It was a perfect, warm summer day, not too hot or not too cold thanks to a light gentle breeze carefully balanced by the sun overhead. Birds chirped in trees lining the city streets, dozens of cars bumbled across bumpy pavement, and Felix the fox hopped down his steps and off onto the sidewalk for his afternoon stroll to the bus.
 
Normally there would have been a heavy bag of books on his shoulders, or even a laptop under his arm, but today, there was nothing. There was no point in carrying these burdens to college with him. He never used them, and even if he did, they wouldn't be able stop him from sinking deeper and deeper into what seemed to be an already bottomless hole. Felix the fox didn't see a perfect, warm summer day; all he saw was one more step he could never take back.
 
You would never know it. Despite how he felt inside, the cross fox's blotted, brown-orange face still managed to hold a genuine smile, and there was an undeniable little skip in the way his paws met the pavement. His oversized t-shirt barely met the frames of his tooth-pick body and jiggled with his tail as he walked, and the fox quietly touched the collar under his shirt as he took a turn down another street. As silly as it sounded, his collar was one of the only things that kept him going. No matter how many stares and remarks he'd gotten in the past, the small plaid band and jingling tag never left Felix's neck.
 
The cross fox walked a few more blocks, and then turned to make a quick detour through his favorite park. He was just about to cross the street when he felt a warm, wet nose bump against the base of his tail, and Felix turned around to see a large german shepherd sitting right behind him.
 
His face lit up in joy. He had seen this dog around lately, and crouched down on his knees to begin scratching the sides of the animal's cheeks.
 
"Hey buddy! How are you?" Felix asked excitedly and gave him a few pats on his neck.
 
"Great!" the dog seemed to answer with his small, amber eyes and wide, happy tongue, and as Felix kept petting him he noticed a faded, well-gnawed tennis ball resting between his teeth.
 
"You wanna play fetch? Is that it?" the fox continued happily and laughed as the german shepherd dropped the ball at his paws and bowed his head. The dog's tail was wagging furiously behind him.
 
That answered that. Felix took the lovingly slimed ball into his fingers and glanced around him for somewhere to throw it. The street was too dangerous, and the semi-busy sidewalks still held a few pedestrians scuttling along to their destinations. His eyes finally landed on a long, nearby alleyway just a few steps away, and the dog started barking excitedly before trotting over to it.
 
"Okay, okay!" Felix stood up and followed the german shepherd over. The alley was surprisingly well-lit, and almost looked warm and safe if it wasn't for the scattered pieces of garbage and the occasional dumpster. This would have to do.
 
The dog barked again until the fox finally raised the tennis ball above his arms and threw it as hard as he could. It soared down the alleyway, the german shepherd right behind it, until it smashed against a dumpster and disappeared out of view. The dog followed suit without a second's hesitation.
 
Felix rubbed the spittle between his fingers and paused at the alley entrance. As fun as his new friend was, he still had a bus to catch, and he shuffled back and forth on his paws before finally turning to leave. The dog didn't understand; college was more important than a game of fetch.
 
The fox only managed to take a few steps before the familiar wet nose bumped the base of his tail. Immediately his ears swiveled up and he spun around with the same delighted grin, "Hey, you're back!"
 
With a bark, the german shepherd dropped the ball again, spun around, and bowed to wiggle his rear end.
 
Felix couldn't resist another try. He immediately scooped up the ball and hurled it down the alley, laughing as the dog darted after it. It hit the dumpster again and bounced out of view, and the fox was just about to leave once and for all when a long bark erupted from the alley.
 
The dog, his friend, was calling for him, and Felix didn't hesitate this time. With a wide, vulpine grin and tongue out of his mouth, the fox tore down the alley almost as fast as the dog.
 
He was greeted with yet another happy sight. Around the dumpster curve, the german shepherd sat with the tennis ball at the base of his paws and his tail rapidly thumping against the ground. He gave another loud bark as Felix approached, almost like a greeting, and the fox kneeled down next to him and scooped up the ball.
 
"You really like this thing, dontcha?" the fox said with a grin, and stroked the dog's fur with his free paw, "How about one more go, huh?" he moved the ball, causing the dog's entire being to follow it excitedly, "Would you like that?"
 
The dog barked happily and ran a few circles around Felix. The fox stood up, went to the dumpster corner and squinted down at the alley's far edge. The german shepherd began begging him to throw it, and without another second, Felix threw the ball back down the alley. It landed somewhere near the edge, and he watched the dog chase after it for a few more seconds before turning around the corner. As much as it disappointed him, everything had to come to an end.
 
But it came sooner than he thought. The alleyway dead-ended just a few short meters in front of Felix, and he stared up and around him in surprise. There went his exit; the only real way out now was past the dog, and Felix turned around in the very end of the alleyway and watched as the german shepherd trotted back up to him with the ball in his mouth.
 
"Hello again," he said with a smile and waved to the dog.
 
The animal immediately dropped the ball and gave another loud bark for Felix to toss it again, but the fox just looked away. He didn't have time, his professors weren't going to wait forever, and he tried to move by the dog.
 
He wouldn't have it any of it. As Felix tried to walk by, he jumped up, gave the fox a quick lick on his face and flopped his front paws over his shoulders to begin landing lick after lick directly across the muzzle.
 
"Whoa, whoa!" Felix broke out into a startled laugh and stumbled backwards on his paws to cause the dog to hop along with him, "Easy buddy, easy!"
 
But this dog didn't do easy. Instead, he kept making licks in this awkward dance with Felix until the fox finally lost his balance and fell down to the ground in the happiest way imaginable: with a tongue on his face and a body full of dog everywhere else.
 
"Hey!" he kept laughing and tried to keep his fur from being completely soaked, "Slow down there, okay?"
 
The dog gave another bark and a few more quick, vigorous strokes with his tongue before sitting up, tail swiping back and forth like a feather duster on the alley floor. Felix wiped the drool away from his eyes and sat up. The german shepherd's face was lit up in pure doggy joy, and the fox couldn't help himself from wrapping his arms around the dog's neck in a a sort of hug.
 
The dog licked the side of Felix's head and a little inside his ear, and the fox couldn't stop himself from smiling. He needed a friend more than ever right now, and he squeezed the dog tighter and twisted a few fingers through his thick brown fur. Felix wished he would never have to leave, but the voice, the nagging "conscience" in his head, demanded that he did or it would leave him stricken with an anxiety attack and a nauseated stomach.
 
There was no other choice...
 
"Hey..." Felix started and opened his eyes, "I'm really sorry buddy, but I gotta go now."
 
"What for?" the dog asked in a kind, warming voice that glided right into the fox's ear.
 
He sighed, "I have to catch the bus to get to college. I can't miss my classes."
 
"Missing one day won't hurt you," the dog replied in the same voice.
 
"Yeah, you're right," Felix spoke before pausing as he realized exactly who he was talking to. He sputtered slightly, "Wait. You can talk?!"
 
Felix let Will slip away so he was back in front of him, and the dog's tongue jiggled as he replied with a chuckle "Why yes, I can. Haven't you noticed before?"
 
The fox thought on that, "Hm... I guess I've just never tried talking to a dog before?"
 
The dog grinned wider, "That's a shame; we're great listeners."
 
That got a laugh, and Felix started petting the dog again. After a few more seconds, the german shepherd spoke up again.
 
"So, are you staying or going?"
 
"Hmm. Staying, I guess," Felix paused and then added, "I can't exactly leave a talking dog behind, now can I?"
 
The dog barked happily, "Agreed. You look like you could use some cheering up anyway. I'm good at that."
 
Felix smiled a bit and gave his fur another stroke as the dog continued, "So what's on your mind? You seem a bit down."
 
"Is it that obvious?" the fox laughed for a second and the dog nodded for him to continue, "Oh I don't know... college mainly? Grades, loans, parents, rent... Stuff dogs wouldn't understand?"
 
"You're right," the german shepherd smiled and licked Felix's face, "We don't understand it, but that doesn't mean we can't empathize."
 
"Yeah, I could use some of that right now," he suddenly sighed, "I can't believe I just missed my bus. The professors take roll and everything."
 
"Hey," the dog spoke up, "Perhaps taking a day off is the best thing you can do, right? Maybe you just need a chance to pick yourself up and get things straight again."
 
"Yeah, I guess it is?" Felix grinned and then added, "It's not like going to class helps anyway."
 
"It will get better. That's life sometimes."
 
"More like all the time," the fox sighed.
 
"Oh come now. Today isn't that bad. I think it's actually rather nice," the dog's tail thumped against the ground again, and brushed a few pieces of trash away, "The weather's nice, you're taking the day off, and you found a talking dog!"
 
"Yeah!" Felix seemed to perk up a little and was about to say another thing about college before he stopped himself, "You're right. Look at me being all depressing, huh? It really isn't that bad, I just exaggerate," he shot Will another grin, "We can talk about something else if you want. I'm Felix, by the way."
 
The fox held his paw out, and shook the dog's broad, soft foot, "You can call me, Will!" he exclaimed with a bark.
 
"That's a nice name," Felix smiled and suddenly spoke up, "Hey, so you wanna go someplace nicer? Maybe grab lunch or something? There are a lot of places nicer than this alley, Will," Felix laughed.
 
"Well, I am getting hungry, but I think I have everything I need right here."
 
Felix giggled, "I have better things to eat than garbage," he kicked a can across the alley for effect, "I even have stuff at home. Real food, not cheap college stuff. It's good."
 
Will tilted his head, "Hroo? Who said anything about trash?"
 
"Just a joke," Felix replied with a smile, "Now you wanna go or not? Seriously, Will. We're sitting in an alley."
 
"I think we should stay here. It's nice and private."
 
"So is my apartment, in fact it's just right around the block. C'mon, let's go," Felix started, but the dog still seemed a little hesitant, "Foxes don't like dingy, dirty alleys, Will, we like nice, cozy student flats."
 
"Oh, I'm not sure your landlord would like that. Besides, I'm not sure if I could leave after I was done with my lunch..."
 
"Why?" Felix asked and cocked his head a few inches with a curious grin, "It's just some pastrami and sandwiches and stuff. Can't dogs eat anything?"
 
"We can eat anything, but pastrami just isn't as delicious as what I can get here..."
 
Felix kept staring, "You keep saying that, Will. What do you mean, exactly?"
 
The dog pawed the ground and stared at the ground, "Well, I'm not sure how to put this delicately, but... I was thinking of treating myself to fox, if that's okay with you?"
 
Felix blinked quickly, "No wait, what?"
 
Will looked up with a charming smile, and casually swept his tongue across it, "What do you think, silly? I really didn't mean to frighten you or anything."
 
"I don't understand?" the fox mumbled and straightened up, "You want to eat me? I'm a little scared, yes... I'm not really sure what you would expect after that..."
 
"Well, I think it shouldn't be a bad experience. It will take away your troubles, Felix. You won't have to worry about schools, bills, any of that silly person stuff. As soon as I swallow you, you won't have to worry about anything ever again."
 
There was a pause, and Felix stared.
 
"And after I finish and you settle down, you'll get to become part of a big, handsome dog, wouldn't you like that?"
 
"I... I mean..." the fox started confusedly, but Will added more.
 
"You'll be a part of me from then on, go everywhere I go and be a part of everything I experience for the rest of my life, right? My belly will make you into something more; you'll be used for everything, really? A bit of fluff on my ears, some new muscle, and energy to chase cats and tennis balls for as long as I can imagine. That will all be you becoming me, Felix, don't you want that?"
 
Felix was too confused. That sounded absolutely wonderful, but at the same time it seemed so... wrong. His instincts didn't tell him the climb into dog maws, and that little voice in the back of his head was flooding his mind with every sort of fear.
 
But for every �no' he gave himself, there were ten more �yeses.' He couldn't let this chance slip away.
 
"Will it hurt?" the fox glanced up and gave Will another pat on the neck.
 
"Oh no, it won't hurt," Will smiled, "Once you're in my belly it will be like a tight, giant hug and then you'll go to sleep. And it will be the best one you've ever had, I promise you."
 
"But..." the voice in his head forced him to ask, "I won't wake up..."
 
"True, but isn't that part of the point? Besides, that will just lead to the next stage in your existence- as a part of me."
 
"True..." Felix nodded and smiled at Will as the dog continued.
 
"This is what you want isn't it? Isn't this how it should be?" he paused before adding with a laugh, "Delicious little foxes like you shouldn't have to fret about anything; except maybe giving a dog indigestion..."
 
The fox couldn't help but laugh along at that, and gave the Will a tight, warm hug. He squeezed him tightly, fingers patting and scratching the ends of his fur, and finally whispered into the dog's ear.
 
"I think I want that more than anything else, Will."
 
The dog whispered back and wagged his tail, "I thought you would, sweety."
 
"Yeah," Felix squeezed tighter as a slight tear ran down his cheek, "As strange as it sounds, I feel... I feel like my entire life has been leading up this moment, Will... Like, nothing else has gone right for me until today," he paused, "I'm so glad you can fix that."
 
"So am I," Will whispered and licked the inside of Felix's ear, "So am I."
 
The pair hugged each other tightly for a few more moments, and Felix eventually spoke up again, "I have to ask, though..." the voice inside was still nagging, "What made you choose me?"
 
"Well, I've seen you come by this way a few times before. At first you seemed like you needed a friend, and then talking to you, well, I realized that maybe you wanted someone to take your troubles away," he grinned, "I'm not forcing you to get eaten or anything, even if you are pretty tasty."
 
Felix laughed for a second, "So you don't just eat everyone you meet?"
 
"Oh, not at all!" he gave the fox another lick, "Only those who want an escape from all this person stuff and accept my offer. Being tasty and nice enough for me to carry around forever helps too," he licked him again, "Yum."
 
Felix squeezed him again, "So... you're like a big friendly stomach bus for people who need a permanent lift?"
 
"Yup!" Will started wagging his tail even faster, "Just remember that I don't exactly offer �round trips.'"
 
The fox laughed, "Oh, I know," he paused for a second before adding, "And you really think I'm tasty, Will?"
 
"Of course!" the german shepherd barked happily, "Why else you you think I can't keep my tongue off you? You're delicious!"
 
"I never thought a compliment like that would make me so happy," Felix replied and kept stroking the dog's fur.
 
"Who knew, right?" Will started before his stomach gave a loud, friendly gurgle that made both of them smile even wider, "Excuse me! It looks like my belly's looking forward to meeting you too!" the dog stepped back and stared at the fox with a gentle, serious expression, "If you're having seconds thoughts, Felix, now's the time to speak up. I'm not quite sure I'll be able to let you out after we finish."
 
"I know," Felix replied and gave Will a pat, "Don't worry, I think my mind's made up on this one."
 
"Great!" Will barked and let his tongue flop around his mouth, "In that case I'm ready whenever you are!"
 
"Yeah, okay," the fox paused for a few moments and then scratched the back of his neck, "Umm. Actually, how do we start?"
 
"Oh, right!" the dog chuckled, "Well, I'm going to need you to strip down, first of all. Clothes don't really agree with me too well."
 
"Sure," Felix stepped back and hovered at the end of the alley. He shot a glance at Will, this big, beautiful dog that would soon be his home forever, but shuffled reluctantly on his paws. Dog food or not, undressing in an abandoned alley still felt weird, to say the least.
 
"I don't have to watch if you're uncomfortable?" the german shepherd spoke up, "I know how you people are with clothes and everything."
 
"No, no, it's fine!" he jerked his arms up into his shirt and yanked it up to reveal a flash of bristling, orange-black fluff, "We're about to become as close as possible, right? There's nothing to hide at this point."
 
"Agreed!"
 
Felix pulled the tee off and tossed it into the alley corner as Will happily observed. There was barely anything to the fox. His thin, almost-skeletal body hugged tightly against his bones, and the contour of his ribs and collarbone were almost visible beneath the fluffy fur. As he proceeded to untie his pants, Felix's collar jingled around his neck, causing the dog to cock his head.
 
"Oh my, Felix, if I wasn't so hungry, I think I'd offer myself for you to eat!"
 
The fox laughed, and looked down at his body, "Yeah, I hope you don't mind. I guess when it comes to foxes, I'm just the diet version."
 
"I don't mind at all; quality over quantity, I believe!" he watched as Felix took his belt off and kept studying his neck, "And is that a collar?" he laughed, "Normally I'd be the one wearing one of those!"
 
"Oh, yeah," Felix grinned and touched it, "I've been wearing it forever. It sounds silly, but I don't know? It just helps me feel closer to my animal side?"
 
"Interesting," Will observed, "Well, in a few minutes, you'll be closer to that side than ever, doggy style," he wagged his tail.
 
"Yeah, I know," he smiled at Will and began sliding off his pants, "Just. I really don't think I can thank you enough for this, Will. I really feel like... I really feel like this is the one thing I was born to do."
 
"Maybe it was!" the dog panted, "Some people are born to be doctors and stuff; I don't see why yours isn't dog food," he grinned, "You certainly have the taste for it!"
 
Felix kept smiling and slipped his pants off his paws before tossing them over the shirt to reveal a pair of long, black streamlined legs that ended in two graceful little paws. His muscles barely had enough form to cover up the bone, and Will's eyes finally landed on the final article of clothing: a pair of briefs.
 
Both of them were silent as Felix's fingers slipped into the side and began to pull down. The curved bulge right in the middle shifted with every movement, and as the fox pulled the briefs off onto his legs, both pairs of eyes dove onto his crotch.
 
And there, cradled by a small black sheath above a pair of gentle, delicate fox balls, was Felix's erect, vulpine cock. He slipped the underwear off his paws and tossed it on top of the rest of the clothes, and glanced back at Will as the erection came to rest in a slight, gentle curve.
 
The dog stared, "I'm glad someone else is excited about all this, Felix. I don't think I've ever eaten someone that interested!"
 
The fox started blushing beneath his fur, and Will smiled again, "That's honestly pretty cute."
 
"Thanks," Felix felt his cheeks run hot. He never thought he'd get something like that from a dog.
 
"Let's start before anything happens to it, okay?" Will barked and wagged happily, "I'd hate to swallow you without every bit of my sweet little fox feeling its best!"
 
"You're so sweet yourself, Will..." Felix began, fangs showing beneath a full-faced smile, "Just... thank you so much, again."
 
"You're welcome!" his tail was almost blurry with how fast it was moving, "Now if you're ready to start..." his stomach gurgled loudly through his open mouth as if for emphasis, "You can kneel down right here," he padded both front paws on the cement in front of him.
 
The fox complied without a second's hesitation, and came to rest with his nose mere moments from Will's. The dog's warm, damp breath filled Felix's nostrils and the fur across his face, and the animal gave him a lick.
 
He stretched his jaws open, giving Felix a full view of a mouthful of dog fangs that ended in a dark, almost bottomless throat, but then he suddenly pulled back.
 
"Oh, I almost forgot. Before we start, do you have a favorite place around here? A park or a street, maybe? Somewhere nearby."
 
It took the fox a second to respond. The view of the dog's maw, his near future, was almost hypnotizing, "Yeah, Carrot Park. It's nice, generally pretty quiet, and I even wrote my first story there. Why?"
 
"Oh, you'll see in a little bit. It's just something nice I like to do."
 
"Alright," the fox smiled. He was so excited he was shaking, "Can we, umm, continue, Will?"
 
"Of course, but would you mind taking your collar off first? I don't think it'll feel nice in my belly."
 
"Oh, okay..." Felix tugged at it reluctantly before finally undoing the snap in the back with a distinct click, "I really don't want to get rid of it, though."
 
The fox paused for a second as he twisted the nylon bands around and around his fingers, and he then raised it towards the dog, "Hold still, okay?"
 
"Hmm?" Will scooted back an inch or two, an uncomfortable edge on his face, "What are you doing? I don't really wear these things..."
 
"I know you don't, but I'm going to be a part of you soon," Felix said, "It will look cute on us."
 
The dog raised his brow, "Oh well, I guess... I'm still not sure; it's not like I'm a pet, you know?"
 
"Just for a little bit? It'd make me really happy, Will. Besides, the next person can take it off if you want," he said with a laugh.
 
"Oh, alright. Let's just see how this looks..."
 
Will moved closer and held out his neck. Felix loosened the straps, and held the collar to the dog a few times before finally clicking the straps and giving it a few tugs.
 
"That should do it," he said.
 
"How does it look?" Will barked excitedly, "It feels better than I thought, honestly!"
 
The fox smiled. The tan, black, and green plaid was honestly a pretty good match for the dog and his fur, and Felix giggled the collar that bore his name a few times, "It looks great. Now let's get started, huh? "
 
"Oh, it's not a problem. Sorry to keep you waiting."
 
Without another second and a final, quick lick across his lips, the dog fully opened his deep, beautiful maw, and began moving it towards Felix. The fox unconsciously closed his eyes and tried to keep as still as possible as the breaths became closer, faster, and warmer...
 
"Felix, relax," Will whispered and made a tongue stroke across his face, "You'll taste better calm than stressed out, okay? My stomach and I will take very good care of you."
 
"I know..." the fox replied quietly, "Sorry, I'm just... a little... nervous."
 
He braced himself for the mouth again, and took a quick peek out of the corner of his eye.
 
"I understand. Just remember, from now on you have nothing else to worry about, okay? You're dog food now, sweety."
 
"Yeah," Felix managed to break a smile, "Okay."
 
There was a pause, and then he added, "Eat me up, Will."
 
The dog nodded. He began to stretch forward and over Felix again, a few puffs of hot, wet breath rushing down his fur as his maw stretched fully open. The dog's broad, rough tongue met his chest, and gracefully slid upward as the jaws closed around the fox's head.
 
His jerked his head forward, gradually pulling Felix deeper with every second until the fox's muzzle made it past the dozens of white, sparkling fangs and to the beginning of the throat. Will's tongue greedily slid back and forth across this fur, happily tasting every inch of his delicious little fox, and repositioned his own body before jerking his head again to send even more of Felix inside.
 
The dog closed his eyes and began wildly salivating as he began to picture Felix's body inside his tight, hot stomach. Saliva began trickling down the fox's fur as the dog's tongue reached his belly button, and Will began to arc his jaws upwards to sweep his food's paws off the ground.
 
Felix's legs wiggled as they dangled in the air, and his eyes instinctively flashed open in response to the sudden weightlessness. But he saw nothing, nothing but the nearly endless pitch-black of Will's throat that would seen surround his entire body, and he squirmed a little and let another string of saliva trickle across his eyes. His heart beat wildly, and every so often his face flashed an anxious smile; who knew being dog food was so wonderful?
 
With another shudder, Felix slid further down Will's throat. His torso disappeared in a flash, and his crotch came next into the dog's gaping maw. Firm, erect fox cock pressed against the dog's tongue along with his sheath and a tight pair of balls, and the dog slid his tongue back and forth in sweet reward.
 
Will sent the fox along and opened his eyes. The edged of his lips bent into a slight smile as he watched the fox's legs and tail wave before his nose and slowly side down into his maw. He gave his head tilted his head until it was almost vertical, and watched as the fox's small little paws and tail vanished into his mouth like a worm down the throat of a baby bird. The dog slowly closed his jaws and licked his lips; that was the best one yet...
 
Meanwhile, Felix kept sliding down the dog's throat, deeper and deeper into this fleshy tube of pleasure, and at last felt the blessing touch of Will's tongue stroke the tips of his toes and long, beautiful tail. That did it; there was no way back now. He was officially and completely dog food, destined to become an inseparable part of this wonderful, beautiful dog for all eternity, and with another shudder of pleasure, slid closer to the first part of Will's body he'd meet...
 
Suddenly, he felt his muzzle and face hang weightless at the end of his throat, and in a few quick movements, his entire body slipped down into the stomach with a splash. Saliva held back by the fox's body rained down upon his face in a pleasant, sticky shower, and the snug, warm chamber squeezed happily around his body and quietly positioned him for the next stage of life. Welcome.
 
Will sat for a few moments and blankly stared into the alley, a little drained from downing his latest meal. After a few seconds he came back to his senses, and extended his now-bloated body into a long, clumsy stretch. A fox-flavored burp erupted from his mouth, and Will lazily retracted back and dragged himself over to Felix's clothes. He stuck his nose in the fabric, the wonderful scent of Felix flowing into his nose, and finally flopped down on them in an exhausted pile; he was too tired to do anything else.
 
The dog tried to curl up around his belly, but instead, only ended up gently hugging it with his paws. That was fitting enough, and he shut his eyes and listened to his belly gurgle and churn as it began to process what had once been Felix.
 
The fox had been a wonderful meal, and such a kind friend, but now he was more than that; now he was a part of him...
 
Will let out a short, squeaking dog fart before he started to drift of to sleep, and quietly muttered one last sentence before his head dropped down across the fox's t-shirt.
 
"Thank you so much, Felix. I'm happy to make you a part of me," he yawned, "See you again in a few hours, sweety."
 
"You're welcome, Will... And... thank you," the fox thought.
 
The stomach seemed to lurch happily in reply, warm, sticky flesh squeezing closer and closer to Felix in a final, eternal lullaby. Fluids were quickly pouring in around the fox as whatever air there once was rushed out just as fast, and the fox looked around in the darkness as his mind began to slowly fade away. He was getting dizzy, sleepy, and the stomach gently packed him even tighter before sending the last of his air up the throat and through Will's wonderful dog maw in a small, tasty burp that caused the dog to smile in his sleep.
 
Felix closed his eyes as a suffocating sort of sleepiness quickly set in to his body, and in a few more seconds, his consciousness finally slipped away...
 
Almost as if excited it could finally begin, the stomach gurgled with delight as the fox passed out, and the warm, sticky digestive fluids poured around and filled a steadily-rising puddle that continued to consume Felix's body. If he were awake, he would have felt a stinging as the fluid soaked into his fur and burned the skin away, but he was beyond that; Felix would never feel anything except the eternal rest that came from joining Will's body.
 
The acids and enzymes didn't consume the fox uniformly; some places the skin and fur remained, and in others the fox had fizzled away to the bone. The stomach's muscles churned and twisted loudly, moving and repositioning the flesh to be better digested.
 
The burning fizz of the acid, and undulations of muscle continued chipping away at what had once been a fox, almost like a clumsy artist ensuring that no detail left untouched. Gradually, Felix became a thick slush of a few floating bits of muscle, an ear, and a quickly-digesting bone or two, but that wouldn't last for long. In only a few quick moments, there was nothing left but a warm, beautiful pool of slush that vibrated with the stomach's churning and Will's great, powerful snores
 
And as soon as it was certain it had created yet another masterpiece, the stomach began moving the food onto the next stage of its journey...
 
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Will's eyes slowly popped open, and the dog entered a long, lazy stretch and clicked his jaw open in a long, noisy yawn. It was morning, digesting Felix had taken all night it seemed, but that didn't matter; Will had a wonderful sleep with a belly full of delicious fox.
 
The dog yawned again, and scratched at the collar with his hind paw. He tenderly turned to look at his belly; it had been steadily shrinking for every hour he'd been asleep, and now was about his normal size, except for one addition.
 
His entire underside, and even the top of his body now held a floppy, noticeable layer of warm, pudgy fat that began to bounce as he scratched at the collar again, "Well, so much for the �diet version' of foxes," he chuckled, "Thanks Felix, at least this ought to to keep me warm as it gets colder."
 
The dog shook himself, a few hairs from both himself and Felix flying into the air, and the belly jiggled happily. Will could almost see him smiling, that probably that was the fox's way of smiling now, and began trotting out of the alley with his broad floppy tongue hanging out of his mouth.
 
The body fat continued to jiggle pleasantly with each step, and the collar clinked under his chin as Will turned around the dumpster corner. He glanced at a sheet of reflective metal lying to the right of the alley and was greeted by a chubby, collar-wearing pet german shepherd. He almost burst out laughing, and nearly took a double-take at the dog staring back at him.
 
"Oh my, I hardly recognize us, Felix. Perhaps this will keep those dog chasers off our tail for a bit, huh?"
 
Will trotted a few more steps forward and turned to enter the street. It only took a few seconds before a loud, flabby fart sounded from under his tail, and the dog felt a sudden pressure in his bowels, "Hold on, Felix," Will laughed and moved a little faster, "We aren't to Carrot Park yet!"
 
The dog dashed along the sidewalk and across a few intersections, grinning and barking loudly as a few cars honked loudly in response. He dodged a few pedestrians, and even a few other dogs that begged for him to stop and play, and kept running until he finally reached the entrance of Carrot Park.
 
Another fart squeaked out, almost as if both parts of Felix were urging the dog to hurry, and he trotted along the path. He sniffed quickly, nose glued to the ground until he finally picked up the fox's scent. Will followed the trail until he came to a bench right outside a small, pretty grove of trees; Felix's scent was stronger than ever, and Will even began to remember seeing the fox sitting here with his computer a few times. This was the perfect place.
 
"This is it, Felix," Will smiled and squatted down a few inches from the warm grey cement. His fluffy tail pointed out behind him, and his legs and body began to quiver in both anticipation and effort. The dog let out a small grunt, eyes closed and fangs exposed as he let out another noisy, smelly fart, and and his anus twitched before finally starting to relax.
 
Finally, a soft, brown bit of dog turd peeked out from the pink, fleshy ring, and Will let out another groan as it kept sliding through. A musky scent filled the air, and his tail twitched as the log dropped dropped down from the anus and onto the pavement with a soft plop. The sphincter rapidly squeezed shut before opening up to allow another piece to dog shit to poke through and gradually slide out. The muscle contracted and expanded across every lump and contour, until it finally pinched off the second piece and let it fall sideways on top of the rest.
 
Will turned around to look back, and grinned slightly. Felix was passing just as easily as he'd hoped, and he quickly glanced back forward as a fart bubbled out through the rest of the slushy, semi-solid turds still left in his bowels.
 
"Sorry, sorry!" he muttered and turned back forward to the task at paw.
 
The dog let out another groan and began to squeeze out whatever was left. He began to whine, tail and pink red anus twitching as the third piece slid up to its exit. Finally, the log, this one slightly greener than the others, began to slide out through the sphincter until it hung halfway. It broke in two, the outside portion falling to the cement with a familiar damp thud, and Will pushed harder as his bright red anus stretched around the dog turd. Finally, the sphincter squeezed shut as the last bit of what was once a fox hit the sidewalk; a few bits were still stuck to the surrounding fur.
 
Will let out a massive sigh and stared ahead for a moment as the pile of dog shit steamed under his ass. After a minute or two, he turned around to inspect the droppings with a slight doggy smile. Felix had made quite a pile. The first two lumps curved up in a spiral before finally coming off with a strand that stretched towards the bench, and the other pieces were deposited nearby in two small chunks. He stared for a few more seconds, tail wagging happily, and suddenly gagged as the smell from the slowly baking shit finally made it to his nose.
 
"Blech, Felix," Will laughed, "It feels good to be rid of that half of you, eh?"
 
The dog trotted forward a few more feet, shaking his rump to send the rest of the droppings flying away, and wiped his behind on the grass to get rid of any stubborn pieces. He looked around happily, but then suddenly felt a rising pressure in his bladder, and trotted back over to the bench.
 
Will lifted his leg out to the side to reveal a small bit of red that poked out from sheath, and let out a long string of piss that splattered against the bench and soaked the wood. After a few seconds he finished, and trotted away to let the the urine collect in a yellow, fox-scented puddle that ran off onto the sidewalk.
 
Some would have thought that the dog would have to do more than that, that walking away without looking back wasn't enough to honor Felix's gift to him, but Will knew better. Thinking that only meant looking at the separated parts of the fox, and of course, the parts on his belly proved otherwise. He'd only left behind the portion of the fox he couldn't use...
 
"I'm happy made such a pleasant exit, Felix," Will said with a smile as he kept trotting away, "Now that's over with, how about I go find a cat to chase eh? I don't think I'll introduce him to you and your belly fat. Yet..."
 
And with that, Will the dog and Felix the fox left Carrot Park.