Cocoa's Chips
#14 of Patreon Reward Vignettes
This Patreon Reward Vignette is for Kent ( FA: WomblesFan )
His baker Capybara hasn't been portrayed in writing yet, so Kent wanted me to do that for him. Based on that reference image there, you can see where this is going.
Contains: Casual nudity setting (nonsexual), Fat fur, Vore Tatts, Unusual Anatomy (goopy snares that come out of navels), implied navel vore, implied digestion, unknown fate at ending.
(don't worry, Cocoa lets everyone out.... eventually)
Cocoa is FA: WomblesFan 's
Craig was created for this but has been adopted into Kent's cast of characters
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Craig pushed the door open, hearing the chime ring to announce his entrance to the shop. The smell of baked goods filled the air. The badger had decided to check out the bakery this afternoon, since he was free for the time being. Plus, he'd never noticed it sitting here, down a side street and off the plaza.
Behind the display case was a positively enormous capybara, wearing a white apron and nothing else. This was not too out of place, Craig himself was only wearing a side bag to carry his things in. However, the relative smallness of the apron compared to the large, heavyset rodent made him seem more bare. The baker smiled and waved. "Good afternoon! I'm Cocoa. I'm always glad to have another customer at my bakery."
The badger stepped away from the door, glancing around. He noticed rather quickly that there was no one else in here, no more customers or another employee in sight. He looked back to the larger male as he approached the counter. "I'd never noticed your shop until now and wanted to give it a look." He glanced into the display case, until a motion in the corner of his eye drew his attention back.
Cocoa lifted the leaf in the counter beside the register, before opening the gate. He stepped on through, his belly wobbling and swaying from side to side, especially as it compressed gently against either side of the narrow opening and was released on the far side.
Craig couldn't help himself, his eyes were focused on the plush heft and how soft it all looked. The capybara's brown fur had darker splotches that reminded the badger of chocolate chips, and the lighter ventral fur was round from what he could tell under the apron, like a grand cookie covering the rodent's front. Especially seeing as the 'chips' were scattered across there as well.
"Enjoying the view?" The capybara said playfully, putting both hands behind his back in a way that jutted his belly forward. It wasn't mere posing though, as was evidenced a moment later as the strips of fabric that had held the apron in place fell loose. He raised a chubby arm up, pulled the top of the apron over his head and casually tossed it over his shoulder to rest on the counter.
The badger was blushing deeply. Sure he dealt with nudity on a daily basis, he was naked right now... but the act of disrobing in such a way could only be viewed as an invitation, at least to look. And look he did, eyes taking in the swathe of belly that had been covered in the white fabric. There were a few clusters of his darker fur patterning that looked like they could have been faces: one smiling, another shy and so on. But that was just paradoilia; his brain seeking out familiar patterns in chaos.
Cocoa made the implicit explicit, holding out a hand with his palm face down and curling his fingers towards himself repeatedly. "Come closer, cutie."
Swallowing nervously, Craig complied, walking nearer to the belly... was the capybara really this much taller than him this whole time? He felt so small. The navel on the broad belly was around the same level as his chest! He breathed deeper, and blushed deeper. The scent of baked goods was stronger next to the chocolate-chip patterned rodent. Was it coming from him? He'd expect a baker to smell of flour or whatever spices he got in his fur, but the badger smelled a rich, fresh from the oven cookie.
The capybara smiled broadly and scooped his arms up under his belly, hefting the round mass until his navel was level with his admirer's snout. "Get a nice good whiff while you're at it." He chuckled, making the tummy wobble in a way that made some part of Craig's mind think the faces were laughing as well.
But when the badger glanced back to them, they looked like the same clusters as before... couldn't really be faces... His eyes dropped back to that deep navel, and at the point where the flesh knotted together deep inside, he saw something dark and glistening. Without thinking, he pressed two fingers into the presented navel and felt the warm goop surround his paw pads.
Cocoa just kept smiling, but his tongue drew along his lips as he watched the badger start to pull his paw away.
To Craig's surprise, what had simply been on his fingertips drew out in thick, viscous strands from the depths of the navel, almost reminding him of overheated taffy. "What...?" He looked between his paw and the belly button, seeing more and more of the richly chocolate scented substance pouring forth without ever seeming to get stuck in the capybara's fur. When he looked back to his hand, it was coating there to the wrist, and rather noticeably spreading down his arm, more strands forming as the pair split to connect to the new areas to cover.
The baker grinned as he watched the badger try futilely to wipe his arm off, only spreading the strands to his other arm. "I really am glad to have you..." He grinned, as his chocolate started to reverse direction, pulling.
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Cocoa sighed as his belly stopped groaning and gurgling, patting over its heft. It was larger than it had been before Craig came in. Most notable in the changes was the addition of a new cluster of spots, this one looking quite like a flustered badger's face just beneath the navel. He reached with his chubby paw to stroke along that cluster, licking his lips and pressing in. He crooned and giggled, but it wasn't his voice that came out.
It was Craig's.
The baker sighed and released the marking, his voice returning to normal. He casually turned to the counter and looped the top of his apron over his head, feeling himself have to compress even more to fit through the gate than when he'd come out. He had hardly finished tying his apron up when the chime above the door rang again.