Art by Skellertom on FA. Jeremiah the coyote belongs to them.
Story by yours truly. Length: 1340 words.




After the unexpected and rather unsettling encounter with the intimidating latex creature Exedys, Jeremiah might be quite relieved to realize that he’s still alive – and still himself. No disturbing changes to speak, either. He still has all his head, nothing missing, no dark murmurs and whispers… Even his equipment is with him, back near the flowing stream where he was about to set up camp. The sun’s position in the sky doesn’t lie, however, hours have passed since he was absorbed into the creature’s black body.

“Sheesh… What was that all about?” he wonders aloud, scratching his head. “I didn’t eat no mushroom, right?”

He shakes off the strange feeling that this might all have been a very bad dream, and gets to work placing his tent down. He’s not even done placing the pegs down that he notices a soft buzzing in the distance… Like a really, really big bug coming towards him. He knows the place is famous for the giant bee honey produced at the Reynart manor, but he’s never been there yet, and certainly has no idea how “giant” these bees can get, so he’s a little apprehensive, almost nervous… After a tense waiting game, he finally notices the bee in question – it’s large, alright, but it’s also an anthro, very flyy and wearing a leather jacket with an aviator hat, flight goggles, and dark stockings matching her gloves. She’s well-endowed as well, showing off her large breasts beneath her leotard looking shirt. Jerry sighs, scared for nothing, but rather happy at the hopefully friendly sight.

“You scared me, ma’am,” he says, after a sigh, to get her attention.
“Oh, hi!” she says with excitement. “Turns out there’s really someone here!”
“Huh? What do you mean?” he answers, puzzled. “Someone snitched on me?”
“Oh, I wouldn’t say snitching…” she answers. “Just that Exedys mentioned someone in need of rescuing, but you seem to being doing pretty well, all things considered. Mister..?”
“Jeremiah…” he answers. “Who is this Exedys?”
“Tall? Black? Bat? Very gooey?” she answers, before fondling her breasts teasingly. “Very busty?”

Jerry’s too flustered to answer, the frivolous bee already playing with his emotions moments after meeting him… The description checks out, from what little he saw from what devoured him prior… This wasn’t a dream, then. It really happened.

“Goodness me…” he says, before sitting down. “I thought she’d have me six feet under, but… I guess not?”
“What, that girl?” she answers before approaching to comfort him. “She scared you, right? Don’t worry. She wouldn’t hurt you. Or hurt anyone, really. She just has a habit of scaring people.”
“Well it sure as heck worked on me!” he answers with a cracked smile. “It’s like that snake all over again. I swear, this place gives me the heebie-jeebies, but I just keep coming back.”
“Hey, you’re fine. I would advise against camping here, though… Name’s Sally, by the way.”
“Why not? You guys also got skinwalkers, or something?” he answers while trying his hardest not to stare at her cleavage. “Also… Nice to meet you, Sally.”
“Oh dear. You really didn’t read the brochure?” she answers with a laugh. “There’s monsters at night in these woods. They find naughty little travelers like you and steal their soul when they least expect it.”
“Hey, I ain’t that much of a country boy!” he answers. “Man-eating snakes and gooey bats? Sure. But soul-stealing monsters, really? I ain’t falling for that.”

Sally laughs out loud before she falls lays on her back, her massive abdomen between her legs… She starts to rub it pensively, not sure how to convince him. Maybe she wouldn’t have to, however, because the coyote’s curiosity would be getting the best of him.

“Hey, so, you’re a bee, right? The fluff gives it away…” he says with a soft blush.
“You bet. Not from here, but yes, I am a big old bee,” she answers before turning to meet his gaze. “Why? You want to know how honey’s made?”
“Erm… I mean… S-sure… Why not…” he answers with a loud gulp.
“You’re in luck!” she answers with a big smile. “I’m actually an expert in the field. The Queen’s finest, actually! Her words, not mine.”
“Woah! You serve a queen?” he answers, impressed. “Awesome sauce! I mean – of course you do, you’re a bee!”
“Sure am, boy. Alright then! Nothing beats hands-on experience!”

They’re sitting next to each other, making it very easy for Sally to roll on the side to find herself on top of a surprised Jerry, now pinned down by the big breasted lady looking down at him with deep black eyes and a teasing grin.

“Oh… Golly…” he says, turning redder by the second, squirming weakly, but failing to escape. “That is not what I was expecting. Not one bit.”
“We’re only getting started!” she answers before laying down her abdomen to pin him further. “See, there aren’t flower big enough for my people, in case you haven’t noticed.”
“I… Err… I noticed something else, alright,” he answers before Sally muffles him, laying on top of him, shoving his head down her cleavage.
“So instead of flowers… We just have to find bigger things to eat!” she answers, letting his head stew in there for a minute or so.

Jerry probably didn’t hear that last sentence, too preoccupied with big bee booba hugging his face… Sally gets up, but the coyote is too busy with catching his breath to even realize that her large abdomen is now looming over him… She doesn’t have a stinger, but in its place is a hole that spreads wide open, large enough to fit his entire head. He notices it at the last second and tries to roll to the side to escape the hungry bee girl, only managing to get himself on his belly instead.

“It’s a bit too late for that!” Sally answers before stepping on his back to prevent further escapes. “Really, though. How did you NOT see this coming, honey?”
“H-hey! It’s not my fault everyone here’s trying to eat me!” he answers, out of breath. “At this rate I’ll be eaten by everything but the kitchen sink…”
“Hey, it’s okay! You should really take it as a compliment,” she says before removing her foot from his back. “And I still have your request to oblige, right?”

Jeremiah tries to get up, only to get shoved deep inside the bee girl’s hungry abdomen, face first. With a very loud shlorp, it claims his head and shoulders. He tries to squirm and fight even more, but the sweet, sweet insides plus his exhaustion quickly put an end to his struggles. Sally lays down, abdomen between her legs, enjoying the show… Turns out, that coyote had some really nice assets of his own too, that she was eager to have inside of her extra spacious bee guts. She slurps him up more and more, until eventually his entire upper body’s gone, leaving his juicy rear and meekly fighting legs.

“Thanks for the cake!” she says with a mischievous smile, watching Jerry’s ass being swallowed up, giving him a gentle little pat on the back, that he can feel through the abdomen’s walls. “I’ll show you how honey is made… That’s what you wanted, right?”

Jerry trembles inside as he has no choice but to curl up into the honey smelling, fleshy cavity… Surely she was joking, right? She wouldn’t use HIM to make honey… He gulps, frightened, unable to speak – not that she’d hear him in there, anyway. But he’s been devoured twice now, and every time, he’s been released safely – if a bit confused and shaken. Hopefully this lovely little lass wouldn’t be any different. Sally simply sits down, using her bulging bee guts as a bean bag, squeezing Jerry even more… He won’t admit it, but he’s actually starting to enjoy all the warmth and softness of this unusual holding space. It does not take him long before he begrudgingly calms down and starts enjoying the unique experience.

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