmed. "Well, I might have an idea. Let's work on drawing it up..."
THE END...?
As my first YS submission, I hope I get this tagged and everything just fine. Leave your comments and criticism, both are welcome!
...Any chance there's a place to suggest keywords to search? Navel and bellybutton aren't in the list. (Gonna use them for later stories for sure!)