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It wasn't the first time that I got lost in the forest, but I'd always had at least some kind of approximate idea of my location. Not this time. I was completely and utterly lost. The horror stories about this forest were many. Stories that told of giant and hungry beasts. I'd never seen any of those beasts, but that didn't reassure me too much, with me being a fairly small and helpless fox, and with the night approaching.

I leaned back under a tree, feeling tired. It didn't make much sense to keep walking if I didn't know where I was going. Maybe if I calmed down a little I could find my way again. But then I heard something that I'd rather not have heard: the sound of branches snapping and leaves rustling. Something was approaching, and it was big. Trying to make as little noise as possible, I hid behind some bushes, and watched.

Between the trees appeared the largest wolf I'd ever seen. He almost looked like a bear. His body was thick and muscular, covered by a thick gray fur, but what caught my attention the most was his belly. His huge and round belly. Which was... wriggling...

The wolf held his belly with one of his hands while he used the other to make his way through the trees until he reached the forest clearing where I was hiding. He sat on a fallen log at the other end of the clearing, right across me, though he hadn't noticed my presence. At least for now. The wolf began rubbing his stomach with both hands, occasionally giving it a gentle pat, almost tenderly. Yes, something was definitely moving inside. Was there someone... alive in there? Yes, I was sure of it. It wasn't something unheard of, but it was still weird to see it firsthand.

I knew that the smartest thing to do would've been to leave while I still could, but I couldn't stop looking at the wolf. How would his prey feel inside his stomach? The wolf seemed to caress it almost fondly, as if he wanted his prey to feel good. Or was he just kneading his belly after a satisfying dinner? No, there was something in his eyes. He really cared about whoever was inside. Or that I wanted to believe, at least.

Just then did I notice his crotch. He had a pair of rather large testicles, above which stood an imposing semierect red cock dripping precum. I couldn't help but continue to marvel at the wolf's inexplicable majesty. And then he saw me.

"Hey," he said smiling where he stood, raising a hand.

I was paralyzed, not knowing what to do, while I watched the wolf still rubbing his belly.

"Don't be shy, come here."

I don't know what made me do it, but after a few seconds I came out of my hiding place and slowly approached the smiling wolf. My gaze was fixed on his belly's movements.

"He's enjoying it almost as much as I am," said the wolf.

"What... is him?" I asked, curious.

"Otter. Not very filling, but maybe it's for the better. That way I'll have space sooner for you."

"Are you going to... eat me?"

"Of course. But I have to digest him first," he said, patting his stomach.

I couldn't explain why I was still standing next to that wolf, almost stunned looking at him after he explicitly said he was going to eat me. But for some reason I didn't feel afraid. Nervous or anxious, maybe, but not afraid. It was as if I knew that this had to happen.

"You know, I usually jack off after a good meal. But since you're here, why don't you help me with this?" he said, gesturing towards his cock.

I looked at the wolf in the eyes. His smile was even bigger than before, and I could see his long fangs. Without saying a word, I positioned myself in front of the wolf, who spread his legs, and I knelt down. I was surrounded by the wolf's intense musk. I gave a timid lick to the tip of his dick, which dripped a few drops of precum. The wolf shuddered, and I felt one of his hands rest on my head. I braced myself expecting him to push me toward his body and thrust his cock deep into my throat, but he just caressed me and played with my ears. I took his balls with one hand. They were big and heavy, proof of his masculinity. I stopped licking his penis for a second and buried my nose amidst his balls to imbue my lungs with his scent. Had I not been totally at his mercy already, I would've said that the smell was hypnotizing. I passed my tongue through his scrotum, that tasted equally irresistible. I continued to lick and I went up slowly from the base of his member until I reached the tip again, and then I put it in his mouth. It had an intense but strangely pleasant taste. The wolf let out a sigh. I looked into his eyes, but he had closed them, lost in pleasure. Proud of bringing such satisfaction to my future owner, I dared to move my free hand to his big belly. The wolf looked at me again.

"Can you feel him?"

I ran my hand across the furry dome, and felt a faint movement inside it. I pressed harder and the otter answered me in the same way.

"Soon it'll be your turn to be in there," said the wolf. "How do you feel about that?"

I took his cock out of my mouth for a moment so I could answer. "I feel... that it's the right thing..."

It was true. I had no logical explanation, but it was the truth. The wolf smiled again, and gestured for me to resume the blowjob, so I did that. He put both his hands on my head, and this time he started to apply pressure. He wasn't violent, but his intention was clear. I managed to suppress my gag reflex and I deepthroated his cock. I noticed the wolf's breathing accelerating and I knew that the end was near. His knot had formed at the base of his penis. I looked up again and saw the wolf looking up at the sky, and in that instant he let out a powerful howl just as his body jolted and he came inside my mouth. An abundant stream of cum filled my mouth, which was followed by several smaller ones, until finally the wolf calmed down and his howl ended.

"This will be your last meal," he said between gasps. "Be sure to enjoy it."

His hands still held me firmly, so I was forced to swallow all his cum, although the thought of not doing it wouldn't even have crossed my mind. When I finished swallowing, the wolf released me, and I could get his penis out of my mouth, although a thread of semen was still connecting us. I timidly approached his dick and licked the remnants of cum until it was clean and shiny.

"Well done," he said. "I almost want to keep you so you could do it every day. But food is more important, don't you think?"

"Yeah... I guess so," I admitted. "Will you... eat me now?"

"I'd love to, but I'm still full of otter. I'll save you for breakfast, would you like that?"

I nodded. The wolf smiled. For some reason, his almost perpetual smile was strangely comforting. I imagined myself going beyond the teeth that formed it, then down his throat until reaching my final destination: his stomach. I wanted to think that he'd be smiling then too. That he'd enjoy my taste, and that he'd remember me, at least for a while, as something more than his breakfast. But that was not for me to decide.

"It's getting late," the wolf said. "Come, I'll take you to my lair to spend the night."

Without waiting for my answer, the wolf seized me with his thick hands and put me over his shoulder. He started walking, but I had no idea where we were going. My view consisted of his broad back, his buttocks and his fluffy tail that bobbed as he walked. I had no problem with that, honestly. I just waited, calm, as my owner took me to his home. Night fell, but the moonlight was enough for the wolf to find his way.

We arrived at a small cave, and the wolf deposited me carefully on a bed made of pelts and dry leaves. It was his bed, too big for me, but the simple fact of being there made me feel special. The wolf gave me a tender smile before he turned his back to me to light a fire. Once the fire was stable, he lay down on the bed, next to me, and pulled me closer to his belly. The otter was no longer moving. I hugged him as much as my short arms allowed. I was surrounded by his body heat as he returned the hug, pressing me against him. I'd never felt so safe and at peace. And so, in his arms, and knowing that it'd be my last night, I fell asleep.

* * *

It was already daytime when I woke up. The fire from the previous night was only ashes and the morning was cold, but the wolf's embrace kept me warm. He was still sleeping. I hugged him again and was answered by a growl from his stomach. He'd surely wake up hungry, and I'd be his breakfast. I stayed like that for a few minutes, immobile, embracing what would be my definitive home.

"Good morning," he said, suddenly.

I looked him in the eyes and he gave me a look full of tenderness. Was he always like that with his food? Or was I a special case? I didn't dare to ask him.

"Good morning," I answered. "Will you want your... breakfast in bed?"

The wolf laughed and hugged me tightly. He stroked my back with his hands and kissed my forehead. "You're adorable."

We stayed like that for a while longer. Neither of us said anything. On the one hand, I wanted the hug to last forever, but on the other hand, I knew what my purpose was, and I knew it was inevitable and necessary.

"Before I eat you, I want to do something with you."

The wolf pressed his body against mine again. And then I felt something hard, hot and slightly wet that pressed against my lower back. I knew immediately what it was.

"What should I do?" I asked nervously.

"Nothing. Just relax, and enjoy. I'll take care of it."

I nodded, and the wolf sat up on the bed. I felt a chill from not having his warm body around me, but I knew that would change soon. The wolf grabbed me gently and put me on all fours. He lifted my tail... and I felt his cock tip in my asshole. Apparently we'd go straight to the point, no foreplay or anything. The wolf rubbed his dick at my entrance, lubricating it with his abundant precum. And then he stopped, and I knew what would come next. I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth and braced myself.

No preparation was enough for the sheer size of the wolf's cock. I felt as if I was being split in two as he went further inside me. The pain was immense, but I restrained the urge to scream. Little by little he kept penetrating me, until he finally stopped.

"It's already inside. I hope it doesn't hurt too much."

I shook my head, but surely my tears gave me away. Even so, I wouldn't have it any other way. This had to happen. He was my owner, and if he wanted to play with his food, he had the right to do so. And honestly, I couldn't think of a better way to spend my last moments outside his stomach.

"I'll begin now," he said.

He grabbed me by my waist and slowly backed away until only the tip was inside, and then he pushed again. Little by little he started accelerating, and little by little the pain in my ass started turning into pleasure. My own cock was painfully erect and leaking. I started moaning, and the wolf growled wildly with each thrust. In another context I could've been a little scared, but I knew they were growls of pleasure.

Our mating didn't last much longer, but they were the happiest minutes of my life. The wolf grabbed me hard as he gave a final thrust and buried his knot inside my asshole. I didn't see it coming. If I felt like I was full before that, then I felt like I was going to burst. His howl was my signal to brace myself for the violent flood of cum inside my rectum, which tried to fill non-existent spaces.

The wolf fell down on top of me, panting. I was crushed between his body and the bed, but not to the point of it being painful. I loved feeling his big furry belly on my back. The knot would be there for a while, so I'd have to hold his cock inside me for a few more minutes, although the idea didn't bother me at all.

As the wolf's breathing slowed down to a normal pace, he began fondling my body, slowly, as if he wanted to record every small detail in his memory. He stopped for a moment on my buttocks.

"You have a great ass," he said. "I'd love it if we could do this again but... you know how things are."

I nodded. Just then the wolf's stomach growled again. The wolf laughed.

"See? My belly agrees"

"It's fine," I said. "I understand."

"You'll be a good breakfast," he said as he kept caressing me.

When finally his knot began to deflate, the wolf stood up, putting me on all fours again, and withdrew his cock. I felt a slight spurt of cum running down my leg, and then I felt the tongue of the wolf licking it, preventing it from reaching the bed. The tongue climbed up my leg and my buttock to reach my sore asshole, from which the wolf continued licking his cum. My cock throbbed at the pleasure of the wet stimulus in my backside.

"You're about to cum, aren't you?" he said. "I'm sure you're dying to jack off."

"Honestly... I am."

"Can you hold on until I eat you? I love it when my food cums in my mouth."

I nodded eagerly. Yes, I wanted to have my orgasm, but my body no longer belonged to me. I would hold on as long as necessary if that was what he wanted. The wolf stood in front of me, pointing at me with his already almost flaccid penis.

"I cleaned you back there, now it's your turn," he said.

I don't know why he had bothered to clean me with his tongue if everything would end up in the same place anyway, but I wasn't going to argue, it had been very pleasant after all. I put his cock in my mouth and sucked, trying to get every drop of semen. His taste was familiar to me, but this time it was mixed with my ass. It didn't bother me, though. When it was finally clean and shiny, I stepped back and looked at the wolf in the eye, smiling. He smiled back, as always. But I saw something else this time. Hunger. The wolf licked his lips, and I felt a wave of anxiety and nervousness again.

"Is it time yet?"

"Almost," he answered.

The wolf took me by my arms and put me standing in front of him. My face was just at the height of his belly. He ruffled the fur on my head, tenderly. His stomach growled again, impatient.

"Look, before I eat you, I have to tell you something, something I tell all my prey," he said, suddenly becoming serious. "If you don't want to be my food... you can leave. I'm not going to force you. I won't go after you. I want that to be clear."

"I..."

"You don't need to say anything. What's left of that tasty otter from yesterday already wants out, so I'll go and take care of that. This is your last chance to leave. If you're still here when I return... I'll assume you want to end up just like him."

The wolf patted his belly, for emphasis. I nodded weakly and watched the wolf leave the cave and get lost among the trees. I was stunned for a few seconds before I began to ponder the situation. I had already made up my mind that I'd be wolf food. I almost felt like I needed to be wolf food, that anything else would be wrong. But now he was giving me the chance to escape. To come out alive from this forest, to continue with my life and my projects. That's_if_ I managed to get out alive from the forest in the first place. I could always get caught by some other predator, one that was much less gentle, one that I didn't want to feed. And then, while I was being devoured by that predator, I'd be crying and begging for my wolf to save me. The wolf that, for some reason, I had the feeling that he cared about me as something more than just a simple meal. But... what if I _was_just a simple meal to him? Would I sacrifice my life and my future for someone for whom I didn't mean anything? It wasn't like I had a very interesting life or future, but even so, being food was something so... permanent. Although maybe it was for the best. To become part of someone bigger, someone better. Forever.

I was still analyzing my options when I saw that the wolf was back in the cave, with a huge grin on his face.

"I'm so glad you made this choice," he said.

No. I hadn't made any choice. It wasn't up to me to make choices about the property of others. And I was property of this wolf.

"Well, the time has come. You're nervous, right?"

I nodded. This had to happen. There wasn't any other way.

"Easy there, everything will be fine. Come here."

The wolf enveloped me again in a tight, warm hug. The last one I'd receive in my whole life...

"Have a nice trip," he said. "Maybe in another life we'll meet again, in different circumstances..."

"Thanks," I said. "For everything."

"Thank you, little fox," he said smiling. "And remember, you still have one last job to do."

He said that as he gestured to my penis, that had got a little soft in the absence of the wolf, but was soon recovering. I nodded, and the wolf took me by the arms and brought me to his open mouth. His fangs looked dangerous, but I knew they wouldn't hurt me. His tongue looked like an invitation to the throat I was going to enter in a few seconds. I watched as the wolf's jaws came closer and closer, until his tongue touched my face, and he began tasting me. He did it passionately, and I liked to think that it was because he liked my taste. Slowly, I found myself traveling deeper and deeper inside the wolf's mouth, until I could barely see anything else around me. I felt his warmth breathing surrounding me. And then my nose reached his throat, which opened to receive me. And then everything was darkness.

My head was surrounded by the muscled walls of the wolf's throat. It felt somewhat uncomfortable, but it was the only way towards my destination, so I held on as I felt my torso and arms go into the wolf's throat as he continued to swallow. Suddenly something in front of me stopped my way, as if resisting, before opening and giving way to a much more spacious chamber. I knew that I was finally reaching the wolf's stomach. My last stop.

While I marveled at what I was experiencing, my waist entered the wolf's mouth, and suddenly I felt his thick, wet tongue licking my crotch. The wolf stopped swallowing, and I remembered that I had to cum in his mouth. There wasn't much I could do but to enjoy and shudder at the skill with which the wolf licked my cock, balls and even my asshole. I felt the pleasure in my genitals running all over my body, surrounded by the humidity and warmth of the wolf's interior. It wasn't much longer until I had the best orgasm of my life.

Barely being able to pant due to the little air inside the stomach, I managed to recover just as the wolf continued to swallow. Now it was much faster. He took my legs and raised them to get the help of gravity, and after a few seconds the rest of my body was completely inside his stomach. I got in a fetal position. The place was warm and wet, and I had enough air to not feel suffocated for a while. There was a pool of gastric juices at my feet, but they didn't seem to be burning me... yet...

I felt the wolf's hands caressing me through the walls of his stomach. I couldn't help but to smile. I was in the best place I could be. A thunderous sound that couldn't be anything other than a loud burp rumbled around me, letting out some of the air in the stomach, which the wolf hurried to replenish. Apparently he wanted to keep me conscious for as long as possible. While one of his hands was still rubbing his belly, I felt that the other pressed rhythmically at what I assumed was the lower part of his belly. He was probably masturbating. I was surprised, considering that he'd just came in my ass a few minutes ago, although then I remembered that he'd said that he always jacked off after a good meal. Did that mean that I'd been a good meal? I liked to think so.

With the rhythmic sound of the wolf's masturbation as background music, I started to enjoy my last moments in peace before digesting and becoming part of my owner's body. Part of a superior being.

I was lucky to meet him. This had to happen. Everything was fine.