#werewolf pred
A bumping at the door woke Jacob up from a dead sleep. A low growl filled the room as a hulking figure bared its teeth and made its way towards him. He looked at the clock, 5:37am. “Home already?” Jacob asked, stretching.
The nine-foot figure crawled towards the bed on all fours, its swollen belly swaying side to side as it moved. The wolf crawled into bed, licking Jacob’s face before flopping on his side and letting out a huge sigh of relief as his massive gut layed on the bed. Jacob reached over and rubbed the creature’s furry belly, “someone had a good hunt!”
He crawled out of the blankets and gave the werewolf’s tight stomach a kiss, “do you remember what you ate this time?”
The wolf let out a moan, his face shrinking back as the moonlight’s effects began their gradual process of fading, “nrrr- n-no..”
“Oh Ricky, I hope no one caught you on camera,” Jacob teased as he massaged his boyfriend’s belly, “I wonder what’s in there this time.”
“Trr-taste… tastes like… cow,” Rick struggled.
Jacob put his arms around Rick’s stuffed tummy, his hands barely reaching halfway. “Gotta be more than that, the Wolf never finishes a cow, just makes a mess.”
Rick’s belly gave a long, low rumble, followed by a gag from Rick just before he spit up a set of keys. He let out a low, rumbling burp as Jacob picked up the keys and set them to the side.
“I guess the better question is WHO is in there then,” Jacob laughed as he pressed Rick’s belly hard, “do you remember?”
Rick closed his eyes before struggling out, “m-man. gas station. motorcycle. big guy. no one… saw.”
“Did the wolf make a mess?”
Rick paused and tried hard to remember through the thick fog. He remembered the man and his bike. The wolf had eaten a quarter of a cow before he heard the bike, and then he stalked the man. He remembered walking up, but that’s when the memory faded, then he remembered something sitting heavy in his stomach, almost like it was moving. He let out a groan, “no mess.”
“How’d he do that?” Jacob asked with one eyebrow raised.
Rick felt something else trying to come up his throat, something much bigger. He let out a gag before spitting out a wallet into Jacob’s hand. “He ate-uURRP… whole.”
Jacob’s eyes widened, “whole? Like, one bite? I thought you said he was big.”
Rick’s belly gave another deep, pained moan. “S-sw… swallowed him.”
“No way”
“W-urrRRRRRRP-way.”
Jacob rubbed his stuffed, fuzzy belly, “wow, that’s cool as hell.” He looked over Rick’s belly at the rest of him and found he was still mostly wolf. His stomach was so full this time, he might not turn back for at least two days while his stomach worked down enough for him to safely turn human again.
“Let’s see who he was,” Jacob said as he opened the wallet. He looked over the ID and took out the sticky cash, setting it aside. “Alright Ricky, you know the rule: no evidence.”
Ricky opened his mouth wide. Jacob looked inside at the row of sharp teeth. Even half-turned his mouth was wide enough to fit Jacob’s entire head in, he absolutely could have swallowed a man in full form. Jacob felt himself get hard at the thought of watching that and quickly put the wallet at the back of Rick’s throat.
Like instinct, he swallowed and the wallet disappeared. “Anything else in that big belly we should worry about?”
Rick’s belly gave a low groan, “n…no baby. Just meat. Lots of meat.”
Jacob went back to kneading Rick’s firm belly, thinking about how easily he could fit in there twice over. He felt his underwear twitch as he thought about it, “that’s right, lots of meat.”
A bumping at the door woke Jacob up from a dead sleep. A low growl filled the room as a hulking figure bared its teeth and made its way towards him. He looked at the clock, 5:37am. “Home already?” Jacob asked, stretching.
The nine-foot figure crawled towards the bed on all fours, its swollen belly swaying side to side as it moved. The wolf crawled into bed, licking Jacob’s face before flopping on his side and letting out a huge sigh of relief as his massive gut layed on the bed. Jacob reached over and rubbed the creature’s furry belly, “someone had a good hunt!”
He crawled out of the blankets and gave the werewolf’s tight stomach a kiss, “do you remember what you ate this time?”
The wolf let out a moan, his face shrinking back as the moonlight’s effects began their gradual process of fading, “nrrr- n-no..”
“Oh Ricky, I hope no one caught you on camera,” Jacob teased as he massaged his boyfriend’s belly, “I wonder what’s in there this time.”
“Trr-taste… tastes like… cow,” Rick struggled.
Jacob put his arms around Rick’s stuffed tummy, his hands barely reaching halfway. “Gotta be more than that, the Wolf never finishes a cow, just makes a mess.”
Rick’s belly gave a long, low rumble, followed by a gag from Rick just before he spit up a set of keys. He let out a low, rumbling burp as Jacob picked up the keys and set them to the side.
“I guess the better question is WHO is in there then,” Jacob laughed as he pressed Rick’s belly hard, “do you remember?”
Rick closed his eyes before struggling out, “m-man. gas station. motorcycle. big guy. no one… saw.”
“Did the wolf make a mess?”
Rick paused and tried hard to remember through the thick fog. He remembered the man and his bike. The wolf had eaten a quarter of a cow before he heard the bike, and then he stalked the man. He remembered walking up, but that’s when the memory faded, then he remembered something sitting heavy in his stomach, almost like it was moving. He let out a groan, “no mess.”
“How’d he do that?” Jacob asked with one eyebrow raised.
Rick felt something else trying to come up his throat, something much bigger. He let out a gag before spitting out a wallet into Jacob’s hand. “He ate-uURRP… whole.”
Jacob’s eyes widened, “whole? Like, one bite? I thought you said he was big.”
Rick’s belly gave another deep, pained moan. “S-sw… swallowed him.”
“No way”
“W-urrRRRRRRP-way.”
Jacob rubbed his stuffed, fuzzy belly, “wow, that’s cool as hell.” He looked over Rick’s belly at the rest of him and found he was still mostly wolf. His stomach was so full this time, he might not turn back for at least two days while his stomach worked down enough for him to safely turn human again.
“Let’s see who he was,” Jacob said as he opened the wallet. He looked over the ID and took out the sticky cash, setting it aside. “Alright Ricky, you know the rule: no evidence.”
Ricky opened his mouth wide. Jacob looked inside at the row of sharp teeth. Even half-turned his mouth was wide enough to fit Jacob’s entire head in, he absolutely could have swallowed a man in full form. Jacob felt himself get hard at the thought of watching that and quickly put the wallet at the back of Rick’s throat.
Like instinct, he swallowed and the wallet disappeared. “Anything else in that big belly we should worry about?”
Rick’s belly gave a low groan, “n…no baby. Just meat. Lots of meat.”
Jacob went back to kneading Rick’s firm belly, thinking about how easily he could fit in there twice over. He felt his underwear twitch as he thought about it, “that’s right, lots of meat.”
