Late in the evening, you find yourself camping deep in the woods of North America, taking some time to get away from city life and relax your mind for a while. You had spent the day hiking through the forest, admiring the sights, sounds, and scents of nature. As you wind down for the evening, you clean up your cookware and pack it away before getting ready to put out your fire so you can sleep.
Just as you get ready to pour water on the flames, though, you spot something peeking from the trees – A pair of yellow eyes focusing on you! You pause, trying to tell what it is, though your question is soon answered as the animal slowly approaches you, stepping into the light and revealing themselves as an enormous timber wolf! Their light grey fur is quite well maintained, and they look at you with some intent on their mind.
They step towards you in an unexpected way; you see their ears and head lowered and their tail tucked between their hind legs – It’s evident they’re giving you a sign of submission as they pad over to you. The canine stands a good five feet tall at the shoulder, far bigger than any wolf you’ve ever heard about, but the way they show their submission would suggest they mean no harm – They probably just smelled your food and want a handout! You giggle at this thought and decide to oblige them.
Reaching into your cooler, you grab a large raw steak and offer it to the canine, whose ears perk in clear interest as they step close and sniff the meat, before opening their mouth nice and wide for you! You take a moment to appreciate the wolf’s maw, looking at their wet tongue covered in bumpy papillae and the rough hard palate and softer velum, leading back to their rippling gullet! Being a wild wolf, they don’t have a uvula; just a straight shot past their tongue, through their pharynx, and into their esophagus!
You gently place the steak in their mouth, and they chomp it happily, using their paws to hold it while they bite it into smaller chunks that readily get swallowed down. It doesn’t take long for the large canine to finish their treat, and they turn their attention to you now!
You’re taken by surprise as the wolf steps close and presses their muzzle against you, giving you some licks along your face, then forcing their tongue into your mouth in a canine greeting! You sputter a bit as your mouth is filled with slimy wolf tongue, but they’re too strong to resist – Besides, with a lupine this size, you’re best off staying on their good side and just letting them do as they wish!
They step over you and press their tongue deeper into your mouth, damn near licking into your throat at this point! They turn their head to the side and part their jaws, and you’re treated to a dimly lit view inside their canine mouth as they continue to tongue-kiss you, the sight making you shiver as you can see just how wide their mouth can open! You make a half-hearted attempt to push them off of you, but they remain steady, insistently licking your mouth to their heart’s content.
Only after another minute or so of this do they finally lift, letting you cough to clear your mouth of wolf drool – It surprisingly doesn’t taste nearly as bad as you’d have thought, but it’s still not exactly something you want in your mouth; you don’t know where they’ve been licking, after all! You stumble to your feet and rinse your mouth with some water, but you can’t bring yourself to be upset with the canine – They were just doing what comes naturally to them!
You give them a pet on their fluffy head, getting you a friendly nuzzle to your midsection in return before you decide to retire to your tent for the night. You put out your fire and turn the coals, then head into your tent, slipping off your clothes so you can change into your comfy sleepwear. But before you can put them on, you hear a sniffing at the entrance to your tent – The wolf is poking their head in to watch you!
Unlike earlier, where you were somewhat friendly to the creature, now you can’t help but feel a tinge of anxiety; fully naked in front of the massive canine and no way to escape them. They seem to notice this too, and they press forward, taking a step into your tent, then another, leaning down to sniff your exposed belly! You bite your lip a bit as they take in your scent, before their tongue flops out, the wolf dragging it along your stomach, making you giggle to yourself – Those papillae tickle!
The wolf continues their licks, going up to your chest for a bit, then down your body – Past your midsection and waist, then down your legs, before once again tickling you by licking your feet! You laugh, even as the wolf places their paws on your legs to keep you from kicking. Even when you feel your feet being surrounded by humid warmth. Even when you feel some gentle nibbles on your ankles. The wolf keeps licking the soles of your feet, keeping you from noticing what they’re doing, and it’s only when the licks stop, and you have a second to catch your breath, that you realize your feet are within the lupine’s mouth, and just as the revelation hits you, the canine swallows, pulling both your feet into their esophagus in one smooth motion!
You tense up as the wolf continues to swallow, taking in your shins and then your knees in just a few gulps, and by the time you’ve come to your senses, they’re already halfway up your thighs, giving you no leverage to pull yourself free! It doesn’t stop you from trying to wriggle your way back up, but the lupine’s esophagus is just too powerful for you. You watch in terrified amazement as their mouth opens wider than you’d thought possible, the canine pushing forward and swallowing to take your waist into their mouth, tonguing over you here before gulping again! You shudder as you realize you’re literally being wolfed down!
The slimy warmth of the canine’s esophagus surrounds your lower half, and another swallow later, you feel your feet pressing against a tight ring of muscle that readily gives way to allow you deeper. You shudder again, realizing your feet have entered the wolf’s stomach, and they show no signs of slowing you down as they scarf your belly and then your chest. You feel your legs curling up inside the fleshy chamber, and the canine gently growls in excitement as they lift their head, picking you up from the ground. They jerk their head upwards while taking shallow swallows, working you deeper into their mouth, and you watch as the view of your tent becomes framed with lupine teeth and mouth, your head secure within their maw. They take a moment to lick your face, even pushing their tongue into your mouth again, before taking first a little swallow to bring your head into their pharynx, then a big gulp to take you into their esophagus! They slurp your arms as you try to grab onto… Anything, but you find nothing to grip as they take one final swallow, sending you all the way down into their stomach!
You’re made to curl up tightly deep within the lupine, the squishing of stomach walls kneading against you. You feel something semi-solid against your body, and you realize it’s the steak you fed them earlier! You attempt to escape through the sphincter you came through, but it’s already sealed tightly shut again – You can’t even spread it with a single finger. This stomach fully intends to keep you secure inside, aiming to digest you.
You feel the canine taking a few steps, no doubt back out of your tent, before letting out a loud howl, proud of their catch. Your fleshy prison sways as they walk somewhere, though you can’t really focus on it as you feel the fluids beginning to pool and the muscles working more firmly against you. You struggle, squirming and wiggling, calling out to the wolf, but they pay you absolutely no mind as they go about their business; you’re nothing more than food to them, and food is only meant to digest. You know you’re not exactly going to reason or bargain with the feral lupine, and as your more physical attempts at persuasion yield you no results either, you just settle in, trapped within the belly of the wolf, doomed to melt away into sustenance for the creature.
The firm kneading of the rubbery stomach walls, along with the warmth within the chamber and the thinning air, all compound to make you feel rather tired. You can feel your body beginning to soften, losing cohesion as the warm tingle courses through you, and you know you’re starting to digest. It's not painful, surprisingly; just a tingly sensation similar to being sat close to a fire, but you know what that tingle means for you here and now. You weakly struggle once more, getting absolutely nowhere with it, before you just sigh and give up. The wolf claimed you fair and square, after all; you belong to them now, and there’s no point trying to fight your fate. Even if someone tried to come to your rescue now, your body has become so soft at this point that you doubt there would be enough of you left to rescue by the time they get to you.
You close your eyes as the sounds around you fade out, leaving you to fall still within the canine’s stomach, accepting your place as their food, and taking at least some comfort knowing you’ve made the wolf happy tonight. Your last thought is how nice the canine will look with a nicely padded tummy – One you’re about to give them.
