Road Rover Vore
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One in the morning found a vexed Exile drumming his claws against the wood of the desk in his room. He was thinking hard about something and the downward curve of his lips indicated that it wasn't a pleasant thing. Growling to himself the large Siberian Husky couldn't help but mutter something low under his breath as he clutched his fist and slammed it on top of the table frame.
'Yammer. Yammer. Yammer. Bitch. Bitch. Bitch.' Exile thought as he recalled the source of his aggravation and ire
Nowadays that was all the overgrown baby named Blitzed seemed to do in Exile's opinion. The Doberman would whine and complain and gripe about every little thing and it drove him bonkers. First it was how his fur looked, how big his muscles were, then it turned to something else like the missions, Parvo and then something else until the Siberian husky couldn't take it.
'Who knew one dog could whine so much? Stupid weird-boy.' the husky end up ranting in his head
No sense in talking to Hunter, for all of his leadership abilities the golden retriever could be rather dense at times and oblivious to the world around him. Everyone knew Colleen's opinions and objections towards the Doberman and while it did serve to amuse the team whenever she would 'accidentally' clobber Blitz it didn't stop his complaining. Shag was at best neutral and at worse ignorant and took most everything in stride.
The Master wasn't much help since he had the patients of a saint and Muzzle...well he was Muzzle. So in the end Exile took it upon himself to give his ears and the rest of the team some peace from the often egotistical and rather cowardly Doberman.
The large blue and off white husky walked out of his room down the dark hallway to make his way to Blitz's room. Thankfully a long and grueling mission had everyone but him sleeping soundly after fighting all those bad guys today. It meant that no one would be around to see him do what he was about to do.
Exile smiled when he knocked on the door and waited for the Doberman to answer. After a few moments of near silent tapping the large husky was grateful when a sleepy eyed Blitz opened the door. Wearning nothing but a yawn the other canine poked his head out of the door to stare at Exile with half shut eyes and a slight string of drool on his lips.
"Wha...what do you want...it's the middle of the night..." Blitz was half asleep half awake so the danger presented to the often overly cautious canine went unnoticed when the husky sneered at him with malice in his cerulean orbs
Exile swung his head back and forth to make sure that the empty hallway was as silent as it appeared before pushing the chocolate brown canine inside and shutting the door. He watched as Blitz tripped over something on the floor and fell onto his bed with his stub of a tail wagging in front of Exile.
"What the hell are you doing Exile? Is this some sort of game?" the Doberman growled as he stood up to stand chest to chest with his teammate. His white fangs glaring through the darkness
Comparing the two would have difficult as the room was darkened from the low light of the moon outside the window but the two silhouettes that could be seen differed from each other as could be. A six foot five inch figure weighing close to two hundred and sixty some odd pounds was next to a six foot even one eighty sized figure. Their armor made all of the road rovers save Shag look about equal size but without the heavy and durable plates covering them the true sizes of the Road Rovers could be seen.
Exile smiled as he looked up and down at Blitz's nude form and then grabbed him around the waist before hauling the other up and watching him flounder like a scared rabbit. Licking his dark lips the husky opened his maw and pushed the other's head into his mouth loving the way the Doberman squirmed and struggled.
"Hey...this isn't funny put me down!" Blitz's words were muffled as he shouted but was ignored as Exile continued shoving him into his esophagus
The taste of the smaller canine was exquisite to say nothing else, with all the grooming and pampering Blitz did on himself day in and out it was little wonder. Thick with muscles and bone it was a job trying to push the Doberman's heavy body into his own without accidentally letting him back out or clamping his teeth down on the Doberman but the Siberian husky managed once he got those broad shoulders into his muzzle.
Blitz's squirms added to the problem but Exile kept a tight hold, as his superior strength wouldn't relent no matter the difficulty. Laving his tongue over the Doberman's chest and abs Exile could feel his throat bulge as he swallowed Blitz down more and more. His claws gripped his body as he smoothly pulled the form of the other Road Rover into his stomach all the while tasting the fur of his 'comrade'.
Blitz tried to call out for help while he was dragged deeper and deeper into the warm fleshy inside of the large dog but his cries ended up as mere vibrations adding to the pleasure Exile was receiving from devouring him whole. His nose bumped into the walls of the husky's insides as he wiggled around trying to find something to grip on and push himself back out of the hot tunnel.
Exile lapped his tongue against Blitz's groin as he poked inside the Doberman's sheath to the pink head of his sex that was dormant. Usually whenever he swallowed someone alive, something he wished he could do more often, Exile would bring him or her to orgasm or at least half of an erection, with the males. Just the thought of eating his sled mates on the teams back in Russia made the husky swallow Blitz down a little bit faster and harder as the squirms he knew the dog to make in his belly would give him the best feelings imaginable.
Blitz wished that this was all a nightmare and began to whine while feeling the cold air on his legs and feet. The truth however, made any thoughts of this as a nightmare fade when the reality forced the canine to come to the conclusion that he was about to become Exile's meal.
The Siberian husky was at the last of the Doberman's body as he panted and drooled over the strong thighs and calves. It had been way too long since he had eaten like this and Exile hoped that Blitz wouldn't be his last meal. Though he might care for his other comrades he had always wondered what Hunter would taste like going down into his gut.
Pushing in the sole of Blitz's feet with a strong gulp, Exile savored the last of his meal before pulling his head back and giving a large swallow. The final parts of the Doberman could be seen extending his throat until the large bulge dropped down past his chest into his stomach, which had increased to twice its normal size. Patting his huge belly the husky felt Blitz squirm while he tried to find an escape route, unknowing that he would never be able to until Exile chose to let him out. One way or another.
"Da' comrade...you've made a good meal for me today." Exile smacked himself again when Blitz stopped his movements and chuckled when the Doberman moved around again.
Blitz was sobbing as he curled up in the tight confines of the space he was locked into. The lack of light, smell of dog food, and water were the last things to disillusion him about getting out of their intact. Trying to gain some foothold he flopped around in the smelly prison until he had no more strength left. A flood of foul air rushed passed over him up to the top he assumed just as he began to lose consciousness.
BUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A large belch excluded from Exile's mouth making him grin before licking his lips for the second time that night and looking down over his distended stomach. Seeing that his cock had risen from his sheath the husky walked to Blitz's bed and laid down while gripping himself and beginning a few hours of sexual gratification.
Whether he would let Blitz out or finish digesting him...
No, Exile would let the other dog out. He would never do that to even someone as annoying as Blitz because he was still part of the team and all but he would have to make sure he kept the other quiet. Maybe when he coughed the Doberman up he would screw him in the ass a few times and then cum on his face. That would put the other under his submission.
With a snarl and a smirk Exile continued pawing off his large erection and wondered what tomorrow would bring.