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Gris & Dwayne's Voretober 2022: Hoard (Day 24)
🕑 Added 2022-10-24 11:41:34 +0000 UTC
Previous Chapter: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49516269/ or https://aryion.com/g4/view/833578
Time to send Gris to the stomach! C:
(P.S. The art in the thumbnail is by Seviene!)
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Dwayne gently pushed Gris’s head away from his belly, which made the human let out a pouty whine. “Now now, don’t worry,” the wolf cooed. “You’ll be inside of there soon enough. But first, I want to sample my wonderful treat. . .”
He repositioned himself so that he was kneeling next to his prey, who looked up at him eagerly. Then, the stalker leaned down, stuck out his tongue, and placed it on Gris’s chest, swirling it around the area.
The wolf paid special attention to the human’s top surgery scars, which made Gris smile. He felt affirmed and cared for deeply when Dwayne did that, and that feeling, on top of knowing he was being so lovingly tasted, was absolutely /amazing/. . .
The stalker lapped up Gris’s chest until the entire area was covered in drool, then moved down to the stomach, licking that up too. The human giggled—he was a bit ticklish down there—as he was sampled even more, and the wolf’s licks became faster, more frantic, and more eager. After that he moved to Gris’s arms, and once those were drenched, he lapped up the prey’s legs as well. Soon enough, the human was completely soaked in drool.
The wolf brought his head up and looked in the human’s eyes. “You’re amazing,” he whispered to Gris. He looked like a hungry dragon, triumphantly admiring his hoard. “Absolutely stunning. . . You’re sure I can really have you?”
Gris smiled. “Of course,” he replied. “I know how much you love me. If anyone should have me, it should be you.”
The stalker smiled, blushing. “Thank you,” he murmured. “I can’t wait to feel you inside of me. . .”
He went in front of Gris’s feet and wrapped his hands around the human’s ankles. Then, he stuffed them into his maw, and the feeding began.
Gris whimpered with desire as the wolf rapidly devoured him, giving rapid licks before gulping him down bit by bit. He was quickly sent down the canine’s throat, and he loved the way it squeezed around his body, trapping him and making it known that he belonged to somebody else. Somebody who desired him more than anybody else in the world. . .
His feet soon poked inside of the stalker’s stomach, and more of his body soon fell inside. Gris smiled as he piled in the belly, which gurgled loudly as he came inside. It didn’t take long for his head to be the only part of hi poking outisde of Dwayne—the rest of him had been eaten by the loving wolf.
“Thank you,” Gris told the stalker. “Thank you for making me yours. . .”
“The honor is mine,” the canine assured him. “Truly, I can’t wait to have all of you. Hold on tight, dearest!”
He sucked the human’s head into his mouth and licked it up. Then, a loud /GULP/ sucked it down, and Gris traveled down the tight throat, soon landing inside the belly. He curled up with the rest of his body, smiling.
He was finally where he truly belonged.
