{"sf1_id":1573470,"sf2_id":"4nAjQjv1","title":"The Zebra noms a zebra...","author":"Dain the Greater","words":410,"posted_at":"2020-05-01T21:58:00.000Z","tags":["Male/Male","Omninomnicom Tales","Vore (soft)"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1573470-the-zebra-noms-a-zebra","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/4nAjQjv1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/0c/0b/0c0bfddf-43b8-4835-90bf-4fca356a6869","description":"#1 of Omninomnicom Tales\n\nCompanion piece for a YCH image from https://www.patreon.com/omninomnicom and is reposted with permission.\nThis, this right here, is why you don't mess with The Ref when they can sin-bin you in the most gluttonous of ways.\nPrologue to Feeding Bob.","content":"Dain knew he had been had even before the last of the zebra's legs slid into his gut.\u0026nbsp; Just like the regular ref, he had been expertly setup.\u0026nbsp; There was no way he could keep watch over the football game and either side would take advantage of his gravid state and slothful movement.\u0026nbsp; Still the irony of \"The Zebra\" -- a common affectation for referees because of the striped uniform jacket -- nomming 'a zebra' was not lost on him.  \n  \nHow it happened was just as clear too.\u0026nbsp; The zebra player, kept making sure Dain could see him fouling another player.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; First the verbal warning, then a more stern verbal warning, then the yellow card.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; That was the league rule, when rivals played, you couldn't go straight to the yellow or red for any but the most egregious penalties.\u0026nbsp; It didn't keep games clean, when rivals played it was usually a dirty game, but it tended to keep things manageable. \u0026nbsp;  \n  \nAfter one last intentional foul, Dain showed the zebra the red card.\u0026nbsp; The zebra just stared the unicorn down mischievously and said in an arrogant and dismissive fashion, 'eat me!'.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; The challenge was so disrespectful and shocking that it compelled compliance, so without thought or consideration of the consequences Dain did just that.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;The teams were waiting for him to resume play, but instead of doing so, he waved to the last reserve ref, who rose from the Fleur University bench.\u0026nbsp; That weasel knew he would be needed.\u0026nbsp; He got up and accepted the duty of officiating the game with relish.  \n  \nDain wanted to take a long hot shower, but knew that with that zebra in his tummy, there would be no way he could get dressed again once his belt was off.\u0026nbsp; Waddling past the showers, he hung his whistle and striped jacket on a peg and proceeded out of the gym and out into the quiet evening.  \n  \nThe game between the home team and sneaky F.U. had taken the attention of everyone.\u0026nbsp; It was just as well, he needed to think about how to deal with his meal.\u0026nbsp; Dain didn't partake of predation to often, but knew exactly what he was in for.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; There was an alternative and it had been a while since he had visited his botanical buddy Bob.\u0026nbsp; Dain knew that Bob would happily tolerate his sweaty body and the plant's soothing embrace would be just as revivifying as a good long hot shower.  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Omninomnicom Tales","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1573495-feeding-bob.json"}}