Some celebrations
Some celebrations are just so random, so that story i was going to do for 4000 views is about 800 late :3 and about a year after my last adult sub.
so yaeh this baby I have just finished up today after a good day :p and just to warn you this contains mainly micros... and maybe every kink i can think of at this late hour so read at your own risk.
FAVS AND COMMENTS REALLY KEEP MY GOING GUYS AND IT ONLY TAKES A SECOND.
oh and i know about grammer issues.
Heading back home after a long late night shift "last time I work a Sunday" matt grumbles to the streetlamps dotted along the way home lightly kicking a can along venting his frustration "I can quit next week when that last exam is done tomorrow" with his college work very nearly done and moving onto a full time position with a different company after. giving a slight sigh of relief as he stumbles to the front door of his shared house with his fellow student and maybe best friend now for a good year, an anthro fox called Ed, both almost exactly the same in every way in age, height likes and dislikes, the best roomies imaginable. Quickly getting out his keys and kicking the can away unlocking the door and heads inside. Instantly upon entering the house matt groans loudly, a loud heavy bass line thumping into his skull laying back his ears to try and shut it out a tiny bit, walking into the living room and being greeted by upwards of 20 different sets of eyes "a party?" he says towards the crowd to no one exactly. His question gets answered only by Ed stepping out of the crowd as the horde of furs resume their business chatting, eating , bouncing along to the music "hi matt! How was work!?" he has to shout to get over the ambient noise of the party "Ed don't give me that, we said no parties didn't we!?" looking about the room and the mess already taking up every once clean section of floor "Matt come on exams are over soon!" the fox reaches for a bottle of bear and reaches it out to Matt, whose eyes are just a well of anger and tiredness "NO!" he almost screams then rubs at his skull a little "just... I'm going to bed for a while" he simply says and storms upstairs and into his room giving it a slam.
Standing near the front door with a grin Ed is tapped on the shoulder. Turning to look at the fur in question, and a few others looking to him as well "you want us to leave? He seems pissed" the fox just gives a little laugh "nah he will be fiiiine!" he says while handing the bottle of alcohol to the fur that just asked the question "Just keep having fun, I'm going to get more drinks... then the fun can start" he says slightly quieter as he slips through the crowded room into the empty kitchen, talking out a totally normal looking box of bear and shifting into the living room and dropping the box into a wooden table, taking a step back and flopping onto the couch as he watches every fur crowd around the box and take at least one or two with a wide grin.
A few hours later into the party everything goes quiet, Matt sleeping up in his room and Ed the only one awake downstairs as he watches every single fur in the room mysteriously pass out, mysteriously for them not for Ed knowing exactly what has happened as he pads about the room again. This time not weaving past and between people as he walks to the kitchen, but stepping over the various bodies covering the floor. He walks to the table and picking up picking up the box with only one or two bottles left and taking them back into the kitchen and heads back into the living room with the now empty box, placing it on the sofa he watches as the passed out furs now undergo the main part of the plan, slowly at first then shifting down to their new heights of about one inch, their clothes not shrinking with them leaving them all buried in various places in their own cloths. Now skipping about happily the fox being careful not to stand on any clothes and he picks them all up with a good rough shake letting the tiny bodies fall out and drop onto the floor dotted about, laughing a little at some of the funnier situations, a rather dominant looking wolf laying on the insole of his own shoe never gets old. Plucking up that wolf from his own shoe Ed sniffs over the form slightly before carelessly tossing him into his maw, sucking upon the tiny form gleefully 'smells and tastes like foot' he thinks to his self as the humid damp and stinking atmosphere wakes the wolf from his nap, instantly he starts to scream and kick about inside the dark cave "what the fuck!" he screams choking on slobber as he stumbles to get his footing not knowing where on earth he is. Any movement however soon stops as the fox gets board with his toy and simply chomps down with a surge of flavour as the tiny form gives off a almighty howl muffled by the layer of lips around him as a arm is sheared off effortlessly, the movements inside stopping all together not long after stopping with the bite with the shock of everything causing him to pass out and sealing the fate of the first victim of the night. Chewing on the pulp of the exwolf proving to be quite the treat with the chewy yet crunchy texture as he picks up the last of the clothes and heading outside to dump them in the bin that is already out for tomorrows collection, coming back into the house and into the living room giving a gulp sending down the remains " i never did like him anyway... I think" he says with a chuckle.
"part two" Ed grins to his self as he grabs the now empty box and starts to pad about the room, collecting up a good amount of the now tiny attendants of the party as well as picking out a few interesting ones from the masses kicking off once of his trainers and depositing them roughly in quickly slipping off his sock to plug up the end and carefully pushes the item of footwear under the sofa, just thinking about when they wake up in total darkness wrapped in the warmth and smell of his shoe enough to make his trousers bulge lightly. The few left being left to sleep on the floor. Turning off the music he walks around the room looking for ideas of where to hide the little toys, grabbing up a roll of sellotape in one hand and balancing the box of tiny furs in the other. For his first stop he heads upstairs tip towing silently listening to matt's snoring as he kneels in front of his door, grabbing out a rather interesting fur first a blue furred glowing fox "not really sure who you are but you maybe first" and with a grin he places the blue fur on the floor quickly taking a tiny bit of tape, laying across the little's waist firmly keeping him held to the carpet then grabbing a second fur and taping him down just the same this time just at the top of the stairs "then again" he ponders quietly with a wide grin turning backward and heading towards matt's door putting the box on the floor and collecting three candidates by the back of their necks. Silently he opens the door seeing his friend fast asleep he walks silently stepping over the items of clothes dotted about the room taking note of the only pair of boxers right next to the bed he gives a little shrug dropping off his first victim making sure to place the form right in the crotch of the previously worn boxers with a little laugh, standing next to the bed he leans down to the floor grinning to see as always the gersky's slippers next to the bed leaning in a little further he sneaks in a little sniff with a deep murr placing one of the still sleeping furs on the soft insole of the slipper and pads back out the room and shuts the door. Making sure that on his way past to take a step almost onto the glowing blue fox now just opening his eyes as a wall of leather drops down onto him only to stop as the dirty surface makes contact then leaves again silently leaving the little guy confused and shaken. Coming back into the front room Ed picks out a few more furs, standing next to the now cluttered food table, roughly stuffing a good amount of furs into the salad, cake, crisps, dips saving a white fur for the dip, just pressing him in deep enough into the thick cream so just his head sticks above the stuff. Looking about the room Ed starts to run out of ideas of where to hide the little as they wake up, spotting a rather odd fur almost totally green with only a white tipped tail walking up to the green single seat sofa he gets his trusty tape again, laying out the unfortunate fur on the middle of the cushion and pinning him down onto it with no chance of getting away. The loud noises causing the little to wake up instantly screaming his lungs out seeing the huge face of Ed right next to him "ohhh so your awake? Good good, well in just sorting out everything, so you just scream away and you know what?" he leans in closer as the unknown fur stops screaming hoping for some form of answer to what's happening "no one can or will help you!" he laughs again wave after wave of warm humid smelling air as the horrified fur looks into that cavern of a maw the dripping strands of drool and the slight stain of red to the white teeth the fox gets back up, not paying any attention as the tiny screams fade into nothing as he walks away only his tail swaying away as if waving.
With the rest of the small forms the clever fox just dots them about the room, not using tape to keep them tied down, but sticky food now cheese sauce, dip, mayo all of which provide for a much more entertaining watch as he sits back on the sofa licking his feet onto the table and turning on the T.V. the furs all about now start to awaken fully, looking around for a few moments before stopping all together then moving and squirming about much faster to the delight of the fox. After a few moments however he already gets bored getting up and walking out towards the kitchen, the party goers on the floor forced to stair and shout as either a bare footpaw or the sole of his shoe glides past as he makes sure not to tread on a single one. A very "lucky" fur has a closer escape as the bare paw crashes just near him, looking upwards as the solid wall of black rushes towards him viewing every detail, able to count ever single speckle of yellow shaken out of his trance only when a wall of air gushes past along with a light thud, now looking up between two walls of white fur looking up at the godly figure his nose is bombarded by the strong smell of feet given off by his surroundings. A few seconds later is that the foot disappears again the small animal remains silent giving a few twitches from the shock of his near death experience.
Once again heading back into the living room and flopping onto the couch Ed leans down to the floor picking up two small figures from the floor he licks them both clean of the sticky mess covering their fur only leaving them coated in his thick and smelling saliva he keeps one is in his hand while the other he carefully places the other into his maw, quickly pulling his jaws together and keeping his lips up to give the fur now trapped in his maw a good view as he wraps his fingers around the one in his hand. "please let us go!" he hears one beg but simple blanks it as he lifts his leg and moves the first fur into position and grasping the struggling form between his toes, laughing as he hears assorted shouts about the reek "well it's about to get a little worse" the large fox mumbles causing the unfortunate in his maw to get tossed about struggling forward between the jaws to see the unfolding events he watches in horror as a huge slipper has now covered the foot knowing that his tiny comrade is trapped inside. After the first passenger is sorted Ed moves along to the second and doing the exact same to his soaking form giving a little wave as his disappears under the blue fabric. The soaking tiny screaming and pushing at the walls of toes as the smells of both muzzle and now feet contaminates his every breath. Propping his feet back onto the table watching T.V again with his feet idly tapping and toes clenching at the two unfortunate forms between them.
Opening his eyes again matt gives a happy sigh feeling much less angry and the fact that that damned racket has gone from down stairs makes it all the better "I better go and say sorry I think" he says quietly feeling bad for how snappy he was, down on the floor one of the two little furs wakes up to see two huge pair of legs heading to the havens, or in this case the gersky's crotch the now mammoth sheath hanging without a care, the great knees bend downwards as a arm reaches someplace in the distance the crotch coming in close able to get a view of every detail even the smells as they descend like a blanket. Forced to look on unable to get his self to move as above the ring of flesh between the two mounds of flesh expand a tiny bit before a deafening thunder rattles through his body, a gust of hot air rushing down with it, the heat and smell overwhelming light headedly looking up eyes going wide as the wall of fur suddenly rushes at him that foul hole right in the centre.
Bending forward and reaching for his closest boxers he gives a bright blush as he feels his bowls bush out letting out a heavy smelling fart losing his balance and falling to the floor with a sigh getting back up quickly and pulling his boxers up his legs and pulling them about just slightly to get snug, unaware of his tiny friend unconscious friend now pressed up firmly against his sheath. While in the back of the boxers the tiny destined to ride on the slipper now faces a very different fate as he struggles about that hole clenches tightly again and again each time pulling the body in deeper soon only his shoulders left out as the lower half of his body struggles in the furnace like heat of matt's insides stopping quickly feeling his feet sink into something firm and very warm, and just as he gives a shout of disgust he totally disappears from the outside world. Matt sleepily pressing a finger towards the itch with a big grin slipping on his slippers without a care as he heads out the room now with all his passengers one in his slipper only saved by the arch of his paw pressing onto the form gently only smelling that distinctive smell of feet as he sleeps.
Stepping out of his room finally and giving a wide stretch of his arms matt takes his first step, that blue furred fox the first victim as he watches as again a wall of sole comes crashing down, this time not being so lucky as he screams and instantly dying as he is crushed flat the sleepy gersky not even noticing slight resistance, the lone fur on the side stairs the only witness of the horrific scene as the fur is crushed flat forced to watch almost in slow motion silent is total shock as that foot takes another step then again raising over the next able to see the massive spot of red missed in with bone fragments and fur as it comes down for him, the only saving grace being that he is ending instantly as well. Stepping down to the living room and looking to his roommate sitting alone watching T.V surrounded by mess he gives a little cough "hello again Ed" he says quietly and moves into the room and takes a seat on his sofa he shuffles down into his seat, looking over to Ed who is looking at his already with a very wide smile unaware the reason being the tiny now pressed in firmly between the gersky's firm butt cheeks "I'm sorry for earlier Fox it's just, it's been a long day you kno?-" Ed only gives a little laugh "oh please its fine I think I would be pissed too. Want a drink?" before even waiting for a answer the fox is in the kitchen leaving matt to just watch whatever is on T.V
the passenger in the crotch of his boxers slowly awakens idly moving about the warmth keeping him sleepy slowly moving about his feet slipping into a nice warm sleeping bag wiggling his self deeper and deeper willingly the front of his body warming up yet getting slightly slick rubbing against something else much warmer soon dropping back to sleep with only his head poking out the sleeping bag, the very strong smell of musk going unknown to the tiny as matt struggles to keep still starching at his sheath as he feels his self getting hard the tip of his member just poking free of the sheath. Back in the kitchen the sneaky fox pulls out a micro placing it onto the table top and gets out two glasses filling them both with coke and a dash of vodka, on his way out taking the tiny and dropping it into one of the glasses and giving it a good shake as the unfortunate gasps as he is dropped into the cold liquid only to be dragged under the rough current as it is mixed about resurfacing just as the drink is handed to matt and lifted to that open maw. Matt taking the drink and tilting it slightly at first, his eyes shut lightly as he keeps gulping inside the glass the panic stricken little swims against the current but untimely loses his battle as he shoots past the open lips trying to grab for anything but failing as he is dragged down into the dark abyss. Watching on with pleasure the fox can only try to hide his throbbing boner as his plan works perfectly "I'm just going to take a leak, great drink by the way, had a real kick, could feel it all the way down" the last comment just to prefect for the fox to take as he rearranges his now tight boxers, looking about the floor to see already one or two little forms smashed into the floor. In the bathroom matt being a typical young lad just steps up to the toilet letting his boxers drop to the floor and taking his sheath in one had not even looking as he aims down and relaxes a torrent of warm smelling piss streaming from his bladder, the gust waking up the tiny is his sleeping bag as all of the sudden he drops lose and falls rapidly downwards unable to take in his surroundings before he crashes into a freezing cold lake panicking as he resurfaces loud splashing ringing into his ears as he looks at walls of white then upwards to his horror to notice the foxes roommate standing over head and pissing right at him. The stream moves a little and cascades directly onto the tiny speck in the bowl forcing him under once again. Giving a sigh of relief feeling much better matt hangs his hand over the flush before once again his bows contract and with a huff he spins his self around dropping onto the toilet seat with a little grunt. To the little fur inside the bowl horror he gets back to the top of the golden lake choking and gagging for air gasping watching that hand move into position ready to flush to send him into the unknown of the drainage system. Giving a slight sigh and shouting for help seeing that hand move back only to have all light blocked out as a wall of fur covers the top of the bowl a deep rumbling echoing from above. Inside the tight bowls of matt the victim of the hole now fully encased in the smelling warm firm log of crap behind him feeling slight warmth and a light grumble above before feeling pushing past his head knowing what's happening instantly gasping for fresh air again and screaming for any help, down in the water the only witness just able to make out the tiny head stuck to the bottom of the emerging log, swimming wildly in any direction to get out of the way, that encased body now dropping rapidly before without warning dropping quickly into the yellow tainted poor below with a grunt from the heavens the swimming fur catching a glancing blow of the log as it drops pulling him under for a second as the form trapped shoulder to toe struggles to get free before soon running out of air and dropping into unconsciousness the swimming fur being battered by a earth shattering fart as matt's legs part against only letting the small form get a good view of that yawning hole just in time to see the second log cascade onto his location lifting his arms up and dropping under the water as the log hits directly the second much softer and absorbing his entire upper body his legs kicking as he is "saved" from drowning every opening caked in the thick shit as he screams every word under the sun. Up above grabbing some toilet paper matt wipes clean his hole quickly before getting up and pulling his boxers back up turning around and giving a quick look down "had a shitty day too?" he just laughs at his own stupid joke at his self as he finally flushes the chain, unaware of the shitty day some are having as he heads back to the living room heading to the mess of a snacks table and getting a dip and some crisps as he flops down onto his chair and the tiny on it picking out a single crisp and getting a big dollop of dip "you know something Ed?" he says holding the ship just ahead of his nose the white furred tiny looking about for any help "what's that matt?" the fox asks with a big smile as one of the last furs is dealt with "I do like the leftovers at parties as much as the guests" he laughs and tosses the chip inside crunching at hit happily and with a gulp sending down the mess with a tiny fur trapped inside the chewed up mess.