Hide and Go Eat
This is a Trade with Jizzal
Tris belongs to me.
Jizzal, Lite, Vick, Jal, and the Manor belong to Jizzal.
This story contains Underage prey, underage pred, Feral sentient pred, spooge drowning, and pooooooooooooooooo. If you don't want to read about Poo, stop reading at the double rows of Asterisks.
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A little skunk wiggled his rump a bit, crouched down. His best friend wasn't paying attention at a vital moment, and so the skunk pounced. The hare squeaked in surprise as the skunk pinned him down, blushing a bit, "Got you, Trissie." The preteen skunk whispered in one big floppy ear.
"Nnnn... Jizzal, for one who likes the inside of a belly," Tris murmured, face half smushed into the floor, "You sure do love pouncing me..."
Jizzal rolled off his buddy and sat the bunny up. "That's because you're so cute when pinned."
Tris blushed deeper, rubbing his face and licking at Jizzal's affectionately.
"Say, speaking of bellies..." Jizzal got a devious grin across his muzzle. "How bout we play a game of Hide and go Eat?"
Tris smirked, "Hardly a challenge playing against you. Wanna get some other contenders for my... I mean players?" He nuzzles over at Jizzal.
"Well let's see." Jizzal stood and looked around. Vick was sitting on a nearby couch, and Lite was walking down the stairs. He grins, "Hey, Guys!" He shouted, causing Tris to recoil a little at the sudden shout. It got the other two boy's attention quite well, though.
Vick hopped down off the couch, to the preteens, "What is it, Skunkie?"
The fox trotted over as Jizzal put an arm around Tris. "I propose a nice game of Hide and go Eat."
Lite grins wide, "Oooh. Who's Pred?"
Jizzal nuzzled the hare, "Trissie of course..."
"Why do I always have to be Pred...?" Tris blushed deeply.
"Because you have the comfiest tummy, silly." Vick giggled.
Jizzal giggled as well, "Anyway it's not like you don't like it."
Tris blushed deeper at that and the three other boys giggled. They kept giggling as Tris closed his eyes, and didn't stop until they realized he was counting. "...Five... Six... Seven..."
Vick squeaked in surprise and ran off in one direction. Lite giggled as he pranced off another way. Jizzal slipped his arm from around Tris and stepped away silently.
"...Seventeen... Eighteen... Nineteen... Twenty! Ready or not, Here I--" Tris turned around and saw Jizzal just sitting there, grinning and swaying his tail. "Come... Jizzal, you're the one who wanted to play..."
"Oh dear! I've been found!" Jizzal decried melodramatically, complete with a paw to the forehead. "I do hope the pred doesn't catch me!"
Tris slowly grinned and pounced onto Jizzal, "You mean like this?" The bunny reached to undo his best friend's pants, then his own and started grinding naughtily.
Jizzal moaned softly, closing his eyes. "Oh, will no one save me...?"
"No one can save you now..." Tris giggled, playing along as he got nice and hard, feeling the skunk had as well. He licked over his friend's face warmly, "So tasty, gonna be bunny pudge..." He angled his shaft down between the skunk's legs and prepared to mount.
Jizzal murred softly, giving away his true feelings, "Oh no, anything but ... unnnh... that..." He barely managed, feeling Tris push inwards, stretching his rump with that cock he loved.
Tris leans in close, "You're most certainly doomed..." He kisses his best friend sweetly as he starts to thrust, wanting to get Jizzal off before he tucks him away. He chuured into the kiss as he felt the skunk's arms hold onto him, and kept thrusting, maintaining the kiss, gently starting to slide his tongue along the skunk's own.
Jizzal rubbed his paws along the back of Tris' shirt and then under the collar a bit to feel his shoulder blades and scritch his pelt. He panted softly through his nose, feeling his peak nearing him rapidly. The skunk held on tighter, flexing his rump, wanting to feel Tris fill him with cream before he got stuffed into the warm soft insides of his best bud.
Tris thrust harder and harder, one paw moving to rub over the skunkie cock gently, starting to jerk it off in time with his thrusts, managing to keep the kiss locked in place. He felt himself on the edge and thrust a bit harder, before he hilted firmly, starting to cum. At the same moment he gaped his maw wide and took Jizzal's head in, wrapping his lips around his best friend's neck.
Jizzal cried out into Tris' throat, starting to spooge all over his shirt as his head is wrapped in warm flesh. He panted as he came down from his peak, starting to nuzzle around softly as he felt warm lips working over his shoulders, pinning his arms down to his sides.
Tris licked along Jizzal's throat tenderly before he gulped, before working his shoulders and chest in, not minding that his best bud still had his shirt on, since the garment was soaked with Jizzal's wonderful taste anyway. He wiped his cummy paw off on the parts of Jizzal's shirt not already cummy or in his mouth. His tongue ventured forth as he worked more and more of the skunk into his throat, soon having to pull his member out of the skunk's rump.
Jizzal whined softly as the shaft pulled out of him, wiggling a little, but Tris reached down and rubbed his rump affectionately. The skunk was soothed and nuzzled around a bit more as Tris gobbled him up deeper. He let out a soft moan as his member was wrapped in tongue, giving a weak hump.
Tris giggled and chuured as he licked and worked his tongue along his best buddy's shaft, before gulping again, drawing it into his throat, easing Jizzal deeper. He sat up and felt his belly under his shirt as it started to swell.
Jizzal nosed at the entrance to Tris' stomach, before he started to slide in, feeling himself start to have to curl around as a paw felt over him from outside. He murred and nuzzled at the paw as Tris gulped up around his knees, the skunk's pants still on!
Tris chuckled softly to himself, knowing that Jizzal had a thing for ending up in a belly still clothed, and gulped again to his ankles. He eyed his best friend's shoes for a moment. Before gaping wide and working them in too. Part of him was too lazy to just pull them off, and part of him thought Jizzal would like that. He slurped up the dangling shoelaces and the tip of Jizzal's fluffy tail, before gulping loudly, feeling the skunk slide all the way down into his tummy.
Jizzal curled up nice and snug in the soft belly, and rubbed the walls with his paws. He blushed as he realized not a garment had been removed from his body by his best friend, and kissed a wall softly.
Tris stifled a belch and stood up, rubbing his belly as it pushes his t-shirt up over itself from its size. He wanted to keep Jizzal awake until after he had caught the other two. He sniffed the air and padded off in search of the other two.
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Lite was in the closet. He grinned, having read somewhere that the best hiding place in a closet was Up. He had braced his back against one side of the small closet and walked up with his feet, shrugging his shoulders to keep himself fairly horizontal, until he was well above anyone's eyeline. He just had to stay quiet, and if Tris were to look in there, the bunny would look behind clothing and downwards. Not up....
The handle turned and Lite held his breath. Tris peeked in and looked around. He sniffed the air. Lite tried his hardest to stay still, be silent, but he couldn't take holding his breath any longer so he exhaled. Tris' eyes whipped around and up to look at Lite, "Oooh, clever meal..." Tris padded all the way into the closet and the fox could see that his gut was big and moving. Tris grinned and gaped his maw open wide, before he reached up and started tickling the fox.
Lite yipped in surprise and alarm as he was tickled, trying to keep his hold, before he cried out, and fell assfirst towards the bunny's gaping throat. He heard a loud chuur all around him as he found himself lodged in the maw, his feet pressed nearly to his face. Tris took a gulp and his lips worked up to Lite's armpits and calves. The fox wiggled, having hoped he would have outsmarted the bunny, before his world got framed in Tris' maw and his arms were all that was left outside. He felt the bunny start to walk again.
Tris padded out, already looking for the mouse as he eased Lite's paws out of sight, sending the similarly fully dressed fox to join his skunkie bud. He groaned and gulped in some air after the fox, feeling his gut double in size, starting to gang up on his pants. He reached and undid his top button, nothing stopping his gut from resting on his renewed erection.
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Vick was curled up behind one of the couches in the living room. He had his arms wrapped around his knees and his head folded over his arms. He breathed slowly, wondering how long it would take for Tris to find him. He was starting to feel a bit chilly. He heard a creak from the couch and looked up. He squeaked at the sight.
Tris' pants were down, and a bunny rump was decending towards his head rapidly. He didn't move in time, however, and found himself head shoulders arms and knees in the bunny's rump. He wriggled weakly.
The hare chuured and just let gravity ease him down around the mouse, panting softly as it stimulated his prostate to take someone in like this. He rubbed his gut, feeling the other two boys already snuggling and kissing softly, "Unnn... almost there..." His rump touched the ground around Vick. Tris stood slowly, with the help of the couch, and groaned, the mouse's feet and rump getting wetly slurped in. He felt Vick's tail sway and squirm, nearly the full length sticking out of his rump as he pulled his pants up. He grunted, the pants no longer able to even pretend to be on him as he waddled to the couch's front and flopped down, rubbing his gut. He couldn't reach his throbbing preing cock anymore around his belly and whimpered, before his rump flexed and drew the long tail into his tailhole like a noodle. By the time the tip of the rodent's tail was slipped out of sight, the mouse wass being pressed up into his stomach to join the other two. He felt his gut shift as the mouse was pounced and pulled the rest of the way in by the other two. He wondered if they were still clothed, or if they had stripped while in his belly, and closed his eyes.
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A large feral jackal wandered into the living room and spotted a very nice sight. There was a big squirming gut with bunny legs and a hard drooling package on the couch. From his angle he couldn't really see the top half of the bunny, but he knew who it was... He grinned and reared up, putting his upper body on the gut and looking down, "Hey there, my little bunny..."
Tris meeped in surprise and belched from the pressure. He blushed as he realized who it was, "H-Hey Jal..."
Jal nuzzled over the big squirmy gut lovingly, "And who's this?" Assorted giggles came from the tummy.
Muffled Jizzal cried out, "Oh help us, Jal, the big bad Trissie got us!" More giggles came out as Tris blushed deeply.
"Is this true, lil bunny?" Jal grinned wide, scooting up atop the belly a bit more.
Tris blushed as he felt something hard press to his exposed tailhole, "Y-Yes..."
Jal grinned and thrust into the hare, "Good bunny, got all my lil boys in one place. Makes it so much easier to gobble you all up that way..." The jackal teased, thrusting into the nicely stretched rump. He guessed Tris must have taken one up under tail for his rump to be that loose.
Tris whimpered softly from the pleasure, so quickly changing, having finally gotten into the predatory swing of things before someone comes along and acts dominant, instantly making him back into the little submissive bunny he usually was.
Jal could tell this had happened and grinned wider, "That's it little bunny. You're mine. I'm gonna give the rest of you boys a nice bath of Jackal cum, then I'll tuck you all in to bed..."
"Y-Yes Jal..." Tris panted softly.
"Yes Jal!" The three boys in the belly giggled and rubbed around, trying to help get the bunny off.
Tris moaned softly as he felt the paws find their way to where his shaft was pushed against his swollen belly and started to rub about along it. At the same time, Jal's knot started grinding to his tailhole. Tris panted softly, the combined sensations driving him rapidly towards his peak.
Jal grinned, sensing the hare's peak was nigh, and humped forward strongly, pushing his knot all the way in, where it swelled up rapidly and locked in place. He growled and humped his hips, feeling his knot tug at Tris' rump. "Cum for me, little bunny... Show me you know you're mine..."
Tris squealed and started to cum, his body convulsing and splattering his stretched belly and Jal's chest with his spooge.
Jal took a couple more thrusts before he howled and started to pump the thick seed into Tris' body, whispering a spell as he did so. He leaned down to lick the bunny's face tenderly as he felt the hare coming down from his peak, slumping more into the couch.
Tristan murmured, feeling the hot seed working its way through his body towards his belly. He blushed as he realized Jal hadn't been kidding about giving his occupants a bath. He belched nearly compulsively.
Vick felt it first. A good deal more slime was at the bottom of the belly than there used to be. At first he thought that the bunny was starting to digest them but he sniffed, and Jackal musk was very potent in the air. He giggled and splashed Jizzal, who meeped and splashed back. Neither noticed that they were now waist deep in the thick spooge. They heard Tris give another belch. Lite squeaked as the level of cum jumped up to his chest, only now realizing what was going on. He giggled too and splashed both of the others. The cum just kept rising, up to their necks now. The spooge was definitely over the level of the entrance of the belly.
Tris tried to belch again, but spooge shot out his muzzle. He blushed deeper and Jal giggled, "Poor bunny, all full of spoo and cute little boys. They could still feel the boys playing around as Jal pulled with his hips and worked Tris to be seated, still hilted in the bunny's rump. The Jackal was still pumping seed. "Now I want you to belch as hard as you can..."
The bunny murmured softly and nodded, not realizing what would happen.
Jizzal murmured softly, tilting his head back as the cum level passed his chin, keeping his muzzle in the air bubble. The other two did the same, feeling their faces getting taken by the seed, before the thick fluid filled their mouths from the sides. Lite was able to get another breath through his nose before the level raised up over his muzzle entirely. The stomach contracted hard from outside and all three were unable to hold their breath anymore, bubbles working to the surface even as Tris started to belch one last time, taking the last of the air from his belly, and three sets of lungs up and out his mouth, followed by another short spurt of seed.
He blushed deeper as Jal kissed him softly. Tris wondered why his gut was thrashing so much, before his questions were overshadowed by the Jackal's maw. The big feral gulped around Tris' head softly, before working the preteen's shoulders into his mouth. He worked his jaws and pulled his cock out of Tris with a pop. The bunny whimpered as the seed in his colon poured out, but the seed deeper stayed in. Jal thrust his maw forwards, and then worked Tris to lean forwards to make it easier, forcing his maw down and around the gut as it gradually went still.
The jackal's lips worked down over Tris' navel as the tongue worked out to tuck the shaft into his muzzle, before he lunged forwards again, taking in the bunny's hips. He braced his forepaws on the edge of the couch and tilted his head back. The bunny's legs kicked a little, weakly, as his head pressed into the familiar tight space that was Jal's gut. Jal murred happily as his lips passed Tris' knees, and he spied the bunny's pants around his ankles still, and smirked. He extended his tongue and caught them, before working them into his maw with the bunny's big feet. He worked his jaws shut once more, licking his lips, and gulped in the same moment he hopped up onto the couch, his motion and Tris' inertia causing the bulge to not so much move as Jal's body to move around it, until Jal flopped down on his side on the soft cushions that is. He felt over his belly happily, "Mmmm... All the cute little boys... You're mine now..." He belched loudly and settled his head down as his giant gut started to gurgle and work over the three boys inside another, all of his own spooge, and four sets of clothing. "All mine..."
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Jal awoke that evening with a pressure in his bowels. He muured happily and hopped off the couch, his pudgy belly wobbling and swaying as he walked, nearly touching the ground when he stood upright. He reared up and pressed the door open with a paw, before he padded out into the back yard. He found himself a nice nook in the garden and raised his tail nice and high, "Time to let my boys out. Such good little boys." He groaned and let out a loud potent fart, before his tailhole started to spread and push out a thick log of fecal matter forth from his bowels, dark brown sludge flecked with bits of white shattered bone and ripped remnants of cloth and little specks of fur. Four colours of fur. He groaned softly, closing his eyes as the feeling made him horny again. Jal licked his lips, remembering how tasty Tris was, as he felt the shit piling up behind him, coiling and working into a mound like rancid soft serve. The jackal panted softly, having taken so much of the boys to be his pudge that what looked only like one furre's worth of shit had piled up, before he felt a familiar blockage or four. He groaned and pushed hard. One by one the skulls popped out, a skunk skull, a fox skull, a mouse skull, before finally a bunny skull, all landed on the pile, Tris' landing on top of the other three. Jal let out another fart, before he turned a bit and raised one leg, releasing the liquid waste from his body, straight onto the little pyramid of skulls. He aimed carefully, cleaning their eye sockets free of shit, and the rest of their surface white and shiny too. He shook his hips a bit and sighed happily. He sat down and looked at his piece of "Art" with a wide grin. He patted his tummy with a happy murr, then got up and padded back up towards the house, "C'mon, boys. Let's get some more sleep."
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