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I really have to start this again. I was going to do she eats Charlotte and the sheep. So...yeah, stay tuned .\n\nMona, sister of the wolf who \"attempted\" to eat little red ridding hood and her grandmother, takes her brother's bet that she could succeed where he failed. Not as much of an eater as her brother or parents, her disposition toward it quickly changes, until finally, the wolf wins for a change", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Chapter 3 and the last I have written . I really have to start this again. I was going to do she eats Charlotte and the sheep. So...yeah, stay tuned .

Mona, sister of the wolf who "attempted" to eat little red ridding hood and her grandmother, takes her brother's bet that she could succeed where he failed. Not as much of an eater as her brother or parents, her disposition toward it quickly changes, until finally, the wolf wins for a change", "writing": "From all the time Mona had spent contemplating on what to do, Little Red Hood's figure had disappeared behind the foliage of a nearby tree. The sheep was still grazing the pasture, with no shepherd yet coming by to claim it. But she was rather out of energy from running around the woods looking for clues to Red's whereabouts. So Mona casually walked up to the Vendor, showing her fangs in a large rather sweet smile and waving a gray paw.\n\n\"Hello there,\" Mona said kindly. \n\nThe Vendor jumped in shock at the sight of a wolf showing off her fangs. \"Please, get away from me! I've done nothing to you!\"\n\n\"Whoa whoa whoa, calm down. I'm just hungry.\"\n\nThe skinny lad screamed even louder. \"Gaaaaaahhh! I'll give you anything, just please don't eat me, I have plenty of food for you.\"\n\nMona chuckled, placing a paw to her head at the Vendor's stereotypical stupidity. \"No, I don't want to eat you.\"\n\n\"Oh, r-really?\" He calmed down a bit.\n\n\"Yes really, here, I have some money,\" she pulled some coins out of her Velvet vest. \"What could I get for ten pawsels?\" Pawsels were copper coins which were the natural form of currency in the wolf community. Mona didn't expect to get much giving them to a human, but any small morsel would be tasty right now. \n\n\"Pawsels?\" Sneered the Vendor. \"What do I look like a wolf to you? I don't take no pawsels, I take shillings. If ya got none ta give then take you flea ridden business elsewhere.\"\n\nMona was shocked at the Vendor's sudden rudeness. \"Hey now, there's no need for that kind of talk. I was told pawsels were accepted by animals and humans alike.\"\n\n\"Ha! Where do ya think ya are, in the city? This is a forest, there are no equal boundaries here, you smelly mutts haven't even contributed anything to human society. Infact, your lucky we even allow you to live in our towns.\"\n\n\"Now that's ignorant, we wolves have contributed plenty. There are many accomplished wolf scholars, writers, and artists in the western countryside. And we have worked hard to get there.\" Mona grabbed the Vendors food cart. \"Now you are going to accept my pawsels for some meat. Because I got a challenge to complete and I wont let you slow me down.\"\n\nThe vendor tugged his cart back. \"Bullocks to your challenge. You could starve ta death for all that I care, I aint takin' no stinkin' pawsels!\"\n\nMona pulled back. \"Yes you are!\"\n\n\"No I'm not!\"\n\nIt was a veritable tug of war, with Mona being the stronger being. She didn't even try very hard to wrench the cart away. The way the Vendor squirmed to release it from her mighty grasp was enough to make her chuckle. This only angered the Vendor more, who felt humiliated at being out muscled by a female. Especially a wolf female. \n\n\"Arrgghhh, let go of my cart you mut.\" Mona didn't listen, nor did she send back any type of insult, but there was only so much she could take. \"Grrrr, your mother was a parasite ridden half breed!\"\n\nMona gasped at the hurtful malediction he made about her beloved mother and released the cart. With all his weight leaning back on the cart, he catapulted backward and crashed straight into a tree. The force of the impact on the Vendor's ribs caused him to cough and wheeze. While holding his sides he kept his head in a steady position. From the branches of the tree a large pinecone collapsed right on top of his head. Knocking the Vendor out cold.\n\nAt the shock of the accident she committed, Mona ran right to the Vendor's side. \"Oh my goodness! I'm so terribly sorry, please, say something.\" Upon further inspection, she saw how he laid limp with his back on the tree. \"Oh my goodness, he's dead. I'm a murderer, I've slain many a creature before but only for food and never cold blood like this! Oh woe is me.\" \n\nThe wolf began to cry at her sin. Never knowing she would ever slay a human without cause. But, suddenly, she heard something with her sensitive hearing. Like magic, her marvelous canine ears picked up the sound of a heartbeat. As she placed her head at his chest she realized he was still alive. \"Oh, oh goody, I'm not a murderer anymore, haha!\" She laughed while wiping tears form her eyes with a kerchief she pulled out of her vest. But then, her stomach growled, and a strange ravenous hunger took over her. \n\nShe still hasn't eaten yet, and looking upon this unconscious man there seemed something delectable about him. To a wolf it was like a plate of cheeseburgers just sitting there, that and the delicious, mouth watering aroma of the Vendor's food cart began to seduce her hunger further. She contemplated on what to do with him. \n\nWell, the nice thing to do would be to take him to aunt Charlotte's and nurse him to health. Provided she wouldn't give me the same reaction as he did. However, he was real rude, and insulted mama. The jerk, he doesn't deserve any help from me. Pawsels are good money for any race.\n\nHer mind seemed to have been made up. Now, she continued pondering, what was the wolves technique for swallowing larger objects whole again. Stomach relaxed, head up, mouth opened as far as it can go, think filling thoughts.\n\nMona was nervous at first. She had never eaten a larger object whole before. When she was a pup her dad spoke of it one day, and Duke wouldn't stop speaking about how one day he would use the technique. Which in the future he did with Red and her grandma. When he came back with a stitched up stomach he didn't stop gloating to her of how great of a feeling it was to wolf down large objects and have them nestle safely within your burbling large, furry, belly, and how gluttonous of a feeling it was. You only wanted more and more and more.\n\n\"Alright,\" she said, taking the techniques stance. One foot paw to the front, and one to the back, stomach relax, head up, mouth opened as far as it can go, and thinking of filling thoughts. She thought of filling herself with some of her own rabbit stew. \"This could've all been avoided if you had only been nice to me and accepted my pawsels…which are not worthless.\"\n\nPicking the unconscious vendor off the floor, she opened her mouth. And like an anaconda, swallowed him whole in seconds flat with a loud glop and an added pressure to her abdomen. Mona collapsed forward with a gurgle and a squelch at her newfound weight. She rolled over on her back and pulled herself up with help from the tree. \n\n\"Whoa, that was wild,\" she said with a small paw on her no longer thin frame. Her waist as well as her stomach grew immensely from glutting down the tall Vendor. It was as if a trio of watermelons have found a home inside her. She patted her plump figure with ecstasy, never knowing how good it felt to become bigger. \n\n\"No wonder mother was so fat, she must've done this all the time.\" She gasped with fright. \"Oh no! I actually gobbled him up, what have I done.\" She grabbed her chubby figure and shook it about. \"Sir, I'm so sorry, uh, I'll get you out of there. Ooooohhh, what was the wolf's technique to regurgitate?\" \n\nMona paced around the cart, hoping now that she actually has some filling in her she would be able to think better. Though she did remember what the purging technique was, she also searched her mind for a good reason why to do it. \"Hmm, why should I get him out though. What would my fellow wolves in society think of me eating a human? Well, its like the Vendor said, this is the forest. There are no equal boundaries here.\" She patted her chubby corpulence. \"Besides, he's in a better place now.\" \n\nMona's stomach groaned further, unappeased by the meal. Her nose also sniffed the grilled meat coming from the cart and she began to salivate. Now that the vendor was in her stomach, she had free reign over the food she so kindly asked for. Mona pounced on what grilled goodies she could get her paws on. Chicken, ribs, beef, even grilled fish, all gorged down and expanding her burbling belly further. Inside boxes and crates there was even more grilled and cooked meat. Unable to keep herself from salivating she shoved it all down her gullet, her burbling belly growing in size, becoming quite swollen and sloshing about. The euphoria of feasting uncontrollably had overcome her, until all the crates were empty, and she lied on the large wooden cart massaging her bubbling and groaning corpulence. It had grown larger in size, and blocked now any view in front of her. With her small paws she gently shook her gurgling, quivering mass. Patting it further at her achievement in glutting thirty pieces of chicken, thirty pounds of ribs, twenty helpings of fish, and even twenty helpings of stuffed rabbit, all floating around in her massive gut. She gave a belch and licked the taste while giving a weak grin of pride. \n\n\"This is the life, at least he has some company now.\" She pushed her paws against her stomach, relishing a soft layer of fat. \"Still though, as full as I am I'd like to have more, I don't know why. I'm supposed to eat little red and her grandma anyway. So, why not make the best of it?\" \n\nMona struggled to sit upright, underestimating the weight of her massive swell. Over by the pasture there were now three sheep which made her further excited. Three sheep are better than one, she thought. But there was also aunt Charlotte to think about. Thankfully, she didn't hear any of the commotion and Mona still had the element of surprise. But should she bother with her, or go after the sheep. Perhaps go after the sheep then her. But the sheep were closer to her cottage. And the sign of an over gorged wolf would scare her. Mona gave her massive stomach a hearty slap, listening to the audible churning and bubbling to make her decision. \n\n \n***********************\n Chapter Options \n***********************\n Option 1: Eat the three sheep, then go for Charlotte\n Option 2: Take care of Charlotte, then go for the sheep", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "From all the time Mona had spent contemplating on what to do, Little Red Hood's figure had disappeared behind the foliage of a nearby tree. The sheep was still grazing the pasture, with no shepherd yet coming by to claim it. But she was rather out of energy from running around the woods looking for clues to Red's whereabouts. So Mona casually walked up to the Vendor, showing her fangs in a large rather sweet smile and waving a gray paw.

"Hello there," Mona said kindly.  

The Vendor jumped in shock at the sight of a wolf showing off her fangs. "Please, get away from me! I've done nothing to you!"

"Whoa whoa whoa, calm down. I'm just hungry."

The skinny lad screamed even louder. "Gaaaaaahhh! I'll give you anything, just please don't eat me, I have plenty of food for you."

Mona chuckled, placing a paw to her head at the Vendor's stereotypical stupidity. "No, I don't want to eat you."

"Oh, r-really?" He calmed down a bit.

"Yes really, here, I have some money," she pulled some coins out of her Velvet vest. "What could I get for ten pawsels?" Pawsels were copper coins which were the natural form of currency in the wolf community. Mona didn't expect to get much giving them to a human, but any small morsel would be tasty right now.

"Pawsels?" Sneered the Vendor. "What do I look like a wolf to you? I don't take no pawsels, I take shillings. If ya got none ta give then take you flea ridden business elsewhere."

Mona was shocked at the Vendor's sudden rudeness. "Hey now, there's no need for that kind of talk. I was told pawsels were accepted by animals and humans alike."

"Ha! Where do ya think ya are, in the city? This is a forest, there are no equal boundaries here, you smelly mutts haven't even contributed anything to human society. Infact, your lucky we even allow you to live in our towns."

"Now that's ignorant, we wolves have contributed plenty. There are many accomplished wolf scholars, writers, and artists in the western countryside. And we have worked hard to get there." Mona grabbed the Vendors food cart. "Now you are going to accept my pawsels for some meat. Because I got a challenge to complete and I wont let you slow me down."

The vendor tugged his cart back. "Bullocks to your challenge. You could starve ta death for all that I care, I aint takin' no stinkin' pawsels!"

Mona pulled back. "Yes you are!"

"No I'm not!"

It was a veritable tug of war, with Mona being the stronger being. She didn't even try very hard to wrench the cart away. The way the Vendor squirmed to release it from her mighty grasp was enough to make her chuckle. This only angered the Vendor more, who felt humiliated at being out muscled by a female. Especially a wolf female.

"Arrgghhh, let go of my cart you mut." Mona didn't listen, nor did she send back any type of insult, but there was only so much she could take. "Grrrr, your mother was a parasite ridden half breed!"

Mona gasped at the hurtful malediction he made about her beloved mother and released the cart. With all his weight leaning back on the cart, he catapulted backward and crashed straight into a tree. The force of the impact on the Vendor's ribs caused him to cough and wheeze. While holding his sides he kept his head in a steady position. From the branches of the tree a large pinecone collapsed right on top of his head. Knocking the Vendor out cold.

At the shock of the accident she committed, Mona ran right to the Vendor's side. "Oh my goodness! I'm so terribly sorry, please, say something." Upon further inspection, she saw how he laid limp with his back on the tree. "Oh my goodness, he's dead. I'm a murderer, I've slain many a creature before but only for food and never cold blood like this! Oh woe is me."

The wolf began to cry at her sin. Never knowing she would ever slay a human without cause. But, suddenly, she heard something with her sensitive hearing. Like magic, her marvelous canine ears picked up the sound of a heartbeat. As she placed her head at his chest she realized he was still alive. "Oh, oh goody, I'm not a murderer anymore, haha!" She laughed while wiping tears form her eyes with a kerchief she pulled out of her vest. But then, her stomach growled, and a strange ravenous hunger took over her.  

She still hasn't eaten yet, and looking upon this unconscious man there seemed something delectable about him. To a wolf it was like a plate of cheeseburgers just sitting there, that and the delicious, mouth watering aroma of the Vendor's food cart began to seduce her hunger further. She contemplated on what to do with him.

Well, the nice thing to do would be to take him to aunt Charlotte's and nurse him to health. Provided she wouldn't give me the same reaction as he did. However, he was real rude, and insulted mama. The jerk, he doesn't deserve any help from me. Pawsels are good money for any race.

Her mind seemed to have been made up. Now, she continued pondering, what was the wolves technique for swallowing larger objects whole again. Stomach relaxed, head up, mouth opened as far as it can go, think filling thoughts.

Mona was nervous at first. She had never eaten a larger object whole before. When she was a pup her dad spoke of it one day, and Duke wouldn't stop speaking about how one day he would use the technique. Which in the future he did with Red and her grandma. When he came back with a stitched up stomach he didn't stop gloating to her of how great of a feeling it was to wolf down large objects and have them nestle safely within your burbling large, furry, belly, and how gluttonous of a feeling it was. You only wanted more and more and more.

"Alright," she said, taking the techniques stance. One foot paw to the front, and one to the back, stomach relax, head up, mouth opened as far as it can go, and thinking of filling thoughts. She thought of filling herself with some of her own rabbit stew. "This could've all been avoided if you had only been nice to me and accepted my pawsels…which are not worthless."

Picking the unconscious vendor off the floor, she opened her mouth. And like an anaconda, swallowed him whole in seconds flat with a loud glop and an added pressure to her abdomen. Mona collapsed forward with a gurgle and a squelch at her newfound weight. She rolled over on her back and pulled herself up with help from the tree.

"Whoa, that was wild," she said with a small paw on her no longer thin frame. Her waist as well as her stomach grew immensely from glutting down the tall Vendor. It was as if a trio of watermelons have found a home inside her. She patted her plump figure with ecstasy, never knowing how good it felt to become bigger.

"No wonder mother was so fat, she must've done this all the time." She gasped with fright. "Oh no! I actually gobbled him up, what have I done." She grabbed her chubby figure and shook it about. "Sir, I'm so sorry, uh, I'll get you out of there. Ooooohhh, what was the wolf's technique to regurgitate?"

Mona paced around the cart, hoping now that she actually has some filling in her she would be able to think better. Though she did remember what the purging technique was, she also searched her mind for a good reason why to do it. "Hmm, why should I get him out though. What would my fellow wolves in society think of me eating a human? Well, its like the Vendor said, this is the forest. There are no equal boundaries here." She patted her chubby corpulence. "Besides, he's in a better place now."

Mona's stomach groaned further, unappeased by the meal. Her nose also sniffed the grilled meat coming from the cart and she began to salivate. Now that the vendor was in her stomach, she had free reign over the food she so kindly asked for. Mona pounced on what grilled goodies she could get her paws on. Chicken, ribs, beef, even grilled fish, all gorged down and expanding her burbling belly further. Inside boxes and crates there was even more grilled and cooked meat. Unable to keep herself from salivating she shoved it all down her gullet, her burbling belly growing in size, becoming quite swollen and sloshing about. The euphoria of feasting uncontrollably had overcome her, until all the crates were empty, and she lied on the large wooden cart massaging her bubbling and groaning corpulence. It had grown larger in size, and blocked now any view in front of her. With her small paws she gently shook her gurgling, quivering mass. Patting it further at her achievement in glutting thirty pieces of chicken, thirty pounds of ribs, twenty helpings of fish, and even twenty helpings of stuffed rabbit, all floating around in her massive gut. She gave a belch and licked the taste while giving a weak grin of pride.

"This is the life, at least he has some company now." She pushed her paws against her stomach, relishing a soft layer of fat. "Still though, as full as I am I'd like to have more, I don't know why. I'm supposed to eat little red and her grandma anyway. So, why not make the best of it?"

Mona struggled to sit upright, underestimating the weight of her massive swell. Over by the pasture there were now three sheep which made her further excited. Three sheep are better than one, she thought. But there was also aunt Charlotte to think about. Thankfully, she didn't hear any of the commotion and Mona still had the element of surprise. But should she bother with her, or go after the sheep. Perhaps go after the sheep then her. But the sheep were closer to her cottage. And the sign of an over gorged wolf would scare her. Mona gave her massive stomach a hearty slap, listening to the audible churning and bubbling to make her decision.      

  
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