Nanaya sat on the foreign couch, eyes staring at his own twiddling thumbs. The chubby, bright pink sheep was wearing nothing but a white wolfie T-shirt and a pair of black sweats. The apartment he was in was not his own, but belonged to his friend Feather. The magpie had come to him with an… unusual request. Feather had a boyfriend, Muddy, who, from what Nanaya had heard, was kind of attractive. However, the bird desired more of a… plump figure to snuggle up to, and what better way to fatten someone up than to feed them a prey? The sheepie was hesitant at first, especially since he’d never actually met Muddy, and he was still pretty nervous. But he’d made a promise to Feather, so he didn’t really have any choice but to go through with it. He just hoped Muddy was nice…
 
 
His thoughts were interrupted as Feather walked into the room, the similarly chubby magpie almost beaming. The bird had a big vore kink, and Nanaya knew that he would definitely get great enjoyment out of watching the ungulate get gobbled and gurgled. He felt he needed to ask some questions. “Uuuh, F-Feather?” He asked, his speech a bit more baa-accented than he’d anticipated.
 
 
“Yeah?”
 
 
“Y-Your boyfriend… what’s he like?”
 
 
Feather sat down next to him, wrapping his arm around the fluffy boy’s shoulder. “He’s a bit foulmouthed, a bit irritable, kind of a dork… and VERY hungry. He loves eating me… mostly at very inconvenient times.” Feather blushed.
 
 
“What is he, exactly?”
 
 
“...I was thinking that could be a surprise.” The bird grinned. Still, Nanaya was a bit… nervous about the whole thing. “Do I get reformed?” He asked, concerned. Feather was quick to reassure. “I told him not to keep you… buuuuuut, when you get out is up to us. I have to grab something from the kitchen, hopefully you’re still here when I get back!” Feather got up and left before Nanaya could ask him any more questions, still leaving him a bit on edge. If anything, he just hoped that he got reformed before the end of the year. His thoughts were rudely interrupted by the sound of a door swinging open and a high-pitched, slightly effeminate voice from the bedroom. “Well… you’re the mutton chop Feather told me all about?”
 
 
Nanaya wanted to respond by saying “Yes”, but instead, his jaw hung agape and he softly bleated. Standing in the bedroom doorway was Muddy. He was a short guy, but still several inches taller than the diminutive sheep. The tan-furred bunny was somewhat thin, save for his thick thighs, plush rump and a small, round potbelly. However, what really caught the sheep’s eyes was his outfit. He was dressed in only a pair of tight black sweatpants, a fluffy gray wolf tail sticking out the back, a pair of fake wolf ears of a matching color on his head. Nanaya could barely hide his blush, and unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, Muddy noticed it. “What… scared of wolves?” He teased, walking closer, his gut swaying slightly.
 
 
“M-Meeeeehh?” Nanaya responded, unable to form words. Muddy just smiled, edging closer to the shorter boy, eying up his fat little wooly body. Already, drool was leaking from the corners of his lips as he thought of his impending dinner. “Well, aren’t you unlucky, because I’m the Big Bad Wolf, and a little birdie told me you’re the tastiest sheepie in the land.” said sheepie baaed in response, trying to cover his blushing face. “Come on, sheep…” the “wolf” said. “Surrender to your fate. Become a part of someone better. Someone bigger. Someone… badder.”
 
 
“B-Baaaa!!!”
 
 
“Is that a baa in agreement? Cool. Let’s get you settled, then…”
 
 
If Nanaya were in a cartoon, his eyes would be shaped like bright red hearts as he saw the rabbit’s mouth open, revealing some decidedly un-wolflike incisors and a slimy tongue, and then…
 
 
AAUUMMFF!!
 
 
GLRRK!!
 
 
With his first big swallow, Muddy forced Nanaya’s head down into his tight, warm, slimy throat. With another heavy gulp, the sheep’s shoulders went down, and Muddy’s tongue poked under his shirt collar, trying to get a good taste of all that wool. Surprisingly… he quite enjoyed it. The pink sheepie looked like cotton candy, and he tasted just like cotton candy. His wool even had the same texture as cotton candy! Moaning a bit, he took hold of Nanaya’s sides and gripped them tightly.
 
 
ULLLPP!!
 
 
With another swallow, the sheep went further down, winding up chest-deep in a hungry wolf-bunny’s maw. Muddy continued to probe at him, desperately wanting more of his sweetness. Gulping down the sheep’s stomach, the rabbit soon reached a conundrum: the rump. It was thick and juicy, a nice chew toy if he so desired, but Muddy was having some serious difficulty with it. He horked and choked multiple times, failing to force the wooly ass down, the hooved legs flailing in the air, trying to wedge their way down. “Fuck… Feather’s ass never gives me this much trouble, and it’s twice as big as yours!” Muddy thought, still struggling to force the sheep down with his hands and clear his mouth.
 
 
He was still stuck when Feather came back, the magpie taking one look at the comical scene and blushing. “Here, let me help…” he smiled, planting his own feathered hands on the ungulate’s rump, provoking a flustered baaa from deeper down inside Muddy. With a good shove…
 
 
ULLLLKKK!!!
 
 
Feather was able to push the difficult cheeks in, allowing Muddy to finally continue his meal. The bunny lifted his head and slurped the sheep’s kicking legs down like noodles. He licked over the hooves a fair amount, just to tease, then gulped down the lubricated sheep for good, putting him at rest in the wolf-rabbit’s swollen stomach. Huffing, Muddy collapsed onto the couch, feeling over the bulges in his middle. “Woof… never thought mutton would be so filling-uuUUUAAAAARRRRPPP!!! Huff… Man, It’s been so fucking long since I had a burp that didn’t eject a few magpie feathers.”
 
 
“Awww stop, you’re gonna make me jealous, babe.”
 
 
His bird boyfriend sat next to him, admiring his belly. Nanaya wasn’t as large as Feather was, he wasn’t even as large as Muddy was, so he made for a cute little squirming lump in the bun’s tummy. The shapes, although tight, were difficult to discern other than being from an anthro, the only real signs of a sheep inside being the hooves and the herbivorous snout. Feather could also spot a faint red on the bulge made by Nanaya’s face. He snuggled in closer, pressing the side of his face against his boyfriend’s stomach, hearing a symphony of growling and gurgling and feeling every little wriggle his prey made. “So, Nanaya… how does it feel to be in the belly of the big bad wolf?” He asked teasingly.
 
 
“B-Baaaaaa!!! Meeeeeeeehhhh!!!”
 
 
The magpie removed his face from the squirmy stomach and faced Muddy. “He’s not very good at forming words when he’s aroused.” Feather explained, to which Muddy chuckled. “Heh, kind of like when I eat you.” the birdie blushed, flustered. “N-No it isn’t.”
 
 
“Sure it is. Remember I covered you in maple syrup and ate you for breakfast last week and you would not stop squawking?”
 
 
“T-That was different!”
 
 
“Sure it was, babe…”
 
 
The pair bickered, going back and forth with various teases and denials. The whole time, however, Feather kept his hands on his lover’s stomach, enjoying the feeling of the blushing, baaing sheepie melting into gutslush…
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“Hmmm… Y’know, I doubted you, but I guess you were right about him.”
 
 
“Why wouldn’t I be, babe?”
 
 
Feather held Muddy’s newfound love handles from behind as the rabbit, now free of his wolf costume, looked down upon his new figure. Most meals made him fat, but Nanaya had made him… soft. The sheep had distributed pretty evenly across him: a sagging belly, a muffin top, plump thighs, and a round, wobbling ass. He hadn’t been much of a cake person before he met Feather, but he had to admit, the pleasure of a fat, jiggly rear was growing on him.
 
 
“I can still feel him in there…” Muddy said, grinning smugly. “Sheepie’s soul went straight to my ass.” Feather stepped back a bit, looking over his bf’s backside with poorly hidden lust. This had gone just as planned…
 
 
“How long are you planning on keeping him?”
 
 
“Hmm? Oh… I think he can handle a month as buttfat, don’t you?” the bunny asked, a flirtatious tone to his voice, as if he knew how the sheep would react. “Not like he’s got anywhere to be.” Feather giddily grinned giving the rabbit’s ass a good smack, causing it to wobble heavily. He wouldn’t usually do this without Muddy’s permission, but he seemed satiated right now, so he assumed it was safe enough. “Wow… some jiggle on you.” He remarked, his nose feeling like it was… bleeding, for some reason, like he was a horny anime character.
 
 
“Ooh, I can kind of hear your sheepie baaing in the back of my mind.” The bun offhandedly said, before an abrupt GUOOOORRRRGGGLL significantly changed the mood, causing Feather to blush, wiping his nose as he stepped back. “Hey Feather… don’t you have another friend? A nice fat bluebird?”
 
 
“Yeah, but uh… I don’t think he’d volunteer to be eaten.”
 
 
“Why not lie to him? Say you’ve got a rabbit boyfriend interested in a threesome or something…”
 
 
Feather was hesitant at first, until Muddy gave his cotton-tailed rear a shake and whispered “Don’t you want to see just how thicc I can get?” The magpie said no more. He grabbed a tissue to plug up his bleeding nostril, then grabbed his phone and dialed a number.