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Throg could hear his companion’s muffled whines much clearer now as the tight dog gullet massaged him lower into Lockjaw’s depths. He wriggled and scrunched his eyebrows shut, trying to call the hammer back from where it came but there was little hope of that happening now, Lockjaw had been thorough in nullifying their powers. Now the once famous pet avengers were little more than a pile of fur, meat and claws stewing in his gut and Throg would fare no better. Yet still the plucky frog persisted in his fight, struggling and wriggling and kicking his webbed feet against the hard muscle of the super powered bulldog as the smells, thick stickiness and harsh tight muscle folded around him.
The conditions down below weren’t much better. The pet avengers wrapped up tight among each other and covered in foul, sticky slop that clung to their fur and scales infecting everything it touched with a harsh sting. The air was sour and thin, thick with the smell of digestion as the remaining pet avengers fought to free themselves. Hairball and Ms lion in particular couldn’t believe what had happened, their own mentor and friend had eaten them whole. They clung to delusions, Ms lion thinking that this had to be a prank and that he wasn’t really going to end up as a layer of bulldog fat, and Hairball deciding to believe that this was the work of Mastermind or The Leader or some other villainous figure. That someone had brainwashed Lockjaw to devour them all for their own sick ends. The cat cursed that mysterious villain as he dig his hind claws into the harsh scales of Lockheed the small dragon, the rough skinned creature faring the best out of all the belly's occupants. As a matter of fact he was more annoyed than scared, believing that his thick hide would survive the belly and growling as Hairball's kicked at him absentmindedly. The dragon staring at that fat cat leg and pondering casually if, since he was going to be digested regardless, Hairball's flavour would be marred by the slimy acids stuck to his fur.
But Lockheed would also begin to panic in due course, as the acids ate their way through his scales and to the lovely, exotic meat below. As for Hairball's hypothesis, it was clear that Lockjaw hadn't been hypnotized and anybody who looked in from the outside would have seen that. The moving bulges on the super dog’s belly shifting and moaning as he grinned, gulping once again to dislodge the tasty frog from his jaws and allow it to join the rest of the former pet avengers. He was enjoying himself too much for this to be brainwashing. As a matter of fact Lockjaw had dreamed of this day for ages, the smells and lively movements of his companions uncovering a deep hunger inside him, a desire to feed. A side effect of the Terrigon mists no doubt, he was always finding strange new powers and desires they had given him. And this had been a particularly fun one...
the bulldog sprawled out on his back as the full weight of his companions inside shifted and moved, the sudden appearance of Throg causing a fervour of movement inside. Lockjaw closed his eyes in bliss, the gurgles and squelches of his belly a symphony, as he drifted off and thought of all the delicous meat that awaited him in the future. “Pet aveng-BURRAAP” he smacked his lips and cleared his throat as the thick belch settled around him in a thick, meaty haze “Pet Avengers, dismissed.”
A collab I did with: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/vorefan16/ he did the pic and I did the little story. :p
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