It's been quite a nice day for Soft the Fox – His birthday today brought him plenty of cheer and attention from his friends, and as afternoon turns to evening, the vulpine finds himself relaxing on a bench in the park. After the excitement of the day, it's nice to be able to enjoy some peace, and after a quick sniff test confirms there's nobody else around to pose a hazard, he decides to shrink himself to an inch tall, before climbing onto the back of the bench, just to enjoy the different perspective without needing to worry for his safety.
He's free to relax for a while, but after about ten minutes or so, the fox catches an unusual scent in the air – Strawberries! The notion of an extra treat is certainly enticing, and his mouth begins to water, before he realizes something – The fruits are completely out of season right now! Yet another few deep inhales through his sensitive canine nose suggest there indeed are some around…
Before he can mull over it for too long, a dark-furred feline with light stripes quietly strolls along the trail. He pauses in front of the bench, looking up and down the path, before sitting gently down on the seat. The cat doesn't seem to notice the fox as he yawns and stretches out, barely missing Soft with his arm as he does so!
The tiny vulpine speaks up. "Hey, please be careful!"
Startled, the feline turns his head, looking all around, asking "Huh?" before he spots the small canine looking shyly at him. "Oh! I'm sorry; I didn't realize the bench was occupied…" Trailing off, the cat's brilliant purple eyes narrow, before they widen again. "Hang on… I know you; you're Softy!"
Being recognized like this quells the fox's initial wariness, and he responds with an eager nod of his head. "Yeah, that's me! It's nice to meet you!"
The cat chuckles, returning the smile with a much more subdued but no less warm expression. "Heh, that's cool! I'm Lysergia, or Ly for short – It's nice to meet you as well!" He tilts his head softly to the side, adding "I saw you had posted it – Happy birthday, by the way! I wasn't expecting to come across you today, or else I'd have brought you something…"
Soft giggles at the offer. "Awh, that's okay! I appreciate the well-wishes, Ly!" Smiling, he then sniffs the air, before tilting his own head and asking "You don't happen to have strawberries on you, do you? I'm smelling them somewhere nearby and it's making me hungry…"
Ly chuckles again, shaking his head softly. "Ah – No, that's my natural scent; I smell just like them for some reason. Taste like them too, for that matter." He shrugs. "I don't question it; I just live with it." Smirking, he adds "Heh, if we were each others' sizes, I'd let you try for yourself… I know you've said online you enjoy that sort of theme… And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't into it myself…"
The fox had been nodding along with the feline's explanation, giggling when Ly mentioned the notion of letting him have a taste test had they been at a more convenient size to explore such a thing, but before Soft replies, he suddenly gets an idea, instead asking quietly "I mean… Are you only a prey? Because, ahem… If not, then I might have an idea for a present you could give me after all…"
Catching on, the feline nods his head softly. "I do admittedly have a lean towards being eaten, myself, but… I can make an exception for you for your special day." He smiles. "Sometimes I keep my friends safe inside me; I'd be more than happy to have you in my tummy, hehe… Don't worry, I'll keep my metabolism off so you'll be safe in there."
A quiet chuckle escapes Soft as he comments "I mean, you don't necessarily have to keep it safe for my sake… But I do appreciate the thought all the same. I can tell you're a gentle pred."
Ly smiles, and rather than speaking further, he leans his head to the fox's level and opens his mouth widely.
Soft is treated to the sight of the feline's maw on full display. Sharp, predatory teeth frame his mouth, and though he reasons they're never used on anything alive, it's still very much an imposing sight that makes him shiver even with the knowledge of the cat's gentle nature. Beyond that, though, it's a very unique sight – Wet, soft flesh pulses faintly, colored deep indigo! The large tongue's bumpy papillae are far softer than the fox expected of a feline; the surface seems only faintly rougher than his own!
Squinting, he makes out the contours of the ridged palate above, and the softer velum further back, but his attention is drawn toward the pharynx at the rear – Or more specifically, the dangling uvula just in front of it! Swaying softly with every breath he takes, its back-and-forth swing is almost hypnotic, drawing Soft forwards towards the cat's mouth.
Noticing this, Ly lets his tongue out over his teeth, providing a safe entry for the fox, and he focuses on keeping himself steady as he feels those tiny paws on the wet muscle, ensuring nothing would disturb him as he steps along the bumpy surface at his own pace.
Passing those pointed teeth, Soft feels the warm humidity within Ly's mouth, the gentle wind blowing towards the throat with each inhale and away with each exhale. He watches the gullet open with every breath, but these details are only small distractions – He's focused on his target, and he makes his way steadily towards that uvula. The steady swaying entices him closer, and once it's within reach, the fox wraps his arms around the fleshy bulb and pulls it close to himself.
Ly's eyes widen in surprise as he feels the squeeze to his uvula, but thankfully, his lack of a gag reflex means the only thing he feels is a tickly sensation as the fox squeezes and rubs the dangling flesh!
Soft shivers, indulging himself as he loves on his favorite part of a maw, his paws stroking the narrow stem and bulbous bottom. There's just something about that particular piece of anatomy that makes him happy – And as the cat seems happy to let him have his fun, he grins and does just that! Growing bolder, he nuzzles his cheek against the wet flesh, tickling it with his whiskers and eliciting a giggle from the feline, before he gives it a gentle kiss followed by a few licks. The vulpine's eyes widen as he finds the feline indeed tastes just like those sweet strawberries, and unable to help himself, he opens his own mouth to bring the bulb of the uvula inside, gently sucking on it like a fleshy lollipop!
The remarkably unusual sensations make the feline shiver on reflex, but once the initial strangeness passes, he finds it feels amazing, and his eyes close softly as a rumbling purr builds in his chest, content to let the fox have as much fun as he likes.
A few more sucks and licks later, Soft lets the bulb out of his mouth and swallows the strawberry-flavored saliva, now just gently rubbing with his paws once more. He can't help himself when he's given free rein to enjoy a uvula, but he decides he's had his fill for now. He giggles and tells the feline "Mmh, what a lovely birthday treat; thank you! I think I'm ready to head deeper now."
Ly smiles, cautiously replying "Sure thing, Softy!" before angling his head back, letting the tiny fox slip off the back of his tongue and into his pharynx, his paws squishing into the top of his gullet. With a single glllp, the flesh ripples, dropping the vulpine down into the snug grip of his esophagus, and another swallow starts a wave of peristalsis, squishing him along the muscular tunnel.
Soft shivers excitedly again as he's guided along by the rolling contraction of muscles, and he imagines the bulge he must be making in the cat's neck – The gentle press from in front of him suggests Ly is tracing said bulge with his finger! Descending further, Soft feels the steady vibration of the feline's purrs all around him, backed by the steady thumping of his heartbeat and the gentle whooshing of air rushing in and out of his lungs, providing quite a surprisingly relaxing ambiance as he's brought further into the cat's body.
After some amount of time – He can't tell if it's been a full minute or merely a few seconds – Soft feels a tightness at his paws that holds steady for a moment before giving way, letting him slip past the esophageal sphincter and drop into the waiting stomach. He lands with a soft splat on the springy walls along the bottom, and once he gathers his bearings, he giggles, surrounded by the indigo flesh within the cat's belly. Despite the lack of a light source, he's still able to see just fine, and he decides not to question it as he takes in the sight of the chamber he's within.
The folded rugae shift idly, not trying to digest him but merely contracting in slow waves of muscle. There's not a lot to note; the stomach is relatively empty aside from him – All he finds is a shallow pool of slick fluids that feel much more like swallowed saliva than anything potentially harmful. Up above, he spots the sphincter through which he came, and at the far end, the chamber narrows a little before ending with another sphincter that leads further on. Both exits are tightly sealed right now – And quite frankly, Soft is more than content to just stay here for now, in the relaxing comfort of a cozy, gentle pred.
The fox feels gentle movements, and he reasons the cat is likely heading somewhere for the night. The gentle swaying, combined with everything that's happened, brings the vulpine's exhaustion to its limit, and with a yawn, he closes his eyes with a smile on his muzzle, deciding to rest for a while…
"Hey, Softy… You awake?"
Roused from his short nap, the tiny canine blinks his eyes, then speaks up with a chuckle. "Well, I am now – What's up?"
Ly giggles. "Sorry, heh; I just didn't want to surprise you – I'm home, and I got a treat for you while you're in there!"
There's a distant, strong gulp, and a few seconds later, the esophageal sphincter squishes open – A large, red strawberry drops into the chamber, slick but whole!
"Ooh, cool! Thank you!" Soft calls out, eagerly taking a bite of the him-sized fruit, munching delightfully on the sweet treat.
Ly chuckles, patting his belly. "Sure thing – Happy birthday, Soft!"
