Thanksgiving Dinner (Vignette)
A little vignette I wrote for my friends Judith and Crit! Partially inspired by this comic:https://www.furaffinity.net/view/29475476/Like my writing? Want to support my work? Buy me a snack!Or, pledge to my Patreon and get access to all my stories 3 days early, along with a host of other benefits!-Judith was always an incredibly affectionate opossum, especially to her birdy boyfriend Crit, but today the possum was being a bit over-the-top, even more than usual. The possum was all over Crit, smooching and cuddling with him every chance she could get. She was clinging to her boyfriend all day long, throughout lunch and brunch (although she was more than happy to stop her clinging for a nice meal...).Crit wasn't complaining; he loved the poss, after all. But after the third cuddling session on the couch, curled up watching Netflix, he let something slip. "So affectionate today, hun. What's the occasion?~" he teased, giving his girlfriend a peck on the cheek as he asked."Oh, you don't know what day today is? It's Thanksgiving, hun~"The bird instantly blushed as he heard Judith's response, partially out of being flustered, but partially out of embarrassment. How did he not realize!? It was so obvious! Guess it just snuck up on him this year, as it constantly moved around, after all. His thought process was interrupted by his girlfriend, though, reaching over and giving the bird a big, sloppy lick right across his face, turning up the fluster factor quite a few dials for Crit. "Oh...oh gosh...right here?" he asked as Judith started to encroach over his space more, crawling on top of the chubby bird, smothering him somewhat underneath the possum's own soft curves. "It's 2pm, Crit. I'd say it's about dinnertime~" she teased, her stomach growling in agreement as she gave her boyfriend another sloppy lick. "Mmmff...no seasoning needed!" she continued to tease, watching the orange bird turn red as she opened her jaws wide...She'd snacked on Crit many times, teased him about being a meal plenty of times before. None of this was new. But it was always so intimate every time it happened, and Judith made sure to treat her boyfriend whenever her appetite got the best of her. Her snout slipped over his beak, smooth and with little resistance. She had already gotten plenty of tastes of the bird earlier, but that didn't stop her tongue from wandering, slipping all over his face and between each feather, getting a real taste of her birdy boyfriend...Gently, she guided that beak to the back of her mouth, feeding more of Crit into her greedy gullet. As much as she enjoyed her boyfriend's taste, her gut was growling for a big thanksgiving dinner, and she had to give it what it wanted! So the first swallow came, Judith tipping her head up as drool dribbled down her chin, mouth full of mouthwatering bird! A few more glucks and gulps later, and Crit's fat, wobbly belly was hanging out of Judith's mouth. Always a challenge to get down, but the size of that gut only made the possum even more hungry! So she made it work, slowly fitting her jaw around the bottom of his tummy and filling her cheeks with delectable bird meat and fat. Her throat swelled up with his gut as she swallowed once more, feeling her boyfriend's head starting to poke out into her hungry belly, which grumbled in appreciation as Judith filled it once more. There was already a considerable amount of food mush slopping around inside, what hadn't funneled deeper into the poss's guts already at least, to keep Crit company as more of him was pushed into the acidic chamber with every swallow Judith made.Her tongue continued to wander, the poss unable to stop smiling as she felt Crit squirming in her throat as her tongue tickled and teased at his crotch. The flavors down there were unique, certainly, and something that Judith couldn't get enough of! Her belly grumbled for more, though, even as Crit started to curl up inside of it, and so the possum gulped once more, leaving only Crit's claws dangling outside of her lips - which she made disappear with a quick, satisfying shlrrrp!. Two more gulps, and Crit was all gone, transformed to a wobbly bulge in a fat poss gut...Judith collapsed against the couch as she got the last of her boyfriend down, tongue hanging out of her mouth in satisfaction as she patted and rubbed at her swollen Thanksgiving gut. Even for someone with an appetite like herself, Thanksgiving always pushed her anatomy to its limits - although it wasn't like she was complaining. "HHHUUUuuuoooOOOOOOooorrraaaAAAAALLLLllllccchhhh... Delicious as always, hun~" the poss teased as her boyfriend curled up inside of her gut, completely filling it on top of the lunch, brunch, and breakfast the poss had devoured (and stuffed Crit with...) earlier. The food coma was already starting to hit, hard, and so she rubbed and played with her gut for a little bit while before she felt her eyelids start to slide over her vision. This was going to be a lovely nap...
?Judith was always an incredibly affectionate opossum, especially to her birdy boyfriend Crit, but today the possum was being a bit over-the-top, even more than usual. The possum was all over Crit, smooching and cuddling with him every chance she could get. She was clinging to her boyfriend all day long, throughout lunch and brunch (although she was more than happy to stop her clinging for a nice meal...).
Crit wasn't complaining; he loved the poss, after all. But after the third cuddling session on the couch, curled up watching Netflix, he let something slip. "So affectionate today, hun. What's the occasion?~" he teased, giving his girlfriend a peck on the cheek as he asked.
"Oh, you don't know what day today is? It's Thanksgiving, hun~"
The bird instantly blushed as he heard Judith's response, partially out of being flustered, but partially out of embarrassment. How did he not realize!? It was so obvious! Guess it just snuck up on him this year, as it constantly moved around, after all. His thought process was interrupted by his girlfriend, though, reaching over and giving the bird a big, sloppy lick right across his face, turning up the fluster factor quite a few dials for Crit. "Oh...oh gosh...right here?" he asked as Judith started to encroach over his space more, crawling on top of the chubby bird, smothering him somewhat underneath the possum's own soft curves. "It's 2pm, Crit. I'd say it's about dinnertime~" she teased, her stomach growling in agreement as she gave her boyfriend another sloppy lick. "Mmmff...no seasoning needed!" she continued to tease, watching the orange bird turn red as she opened her jaws wide...
She'd snacked on Crit many times, teased him about being a meal plenty of times before. None of this was new. But it was always so intimate every time it happened, and Judith made sure to treat her boyfriend whenever her appetite got the best of her. Her snout slipped over his beak, smooth and with little resistance. She had already gotten plenty of tastes of the bird earlier, but that didn't stop her tongue from wandering, slipping all over his face and between each feather, getting a real taste of her birdy boyfriend...
Gently, she guided that beak to the back of her mouth, feeding more of Crit into her greedy gullet. As much as she enjoyed her boyfriend's taste, her gut was growling for a big thanksgiving dinner, and she had to give it what it wanted! So the first swallow came, Judith tipping her head up as drool dribbled down her chin, mouth full of mouthwatering bird! A few more glucks and gulps later, and Crit's fat, wobbly belly was hanging out of Judith's mouth. Always a challenge to get down, but the size of that gut only made the possum even more hungry! So she made it work, slowly fitting her jaw around the bottom of his tummy and filling her cheeks with delectable bird meat and fat. Her throat swelled up with his gut as she swallowed once more, feeling her boyfriend's head starting to poke out into her hungry belly, which grumbled in appreciation as Judith filled it once more. There was already a considerable amount of food mush slopping around inside, what hadn't funneled deeper into the poss's guts already at least, to keep Crit company as more of him was pushed into the acidic chamber with every swallow Judith made.
Her tongue continued to wander, the poss unable to stop smiling as she felt Crit squirming in her throat as her tongue tickled and teased at his crotch. The flavors down there were unique, certainly, and something that Judith couldn't get enough of! Her belly grumbled for more, though, even as Crit started to curl up inside of it, and so the possum gulped once more, leaving only Crit's claws dangling outside of her lips - which she made disappear with a quick, satisfying *shlrrrp!*. Two more gulps, and Crit was all gone, transformed to a wobbly bulge in a fat poss gut...
Judith collapsed against the couch as she got the last of her boyfriend down, tongue hanging out of her mouth in satisfaction as she patted and rubbed at her swollen Thanksgiving gut. Even for someone with an appetite like herself, Thanksgiving always pushed her anatomy to its limits - although it wasn't like she was complaining. "*HHHUUUuuuoooOOOOOOooorrraaaAAAAALLLLllllccchhhh...* Delicious as always, hun~" the poss teased as her boyfriend curled up inside of her gut, completely filling it on top of the lunch, brunch, and breakfast the poss had devoured (and stuffed Crit with...) earlier. The food coma was already starting to hit, hard, and so she rubbed and played with her gut for a little bit while before she felt her eyelids start to slide over her vision. This was going to be a lovely nap...