Part 7 of a trade done by the fantastic large-rarge

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

Kip turned her head around to see Chris watching, standing frozen in the doorway with shyness, embarrassment, and wonder. She didn't shriek, nor yell, but instead gave the fox a very coy look. Standing up effortlessly, the chicken walked over to Chris, a big smile on her beak. Despite the massive size and weight of her prey, she didn't seem phased, there was no struggle to her movements. Just how strong was she? The poor fox couldn't look away from the wiggling face in her feathered tummy, the bulge mooing happily as it squirmed about. Kip gently pressed her stomach to the fox, and he couldn't help but curiously place his paws on the bulges, feeling the soft feathers squirm and squish under them. He shuddered and looked up at kip, face covered in blush, not knowing what to say. She simply smiled, her own face covered in blush. Chris just now realized she wasn't wearing anything, and his face reddened even more. "Why don't you sit down with me, get cozy, and rub my tummy hmm? I bet you have a lot of questions." she chuckled. Chris could only nod in response, and let out a soft little adorable whimper.

After finding the fox a spare pair of pajamas, Kip settled down on a large cushion, relaxing and getting nice and comfy. Chris sat with her on his own little pillow, and began rubbing over her stomach as it lewdly gurgled and burbled around it's bovine meal. He was so shy at first, but began to get more and more comfortable with rubbing the chicken's tummy as the day went on. Hours passed, and the cow inside Kip's stomach easily softened, adding to her body. Another tasty beef meal for the chicken.

The two talked a lot as the cow digested, getting to know one another. Kip admitted to Chris that she never intended to let him go. Chris shuddered, kneading the soft gloppy tummy and realizing it could've been him turning to pudge. He weirdly wasn't upset though, almost understanding, but he asked, why didn't she? The chicken admitted it was for two reasons: One, and probably biggest, she accidentally ate his phone, which would've caused big problems for her stomach. The second, was that her emotions got to her, and she couldn't digest this cute little fox. Chris was very thankful, it seemed to be the only thing he could say as he cuddled her shrinking, pudgy tummy. Kip was thankful too, she told Chris that she never really had anyone to share this side of her with, other than maybe Tommie, Pollo, Vix and Kota. Her more predatory instincts were usually kept hidden from people, not many knew about it, and if they did, they'd become chicken fat. She decided that Chris would be the lucky one, one who'd be able to witness what she can do. Besides, he was good at rubbing.

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