You licked your lips involuntarily as you stared at Travis from the bushes. Even though your rational mind insisted it was wrong, every inch of your new body was telling you that it was only natural for wolves to prey upon the weak. Besides, it can’t be considered cannibalism — you’re not human anymore! You’re something different, now. Something more powerful. Something higher on the food chain. Indeed, it would only be the natural way of things for you to just gobble him up. Survival of the fittest; he obviously wasn’t fit enough to survive on his own in the wilderness, so he could at least make himself useful as a tasty treat for an actual, competent survivalist. Indeed, thinking of all the things he’s done to poor Jordan, this was just karma, right? You’ve wanted to get rid of the annoying brat all Halloween… and now you finally had the perfect opportunity.
Your body seemed to move on its own accord, as your instincts led you to assume the perfect position to pounce. You had abandoned all planning or higher thinking, instead relying solely on your wits. You could feel tension rising in your chest as the time to pounce approached, your animal instincts predicting his every movement with almost supernatural clairvoyance. Eventually, he was in range for a pounce, and turned away from you, pointing his flashlight idly into the distance. Your body screamed at you that the perfect time to act was now. There was no turning back at this point… so, with a terrifying growl, you let your muscular hind legs propel you through the air, as you leaped towards him!
He turned around far too late; he only caught a moment’s glimpse of your huge form as you flew towards him, before he found himself pinned to the ground. He froze up like a deer in headlights as you pinned his shoulders against the ground with your powerful paws, staring at the creature on top of him in a mix of awe and terror. He was too shocked to even scream. “W-what are-” He was about to ask, but was interrupted when you sent your long, canine tongue gliding over his face, getting a feel for a human’s flavor. While Travis coughed, his face now covered in saliva, an idea occurs to you. You originally expected to be devouring your meal… messily, but after hearing your belly gurgle once again, your instincts give you another idea. Maybe… you could really fill your belly, after all. Your maw was huge, after all, and you were like twice his size. Would such a thing even be possible? Only one way to find out…
You lick over his face for a while, savoring the unexpected flavor of human, and for a moment Travis believed that the huge wolf-creature atop him was just curious, and meant no harm. This optimist delusion ended the moment you wrapped your jaws around his face, immediately wrapping your tongue around his head, pulling it into your waiting maw. You giggled a bit, his hair unexpectedly tickling the top of your mouth, as you quickly press his forehead against the back of your maw before he could even register what was happening. By the time Travis finally called out, his voice was too muffled by your throat for anyone to possibly hear.
Your throat stretched around his wide shoulders with similar ease, as if you had been biologically designed to devour your prey in such a fashion. For you, there was nothing even remotely uncomfortable about the seemingly difficult process; in fact, it felt natural. Despite the fact that your Halloween ‘treat’ was currently squirming and struggling with all its might beneath you, you felt like you could just take your time and savor this new experience. Despite your mouth being stretched beyond all belief, you managed to smile a little. You imagined just how happy Jordan might be once he learned you got rid of one of those bullies. Sure, he seems to like them for some reason… but once you explain the situation, he’ll surely realize Travis is better belly fat then he is a friend.
Of course, if Jordan did find out what happened here, he would freak out, as anyone would. But that possibility didn’t even strike you, your new species making you so far removed from basic human empathy. You couldn’t see how anyone could possibly find fault with what you were doing, even as you were in the middle of shoving an entire, wriggling human down your esophagus like a savage beast. The only moral code you followed now was the code of the wild — and as you committed acts most humans would find abhorrent, you felt like you were ascending humanity, and becoming one with nature, your true home. Your body accepted your huge meal readily, and you knew this was what mother nature intended for you. You didn’t want to sit around savoring the moment any longer, though. You were eager beyond belief to have Travis curled up in your belly completely…
He was into his elbows, now, and his arms were pinned against his sides, leaving him to kicking futilely. You lifted him up into the air, although you remained on all fours, letting your stretchy throat wrap around him like a snake. It was surprisingly fun to slurp a whole human up like a noodle. You could still breathe just fine even with this huge obstruction in your throat, making your meal even more comfortable. That’s what this felt like to you, really; a meal, just like any other. A particularly squirmy meal, perhaps, but more than tasty enough to make up for that, and fun to eat! You almost made a game out of taking another gulp when Travis least expected it, pulling him deeper just when he thought he was making progress on his escape. Your throat was almost like a hammock for your prey, the bulge swinging back and forth beneath you as he wriggled.
Before you knew it, he up to his knees in your throat, and with a contented snort, you finally felt comfortable standing up on two feet. Standing flipped poor Travis upside down, disorienting his escape attempts; it was also a lot easier to swallow from this angle, too, as gravity assisted with his descent down your throat. These two factors considered, it wasn’t much longer before only his feet remained, wriggling on your tongue as you finally closed your sore jaws. You let him linger there, enjoying the feeling of a lively meal in your throat while it lasted, before finally leaning your head back and taking one big, final swallow. The bully that had so tormented you and your nephew quickly disappeared into your stomach completely, bulging your belly out significantly.
The second your throat was cleared, you looked down at your gut with delight, feeling almost ready to scream with excitement. It was so wonderfully big and round now, and growled with satisfaction as it was finally filled up with a meal. You could feel every move he made in there, and giggled as he wriggled around, imaging your body as a makeshift prison for your captive. You sat down, leaning against a tree as you rubbed all over your belly excitedly with your huge paws, the skin pleasantly sensitive now that it’s so stretched out. This was definitely one of the most fun and pleasant sensations you’d ever experienced. It was almost… maternal, in a morbid way.
You had crossed the moral event horizon, and realized it didn’t really feel all that bad being on the other side. It was actually kind of… exciting. Like you could do whatever you wanted, and nothing could get in your way, not even basic ethics. You had once felt so powerless in society, and now, your will was absolute. The people who used to have authority over you could now just be churned up into fat at your leisure. Your boss, your ex, your landlord… all of them were defenseless against you now. Like you said, you were the new top of the food chain, and anybody’s right to life was now up to your judgement. This is the way things were meant to be — powerful predators asserting their will over helpless prey.
Speaking of fat, you were beaming with excitement at the new layer of pudge your meal would undoubtedly bring you. Travis was pretty scrawny, so you doubt he’d add much to your figure, but surely you’ll have many more ‘meals’ like this in the future. As you sit there, you fantasize about devouring every single human in the small little neighborhood you came from, filling your belly up to the brim. Multiple whole, living people converted into nothing but fat on your new, perfect body… what a thought! In fact, why not start now? You realized that your belly wasn’t even nearly full yet. Sure, Travis made an impressive bulge in your gut, but you’re sure you could make it that bulge an order of magnitude larger until you were finally, unarguably full.
In fact… those other bullies would be the perfect candidates. They’d be much more useful as pudge, anyway, and surely Jordan would applaud you for taking care of his fake ‘friends’ so efficiently. He might even give you a nice, relaxing bellyrub while your big meal gurgled away. Indeed, even when your belly was filled with an entire human, your gluttony still made you hungry for more. You felt light-headed at the thought of having all four of them locked away in there like your prisoners, stretching your stomach to its absolute limit. Your ears perked up as you listened attentively, and sure enough, you could hear them far in the distance, all stomping loudly through the forest and yelling at eachother, making themselves far too easy to track.
Overcome by excitement for the hunt, you lean back and howl into the cool night, the full moon watching over you like a guardian angel. With its guidance, you run off towards one of the noises in the distance, ready to devour your target no matter who they turned out to be. Eventually, you recognized their voice yelling in the distance...
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