10, 9, 8...
The fox’s butt and tail stuck up high in the air as he counted down in a high pitched, excited tone. Remembering every number with a clarity that his hound dog friend had to admire. Copper had always struggled with anything past the number 5.
7, 6
Copper hurried his pace up, breaking into a full sprint now to get far enough away from Tod and find a really good place to hide. Perhaps under a bed of leaves, or in a hollowed out tree log, or maybe in the meadow so his scent was obscured.
Not that Tod had much of a nose for tracking anyway, the hound thought somewhat arrogantly as his sprint turned into a light jog and his pup tongue crept out in soft, youthful pants. Copper was the more snoutly gifted of the two, his hound nose held up high in the air as he went, sniffing up the deep scents of a wide forest that turned into a practical jungle if one went far enough.
But what the fox lacked for in a nose he made up for in brains, and the hound wasn’t slow to admit that. By his standards the meadow idea was a work of genius. So he knew that when it came to these hide and seek games the two were evenly matched, which meant that he’d need to find a really good place this time. Somewhere even Tod would never think of looking...
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Mice and squirrels ran away at the sound of the heavy hooves thumping upon the forest floor, but Bambi didn’t mind. If anything he quite enjoyed his newfound reputation as a dark prince, a creature of some notable infamy in these parts who made smaller creatures quiver with fear.
He chuckled and peered down to look upon his fattened, swinging belly that had been so heavy with food only a day or so ago. That skunk had taken sooooo long to digest, two weeks if Bambi had counted his moons correctly, and word had spread quickly around the forest as to what he had done. A deer eating a skunk, and with rumours of a young rabbit going missing around the same area…
Of course meant that Bambi could not return home to his mother and would have to embark upon his own path, one that he was more than happy to figure out so long as it included more meals like Thumper and Flower, for that had been his victims' names.
Bambi stopped near some flowers, suitably, and let out an ~URAPPPPP~ deep from the pit of his gut, the stinky cloud travelling up and echoing around the clearing in a deep rumbling belch. The nearby Orchids wilted away under the heat, the stink, and the sheer horror of what they knew was a carnivorous deer belching up some of the last scented remnants of his delicious, nutritious meal.
The young deer paused and sniffed in deep that slightly ham scented, rank burp so heavy with humid particles of the deceased skunk.
“Mmmmmm, gonna miss that when it stops” he chuckled “I missed Thumper something fierce when you overtook him, Flower.”
Bambi gave his now empty belly a kick, but this time no squelch or unhappy gurgle came out, Flower was well and truly gone. “Should have expected that though, skunk’s do smell bad, even if they have nice scented names heh. You certainly did when I was finished with you, Flower.”
Making his way over to a nearby lake to take a gulp of water and wash the last flavour of the skunk out of his mouth Bambi reminisced some more on Flower’s fate. In a way that had been his real damning moment, Thumper had been equally as delicious and as sinful but perhaps he could have gotten away with that one if he’d been careful. But Flower was in broad daylight and frankly he hadn’t done much to his deed afterward. The skunk was just too good, too plump, too cosy of a fit in his belly not to be copiously indulgent with.
Of course the skunk had seen things differently, waking up twice as Bambi digested him away and kicking up a fuss both times. The deer had thought him dead soon after eating, but then he had felt the harsh cries and weak kicks as he walked towards his mother’s den. A quick kick of his belly put a stop to that, but it had made Bambi realise that a return to his mother was impossible now. The birds, squirrels, perhaps even other skunks had seen what he had done and the smell was all over him. On his coat, on his breath, around his fattened belly. He had eaten Flower and nothing would be the same again.
The next, and last time, Flower awoke was about a day or so later as Bambi laid down to sleep. And this time the deer was playful, and Flower conscious, enough for them to have a conversation that Bambi would never, ever forget.
“mmmmmph-?!MMMPHHHP!!”
Bambi’s sleepy eyes had reopened and he gazed at his stomach now alive again with paw bulges and the imprints of a partially digested face. Still alive, he had thought with a grin, how admirable.
He’d yawned. “Hello again Skunk, Flower wasn’t it?”
Between the gurgles, and the strained voice, Bambi heard Flower’s words.
“You, You aattteee me!”
“It would appear so, I'm surprised you can still talk. Maybe my digestive system isn’t as good as I had th-”
A sudden kick of indignation and Bambi winced a little, but he assured himself that the skunk was facing a thousand times worse of a fate inside of him. He’d been in there well over a day and that belly had been gurgling and churning the entire time, Bambi couldn’t see past the belly walls but frankly he didn’t desire too. Whatever was inside of him now only resembled Flower in name now.
“Letmpph me gorpph, you m-monstermph!”
Bambi suppressed a chuckle, not because he didn’t want to taunt the creature but more because he knew it would probably turn into a burp, and he’d need all the air inside of him if he wanted to pull his next move off.
His voice took on a much more quivering tone, and he gently nudged at his fat stomach.
“Oh dear oh dear, I did eat you didn’t I?”
He sounded concerned, enough so that Flower stopped his incessant wriggling and let out a low moan, the belly gurgling and bubbling around him much to Bambi’s glee.
“it’s hotttttt....”
Bambi gasped.
“Oh my, well you see Mr skunk, Mr Flower, I have this awful habit of gobbling up little creatures when I see them. Terrible stuff really, but i’m trying to be a better deer. Just hold still and i’ll.....”
He paused, grinning, going silent until his belly pet spoke up again.
“mmppph-w-hat, What????”
“Well you see, I can feel a burp coming on.....”
This time it was flower’s turn to gasp.
“mmmpphNoooo-!!"
~BBURRAPPPPPP~
The full stink of Flower in all of his skunky, digestive glory came pouring out of Bambi’s maw at once. The young deer lifting his head to sing out the little creature’s final chorus, a cloud of rippling air heavy with the hot, meaty aroma rising up and up.
Meanwhile down below his belly gurgled and Bambi heard a short UMMPH! From Flower before the rippling, bubbling, boiling organ overtook him in all of its churning power. Even if Flower had managed to survive two days of stewing in that hot belly he wouldn’t last more than a minute or two now in that tight sack of crunching muscle and boiling, sloshing juices.
When the burping was finished Bambi smacked his lips and arose, his belly wobbling underneath him distended with the now much squishier form of Flower inside. Bubbling happily over it’s now dead, mostly digested prey, the most difficult part of the process was over. Now all that remained was to process the meaty slurry that was once a skunk.
“Au revoir my friend” Bambi grinned “and thank you for the meal. Many more shall follow you...”
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Now Bambi was older, by a month or so at least, and the skunk inside of him had been fully liquefied, redistributed and passed save for a few bones that had remained half melted and a seemingly permanent stench on his breath. Flower and Thumper were both finished up for good and Bambi was finally hungry again. He hadn’t taken any new prey since Flower, merely strolled around the woods enjoying his newfound infamy and taking mental notes of places and creatures to revisit on later hunts.
The deer took another gulp of water and then lifted his head to sniff the air with a curious sniff. In the air was a multitude of various aromas, bright summer trees, vague smokey elements of man, some sour pollution hanging in the air. But beneath all of that was a much more enticing smell. Youthful, joyous, slightly beefy and decisively canine in nature.
A hound. But not a well trained and experienced hunting dog, instead a smaller, younger specimen perhaps the same age as Bambi. And with that was a much wilder, feral smell of a fox cub. Two such creatures would fill his belly up nicely, Bambi licking his lips as he remembered how nicely Thumper and Flower fit inside of him, how wonderful they felt as they wriggled to their end.
The deer chuckled and, finally lifting his head up from the small pond he had been suckling from, made his way westwards to the source of the scent. Ready to feast yet again.
By this point Copper still hadn’t found himself a suitable hiding spot and Tod had already begun his search for the dim hound dog. Following the same scent that Bambi was albeit with much less sinister connotations and perceptions in mind. To the fox Copper just smelt like Copper, a bouncy, happy little pup who he dearly loved to frolic and play with.
But to Bambi he smelt like a delicious roast dinner with all the trimmings. All sweet and plump and tender. And ready to be devoured. Bambi watched as he clambered in front of the deer with his head held tight to the ground, snuffling around until, with a quizzical expression in its face, it looked up to gaze at the grinning visage of the young deer.
“Hi!” Copper barked, excited to see such a creature but pondering why it was blocking his path “My name’s Copper!, I'm playing hide and seek.”
“Well hello Copper” The deer chuckled, his pudgy belly swaying in the slight summer breeze “It is nice to hear that you enjoy my forest. I am the king of this forest, you know....”
The hound looked up curiously, surveying the deer’s pudgy body and long, lanky legs. He certainly didn’t look like a king, but then again Copper had never met a king.
“Woah....” the dog said with his eyes wide, peering upwards, almost falling over with the effort “the entire forest?”
“The entire forest” Bambi confirmed “and you know what else?”
Copper leaned in closer and for a moment Bambi was tempted to just slurp up the innocent, plump body of the hound then and there. But a meal like this had to be savoured.
“I know all of the best hide and seek spots in this forest, places where no one would ever find you. fox, hound, deer or man. Would you like me to show you one?”
The dog nodded vigorously. “Yeah, Yeah! Tod will never find me!”
Oh how correct he was, Bambi grinned, the fox would never see this hound again. Or, at least, not in the same form as he was in now.
“Very well Copper, follow me....”
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Copper’s legs were starting to get a little tired but he pressed on all the same. His soft paws making little indents on the somewhat marshy ground, the tree branches overhead tangling around each other to form a dense canopy thick enough to block out the sun. He couldn’t tell what time of day it was, where they were nor indeed how to get back home.
But still the dog was content to follow this incredible creature who regaled him with tales of the forests various inhabitants and his own adventures. All false of course, but Copper would never know that.
“You were friends with a skunk?”
“And a bunny, we had some fun together. But alas they’ve....moved forest, and now I walk these routes alone. Tell me Copper, this friend of yours, Tod isn’t it?”
Copper barked out an affirmation.
“Is he like you? All young and full of energy?”
“Yeah, I guess. He’s fun, he plays a lot around the forest. He’s not the best sniffer but he can run really, really fast!”
“Interesting” Bambi mused with a soft lick of his lips “very interesting.”
The deer turned, Copper stopped and looked up at him as Bambi sat down on his fattened rump.
“Well Copper, I’m sure I'll meet this Tod before very long. But for now it’s time for you to enter your hiding place.”
His words took on a more gleeful tone but Copper didn’t take notice, looking around excitability for the hole or pile of leaves or flowers he expected to find. Surely Bambi didn’t expect him to just stay out in the open like this?
“where i-”
Before Copper could even finish the question Bambi struck, the deer’s young legs propelling him forward and onto the body of the young hound trapping Copper beneath thick, furry, gurgling deer belly.
“H-Hey!” Copper grumbled and tried to wriggle out, only his head visible from beneath the plump mound fattened from rabbit and skunk “what gives? This isn’t a very good h-hiding place!”
Chuckling Bambi puffed his grumbling belly out with an exhalation of breath, rocking it back and forth, grinding Copper beneath his hefty girth. Hot glops of drool fell from the deer’s eager lips and landing like heavy raindrops in front of the increasingly confused and terrified hound dog.
“Copper, poor little Copper, so eager to please and outsmart your friend. Well I'm afraid that has led you into a spot of bother. You see my dear hound, I just adore little animals like you be they rabbit, skunk, fox or indeed, hound.”
Copper let out a low bark that quivered with anxiety, wriggling his little body back and forth to try and escape from underneath this “king of the forest.” He didn’t like the sound of its words nor the way it drooled to look at him.
“You see Copper, I’m no plant eater. I like to eat meat....lovely, squirming creatures like you. Oh but don’t worry, you won’t be alone for long. Your friend Tod will be joining us very soon.”
Copper howled out, both a warning to Tod wherever he may be and as a rebuke to the deer’s terrible words. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing, heart in his throat as the deer finally lifted its belly up and pushed him forward with a short swipe of its back hoof.
Before he could get up and run, the sliding hound’s wriggling, inconsolable head was engulfed in Bambi’s thick maw flesh. The deer’s jaws parting to reveal a pink abyss eager for a chance to slurp at the hound’s meat. The breath swirling around Copper, heavy with the smell of digested skunk and dead rabbit.
The deer lifted his head up, the bottom half of Copper’s struggling rump and legs hanging below and with a deft twist of his jaws slurped in more of the delicious hound, sealing his fate for good. There would be no escape now and Bambi could fully enjoy his meal.
And what a meal it was. Copper was delicious, not as fat as Thumper but a lot less gamey to boot, and without the musky undertone that Flower carried upon him. The hound was much sweeter, a bit of a beefier kick to his wriggling, struggling hide that would soon melt away in Bambi’s eager, already rumbling belly.
Bambi’s eyes lidded, so satisfied with his gorgeous catch. Copper was not just a snack but more of a fully fledged meal that filled the young buck’s mouth with flavour, made his muscles jump to attention as his entire body became a honed machine of doggy destruction.
Already the sobbing hound was facing down his gullet, pleading with Bambi to let him go as his anguished face pressed out, every feature of his contorted visage visible from the outside. Bambi couldn’t completely see it of course, but anyone looking from the outside would have seen a considerably meaty bump on the deer’s gullet hidden partly behind the bottom of the hound. Two eyes, a short muzzle and an open mouth pleading for release, and then beside that two smaller bumps that came and went depending upon the whims of Bambi’s swallowing, Copper’s paws. Trying desperately to push against the gullet from the inside out, hoping that something would give.
But it was not to be, for soon Bambi jutted his jaws forward one more time and in went the rest of this delectable hound. Gravity doing its job of pulling Copper down, down and down still. The deer lifting a hoof to feel the bulging body of Copper, now complete with a belly, rump and two kicking hind paws, slowly slide down. Tracing the hound’s descent into his gurgling, waiting belly already half filled with digestive acid.
Bambi sighed, his belly descending once more with the imprint of Copper now trapped in a hot sac of boiling juices tightly bound around him. A quick look at the hefty bulge told Bambi that Copper was about a medium sized meal compared to what he had eaten before. Thumper had been the largest, that hefty baby rabbit had practically turned his stomach into a hot tub with all of the thick bunny muscle and fat that had to be melted down. Flower had been the smallest, for what was worth, less well fed than Copper and with less muscle than Thumper. Copper was comfortably in the middle range, but with the fox Tod on top of that they could both be pushed into the higher end of bulge sizes. They would fill Bambi up to what could very well be his max.
Moving his grinning head closer to the dog shaped bulge, nosing the spot where he assumed Copper’s head was and listening to those meaty gurgles and squelches echoing out, Bambi chuckled.
“Thank you Copper, normally I would say that in a hiding spot like this no one would ever find you. But I just can’t resist inviting your little fox friend over for dinner too. Call me a cheat if you wish, but I have a feeling that it’s time for Tod to find you.”
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Tod sniffed the air and, with an exasperated grunt, flopped himself down onto the ground in a frustrated heap.
He’d looked everywhere, under every flower bed and in every decaying tree stump and even near the dog kennels where they had vowed never to hide in. And he hadn’t seen tail nor muzzle of Copper since. Wherever this hound had hidden it was good, and even Tod’s attempts to call the game to a halt seemed to fall upon deaf ears.
“Alright Copp, I get it. You’ve figured out how to hide out properly, now C’mon. I need to be getting home....”
And upon saying that, Tod looked across the small stream he was sitting beside and spied a young deer strolling out of the woods. Normally such a creature wouldn’t come close to a fox, even a cub, but this one seemed focused upon him. Intent on something.
“Hey!” Tod called out and the grinning deer stopped in its tracks “Have you seen a dog anywhere? Small, brown, likes to bark?”
Bambi chuckled. His belly swayed beneath him and Tod was surprised to find that, for a deer, he was quite fat. But the fox knew deers to be herbivores and would never have put two and two together. Figured out that his friend was inside that thick belly, still wriggling and struggling against the might of a digestive onslaught.
But Bambi felt everything. Every kick and squirms and cry from the melting slop that was still, although becoming increasingly less, Copper. And it felt good.
“Why yes” Bambi grinned in response to Tod’s question, pondering whether he should have some fun with this creature before reuniting the two of them at last “I have seen such a hound. Actually I believe he’s quite near, if you wait here you should see him very soon indeed."
Tod had no reason to doubt the deer’s words but something about it put him on edge. The creature had such a strange air and odd smell to him, Tod could tell he was royalty as well. No normal deer held itself with such grace and calm.
“How f-far away is he?”
“Quite near” Bambi chuckled, sitting down on his rump and letting his well fed belly fluff out, Tod arching an eyebrow to see the full girth of it on display now.
And as he looked closer, Tod began to get a very strange, foreboding feeling about it.
“W-what have you eaten? Lots of leaves?” he laughed, but it was a nervous laugh followed by a dry gulp.
The grin on Bambi’s face grew wider and he rose to his full height again and began to sway his belly back and forth with soft rocks of his hips. “you could say that, quite a big meal indeed. But not leaves...”
As if on queue. And to Tod’s intensifying horror, Copper made his presence known. The dog’s bulging face and face appeared on the surface of Bambi’s full belly, pushing against the stomach walls as far as they could with a thick slorp.
“Toddmmpppphh!” Came the sound from inside, the eyes widening and muzzle widening, visibly contorted “helmppphhh!!”
The fox was speechless and he quickly took a step away from the belly, the gurgling organ that he visibly worried was gurgling up his friend as they spoke.
“H-heh, thanks m-mister deer but I really have to g-go home now”
He backed up but Bambi was quick to respond, the smirking deer taking a threatening step closer towards him. “Leaving so soon? But your friend is nearby, wouldn’t you like to....feel him?”
Before Tod could even respond, let alone run away from this predatory creature, the deer pounced and pinned him beneath the heavy belly just like he had done with Copper. But this time the prey found itself not beneath an empty gurgling organ, but trapped under a very active, very loud, and very squirmy belly eager to meet them.
Tod groaned, cried out, but Bambi was quick to silence him with more grinding. Pushing the fox’s head into the dirt, rubbing the imprint of Copper’s digesting form on him, letting the fox feel every inch of what was left of his friend still obscured behind a furry wall.
“He was good” Bambi grinned “can you feel him inside of me? Such a fine tasting, deliciously plumpened hound, and such a fine bulge he makes.”
Tod couldn’t believe what was happening. Terrified to feel the bulge that was now unavoidably Copper on top of him, the gargled pleas invading his ears, Bambi chuckling to feel him squirm and whine unable to escape.
But for Bambi this was heaven. Never before had he gotten the opportunity to play with a prey by using the digesting form of another, the fuzzy warmth of Tod mingling with the even warmer body of Copper still gurgling away. Feeling the both of them, one on the outside and the other inside.
“Ahhhh” Bambi grinned and ground harder, harder, grinding the struggling fox into the dirt. “He tasted so good, and he gurgles up so nice. You know I would usually be content with just him, but the thought of getting a fox inside of me. Well that’s hard to resist. So don’t worry my vulpine friend, you’ll be joining him very soon.”
And indeed a few more moments of rubbing his belly upon Tod, letting the distressed fox hear the gurgles of the belly as it sloshed and slurped over his hound dog friend, Bambi finally let him come up for some air.
Tod gulped in cold gasps of oxygen as the deer moved behind the tired, defeated fox content that he wouldn’t run away. After all, where could he go? If he ran Bambi would simply digest Copper and find him another day. There was no escape for either of the two creatures tonight.
“Y-you monster!” Tod spat.
“Perhaps” Bambi chuckled “Or perhaps I'm simply top of this food chain. After all, king of the forest, king of the animals. To the victor goes the spoils.”
And without another word he quietly took in the fox’s dirty hindpaws. The soft pads getting slurped at, Bambi’s tongue clambering over every inch of those delicately furred limbs as Tod regained his breath and, finally, his resolve to survive.
“H-help! Help!” He cried out and tried to crawl away from the devouring deer “Somebody, Chief! Anybody!”
Hell he’d settle even for Slade right now. But nobody would come, they were too deep into the forest for that to happen. All he could do was follow Copper’s example and wriggle, squirm, and eventually digest.
Bambi moved up his small body. The foul breath that consisted of a bizarre concoction of digested rabbit, skunk and digesting hound spread out and enveloped Tod as he was eaten. Bambi lapping at his belly, his chest, and his head. Enjoying the feeling of the fox bulging out his gullet. Sliding past his deliciously plumpened hind legs and finding that his flavour was not as wild as he had expected. There was certainly a deliciously feral element to it but just as much of Tod had the sweet domesticity that Bambi had loved in Copper. It was the best of both worlds really, Bambi lathering him up in saliva, moaning to feel the fox entering his gullet feet first.
“N-no!” Tod cried “nooooooo!”
He couldn’t believe it, but it was true. He was being eaten and not by a wolf or a bear as one would expect but a deer, a herbivore was ending his time on this earth with well placed gulps and soft slaps of his lips against furry flesh. Tod was incredulous, as offended as much as terrified, and all the while the belly gurgled out the sweet song of Copper’s prolonged digestion.
Tod slipped in deeper and deeper, halfway in his legs and feet bulged out of the neck just as Copper’s had. But this time the prey could see them, Bambi suppressing a chuckle as the fox’s eyes widened at the sight of his own limbs usually pushing against thick muscle, unable to break through. Doomed.
Slurrpppp gullpppp urrrrmppph
And soon all that was left of Tod was a sobbing, crying head jutting out of the deer’s lips before that too vanished behind pink lips and wide, herbivorous teeth. Tod losing any hope he had left as those teeth closed for the final time and all light from the outside was sealed in a thick layer of maw flesh. His body was wet, his ears were ringing, and soon enough the tight ring of gullet that encased his kicking bottom half soon engulfed his head and sent him down. Tod slipping through the sphincter at the bottom and, finally, into the terrible pit of that awesome deer belly.
The first thing to hit him was the terrible heat, the darkness bringing with it a foul warmth that stank of digestion. It wasn't as tight as the gullet had been but it was still horribly small and cramped, filled with a heavy pool of juice that stung to the touch.
It took the despairing fox a moment to notice his friend. The furry lump of the hound encased in a crevasse of the belly and practically furless, visibly melting as but still alive all the same.
"Copper, oh Copper!"
The fox waded over to his friend, smelling the foul reek of digesting dog, and hugged him tight.
"T-Tod…" Copper struggled to speak "Tod the d-deer is going to digest...digest us…"
Steeling himself to be brave, Tod tried his best to comfort Copper in their last moments.
"We'll make it Copper, we always do, maybe if we just rock the belly back and forth we ca-"
"No use, no use…"
Tod said nothing more, but instead gave the decaying form of his friend a wet, half hearted hug as the belly gurgled and squelched around them. Already feeling his own fur beginning to slop out, and dissolve.
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While Copper and Tod had their final moments together, Bambi enjoyed every moment of their desperate last struggles His tongue lolling out, unbelievably satisfied with his incredible meal of a fox and a hound. The combined meat of the two of them far outweighing any amount of meat that Thumper could have provided together let alone separately.
"C'mon you two, wriggle a bit more and I may change my mind. You'd better hurry, I can feel a burp coming on…"
He pushed down every paw and muzzle print that showed up on his gorged, growling organ hard at work to digest all of the meat put into it. His breath stinking of the two, panting out satisfied breaths and having the absolute time of his life until…
URAPPPPPP!!
The final song of the fox and came out of him in a forceful, incredible belch that shook the canopy above. It ripped out, thick and heavy, in the form of a warped mist. And when it was done his belly lay still, for the most part.
"You two aren't done yet, are you?"
A soft snort from his belly and the barest hint of a paw told Bambi no. And the deer was ecstatic.
"Oh so this is a Flower situation, you two are gonna be with me for a while? Hehe, at the very least the fox will. You're a strong one Tod, let's see how that plays out for you."
And so, knowing it wouldn't be good to be found out here after making the tasty treats disappear and with a hefty gut to match still gurgling over his prey, Bambi exited the clearing. On the road yet again, eager to enjoy whatever time he had left with these two incredible creatures.
