Ian offers himself to Scratch

„You know...” Ian shyly spoke. „You can... eat me if you want...” His cheeks blushed red saying those words.

The young Labrador turned shocked at him. „W-what!? Y-you want me t-to eat you!?”

„Well... I'm already 19, and I haven't eaten anybody, which would imply that somebody would soon eat me. So if I had to choose, I'd rather help somebody avoid my fate, as my last act on this weird world.” Ian's voice trembled, he couldn't believe he had to explain to the dumb Labrador why he should eat him.

„A-are you s-sure? I h-heard it's pretty painful.” Thanks for reminding the kitty, dude.

„Just eat me already!” Ian shouted, making the Labrador get off the couch, and onto his feet.

„O-okay...” Scratch slowly approached Ian, his tail had begun to wag, but also his feet to shake.

The young Labrador placed his hands on Ian's shoulders, his small claws almost tearing through his shirt. He approached his muzzle to the cat's face, before opening it as wide as he possibly could, letting his very warm, and not so nice breath, wash over the kitty. He waited just in case Ian got cold feet, and tried to get away, but he didn't, so Scratch continued. Slowly, he pulled Ian's body closer to his open maw, carefully putting Ian's chin on his drooling tongue. Then, he finally lunged forward and took Ian's entire head into his gapping muzzle, already starting to swallow it down. His yellow, furred neck began to bulge as he swallowed the cat's neck, his teeth reaching his shoulders. With a little difficulty, he managed to fit Ian's shoulders inside his maw, and he began swallowing his chest.

With his weak, shaking strength, Scratch began raising Ian's body off the couch, slowly pushing him further into his maw, so he could swallow him down easily. Even with no struggles coming from the kitty, the Labrador was still having difficulties swallowing him down. Having never done that, he was quite inexperienced, but still tried his best. Barely avoiding ****, the young Labrador had swollen Ian's entire upper body, his tender butt and limp limbs dangling outside his already tired muzzle. His belly began to grow exponentially, as Ian's head already met his boiling stomach. Using his arms, Scratch made sure that Ian's legs were together, before raising them up and letting gravity aid him. His gulps became faster and more effective, Ian's legs slid down his tight gullet until only his bare feet remained on the Labrador's tongue.

With one last determined swallow, Ian had fully disappeared inside the Labrador. His belly got so huge and heavy, that Scratch could barely stand on his feet. Struggling to walk, he took a small series of steps forward until he could finally sit back on the couch. He gasped for air, his cheeks burned red, both because of the **** effort he had put to swallow Ian, and for how weird he felt having somebody in his stomach, making his belly feel so full and stretch so much.

„Y-you okay in t-there?” The young Labrador carefully petted his swollen gut, and the outline of his friend.

„Obviously.” Ian responded sarcastically.

His entire body was squished together, curled up very tightly in the shape of a ball. Everything around him was wet, gurgling hot and pressing against him. For being the first prey the Labrador had ever swallowed, his belly was sure was good at digesting him. He had been there barely for a few seconds, and he already felt weak. His belly already began pumping digestive acid inside his tight chamber, quickly submerging his body. The Labrador's concerned voice quickly got muffled by loud gurgles and groans, deafening any other noise coming from outside. Ian was quite impressed by how fast Scratch's stomach worked, he smiled satisfied of where he ended up in, before closing his eyes and getting ready for the painful digestion.

„O-okay!” The Labrador patted his swollen belly with a half ashamed smile.

For the rest of the day, the young Labrador sat on the couch, listening to his belly loudly gurgling, looking at his extremely huge gut slowly losing Ian's outline. He didn't took his eyes off it, his tail wagged happy behind him, he was satisfied that he won't be considered a prey anymore, but he was also quite terrified by the entire process. There were no thoughts in his head besides the gurgling, slowly melting kitty inside his belly. If he hadn't offered himself, he would be the one in someone else's belly, forgotten by everyone, turned into pudge. Speaking of, he began wondering what he should tell Ian's grandmother, telling her that he ate his grandson seemed wrong, even though it was the truth, plus, he wanted it.

His gaze never left the sight of his loud belly, processing his willing prey. He carefully observed his gut soften, then slowly shrinking throughout the course of the rest of the day. He even noticed where Ian's fat had ended up, to his naked posterior, which brought a small chuckle to the Labrador, since he remembered how curious the cat was of his naked bum, now he was sticking to it.

Finally, Scratch's gut stopped gurgling so loud, his belly had just a small sample of pudge left on him, Ian digestion coming to an end. Curious, the young Labrador went to the bathroom, where he stared into a mirror to examine his new assets. Besides the small layer of fat remaining on his belly, his butt has gotten extremely fat, each cheek seemed way bigger than his own head. He placed his palm on them, felt how soft and squishy they felt, and it was all thanks to his master grandson. He slapped his butt, watching it jiggle like jelly.

The Labrador chose to keep, and show off his thick hips to the world. Deciding that no pants or underwear should hide Ian's sacrifice.

Scratch had gotten more confident in himself, with Ian jiggling on his canine butt. He slowly stopped mumbling his words, and spoke clearly, without fear. Told everyone he knew of his first meal, explaining to them that he'll never forget him, and would cherish Ian's new purpose on his hips. He didn't tell his grandmother, but that's because she never asked about him, it seemed like she truly had a horrible memory, and had completely forgotten about his grandson, unlike the young Labrador.

*End: Digested by Scratch*