-Setup to the story-
Tina, a twelve year old raccoon girl, heard something in school today, about something called "vore". She'd never heard of it before, and it intrigued her. When she got home, she asked her mother about it. Her mom gasped, sighed, then sat Tina down, to have "the vore talk" with her. At length, her mom made her promise not to get involved with vore, to stay away from it altogether. Tina agreed, but it schocked her that her mom was so opposed to it. When they'd had "the yiff talk", and "the alcohol talk", the message was always "Wait till you're older, wait till you know you're ready." But now, with this vore thing, her mom wanted her completely out of it. Which, of course, Tina being a pubescent girl, made her want all the more to try it.
-the story begins-
"Goodnight mom."
Tina's mother flicked off the light and closed the door, entirely ready to get to her own bed. Tina waited and listened in the darkness, as her mom walked down the hall, opened her bedroom door, and closed it after herself. She waited a little while longer, making sure her mom really was in her room for the night. Hearing nothing, Tina decided it was safe. She slipped from her frilly pink and white bed, and flicked the light back on. After all the new and exciting things she'd heard today, there was no way she was going to sleep yet.
"I wonder what it would be like." she mused to herself. "Swallowing someone must feel so incredible.I wish I could try it."
Tina sat on the edge of her bed, daydreaming about it, idly swinging her legs back and forth, and rolling a stuffed animal around in her paws. "I can't just go and eat someone, Mom would find out. And I have no idea how to anyways. It must take a lot of practice to eat someone."
Lost in thought, Tina casually juggled her lion plushie around, when suddenly, she realized. With a gasp, she said to herself "Wait! That's it! I can try it out with my plushies!"
Looking along her shelf, there were rows and rows of various stuffed animals, just waiting to be devoured. "Oooooh, I wish I knew about this sooner!"
Tina looked down at the little male lion in her paws, as it looked back up at her. "Alright, looks like you'll be my first, Mr. lion." Tina closed her eys for a moment, and took a deep breath. "Alright, here goes."
She slowly lifted her lion up, letting her mouth fall and hang open. Tina stuck out her little pink tongue under the lion's head, getting her first taste, literally, of this whole vore thing. Taking a quick breath, she shoved the plushie's head right into her mouth, closing it around its neck.
The plush's fur was dry in her mouth, and at first made her cough a little. She pulled the little lion from her maw, but she was now determined to swallow it. To "vore" it. Just saying the term to herself made her giggle.
Tina let the saliva build up in her mouth for a while before trying again. She stuffed the plushie's head back into her raccoony maw, letting her drool work into and coat the lion's furry fabric. She closed her eyes as she worked her tongue over its face and head, and rolled it around between her jaws. The fabric was fully saturated now, making it slick and slippery. She suckled gently on it, pretending it was a real little lion.
She slipped the little plushie's two front paws into her mouth, alongside its head. The lion was quickly filling her mouth. She wouldn't be able to stuff any more into herself, without taking a swallow first. But she knew that when she took the first swallow, she'd pass the point of no return. She pulled in a deep breath around the lion, getting herself as reasy as she could.
Tina let her tongue down, letting the lion be able to slide back, and into her narrow pink throat. When it slid along the back of her tongue, and the back of her maw, she couldn't help but to gag a little. She tried her best to take a swallow, but she had to stop, before she accidently made herself throw up. She pulled the lion back up, but kept it in her mouth still. 'I can do this.' she thought to herself. 'I just need to go quick, before i make myself gag. After the first swallow, I bet he'll slide right down, no problem.' She tried convincing herself, but she wasn't really sure if it would work or not.
She worked the plush in her mouth for a little longer, letting herself recover from her gagging, as well as to cover more and more of the lion's body in her slick warm juices. Little by little, she stuffed more and more of the lion into her mouth, careful to not let it get past her tongue again, yet. When she had the lion's chest soaked as well, she decided she was ready to try again.
Tina closed her eyes, and stuffed the little plush in hard, forcing herself to take it deep into her mouth. His little paws dove down over her tongue first, quickly followed by his head. He was pressed tight to the ring of muscle in her throat now, with no way to go any farther without her opening up, and taking a gulp. Tina gobbled it quickly, clenching her eyes tight as she took a hard swallow. The plush's upper half was pulled down into her throat, her muscles wrapping all around it, and grabbing firm hold.
She started to gag again, but she had come too far now to stop. She palmed the plush fully into her mouth, as she took another big gulp. She had hoped that the plush would have been taken down with that swallow, but its dry lower half caught in her mouth, stopping its decent. Her eyes bulged as she started to panic. The toy was lodged deep in her throat now, caught halfway between swallowed and not. Tina hurriedly stuffed her fingers in her mouth after the lion, poking and shoving him roughly downwards. With a few more frenzied and panicked gulps, the plush's back paws finally plunged over the edge of her tongue, getting wrapped in the tight embrace of her esophagus. The last swallow sent the plush strait down, through her neck, and into her chest. Never swallowing anything so large before, it was painful, feeling the lump swell and stretch her from the inside, as it sank quickly downwards. She could feel it slide down every inch, streching her as it went.
After a just a couplke seconds, though they felt much longer, the lion was taken down fully, emptying into Tina's stomach. It was over. She did it.
Tina sat back on the edge of her bed, wide eyed and panting. "I.... I really did it.....I..... I swallowed it."
She stared down at her furry white belly, still somewhat unbelieving that she really went through with it. She couldn't she a bulge in her belly like she'd hoped, but she could distinctly feel it, when she felt and pressed her paw to it. She sat for long minutes, just smiling to herself, and feeling the poor little creature within her belly. To say she was thrilled, would be a terrible understatement. She'd never done anything before to make herself feel this way. She would never be able to even describe it.
After about a half hour of just laying back, rubbing her stomach, not wanting to do anything else, Tina came to a realization. "Wait..... How am I gonna get him back out?"
