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Jungle Gurgle

by Skipai (c) 2021

When they say there is laws in the jungle and that only what happens inside the jungle stays within the jungle, they were not kidding. The locals that lived within the deep forestation knew these laws but now and again, there were always those that came about from the outside, that really didn't understand just what the laws were, this was one of them.

In the background, near to the river the tent was in view, the small beams of sunlight shone down from the light that managed to get through the foliage of the treetops above. The small wisp of smoke from the campfire as the last embers smouldered in the day heat of the jungle. Various wisps of water droplets continued to rise from the vegetation, leaving the entire area heavy with humidity.

The red fox smiled; the male was naked as he looked at the mouse who was gasping for breath as the large black hand paw squeezed at the throat. "So, you thought you could sneak into my camp and steal my stuff, eh?" The fox gave a toothy grin. "You savages don't know about electronics or an alarm, do you?" The mouse looked at the fox with a confused look as the foreign words didn't make sense, but the sight of the teeth did.

As much as the mouse squirmed, the rodent was furious, even when he could feel his lungs burn from the lack of oxygen at this invader, how dare this fox come into their territory as if it was their own. The small legs kicked out frantically as the contempt look in the dark eyes glared back at the vulpine who continued to lick those muzzle lips and teeth that dripped clear saliva from the very tips. The black hand moved up to remove the vine belt that held a tiny leaf from the front and pulled it away for the small rodent to become naked. "Well, I'm just going to have to eat you then, since you spilled my meal onto the dirty floor."

With a flick of the tongue, the fox licked at the footpads of the shorter mouse, being only three foot tall, the adult warrior mouse cursed in his language tongue. "You bastard, you will get yours." The fox though didn't understand a single word of it as he continued to lick at the sweaty feet, the soles of the mouse feet tasted salty as the fox continued to lick away as the saliva swirled about, the gooey clear liquid hung about between the toes as the fox just smiled.

Slowly the feet were pulled into the long snout of the vulpine who closed his teeth over the legs of the rodent, the tongue licked at the skin and fur of the legs as he tasted the tangy taste of the body paint that was on the rodent, the tongue savoured the sweet taste and as he held the hips of the rodent, the mouse continued to yell at the fox in his own tongue. The throat muscles began to pull and grip at the feet, then slowly the mouse felt himself sliding down the slick mucus covered fleshy tube as the footpads were pushed together, then the legs as the rodent squirmed about in the wide-open muzzle of the fox.

Slowly the slick tongue lapped over the small rodent more as the mouse slipped further in, the legs being pulled down into the throat further as the mouse held tightly with the large paw, then the feel of the soft flesh rubbed against the male's cock and balls, the mouse still cursed as his penis throbbed to the wet gooey warmth of the vulpine flesh. The bubbles from the saliva covered the fur now, making it all slick as the male rodent felt the fox head move up and then the paw let go as the mouse squirmed about, his penis slid about this and that against the gooey wet flesh.

The mouse cursed as that dick grew, firming up as the shaft was drenched in the fox stinky goop, the fur around his balls matted as slowly the very tips of them were kissed, the muscle of the throat rubbed at them as the rodent felt his penis twitch, the pre squirted out as the mouse reached and gripped around one of the incisors. With more of the gloopy saliva dripped down, the furless hand paw was unable to get a grip as the sharp white teeth became too wet and sloppy to hold and slowly the mouse felt his cock and balls fall into the tight warm embrace of the throat.

As much as the rodent tried, slowly with each gulp, the fox pulled the mouse down into his stretched-out throat, the mouse felt the air push in and out around his body as the male fox breathed, the gurgling sounds of the wet fluids that helped to make the rodent easy to swallow sink deep into his fur so that the rodent felt it against his skin. Then with a final gulp the mouse slipped fully into the fleshy tube as he saw the last gasps of light before the fox closed the muzzle and darkness ensued. All that the rodent could hear now was the strong beat of the heart as the male rodent slid down into the waiting stomach, the organ stretched out to accommodate the mouse as the male slipped into it and continued to curse, the hand paws punching the stomach lining as the fox burped and then hit his belly with his own paw. The loud sound of the fox yelling words as one of the punches landed at the same time as the head was inside and the rodent was knocked half unconscious. Small trickle of blood oozed from the left nostril as the stomach acid began to work, removing the dark purple paint from the fur first.

The fox laid back against the tree, the vulpine rubbed his big bulge of a stomach and moved the rodent about inside as he yawned, the fox feeling tired as he tried to keep his eyes open but felt that something was wrong. With a push, the fox sat up briefly, but it was too much as the eyelids were too heavy and the fox fell against the tree again, unconscious. Inside the stomach, the mouse could hear the heartbeat slower and while still recovering from being hit, the mouse smiled as a hand paw dipped in and out of the acid which swirled the purple goop about, the last word that came from the rodent was "Bazau." Which in his tongue, meant sleep poison? Then the mouse with his last breath, ran out of air as the rodent spasmed within the stomach, the fight draining away as the stomach continued to digest the meal.

The sun had shifted, that was the first thing that the fox noticed, the shadows had got longer, the light had grown a bit duller as the orange glow from the sky above was giving off the oranges, pinks and dark blue hues in the late afternoon, early evening. The male fox rubbed his stomach, still bulging from the meal that he had swallowed earlier in the day, the gloopy mess sloshed about as it gurgled. With a yawn, the male fox stretched as he felt his body tense up and that's when he felt something odd that hit his brain. He couldn't move his legs, not much at all as something soft and fleshy had wrapped around them.

The vision was still fuzzy, blurred as the fox moved to rub his eyes, then the fox blinked again and a loud yelp came from his throat as he stared at the crocodile that had already swallowed the entire legs into the large snout, the teeth closed over again as they cut into the fur and skin, holding the male in place as the fox moved about, the large reptile pulled and slowly the fox slipped a bit onto the wet muddy bank and with a panic, felt his backside slide as the reptile opened the large mouth again as the fox slid further in. His sheath and balls bumped against the throat and the snout closed again as the sharp teeth clamped down to hold the male fox. With a cry, the fox felt the strong jaws crunch a bit more as he felt the teeth dig that bit further in, the upper teeth scraped against the lower rungs of his ribs and then with a loud bark, the fox felt the right-side rib snap from the pressure.

With a huge inhale, the fox slid again as the snout opened and the male scrambled to look for something to grip onto behind him, the head looked up as his black furred fingers gripped at the glades of grass and held on as the crocodile strong jaws snapped shut again as the teeth made the male gasp out as the air was squeezed out of him, the upper teeth cut into the lower part of his throat as the male fox stared in horror as more of his body slipped into the reptile's stomach. Then the jaws opened up as the fox felt himself slip down again, being pulled by the throat muscles as he held onto the vegetation, that snapped and he slipped further inside as he saw the roof of the large mouth above him the tongue against the back of his head and then the jaws came down again as he felt pain in his arms, the teeth biting into them, the sound of the bones breaking from the force and he cried out inside the large reptile mouth.

Then the last sight of the fox slipped away as the crocodile swallowed and the male fox slipped into the stomach, the reptile hissed as it cleared it's throat and then slid backwards into the warm water and then sank as it swam away, the fox gasped for breath as the last remaining air quickly ran out, the strong stomach walls closed over him as the male fox's mind fell into insanity as he fought, the stomach though held him fast as he quickly lost consciousness. His own stomach continued to digest the mouse from earlier, unknown that instead of providing substance for its master that it was in fact helping to provide substance for a whole other master, a bigger, stronger one that had won out. And all because of a fox from the city that didn't know about the laws of the jungle and those that lived within it. Only the tent remained in the tiny clearing near the river, whether it would be found or be absorbed by nature, time would tell.