Gris & Dwayne's Voretober 2022: Silence (Day 18)

Previous Chapter: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49432608/ or https://aryion.com/g4/view/831571

Some comfort vore before the main scene. uwu

(P.S. The art in the thumbnail is by Seviene!)

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After they finished discussing the details, Gris concluded by saying, “Let’s do that tonight.  I’m looking forward to it.”

“Me too,” Dwayne agreed.  He ran a paw over his belly and grinned.  “Now, you said you want to be in my stomach now, right?”

The human nodded, then timidly asked, “I was hoping I could stay in there until the evening. . . Is that ok?”

“Of course!” the wolf eagerly agreed.  He stood from the table, and as Gris was doing the same, he went around and kissed the human’s cheek.  “After last night, you could use a nice place to rest.  I’m happy to give you that, and have you close to me.”

Gris smiled.  “Thanks, babe.”

“Of course.”  Dwayne licked his chops, then said, “Now, let’s set you up to be swallowed, shall we?”

A few minutes (and one antacid) later, Gris was sitting on a silver platter on the kitchen table, only in his boxers.  Dwayne grinned and grabbed the human’s ankles, promising, “I’ll send you down quick so you can enjoy my gut as much as possible.  And you know I’ll keep you safe, babe.”

“Yeah,” the human agreed, grinning.  “I know.”

“Good,” the wolf said.  He smirked, then exclaimed, “Now, let’s send you down the hatch!”

He opened his maw wide, and shoved Gris’s feet inside.  The human let out a happy gasp as first contact occurred, and his skin was licked up by the canine’s active, hungry tongue.  Then, his toes were shoved to the back of Dwayne’s throat, and a /GULP/ sent them down the esophagus.  Gris felt himself going nonverbal as he relaxed more and more, and the bulge underneath Dwayne’s chin made him smile.  He was heading to his favorite place, and he couldn’t be happier.

Dwayne worked quickly, rapidly sucking down more and more of the human.  It didn’t take long for Gris’s feet to pop into the spherical, rubbery stomach, and soon, the human’s body was piling inside of the space.  Before Gris knew it, only his head was left for the wolf to eat, and he smiled, managing to whisper, “Thank you,” even as it was getting hard to talk.

Dwayne smiled and reached out, gently petting the top of the human’s head.  Then, he sucked in Gris’s face, licked it up, and gulped it down, swallowing the rest of the man’s long hair afterwards.

Gris smiled as he traveled down the wolf’s throat, the cylindrical space squeezing gently but firmly around his head.  Soon, he popped into the stomach, landing with the rest of his curled-up body, and breathed deeply as he took the familiar space in.

Dwayne’s belly was a glorious place.  It had expanded greatly thanks to him, and the wet walls were pressing gently around Gris, holding him firmly and making him feel secure.  Groans and growls sounded around the area, emphasizing his existence as the wolf’s filling meal, and making the walls reverberate here and there.  The human smiled and hugged his body, settling in comfortably inside of his lover’s beautiful belly.

He loved it here for so many reasons.  For one, being food was not a complex task—all he had to do was lay here, and that would keep his boyfriend’s gut nice and full.  There was something comforting about the simplicity of it.  It was also quiet, a chamber of silence & ambient noise that was sealed away from the outside world, which made it heaven.  And finally, most importantly, being cradled and protected by somebody he loved dearly, and who loved him?  That was the best feeling in the world.  And especially after Dwayne had defied his expectations last night for the better, it felt amazing to be cared for in this way.

Gris closed his eyes and let himself relax.  This was going to be a nice time.

For the rest of the day, he drifted in and out of sleep, unwinding in the stomach.  Every so often, he would wake up and see a plastic bag of finger food that Dwayne had swallowed for him, and so would consume a meal inside of the belly to make sure he cared for his basic needs.  Of course, the wolf would also check on him now and again, but his boyfriend knew Gris went nonverbal when relaxing like this, so would say, “Tap the wall once if you’re alright, twice if you need help, ok?”  Gris would tap once, and he also knew that he could tap twice at any time, not just when his lover was checking in.  It was nice to be so cared for like this, and knowing that he had an out in case something happened made him feel very safe.

He never knew how much time passed when he was in here—hell, time barely seemed to /exist/ inside of Dwayne’s belly.  But eventually, he was woken up by his boyfriend gently poking him from the outside, and the wolf called, “Hey, it’s time to come out, babe. 

“Are you ready?”