Voretober 2022 - KARMA

It was seeming like a pizza kind of night. Violet had been laying across her couch, watching random videos on the TV for hours. The only thing that got the purple fox to stop was feeling her stomach grumble at her. She put a paw on it and slightly pushed as she said, “Yeah, yeah...” It was hard work having such a big appetite. Luckily, the invention of pizza delivery continued to be a saving grace.

Without moving from her spot, she dug out her phone and started putting in an order for an extra large meat lover. Make that two, actually. Or... A devious thought came into her mind. It had been a while, but she was suddenly craving delivery for more malicious reasons. The drivers always added an extra fun and filling aspect to the meal. She was somewhat careful about doing it, but she wondered if the pizza places really cared. Maybe delivery was invented just to feed people like her, she mused.

As she put in the order, she could practically feel whatever poor soul was coming squirming in her gut. Spared her from needing to pay a tip, too. Now she was really hungry. It was an almost painful thirty minutes occupied by her stomach trying to eat itself before she finally heard the dinner bell. For the first time in hours she got up, licking her chops as she headed for the door.

When the door opened, Violet actually had to look down to see her delivery. It was a black sheep girl with white, curly if frazzled wool. She had small, curled horns that wouldn’t get in the way. But Violet thought they would make a good souvenir afterwards. The sheep cheerfully greeted, “Hello!” She seemed either unfazed by the size difference or very good at hiding it.

Violet just smiled back and said, “Hi.” Her driver dug out a receipt, then read it to her to confirm it. It was right, of course. Then she handed it over for her to sign and write a tip if she so desired. Violet pretended to read it over, though she was mostly looking for her name. “Lena? Is that you?”

“That’s right!”

Violet put the receipt down and looked back down at her meal. “Cute name. Do you mind if I give you your tip in cash? I just need to go get my wallet.”

Lena shook her head. “It’s no problem at all! I’ll wait right here.”

Violet started to let a smile out again, although she tried to not make it look too predatory. “Oh, please, just step inside a second! It’s cold outside. And you can just put the pizza on the side table there.” After hesitating a moment, Lena nodded. She stepped over the boundary inside and even politely shut the door behind her. “I’ll be right back,” Violet said in a playful tone.

After several seconds, she returned into Lena’s view with her shirt removed. She didn’t want it to tear for what came next. All she had on now were basic black undergarments, something that made Lena jump when she noticed. She became flustered and said, “M-Ma’am, you don’t need to repay me like that...!”

As Violet walked up to the small, bothered sheep she said, “Oh believe me, I’m not.” She seized Lena’s shoulders, opened her maw wide, and had the wind knocked out of her. She started gasping, letting go of her prey and slipping down to her knees. With great effort she managed to turn and put her back to the wall next to her, letting her look up at her assailant.

Lena was now looking much less bright-eyed. She looked down at the fox with disdain, flexing her right hand. “Violet Haig. You’ve eaten quite a few delivery drivers in your time, haven’t you? Seven this year alone.” Lena dropped her delivery bag to the ground as she walked around to stand above Violet’s feet. “Why do you do it, I wonder? Just hungry? You look like you already eat more than enough.”

Violet was struggling to grasp air, let alone why or what was even happening. The best she could muster in response was, “Fuuu-- huuuuuh-- ck... you.”

Lena scoffed. “Predators like you are all the same. You just do it for a thrill. Let me tell you, I’m afraid delivery persons were the wrong target. Do you think it’s not obvious what happened? Maybe evidence is hard to come by, but that doesn’t matter. What does matter is that eating staff hurts the companies’ bottom line. That’s why they send someone like me.” She crouched down and picked up Violet’s ankles. “I don’t do it for a thrill. I do it because it’s poetic.” Opening her own maw wide, she shoved the fox’s ankles inside.

As soon as Violet felt the sheep’s tongue on her feet she tried to kick. It was a weak one. She was still struggling to breathe without having to deal with the fact this small sheep was now trying to swallow her whole. Rather successfully and quickly, even. A loud glulp pulled her into a tight throat that should’ve been too small for the two legs that were bulging outside it. Another quick one pulled Violet in past her knees. Now her legs bound together tightly, though she could feel her feet already entering the stomach.

She needed to do something before she became food for this small herbivore. She tried to scramble into a standing position, but another powerful swallow knocked her down on her back. Another moment was wasted catching her breath. By the time she did, she could feel those flat teeth around her belly. In fact, Lena was starting to stand up so gravity could take over.

Violet was furious, more than anything. To think this little half-portion had the gall to think she could swallow someone like her. “You little bitch. You think you can eat ME?” She swiped at the sheep’s face, but her hand was easily caught as another gulp pulled her breasts in. The situation was rapidly turning desperate, but she couldn’t give up. She wrestled her hand away and then started trying to push herself out of those relentless jaws.

But she should’ve known it was a stupid move. Before she could even react, her hands slipped inside Lena’s cheeks, sealing her fate. Her head was still outside, but she couldn’t move a muscle. The last thing she tried as her vision sank behind lips was “Please,” but it was too late, and Lena wasn’t interested. Darkness followed and so did a final, loud GLURK.

Lena sighed, leaning against the wall as she felt the last of her target go down. “Who’s the bitch now,” she muttered as she wiped saliva off the side of her face. Her belly was huge, bigger than her, but it was manageable. Even as it bulged everywhere and hurled insults at her. She was able to walk over to the couch, bringing a box of pizza with her. Another perk of the job: Free pizza once she was done.

It always took an annoyingly long time for predators to shut up, but eventually she would. Or at least start making more agreeable noises such as glorp. Lena belched out some purple fur as she turned on the TV and laid back. For now, she could just relax the rest of the night away. The worst part would be burning off the fat she’d undoubtedly wake up with in the morning. But well worth it for how good it felt to churn away predators like the one stewing in her gut.