Regrets About Love
Regrets About Love
By Jag
Contains micro/macro situations, M/M yiff, M/M vore (oral and slight cock), digestion, scat
Dee and Marc (c) Jag
Lyrics from "Poison" by Alice Cooper
For the first time in his life Dee was starting to feel regret for what he had done to Marc. At first he was happy and smug about his task of shrinking down the hapless fox and then toying around with him, giving him a one way trip to his insides. Marc had become just a little snack that would fuel Dee for the course of maybe a few hours. He had been tasty and had been fun and things couldn't have been any better during the first few days. Dee had come home, enjoyed his time by fooling around with some gaming online and sleeping soundly in his bed, not a care about being caught or anything as there was literally no evidence to prove something had happened to the other fox. He smiled to himself as he got a phone call from Marc's parents, asking him when he had last seen him. Dee casually replied that they went on a picnic and got into a bit of a fight, then went their separate ways. He hadn't seen him since the picnic, his for the most part was entirely true.
he search went on for about a week, kids at the high school just talking about where Marc could have run off to and asking Dee why he wasn't so worried about things, even questioning why he wasn't sad over the events. He shook off those questions, telling every student that asked them that he didn't care and that it wasn't like the two of them were attached at the hip. Although it was weird seeing Dee all alone wandering the halls, since Marc literally had every class with the other fox and hung over him, which most of the students found cute. While Dee claimed they weren't a couple, Marc always said they were and those words get by in a school very quickly. Still Dee got through a whole week of school without worry and felt calm and collected, till one Friday when things seemed almost normal. Others no longer asked where Marc was and when he got home his mother had left him a note on the counter telling him not to worry about Marc anymore, not that he was. It was all rather confusing since one day everything just seemed normal again. Marc was annoying and all, but a week to forget the guy was pretty harsh.
It was that night when things seemed to get back to normal that Dee began to regret things. Tossing and turning in bed he heard whispers in his mind, Marc's voice talking to him in his dreams. That first night it was just his voice, echoing out in his mind and asking him numerous questions. Why did he do that? Why was it so fun? Why didn't he just talk with him instead of taking drastic measures? It made Dee break into a sweat while he dreamt, causing him to growl, toss and turn all night. He woke up several times, almost hearing those whispers in his room as he sat in bed, panting and trying to toss those nasty questions from his mind. Tired and restless the entire next day, he wasted a Saturday in his room, only coming out for meals and to get something to drink, feeling as if he was being watched. It was then he wondered if he had done the right thing to Marc, but quickly shook his head. He did what needed to be done and he was happy with that decision.
That night wasn't much better, the voice in his dreams continued to call out to him, causing him to whine and shiver in bed. The voice never sounded mad or angry, but was instead soft and gentle, which was somewhat disturbing as he knew the voice belonged to Marc. That night things got even worse, it was almost as if he could feel his sides being rubbed lightly, his ears being tickled and his tail being played with. It all seemed too real to actually be a dream. The last thing that happened that night as feeling a gentle kiss on his lips, causing him to gasp and wake himself up, panting and sweating even more then the previous night. It was three in the morning and Dee just watched the clock for an hour, not able to go back to bed. He stayed awake for the entire day, randomly watching movies he and Marc used to watch, kinda making them their movies. Every so often he would smile to himself, remembering a nice thought about Marc, but shrugged it off knowing he was gone and he'd never be happy around him again, even if he was rather annoying at times.
Dee's entire Sunday was basically a blur. He did his best to stay awake, but every time he drifted off into a nap, he felt Marc's presence, nudging against him and whispering words at him, an occasional chuckle coming from the other fox. Those naps never lasted for more then a few minutes, snapping Dee awake to continue on with his movies and online surfing. It was halfway through the day when Dee thought that maybe there was a way to bring Marc back. Searching online through various websites he frequented, he tried to look, but soon broke down, shutting down the computer. He wasn't going to bring him back. He'd gotten rid of the fox and even regret wasn't going to make him bring him back.
Dee had fallen asleep rather hard and easily that night, exhausted over the previous few days and nights. At first things started out well enough, but then his dream focused in on him, laying in bed and whimpering to himself. He then felt someone climb into bed with him and felt Marc rest his muzzle on his shoulder, whispering those same questions to him. In his dream Dee shut his eyes tightly, hoping to make things go away. Marc's paws rubbed over his sides before reaching over and rubbing Dee's belly, his crotch pressing against his backend and making Dee quiver lightly, his eyes still shut and whimpering. He heard the words to a song he could barely remember, but began to whimper and cry hearing them come from Marc's voice.
Your cruel device
Your blood like ice
One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
Dee felt Marc hump against him a few times, chuckling some like he used to do when the two first began to have fun in their bedrooms. Dee moaned softly feeling Marc press his hot member into his backside, making him shudder in pleasure as the fox's paw reached down to rub at his sheath, coaxing it from the protective flesh. The dream felt so real, the pleasure and soft moaning between the two of them. Marc humped into Dee while Dee humped his cock into the warm paw of his friend, whining for release and moaning deeply. He then felt the cock inside of his throb heavily, releasing cum inside of him, causing Dee to murr and squirm some, his own cock firing off his own rounds into the sheets. The two laid there, cuddled up against one another, Marc nipping at Dee's ears a few times before he began to sing once more to him.
I want to love you, but I better not touch...
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you, but I want it too much...
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
Dee suddenly woke up, his entire body feeling like it was one fire. The first thing he did was glance at the clock, finding it to be four in the morning. That meant only a couple hours till he had to get up and return once more to school, to a place that had forgotten Marc within a week of him not being there. The same with his parents and friends and also with Marc's own family. It was just got so weird and creepy the more Dee thought about it. His paw moved down to itch his belly, finding it covered in dried seed, making him glance over his bed, feeling around for the dried spots of cum. Must have been some dream for him to actually have an orgasm during his sleep, first time in a few years too. Sighing to himself, Dee rubbed his paws into his eyes and groaned to himself, laying back down and staring up at the ceiling, trying his best to fall back asleep. Still those lyrical words from Marc echoed in his mind. It had been less then four entire days since he first started to regret doing what he did to Marc. Dee could almost hate himself over what he had done. If there was a way to bring his friend back, then he'd take it in a second. He finally figured out that while Marc made good habit to being annoying, being around him made him more happy then being without him. Dee thought things over for another hour, he couldn't live without Marc anymore. Since the first time he laid eyes on Marc he knew that he had found a good friend. Although as he started to regret using and eating him, Dee got to thinking that he didn't just find a friend, but he found someone he could possibly love. If there was a way to bring Marc back then Dee would find it.
Dee had fallen in and out of sleep for the rest of the night, springing out of bed as his alarm went off. Trudging to the bathroom, the fox turned on the shower and stepped inside, spending almost a full half hour under the water as he got lost in thought, the only thing snapping him out was his mother pounding on the door and telling him that he'd miss the bus. Grumbling to himself he shut off the water and got out, drying himself off as fast as he could before leaving the bathroom and wandering back to his room, where he'd proceed to put on some pants and a shirt. He'd normally put on a pair of underwear, but he'd stopped really wearing them a few months after first meeting Marc. It was originally a suggestion from the other fox, just in case he ever wanted to do something while at school or out and about, which they did of course and the habit just kind of stuck with him. Shaking off that feeling for the moment, Dee hurried down the stairs, grabbing his backpack from the table and then heading out the front door, just to see the bus fly by his house, causing him to grumble loudly to himself and head back inside.
"Mom! I need you to drive me to school."
"Well your going to need to wait ten minutes while I get ready Dee."
Sighing to himself the fox began to fix himself some cereal, just waiting for his mother to get done so she could drive him to school. Once there all Dee would have to do is get through a few periods and skip lunch so that'd he could explore the library and try to find some more of those weird books he'd studied for a few months. Maybe there was a potion he could make and ingest to have whoever he'd eaten alive actually come back. It sounded like a long shot, but so did some of those potions he'd made and tested, most of which worked just as they said they would. Munching on his bowl of Cheerios, Dee just stared off into space, waiting for his mother to get back downstairs to take him to school. It took just less then ten minutes for Dee to finish breakfast and be out the front door, on his way to figuring a way to get Marc back.
Dee arrived at the school late, the first period having already started. He would have gone, but decided to just hit the library first. Wandering around through the aisles, he always wondered why his school's library was do damn big, probably double the size of the lunch room. Yet, there was a college right down the street which didn't have many books in its own library and college students were happily welcomed to check into the school and browse some books. Going to the back sections of the library, Dee began to search for some older books that he had first found about a year ago. They were all huge books with hard covers, written in both writing he could read and some pages with just gibberish. He knew that if he could find one of those books then there might be something he could use. Although the books were never in the same spot he had left them and having not looked at one for a few months, he couldn't expect it to even be in the right place. Still the fox kept searching well after the second bell rang for his next class.
It took Dee far longer to find any books that would fit his interest, skipping his first three periods before giving up. He had browsed through one book, but it wasn't written in a language he could understand, so he gave up easily on that one. Sighing to himself he decided he should at least take a quick break and headed off to lunch, checking out one book about magic spells that he just wanted to look through real quick for any hints. Heading to the lunch room, he saw a few of his friends, who waved to him and said something to him, but through the noise in the lunch area it was drowned out. Although he could have sworn they said something about Marc. Shrugging it off, Dee went through the lunch line, grabbing a sandwich and going into the hall to sit alone. Plopping down next to some lockers he began to skim through the book as he ate, just intent on finding something for him, although his hopes were being dashed the more he looked through each page. With the entire lunch period almost fading in a blink of an eye, Dee decided that he would be better off just going to the rest of his classes. First his science class, which was followed by gym and then his film and math class.
Grunting as he stood up, Dee put the book into his bag and headed toward the nearest stairwell, climbing up to the second floor and then heading toward his class. Sighing to himself as he heard commotion from his class, but was in no mood for some lively discussion that started before class. Dee thought about turning around right now and heading back to the library, but moved along, take a few deep breathes to help calm himself down. Moving into the room where his class was being held he paused at the doorway to see all of his classmates just hovering around where he usually sat and soon they all turned toward the door to look at Dee, smiling at him and moving out of the way. There in his usual seat was Marc, who just smiled at the other fox and then went back to talking with a few others that were asking him different questions.
A shiver ran down Dee's spine as he looked at the fox, causing him to shake his head and rub his eyes. This wasn't some sort of dream, being here in school and just seeing Marc sitting in his seat. It was as real as real could be. Taking a step forward, Dee almost lost his balance, causing him to stumble to the side and rest his back on the wall. Mr. Forts, the teacher for this specific study area, turned to Dee.
"Are you alright Dee? Do you need to go down and see the nurse?"
The fox just shook his head and took another step, almost falling onto a nearby desk. Marc sprung up and then moved over to Dee, casually lifting one of the other foxes arms over his shoulder and slowly moving him back to where the two usually sat, side by side. The rest of the class returned to their seats as Mr. Forts stood up and began to talk about whatever he had left off when Friday's class ended. Getting to their seats, Marc placed Dee in his seat and took his next to him, just staring ahead and looking at Mr. Forts as he drew a few images on the blackboard. Dee couldn't help but just stare at Marc, looking him over and making sure it was really him. The other fox turned to Dee, grinning at him.
"What? See a ghost?"
Dee shook his head a few times, swallowing hard and just stuttering a few words, his body feeling heavy and his head feeling light. Another shiver ran over Dee's body, making him whine softly and shake his head a few times, trying to make sense out of this entire situation. Marc didn't say another word for the entire class, only looked forward and took some notes on what Mr. Forts was talking about. Dee, on the other hand, spent this class just staring at Marc. His mind was going crazy with ideas of how Marc was actually alive and back to the correct size. He couldn't put any pieces together, just getting lost in one thought after another. Not even bothering paying attention to class, Dee lost track of time and soon heard the bell ring, everyone getting up as Mr. Forts assigned something for tonight. Marc slowly got up and put some books in his bag and then just headed out the door to his next class, leaving a stunned Dee sitting there as the class emptied. Mr. Forts looked at the fox in his empty room.
"You sure your okay Dee?"
"Marc was just sitting beside me just now...right?"
"Well of course he was. Everyone thought he was gone for good, but on Friday the school got a call from Marc's parents, telling us that he had come home after going on a surprise trip. Marc thought he had left a note for his parents, but guess he forgot. You should hurry along before your late for a class Dee."
Dee just nodded to himself and grabbed his bag as he stood up, glancing at the clock. Dee's mind was blank and he had no idea why Marc just left him alone in class, maybe he was mad over what he had done. Blinking to himself as he headed past other students piling into the room, he heard the next class bell ring and then thought for a second. Next class was gym and both he and Marc had that class together. Maybe he could drag the other fox into the locker room for a chat alone while everyone else did their tasks in class. Nodding to himself, Dee ran off down the hall, pushing open the door to the stairwell and almost leaping down the stairs as he made his way back to the front of the school and into the locker room doors. Setting his bag down on one of the benches, Dee rushed over to the gym entrance and peeked out of the window in the door, trying to find Marc out with the other students who were seated on the floor. Looking to each one Dee couldn't find Marc with them, making him search harder, knowing that Marc was back and that he should have been here. Sighing to himself it looked as if Marc had either gone somewhere else or was just not around, although he could have always still be in the locker room. Dee's ears suddenly perked as he heard something behind him, soon feeling his head being pulled upward and a tube placed in his muzzle. A foul tasting liquid poured into his mouth and a firm rub on his throat caused him to swallow all of it. Hearing a giggle behind him and his body being let go, Dee spun around to see Marc, waving a tube in the air before moving deeper into the locker room, back to where Dee had left his own bag. Dee quickly gave chase after the other fox, who began to take off his shift and pants, his gym clothes on the bench next to him.
"Marc! What--How--I mean--"
Marc just began to chuckle, standing there in his blue tight fitting boxer-briefs, a pair Dee had actually given the fox for his birthday a year ago. Dee'd mind just blanked, far too many question being raised in just a few seconds and thus far he wasn't given any answers. He took a step toward Marc, reaching a paw out and then looking up at him, gasping some. He had felt himself suddenly shrink a few feet, making him about half the size of the fox in front of him. His shirt hung loose from his upper body and his pants quickly fell down, revealing the lower half Dee. Marc just crouched down, staring at Dee with a huge smile on his face, reaching a paw out and rubbing over the smaller foxes head. Dee let out a small murr to begin with before swallowing hard and pushing away from Marc, taking a step back and falling with a thud on his rump. He then felt his body surge downward, his shift covering the rest of him as he was buried under his clothes, making him go still. Dee's head spun around in circles as he felt a paw glide along the outside of the clothes, trying to search him out. Dee began to crawl under the clothes, escaping from under the shirt and into the open. Before he had anytime to run Marc snatched him up in his paw, holding a no more then five or six inch Dee, just a tad bit bigger then what Marc had been when he was shrunk. Staring up at the now huge Marc, the tiny Dee shivered a bit more, whining and almost starting to cry as he felt exactly what Marc must have felt when he was this height.
"Well Dee, maybe its time you got some answers about things, but then again perhaps you'd just like to take a slimy trip down into my belly..."
With that Marc opened wide, revealing to Dee all of his sharp pointy teeth and the pink inside that was his mouth. The walls glistened with saliva and the dark purple throat of the fox pulsed some, swallowing a bit of saliva as Dee was slowly moved toward the wide open jaws, making him whine loudly and wiggle around in the tight furry paw. Instead of being thrusted into the muzzle of his friend, he was given a rather strong lick, causing his entire front half to be drenched in sticky saliva, the pungent odor of Marc's breath hanging on his fur and around him. It smelt like whatever he had for lunch, probably something like chicken salad and chips. The smell made Dee dizzy and he had to press his head down into the paw, wiping the saliva from his nose to get the smell away from him. All around him he could hear Marc chuckling. The larger fox soon switched Dee into his other paw and took a seat, crossing his legs and just eyeing the much smaller fox that he had captured.
"Answers first I think, just so your not totally confused over this entire situation."
Dee looked at marc, stuttering with a few words as he did before, trying to voice what he had to say. He then finally just blurted out a single word from his endless thoughts.
"HOW!?"
"Well you see Dee, I started wondering what was going on with you over the past few months. You became a little distant and got annoyed with me faster then usual. I don't try to be annoying, but it just sorta happens sometimes. With your sudden change in views of my habits I started to spy on you a little bit, even having a bunny friend help me out with those tasks. We found out what you were planning on doing, so I decided to do my own planning. I looked into a few books and found a neat little spell that protected against most kinds of death, even had the ability to reform your body when it went lifeless. Of course I found this little spell hard to believe, but tried to out once I found the ingredients to make the liquid with first. Make the liquid, cast the spell and drink up. Then no matter what happens to your body if your killed then it'll bring you back to life. Although things start to really get complicated if someone finds your other body. Luckily for me though you got rid of that one fully by digesting it."
"But why were you gone for so long then!!"
"Well I hadn't really figured in the whole process, the spell I used took a few days to work. Although when I came back I appeared in my room with every little piece of knowledge of what had happened to me. I stayed away from school for a few days, sulking about how you didn't like me and all, but then I figured that by watching you some more that maybe you had doubts and I see that you did. I'm really glad you care about me Dee, but now it's my turn to give you some revenge for what happened. It caught me off guard and really hurt my feelings. Although now looking back at it, being in your tailhole and going down your slimy throat and wiggling in your stomach...murr...that was so fun."
"Wait Marc, just undo this and we can talk this over more."
"But I don't want to really talk right now Dee. I've explained a good chunk of everything and now I've got to get back to class. You on the other hand can just take the rest of the day off to think about how much fun your going to have with me once I get home. You'll like going down my throat so much Dee, it's so erotic and once you plop inside of that stomach, things just keep getting better. Until, well, digestion starts. That's a little painful..."
With that Marc smiled happily at Dee and then moved him downward, using a few fingers to pull his boxers open and then stuffed Dee inside, making the tiny fox start to squirm around some. Marc let out a low murr as he sealed Dee inside of his boxers, the tip of his cock soon poking against Dee as he wiggled around and then rested, possibly trying to think of a way out. Giving his crotch a squeeze, that got another few squirms from Dee, causing Marc to smile even wider and quickly put his gym clothes on, heading out into class with all the others, with an extra little something down below.
Dee was overwhelmed after his initial wiggling by the musky smell all around him. It made him pant and rub himself up against the furry sheath of his friend, part of him almost wanting to be used to bad by him. Soon he began to settle down some, thinking heavily about what Marc had said, that was until he got a firm squeeze that pressed him onto the sheath again, making him murr and squirm more. It was even more hard to concentrate as Marc ran around the gym with the other students, playing some sort of game with them. The only thing Dee could really focus on was the smell of Marc's crotch getting more powerful the harder he ran and the more he sweated. The sweet, musky smell became second nature to Dee, even more powerful then when he was bigger and just pressed his nose into the fox's crotch. Every so often he would feel Marc either give him a squeeze or adjust his shorts so that they wouldn't fall off. Each time Dee would just murr loudly, and wiggle around some more, often getting a rise from Marc. Dee could also voices all around him, most likely the other students chatting and then the occasional shout from the coach as he gave them tasks to do. He couldn't really make out any of the voices and soon it all became background noise to him. Dee soon lost track of time, half the time his mind blanked out as he wriggled himself against the sheath and even when he had time to think clearly the fox didn't have any plan to convince Marc to not do what he was going to do.
Things began to settle down and Dee could feel Marc sit down on something hard, his body moving around a bit as the larger fox changed into his normal clothes. The voices around him soon went away and then Dee could only ear one as he felt a flood of light wash over him from above, his eyes looking up to see Marc smiling at him. \
"Having fun?"
Dee felt a paw on the outside press him into the sheath, just making him murr loudly and wrap his paws around the fuzzy sheath.
"Well that's good Dee, hehe."
With that the tiny fox was sealed in darkness once again, just feeling a paw on the outside stroking over the bulge that was both Dee and the hard sheath inside. Soon enough the musky smell began to grow heavier around Dee and he could feel the cock begin to poke free, bulging out Marc's front a bit more and causing Dee to fidget a bit more, trying to hold onto the sheath as best he could. The smell of pre began to work over Dee's fur as it leaked from the tip of the cock above him and spilled down onto him. He could feel each step Marc took as he walked and soon felt him sit down again, rubbing a paw over his crotch some a few minutes later. He must've been sitting in film class to be just groping and rubbing himself, although Dee murred happily at the hand probing at him from the other side, causing him to moan softly. Soon almost the entire length of Marc's cock was pressed against the inside of his shorts and pressed against Dee in the process. He felt a shiver of pleasure run through both his and Marc's body as the large fox began to jerk himself off in the dark classroom, his paw grabbing the cock through his pants and just rubbing it up and down as quick and quietly as he could. Pre continued to leak down on Dee and the smell made him murr deeply, causing him to get some of the pre-cum in his mouth, making him moan softly and drink as much as he could as he washed over him. A few seconds later he felt Marc almost leap from his seat as his cock began to shoot torrents of seed into his underwear, which splashed back down on Dee afterward, covering his furry body in cum. The smell drove him wild and all Dee could do was swallow up as much seed as he could while bucking his hips against the hard, furry sheath a moment later feeling his head grow heavy as his own cock shot seed onto Marc. The heavy feeling in Dee's head soon drove him to close his eyes and let go of the sheath, causing his body to slide down in the underwear and settle right under Marc's balls where he would fall asleep, murring deeply in his sleep.
Dee suddenly awoke as he felt a tremendous thud around him, a second one soon following the first as Marc threw himself onto his bed. Dee began to lightly move around, yawning some and licking his lips, tasting nothing by seed and then realizing that he was still in Marc's underwear. His fur felt rigid and he ran a paw over one of his arms, just feeling his fur either matted down with the former sticky substance or standing straight up. Thoughts began to rush back to Dee was he pressed his paws into the sheath in front of him, trying to give himself enough room to get in a few good breaths. He could still only smell the rich seed that had covered him and the fur of the larger fox and his constant moving made the sheath bulge out some. All of a sudden a flood of light and fresh air rushed into the chamber as Marc pulled his pants open, revealing the tiny fox trying to push at the sheath and give himself more room. Staring up at the large Marc, Dee could see a paw come down and snatch him up, making him squirm in the grasp. It took a second for Dee to get his bearings, but it was unmistakable that he was in Marc's room. He watched as the larger fox sat himself on his bed, kicking off his pants and already having his shirt removed. Marc smiled happily at Dee and then leaned himself against his pillows, putting the tiny Dee on his chest and letting him go. Dee just sat there, shivering some as he looked at the much larger fox in front of him.
"So, had fun in there I assume?"
Dee gave his head a nod and then started to shake it fiercely, not wanting Marc to know he enjoyed himself, even if it was only a little bit. The fact of the matter was that Dee was still tiny and for all he knew Marc was still planning on swallowing him.
"You know Dee, you look so very cute looking at me like that. Plus with you being that small it just makes me want to do so much more to you."
Marc let one paw rub along Dee's head and back before it moved down to his crotch, rubbing at his sheath. Dee turned his head to watch, Marc's cock sliding out into the open and throbbing in the air a few times. The large fox moaned to himself, shutting his eyes some and panting as he began to pump his cock with his paw. Dee began to get worried about things, but also decided to take this time to get away. Standing up he turned and started to creep down Marc's chest, but then felt himself being grabbed by the other paw, making him squirm more.
"Where do you think your going Dee?"
Lowering the fox down to the cock, Marc slowly began to press Dee's footpaws into the tip of his cock, making him moan louder and Dee go wide-eyed. His feet began to kick some, although that seemed to excite Marc even more as a firm push sunk the tiny fox's knees into the cock. Using one paw to hold Dee in place, the other paw began to firmly rub up and down the hard length, causing the rippling insides to tug at Dee, pulling him further inside. It didn't take long before Dee was about belly deep inside of the cock, the paw letting go of him and letting him try to pull himself from the shaft. Dee murred deeply however as he felt a squeeze around the bulge he formed in the shaft, making him go still for several seconds in joy before starting to wiggle again. Each time Marc made a full rub over his member, Dee would sink in deeper, the fox's paws getting stuck in the cock tip and being sucked to his waist. Leaning from side to side, Dee did his best to try and stop himself from going down, although as his upper chest slid inward he was soon just a head and neck, the rest of his body forming a streamlined bulge that traveled about half the length of the cock. Dee churred loudly, panting as the insides of the member rippled around and squeezed his body, reach rub over his body making him squirm in delight. Marc just sat up some, rubbing Dee's head with a finger.
"See...you like this too."
Marc just sat there, staring at Dee as the tiny fox tried to get himself to release another load, his cock pressing to the walls inside of the member around him. Giving Dee's body a squeeze through the cock, the fox moaned loudly, going into a little spasm as his body was struck with another powerful orgasm. Giving a few small struggles as his pleasure began to die down, his eyes looked up and met with Marc's and Dee blushed deeply, his fur just hiding it, although his body heated up, making the larger fox murred deeply.
"I'll tell you what. Tonight when you come back we can talk about things. I really love you Dee, you know that. So hopefully you won't take this little bout personal, cause I didn't when you did the same to me..."
Dee tried to say something, but couldn't get the words to come out of his mouth. The only thing that came out was a whine and then a loud happy sounding sigh. Marc chuckled some and then began to pump his cock as fast as he could, feeling his body temperature getting hotter and hotter. He was ready for another orgasm himself, so reaching down to his sac he slowly began to toy with himself, pulling gently and rubbing over his balls to stimulate himself further. Dee also helped Marc, feeling the walls contracting around him. Marc began to gasp loudly, bucking his hips up into his paw. Dee's head was quickly sucked into the cock, the bulge of the fox giving a few light wriggles as he moved down the cock and then stopped. In one instant, Marc leaned his muzzle down to his crotch and with one more pump, shot his load as well as Dee into his crimson, slimy maw.
Dee immediately knew where he was as he landed with a wet splash right onto Marc's tongue, followed by a wave of semen. The tiny fox murred loudly feeling the warmth covering him, the smells making him moan deeply as he rubbed himself against the tongue, stimulating the taste buds of the larger fox quickly. The tongue pressed Dee up into the roof of the mouth, rubbing his back against the palate and giving him a few firm licks, getting all the new and old cum off him and replacing it with sticky saliva instead. Dee swiftly reached another climax, spraying a small amount of seed onto the tongue, which didn't really pick up much of a taste from it. Still Marc seemed to enjoy Dee's taste fully, sealing the fox in total darkness as he just sucked on him, pulling Dee closer and closer to the darkness of the throat. Dee was in pure ecstasy with this situation, having secretly kept liking something like this a secret, although it seemed that Marc knew a lot more about him then he thought.
Holding onto the tongue, Dee murred as he felt a swallow, a wave of saliva washing over him and with a loud, wet suck vanished down the throat. Churring deeply, Dee felt the entire maw began to raise upward, causing him to kick his feet some as he hung by the tip of the tongue, wiggling and squirming. The maw opened, providing enough light for Dee to see down at the throat, the gullet opening and closing with each swallow, wanting more then just liquid in it. Without being flicked or tossed off the tongue, Dee let himself go. He fell feet first into the gullet and quickly felt a powerful swallow grab onto his paws and pull him inside. He got only a second to moan and yelp, his entire body being dragged into the tight throat, where he would be pressed against the walls and dragged toward the hungry fox.
Marc sighed happily to himself as he took just one swallow, resting himself on his bed. His paw trailed up to his throat, giving a few rubs to the tiny bulge that began to travel down. Marc soon jumped from his bed, running to a nearby mirror and catching shape of the wriggling bulge just as he disappeared into his chest. In another few seconds, Marc felt the tiny Dee fall into his stomach, landing in a pile of mashed up burgers that he had just recently had when he got home, eating just enough for himself to start digestion before Dee got there. Letting out a loud churr, he felt Dee began to wiggle and rub at the stomach walls once he found them. Giving a light rub where he felt Dee's paws he moved back to his bed and leapt on it once again, murring as he just fell asleep feeling the movement within.
Dee couldn't imagine that this was happening to him. He had enjoyed himself fully when Marc had been this tiny and had taken a trip within him. To think that all of this had somehow reversed itself and that he would actually be on the receiving end of all this. It was the most thrilling, sexual and horrifying thing both Marc and Dee had ever felt. As the throat squished the tiny fox, it soon let him fall with a splash into a pool of juice, burger bits and stomach acids. His fur started to itch almost the second it touched those liquids, making Dee wade over to the stomach walls and press himself against it, giving them some nuzzles and rubs, feeling the tingling on his fur changing to a slight burning sensation. Pounding some on the stomach walls, he felt himself get thrown backward into the liquid when Marc jumped into bed. Dee splashed about, gasping for air as he heard the stomach beginning to gurgle loudly and swirl him gently around in the mixture. Dee let the movement take him, not bothering to fight it at all. He shed a single tear as his fur began to melt away, his skin starting to burn badly.
"I'm sorry for what I did Marc...I really do love you..."
With that Dee took one last deep breath and let himself dive under the surface of the acids inside the stomach. In a flash Dee began to feel his skin starting to fade away, a huge chunk of burger slamming into him and making him swallow some of the acid mixture. He flailed some under the acid, wriggle around madly before suddenly going still, the acids overtaking the fox. Soon enough the little morsel of food began to drift around the swirling stomach with the rest of its contents, being broken down quite easily. First his skin faded away, leaving only the true insides of the fox. Muscles, organs and whatnot were quite a bit easier to digest as well. That just left bones, that were a bit tough, but easily broken up into a fine liquid. Soon enough that liquid turned into more of a soup and it soon began to drain into Marc's intestines where it would be soaked up by those walls as it traveled further down, providing a good amount of energy to Marc for the up and coming day.
Marc slowly drifted out of his hazy sleep, yawning some as he opened his eyes. He smiled to himself seeing Dee curled up against his chest. Hugging the other fox tightly, Marc nuzzled at the back of his neck a few times and then slowly got up as quietly as he could, making his way down the hall and to his bathroom. Flipping on the bathroom switch Marc rubbed his eyes and then glanced at the clock, seeing that it was just about eight in the evening. Seems after doing all that with Dee after school made him sleep for a good few hours. Sitting down on the toilet, Marc sighed to himself and grabbed one of the nearby magazines, flipping through the pages as he began to relieve himself, pushing the contents that was his dinner and friend's body out his back end. He sighed deeply as he felt each large chunk escape from him and plop into the water below him. Finishing himself up he wiped himself clean and then eyed the shower, thinking of how good it would feel right now. Instead he felt that he really wanted to cuddle with Dee so he carefully trudged back into his room, getting back into his bed and nuzzling at Dee once more, who murred and slowly turned himself to face the other fox.
"Explain things to me Marc...please...?"
"Sure Dee. I reformed back where you first ate me and made my way back home, hence why all the calls stopped. I was really mad and if you didn't want to love me back, I was going to make sure you got what was coming to you. Although I still had feelings for you too, so once I got over being angry with you, I wanted to make sure that I didn't do anything to rash. So I started spying on you at night, using a spell to make you think you were dreaming. Once I knew you still had feelings for me I put a plan into action. I borrowed the shrinking recipe, added it to my reformation spell and then made sure the two worked on my bunny friend before trying it on you. So once I knew it worked that meant I would go back to school. Then all this happened and I got the reforming down to a science that once your body was all gone then you'd be back where you were digested, on my bed and in my arms."
"So how long did you know I liked being eaten alive?"
"For a few months. Stumbled on it while surfing your computer when I stayed over one night and you went to take a shower. Also found your little laid out get rid of Marc plan, so I started to take precautions."
"I'm really sorry..."
"Don't worry about it, were both alright and we can both go on being with each other now."
"Do you think...maybe we could do this all another time? Like shrinking one another and doing a lot of new stuff?"
"If you'd like that Dee, then I think we can put our skills together and have a load of fun. Plus if you want a think a certain bunny friend who helped out in all this would like to help us try some new things."
"Like what Marc?"
"Well a certain Dee fox trailing down a certain other foxie and then being stuffed into a bunny rear and pumped out inside.*
Dee murred and snuggled up against Marc's chest, kissing his neck a few times in the process.
"How about a quickie in the shower Dee, then we find something to eat downstairs."
Without saying a word the two foxes slowly got up, holding hands and heading back toward the bathroom.