While the Ninetales is peering elsewhere, your horn begins to glow in preparation. It takes a moment, but when the fox turns to look at you, you unleash hypnosis. There's a brief moment between you two, eyes locked, until eventually the fox slumps over asleep. Now's your chance.
You trot over to the canid and give her a long lick across the head. Then another. And another. You slobber her up in preparation, then curl your tongue under her chin and scoop her head into your maw! Her silky taste only leaves you wanting more, and your first gulp starts her long trek into your swinging belly. Your taste buds grind across her as her spicy-sweet taste flows down your body. Another gulp and her head is pushed into your tight throat, her face fully surrounded by your slick, wet esophagus. With no resistance from her, you easily pull in her neck and stretch your cheeks over her shoulders. Gwoulp
Systematically you swallow and slather her down with your tongue, wetting her up inch by inch, moving across her soft, pudgy belly to eventually her flanks, then thighs. Once your maw is stretching across her pillowy hips, you feel her snout poke into your stomach. Your hunger is finally going to be satisfied… by this big, fat fox! You arch your head back and open your jaws as wide as possible, letting the yellow flab slowly pull itself down your overstretched throat. You give the chub a gnaw, sizing up how doughy those legs are, then work your way over her thighs. Her ass-bulge in your neck slinks its way down towards your belly, and by the time reaches your chest you're left slurping over her soft pawpads. Easily pushing them to the back of your throat, there's only a few noodly tails left to sluuurp down, and in just a few moments, you’re able to finally clamp your jaws shut, fully swallowing down your fat prey!
The final vestiges of her body slide inside your gut, and you're left with a bouncing, sloshy yellow paunch, ready to pudge this Ninetales.
Gwuuurgle…
