Creative Unwrapping

Story by Tristan Hawthorne on SoFurry

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#80 of Patreon Reward Vignettes

Decided to Fast-track Halloween themed Vignettes for October to highest priority, so here's the sixth vignette for FA: KobalttheWolf (featuring FA: CodeStoat )

It's a comfy night sitting on the couch in full costume eating candy and watching what are totally not hammer horror films, honestly. Cody decides to get up into the candy bucket for better access, not realizing his astronaut costume feels just like a candy wrapper...

Contains: Micro, Halloween, Space Station 13 Costume, Triple Jump, Oblivious Predator, Mouth Play, Flustered Prey, Undressing with Dexterous Tongue, Confectionary Flavored Stoat, Oral Vore, Messy Stomach, Belly with Mind of its Own, Protective Endosoma, Looking for a Friend and Flustered in Stomach Folds.

Gotta love it when the pred's body recognizes you and keeps you safe even when the pred is consciously unaware ????

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Kobalt was sitting on the couch, eyes focused on the TV across the room from him. He was dressed in a costume with a lot of shiny mylar on it, padded out to give him the appearance of a medihound. Of course, a Buckaroo's tail and antlers weren't exactly fitting with the look, but the costume head resting around his cranium covered most of his antlers up. And it wasn't as though he would be leaving the house this year.

His roommate, Cody, was similarly dressed up. The micro stoat was wearing a costume space suit made mostly from scraps of Kobalt's. He was matching, if only in theme with the hybrid's outfit, so it only made sense to use the remnants. The mustelid wasn't paying much attention to the screen, his eyes darting over to the big candy bucket on the couch between himself and his much larger friend.

The bucket was plastic and shaped like a jack-o-lantern. Just as cheesy as the Halloween decoration and container was the film playing on the television. Long dead actors spoke their lines in dignified British accents before getting killed with plenty of off-color red temper paint.

Peeking up at Kobalt and then back at the bucket, the stoat smirked. He put his helmet visor down and faux moon-bounced along the couch cushion to the orange plastic. By the time he was near, he'd gained the height he needed, soaring over the edge and into the candy trove within.

At the strange sound, the rainbow-haired hybrid looked around at his eye level, not even thinking to look down at the true origin of the sound. He shrugged and returned to watching the film.

Cody picked up a candy the size of his helmet and carefully began working at the crinkly plastic to break the seal as quietly as he could.

Just at that moment, Kobalt's hand delved into the bucket, grasping around the first plastic-wrapped thing it found. That just so happened to be a micro in a space suit.

The stoat froze, blushing deeply. He let the candy in his hands drop in his surprise as he soared up out of his hiding spot and up towards the familiar sight of his friend's muzzle. It was also quite open.

Without looking, the buckaroo tossed his roommate into his mouth and closed his jaws.

Cody blushed deeper, ragdolling a bit as the maw around him went dark. Too embarrassed to make himself known, he did his best to stay still.

Kobalt, on the other hand, twisted and curled his long tongue, cheeks bulging out a bit as he wrapped and felt over the strange candy in his mouth. By touch, the maw muscle found a parting in the wrapper and dug in.

Feeling the familiar touch of that tongue against his back, the mustelid whined quietly, trying not to wriggle or squirm as more of his body was exposed to the wet warmth. Soon he'd been pulled entirely free of his costume, helmet and all.

Eyes still focused on the screen, the unaware predator mmmed softly as the confectionary flavor began to properly soak into his tongue. "Mmm.... S'more~" He pursed his lips and pressed forward with the tip of his tongue against the now loose wrapper. A bit of the mylar surface peeked out of Kobalt's mouth.

Cody gasped as this motion ground the powerful tongue against him while squeezing him between two parts of its dexterous length. He quivered as the tongue unfolded from him, undulating to roll him away from his costume.

Kobalt reached up to his lips and pulled the suit free of his mouth while a woman in a period-inaccurate low cut blouse screamed for about the fifth time that scene on the TV. The buckaroo swallowed firmly, feeling the lump of the tasty s'more candy travelling down his throat. He sighed in contentment, returning his full attention to the movie.

The stoat plopped down into the stomach, amongst partially melted candies and hard candy syrup. He hmmphed... usually when he went to Kobalt's belly it was clean.

The stomach walls convulsed and lightly tossed Cody over to the other side of the stomach from where he'd landed. The rugae curled and gave the micro a squeeze.

Cody perked, blushing... the stomach walls were protectively holding him, like when he would find them if he woke up in the middle of the night while using this very chamber as a bed. He bashfully nuzzled the fold, assured that he was safe, even if accidentally consumed.

As the film credits played, Kobalt wondered what that tasty s'more candy was, looking around at the various wet candy wrappers next to him on the couch. He perked as he spotted Cody's suit laying there, empty. "Huh...?" He looked around the couch, then stood up and checked the seat cushions. "Cody? Where'd you go and why'd you take your suit off?"

The buckaroo's belly made a pleasant glrn as Cody blushed furiously within. The stoat knew however long it would take his roommate to realize what had happened, he would be safe... so why not just relax and enjoy the time he was stuck inside him?