To Feed a Wolf

A fox walks up to the chubby wolf, giving his chubby belly a rub. "Looks like you could put on a few pounds wolfy." Getting up as he went off to the kitchen returning with a large cake and a few pizzas. "This should be good enough to start us off and just to make it a bit more fun..." Going up to you and putting a blindfold on over your eyes, opening your muzzle nice and wide as he tells you to. Feeling him push the first few slices of pizza into your awaiting muzzle, chomping and gulping down as the paw pulls out. "Well aren't you just the hungry one." Simply nodding your head in reply to the fox, opening up nice and wide once more.

This time craming more of the pizza into your greedy jaws stuffing half of it into your throat. Closing your muzzle around his arm as you gulp down the pizza and lick at his fur then letting go of the arm with a wet slurp, leaving his arm covered in your drool. "My, my you are hungry aren't you?" With one pizza box down he gets another and opens it up. Grabbing another half of the pizza as he rolls it up to stuff it in your muzzle. Feeling the hot delicious treat inside your muzzle, your hunger seems to never end, the fox barely able to pull his arm out in time as you chomp down and gulp. Once he finishes stuffing the rest of the pizza's he had into your muzzle you feel the fox hug and rub your gurgling gut as it growled for more food.

"Such a good fat wolfy, I think you've earned some desert before we continue." Letting out a small wuff and open that muzzle, feeling that paw push inside as it was holding some cake that he had scooped up with it. Closing your mouth around the paw, licking and slurping over it getting every inch of the paw that you can, not wanting to waste one bit of the frosting on it. Once you finally release the paw the fox grabs two big pawfuls of the cake as he stuffs it into your muzzle, making sure to pull out quickly before you could suck on his paws for who knows how long.

Stuffing your muzzle as much as he can with the cake as you gulped it down until there was only a few drops of cake left on the dish it was in. Grinning wide as he watched you lick around your muzzle getting any stray bits of frosting that got in the fur around it. "Now wait here my fat wolf, I'm going to go and get you some more." Hearing him walk out of the room while you rubbed your slightly larger gut as it gurgled and growl working on the food currently inside while still feeling hungry.

Ears perking back up, hearing him walk back inside and what sounded like a cart full of food. "Now what to feed you first..." Opening your muzzle nice in wide, wagging your tail in anticipation for what was to come. The fox brought a large container full of chocolate and maple donuts next to you, sitting atop of your lap. Grabbing one donut after the other, stuffing that muzzle full of donuts before telling you, you could chew and gulp. While you worked one the first batch of donuts in your mouth you could feel the fox rubbing up against your gut with his body while one of his paws rubbed your throat to feel the food go down it and into your growing belly. The second you gulped down the last of what you had in your muzzle the fox seemed quite prepared for you as the second you opened your muzzle you felt those paws force their way inside with pawfuls of donuts.

This continued until the large container was completely empty and your belly had to of at least grown four inches in circumference. "Probably could use a drink at this point I think." You feel a hose enter your mouth as the fox starts to pour what must of been a five gallon container of soda into a hose and straight down your throat. Your belly swelling as you were forced to swallow every drop of the soda. Once the soda was gone he went to remove the hose from your mouth and was met with a loud burp in his face smelling like a mixture of a bunch of different foods. The fox simply smiled as you blushed then rubbed between your ears giving you a kiss.

The fox lifted a container of cookies next, the container filled with quite the assortment with chocolate chip, peanut butter, sugar, snickerdoodles and many more. Feeling confident enough in your ability to take in a lot of cookies at once the fox had you tilt your head back, slowly pouring the container of cookies into your awaiting muzzle, knowing we'd drop quite a few but they'll be eaten rather soon with what the fox had planned. The fox rather happy with himself as he watched that greedy wolf gulp down every cookie that landed in his muzzle. Once the container was empty even of the crumbs that he had made sure to pour down into your mouth he went and grabbed one of the two tubs of ice cream we had. Instead of feeding it to you himself he gave you the five gallon container of ice cream and told you to have fun while he prepared your final meal. While you dived you muzzle into the ice cream the fox picked up the cookies that had dropped and made his way to the kitchen.

Upon returning from the kitchen the fox smiled at how large he had made you. You hear something get placed onto the tray in front of you, hearing the fox tell you to chow down and to only use your muzzle and swallow. You obey the fox, bringing your nose close to it smelling cookie dough ice cream, plenty of the cookies from earlier, chocolate and caramel. Licking your lips as you open wide and take whatever the large pile of sweets into your muzzle feeling a hard shape beneath the ice cream and toppings. You wonder what it was but didn't want to disappoint the fox by chewing down on or grabbing it, simply using only your muzzle like you were told. It wasn't until you felt something odd that you realized the fox was having you eat him as the fox started to wiggle himself deeper into your throat. Wanting to pull him out as you didn't want to eat him but at the same time your stomach was so hungry and he was already half way in. Your stomach ended up winning as you gulped down once more feeling the fox's hips slide down into your throat.

Making short work of his legs as they were much easier to swallow especially with the slick, sweet stuff the fox had coated himself in. When only the foot paws and tails remained outside your muzzle, you removed the blindfold and it definitely was the fox you were gulping down as you looked at his cute foot paws with the deserts dripping off of the fur on them as well as his tail. Gulping down the remainder of the fox, you let out a sigh of relief that you were able to swallow down something so big. "Damn fox," you mumbled to yourself once he was fully inside your overly large belly. Hearing something very muffled probably the fox saying something about how he got his way or sorry couldn't resist. Laying back as you felt too fat to move, rubbing over your very round gut as the fox had a bunch of partially digested and chewed up food around his body inside.