A Rockstar's Dinner
Art in the thumbnail done by: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/fangyboyo/
One of my earlier pieces. I figured I'd start my posting journey with this.
It was supposed to be a normal, quiet night for the folks in the gated community of Rolling Hills. One just like any other summer night, with the droning noise of cicadas chirping in the woods and the lingering heat of the day slowly fading away… But the normality wasn’t going to last. Inside one of the many houses in this neighborhood, a mouse laid on his bed. Though it was quite late at night, and he knew he had to be at work early the next morning, sleep eluded him. This wasn’t out of the ordinary for the poor guy, but he found himself growing more frustrated. After some more time spent tossing and turning, he threw his blankets off of himself and climbed out of bed, grabbing his phone. Maybe some water would help…
Using the light of his phone screen, he walked out of his room and down the hall. As he passed through the living room, however, he paused. The light from the street lamp on the street shined through an open window, the curtains parted and billowing in the light breeze that flowed through. ‘Weird… Did I leave that open?’ he asked himself as he tiredly walked up to it. The thought of burglars didn’t even cross his tired mind, as since he lived in a secure township, crime was pretty much nonexistent. He closed it with a light huff, only to pause when silence flooded into the house. He stood still for some time, and when he eventually turned around, his heart nearly stopped when he heard floorboards creak further inside of his house.
“Hello?” He called, fumbling with his cellphone and turning on its flashlight, “Who’s there?” He called again, raising his voice in an attempt to make himself sound bigger. Then he heard it… Heavy footsteps coming from the kitchen. With a huff, he stormed across the living room and into his kitchen… Only to freeze as he shined his light on the intruder.
It was a wolf! But it didn’t look like a normal one… The fur had an artificial shine to it, and obvious seams around its body stood out heavily. Her long hair hung down to her tail, and green highlighted bangs partially obscured her glowing yellow eyes. A hungry grin crossed her lips, then she straightened up. The mouse’s light shined off of the red and black two-piece she wore, the top stretched tight around her ample chest. “Ahh, hello there. You’re smaller than I was expecting, but… You’ll do.” She cooed, licking her lips as she began walking towards the mouse.
“Y-You’re not supposed to be here!” He squeaked out, backing away as she approached. He looked around the kitchen, his mind racing with his heart. He needed to call for help, but she was certainly going to grab him before he could even try… So, thinking fast, he grabbed a dining chair and shoved it to the floor, catching the animatronic woman by surprise. She stumbled forward and grunted when she hit the floor, then she sat up with a snarl… Moving fast, the mouse ran back into his bedroom and scurried under his bed, breathing hard and swallowing nervously. Yet again, he fumbled with his phone and turned off the light. He held the phone close and listened hard as he heard the wolf’s footsteps further into the house…
“I’m not leaving, morsel!” She called out, listening hard and walking through the living room, checking behind furniture and around corners… “Just come on out! I promise I’ll make it quick…”
But her taunting words went ignored. In his hiding place, the mouse opened his text app and selected someone from his contacts: his brother. He didn’t live far… If he just hurried. His shaking hands made it hard to type, and he paused frequently to listen as the wolf’s footsteps began creeping up the hallway.
She peered into the rooms she passed… An office, a guest bedroom, the bathroom… Finally, the bedroom. “You can’t hide forever…” She cooed, peering through the half open door before moving on. “Just come on out. I promise I’ll make it quick for you…”
The mouse let out a quiet and slow sigh, only to nearly jump out of his skin when his phone emitted a loud ping. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…” He whispered, frantically silencing his phone before opening it to read the message he had received. Much to his dismay, it seemed like his brother didn’t believe him, having opted to send a teasing response to his frantic messaging. So, the mouse started to fire off messages… But before he could get far, he felt a hand wrap itself firmly around his leg.
“Found you!” The robotic woman smirked. She began to pull the mouse out, who cried out and started to grab at the bedposts, holding on as tight as he could. But it was a vain attempt… With a firm yank, the mouse lost his grip, and he slid out from under the bed. He managed to squirm out of her grip and scrambled up to his feet, but she grabbed him by his shoulders and shoved him into a wall, pinning him to it firmly as she looked down at him.
Despite being held in a firm grip, he squirmed and struggled in an attempt to break free. “L-Let me go! What do you even want?! You’re a robot!”
“Animatronic, sweetie,” She corrected with a smug grin, “And… Well, I’m not entirely sure. All I know is I woke up today feeling… Ravenous.” She growled, leaning down and slowly licking the mouse’s neck, trailing her tongue up over his jaw and cheek before she leaned away.
“W-Well, still, you shouldn’t…” He shuddered and clenched his fists, unable to help but blush as he felt her warm tongue glide up his neck. “Just leave me alone, please… I-I don’t wanna get eaten…” He whimpered, flinching when she tightened her grip and pulled him away from the wall. She dragged him over to his bed and shoved him back onto it, then she climbed over him slowly, pinning him to the mattress by grabbing his arms. Simply ignoring him, she just leaned down and started to slowly lick his face, humming and gripping his wrists tight. The sound of a growl filled his ears, and she huffed softly as she opened her mouth wide, giving him a look at the grey, saliva coated synthetic flesh of her mouth, strands of drool connecting the roof of her mouth to her tongue and teeth… And the black hole of her throat at the back of her mouth. Using one hand, she let go of his wrist and brought it to the back of his head.
“W-Wait, can’t we talk about-“ He started, but his attempts at bargaining were cut short when she pulled his head up, shoving it into her wide open mouth. She shut her eyes and huffed through her nose, pushing his head deeper and shifting her position to get a better angle over him. “Mmmf?! Hmmpfh!” Was all she could hear as the mouse shouted. She reached down and grabbed his arms again, holding onto them tight to stop him from flailing. Once she was satisfied with his secureness, she started to swallow.
?
Feeling himself start to get dragged into her throat, his panic started setting in more intensely. He fought hard against her iron grip and kicked his legs under her… But no amount of screaming or flailing deterred the wolf. She swallowed again, her throat bulging as his head slipped further down. Closing her eyes, she continued to gulp her meal down as he screamed and begged her to stop. Working past his shoulders, she held his arms against his body as she paused to readjust, the newfound weight in her throat causing her to gag softly. She took a few deep breaths, then she continued to swallow. Wet, noisy gulps filled the room, mixing with the mouse’s muffled screams and the droning sound of a fan in the corner. As his arms and chest slipped past her lips, she readjusted again, sitting on her knees and lifting the mouse up over her head.
With the aid of gravity and the mouse’s own weight, her swallowing dragged him down her throat quicker. She felt a jolt of excitement shoot up her spine when she felt his head fill and stretch her stomach. Fueled by the feeling, she pushed him down as she worked him down, forcing his hips down her throat with his kicking legs. It wasn’t long until she had swallowed him down to his feet, and she pushed them in past her lips. Finally able to close her mouth, she did so and shifted on her knees, then she swallowed one final time, letting out a satisfied moan as her stomach bloated out over her legs and onto the bed. She licked her lips and let out a huff, looking down at her squirming belly and listening to the muffled pleas from the mouse. “Fuck, you’re a fighter, huh?”
“Oh god, please!” The mouse yelled, pushing against the walls of her stomach with grunts and huffs. “You can’t do this! Just let me out, please! I-I’ll do anything!”
“I know you would.” She growled, smirking as she watched the handprints appear and disappear on her skin. “But it’s not gonna happen. Just settle down, alright? It’ll be over for you soon.” She muttered, sitting up and readjusting herself before laying down on her side. Her gut flooded over the mouse’s bed, the outline of his body and hands showing clearly on her tightly stretched skin. She let out a content sigh as she closed her eyes, caressing the side of her belly as she listened to the sounds of her stomach beginning to process the mouse inside of her. “Mmh… Here it comes~” She mocked, shifting and pulling the pillow down. “Oh man, I gotta say.. Swallowing you down really wore me out.”
“God, please…” The mouse whined, continuing to shift around even as her stomach acid started to fill the space around him, stinging at his skin and his dissolving fur. “Miss, please! You can’t…” He whimpered, looking down at himself as the acid rose up to his chest. This couldn’t be the end… It couldn’t be! He pushed his hands out and yelled obscenities out as he felt the acid burn away at his body.
“Eugh, calm down.” The robotic wolf growled, rolling onto her back and huffing as she felt the mouse fighting inside her. “Can’t you just accept the fact that you’re about to be fat?” Her smirk returned as she put her hands on her belly, letting her fingers glide over the handprints pushing outwards against her skin. “You’re a fighter, I’ll give you that. Shame you’re just wearing yourself out…” She paused and hiccupped slightly, then she let loose a belch that filled the bedroom. “Whew…” She licked her lips.
She could feel the mouse’s struggling weaken as the minutes passed, with his muffled screaming becoming overpowered by the churning of her active stomach. Letting out a quiet, shaky sigh, she lightly pushed her hips up against her full stomach. “Almost there…” She whispered to herself, sitting up and pushing her hands down on the top of her belly. She grunted and huffed, then pushed firmly… And a dull, muffled crunch filled her ears. The weakened struggling stopped immediately after…
Finally, content with the stillness and relative silence, she reclined back and tilted her head back, basking in the feeling of fullness and the warmth between her legs. She’d satisfy herself later… All that concerned her now was her hunger. The gurgling and churning of her gut grew louder as her meal continued to process. She could already feel her clothes tighten as the mouse melted away into fat. Nothing more to her than nutrients for her synthetic body. Suddenly, she scrunched up her nose, then she let loose a belch loud enough to echo across the house. At the same time, a tattered and slimy pair of briefs flew out onto her swollen gut.
“Ooh, man. You didn’t last too long.” She looked down at her gut, peeling the wet briefs off of her and tossing them aside, letting them fall to the floor. She climbed out of the bed, her gut sloshing noisily as she stretched. Already, she felt that her top and her bottom were tighter on her body. “Well, I guess I should get going. Thanks for the dinner, mousie…” She patted her belly, making it ripple slightly. “I promise, you’ll be a part of something good. Better than you could’ve hoped to be.” She smirked, walking out of the room with her hands on her belly, sloshes and glorps filling her ears as she left the house without a second glance back.