Giving and Getting
By Jag
Contains: Micro/macro vore, same size vore, oral vore m/m
All Characters (c) Their Owners



Jag whined as he struggled to put something into a rather small box, giving a few grumbles under his breath as things weren't going his way. After a few short moments the feline tossed the box onto a nearby table and growled loudly at the small orange object gripped in his paws.

"Would you settle down Chammy?!" demanded Jag as he looked over the miniscule tabby cat currently clinging to his paws.

"You make me big again and then I'll settle down," grumbled the tiny kitty. "I came over to open a present you had for me and have some snacks."

"You so misheard me! I said; "I wanted you to be someone's present so that you could be a snack." Why is it that everyone I talk to on the phone doesn't hear me correctly?"

Jag clutched the orange tabby tightly in his paw and headed into the kitchen. His eyes darted about the mess that had become of the kitchen. Steven had been put in charge of the kitchen while Wings ran to the store, but the rabbit was nowhere to be seen. Jag shrugged and moved toward the oven, not really caring where his rabbit roommate was. The jaguar glanced down into one of the smaller pots and saw a dark brown substance that had been melted earlier that day. Jag gave a rather wide grin to the shrunken tabby and then dangled him over the rather warm pot. The smell of mint and chocolate rose up from the melted substance, both felines knowing just what the alluring scent was.

"Erk, Jag what are you doing!" whined Chammy as he looked down into the pot. "What the heck is that stuff?"

Jag didn't answer the small feline, but instead dropped him into the chocolate paste. Chammy landed with a little splat and quickly began to try and escape from the pot. He got three steps away from his landing spot before a wave of chocolate was scooped up and onto him. Jag used a wooden spoon to stir the melted chocolate allowing it to stick to every portion of Chammy's body. The smaller feline kept trying to climb out of the pot, but Jag thwarted every attempt and watched as that orange fur was covered up by the brown chocolate. As soon as Jag was done toying around with Chammy he plucked the feline from the chocolate and held him by the scruff of his neck. Chammy growled and swatted at the huge feline muzzle that began to sniff over his body, taking in the various scents that wafted from his body.

"Jaaaaag! Get this stuff off of me!"

"I don't think so. You're the one that wanted to not hold still and go in your box."

"I'm still not going to let you put me in that box and give me to someone! I'll fight you every step of the way."

"This is why I dipped you in chocolate!"

Chammy paused in his struggling and stared at the feline, blinking several times at him, "Wait...what?!"

"When the chocolate hardens you're going to finally be good and stay still!"

The tabby meeped loudly and started to struggle as hard as he could, but as he did so felt the chocolate start to harden to his body. His legs were the first things to stop moving and Jag squished them together and straightened them out. This made Chammy look as if he'd stood perfectly still within the chocolate, which wasn't anywhere close to the truth. It didn't take long for Chammy's entire body to go still, his arms being forced to the sides of his body. His muzzle was kept shut by a layer of chocolate and the only thing the chocolate coated kitty could do was move his eyes and muffle out a few words to the larger jaguar. Jag gave the tabby a smooch and quickly grabbed the box he'd attempted to put Chammy into before. This time it was quite easy to box him up.

No sooner had Jag slipped the cover over the new treat than there was a very loud knock on his door. Setting the box down on the coffee table the feline pranced over to the front door and pulled it open. For a second Jag looked puzzled as there wasn't anyone in front of him. The sound of a throat being cleared caused Jag to look down a little, which let him spot the charmeleon standing there with a smile. The small, orange colored pokemon made a cute rawr like sound at the kitty before hugging him around the tummy. Jag gave a soft purr as he felt the charmeleon rub his face into his tummy and then itched down the back of his neck.

"Thanks for coming over on so little notice Charem," said Jag as he led the chubby pokemon into his house.

"No, thanks for inviting me over," replied Charem with a murr. "I've never been over to your house so I was excited to poke about and see what kind of place you lived in."

Jag gave his friend a quick tour of the bottom floor, which included going through the living room and kitchen and then down the hall to inspect his bedroom and the large downstairs bathroom. The tour ended as they got back to the living room and Charem plopped his butt on the couch. He admired the large tree tucked into one corner of the room and the brightly wrapped presents that were underneath. He wondered which one was his own and adjusted his collar as Jag sat down next to him. The jaguar leaned against the chubby pokemon and murred deeply at the warmth coming from the pokemon. With a sly smirk he propped his feet onto the coffee table and nudged the small box that he'd just set there.

"So that right there is your present."

Charem's eyes sparkled with joy and he dipped his paws down, snatching up the present and setting it down in his lap. He looked to Jag and leaned forward, dragging his tongue up and across the side of his face in a sign of affection. The feline chuckled and wiped the drool from his face and then motioned for the pokemon to open the box. Charem did just that and then stared down at the chocolate treat that had been hidden within the box. As if on cue his stomach gave a hungry growl.

"Just one piece of chocolate?" asked Charem as he sniffed over his present.

"That's all anyone really needs, hehe!"

Charem chuckled and knew it was the thought of the present that counted the most. While it may have been small it certainly looked tasty enough. Without hesitation Charem opened wide and chucked the piece of candy into his maw. His jaws then snapped shut and he began to suck. This allowed the chocolate holding Chammy in place to steadily melt. At first the shrunken feline didn't know what was going on. He'd assumed he'd be in the box for almost an entire day and decided to shut his eyes and get a quick nap in before anything else could happen to him. The next thing Chammy realized was that his form wasn't contained in the box any longer. Instead, he was subjected to a rather wet and pink sight. His mind raced to figure out what was going on, but stopped on one thought that he knew was the reality of the situation. Whoever Jag had intended to give him to had shown up and was currently sucking on his poor, trapped form.

A wet sounding glurk sounded out around Chammy and his eyes darted to the back of the maw. The gullet pulled the excess saliva from the mouth and sent it down to the one place Chammy didn't want to end up in. Twisting and turning his body the tabby cat tried to break the hold the slime covered chocolate had on him, but was continually unsuccessful. The heat of the maw surrounding him was doing a good job at melting the sweet candy, but all of the saliva seemed to do an even greater job at keeping it attached to Chammy's body.

Jag murred softly as he watched Charem enjoy his bite sized treat. Various sounds came from the charmeleon as he slopped and sucked on the candy, causing Jag to smile even more and rub at Charem's belly. The chubby gut gave another grumble as it beckoned for the chocolate. Charem opened wide and allowed Jag to peer into his slimy muzzle and get a whiff of his now sweet smelling breath. The jaguar leaned forward for a closer look, his eyes looking to Chammy as he barely began to kick his legs free. Charem shut his mouth in front of Jag's face and then tilted his head to the air. A small bulge started to form at the base of the charmeleon's neck, one that started to gently wiggle from side to side as he started to move downward.

Chammy finally started to get some movement back to his arms and legs, but let out a weak mewl as he felt the tongue lift him up against the roof of the maw. He sputtered several times as the chocolate melted from his muzzle all while a feeling of vertigo slipped over him. The tabby noticed that everything around him had shifted almost 90 degrees, his face pointing straight ahead at the dark, pulsating gullet. Chammy knew that the tunnel led straight into the stomach. If he didn't do something quick, he thought, he'd be encased in that tube shortly. Chammy then noticed that everything inside the mouth had tilted almost 90 degrees. Straight ahead of him was the dark, pulsing gullet. Chammy knew right where that tunnel went. If he didn't do something quick he'd soon be encased in someone's very hot and slimy gut.

Of course, Charem wasn't about to let whatever was in his mouth go. Giving a heavy and especially wet sounding gulp Charem sent Chammy on his way. The tabby squeezed into the open gullet of the charmeleon and began to move slowly downward. Muffled yelps came from Charem's throat, but were almost drowned out by the gulping noises currently coming from the same area. It didn't take long for the small Chammy to squeeze down the slimy tube and plop into the pokemon's stomach. As quick as he could the tiny kitty began to bang and rub around, hoping to upset the stomach and get whoever had eaten him to also throw him up. Charem opened his jaws and sighed rather happily as he felt his treat moving about his stomach.

"I'm assuming that wasn't a very normal piece of chocolate?" inquired Charem with a light giggle.

"Oh it was kind of normal," replied Jag with a grin. "I mean, it did start out as chocolate..."

"...And then became a rather wiggly piece of food..."

Jag nodded and looked proud at what he had done. Charem chuckled at the feline and started to massage over his stomach, eyeballing the very small bulges the tiny tabby was able to make on his chubby exterior. Jag pressed a paw against the warm stomach and began to rub. This made Charem groan softly and shut his eyes, his muzzle opening up slightly as he started to pant. Hot gusts of chocolate smelling breath wafted down at Jag's face, making the feline blush as his nose twitched. He stared for several seconds, checking out the slimy mouth before tracing his eyes down the charmeleon's neck. The feline soon stared right at the chubby gutted pokemon and gave the fleshy outside a firm squeeze. Charem almost immediately belched softly, spraying even more hot air at Jag. The two blushed as they looked at each other, but Charem was the first to react in some other way, a sly smirk crossing over his lips. Reaching forward the pokemon rubbed a paw underneath Jag's chin and began to open his mouth. The slick, wet flesh began to descend upon Jag's face, a heavier blush coming over the jaguar's cheeks as he did nothing more but stare at the flexing gullet in the back of that mouth.

Just as Charem was about to encase his jaws around Jag's face he paused. A loud knock on the door caused Jag to snap out of his trance and stare at Charem's parted mouth. A shudder ran through Jag's body at the thought of what was about to happen. Sliding off the couch Jag patted Charem on the head and motioned him toward the kitchen. The charmeleon wiggled off the couch and headed into the kitchen, figuring he could help with whatever food preparation was needed. At the same time the pokemon had a few devious thoughts which involved stuffing Jag down his gullet so he could be extra full.

While not aware of what Charem was thinking, Jag was aware that there was someone else outside of his home. There was a constant pounding on the front door, whoever out there getting impatient with having to stand in the cold. The feline soon grabbed the doorknob and swung the door open. He was then tackled and pressed against a nearby wall by a red anthro fox. The fox nuzzled at the feline's neck a few times and then gave him a quick smooch on the cheek. Jag blushed some and gave a low mewl at his friend and then tried to wriggle away from him. Being let go, Jag shut the front door and led the happy fox into the living room.

"Glad you could make it over Ty," said Jag as he moved over to his tree while the fox sat on the couch.

"Yeah, sorry about running late," replied Ty as he dusted a few flakes of snow from his shirt and pants. "I think I managed to hit every red light on the way here."

Jag chuckled as he pulled something off his tree and hid it behind his back as he turned to face the fox, "Oh, don't worry about that. Just wanted to make sure you got your present before we all sat down to dinner."

"Well you don't need to give me my present right now. I mean we can eat first if you'd prefer that."

"Nope! I'd prefer doing it now so that you're present can't complain for another hour."

Ty perked his ears at what Jag had just said, wondering what he'd meant by that. He got his answer seconds later when the feline presented him with a candy cane. It was a normal looking treat with one exception. Tied around the bottom of the cane was a struggling black and gray colored wolf. His blue eyes looked straight into Ty's amber ones and then to the tongue slurping slowly across those lips.

"Jag, you get me off this candy cane right now!" yelled the wolf as he turned his head and glared at the black-spotted feline.

"I already told you Solez I can't do that! Now be a good wuffie and go into Ty's mouth!"

With his arms bound behind him and his legs tied to the base of the cane Solez could do nothing more than weakly move about as Ty's mouth open in front of him. Of all the times to come over to Jag's house it had to be when he was wrapping presents. The two were having a good conversation about what they'd each gotten for other people. Things went south when the jaguar realized he'd forgotten to buy something for two of his guests. Of all the things Solez suggested he had to mention shrinking other people and giving them as gifts. Solez knew full well Jag was capable of such things and he thought it'd be funny to watch those gifts being given. The next thing Solez saw was Jag splashing him with some sort of liquid and the feline suddenly becoming huge. He'd tried to get away, but was unsuccessful at finding a spot in the living room that Jag couldn't get to. After he was caught Solez found himself tied to that candy cane, unable to move. He was then put on the feline's tree where he would spend the next hour yelling for help. When nobody came to his aid the tiny wolf went silent and just watched as Jag invited Chammy over and proceeded to shrink him. He then watched as the tiny tabby got devoured and half hoped Jag got what was coming to him from that charmeleon, but was dismayed by the knock on the door. Now it looked as if it was his turn to take the trip down someone's throat.

Solez groaned loudly as he was slid into Ty's hot mouth. The fox's lips sealed right above his head and a deep murr resonated around the wolf. Calling out for help Solez's pleas were muffled as Ty turned the candy cane in his mouth. The tiny wolf soon found himself pressed face first down against the tongue, the slimy appendage wrapping around his body and slurping lewdly about it. Ty murred louder as he sucked on the candy cane and wolf, getting a combination of the two flavors. That fox tongue kept slurping over Solez's front side, making the wolf groan in pleasure as he pressed his form down into the soft and very slick flesh. Before he could do anything though Solez found himself rotated again, his eyes now peering at the roof of Ty's muzzle.

Light then flooded the muzzle, allowing Solez to see just how slimy and pink the fox's mouth was. Several strands of drool hung over Solez like cobwebs, but soon broke and landed upon him. Twitching his nose at the heavy smell of peppermint the wolf's ears perked up as he heard a resounding gulp near his ears. Tilting his head backward Solez saw that his head was mere inches from the gaping gullet which pulled a wave of saliva down as the fox gulped hard once more. The gullet then shut tight, keeping everything out of it for several more seconds. Solez gave a low sigh of relief, but then started to bark inside the cavern as more of the candy cane was pressed into the muzzle. Ty felt something poke at his gullet and gave a soft murr of pleasure. The fox tried not to swallow as he bobbed his head gently over the candy cane, lubing it up with even more saliva which in turn made the sugary candy start to get smaller. Solez was the first to notice this as he began to struggle a little harder; hoping that he could break free of whatever it was that Jag used to tie him up with. A low snap came from behind Solez's back and he gave an excited bark as he freed his hands. The tiny wolf then tried his best to lean forward to undo his feet, but felt a jerking motion slam him back down on the candy cane.

Ty gave a playful growl to Jag as he tugged on the curved end of the candy cane. The fox's eyes locked onto the feline's paw after he shook his head a few times, trying to tug the candy back into his own possession. As the two fought over control of the candy cane the wolf trapped inside that mouth would just be tossed around. He wouldn't have really gone anywhere had he not freed his upper half, but now that he'd done so his body just jerked in the direction Ty moved his head. Solez kept trying to work himself free of the candy cane, but the sudden movements made it exceptionally hard to even sit up. Solez soon paused in his struggling as he felt the candy cane start to slide slowly out of the muzzle. He laid back and smiled as he thought he was being let go. Panic set back in when he felt his footpaws press against the fox's lips, his large body unable to fit through the tiny puckered hole Ty was making with his lips.

Jag slowly dragged the candy cane out of Ty's mouth, sans the attached wolf. Once the entire candy cane was freed Ty puffed his cheeks out and began to slosh the slimy wolf about his maw. Solez moved with ease, covered in peppermint smelling drool. The amount of saliva built up again in Ty's muzzle made it all the easier as well and it didn't take long for Solez to look like a drowned rat, his body matted with slime. Everything stopped moving, Solez coming to a stop with a splat on Ty's tongue. He started to hug it to himself, but felt it rise up and easily knock his body free. The tiny wolf rolled down the curved appendage and splattered head first into the tight gullet. The ring of flesh held Solez's neck like a collar and began to tug more of his small frame inward. A few soft barks echoed down the fox's throat as Solez began struggling to get his head free. As the wolf twisted his body and pressed his paws against the gullet Ty swallowed again. With a loud slurp Solez found himself waist deep in the hot tube that was another creature's esophagus.

Ty groaned as he felt the small wolf descend down the length of his throat. A short, wiggling bulge marked where Solez happened to be. Ty held back on swallowing and just allowed the struggling wolf to slide down on his own free will. The harder he jerked about within that throat, the faster he slid down it. As Solez got halfway down he realized what Ty was doing and just stopped moving, causing the fox to hack slightly into his paw. Jag smirked and reached a paw out and began to massage the limp bulge in the fox's neck. Every so often the jaguar gripped his paws on the bulge and rubbed hard, making Solez sink lower against his will. This made the wolf thrash about a little more in an attempt to push whatever was touching him from the outside away.

Ty snickered at the feeling of what the two of them were doing and slurped Jag's nose quickly before giving one last hard swallow. Solez shot the rest of the way down Ty's throat and came to a rest with a gentle thump. Solez let out a low groan and rubbed over his slime covered head while inspecting the huge fleshy cavern he was now in. The miniature wolf barked as loud as he could within the stomach and moved to the slick walls that seemed to be everywhere. He pushed and rubbed about, half wanting to find a way out while also knowing he wasn't about to escape. A thumping from the outside of the fox's belly slammed against Solez from the outside and sent him tumbling to the other side of the gut. On the outside, Jag patted hard over the chubby middle of the fox, making Ty squirm happily on the couch and kick a foot.

"Hehe, good foxie!"

Ty murrled at the words spoken to him and then eyed the candy cane that Jag dangled in front of him. The fox snapped it up with his teeth and began to chew hard, breaking the cane into smaller pieces. Ty gave each piece a brief once over with his tongue and then swallowed. It wasn't long until the rest of the candy cane had vanished into the fox's stomach, joining the already trapped wolf. Ty then took a deep breath and belched peppermint smelling air into Jag's face. The jaguar sniffed slightly and wrinkled his nose before going back to rubbing Ty's stomach.

"So when's dinner?" asked Ty softly.

"Oh it should be done in just a little while..."

Jag paused as his entire house shook. Ty perked his ears and started to look around for the noise, but didn't see anything in the immediate area. Jag just got up from his spot on the couch and grabbed one of Ty's paws and started to lead him to the kitchen. Once there Jag grabbed Charem by the tail and dragged both his guests out the back door. Both Ty and Charem were about to question what the feline was doing, but got their answer in the form of a nine foot tall dark gray dragon. The two stared up at the dragon and watched as it lowered its head toward them. The dragon sniffed at the fox and charmeleon several times and then slightly turned to look at Jag, giving him a smile of sorts.

"Ohhh, are these two my present?" asked the dragon as he examined the two of them again. "A little small don't you think, heh?"

"Not at all Highflyer! They may look small, but they taste so much bigger. I mean...if that makes any kind of sense, hehe!"

The gray dragon just chuckled at the feline's words and proceeded to open his mouth. A light blue tongue slipped from Highflyer's mouth and slurped over Ty's front. The chubby fox stood still after being licked, knowing full well what was probably going to happen to him and the pokemon that stood next to him. Charem also got a lick and began to slowly back away from the huge dragon, a nervous giggling coming from his mouth.

"Jag...what's he doing...?"

Highflyer grinned and just slurped the charmeleon once more. The long and slow lick knocked Charem onto his rump. The small pokemon then looked upward and saw that rather large maw moving quickly down toward him. Before he could do anything more than stand he was encased in the dragons mouth. Highflyer savored Charem's flavor and looked down at the fox, who just seemed to be blushing at him. Highflyer smiled down at his second snack and began to toy around with his first one. That blue tongue coiled around Charem's body and have him a huge squeeze. This made the small pokemon squirm about and kick at the maw around him. His tail swayed from side to side, the flame burning brightly but doing nothing in the way of harming the large dragon's mouth.

Highflyer soon let Charem, allowing the pokemon a few quick moments of struggling before he was flicked to the back of the maw. Before he could be swallowed up Charem pressed his footpaws to either side of the gullet and just stared at the flesh as it opened and closed with each hard swallow. The one thing he hadn't planned on was being food for something bigger than him. In fact, while in the kitchen Charem had planned on devouring Jag once dinner was finished. Now he was going to be dinner rather than have dinner.

Keeping himself out of the gullet Charem soon felt Highflyer's tongue prod at his back, trying to push him down into the pulsating tube of flesh. The pokemon held his position and shook his head to himself as he didn't want to make the journey downward. As Charem tried to push himself away from the throat he felt his tail get tugged down into the esophagus. He stared at the trapped appendage and reached to pull it free. As he did this Charem felt one of his paws slip and slip into that gullet as well. Highflyer felt this and swallowed as hard as he could. The small pokemon yelped as he was dragged all the way into that tight tube.

Ty stared at the bulge that Charem made within Highflyer's neck. The fox murred rather loudly and took several steps toward the dragon, who lowered his head down to Ty's body. Highflyer exhaled deeply over the smaller fox allowing for a gust of charmeleon scented air to waft over him. Ty shut his eyes and inhaled deeply and then slowly opened his eyes to see the dragon's open mouth. Without hesitation the fox stepped over Highflyer's teeth and leapt onto the blue tongue. Ty clung to the slick tentacle as Highflyer raised his head from the ground. It didn't take long for the dragon to taste over his next snack, this one more than happy to become food it would seem. Highflyer slurped about the fox's body as much as he could, slicking him up with the hot saliva filling his jaws.

The dragon soon tilted his head slightly and began slopping Ty from cheek to cheek, almost as if he were tasting a sip of wine. Jag just giggled as he watched the bulge move from one side to the other and then motioned with a finger to his rather large friend. Highflyer lowered his head back down to the ground and opened wide again. Inside the maw Jag saw Ty, who was covered in slime and blushing rather deeply. The two exchanged smiles before Jag leaned into Highflyer's mouth and gave the fox's head a gentle nudge with both his paws. This gave Ty enough momentum to slide toward where Charem had just gone moments beforehand. Ty didn't put up any resistance and just allowed the gullet to accept his footpaws and legs. Jag giggled and waved to Ty as he slowly slipped out of sight. As the jaguar moved away from Highflyer's mouth he could still hear the loud and very happy sounds Ty was making within the throat. One swallow later allowed Ty to shoot down the length of that tube and join Charem inside the dragon's belly.

"Ohhh, you were right," started the dragon as he looked down at his stomach. "Those guys were both so tasty!"

"See, I've got excellent taste in friends!"

Highflyer shook his head and chuckled, "Plus rather bad taste in puns..."

"What can I say...it comes with being me!"

"Well thanks for the quick snacks! I'll be getting out of your fur so that you can actually have a bite to eat."

"Alright, have fun doing dragon things during the rest of your Christmas!"

Highflyer nodded and then slowly backed up. With one small leap and a flap of his wings the dragon took off into the air and soared high in the sky, carrying with him two passengers.

"You're such a silly kitty," said Wings as he stood in the doorway, watching the dragon fly off.

"Yeah...I know," giggled Jag as he turned to Wings and approached him. "Is dinner done yet?"

"Yup, but you don't have a single guest enjoying it with you. Why give your friends as gifts anyway?"

"Cause that's the whole Christmas concept! You give to people you like and love and then get something in return!"

"And what did you get out of all of this?"

"The knowing that I made at least some of my friends happy and that I didn't have to go into any of them!"

Wings chuckled and rubbed Jag's head as he led him back into the house and toward the huge feast that awaited them.