Foxbear Vore

Foxbear Vore

Prolog: On a cold August morning in the middle of a football stadium lay Trenton Foxbear (me), his normally huge gut spread out against the ground, licking his paws happily. He had just vored an ENTIRE football stadium (and them some) worth of insanely obese football fans. Now, since I don’t wanna get sued or sent to jail or anything I just wanna clarify some stuff. First off, I RARELY vore, only on small occasions such as when I’m really (and I mean REALLY pissed off) or when I go on a hunt with my good buddy Leo, who is also in this story. Alright, now that that’s over with let me tell you how this whole thing started.

Chapter 1

Now this whole thing started at Leo’s house. Leo would often invite Trent to come over to hang out and chat. Due to the fact that Leo’s mom and dad were multi-millionaires the house was stoked with all kinds of food, and also due to the fact that Leo’s family have been naturally voring all manner of creatures since the time of cavemen the house was also stocked with fat, juicy humans! Leo would often snack on 3 at a time, and like a good houseguest, Trent would join in. At first it felt weird, but then it felt totally natural, like eating a chicken. Soon when he came over he would deny food all together and instead choose only humans! Pretty soon he noticed his change in “food preference” he went to Leo for help.

Chapter 2

“So, what’s up buddy?” Leo asked Trent as they watched the Sumo channel. “I’ve got this weird thing goin on inside me buddy...” “Like what?” Leo asked, interested “well...its with all this voring I’ve been doing...I just feel hungry for a human...all the time! I just can’t make it go away..” Leo smiled and patted his friends big gut. “What you need, my friend, is to go on a hunt.” “A hunt?” “Yup, and I’ve got the perfect place for you.” Leo took out a map and pointed to the football stadium with his fat paw. “There’s a big game over at the stadium tomorrow, I can arrainge a little extra food to be brought there” Leo said with a smile.  Trent nodded, the thought of all those fat morsels of food made him drool like crazy.

Chapter 3

So its now halftime, time for Trent to start his hunt. Leo had sent in extra shipments of hot dogs and hamburgers and bribed the officials to order that every single one of them be eaten by the audience. At the Half, Trent could see that they had done a good job, every single spectator was full to bursting and the vore-hunger was kicking in. “Leo...how should I do this?? Stealthy?” Leo smiled “nah, just run in their and start eatin, your body will know what to do.” Leo reached into his flabby fat belly and pulled out a large bottle of BBQ sauce “it adds flavor” he said with a chuckle as he handed it to Trent, and with that, Trent made his way inside.

Chapter 4

Once inside Trent’s vore-hunger was at its peak, so he grabbed one of the spectators and chomped down on him and chugged some BBQ sauce. Trent murred as that hypnotic taste reached his tastebud’s and he continued this many times over. Soon it became rythmic in his mind, grab, eat, drink, repeat. Soon after hours of the sounds of muffled yelps and his belly growing Trent sat on the stadium, almost 3 pounds away from immobility! Trent smiled and rubbed his gut lazily as he made his way to Leo’s and knocked on the door. Leo poked his head out and smiled “Have fun, big guy?” Trent let out a thunderous belch and nodded and waddled inside.

The End