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?The hunt. The concept of the hunt flowed through the blood of every creature living in this vast, dark forest. The primal feeling, the blood pumping and heart throbbing as the relationship between predator and prey was enacted over and over again...it was truly nature at its finest, its most stripped down, its most visceral. And, oh, the wolf, a true representative of the concept of the hunt. An apex predator, hunting not only for sustenance, but to maintain the balance of the very ecosystem it lived in...being a predator was no easy task, after all. One had to have grace, dignity, tact, and most of all, stealth -

"I'm HUUUUNNGGrryyy... " Dr. Discord wailed as he trotted through the forest, the bespectacled little mutt hearing and feeling his stomach growl with impatience as he set about on his little hunt. Subtlety was...not one of Dr. Discord's strong suits, to put it lightly, but this wasn't the first time he had been hunting before! He usually got away with being a bit louder and less stealthy due to his small stature, but it seemed like today, even that was not enough to net him an easy meal. No, it felt like he had been walking through this forest for hours with nothing to show for it, almost as if he was going in circles...

It would be difficult as time went on to continue hunting with less and less energy. He needed something in his belly, and now! He had been tracking the scent of a prey animal for a while already, but he was worried that he had lost the scent or said animal had gotten the hint and scurried off somewhere. Another brush clearing, another tree that Discord passed that looked exactly like the last one...until, he did spot something.

Up until now, Discord had been expecting the creature he was on the trail of to be some sort of bird or rodent or something like that. But what he ended up seeing was something that didn't even look like it belonged in a forest! Small, dog like, but with purple fur and cyan accents, as well as a rather long, fluffy tail, this creature looked completely out of place and quite frankly like it was lost! To Discord, though, those colors kind of honestly...looked pretty tasty...

With his potential prey in his sight, Dr. Discord started to try to be as stealthy as he could, lowering his already small body down to the ground and trying to minimize the rustling and shaking of the bushes he had to make his way through. There were a few missteps here and there, and the pooch kept wincing and expecting the weird looking creature to scurry off, but no such thing happened. He felt not like a wolf, but more like a feline of some sort, lurking in the shadows, waiting for just the right moment to pounce...

Then, as if possessed by his nature, the dog suddenly found himself flying in the air, pouncing down onto the small, odd looking creature he had decided would be his lunch. Feeling a blow to the back, the creature let out a surprised squeak as Discord pinned the creature to the ground, smothering it under his (relative) bulk. "Gotcha!" was the only thing Dr. Discord said, keeping the muffled whimpers and squirms of his meal subdued somewhat as he went about the process of actually doing what he was planning on doing. His stomach rumbled angrily, but he wasn't about to fit his jaws over this creature's head...no, he was going for a more direct route!

With the neon creature pinned, a creature that Dr. Discord wood come to know as a fykirro, the dog set about getting in the correct position. Slowly, he crawled forward on top of the fykirro, making sure that his underbelly was right on top of the creature's head before he started to really get to work. His plan? Well, he was going to shove this little furry thing right into his belly button...the most direct route that the dog could possibly think of! His angry belly would be satisfied in no time.

He started off by putting more pressure on this creature's head. His body wasn't receptive at first, but with enough finagling, Dr. Discord felt his belly button slowly start to stretch over the fykirro's head, noisily slurping and sliding over the creature and quite literally shoving him right into Discord's impatient guts! This was something the dog had been wanting to try for a while, so it was perfect that this little neon snack had come along and happened to be the perfect size.

The fykirro was still quite confused and surprised by this whole situation. His name was Chyson, and he was already lost quite deep in this forest...now he had this creature he couldn't even see swallowing up his head with something!? He whimpered and whined and tried to squirm, but his already limited vision gradually grew dark as Dr. Discord's belly button slid over his forehead and eyes. There were all sorts of fluids dribbling down onto his head, warm and wet and thick! He couldn't tell if they were stomach juices or saliva or something in between, but what they were was lubricating his voyage into the dog's belly...

*shGLORP*

And, with one deft motion, the entirety of Chyson's head slipped right inside Dr. Discord's navel! The dog groaned as it all happened so fast, his belly filling up considerably as Chyson's whole head was now filling out his stomach chamber. With the fykirro's head and shoulders now fit snug inside, it would be a lot easier for Dr. Discord to fit the rest of the strange creature in his belly. The dog was still in a bit of an awkward position, on top of Chyson's shoulders with part of the creature inside of him...but, eventually, after a bit more finagling and wiggling from the dog, he was able to flop back on his butt and start to get to work on slurping up the rest of his surprisingly filling meal...

While Discord was going about devouring his meal, Chyson was trying to pull himself out! This was definitely a stomach, complete with the acids and stench and tight walls...they constantly pressed and rubbed and undulated over the fykirro as he was slurped inside, thankfully having a bit more room for his lower half to squirm and kick about and attempt to escape this dog's belly! Despite an initial feeling like he was gonna get out, Dr. Discord quickly regained control, reaching forward and quite literally shoving Chyson inside of him, panting as his gut continued to grow and fill in all sorts of wonderful ways...and he still had a good third of the fykirro to go! It was mostly Chyson's legs, rear, and floofy tail that were left; a lot easier to get down than the fykirro's head and chest.

Discord opted to start rubbing over his gut now, not feeling the need to shove and push Chyson anymore considering his belly button had such a solid grasp on the creature. He could start to feel Chyson's kicks more on the inside of him rather than on the outside...gosh, what an interesting feeling! It made him shudder every now and then as he rubbed over his swollen stomach, content with his meal but knowing that there was still quite a bit of the fykirro to finish off. His navel continued to make all sorts of wet slurping and shlorping sounds as it worked down his meal, Chyson's hind legs disappearing inside Discord's belly button, leaving only his rear and tail left for the dog to gobble up. Discord was already thinking about how nice it would be to rest and digest this big meal away...

Not much had changed for Chyson, except for Discord's stomach getting tighter and tighter as more of him was crammed inside this dark, wet, noisy chamber. It was already pushing and shoving against him even more, the entrance to the stomach squeezing over Chyson's body and trying to shove the rest of the fykirro inside of Discord. There was already quite a bit of digestive action going on in here, from the sticky slime oozing out of the stomach walls to the constant churning and moving of the belly around him. The stomach was really intent on massaging all of this stuff into Chyson's fur and body, and it was doing a pretty good job of it as well. Already, the fykirro could feel his body starting to tingle and go a little bit numb in the places that had been inside of the dog's belly for the longest...

With almost all of his meal tucked away, Discord flopped onto his back, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he rubbed over his swollen, gurgling tum, his navel mostly returning to its normal size minus the tip of Chyson's tail sticking out of the end of it. The feeling of a full belly was absolutely divine, and Discord could already sense that he was starting to feel a little bit tired and tuckered out from the thrill of the hunt. This was a pretty secluded area of the forest, so he just lay back and just watched as his navel noisily slurped up the last of his meal's tail, the squirming and struggling in his stomach slowly tapering off now that there was much less room for Chyson to move around inside. The dog's eyelids were already starting to get heavy, drowsiness was starting to come on, and it seemed like a nap was in order for the successful predator...

The chamber around Chyson started to vibrate and rumble even more as Discord started to snore noisily. That was a pretty obvious sign that the dog had passed out. Now that Discord's body didn't have to put so much energy into...well, being awake, it could use all that energy on churning and melting away the meal that was basting inside his belly! Unfortunately for Chyson, that was him, and he could already feel the environment around him becoming a lot more active now that Discord was asleep. The walls pressed and squeezed against him from all sides, working those tingling, slimy fluids deeper into his fur and skin. He was starting to feel pretty tired as well, his body worn out from the struggling and the intense massage Discord's guts were giving him...it almost felt like, like he wasn't all there or something, like this was just a bad dream. Maybe...maybe drifting off to sleep wouldn't be such a bad idea...

The chirping of birds and the wind blowing through the trees awoke Discord from his food coma some time later. The dog looked down to his stomach sleepily, his meal having been mostly digested away now, leaving a healthy layer of soft pudge over his midsection and a grumbling, rumbling chamber of a tummy, most likely still working on the last of the big meal that the dog had earlier...while still wanting more! "Ugh, hungry again...?" the dog said out loud, wiping the sleep from his eyes before slowly rolling over onto his belly, getting up on his feet and feeling his new fat jiggling and swaying back and forth as he walked. He looked like quite the healthy pup now! Goodness, that little creature was quite the fattening meal...Dr. Discord wasn't complaining, though; in fact, he was starting to think about maybe trying to find another one of those neon things for a second course...