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The warm, sunny spring day spilled across the treetops and splotched the cobblestone pathways beneath with golden light. The park bordered on idyllic. A certain magic seemed to be baked into the place and a person passing by wouldn't have been entirely shocked to see a pixie or fay folk flitting about in the shade of the woodsy groves.

Jess could have likewise fit in, if only she had been born with pointy ears. And if her light sundress had been woven together with leaves. Alas she remained a mere visitor. The woman found a bench to lounge on near the quiet center of the park and plopped down on it, retreiving a book from her satchel. With a contented sigh she made herself comfortable. Time passed and the occasional flipping of a page was carried off by the breeze.

At first she had been pretty sure she was alone out here as was usually the case. But a feeling kept pestering her insisting she was not. Until she found herself peeking over the book she was trying to read. More of her attention was being draw away from the werewolf gang bang of chapter three and toward the immediate surroundings.

Somewhere out there, grass was being lightly pressed down. Leaves rustling as they were displaced. Something was slinking its way through and underneath the bushes crowding between the more orderly spaced trees along the far side of the path.

Her eyes moved toward the crinkling of a leaf as it was trod upon. Just in time to catch the white tip of a fox's tail slipping out of sight around a tree trunk. A moment later, the bushes on the other side parted for a vulpine face peeking out at the woman. By now the book was forgotten in her lap as Jess stared back at the fox, directly across the path.

"Well, you got anything to say?" she asked it.

No answer but the fox trotted out into view, blinked a couple times. She was a little larger than the average vixen. A little longer too from the look of it. Jess estimated that on her hind legs, the fox would stand just under eye level with herself. The creature was skinny though. Not emaciated, just long and lanky in general. Close to skinwalker territory, not something Jess would want to see other than in the light of a sunny afternoon.

The fox took a couple steps forward, its head tilting up to examine her in closer detail. Jess wondered what sort of foxy thoughts or vulpine musings might be going on between those fluffy ears. A fox was just an enigma that swallowed a mystery. The woman sat with one leg crossed over the other and the fox's nose dipped toward where her sandaled foot dangled forward, sniffing over the exposed toes which flexed in response.

What was on the fox's mind? Lunch, as Jess guessed from the way the vixen craned her head back wide-eyed and with her tongue hanging out. Her guess was correct and just a moment too late. The young, magical dire vixen had selected the woman for her first meal. The sandal clapped to the ground as Jess found her foot sucked inside the fox's mouth, toes sliding down to the back of the vulpine's tongue.

"Nope! Bad fox! Give that back!"

Her other sandal flung off as she leaned back, taking hold of the bench's seat while she tried to push the fox away with her free foot. But the maw stretched wide at just the right time and the result was Jess hanging on to the bench with both her feet now stuck in the fox's mouth. Her cheeks bulged with the imprint of toes wriggling from the inside for a moment as she looked up at the Human with wide eyes, a very innocent expression as if not understanding what all the fuss was about. Jess would be eaten yes, but she would be contributing to the growth of a divine being. Being converted into dire vixen milk was a greater accomplishment than anything the woman could do in the mundane Human world.

It wasn't a simple matter of being consumed, more like an ascension process. If the Human knew all this, she would be profusely thanking the vixen. Instead she was still trying to pull herself away yanking with one leg, then the other and finally both at the same time, cursing all the while. It caused the vixen no trouble though. With a flippant flick of the ear, she sucked the woman further in.

More and more of Jess' legs were sinking into the fuzzy face which had now stretched over her knees. The fox's entire body and neck was stretching to accomodate the meal, distorted until looking more like a snake devouring its prey. Jess was soon pulled taut between where she clung to the bench and her lower body held by the creature.

"Little, uh..help over here!"

Jess shouted into the wind, but with a final suck she felt her fingers slip off the wooden slats of the bench. A strange nightmare played out, that of jumping down a waterslide only to have it mold itself to her body in an instant. With a loud slurp she was yanked down, her dress sliding straight up and off as it now crumpled down over the fox's head and neck.

The tunnel of flesh flexed in waves around Jess. Almost unbearably tight it bound to her body and then released only to contract above her head and slide her further down. The process was aided by the slick, smooth pink walls around her. Soft, but contacting to become hard as stone where needed. Clear already was the fact that no escape would be made and the chances were getting lower with each slimy, gurgling wave cramming her further in.

After a while, her toes sunk down through a softer ring of flesh and then the rest of her began to be forced down through it. She came to rest at last in the stomach, which was actually quite comfortably soft in its own right. Though she was unable to move, packed snugly alongside the gurgling and pulsations of the fox's interior. She could have just been another organ for as much agency as she had in the matter. The warmth seeped in from all sides of the coccoon until Jess knew she would be secreting a thin layer of sweat, on top of the saliva already coating her head to toe.

Fully swallowed now, she didn't even seem to cause much of an inconvenience for the fox as it was already trotting her way down the path from the feel of it.

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The dire vixen found a nice grassy hill to lounge on, flipping on to her back and stretching out to let her underbelly feel the sunshine. The fine white fur of her stomach now took on the shape of the woman squeezed inside. The vague impression of a shocked looking face and the outline of her body could be clearly distinguished. Jess' breasts stood out as a set of furry domes, with nipples standing out under the layer of skin and fine fur as if she had donned a skintight furstuit before the whole thing went wrong. It was bizarre how little actually separated Jess from the outside world and yet she couldn't seem to struggle her way out.

Every so often, people would happen by and often stop to pet the fox. Hands ran along the soft silky belly and by extension, groped Jess. Slight pressure tickled over her breasts and stomach. Each of these encounters brought a warm and intensely pleasureable sensation that would momentarily mute Jess' demands for help or somebody to just kick this fox in the ass already and make it cough her up before...

What exactly was going to happen? Why was she even concerned about it? It was becoming harder to actually remember. Being stuck in a fox's belly wasn't something Jess would think she would forget especially since it was still actively happening to her at the very moment.

One passerby seemed to take interest in the outline of her pussy, toying with her a bit before leaving her to squirm inside her fleshy cocoon. The fingers traveling over her pussy lips had almost brought her to climax. The tightness of the fox's flesh plastered against her wasn't helping either. With the little bit she could move, she rocked her hips back and forth begging for the random fondler or anybody really, to finish the job.

Head tilted back, body arched forward and wriggling. From the outside, it was starting to look like the woman was actually enjoying her time inside the fox as her clit glided against the slick inner flesh.

Abruptly the fox's nose bumped into her own stomach, squished into Jess' clit and nudged her right over the edge. She twitched, convulsed from a hot wet orgasm that made the fox feel like she was having wild stomach palpitations. It ceased after a moment and Jess lay still with her swollen, sore pussy plastered to the stomach wall with her fluids.

In the aftermath, Jess felt that the heat of the fox's body felt like it was seeping into her until it seemed there was really no distinction between her skin and the surrounding stomach.

Digestion was happening. Though admittedly it was less grotesque and painful than expected. Jess only felt like she was losing her shape, melting into some kind of taffy like substance superficially shaped like a woman. Time, the kneading hands and the rhythym of the fox's body. It was all working her down, reshaping her body and mind alike. Outside, the fox's stomach was starting to shrink back down and resume its shape as the visage of the woman's face and breasts shrank and sunk under the uniform span of fluff.

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The vixen awoke the next morning in her den, giving a yawn that became a burp. Looking down at her stomach revealed no hint of the lady that had occupied it the previous day.

She had completely melted the Human lady down and absorbed the nutrients. They would be much better arranged now, contributing to the dire vixen's body instead of some silly Human. She was no longer skinny, now with an appreciable amount of meat on her bones including a nice plump curvature to her ass. Tucked between her rear legs, a pair of perky teats had sprouted sloshing with what felt like a gallon each of fresh fox milk.

In addition to all this, she now stood a little higher. She could almost look most Humans in the eye while remaining on four legs. Her next meal would be a little easier- no doubt about that. The only question was who she might choose next, for the honor of swelling her teats even bigger.