It was late in April, and in a darkened house, a pair of young lads were sneaking around...
“I don’t know about this one, Jay…” The two boys were creeping quietly along the unfamiliar house on the tips of their pawpads, trying their best to remain completely unheard. Jay, the taller and chubbier of the two, took the lead. Meanwhile, Benjamin, a much leaner fox boy, lagged behind, complaining quietly. “I mean, Oscar seems like nice… and what if we get caught?”
“Ugh! You know, you weren’t complaining this much when we stole that PSP you wanted,” Jay growled over his shoulder, and Benjamin lowered his gaze, knowing the wolf had a point. Benjamin always seemed to be more hesitant when they were going after food than when they were going after electronics. The hypocrisy annoyed Jay. “Oscar will be fine. All this food belongs to her parents technically, anyway.”
“Yeah, but… this is different!” The fox insisted. “Aren’t they going to think it’s a bit of a coincidence that this happened on the exact night we were sleeping over?”
“Not if we cover our tracks! After all, would they really assume we were responsible for clearing out the ENTIRE pantry, breaking windows, turning things over, and all that?” The wolf retorted. “Nah, man. Trust me, when I’m done with this place, they’re going to assume that bear MUST’VE done it.”
Now, Oscar was never a particularly popular or charismatic boy. Not really someone these two would normally be seen hanging out with. So why would the two of them agree to a sleepover at his house? Well, it’s simple; Jay saw an opportunity.
You see, Oscar’s garbage cans keep getting raided by some crazy ‘feral’ bear man who lives in the nearby woods - a ‘feral’ being someone who’s abandoned society, and gone to live in the woods as their ancestors did. Upon hearing about this, Jay quickly came up with a way to frame him…
They accepted the invitation to Oscar’s sleepover and humored him for a while, before sneaking downstairs the moment their host was deeply asleep. There, Jay was going to seize the opportunity to eat absolutely everything he can fit in his belly!
The poor wolf’s family had been very poor throughout his childhood, and he often couldn’t afford much to eat… so, as if to make up for all that, nowadays he has a huge appetite! While Benjamin was more fond of luxury items, Jay simply used his kleptomania as an opportunity to savor all the delicious treats he never got to eat before…
Of course, this has gone to his figure over time, giving him a sizeable potbelly and thicker hips, though he doesn’t mind the extra weight. All he could think of was all the delicious treats he got to eat. He licked his lips as he stepped into the pantry.
Oscar’s parents were upper middle class, so their pantry was an entire small room, complete with a window - which made this whole plan possible. All they had to do was find some sort of way to break the window without waking everyone in the house…
After the two plan for a while, Jay decides to cover the frame of the window with chunk of his own, pillowy fluff, before pressing a pillow up against the window and starting to gently, slowly tap away at it with a nearby club. Eventually, he’s cracked a sizeable enough hole in the window for someone to conceivably fit through, all while staying as quiet as possible.
The two spend some time quietly pushing things over and breaking fragile objects, until eventually, the pantry definitely looks like some feral bear tore through here. “Oh my gosh! This looks absolutely perfect!” Jay smiled a devious grin as he looked over his work. “Now, all that’s left to do is chow down…”
Benjamin nervously stood guard while Jay moved to claim his many prizes. The cheerful wolfy boy’s tail was wagging feverishly behind him as he grabbed some nearby chocolate bars, tearing off their wrappers and leaving them on the floor. The fluff around his lips was immediately smeared with chocolate as he shoved entire chocolate bars into his jaws, his lips loudly smacking as he chomped down.
His powerful jaws and sharp fangs made short work of everything that passed his lips. In the span of just a few minutes, the boy had gobbled down a little less than a dozen chocolate bars… and his belly was still growling, begging for more! He happily obliged, skipping over all the boring canned goods, and instead grabbing a bag of potato chips!
With a giggle, he savagely tore the top of the bag off with his teeth, sending dust all over the already filthy floor. With that, he leaned his head back, slid his jaws open as wide as he possibly could… and started dumping the chips directly down his throat! With gulp after gulp, he slurped up the chips like they were water, until the entire bag had been emptied into his stomach.
His stomach was starting to fill up, but he wasn’t about to stop until everything sweet in this pantry was gurgling away. He licked hips lips as he unwrapped a sleeve of oreos, and started sliding the entire sleeve into his jaws, chomping down and swallowing whenever he felt an oreo brush up against the back of his throat. Then he did the same for the next sleeve, and another…
The m&ms suffered the same fate as the chips - gulped down as easily as water. Then he got to work swallowing the chocolate chip cookies, one by one. Benjamin waited outside, nervously, as Jay lost himself in gluttony, gulping down twinkies, donuts, pretzels, twizzlers, snickers… before washing it all down with some coca cola…
Soon, the wolf boy let out an immensly satisfied sigh as he sat on the floor, surrounded by discarded wrappers. He rubbed his hands over his big, round, fluffy belly, which was now about the size of a basketball. He giggled to himself as he shook his belly, jostling his ‘food baby’ around. He was absolutely stuffed! He almost felt like he couldn’t eat another bite.
Meanwhile, Benjamin nervously kept watch, startled by every tiny sound or creaking of the house, certain they were going to be caught at any minute. The consequences of getting busted fill his mind. Not only did they eat everything in the pantry, but they wrecked the place and broke a window, too!
Suddenly, his chest seizes up, and he holds his breath as he hears a noise from upstairs. Footsteps. Apparently, one of Oscar’s parents was awake. Did they hear the commotion? Were they heading for the stairs? The fox boy strains his ears, desperate to know for sure…
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