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"Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Of course I am! I showed you what happened on the video right? Everything will be fine. I promise! You might even get more of a kick out of it than you think!"

The mare averted her gaze and blushed. She was intrigued by what the rabbit had shown her. His old high school boyfriend, a handsome wolf, star quarterback, picking him up and swallowing him whole, then fawning over the resulting belly.

"I don't know... I just... what if I choke?"

"Hey, Mal didn't have any trouble with me, and you've got a good foot and a half on him. You'll do fine! Now open up, I'm too excited to wait!"

Quietly, and with a good deal of reservation, Nancy nodded and obeyed. The chestnut horse opened her mouth and leaned forward, shaking nervously as she felt the hare push his hands into the warm, wet maw she presented him with. Her eyes squeezed shut as he began, shoving his arms down her throat without any real difficulty. Next came his head and chest. He giggled as he slid across her broad, flat tongue, wiggling away to try and work his way in. The lady's neck bulged visibly, strangely without any discomfort or strain. Instinctually, she swallowed, tugging the rabbit in up to his stomach. He kicked hard with his legs, pushing off of her lap as he slid down the gullet massaging him all over and coating him in her drool.

"Yeah! This is just like with Mal only roomier!"

His approval eased the lady's mind, but not by much. It was too late to stop at this point. He was far too skilled at this for her to interrupt him and drag him back out. Panic began to set in as her breathing became labored. She could feel him entering her stomach by now, the gurgling, churning chamber below growling noisily, eager to accept its meal. Harder Jack wriggled, worming and inching his way down. The bulge in Nancy's throat spread to her abdomen, swelling swiftly. The gravity of the situation began to weigh on her and she reached up, grabbing at one of the rabbit's ankles, desperate to stop him, to pull him out before something awful happened. He giggled and turned about, curling up down below. The sudden shift let his foot slip out of her fingers as she was forced to gasp. The last of his furry, white form disappeared past her lips and down her throat. Her hands moved to her heavily distended belly, groaning once her mouth was empty. The rabbit settled completely, holding still for the moment so his lover to acclimate.

"Mmm, cozy in here. I could get used to this! How do you feel dear?"

"Oh god... so full... I feel like I'm going to pop!"

"Yeah, feels great doesn't it!?"

She wanted to say no. She wanted to say she hated it and wanted to spit him back up at once, to get him out of her before he smothered or digested or something. But, she couldn't bring herself to. She squeezed her eyes shut again and fell back on the bed, hands kneading over her enormous gut.

"YES!! IT FEELS SO GOOD!!" She nickered at the top of her lungs, panting heavily. It was a lot like how she imagined being pregnant might feel, only bigger.

As soon as Jack was sure she was enjoying herself, perhaps while clashing against other emotions settling in, he decided to make sure she remembered this in a positive light. Immediately, the hare began to shift and squirm, wriggling away powerfully. Moans rose from all around him as his efforts immediately paid off. Nancy was adoring his 'unwillingness'. Eventually, she noticed a pattern to his movements and blushed hard. He was humping against her stomach wall. She put a hand over the swell of her belly where he was pushing outward with all his might, able to feeling subtle details in the dome. He was getting a sexual thrill out of all of this. A new moan escaped her, a deep, lustful, gutteral noise. Something about the hare pleasuring himself in her stomach clicked in all the right ways. It was so wrong, and she loved it.

A hand moved from the swollen tummy down to the cleft just below. A pair of fingers found their way into the warm folds already moistening heavily. She pumped away, squeezing down against her overly full stomach to restrain her meal while she tended to her own needs.

"Harder! Don't stop! I need to feel you move!"

Jack chuckled hearing her cries for release, pushing against the tyrannical hand trying to keep him from squirming. His hips bucked away with as much strength as he could muster. Nancy shuddered as she stroked her tender passage, moving the hand from her stomach to her large, supple breasts. She suddenly regretted not having two additional hands to work with. Her own hips began to buck into the air, pumping against an invisible lover taking her so very roughly. A whinny filled the room as she finally climaxed, actually able to feel a subtle jet, a burst of warmth, gushing against the lining of her stomach. Jack had reached his end as well, but he wasn't finished. He continued his efforts without any sign of stopping, groaning happily while his lover basked in the glow of her first vore-related orgasm. He knew she would make a fine predator the moment he saw her.

"So do you like it?"

"Yes! I love it!" That was all she could muster, panting heartily, her chest heaving, the heavy bust wobbling away.

The hare simply snickered and ground away, not quite as fervently as he had earlier, but maintaining a steady pace. Nancy lay on her back as he rocked her back and forth, listening to the sound of her gut sloshing mingling with her stomach's groans and growls, squeezing in on its prisoner. Her hands explored the active bulge, unable to truly fathom what was going on. As she held her stomach, she was shocked to find a tingle between her legs beginning to build. She wasn't stroking herself. She wasn't doing anything to bring about such a sensation. It was all Jack! Somehow, the wild rabbit in her belly was bringing her to climax all on his own!

"Jack! I... I can't... I'm gonna..."

"I know baby! Just hold on tight and enjoy the ride!" He groaned loudly through her flesh as he brought himself to orgasm again. Feeling that warm burst under her skin sent a shiver through Nancy, the tiny tremor that set off a monster earthquake. A powerful wave washed up over her as a second climax struck like electricity. The mare went rigid and cried out, clutching at her bouncing stomach, folds quivering uncontrollably. She would need to do the sheets, that was certain. As she settled from the second peak, she gasped for air, her voice becoming ragged. And still Jack refused to stop!

"You'd better settle in sugar, we're just gettin' started tonight!" His pounding continued. He was a rabbit after all.

Nancy shuddered, suddenly finding herself at the mercy of a horny hare inside her, able to take what he wanted from her without any need to ask, and she was completely unable to stop him. She reveled in it. There she lay, letting wave after wave crash down on her, screaming his name at the top of her lungs again and again. It was all she could do to not pass out, but eventually her body could take no more and darkness claimed her. The rocking of her lover in her tummy lulled her off to sleep just as another orgasm struck.

The night was filled with strange, erotic dreams. Even as she rested she was tormented by her meal. There was no escape from him. Something about trying to run away from it all only to find there was nowhere to hide only made the idea all the more enticing. Whether she wanted to be pleased or not, she was getting it. Eventually, those dreams faded into a deep, restful slumber.

When morning broke, Nancy yawned and rolled onto her side. A whimper escaped her as the sun shined into her eyes, forcing her to bury her face in her pillow. A grumble rose from her abdomen and a belch forced its way up her throat and out her mouth. She smacked her lips, tasting a few strange flavors that came with it. It was salty and gamy, and she felt so incredibly full. The thought 'that's the last triple extra large pizza I eat in one night' passed through her mind. Eat. She didn't eat pizza. It was something else. Quietly, she rolled back onto her back, a heavy weight slowing her and sloshing about. Jack's typical, adorable, soft little snores were oddly absent. He wasn't laying next to her, mashed into her breasts like usual. Where was he?

"Jack?"

A groan answered.

"Jack? Where are you?"

Another groan sounded, followed by an odd sensation. Nancy finally opened her eyes and attempted to look around. What she found was a grand, round sphere of tan sitting atop her. The bulge gurgled quietly and her eyes widened in horror. She remembered! She had eaten Jack! And she had left him in all night!

"Jack!! Jack!! Answer me!! Please!!" She sat up and began shaking her belly in abject fear. She knew this would happen! She knew she shouldn't have agreed to this, no matter how good it felt! In fact, it still felt pretty good. She just knew she had killed him! And then came a firm kick, startling her and making her wince.

"I'm fine! Settle down! I'm trying ta sleep!" The rabbit grumbled again and stirred, turning about to get into a more comfortable position.

Nancy sighed in relief. He was still alive, upset that she had waked him, but alive. Quietly, she whimpered and looked around, unsure what to do about the situation now.

"So... do I... do I let you out now?"

"No. I wanna stay put. It's too comfortable in here to get kicked out yet. Just... just go do whatever you gotta do. I'll come out when I'm good and ready."

Do what she had to do? Like this!? No, she couldn't. She had to get him out. But she didn't know how. She could annoy and pester him until he agreed, but then he was a stubborn hare. She couldn't make herself vomit. Horses couldn't throw up, and she was beginning to think Jack knew that going in. Maybe that's why he picked her, so she wouldn't be able to turn back when things got serious. As serious as it seemed they could get; a rabbit napping soundly in her belly as though she were a five star hotel.

She sighed, resigning herself to the fact that she was going to be stuck like this for a while. Carefully, she stood up and frowned seeing the mess she had made on the sheets from last night's fun. Presently, she began to pull the sheets off of the bed and spritz the mattress with a scented anti-microbial spray that seemed to be all the rage. As she carried the sheets to the laundry room, she marveled at how walking with such a full belly felt. It swayed and sloshed about, tossing her passenger gently to and fro. It felt stupendous. With the sheets started, she decided it was time to clean herself up. A shower was started and the water splashed across her stretched gut, feeling oddly satisfying. Her hands explored the dome further, appreciating it's near perfect roundness. The tenderness was a nice touch. Time and again she shuddered upon stroking across select patches of flesh, chaining the tremors together faster and faster until she had brought herself to a new orgasm that bubbled up inside her like a warm, fizzy beverage. It was quite unlike anything she'd felt before, and she rather liked it.

After spending far too long in the shower fawning over her gut, she finally emerged, dried off, and found herself taken by the urge to go shopping. After all, she had planned to meet her girlfriends at that new strip mall south of town. Without giving it a second thought, she began to dress. As soon as she noticed her shirt refused to conceal the whole of her gut, she giggled and turned about, looking at herself in the mirror.

Nancy rather liked the look, appearing heavily pregnant, as if she were carrying a pair of twins. Fathered by a ten foot Clydesdale. Two months past due. Oh it would be a delicious secret. She stroked her belly again and paused, hearing an odd sound. It was quite soft, almost inaudible. She listened carefully, twisting her ears about to pinpoint the noise. It was Jack; those adorable little snores of his. He was asleep, and quite happy. She giggled again, unable to bring herself to kick him out at this point. Mal had kept him in for a weekend a couple of times. Why couldn't she?

"Come on Jack. I think it's time I introduced you to the girls." She picked up her purse and stepped out the door, her legs quivering ever so lightly as the weight on her hips sent a delicate, gentle jolt of electricity through her nethers with each step. Maybe she wouldn't take the bus today. She needed to walk more anyway.