CW: Implied digestion and vore Dylan was beside himself, he had gotten separated from his group of scavengers that were meant to find food for their micro colony. This never happened before, it was a scent that the bear had caught and wanted to follow, and now, now no one was around. 1/? - ThreadSky

thewonderingcanine.bsky.social • 77 days ago

CW: Implied digestion and vore

Dylan was beside himself, he had gotten separated from his group of scavengers that were meant to find food for their micro colony. This never happened before, it was a scent that the bear had caught and wanted to follow, and now, now no one was around.

1/?

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vasyathecatso.bsky.social•77 days ago

Hufff thats a nice one, poor little bear lost and never found~

thewonderingcanine.bsky.social•77 days ago

Thank you :3

thewonderingcanine.bsky.social•77 days ago

Despite it being light out, everything felt dark and terrifying, even more so as he heard loud THROOMS coming his way.

"Oh well look at that, a little bear."

Dylan's eyes shot upwards just in time to see yellow fingers descending onto him, squeezing him as he was hoisted into the air.

2/?

thewonderingcanine.bsky.social•77 days ago

"P-please help me!" He wheezed out, watching through the fingers as the canine eyed him.

"Help you? My stomachs been growling for hours and you're just big enough to last the rest of the way home." The folf said with an eager lick of his lips, opening up his maw nice and wide.

3/?

thewonderingcanine.bsky.social•77 days ago

Dylan barely let out a squeak as he was flung through the air like a piece of popcorn. Unbrushed morning breath washed over the screaming bear and introduced him to the folf's maw before he even entered it. When he did land on the tongue, it coiled around him like a snake.

4/?

thewonderingcanine.bsky.social•77 days ago

"Mmmmmmm almost like a gummy bear." The folf mulled over, strolling across the road and heading around the block, cheeks bulging out as he tossed the micro around his mouth.

If someone dropped a marble into a washer machine, that would the closest to what Dylan felt right now. Slobber Everywhere

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thewonderingcanine.bsky.social•77 days ago

Molars and canines pressed into him, threatening to pop him like a grape, yet never puncturing anything, instead just poking at his flesh. Dylan whined and cried for help, alas never getting anything past a murr from the beast. And then a moment of reprieve, he rested on the back of the tongue.
6/?

thewonderingcanine.bsky.social•77 days ago

That moment of rest only lasted mere seconds, leaving the bear to be sent into the back of the folf's throat with a simple flick of the tongue, starting at the front of the muscle and vibrating all the way to Dylan. "Please what about my family?!" He begged throat muscles collapsing onto him.

7/?

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