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Stuffed -Gift Story- by Xinnova

"I told you Terry, I don't need any of your tea. My sleeping problems are because of your snoring." Came a harsh snarky tone of a woman in the bathroom of the spacious hotel room.

"Honey, listen, if you drink the tea it'll help relax you and~"

"One more word about tea and I swear I'm going to come in there..." She cut off the man's voice in the other room.

"...Or you will devour me alive, kicking and screaming. Yeah, yeah." Terry chuckled teasingly, knowing well she always threatened him the same way each time he mentioned herbal tea's.

She gave off a soft growl from within the shower, knowing that he didn't realize just what temptations he was tossing at her with those remarks. The white and red furred creature stood within the shower, allowing the water to drain down over her lovely generous curves. Purples eyes closed such, relaxing a bit, her hands washing over the curved horns just behind her ears. Her mind continued to drift about the days events, being at the convention was increasingly fun but at the same time it tired her out.

Anthrocon, the biggest furry convention and the most vibrant allowed her to do her thing in the artist den, giving her the honor of meeting interesting people. Yet, at the end of the day all she wanted to do was relax and sleep. Terry was a sweet guy, such a pure heart, he was always there to care for her every need even if it sometimes seemed over zealous. Tonight, she so badly wanted to sleep and for the past couple of nights at the con she had done everything but that.

What kept her from becoming violent was the fact that Terry wasn't doing it on purpose. He had a sinus problem perhaps or just big nostrils, which made him snore rather loudly when he went into a deep sleep. She was on edge, teeth gritting together at the thought of his snoring while they cuddled at night. His nose right by her ears, constantly drowning out all thoughts with the loud vibrations of his deep breathing...

Something was going to give, it wasn't going to be Terry...

"Booshie Boo, listen, I'm sorry hun. If you would like I could always sleep out in the hall on one of the couches outside." Terry explained, hand turning the handle to the bathroom as he slipped inside.

She had wrapped herself in a towel by the time he came in, purple hues just glaring at him, they seemed so drained. The liger wore a simple pair of grey jeans and a blue t-shirt, having the appearance of a lion man with the stripes of a tiger. His thick brown mane was roughed up looking but still carried about a handsome build on his strong face. He moved closer to her barely covered form, a hand caressed her cheek before slipping under her chin to raise it. Their lips met gently, the liger showing her a bit of love that she seemed to need.

Not pressing too firmly, just allowing their soft lips to meet and to show that he did indeed still care for her. This eased the woman's violent instinct to destroy everything around her, wanting instead just to be held by him. It was his way of always easing her down when her instincts rose up, his way of showing he was perfect for her... That he completed her. Her hands worked a robe over her body, just before arms wrapped around his neck to snug him tight against her.

"You know I would never do such a thing to you, Sleeping out in the hallway and allow you to sneak off to spend time with other gals?" She teased with a gentle laugh.

"I doubt I could ever find woman with a booty like this~" He retorted with a soft grip of her rear.

"And a wild side that always keeps me on edge, making me feel so alive. That thrill that I know you could become that wild animal again really drives me to prove I am all for you." He continued his sweet charms, reminding her of just why she fell in love with him in the first place.

For him, it was the one thing that kept him from the monsters wrath...

Tonight would be different, tonight would be the night that crossed the line.

While the two slept, the liger would cuddle up with Booshie, showing her such tenderness. Licking over her ears, purring and just holding her close which she truly enjoyed and then it started. Just as she would begin to close her eyes for the night, his snored echoed around the room right into her ear. Eye's turning a bit bloodshot in irritation, she tried to just get used to it and tone out the noise.

After a few hours, the loss of sleep started to take its toll on her body and mind. She began to pass out, regardless of the noise and finally started to drift off to a dream state. Then she felt the cold chill sweep over her body! Sending strong shivers over her whole body, opening her eyes in shock, her nude form was now without covers. Terry had even moved away to turn in his sleep, their bodies no longer sharing warmth and she was forced awake.

This was the last straw, she couldn't take another day of playing a zombie and the only way she could do that was to deal with the problem herself. Terry had to go, he had to leave, she turned over to place a hand on him to wake him; she remembered his teasing her before. Making a joke of the beast that lived inside of her, no, she wouldn't allow him to sleep outside. Tongue running slowly over those drool covered lips, she had a more devious idea in mind for the cute, delicious liger. It would take a bit of planning, enough to keep him asleep while she moved around the room.

First step, she moved to the door to put out the 'Do not disturb' sign around the knob. Second, she had to make sure he wouldn't wake up in the middle of her plans for him. She didn't have the energy to cop a pillow over his face, instead, she merely watched him as those eyes glared down at him. She knew well that he would sleep like a rock through a hurricane, for her that made this so much easier.

Moving down under the covers, she would start at those strong foot paws of his. Working gently over him was key, if he woke too soon he would break free and she would feel bad for forcing him to sleep outside in the hall. She wanted to share the bed with him, but, she had so much she needed to be ready for in the morning. The strong willed female wasn't going to spend another day like she was half dead, she needed the energy to do her job and keep people from seeing her rougher side.

He had seen this side of her before, many times in fact, always was he on the opposite side of her ravenous hunger. This time, he would be the one taking a soft trip down into the spacious room of her great stomach. Pierced green tongue would roll softly over the toes and pads of those feet, she would begin to take both of them between her lips without any second thoughts. Grateful that he too was almost nude, those clothes would have really caused her a bit of trouble (and would have locked away such flavor).

She could taste the clean soles as they brushed past her tongue, slipping down paste those metal barbells that pierced her tongue. Working them into her moist, pulsating throat before she felt them begin to wiggle... she paused, lowering her breathing as he stirred.

"Mmm Booshie, not tonight dear.. You can lick my feet tomorrow, I promise." He muttered out causing her to roll those purple eyes. She had no desire to stop at his feet, once she heard his thunderous snores she continued forward.

Her hunger began to pick up, tongue rolling over those calf muscles and taking in his strong build. The liger was no push over by any means, certainly able to resist her own cravings when needed, but not tonight as he would find himself waking to quite a surprise. Chuckling at her own dark thoughts, tail beginning to wag behind her, feeling his feet now causing quite a rolling lump down her throat. The white furred woman couldn't help but enjoy a clean, freshly dried meal that didn't reek of odor or the taste of dirt and grime.

Booshie could hardly believe she was able to coax her lover's body in such a way, sleeping so soundly she worked further over his legs. Slipping under the covers, shifting just enough so that she would take his spot in the bed once done. He constantly stirred in his sleep, always giving off a soft comment just before passing back out. Terry had no idea that Booshie had made him the target of her hunger, she didn't know that her hunger was even taking hold. After all, she wanted to just rid herself of the noise for just one night of good, pleasant rest. Ears began to perk up, hearing the rumbling from down below and choosing to just ignore it for now.

If she stopped for any amount of time, the risks would grow and he would no doubt become upset. His legs bent slightly at the knees as her teeth grazed over his thighs, being extremely careful not to bite down even though her more wild side wanted so badly to do so. Hands slipping up to gently rub over his belly, sides and just anywhere she could to make him happy and keep him from waking.

Soft gulps, wet tongue and firm lips worked in combination to consume this liger while he laid in bed. His snoring never ceasing, never once did it seem to ever clear up even as he would stir to speak and pass back out. Truly, her dear Terry was one in a million as far as clueless prey go. Booshie just hoped that he would understand, that he wouldn't hold this against her, she really did love him and he knew of her great hunger. He knew the risks of being with someone like her, the risks of becoming food for her body.

She couldn't bring herself to think of digestion, grumbling around that groin of his; she couldn't kill her love like that. All she needed was a few hours of solid sleep, she would release him afterwards and things would be fine. Her mind shifted as she found herself lifting him up with just her jaws, moving her hands to support his weight while not shifting him too quickly. Any sudden movement and he would no doubt wake. As the ligers more sensitive balls and sheathe slipped inside, her body tensed, working extra hard not to bring the feline any sensations.

To her surprise, shock and slight relief she had noticed how he sported a full on erection from all that was happening to him. Oh, what dreams he must have been enduring right now. The feeling of his lover consuming him for the first and last time, perhaps some monster had claimed him and now was making food of his body. Either way, she knew his secret was lost the moment she heard him speaking in his sleep.

"P-please, big guy... Don't eat me.." He slurred out in his stupor.

Rolling her eyes, she wanted to bite down and speak up about it being a sexy female that was his undoing. Letting her pride slip by, she knew this was more important. His feet and legs would soon press into that wet, fleshy chamber of her stomach where they would begin to curl up further. He continued to wiggle them, soft leg trembles as if he was a dog having a bad dream. Adoring how cute he must look, her tongue laid out over his lower back while giving a hefty wet swallow. His lower half now completely inside of her, his strong stomach easily following while her hands worked to grip his wrists.

At this point, he attempted to turn over in his sleep and found himself unable to move. Trying to move his hands only met with the warm, moist and cramped feeling as if they were sealed inside a pouch. Immediately his mind became restless, stirring awake with a loud roarish yawn before smacking his lips together. Then, they went wide, when he tried to move he couldn't and now it became apparent that the lumpy body under the covers wasn't his own. Glancing to his side to make sure his love was okay and not seeing her meant only one thing. Grumbling out, he closed his eyes and laid back as if he was still sleeping.

Eye's to the ceiling, he knew it was her, he knew that she was the only one near that could easily devour him whole. Yet, he never expected her to turn on him so and take him inside of her body like this without even giving him a chance to speak up. Terry didn't wish to disturb her triumphant hunt, she caught him off guard and now he would be hers. His arms pinned against his side kept him still as those jaws gave a soft pop to take in what was left of him. Once she was further up his chest and that beautiful white snout shot out from under the blankets he was there, staring down at her as best he could.

"Booshie Boo, I just want you to know..." He spoke in a soft whisper, eyes gazing into her own with a look of acceptance.

"...I accept being your meat, if you think that this is what I should be. Then I shall be closer to your heart and a part of you forever." Terry continued, his face showing no fear at all. From the time she took from his belly to his chest he had plenty of time to think on it.

{You silly man..} She thought, tail tip blade pressing to his lips like a finger to silence him.

She returned his gaze with an attitude filled roll of her eyes to show she thought his words were rather idiotic. True, she wanted to digest him... she wanted BADLY to do it. His flavor, his body and everything he was just screamed like the most exotic meal she could ever enjoy. Something far more powerful drove her past that hunger; her love for him.

As his shoulders would disappear into her ravenous, drooling maw she took little time in allowing him the chance to speak further. Finger pressed to his nose, body rolling over as that great bulge of a belly expanded far beyond what it normally would. She sealed his fate by giving him one last, powerful swallow which sent his head down to join the rest of his body. Curling up in a fetal position, things seeming to hit him all at once as his body started to thrash quite wildly. Both her hands now dug into that belly fat and raked over the globe of belly that now contained her lover.

"Terry, calm your tits... I just needed sleep and your snoring wasn't going to keep me up. I didn't want you leaving my side for the night, yet, I needed sleep. So, this way you can be closer to me and I can sleep. No, I'm not going to digest you... God how I want to... " She bit her lower lip, resting back against a pillow before looking up at the wall with a wicked grin.

"I think maybe we should invite someone to our room tomorrow night, I'm having one of my cravings again." She continued with a tease, claws rolling over that belly as he calmed down. His snoring now causing a vibration around inside of her, causing her to moan out.

Curse this man! He found yet another way to keep me up!

~The End