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Chase stares at the movies in front of him. He couldn't decide what to rent! A common conundrum every Friday night for him and his boyfriend, Dean. The grey wolf scratches his chin as his eyes dart between a documentary for cat grooming, wolf hunting habits, fish in the deep, and farm animals and farming equipment.

"Oh! Chase, we haven't watched this one!" Dean reaches out and grabs, "Hunter," the wolf hunting habits documentary. While grabbing the DVD, Dean's antlers scratch Chase's cheek. "Oh honey, I'm so sorry!"

Chase smirks and rubs his cheek. "After four years of dating you, I've gotten used to it." Chase rubs Dean's head and plants a kiss between Dean's deer ears. The two clasp their paws together and walk to the register.

A black and blue dragon at the counter smirks as he looks over the case. His name tag reads, "Wulf." "Getting ideas for how to prepare venison, huh?"

Dean lowers his gaze from Wulf. His ears perk up when Chase wraps his arm around the deer. "How can you be so racist? Yes, we've gotten looks and comments, but we love each other and no one can tell us otherwise." Chase snatches the movie and storms out of the store.

Dean follows shortly behind and reaches for his keys. "Chase, wait!"

"I hate how narrow-minded our society is, Dean!" Chase stomps to the passenger side door. Dean clicks the unlock button and his grey wolf climbs in, slamming the door behind him. "Can't they just see that we love each other and not it be a thing about me eating you?"

Dean ducks his head and enters his car. He opens the sunroof to give his antlers freedom. "It's best to just ignore them, honey. The stupider ones are the most vocal." He pulls away from the store and drives home. "I take it we're not returning the movie?"

"Fuck no! They should be glad I'm not filing anything." Chase looks over the movie. He didn't pay much attention to the cover, but it has a wolf with its mouth wide open. Strands of drool connect from the top of the mouth to the tongue. Chase couldn't take his eyes off the uvula in the back. He wonders how many meals this wolf had before and what it felt like to swallow something down. He traces over his throat, imagining a bulge sliding down it. His pants tighten at the thought of a morsel, like a mouse, sliding down, wiggling, until it reaches his belly.

"Chase? Hello?" Dean waves his paw in front of Chase's face.

"Huh? What?"

"We're home." Dean exits the car and walks to their cabin in the woods. Chase snaps out of his daze, wiping his face of any drool that appeared. He could explain the drool from his mouth, but probably not the bulge forming in his pants and stained with precum. Chase adjusts his pants and exits the car, walking through the front door after Dean closed it before.

The wolf pops the movie into the DVD player and flops down on their couch. The DVD loads to the main menu and it shows a deer grazing the menu selections. Chase tilts his head. "Babe? We got, 'Hunter,' right?"

"I watched that jackass put the movie in the case while he was staring at me. It has canine teeth and a tongue, right?"

"Yeah, it did!" Chase yells back.

"Then it's, 'Hunter,'" Dean yells from the kitchen.

Chase's stomach growls as he keeps staring at the deer on the screen. He licks his lips, imagining what the deer could taste like. The deer wasn't very plump, probably didn't eat enough during the season. Chase snaps out of his trance when Dean sits on the couch next to him.

"Oh, I see what you mean. It's still, 'Hunter,' don't worry. I ordered Chinese. I hope that's okay." Chase nods while Dean grabs the remote and hits the play option. A wolf jumps out from behind a tree and grabs the deer by the neck, pulling the deer and itself beyond the screen as it fades to black. The couple jump and Dean holds Chase close. "Ooh, that scared me, what about you?"

Chase stammers, "U-um, yeah." He couldn't focus; he never noticed how good his boyfriend smelled. He smells like fresh strawberries. No, no, NO! thought Chase, You are not a predator. You love Dean. Just focus on the movie.

Dean brushes his cheek against Chase's chest. The deer's antlers brush against the wolf's own cheek. Grr, these antlers. What I wouldn't give to remove-STOP! Chase takes a deep breath, but all he can smell is his boyfriend.

Dean sits up and lifts his shirt up over his head and throws it to the ground. "Much better. I always get so hot snuggling up to you." Dean's chubby belly hangs over the waistband of his jeans. Chase breaks out in a cold sweat as Dean lies against him again, hitting his face with those antlers too. Chase growls lightly but stops when Dean looks up at him. "Hungry? The food won't be coming for about an hour. Is that okay?"

"That," Chase takes a deep breath, "that will be okay." The wolf drapes his arm onto Dean's stomach and gropes it. "Have I told you lately how sexy you are?"

Dean blushes as Chase grabs his love handles. "I thought you said I'd look better after going to the gym."

"I've, heh, changed my mind." Chase opens his mouth, panting. Drool forms under his tongue and drips onto Dean's nose. The deer wipes it off and holds his wolf closer. Chase shakes his head, snapping out of his trance, and starts paying attention to the documentary in front of him.

"The wolf has spotted their prey. Oh, it's a big one, the king of the forest, a deer!" In the shot, the wolf is hiding behind a bush while a deer munches on grass like during the DVD menu screen. "You're about to watch something incredible in the animal kingdom. It's the circle of life."

Chase gulps, swallowing down his saliva as he watches the wolf lunge forward, pouncing the deer. I can't deny this anymore! Dean smells so fucking good and I can't! Fuck, I love him, but- Chase grabs Dean and throws him to the other side of the couch. He pins the deer down and pants heavily. The wolf glances around, observing his catch.

Dean blushes and reaches down to Chase's pants. "Wow, never knew wolf documentaries got you so riled up." Dean unzips Chase's pants and lets the wolf's eight-inch dick out into the cabin. "Should I help myself?"

"No, allow me." Chase leans in towards Dean. The deer presses his lips forward as the wolf gets closer, but the wolf has other ideas. Chase moves his paws up to Dean's cheeks and rubs them. "I love you, so much."

"I love you too." Dean presses his lips against Chase's, but the wolf quickly reaches for Dean's antlers and breaks them off! He tosses them onto the coffee table. "Chase?! What the fu-" before Dean can finish his sentence, he freezes and tenses up. He's afraid as he stares into Chase's fleshy mouth. Chase shoves his boyfriend's head deep inside his mouth!

Chase licks over Dean's fuzzy, chubby cheeks and sucks the wonderful juices out of the cherry tasting deer. Dean shakes and pushes against Chase's chest, struggling to pull his head out of the predator's jaws. "Chase, come on! This isn't funny!"

Chase nods, agreeing with his deer. He swallows down Dean's head and welcomes in his neck and shoulders. The wolf's tongue traces over the deer's collar bone and neck, matting the fur down as Dean's arms are pinned against his body, unable to push against his wolf anymore. Dean pushes his feet against the couch cushions to pull away, but this backfires and Chase chokes, swallowing down Dean's shoulders and neck.

Dean bleats in his boyfriend's throat. "Chase! Please stop this!"

"Mmmf, MMMFFF!" Dean's pleas for Chase have drowned out by his insides. Chase rubs over the lump in his chest as Dean makes his way closer to his destination.

The deer closes his eyes and buries his face against the wolf's throat. He listens to Chase's heartbeat as it races while the wolf licks over Dean's chest. "I guess, if I had to be eaten in our world, I'm glad, as much as I can be, that it is you."

Chase swallows down Dean's chest, letting the chubby belly graze against his teeth and greet his tongue. He fondles the folds with his tongue, extracting the cherry flavor the most from the sweat that glistens from fear. Chase grabs the hem of his deer's jeans and rips them down the middle. He tosses the remains on the ground and grabs Dean's ass cheeks. The deer in his throat bleats, his face burning from being grabbed. Chase kneads his paws into Dean's ass, knowing this is the last time he'll ever see and feel it again.

Chase swallows Dean's plump belly and welcomes in the deer's privates and ass. He snakes his tongue past Dean's swell sheath, cupping his furry, heavy balls, and prods the deer's hole. Chase rolls his eyes back into his skull. He's tasted his man before, but this is different. Chase's senses as a predator are heightened; he knew about Dean's cherry flavor shampoo before, but there was something about the fear in his prey that brought out the aroma and taste of cherries more.

Dean squirms and bites his lower lip, but he doesn't get aroused. This is different than before. His life will end once Chase completely engulfs him and traps him inside his belly. The slim, sweet wolf he knew for four years turned into a predator. He knew and risked going into it, but when Chase told him on their blind date he never ate anyone and felt no desire, he believed him. He also believed him when he told him he loves him and still does. He doesn't feel betrayed, but, rather, that this was meant to happen. His life leading up to this moment, being eaten by the one he trusts the most.

Chase retracts his tongue from Dean's ass and swallows the deer's assets down his throat. He licks over Dean's thighs. They're meaty. Chase couldn't help but give a little nibble like he used to. Dean bleats as his thighs are nibbled and his snout bumps against the stomach ring. He opens his eyes as the ring in front of him opens up. He gets a whiff of their lunch from earlier and shuts his mouth and eyes tight. Chewed up steak doesn't smell the same anymore to the deer.

Chase flips around onto his back. He flops onto the couch and swallows down Dean's thighs. The deer bleats in Chase's belly as his entire world shifts. He kicks his feet in the air as he tries to find some ground to pull him out, but he can't find anything for his hooves to grab onto. Chase reaches for his belly and his eyes widen. He's never been this big in his entire life, and he loves it! He scoops over Dean's hooves and pulls them into his mouth. He swallows down the last bit of his lover, tracing over the sizeable lump in his throat as he disappears into his chest.

Dean's face smothers against the bottom of Chase's stomach, making contact with the acids. It stings and he struggles. The rest of his body follows his head, dipping into the acid and pushing his face out of it. He gasps for air in the limited space of the container. "Chase! Please, let me out! It burns!" He pushes against the walls, making sizeable lumps against the wolf's belly. Dean's body deposits fully into the wolf's belly, causing the deer to curl up inside.

"Hlmmmp, mmmf, MMMFFF!" Once again, Dean's pleas reach Chase as sounds coming from his belly. Dean's pleas are accompanied by gurgling noises as well. It starts working on breaking down the deer's body, becoming fuel for the mighty predator wolf.

BURRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAPPPPP!

"Excuse me!" Chase pats his chest as his belly deflates from his tremendous burp. Dean flails about as the stomach gets smaller around him. Chase looks down and sees his throbbing erection against his lower belly. It has been dripping precum ever since Chase started eating his boyfriend. He feels a small pool of precum beneath him. He grasps his erection and groans.

"Oh fuck!" Chase shouts, a strand of cum shoots out and onto his stomach. Dean presses against the stomach more, feeling the cum splat on his wolf's stomach. He can hear Chase's heart beat faster as Chase grips his shaft and pumps it. His knot forms quick, quicker than ever in his life. Eating someone as fuel for his body aroused him more than being intimate with someone, even more so than with Dean. He moans as he grips his knot. "Fuck, Dean. This is for you!"

He roars, shooting thick ropes of cum onto his squirming belly. Chase flexes his stomach as he cums, cramping Dean inside him. He bleats and kicks the walls, squirming and clawing at the entrance he came from, but can't get out. Chase lies back against the couch. He pants softly as he licks the cum from his paw.

KNOCK KNOCK!

Chase's ears perk up, hearing someone knocking on the front door. "Must be the Chinese food Dean ordered." He rocks his body back and forth to try and get up. The couch beneath him groans and creaks. Dean bleats as his world is shifting again, once, twice, and thrice. Chase can't get off the couch. Another two knocks come from the door. "Hold on! I can't get up!" Chase groans, but so does the couch against his new weight. He lets out a yelp as the couch beneath him breaks! He lands on his butt and groans. "Oh fuck it, the door's open!"

The front door creaks open and the wooden panels groan as the delivery person stomps to the living room. Chase tries to roll onto his side, but his new form won't let him. He feels a scaly hand grasp his paw and hoists him on his feet. "Oh thank you!" He looks over the form of his rescuer, a crocodile with a hefty belly.

"No problem, dude. Who was it?" Those same scaly hands fondle Chase's new weight, smearing cum into his belly. "Had a fun time too it seems."

Chase blushes and looks at his belly as the delivery man caresses him. "Yeah, I did. This is my boyfriend, Dean."

"Oh, boyfriend, huh? It makes me wonder how many others have filled this wonderful belly!" The delivery man gropes Chase's newly found love handles, which causes Dean to bleat and struggle.

"Mmmf, MMFF MFFF!" Dean tries calling for help as his space is changing around him, folding him into the stomach walls and coating him in more acid.

Chase chuckles as Dean squirms around inside him. He scratches the back of his head and avoids the crocodile's gaze. "About that, he's my first."

The crocodile stares into Chase's eyes. "You're joking." Chase shakes his head. "Well, that explains why you couldn't get up." The delivery man rubs his belly and laughs. Chase stares hard at the mass jiggling in front of him. The man's belly also has two paws stretching out from the bottom.

"And who is that?" Chase reaches forward and grabs onto the bottom of the crocodile's belly.

"My manager, a dove if you want to know. His office is full of his ruffled feathers as I stuffed him down my gullet." The delivery man hands over Dean's order of food and a card from his back pocket. "Give me a call when you're ready to learn how to be a real predator."

"I will mister...?"

"Johnson, but my friends call me Jo." Jo salutes Chase as he walks to the front door. "Welcome to our world, Chase!" Jo closes the front door behind him as he leaves.

Chase smiles as he walks into the kitchen. He places the food on the table and stares at it. Believe it or not, after eating Dean, he feels famished! He opens a box of fried rice, Dean's favorite. Instead of grabbing the chopsticks and eating it properly, he opens his mouth and puts the opening of the box towards it. He swallows down the rice whole in the form of a box. He rubs the lump in his throat as it travels down to his belly to meet with Dean.

Dean hears Chase's belly growl as it welcomes more food into the cavity. He bleats as eaten food lands on his head. "Chase! How can you still be hungry you-

Mmmf mff mffff!" Dean kicks the belly walls and pushes his head against them, trying to attack it with his antlers, forgetting they don't exist. His head bulges against Chase's belly as his features are shown to the wolf.

Chase rubs over his belly, particularly Dean's head, as it growls for more food. He grabs the orange chicken and throws it into his mouth. The wolf chews over the succulent dish and swallows it. He rubs the lump in his throat, albeit not as big as swallowing the rice in one gulp, but he loves it all the same. "I can't wait for my next live meal!" Chase rubs over his belly as the chicken makes contact with Dean.

Chase grabs the final dish: lo mein. He and Dean usually share this dish between the two of them, but he's happy to have this all to himself. He grabs the plastic bowl and uses a fork to shovel the food into his mouth. The sauce, soft noodles, vegetables, and shredded steak fill his taste buds with flavor. He swallows down the chewed up bits and serves another mouth full. Dean groans and continues to struggle in the belly, disgusted by the food coming down on him and filling his nostrils with wolf stench, stomach acid, and Chinese food.

BURRRRRAP!

Chase's stomach shrinks releasing more air from his stomach. Dean's struggles are more evident with little space. Chase presses his weight against the table and stands up. "Come on, Dean. It's time for bed." With each step Chase takes, his form jiggles. It's a new feeling for him. "So this is how you felt while walking around with that weight on you."

The wolf enters his bedroom and flops on the bed. His eyes feel heavy and he falls asleep. Dean, on the other hand, is sloshing around in the stomach acids. He bleats weakly as fur comes off his body and floats in the acids. He picks it up and lets it fall back in. He lies against the stomach walls and tries to sleep, but the acids are discomforting to him as they work into his body. He has no idea what time it is. Has it been twenty minutes, an hour or six? He tries closing his eyes again, but still can't sleep. He wasn't sure how much time passed before the stomach moves around again.

Chase stretches with the morning sun. He looks over his shoulder. "Good morning, De-" His shoulders slump and he feels a kick inside his stomach. "Right, that did happen." Chase rubs his belly and leans down, kissing it. "Good morning, Dean. I haven't slept that great in such a long time. I can't say the same for you."

Dean kicks in response to the kiss, but he leans up and kisses where Chase is pressing against. "I miss you, Chase."

"At least we'll be together forever, Dean." Chase smiles fondly at his stomach as he stands up. He walks out into the living room and sees the main menu for, "Hunter." Chase grabs the remote and turns the TV off. "I wonder what would have happened if you didn't suggest this movie. Maybe someone else would have gotten you or I'd eat you further down the line." Chase sighs and rubs over his stomach. "Well, no point in wondering about maybes."

Chase strips off his clothes from the previous day and walks to the full-length mirror next to the kitchen. He flexes his arms and twists his body. The first part he notices is his giant belly. It's easily five times the size he used to be.

Inside, the belly growls louder around Dean. The deer feels Chase rub over as it gurgles around him. The acids work into Dean's body more, taking more fur away than yesterday. Dean bleats and struggles more as the belly works over him!

As Chase rubs over his new form, Dean's struggles become rabid as he tries to find a way out, clawing at every inch of the belly surrounding him. "This is how our world works, Dean. Gotta enjoy it while we can." His eyes wander to his thighs, which seem to have absorbed some fat from his lover, growing twice in size to support his squirming belly. His arms have doubled in size as well, adding a layer of fat where his muscles use to be. "Not bad, I'm going to love being big and I can't wait to be bigger from all the meals I'm going to have."

Chase searches through his pants and pulls out Jo's card. "I'm going to call him later today. Maybe he can introduce me to some co-workers he hates!" Chase chuckles to himself, his belly jiggling. Dean kicks the belly again, which causes Chase to burp up some fur. "Oh my! Who knew this would happen. I guess my first question is how long you're going to be in there for."

Dean whines inside," Mmmff, hlpmmm, MMF MMF!" holding his legs close as the stomach works over his body. More fur deteriorates off his body and into the stomach acids. He longs to be let out. He presses his head against the stomach ring once more, but it won't open for him. He presses his feet against the stomach walls. Despite feeling weaker than yesterday, he continues to fight for a way to get out.

Chase walks to the destroyed couch. "I'm going to have to buy a new one soon." He bends over and tries to pick up Dean's ripped jeans, but his belly prevents him from doing so. "And maybe a cane or something to help clean up." He stands up straight and rubs his back. He sighs and sees Dean's broken antlers on the coffee table. He picks them up and rotates them. He kisses each one and holds them close to his chest.

He smirks and pushes them against his cheek. "Can't believe I'm never going to feel these brush against my cheeks while we cuddle again." His eyes light up as he walks to the kitchen and opens a drawer. The wolf pulls out some nails and a hammer. He waddles to the bedroom and stands on the bed. Using the hammer and nails, he decorates above the bed frames with Dean's antlers.

"You never forget your first whether it's your significant other or a meal." Chase caresses his belly and gives it another soft kiss. "I'll always love you, Dean. Thank you for everything."