The moment that Derek McDowell had been dreading all year had now come true. The final bell rang on the final day of class, and every other 7th grader bolted from their seats to escape into the hall. Ordinarily Derek would have been proud at passing another grade with flying colors, but this year wan not like any of the others. He had someone special in his life now, and that won't be the case when he moves on from Mr. Leinster's class. He was a warm person, one that celebrated and really valued Derek's hard work in school, and that praise only made it easier for him to put in extra effort. He made it his priority to get a perfect grade in Mr Leinster's class, which meant spending hours meticulously checking his work and treating every extra credit assignment as mandatory. It also gave him the best cover story for when he wanted to spend every lunch period in the aardvark's room instead of with his peers. As the ferret reluctantly began to pack up his stuff, he blushed fondly at all the raunchy memories he and his teacher made in this very room over the last few months. Mr Leinster was always very careful in choosing a safe time and place to play with his favorite student, but they had more than one close call. An errant student coming back to get their forgotten lunchbox, a teacher needing some of the aardvark's supplies, or a janitor that was too early or late were threats to their private time, and Leinster had gotten into a habit if quickly eating and digesting his boy on the spot to handle unwanted guests. That part used to scare Derek, but when his teacher would press his softer and fatter belly on the kid's body the next day, the ferret ever so slowly grew to adore being a meal as well as a lover. He'd do anything for his teacher. “Congratulations,” came a deep voice from behind the cub. Derek was startled, but when Mr Leinster's big hands came to rest and rub his little shoulder, the boy relaxed again in his seat with a sigh. “You survived another year of school, heheh!” remarked the aardvark with a little chuckle. “And on top of the class too, Mr McDowell. I knew you would be, you've always gone the extra mile for me.” Derek felt one of those hands caress his face and then then gently tilt his face to look straight up toward the ceiling. There instead was Leinster's face smiling down on him, and his long snout lowered to plant his lips on Derek's. The cub closed his eyes and made out with his teacher, though this time there was a certain sadness to his kissing. His tongue only wriggled gently around the adult's now, and his stroking of the older man's snout was slow and measured. When Leinster broke the kiss he looked concerned. “Hey buddy, what's wrong?” asked the aardvark, who knelt down to scoop his little partner up into his arms before standing up again. Derek sighed and hugged himself around Mr Leinster's shoulders for both balance and comfort. “It's our last day of class...” the ferret said with a sniff near the teacher's ear. “I won't have you as a teacher anymore. I won't get to see as much, and then after 8th grade then... then...” “There there, my boy” cooed the adult, who gave the boy's back some soft pats as he carried the child over to his desk. That roving hand then settled downward to squeeze the boy's soft bubble butt as well before he sat the boy down on the edge of his desk, scattering a few loose papers as a result. “I completely understand. I'm sad to see you do too. You're a brilliant, hard-working, and well-behaved boy. And oh so attractive!” This disrupted Derek's thoughts and brought a small embarrassed smile to his face. “Oh stop, I'm not...” “Attractive? Don't fib in my classroom, my boy.” As if to prove him wrong, the older man winked and unbuckled his belt so that he could tug down his slacks and reveal his already stiff bulge in his underwear before stepping out of his pants entirely and sitting down in his desk chair in front of his student. “You made this,” he continued as he fondled his package for emphasis. “So don't try and tell me that you're not a beautiful little boy, Derek. As I said in class, the evidence doesn't support your hypothesis~” The middle-schooler sniffled. God, he adored this grownup! No one else made Derek feel so soothed. Or pretty. Or... or wanted. The boy smiled back fully now as he began to undress at the edge of the aardvark's table. “Thank you” he said first. The boy lifted each butt cheek in turn so that he could tug off his tight little shorts and drop them beside the desk he was resting on. “I just wish I didn't have to go to 8th Grade. I'd give up all my good grades just to be with you more, sir.” This provoked a change in his teacher. There was a new look in his eyes now, the kind that Mr. Leinster gets when he's thinking very rapidly about something. There was also a darker look in them that the cub squirm in his seat just by looking at him. “Well, now that you mention it...” the adult mused as his long fingers rubbed along Derek's thighs. “I do know a way for you to stay with me. Forever.” Derek's eyes grew wide. “Forever? What is it?” His teacher then sighed. “Ah, never mind. It's a big thing to ask of you...” “Please tell me! Whatever it is, I have to know!” Here, the aardvark grinned. “I'll eat you up, like I have for months now. Except this time, I just won't take the pill that's been reforming you. You'll be digested for good. And mine forever.” This proposal sent a electric shock coursing through the ferret's young mind. A tempest of contradicting feelings and thoughts battled in his brain, leaving the child unable to say a single word for a few tense moments “You mean I'd be... dead?” he asked with a shudder. “I wouldn't call it that, little one. You'll exist still, just on my waistline as beautiful fat.” Mr. Leinster chuckles and then surprises his boy by getting off of his seat to then tug off his underwear and climb his own desk. Derek gulped and leaned on his back to scoot himself backward while his lusty teacher crawled over him. Both sent the teacher's knickknacks, papers, and monitor clattering to the floor, but Raymond didn't pay any attention to the mess. He loomed over his favorite boy while keeping himself up on his hands and knees, with his hairy belly resting on the boy's very eager erection. “You'll never get old...” Raymond continues as he places little kisses on the kid's neck. “You'll never have any responsibilities or worries ever again. And I wont just get to have you for little snippets of time. I'll have you for good, my precious little boy~” Derek's heart was threatening to burst out of his chest. His face had never felt more red. He was still afraid but his teacher's words were like honey to his ears. “Mister Leinster...” “Raymond, my boy.” “Raymond. I really like you. Like, LIKE you, like you” the boy began while struggling how to express his convoluted feelings on the matter. “And I won't lie, I'm tempted to say yes. But-” “Then just say 'Yes', Derek” Raymond interjects before giving the boy's cheek a lick. “But I'm scared...” “It'll be painless.” “I know. Its not the pain that I'm...” “Look at me” Raymond says with a firm voice and a hand placed on Derek's cheek to guide his eyes to his teacher's. “Now say 'Yes'.” Derek squirmed. Though he grimaced, his little cock throbbed when his teacher took charge like this. “M-maybe we could...” That's when his teacher planted a deep, tender kiss on his student's lips. And when he was done, he poured every ounce of his lust into his words so that they could drip in the ferret's ear. “I want you, Derek. Now be a good little boy and pick the right answer.” Derek nearly came right then and there. “Yes, sir. Yes please.” His teacher's lips curled into a thin smile. He looked like he was about to something when his rounded stomach released a frustrated growl. For a moment, Derek saw the adult's eyes flash with pure unrestrained hunger in them before he yawned his mouth wide. He tilted Derek's face into the opening until his chin rested on the aardvark's tongue, and then felt 3 short taps on his upper back. That was Mr Leinster's way of telling Derek to move in. The pre-teen shuddered with a mix of fear and lust. He then obeyed like the star student he was and pushed himself in until he felt his face touch the back of the predator's throat. Derek knew that this was a BAD idea, but it was just one more terrible idea after a whole series of bad choices he made. Every time he stayed behind after school to have sex with his teacher made Derek feel stressed and regretful. But the joy he felt too had made his flings with Raymond the most fun and intimacy he ever had in his young life. Derek adored him, so much so that he'll die for him. “Ahhh....” he sighed as he felt his teacher drag his tongue down the ferret boy's cock. When it curled up to tease his tail hole, Derek whimpered as electric pleasure coursed through his little body. It made him wish with all his heart that he was tasty for his man. He wiggled and jumped as his teacher tickled his pucker for a few more minutes until he felt Mr Leinster tilt his head upward toward the ceiling. GULP! Derek was pulled downward into the abyss. He had experienced this sensual ride many times this past year, but this was the most momentous for him. The boy often came in the aardvark's mouth or throat, but this time he managed to keep himself from cumming too soon. He needed to save his last orgasm for the right moment. “Mmmm~” came his teacher's distant hum of approval. Derek felt his little feet get slurped in at last, and a second swallow pulled him toward his impending doom. The stomach sphincter parted perfectly in time to allow the large meal passage to the stomach chamber, where Derek curled up in with his back against the stomach wall. It was a tight fit every time, like a full-body hug. The middle-schooler grit his teeth along with his cock in hand. “Did I taste ok?” Derek called out. Even now he desperately wanted Mr Leinster's approval. “You were delicious, my boy~” came the reply through a thick layer of belly fat that slightly muffled his sweet and mature voice. “Don't forget to squirm for me, now.” Derek shifted around as best he could in the pitch-black chamber. He also moaned loudly and freely as he pressed his little naked body outward so that his teacher can watch the bulges he made move around. He felt so small. So weak. So wonderfully helpless. “P-please don't let me out” the boy groaned. His free hand dipped down to finger himself as he jerked off in there. “I wanna stay. St-stay forever!” “Hrrrgh...” came a deep grunt from his teacher, who shifted in his seat and caused Derek to slip a bit. He then felt a sharp spank on the bulge where his little butt was resting, which illicted a moan from little Derek. “Not this time, my boy. You are MINE, and you're never leaving me again.” “Ahhh! I need you sir! I need you!” “I need you too! Grrrr, struggle for me! Fight back!” Derek felt the belly bounce and sway, which meant Mr Leinster was furiously masturbating along with him. Derek bit his lip as he thought about the aardvark's words, and then adjusted his approach. “I'm sorry Mr Leinster...” “Hmm? Whatever for, my boy?” “For being such a bad boy...” There was a slight pause before Derek heard a chuckle from outside. “Oh yes! You've been a very boy this year. With your cute little smile and soft little ass, you were just asking to get punished.” “Hrrgh!” Derek moaned as he felt his teacher's large hands groping him from outside the gut. “Let me go, please! I'll behave! I'll study and do all my homework. Just don't end me, please!” “Fuck...” came a deep growl from beyond. The stomach began to jiggle as Derek struggled harder for his predator. “There is no chance I'll spare you, Derek. I've wanted to claim you like this ever since the first day of class.” Derek gasped. That last part didn't sound like Raymond was still play-acting. It was a real confession from him. “I wish you did...” moaned the cub. The walls were now squeezing tight around him. His death was coming soon. “I wish you cornered me after the first day in school, forced your big dick in me, and permavored me right after. S-so I can be your meal even sooner. Even younger!” “HRRRRgh- ARGH!!!” Derek was bounced around as his teacher came, and by the sounds of it he was cumming hard. Derek wasn't far behind as he mewled hot a fat load in the dark. He couldn't see it, but he knew from the way it splattered on his thighs that it was the biggest nut he ever managed. The climax left both boy and man panting from the physical and emotional exhaustion that settled in, and the walls clenched down tight on the ferret during his afterglow. In mere moments he was totally pinned, and the growling sounds started up. “Mr Leinster!” the kid called out as his air thinned in there. “I mean Raymond. Wait! I want to say that I lo-” Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgle! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “What a mess...” Raymond said with a sigh. His belly was covered under a coat of semen now, which rolled down his engorged gut to drip on the floor around his desk chair. He swiped a rolling glob before it fell off of his middle, then slurped it up off of his fingers. He chuckled and leaned back in his seat with his arms behind his head so he could stare at and appreciate his stuffed stomach. “Finally gone~” he chuckled to himself. He placed a hand on the now-unmoving bulge where the child's head was resting and he gave it a proud fatherly pat. “I rarely end the boys that I like, usually saving this treatment for the delinquents that try to needle me in class. But I'm glad I could 'convince' you to see things my way, Derek.” His stomach growled hard enough to vibrate briefly, and a moment later the aardvark felt a column of air rise up in his esophagus. Instead of trying to keep it politely contained, Raymond closed his eyes and allowed it to be free. “Ooooooorrrp!” He sighed and caressed the lingering bulges again so that he could grope his little boy for the last time. “You were a very good boy, Derek. You might even be the best student and meal I've had, at least in this school. I think I might miss the feeling of your cute little hole around my cock.” On a whim. Raymond reached down to the floor toward a pencil box of his that fell of his desk earlier. It took a few moments of grunting and stretching on the aardvark's part, but he managed to grasp it. He pulled out a sticker roll and placed a large cartoon star right over his belly button. The phrase “You're a Super Star!” twinkles in the moonlight from beyond the windows. “Before I forget: I like you too Derek” said the predator with a playful smack to his bloated belly. “Actually, I liked you. You're now in the past tense, my boy heheh.” The boy-lover knew he'd need another hour to process his prey before he could stuff his stomach back in his shirt again, and so he decided to reach for and then open up this school year's yearbook. As Derek's bulges steadily started to smooth over, Raymond flipped through the pages nonchalantly. He primarily browsed the student's photos and occasionally put a sticker on the boys he found cute. “Maybe I should take my walks near Dayton Elementary?” he mused to himself with a chuckle. “I haven't had a first grader in years!”