This is a story where a friend of mine, named Maverick (AKA Mav) becomes food to my bf, Konta. My main OC, Jala (Not my FA profile OC) is mentioned but not present. I left the ending a little open-ended to let you use your imagination a little. Enjoy ^_^

Tonight is going to be a special night for Konta for one reason alone. That reason is that it’s date night, the one night every month, where he, and his mate, Jala, go out on a date. Right now, it’s time to prepare for the date coming as it’s only a few hours away. Knowing just who to call, Konta pulls out his cell phone and scrolls through his s until he finds the friend he’s looking for. This friend is a wolf, named Maverick (or Mav for short). Pressing the quick dial button, he then just sits and waits for his friend to pick up.

Maverick picks up his phone, saying “Hey Konta, how goes?” With a smile, Konta replies “Everything’s going well, I was wondering if you could come over to do me a quick favor.” “Sure,” Mav replies, “I’ll be right over.” “Great,” Konta says, “see you soon.” He then hangs up and waits. The wait isn’t long at all due to the two being next door neighbors. Because of that, it’s only about 5 minutes later that Maverick comes knocking. Readily, Konta opens the door and welcomes his friend in.

“So, what’cha need, friend?” Mav says as he smiles up to Konta from the doorstep. Konta says “well, come on in and you’ll see for yourself.” Taking the invitation, he walks inside as Konta closes the door. With the door closed, Konta comes in between it and Mav, licking his lips. He then says “now then, I have a date night with Jala tonight and I need to increase my sex appeal for him. I was thinking you’d do just nicely.” Confused and nervous, Maverick slowly begins to back away, saying “I-I assume whatever it is, it’s too late to back out now, isn’t it? You won’t hurt me, right? We are friends after all, r-right?” “Of course we’re friends, but yes, it’s too late to back out now, and for whether or not I’ll hurt you, you’ll find out soon, cutie,” Konta replies, licking his lips again.

Mav tries to make a mad dash in an attempt to escape but in a moment of clumsiness, he slips before he even gets to start running. “My my, you’re surely making this easy for me, aren’t you, Mav,” Konta says teasingly as he grabs the wolf by his ankles. “Now, you’re going to add to my hips rather nicely for Jala.” Konta comments, teasingly. Being too flustered for words, Mav just lets out a bunch of unintelligible sounds and tries to squirm out of Konta’s grip. But this is no use as he’s much stronger than Mav; his fate is sealed now. He continues to squirm as the husky predator lifts the his feet up to his mouth, giving them a nice lick before placing them into his warm, wet maw.

With one last ditch effort of resistance, Maverick lets his claws out and gets them jammed in between two of the floorboards. The idea is that this will anchor him down enough to get Konta to give up. However, this is of no use. Konta uses his superior strength to lift Mav up. Now Mav is in more a standing position in the husky’s maw as his descent begins. It’s like sinking into quicksand, but much warmer, wetter, and slimier. He begins to sink, his ankles becoming submerged in Konta’s throat, and then the beginnings of his shins. Realizing it’s probably useless to call for help, He just tries to squirm until Konta loses the ability to balance him. This is a difficult, and increasingly futile effort as the more he sinks, the more he’s anchored.

Once he’s in to his knees, he begrudgingly gives up on this, beginning to just whimper as he watches his body slowly disappearing down Konta’s throat. This doesn’t seem to be at all bothersome to Konta as he just continues to swallow. Having sunken lower than waist deep by now, Mav raises his arms in defeat, making the trip down easier as they won’t have to be crammed in. Soon, his sinking gets him past his shoulders, with his head cradled nicely in Konta’s maw, being caressed by the soft tongue within the fleshy walls.

With his arms up, this is now the easy part of the swallowing process as his head sinks down past the entrance of Konta’s throat, slowly being followed by his arms. Some of the lower segments of his legs have already sunken into the husky’s stomach as the rest of him is slowly sliding down his slimy, wet, and slippery esophagus. With his arms fully submerged inside, Konta snaps his maw shuts and starts to walk over onto his favorite armchair as his friend slips down in. Within a minute, Mav is fully engulfed in Konta’s stomach, swaddled by the fleshy walls.

Having just wolfed down the wold, Konta says “When I told you we’d see about whether or not you were gonna be alright, I was just teasing you. You’ll be fine.” A sigh washes over Mav, but then Konta continues. “I’m gonna turn you into some sentient butt fat. Gotta work on that sex appeal for my sweetheart.” Taking a moment to think about why he’s surprisingly not bothered by that, Mav replies with “If you had told me that in the first place, I wouldn’t have protested so much.” With a chuckle, Konta says “duly noted, but where’s the fun in that?” “True, true,” Mav says as the stomach acid begins to rise. He then continues “How long do you intent to keep me on your rear?” After thinking for a second, Konta responds, “for at least the length of the date, probably longer than that, permanently, maybe.” With that, Mav just rubs the walls around him and thinks to himself “I bet I’m gonna enjoy this. I probably won’t mind it being permanent if that’s the route he takes.”

Lying back, Mav just allows digestion to take place as it begins to break down his body. Thankfully, it’s the painless and less gruesome variant of digestion as all he feels is a little tingle. Mav watches as his furry outside starts to become a little goopy, even dripping a little into the acid. Unbothered, he just continues to relax as he allows his friend’s digestive system to do all the work. After a while, he just closes his eyes and just falls asleep, enjoying what may or may not be the last time he’ll have his own body. Because of how Konta is adding Mav to his body, there’s no part of the process where the meal of a wolf expires in there. About an hour es and his body is fully melted and sloshing around. Into the intestines the sludge goes and it fills out Konta’s rear. Still alive, his soul goes there with all the slop.

Now that he’s pudge on the husky’s posterior, a tiny tattoo of his face appears there on the butt fluff. For as long as Maverick is fat, riding along on his friend’s hips, the tattoo will remain. With the increase in rear size, Konta has just what he asked for. With that, the time comes and he has his date night with Jala. All goes well and the two have the time of their lives for the night. Now, you may be asking yourself, what happened to Mav after the date night? To that, the only way to figure that out is to find out yourself. Maybe you’ll have to go catch a look. But be careful, whatever his fate was could be yours too if you look too closely.