Part 3 of a trade done by the wonderful large-rarge

(Descriptions are rewrites of the ones Large-Rarge wrote.)


Kip walked home to settle down with her fox meal inside her. On the way, a thought came to her, and she got an idea. Picking up her pace, the chicken predator rushed home, and quickly downed a special blue pill. The pill plopped down inside, Chris barely payed it any mind, he was struggling to stay conscious, keep himself alive inside as long as he could. His clothes had digested by that point, his hoodie nothing but a few bits of sizzling fabric now, as her stomach kneaded him so tight and soaked him with juices. Chris wouldn't lie to himself, it did feel rather nice, despite the horrible fate he was about to endure. However, Soon he began to notice that the acids weren't tingling his skin anymore, and the stomach seemed to be a lot less wet. The pill Kip had swallowed was an anti-acid, extra strength, 6 hour non-digestion. Suddenly, Chris felt his phone buzz. He yelped, straight up forgetting he had it on him until it vibrated under his butt, in a pile of mushy fabrics that used to be his pants. He fished out the phone and took a peek, and much to his surprise, it was Kip! She sent him a very cute photo of herself, showing off her full fox-filled belly, as well as her plump chicken breasts. It had a caption on it that read: "Get settled, letting you out later. <3" The poor fox's face flushed red with blush, and he squirmed shyly inside the chicken. He wasn't really sure why any of this was happening, but he was very grateful that Kip had decided to spare him. He figured he'd be in there for a while, so he might as well get comfortable. He couldn't wait to see Kip again, and give her a proper thank you.

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