Hit it back

Why dodge it, when you can hit it back? Slab thought.

She got up on her feet and got ready to kick back the massive wooden barrel that the Husky guard was ready to throw at her. Seeing her confidence, the Husky made sure to use all his strength when throwing the barrel towards her. It flew through the air with high velocity, too fast for the raccoon girl to comprehend. She just jumped and kicked, hoping that she'll actually manage to hit it back.

But alas, she timed it wrong and the barrel hit her like a truck right in the chest, making her fly backwards and hit the stone wall of the dungeon, while the wooden barrel broke into multiple pieces over her. Slab fell down in immense pain in her chest, leg and other various parts of her body that included her head as well.

„You aren't an escapee, you're not dressed like one.” The young Husky said, approaching the collapse raccoon who was struggling to move the piece of wood off her body. „Guess I have to deal with you another way.” The Husky continued, kicking off the bits of broken barrel off Slab, though not to help her get back on her feet.

The Husky kneeled forward, grabbing Slab by the throat and pulling her up. One of her legs, the one that she used to kick was in immense pain, and she couldn't use it to stand straight. Though that wasn't the Husky's intention, once she was almost standing, he opened his mouth as wide as he could, letting her stare for a few seconds so she could process what was about to happen. Then with the same hand that was holding her neck, he pushed her head between his jaws, then started to swallow with wet gulps. Slab began to struggle and fight against the Husky intention, though her body was immensely weakened, she wasn't able to resist.

The Young Husky shoved her head down his throat, forming a pretty big bulge on his neck, as he grabbed her shoulders and raised her up, then continued in swallowing her whole. With wet, loud gulps he managed to take her shoulders past his white fangs and down his throat, Slab's head getting closer to his awaiting stomach. He had a little difficulty trying to shove her massive bosom into his smaller mouth, but eventually he managed to squeeze them inside and continue on her chest. Her breasts made an even bigger bulge on his neck, as her head was on the verge of entering his stomach. It came time for her massive rear, the Husky used both his hands to try and squeeze her fat buns together enough to fit, while her legs kicked the air frantically without help. Almost five minutes of trying later, her fat rear bitten down by his sharps fangs and sent down his throat, alongside her chubby legs that proved no difficulty.

The brand new, silver armour that the Husky wore snapped apart as his belly had grown a massive bulge containing the defeated raccoon. Slab was squished inside, forced in a fatal position that she couldn't move out of, curled up together like a massive ball. Immense wet, wetness and loud groans of gurgles surrounded her, telling her about her new permanent home.

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The Husky, who was quite inexperienced with this sort of getting rid of intruders, could barely stand on his feet due to how heavy his bloated gut made him feel. He tried to remain compliant, trying to pull his broken piece of chest plate back where it belonged, but with how big his stomach had gotten, it was dimmed impossible. Angrily, he took off his chest plate and threw it to the ground, letting his naked white chest and very rounded stomach to remain exposed.

He tried to walk, however his feet were already twitching under him, unable to keep up with massive weight. With an annoyed groan, he let himself fall to the ground on his butt, with his back against the wall and hands on his bulging belly. With a few readjustments, he managed to sit down on the cold floor of the dungeon comfortably and grab his book. While inside his belly his prisoner struggled to remain awake and safe from the digestive acid pouring in, he began to read again. At first out loud, like he was trying to educate the poor melting raccoon about structure infrastructure, but after he saw her outline disappear and gut to soften, he kept it to himself, and let what remained of the raccoon peacefully get processed.

Strangely, the young Husky didn't need much light to continue reading, he had gotten used to spending countless hours in the dungeon doing nothing, so he learned to bring books from the library without anyone noticing, and read them with the help of the moonlight. Though, he wasn't an expert eater, and the book he continued to read took all his attention, he became completely obvious to his shrinking, softening belly and the very loud groans made by it. Only when he fully finished the book, he had noticed that his belly had returned to almost his original size, with only a small lump of fat remaining stuck to it.

The sun also began to shine through the small bars of the dungeon, telling him that his time in the dungeon had come to a close. He got up and got ready to leave, only to notice that two things weren't as they should be. One, his keys were gone, he had forgotten to take them off the raccoon before eating her, and now they were probably in his bowels mixed with poo. And two, as his chest gained a small layer of fat, his posterior had gotten way more, to the point that not even his silver leggings could remain on him for much longer, and they snapped apart the moment he took a step. The last bit of metal covering his body fell to the ground, as his very fattened naked butt got exposed. He wasn't the kind of person to wear anything under their armour.

The young Husky stared completely mesmerized at his massive hips and ass. His hands were big enough to cup his new assets, they weren't big enough to cup even half of it. Though he felt was soft and wobbly they were whenever he tried to move. He was one to follow rules to a t, but he was quite unsure whether adding such a plump meal to his behind was such a good idea. Especially now since he doubts he could find any kind of leggings that would fit his massive ass cheeks. Annoyed by how much the raccoon girl decided to stick around, the young Husky guard went to talk with the other guard to let him borrow his keys, all while his wobbling assets kept slapping against each other with each single step.