Jit slunk through the open window, belly grumbling at the sounds of the humming yoshi within. The plump orange-furred squirrel managed himself up and through the hole, hefting himself with his arms and sneaking into the small home with a meal on his mind, any noise he was making camouflaged by the churning ocean waters nearby. The sole occupant of the beach property was unaware of a crafty encroaching predator, which was all Jit needed to complete his little ambush and dine on another of this beautiful tropical island’s residents. Jit had ventured here with an innocuous goal of relaxation, and not to hunt. He at first was welcomed by those of Yoshi’s Island, since it wasn’t irregular for them to welcome tourists and the like. After spending a few days on the island, however, Jit found himself hungry for more than fish and fruit. So many of the brightly-colored yoshies wandering about were just too good to pass up, and it wasn’t long before Jit started indulging on the population! He’d only snagged a couple so far, but they were more than enough for the now-plumper squirrel to feast on, then spend the rest of the day truly relaxing and having quite an enjoyable vacation.

Jit crept along the floor on all fours, the sagging paunch of his white-furred underbelly occasionally bumping along. He kept his thick bushy tail low, creeping forward to the yoshi whose residence would soon become Jit’s, and getting hungrier by the instant. It’d been nearly a day since his last meal, and Jit was more than ready to devour whoever it was that was just around a primitive kitchen island. A quick peek over the barrier to his meal revealed naught but a swaying dino tail, fat and brimming with flavor as far as Jit was concerned. The yoshi it belonged to was digging through a cupboard, in search of his own meal, but Jit paid it no heed. He slunk to the left and maneuvered around the corner, bunching up on his hinds to pounce on the yoshi and gobble him up! He allowed his furry tail to stick up and swish, waiting for the moment the yoshi extracted himself and stood up, so as to properly pin and detain the yoshi before eating him alive. Jit waited, licking his lips silently, and then the moment was at hand. He pounced!

Jit let out a confused cry when he smacked face-first into a too-wide, flabby yoshi stomach! He’d misjudged the orange yoshi’s size, thinking it’d be another normal-sized yoshi that he could easily subdue. Instead, Jit found himself sprawled on his back, with a yoshi much bigger than he’d encountered previously now looming over him, looking confused. Cliff the yoshi adjusted his glasses, sniffed at the air, and narrowed his eyes down at the home invader. “Uh…” Jit mumbled nervously, raising a paw and wiggling his fingers politely. “Hi.”

Cliff said nothing at first, but Jit could see the gears turning in that big yoshi’s head. There was another grumbling of a stomach, much louder than Jit could manage, and the yoshi casually licked his lips and bent down towards the prone squirrel. “You smell like yoshi,” Cliff said with drool starting to run down his chin.

Jit gulped. Caught red-handed! Nothing could fool a yoshi’s nose, after all. He scooted backward until he was up against a wall, the chubby squirrel glancing back at what was blocking him and gulping again. “Y-yeah, you caught me,” he confessed, hoping honesty would get him out of this jam. “Just couldn’t help it y’know? All you tasty treats just freely wandering around, waiting for someone like me to, you know… But I’ll just be going now because clearly you’re too big for me.”

“Oh, I couldn’t just turn away a freely-offered meal like yourself,” Cliff giggled, stepping forward to straddle Jit. His heavy belly grazed squirrel fur as he rubbed his hands together. “Was about out of food and afraid I’d have to go out and fetch some, but then you turn up, just in time for supper…”

“N-now there’s no need for that! I’m sorry I ate the other yoshies, okay?” Jit stammered, trying to nonchalantly wiggle out from under the yoshi, but a telling glare froze him in place: He knew if he tried to escape, Cliff could very easily wrangle him back. “You don’t gotta eat me to stop me. I won’t touch another yoshi! I’ll even leave on the next available boat off the island!” Jit shivered when Cliff again didn’t say a word. Instead a thick red tongue shot out and dragged down the prone squirrel chest, and slathered across one Jit’s jiggling hips. A hungry murr bubbled from the open yoshi maw as the tongue slithered back in.

“Silly squirrel. I’m not eatin’ you cuz you ate other yoshies.” Cliff smacked his lips in anticipation and leaned his head down to the point where his big bulbous snout pressed to Jit’s muzzle. “I’m going to eat you because I’m hungry!” And before Jit could utter out a single word of protest those yoshi jaws parted wide before the squirrel. Cliff lunged his head forward and sloppily clamped his lips around the shocked Jit’s head, those fuzzy ears of his the first to make it down the fat yoshi’s gullet. GLK!

“Mmmff?! Mmmph!” Jit cried withing the slobbering pitch-black maw. His face was dragged along the back of the tongue, drifting to join the ears down the pulsating yoshi throat. The wet, squelching sounds of Cliff eating him alive blanked out all other thoughts or possible plans of escape for Jit, the struggling squirrel writhing along the floor with his back to the wall by sheer instinct alone. GLUK… URLP! Down went the plump squirrel’s head, barely making a dent in Cliff’s neck as Jit was gobbled up to his shoulders. Cliff’s tongue spewed out from under his struggling meal and began winding around chest and arms alike, paralyzing more of the terrified squirrel while dragging him further inward. Cliff leaned down further with his tail upright and swaying, the chubby yoshi mumbling pleasurably around his unexpected protesting meal. The fat yoshi easily gulped more of Jit inward, bulges down his neck starting to betray more of his mammalian meal. He let his arms dangle limp, using his powerful jaws and head to drag Jit up, keeping him pinned to the wall while eating him alive.

The slimy smacks and slurps and swallows bore into Jit’s skull. The yoshi’s throat pounded around his head and now body as another furious swallow devoured more of the meaty squirrel, and Jit cried out again for the yoshi to free him. Instead, another gulp followed, and the cacophony of ingestion began to yield to a more sloshing symphony when Jit’s head poured into the wide, burbling yoshi stomach. His cheek splashed into the inert pool of acids first, Jit hardly aware that Cliff was now pressing the doughy squirrel butt up against the wall. He struggled and moaned with the handicap of his stomach being gummed around, the chubby midsection built on yoshi feasting now tasted and sampled by another of their kind. Slobber poured out and clung to belly fur as Cliff maneuvered his long tongue around the malleable paunch, before squeezing tightly and making Jit wheeze out what breath he was holding onto. The yoshi dragged Jit’s middle inward, loud GLK GULK GULPs swallowing down Jit’s arms and chest, leaving all of that squirrel paunch to settle in the middle of that slavering mouth. Cliff waddled backwards a step or two, letting Jit’s rump spring out to its full potential.

Jit’s legs and tail flailed about through empty air, making his prominent buttcheeks jiggle and jostle as they glistened from the drool running over them. Cliff’s tongue slid out from under the furry rear to gather up those kicking legs, wrapping delicately around thighs and calves alike to fold them together. Jit’s footpaws furled and unfurled rapidly, as if he could send out some signal for a rescuer to come, but all he felt were his knees shoveled up under his butt and feel the hot sticky insides of a yoshi mouth prior to his posterior. The tips of his hindpaws clung to the underside of his prominent cheeks, Jit now nothing but a butt and squirming tail sticking out a hungry yoshi’s jaws. Cliff’s cheeks on either side of his face bloated out comfortably, with a belly and legs now crammed in his mouth. He clenched his eyes and, with a delighted smile, swallowed heavily! The ensuing URRLK and SLRRRSH of more Jit widening that yoshi tummy made Jit beg for Cliff to let him out, but it wasn’t looking good! He squeaked when his doughy butt sank into the yoshi’s mouth and lips climatically clenched around the base of his tail, Cliff’s cheeks jiggling about. The yoshi pained that tasty rear over and over, tongue sliding back and forth and up into the crevice, reveling in the fat flavors Jit graciously provided. He even softly chewed and gummed around the tastiest part of the squirrel, Jit’s muffled cries steadily getting drowned out by more eager belly groans. Jit hardly noticed his own tail slowly chomped inward with every tasty soft crunch and slop of those yoshi jaws, and before he knew it his rear and legs were tangled with tail, all that fur matted down and sopping wet in yoshi slobber.

Cliff spent a few more fated moments savoring and slurping about Jit’s rear, and those stretched quite far for the squirrel that was nearly devoured whole. “Mmmmffff!” A final, wheezing cry managed to penetrate Cliff’s thick hide, yoshi stomach sagging and quivering back and forth thanks to its occupant’s efforts. Cliff worked the last of his dinner to the back of his mouth, cheeks starting to deflate in the process, and Jit knew his time was up. Cliff mumbled happily around his meal, then flung his head back and swallowed Jit whole with a final heavy GLOOURK! A bulging set of squirrel buttcheeks visibly lurched down the exposed yoshi neck in fits and spurts, small follow-up swallows sprawling through Cliff’s little home. His stomach suddenly splatted to the floor and widened considerably, the slapping SLOSH of Jit bundling up in the wide stomach wet and squelching and slimy. “Ahh… Now that was quite a snack!”

A snack? Th-that’s all I was to this yoshi...?

Cliff hummed happily to himself and smacked his engorged yoshi stomach a few times, before digging digits of his paw into the bulging fat tummy happily. Jit was curled up on his back, a cheek of his face mushed to a cheek of his butt, arms legs and tail a tangled mess with stomach fluids pooled up to his shoulders. He struggled and whined heavily, which only made Cliff purr and use both of his hands to rub into the rumbling masses of his stomach. Jit cried out when the yoshi started to waddle out of his kitchen to get to his favorite chair, a round ottoman with a comfy seat and leaving all the room in the world for a fat yoshi with a sprawling tail to sit comfortably. Cliff raised his rump and sat back on the cushion with a satisfied sigh, his stomach going GLRRRSH when it was compressed against from beneath. Another muffled whine ensued but Cliff couldn’t care less, reaching for a book and settling in for a long night of reading while pooling his thoughts together about his recent Jit feast.

Jit was scrunched together tighter than ever, and as much as he wished Cliff would rise to give him more room, the yoshi was seated and still for the next several hours. Things grew worse, even, when the yoshi would lean forward, making his belly extend out to the sides and crushing the devoured Jit even further. Jit could only wiggle his whole form by means of protest, unable to move any individual limb on their own, and the acids continued to burble and rise all around him. Hours along the cozy yoshi’s digestive system kicked things up another notch, and the stomach acids were pooling around all of Jit’s cheeks. He made a few last wheezing cries to be freed, but they were so quiet even Jit couldn’t hear himself. Cliff would occasionally rub the sides of his belly, letting a book rest atop it to read comfortably, paying no heed to the fat tasty squirrel digesting inside his wide, burbling belly.

And by the time Cliff finally stood up to stretch (belly touching the floor) and sway a stiff meaty tail, Jit was overcome by the fluids within. The belly was full of squirrel and digestive enzymes alike, and the churns of digestion were louder than ever as Cliff slowly waddled to bed. He rested on his side, letting the stomach sprawl as it digested his latest catch, and covered himself with a single blanket and was asleep in moments. Cliff had preserved some of his population, indeed, by putting an end to Jit’s shenanigans (and scoring a great meal in the process), but the only thoughts on his mind were of how scrumptious Jit had tasted.

By the next afternoon, when Cliff finally woke up, his belly was smaller and softer, with only the occasional soft gurgle. Gone were the bulges and indentations of the plump squirrel he’d devoured, replaced by pockets of poundage and fat that still clung to him. The white underside of the yoshi, from the lower belly, across his rear, and up to the tip of the tail, could be easily grabbed and hung onto. Cliff went about his day without acknowledging his fatter self much, the yoshi having gone through this more times than he could count. His bellyfat sagged and rear end jostled with every sway of that thicker tail, the satisfied yoshi eventually making his way outside to restock his nearly-empty food stores. It’d be easier for him to concentrate now that he was so satisfyingly sated.

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Dear Diary,
Things got exciting a few nights ago! I had to deal with a home invasion! And it couldn’t’ve come at a better time seeing as I was about out of stock here at home. A big fat squirrel was trying to catch me and eat me up. Crazy, right? Apparently he’d picked off some yoshies before, but I don’t think he was expecting a yoshi my size, hehehe!

He just straight-up confessed to what he was doing which was surprising, but to be honest was probably made all the more scrumptious by polishing off a couple yoshies of his own before bumping into me. He was so plump and tender, and I couldn’t stop licking my lips while in bed that night! He was the meatiest around his hips, and I musta spent several minutes just enjoying myself instead of gobbling him all down in one go. Which was saying something cuz I was really hungry!

Not much left of him now though, outside the usual clinging. Heh, I might even get a reward for putting a stop to him. Folks were getting antsy around town, but I can honestly tell them I put a stop to the creature gobbling yoshies up! One of them at least, ha!