# Space Pirate Wolf Eats Out

Author: tanstaafl42
Tags: Bunny, M/F, Mouse, Restaurant Booth, Sci-Fi, Vore (soft), Wolf, vore

#3 of Space Pirate Wolf

You stride down the Tourtuga space station's corridors, your lupine senses assaulted by the sight, sound and scent of a dozen species. You have little trouble making your way through the crowds as even those who do not realize that you are a pirate captain recognize such a large anthro wolf as a top predator and stay out of your way.&nbsp; You head down the corridors of the station to your favorite restaurant in the sector.&nbsp; It is one with an eclectic clientele, and an even more unusual menu.&nbsp; Ah, you can see the sign now.&nbsp;

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## **Fenris Restaurant&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;**

We Serve Every Species\*

_\*Subject to availability_

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Coming in the door your lupine nose can already smell the mouthwatering meals within, your wolf ears picking up the sounds of happy customers stuffing themselves.&nbsp; As you enter the naga hostess greets you.

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"Hello again Captain.&nbsp; Your usual table is available, Jessica here will seat you."&nbsp; She gestures to the bunny-eared waitress.&nbsp;

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"Please follow me," says the voluptuous bunny-girl.&nbsp;

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You eagerly comply, as it gives you a chance to check out her sashaying cotton-tail.&nbsp; The lush curves of your waitress are inspiring more than one type of hunger within you.&nbsp;

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You pass some other diners and their meals on the way to your table.&nbsp; In one booth an arachnid-morph has a moaning woman in a multi-limbed embrace, fangs deep in her flesh sucking out her fluids.&nbsp; In another, a pair of kicking legs dangle from the mouth of a reptilian creature.&nbsp; At that table over there an ecstatic looking mouse-girl is disappearing into a gelatinous blob.&nbsp; The customers really seem to enjoy their food, and vise-versa.&nbsp;

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After seating you at your favorite table the bunny-girl hands you a menu and gives her sales pitch.&nbsp;

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"We have a selection of humans, both wild caught and farm raised.&nbsp; Of course we have a variety of cloned prey-furs ready for consumption. &nbsp;And if you have a taste for something more exotic please check out our specials menu.&nbsp; I am sure that you will see something you like."&nbsp;

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There are several tempting options on the menu.&nbsp; Yet there seemed to be some choice fresh meat close at hand.&nbsp; Your wolfish muzzle has been fairly watering at the prospect ever since you came in.&nbsp;

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"I think I see something I like right now.&nbsp; Any chance of you being on the menu?"

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"I think I can help a handsome wolf like you work up an appetite, and I know just the place for some privacy," the beautiful bunny-eared waitress whispers in your ear.&nbsp;

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You silently thank the gods for your luck.&nbsp; Not only is your waitress a delight to behold, but seems devoted to customer service.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;

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You gladly follow the cute cottontail of your waitress as she leads you to the black of the restaurant.&nbsp; You both pass (perhaps dangerously close) the kitchen entrance.&nbsp; Glancing inside you can see a tasty looking sheep-girl reclining in a large ice-cream bowl and being drizzled with chocolate sauce and whipped cream by the chef.&nbsp; A truly decadent dessert if ever you saw one.&nbsp;

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The waitress regains your attention as she types a code into an electronic lock.&nbsp; It would not do to have the main course run out the back.&nbsp; The door opens revealing what looks like a large storeroom.&nbsp; Not very romantic, but it does seem private.&nbsp; You step inside and the door closes behind you.&nbsp;

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"It was easier getting you back here than I thought.&nbsp; Now, I have a business proposition for you."&nbsp; You tilt your lupine head in puzzlement at the change in the bunny-eared womans demeanor from flirty to businesslike.&nbsp;

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"I was waiting for someone like you to come in to the restaurant.&nbsp; I need safe passage for two off the station, without a lot of questions and no Fleet entanglements.&nbsp; I can pay, cash, half now and half on arrival."&nbsp;

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You contemplate the request.&nbsp; Pirates do not normally take on passengers, but you are intrigued.&nbsp; Looking over her bodacious bunny body you can think of worse people to take a trip with.&nbsp; Though she may find sharing a ship with a pirate crew more than she bargained for.&nbsp;

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You take a moment to consider your reply.&nbsp;

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"So who is this other person you want to take with you?" you ask.

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"She should be along shortly.&nbsp; Having her along should not be a hardship, not for a big bad wolf like you."

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There is a knock at the other door, three quick and two slow, must be a code.&nbsp;

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"That would be her."&nbsp; Speak of the devil.&nbsp;

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The bunny-girl waitress turns and walks over to the inner door that links the vore club to the store room, giving you another chance to check out that cottontail of hers.&nbsp; She types in an access code, the door slides open.&nbsp;

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A petite mouse-girl with platinum blond hair pokes her head in through the doorway then slips inside the storeroom.&nbsp; The 20-something mouse-morph clocks in at under five feet, and in her tight fitting outfit could pass for a human gymnast if not for the mouse ears and tail.&nbsp;

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The curvy bunny-girl steps behind the newcomer, one arm around her waist while the other strokes her hair and ears.&nbsp;

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"I was able to convince Cindy here that coming with me would be a better option than ending up as a tasty appetizer at a vore restaurant."

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You get the feeling that there is more to the story than the bunny girl is saying.&nbsp; Still you have to agree with her on one thing, Cindy sure does look tasty.

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The bunny-girl tightens her possessive grip on Cindy, pinning the mouse-girls arms.&nbsp;

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"I figured that I would have a better chance of reaching my destination if I brought something to sweeten the deal.&nbsp; And I can tell you from experience that Cindy here is very sweet."&nbsp;

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Your lupine ears prick up in surprise at this unexpected turn of events.&nbsp; Just what sort of payment is the cute mouse-girl supposed to be?&nbsp; The bunny eared girl clears up some of the mystery after giving the mouse-girl an affectionate squeeze.

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"I promised Cindy here I would find her a real predator to swallow her, not just some random restaurant customer.&nbsp; A big bad wolf space-pirate fits the bill perfectly."&nbsp; She nips gently at the smaller womans mouse ear, eliciting a delighted giggle.&nbsp;

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"Oh yes, he's perfect!&nbsp; A big strong pred to gobble me up and make me part of him.&nbsp; So how do you want to eat me Captain?&nbsp; Head first or bottoms up?"&nbsp; She poses to show off her slim figure to best effect.&nbsp;

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You fairly drool at the prospect of devouring the mouse-girl.&nbsp; Who knows when such a tasty looking morsel will offer herself to you again.&nbsp; Life is unpredictable, have dessert first.

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"Bottoms-up I think."&nbsp;

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"Oh goodie," replies the mouse-girl, frantically striping off her clothing.&nbsp; The bunny-girl assists her, helping to unwrap your treat.&nbsp; Well she was working as a waitress when you met her, only fitting that she help serve up your meal.&nbsp;

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Cindy kneels on a flattened box with head down and rump raised, presenting you with some mouthwatering grade-A mouse-meat.&nbsp; The bunny-girl gives one firm cheek a gentle smack (there is a last time for everything) before stripping off her shirt revealing her own delightful assets.&nbsp;

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You kneel behind the mouse-girl.&nbsp; You give each cheek a tasting lick and playful nip, prompting her to wiggle her hips most tantalizingly.&nbsp;

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She looks so good, you have half a mind to mount her.&nbsp; Still her delicious taste has set your stomach to growling, and the bunny-girl waitress looks willing to help you burn off those Cindy calories.

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"Such a tasty mouse-girl, you are going to fill this wolfs belly nicely."

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"Oh yeah, make a meal out of me. Eat me!" responds the eager mouse-girl.&nbsp; Cloned prey-furs are weird, wanting so desperately to jump down a predator gullet.&nbsp; Fortunately one seldom has to put up with the weirdness for long.&nbsp;

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You start by taking the tip of Cindys mouse tail into your wolfish muzzle, slurping it up like spaghetti.&nbsp; You then come to the main event, a scrumptious serving of mouse-meat.&nbsp; You open your jaws wide and fasten your fanged maw around the bent over mouse-womans rump.&nbsp;

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Chomp. &nbsp;

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Cindy squeaks at the sudden wet heat and pinprick pressure.&nbsp; Stretching your mouth wide you work your way forward, taking her entire rear into your mouth.&nbsp; Your tongue works at her creamy center, sending her over the top repeatedly.&nbsp; Best part of a vorish meal.&nbsp;

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This position would be awkward with larger prey, but your black market V.O.R.E. nanotech enhancements let you stretch to take in the petite mouse-girl.&nbsp;

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Her rump squeezes into your throat as your jaws pin her thighs to her abdomen, knees pressed to breasts.&nbsp; Her thigh meat tastes delightful sliding over your tongue.&nbsp;&nbsp;

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Your prey firmly imbedded in your mouth, you grip her firmly in your clawed hands and lift her into the air, dangling feet leaving the ground forever.&nbsp; You tilt your head back and let gravity help you swallow her hips down, breasts slipping into your maw.&nbsp; She moans in delight at the feel of your rippling throat massaging her tender meat.&nbsp;

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Her way clear, the bunny-girl waitress kneels in front of you and begins unbuckling your pants, evidently not satisfied with being a passive observer of this feast.&nbsp; Nimble fingers first free your member and then grasp it, bunny-eared girl cooing in appreciation at its size before she takes it into her mouth.&nbsp; She works at taking you to the root, swallowing your little soldier as she watches you swallow her lover.&nbsp;

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Her calves are forced to straighten out, framing her cute face as her platinum blonde head descends toward the hungry darkness.&nbsp;

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"Yes, yes, YES!&nbsp; Eat me!" exclaims your mouse eared snack as she vanishes down the hatch, head slipping into your maw.&nbsp;

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Her shoulders stretch your throat, trailed by upper arms, head (after an affectionate licking), slim calves, dainty feet, and curled toes.&nbsp; Lastly only her hands are visible.&nbsp; She gives the outside world one last wave goodbye before you make one more great swallow and she vanishes completely into the darkness.&nbsp;

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Gulp.

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At this point you yourself go over the top and give the bunny-eared waitress her own treat, which she hungrily swallows.&nbsp;

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Cindy the mouse-meal slips down into your stomach and curls into a tight ball.&nbsp; Looking down her outline makes a surprisingly small bulge for having a sentient inside you.&nbsp; Feeling her movements within you figure she must be franticly trying to get herself off one last time.&nbsp; The waitress strokes the wriggling outline under your fur and places one rabbit ear to your gut, listening to the faint gurgles and muffled moans.&nbsp;

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That was a truly succulent snack.&nbsp; A tasty and cooperative meal, not to mention an eager to please waitress.&nbsp; Not harmed a bit by the lack of atmosphere in the storeroom.&nbsp; There is just one nagging question.

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What about dessert?

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