'Where do you keep your cheese?' Jenn asked, hesitant to open the fridge in Ezra's house without 
knowing what was inside. 'Or rather, is it safe to look for it?' 
     'Cheese is in the fridge.' Ezra's voice replied from the living room. 'If you're not brave enough to 
take the chance, just give me a minute and I'll get it for you.' 
     'Fine...' Jenn sighed. The squirrel stood before the appliance that towered twice her height while 
she contemplated whether it was a chance she wanted to take. Her boyfriend Ezra was a polecat, 
over twice her size and carnivorous. His hunting habits had included squirrels in the past, but he had 
tried to avoid that particular habit since they had been together. 
     'So, what's it gonna be?' Ezra's voice called from the kitchen doorway. 'Do you have the courage 
to see if there is still someone's skull or femur in there?' 
     Jenn turned back to him, folding her arms and affixing him a pouting stare. The polecat mirrored 
her gesture with an exaggerated mocking motion and poked out his tongue. After a few moments to 
watch her exasperation, he grinned and resumed his usual stance. 'It's safe, go ahead.' 
     'Thank you.' The squirrel replied. As she pulled open the fridge following a brief struggle, she 
managed to put her feet on the bottom shelf to reach the cheese packet on the top shelf. 
     'You're gonna trap yourself in there one day.' Ezra laughed. 'Maybe I'll mistake you for an old 
hunt's leftovers.' 
     'Right.' Jenn smirked as she stepped down and closed the fridge behind her. 'Speaking of which, 
when was the last time you... brought someone home?' She returned to her chair, climbing and 
standing atop it so she could reach the tabletop. 
     'Uhh... three and a half weeks? Maybe pushing four?' Ezra answered. 'W-why?'  
     'Because you're looking at me like I'm this sandwich.' Jenn replied. She placed a few slices of 
cheese over the ham that was there, then put the top bread over to complete it. 
     'No I'm not.' Ezra shook his head. 'You're far more appetizing than any sandwich. Everything 
about you is perfect. That's why I fell in love with you.' 
     'I'm not gonna argue with that.' Jenn grinned, then took her first bite. With a mouthful of ham 
and cheese sandwich, she looked back at Ezra and muttered. 'I still think... you should hunt.' 
     'Aww, what's the matter?' Ezra leaned across the table from the opposite side. 'Are you worried I 
might go blood crazy and eat you?' His tone suggested he was joking, but his eyes failed to 
completely hide the very real if faint fear that the joke may become reality. 
     'Of course not.' Jenn smiled. She swallowed her mouthful and climbed onto the table, shuffling on 
her knees until she was eye level with his much larger form. She placed her left hand on his cheek 
and her right on top of his nose. 'I trust you completely.' 
     Ezra didn't say anything, but leaned a little closer, prompting Jenn to hug his head to her body. He 
was truthful when he said he had fallen in love with her, despite the fact that he had hunted and 
eaten plenty of squirrels before the two had met. And she had been just as honest when she 
professed her trust in him, despite his habits and his nature she felt completely safe in his presence. 
     His arm wrapped around her and he stood up, sliding her off the table and holding her close to his 
chest. 'I know you trust me. And I love you for it, but I don't want you to put yourself in danger 
because of it.' 
     'Kiss me.' She replied, reaching up and caressing his lips with her hand. 'Carry me upstairs and kiss 
me on your bed.' 
     'W...what?' Ezra's eyes widened in surprise, unable to hide the flicker of lust in his eyes at the 
sight of the smaller woman in his arms. She caught it and smiled, digging her claws into his cheek 
and pulling his face closer until their lips met in a brief kiss. 'O-okay.' He turned and headed through 
the living room, crossing the floor in a handful of long strides until he reached the staircase. 
     The stairs didn't make him any slower, and he was at the top and halfway down the hall to his 
room in a matter of seconds. Once into the doorway he launched Jenn into the air. 
     'Weee!' She laughed, landing on his bed with a soft bounce and rolling onto her back. A split 
second later he was looming over her. The look in his eyes was lust and hunger both. And as they 
hastily shed their clothes, she saw that he was ready for either course, at full mast and his mouth 
was watering. 
     'I don't know what to... what to do?' He growled, leaning down close as a drop of his drool landed 
on her cheek. 'You're so beautiful... but also so damn... delicious.' He opened his mouth and ran his 
tongue over her panting body, from her belly across her breasts and then up her neck and chin. 
     She snared his bottom jaw in both hands before he could pull away, holding onto the fangs and 
pulling his mouth closer. 'I-I always thought this sight would be more... terrifying.'
     'O-oh ahh?' Ezra ran his tongue over her hands, then closed his mouth as soon as she pulled her 
hands clear of his teeth. 'I wasn't expecting that. All this time I've been trying to behave myself, and 
now that I'm on the brink of losing control you're burning hotter than I am...' His hand snaked under 
her head and wrapped around it, his clawed grip holding on as easily as he would a toy ball. 
     'I'm... all yours.' She looked lovingly into his eyes, her gaze betraying no hint of fear despite his 
behaviour. 
     'What...?' He stared back, still torn between lust and hunger. His instinct addled mind struggled to 
determine what she had meant. Was she just ready for sex? Or had she literally offered herself as 
food? He wanted so much to taste her skin again, but the more he did the harder it became to resist 
his carnivorous urges. 
     She had looked into his gaping maw, even held it close without losing her arousal. Was she truly 
that in love with him that she'd be willing to become his prey? Was the same confusion wracking his 
mind right now also taking place in hers? Was it even possible? 
     He shook his head, trying to calm his racing thoughts and focus. She blinked and did the same, 
looking up at him and only now showing the first hints of concern. 
     'W-what are we doing?' She asked him. 
     'I don't know...' He muttered back. 'I don't know if I want to make love to you... or eat you. Or 
one, then the other... Jenn?' 
     The squirrel reached a hand around his neck and pulled herself upright, resting her cheek against 
his quivering lips. 'I-I don't know either. I've never felt like this. This can't be normal, can it? I looked 
right into your throat and instead of being afraid? All I could do is wonder what it would be like...' 
     'That's crazy.' Ezra panted, leaning his head back into hers and feeling her ear brush onto his 
bottom lip. His tongue lapped at it before he blinked and continued. 'I know that some people are... 
into this sort of thing. But not you. You were terrified when you thought I was going to eat you.' 
     'Maybe being in love changes things?' She panted, squeezing tighter and pulling herself upright. 
She was practically standing on the bed now, her arm wrapped around his neck and her cheek 
pressed to his so their opposing eyes came close. 'Most prey like me are likely to end up as food 
anyway... The stats don't lie. So if I'm gonna end up as food one day? I'd rather it be as yours.' 
     'Don't say that!' Ezra squeezed his eyes shut and pulled her off himself, dropping her back onto 
the mattress. 'Don't make this easier for me. The temptation is already huge.'  
     'Kiss me again.' She leaned back up towards him, lifting her head expectantly with the same loving 
stare as before. 'You'll do the right thing.' 
     The polecat leaned close and pursed his lips. They connected slowly, each leaning into the act as 
her tongue slipped between his lips to meet his. When his lips parted, the gap was wider, almost 
encompassing the entirety of her muzzle. In a split-second loss of self-control, Ezra opened his 
mouth wider and closed it over her entire head. With almost no effort, he could bite it clean off. But 
he didn't, instead trying to slurp her body deeper into his mouth. He felt her rear lift from the 
mattress and her hands reached up hastily and pressed against his cheeks. 
     She gasped as he opened his mouth again and she fell back into a sitting position before him. He 
looked down apologetically, unable to form words as she wiped his drool from around her eyes. 
Were there tears mixed in with it? He couldn't tell, but it didn't seem to diminish her mood. 
     'Are you okay?' He said, trying to keep his mouth closed as much as he could. 'How... how can you 
still put so much trust in me?' 
     'Shh...' She replied comfortingly, getting up onto her knees and nuzzling her damp face into his 
shoulder. 'You still did the right thing. But I think you need to go back to hunting regularly.' 
     'I don't want to put you through that.' Ezra protested. 
     'It's either that, or you eat me.' Jenn squeezed his face close to herself again. 'And I know you 
don't wanna do that. Do you?' 
     'I...' Ezra stammered, beginning to pant heavily. 'I... I do!' 
     'Wait, w-what?' Jenn showed the first hints of fear but held her position. 'You don't really mean 
that do you? After everything we've done together?' 
     'Everything but this...' Ezra growled. His maw widened and Jenn's whimper was silenced as he 
clamped his mouth over her head and shoulders. His hands pressed her arms to her torso despite 
her feeble attempts to resist and he pushed her deeper with a disgusting wet slurp. 
     
     Jenn could only catch glimpses of the flesh of Ezra's mouth and throat as he tried to engulf her. 
Her resistance was all but irrelevant against the polecat's strength and sudden determination. Now 
her breaths were short and ragged and her heart raced in fear and a strange sense of exhilaration. 
She could be minutes from death, or even seconds if he bit her in half, but her loins continued to 
burn as though they were in the middle of sex. 
     What was wrong with her? She winced, panting and inhaling half a lungful of fetid air despite the 
immense pressure his gullet was exerting, pressing in all around her torso. Each boom of his heart 
was accompanied by another throbbing squeeze of peristalsis, pulling her deeper as his vice like grip 
pushed her legs from the outside. Each gulp was followed by another wave of drool leaking down 
around her, only slightly beating her in the race to Ezra's stomach. 
     Her face pressed into something and she realized exactly where she was. The sphincter at the top 
of his stomach. She felt the pressure ahead of her lessen, allowing the pressure behind her to 
continue forcing her down. The stench here was immediately five times worse despite the fact it had 
become slightly easier to breathe. Jenn felt herself drop suddenly. His hands had released their grip 
on what little of her legs was still outside. Only her feet and tail could still feel outside air while her 
face had begun pressing into the flesh of the stomach, sliding across its slimy wrinkled surface as 
more of her was pushed into the acrid digestive sac. 
     'E-Ezra?!' There was enough air in her lungs now to speak, but not enough room to struggle other 
than a useless fidget. She tried to right herself, to pull herself upright but even once her arms had 
cleared the gullet there was simply not enough purchase to do anything but flail feebly. 'Ezra 
please!' 
     She heard him sigh and begin panting again as soon as the last of her toes and tail had slipped 
down his throat with a final gulp. The peristaltic force on her lower half was forcing her to keep 
curving herself around in his stomach or else risk being crushed by the enormous pressure the 
stomach musculature was exerting on her. 
     'Nnngh!' She winced as something dripped into her eye, squeezing them both shut straight after 
since her sight was useless in here. 'Ezra! Can you hear me?!' 
     'I can.' He replied softly. 'Do you still trust me?' 
     'What?!' She cried out, trying to get her leg into a comfortable position to no avail while her tail 
was almost forced into her own mouth. 'Are you doing this as a joke?!' Her surroundings jostled and 
clenched with wet, rhythmic motions that 
     'Well, no.' He replied. 'I lost control. Sorry.' 
     'Get me out of here!' Jenn shouted. 'It's disgusting in here and I can't breathe!' 
     'Right.' Ezra laughed. 'Gimme a sec.' 
     'No, now!' Jenn retorted. The motions from outside got a little more pronounced and she realized 
he was walking somewhere. After a few more moments, gravity shifted and there was a lot more 
pressure on what was now above her.
     Ezra's voice made a loud heaving sound, and in the next instant Jenn felt herself being squeezed 
harshly back up the polecat's gullet. The cold air of outside hit her soaked fur and she landed on 
something hard and cold. Blinking her eyes open, she realized she was in Ezra's bathtub. As she 
gasped for air and slid onto her back, Ezra laid himself down beside her. 
     She leaned into his chest, wetting his shirt with his own drool and stomach juices. 'I don't ever 
want to do that again...' 
     'Well, you did say if anyone was gonna do it, you wanted it to be me.' He replied. 'Not that I 
wanted to see it... all the way.'  
     'I was trying to be cute!' Jenn retorted, slapping him ineffectually on the chest. 'I don't wanna be 
anyone's food!' 
     'Well, statistically speaking-' Ezra began.
     'I know!' Jenn cried. She squeezed herself into him closer, tears beginning to soak into the juices 
that clung to her all over. Ezra squeezed back and reached up to the tap, turning on a gentle stream 
and adjusting the temperature to be warm. 
     'Shhh...' Ezra kissed the top of her head and began to rub the gastric juices from her body. 'You 
know... that was the first time I ever got someone down in one piece.' 
     Jenn sighed and let a small smile return to her lips. 'So... how was it?' 
     'It was amazing.' Ezra smiled. 'I'm not gonna lie either, I think knowing it was you made it even 
more enjoyable. But... next time I think I'll try it on my actual prey.' 
     'Does that mean you're gonna get back to your actual hunts?' Jenn asked, starting to swish 
around in the bath water. She started on cleaning the slime from her once gloriously fluffy tail while 
Ezra began to run his hands through her hair. 
     'Definitely.' He replied. 'You'll have to get used to seeing me look fat.'