Wolfed (Vore Story)
A Patreon quickie done for Pilar. The dragon is enjoying some time with nice Wolf art, until things get a bit TOO real for him...
"Mmh, he's so hooott..."
Pilar whimpered that to himself as he finished browsing for this particular jerk-off session. His browser tabs were absolutely full of the newest, hottest stuff, but there seemed to be a consistent theme through all his picks: Wolf. The cocky, dommy Star Wolf leader was an absolute hunk to Pilar, and a lot of artists seemed to agree, seeing how much...material was out there! Pilar wasn't going to complain, though. The yellow dragon grasped at his pink shaft as it started to poke through and emerge out of his slit, and soon, Pilar got to work.
Leisurely clicking through tabs, stroking at his cock as it continued to grow in his grip...mmh. Wolf was so damn hot. The dragon was imagining the canid doing, just, the dirtiest, hottest things to him right now...railing him, smothering him, maybe even eating him up...rrf! So good. Though there seemed to be one particular image that the dragon fixated on. One where Wolf was staring right at the viewer, tongue slipping out of his mouth as those dangerously-hungry eyes pierced the soul of whoever looked into them. God. The artist did such an amazing job on this one...hff...maybe Pilar could finish here.
The dragon stayed on this one image for so long, in fact, that his monitor turned off from inactivity...but wait. Didn't Pilar turn that setting off? He could have sworn he heard a noise when it turned off as well, and not a normal one at that. He should have probably ducked under his desk to take a look at his computer, maybe try and see what was wrong, but...nnf, he was so damn close. Maybe if he closed his eyes and thought about that image, he could finish, and then deal with whatever was going on with his computer...
Just as Pilar started to close his eyes, though, something else happened. His monitor flicked back to life just as suddenly as it had shut off, though there was something quite a bit different about it. That Wolf image was the only thing on the screen now, and it seemed to be overlaid with some sort of 3d effect that made it pop right out of the screen! God, that mouth though...Pilar jerked himself madly as he stared into it, leaning forward in his chair to envelop as much of his field of view in hot Wolfness as he could. His eyes fixated at the black void in the middle of Wolf's mouth. He imagined it pulsating around him, thought about the canine breath washing over his face as he disappeared inside...
And then it all rushed out to greet him. In an instant, Pilar's snout was suddenly engulfed by muggy, wet darkness, as if he had just been thrown into a wet sack. At the same time, two clawed, furry hands gripped his shoulders tightly, pulling him forward to the point where the dragon was being yanked out of his chair and into...somewhere! It was all happening so quickly, that Pilar really didn't have any time to process what was going on. He was staring intensely at his monitor, and the next, he was being pulled right into it by something! That was really the only way to describe it, honestly.
And, as confusing for Pilar as this situation was, an onlooker probably wouldn't be able to make much more sense of it. They would see Wolf, the Star Fox character, literally reaching out of Pilar's monitor, with the dragon's entire head stuffed firmly into his mouth! The greedy, hungry Wolf that was featured in that picture that Pilar loved so much had somehow made its way into the real world, and he was very intent on giving Pilar a much more intimate tour of the throat that he had been so aroused by. The hungry canid snarled and drooled as he scarfed down Pilar as quickly as he possibly could, taking those hands that were on the dragon's shoulders and wrapping them around his back to PUSH the dragon right down his gullet. Though, as he shoved the yellow dragon down his throat, Wolf himself was still trying to wiggle out of the monitor, from whatever universe he had been summoned from into our own. Once he scarfed Pilar down, he was going to have to find some other food, of course~
But that was the future. Right now, he had work on finishing this delectable dragon off. The corners of Wolf's mouth were stretched to their absolute limit to fit around Pilar's broad, toned shoulders, let alone the spines that went down the dragon's back! Wolf was a bounty hunter, though, and he had dealt with much crazier marks before this. Pilar would go down easy, comparatively! Already, he had managed to fit his mouth around said shoulders, his slavering jaws sliding down the dragon's muscular pecs...mmh. Such a fit meal, such irony in the fact that all that work was going to make Wolf so much fatter! For a little bit, anyway. The hunt for his next meal was usually enough to work off whatever weight the last one left on his hips.
Another swallow dragged Pilar deeper down into the sweltering, slimy darkness, the dragon now pretty much aware of what was happening to him, no matter how incredulous it sounded. He was shoulder-deep in, well, something's throat, and the chances of him kicking his way out right now were slim to none, even with how strong the dragon was. It was just far too tight in here, and his legs were having quite a bit of trouble finding purchase on his assailant...because most of Wolf was still in the monitor, physically unable to be hit! The canid's hands reached out to grab the edges of Pilar's desk, wolf's claws making sharp indents in the wood as he started to literally drag himself out of whatever dimension he was in while sending Pilar down deeper into his guts. Half of his body now hung out of the monitor, while about half of Pilar's own body was lodged firmly in the bounty hunter's throat, funnily enough. With the way things were going, both of those would probably end up one by the time that Pilar's little encounter was over!
Wolf was causing a bit more property damage than he perhaps would have liked in this moment, the process of dragging himself into this dimension requiring quite a bit more elbow grease than he had surmised. He was already so close at this point, though, both to finishing off Pilar and sliding out of the monitor...the bounty hunter tensed his muscles as much as he could, putting all of his strength into one final pull, one final gulp...
*gln-FWMP*
The ravenous predator's throat convulsed one last time, at least for now, swallowing Pilar's toned thighs and feet, slurping up his spade-tipped tail like a spiky noodle in the process. At the same time, wolf found himself flopping out into the chair that Pilar himself had once occupied, taking a few moments to adjust to this new, cold world before rolling onto his back and slowly sidling his way back up the chair until he was in a more normal sitting position. Except, of course, for the lapful of wolf stomach that he now had to contend with! He cradled and stroked over the gut full of Pilar he had suddenly acquired, very much enjoying the irony of his sitting in the exact same spot Pilar was in just a few minutes ago. Delicious.
The monitor he had just slipped out of gradually returned to its normal state over the next minute or so, allowing Wolf to see exactly what Pilar was looking at...and, well, he already had an inkling of Pilar's love for him, but this was far more than he expected! "Mmh...bet you didn't expect it to be so realistic, huh? Now, just try to relax and enjoy yourself in there for the time being..." Wolf advised as he leaned back in Pilar's chair, using a claw to idly pick between his teeth while he continued to scroll through all of the dragon's tabs. It's not like his internet privacy was Pilar's biggest concern right now...
Pilar was still mostly in shock, curled up in a tight ball inside of Wolf's tight, hungry, caustic stomach. The environment all around him gave absolutely no leverage, and yet somehow, it seemed to become even tighter and more inhospitable as the seconds passed. God, how did this happen? How could this have happened? The dragon had so many questions, but at some point he had to realize that this was his dream. This was what he wanted so badly, and yet, in the moment, was there remorse to feel? Or was he going to truly enjoy these last few minutes before he was mulched and processed by the wolf he wanted so badly?
*glooRRRrrrnk*
It didn't matter.