Peter let out a sigh and double checked the address on his phone, looking up to the numbers on the house he'd stopped in front of to make sure he was at the right place. With that reassurance he flipped down the kick rest on his bike and adjusted his uniform as he got onto the sidewalk. The pizza delivery bunny took his gaze off the house and checked the delivery parcel that the pie boxes were stashed in to keep warm, and after only a moment he looked back to the house and instead found his vision obstructed by a wall of dark creamy fur. He blinked in surprise and then looked up, finding the glowing piercing eyes of a predator peering down at him.

The pizza boy stepped back nearly knocking his bike over, taking in the full sight of the larger male before him. It was a fox! Standing more than twice Peter's height and with deep brown fur running from the tips of his ears down to the beans of his toes, aside from the fur along his muzzle and around his belly which was a brighter mocha brown. The predatory males gut protruded out in a pudgy overhang, and his chest had a noticeable tuft of excess fur. It was hard not to take special notice of those last two details considering they'd been the first things the rabbit saw of the fox. The sun had already set so the darkness veiled around the fox made Peter's mind prioritize: large, fat, and fuzzy fox standing in arms reach. Details that caused alarm bells to ring off in his head!

With a tilt of his head the fox loomed over the delivery bunny and grinned, flashing sharp fangs that glinted in the reflecting glow of the street lamps. "Last delivery of the night?" He asked, voice surprisingly high for a predator, but then the fox only seemed large and imposing compared to rabbits. By average predator standards he was fairly stout, not that a minimum wage pizza busser would be inclined to know such things. A chuckle punctuated the foxes question and he stepped in closer towards the rabbit, causing the smaller critter to let out an involuntary whine and stumble back again until he was braced back against his bike. "Well you got it this far, I'll take it from here..." his paw reached out to take the pizza bag off the handlebar rest of the bike, preserving it in case further panicked back peddling toppled the bicycle.

"Y-you're not supposed to be here." Peter finally managed to voice with a stammer. His eyes darted back and forth, hoping to find someone who would help, but the sidewalks were always abandoned after the sun went down in this cozy little hamlet of a suburb. In a flinch of desperation, the rabbit pointed to a street sign. On it was the stylized image of a cartoon fox licking his lips and rubbing his belly, with a circle with a strike through it laid over top. Below that was another sign showing a similar cartoon fox peeking out from around a wall, with the bold words advertising a Neighborhood Fox Watch with fine print providing contact details.

The fox followed the bunnies point and just chuckled, waving a hand dismissively. "Heh, and yet here I am! Funny how that works." He growled, smiling wide, his brown eyes half lidding and his gaze sweeping over the rabbit. That paunch let out a rumble of hunger, and he drummed one hand over it sinking his fingers into layers of pudge. "Now then, let's get you packed away." He said with a purr, setting the delivery down and then reaching out with both hands towards the rabbit!

Peter yelped and tumbled back, falling over his bike and sending them both to the ground. He scrambled in confused desperation, but quickly found a grip around his ankles and he was soon lifted away into the air. He dangled from being held up by one leg, any efforts to wiggle or resist evaporating out of him as he looked back at the fox upside down. The vulpine was snickering with amusement, and then reached out with his free hand. A finger cupped under the bottom rim of the delivery boys uniform shirt and tugged it down, making the bunny yelp as he was stripped of his only clothing. He was completely exposed, his tender white fur on display for the foxes eyes to drink in.

"Sooo yummy..." He purred, almost sounding like he was in a trance. Then he casually lifted the rabbit above his head and opened his maw wide. Peter looked up from his perspective, to see a yawning abyss of drooling gullet below framed by dripping white fangs and a welcome mat of pink tongue rolling out to invite him in. The rabbit put up a pathetic little wiggle as he was lowered down, whimpering when he felt his ears taken into the wet heat of fox insides. Soon his vision went dark pink when he was smothered down into the organic entrance, feeling his head and shoulders passing through the gulping tube of muscle that pinned his arms to his sides. One gulp and he was sent halfway down, feeling the vice grip of swallowing smooshing over his face and down his chest while his rump rested on drooling fox tongue leaving only his legs dangling outside. Another gulp and he was encased completely inside the beast, gently sliding along the wet surroundings while little twitching spasms went up and down his body from the feeling of being completely encased inside another being.

In seconds he spilled down into the waiting stomach all at once, flipping end over end as his legs dropped in and he was forced to curl up to fit in the snug space. The ridged walls shifted him around, a stagnant puddle of belly fluids soaking at his naked rump and splashing his ankles. It was a disorienting feeling and it didn't stop until the gastric fumes around him rushed back up the way he came in to release in a loud wet belch. An expulsion of gas that announced the predators completed meal and sealed Peter's status as food. As if satisfied by that the gut settled down, relaxing enough to give its resident some more elbow room. He was able to press his arms and legs out, his back resting against the curves stomach wall and able to reach out with his limbs without needing to bend his knees before he was kicking at the opposite side of the organ. The internal surroundings oozed copious juices that collected in the basin of the stomach in a puddle, and clung to his fur with the slightest contact. There was an imprint of paws from the outside pressing down on him when the fox rubbed his gut, and that let Peter register that he was 'facing' outwards to the front of the stomach he was contained inside - if there was a window in the front of the foxes belly, anyone looking into it would be able to see the devoured rabbit looking back out at them.

The fox sighed and smacked his chops tasting the leftover bunny flavor, and grinned happily at a successful meal. "Utterly delicious. I love bunnies oh so much!" He praised, patting his stomach and pressing down through the internal layers to feel at the prey sitting inside. There was a thump from within from Peter kicking at the inner wall, more in acknowledgement of the voice than a refutation of it, and some muffled sounds from him trying to speak back. But the fox couldn't make out what he was trying to say under so many layers of gut, so he ignored it. The predator looked to the discarded uniform shirt and pizza on the ground, and a twinkle of an idea came to his mind!

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Tommy frowned as he checked the clock on his phone, tapping his foot on his coffee table impatiently. Two more minutes and the pizza he'd ordered would be free! He was torn between excitement at the idea of not needing to pay for his meal of the night, and frustration at how long it was taking. Finally the doorbell rang, and a smile came to the black furred rabbits face as he darted off the couch to go and answer it. "Finally, what took you so long did you not get buzzed past the gate or somethi-" he started speaking so quickly he was almost completely done by the time he finally registered what was actually standing on the other side of the front door. Namely, a wall of cream brown fur that was very noticeably bulging out, with a pizza shop uniform completely failing to cover the gut while it ripped at the seams. Looking up, the rabbit saw a fox looked down at him, his chest and shoulders crammed very uncomfortably into a shirt that was threatening to burst into tatters as it strained to contain his form under the fabric. In his hand he held the hot pizza box, sleeve discarded along with the toppled bike on the sidewalk in front of the house.

"Heh sorry for the delay, but it's finally here!" The fox replied, taking the rabbits stunned silence as an opening. A presumptive grin crossed his lips, and he strode forward to invite himself into the house, gently pushing the frozen customer off to the side to get entrance and lightly kicking the door shut behind him. It took a few seconds for Tommy to shake his head and realize a predator just walked into his house, wearing a pizza delivery boy uniform that was three sizes too small for him, and holding his pizza! He looked to follow the foxes stride, and found him walking over to take a seat on his couch, resting the pizza down onto the coffee table in front of it.

A slight whine squeaked up the rabbits throat as he hesitantly padded along in the foxes wake, sitting on the couch next to him with his ears folded back against his head. He looked very concerned between the predator as the larger male let out a loud sigh and lounged back against the couch, and to his pizza on the table looking hot and awaiting a delightful diners delight. "Um thank you for the uhh pizza, umm but you can go now?" Tommy stammered, reaching for the box to flip it open and doing his best not to meet his uninvited guests eye. "Uhh I paid on the online order so umm well uhh if you were looking for a tip I could-"

"Oh don't worry about that!" The fox bellowed, grinning as he wrapped his arms around the resident rabbit and tugged him into his side, making the smaller male squeak out and squirm in a fluster. "I'm officially off the clock anyway. So I'm free to spend the rest of my night chilling out and noshing on some cheesy goodness with my best new buddy here!" He chuckled, looking down to the side at Tommy and licking his lips ominously, making the bunny blush straight through his black furred cheeks. Without another word he pulled the pizza box into his lap and opened the top, revealing the glory inside. "Oh what? Come on, mushrooms? Seriously?"

Everything else about the situation aside, the complaint made the rabbit huff and roll his eyes. "At least it's not pineapple." He asserted back, sounding mildly offended at the foxes judgemental tone. That inspired a laugh from his guest, enough of one that his belly bounced right in front of Tommy's eyes and a muffled complaint could be heard from within, which brought the rabbit right back into a helplessly flustered state.

The fox pulled a slice from the pie, watching the strands of cheese cling connected before snapping away in a satisfyingly greasy dangle. "Fair 'nuff fair 'nuff!" The fox replied, before opening his mouth and dropping the pizza slice into it from tip to crust. Then he slowly chewed it over, taking little breathes through his lips to cool down the hot cheese filling his mouth, all while the rabbit watched with a horrified expression. This beast was eating the very first slice of his pizza right in front of him! A cute little mew escaped the rabbit and he pushed against the fox, then his hand reached out to grab a slice of his own. Only for the predator to yank the box away out of his lap and set it off to the side out of reach.

"H-hey come on, at least let me eat my own dang pizza!" The bunny complained, frowning as he watched the lump of thoroughly chewed pizza slide down the foxes throat. He looked up at the predators face while it grinned down at him, and flinched back when the pizza thief leaned in closer.

"Mmmm sorry how rude of me. Here, go on in and take it back!" He purred, opening his maw in front of the bun and giving him only a second to look into the wet insides before it lunged forward and engulfed him! The rabbit cried out and squirmed weakly as those drooling lips wrapped around his shoulders, grabbing hands pushing on his rump to lift him off the couch cushion and shovel him away into the foxes mouth. In two swallows he was packed down, feeling his body disappearing from the outside world and sliding away across licking tongue and into squeezing throat. In less than a minute he went from sitting on his couch to a lump down the foxes throat, sliding down to land with a splash into the waiting stomach below.

Outside the fox let out a sigh and leaned back into the comfortable padding of the couch, looking down at his gut as it shifted and wobbled, jostled and bounced in his lap. The two bunnies were squirming inside, struggling against one another as they tried to adjust to a compromised position that could be relatively comfortable for the both of them, while at the same time his stomach walls were grinding around their bodies. Finally he leaned his head back and let out a thick belch that shook the windows of the house, and that seemed to settle the activity in his tummy. The content predator groaned in approval and patted over the soft dome of his stomach, feeling the two figures within while he eased into the confines of their surroundings.

Satisfied but at the same time a complete glutton, the fox reached one hand to snag another slice of pizza and start munching on it without a care. His other hand searched for a remote between the couch cushions, successfully pulling it out and flipping on the TV in front of him to enjoy some mindless cable programming. Inside his stomach the two bunnies had been pushed together, their legs entwined with either needing to compromise and have one foot over the others thigh and one foot being sat on while their fronts wetly pressed against each other chest to chest. There was less space in the stomach with the two of them trapped inside, but also the gut was compacting tighter around its meals while the sloshing pool of stomach fluids reached up to cover their waists completely. It might have felt like sitting in a slowly filling jacuzzi of steaming maple syrup if it wasn't for the constantly churning walls of flesh around them. And in this particular instance, the regular splash of chewed up pizza raining down to take up more of the already cramped space.

The two bunnies had been eaten by a fox, so there was no place for either to even pretend to have any dignity at this point. They let their bodies practically cuddle together, Peter awkwardly trying to brace his hands against the belly walls around them while Tommy just sighed and wrapped his own around his belly roommates middle. They had enough space to lean their heads back against the walls of the stomach behind them and look into each others eyes, but a hungry churn would press the walls in momentarily and force them to nestle together into the nape of the others neck. Only for them to relax back, with noticeably less room between them compared to before.

Tommy let out a huff of annoyance every time a new mouthful of devoured pizza showered into the stomach, soon burbling away into yellow sludge that joined the growing amount of belly fluids that rose to submerge them. "Fatass..." he muttered when a burp rang out above them, making Peter giggle in amusement. Soon an entire pizzas worth of additional gunk filled the stomach, so it was hard to differentiate the melting cheese grease from soaking gastric syrup, but it didn't really make a practical difference to the bunnies anyway. The black furred rabbit shuddered when he felt the fox rub his gut, the imprint petting down his head and back.

"Aaaah, what a fantastic meal!" The fox sighed in total contentment. He grinned down at his stomach and gave it a playful jostle, listening to the bunnies squeak out inside as he mixed them up with the inner juices. He apathetically tossed the empty pizza box off the edge of the couch and laid out lengthwise on the furniture, propping his head on the armrest. "Well you two have fun digesting in there. I'm gonna sleep you off, had a big dinner after all." He said to his stomach, inspiring some wiggle and pushing hands from inside, but that just felt soothing to him while he smacked his lips and let his eyes drift shut. The sounds of the stomach gurgling around its meal of rabbit meat and veggie pizza were drowned out by the sounds of the ignored TV, so the muffled complaints of the bunnies as the stomach compacted tighter and tighter through the night went on deaf ears. At some point while the fox slept, his belly let out a wet blurble and then compressed down completely, going back to the shape it had been before he ate Peter - a soft wobbly paunch.

-

Come morning the fox rose from the couch and yawned while stretching out, the extension of his body causing the too-small pizza uniform he'd crammed himself in to rip completely and fall away onto the couch in tatters. He paid it no attention though, simply smacking his lips and scratching on his gut while he rose up off the furniture, stretching his back a bit more while he waddled onto his feet. After straining the sleep from his muscles he looked down at his belly and smiled, brushing his fingers over the soft layer of new fat he felt lining his gut. "Settled in alright down there, boys?" He asked to no one that could be seen around him.

Instead of a reply his belly just bounced, even though the fox was standing completely still his gut was jiggling as if it'd been smacked from all directions at once. A ripple of movement rolling across the overhang of chub, which made the fox chuckle as he watched it. "Good to hear. Get cozy because I eat for keeps! This is permanent, you'll never separate from me." He said aloud, grinning wide with a mischievous glint to his eyes while he watched his stomach start bouncing and wobbling out of control. He laughed to himself and rubbed his hands over his stomach, smothering the struggling pudge while kneading his fingers into the doughy folds of former rabbit. "Hehehehe you should see the looks on your faces! Well, not that you have faces anymore." He teasingly snickered, feeling a relieved tremble under his hands while he rolled the tummy under his palms. "Mmmm can't help myself, I just love bunnies so much! You're the perfect food. You all belong to meeee." He purred, feeling his chub warm up in a blush at his selfish compliments.

Satisfied, the fox waddled towards the front door, brazenly opening it up and strolling out without a care in the world. A frightened yelp came from a morning jogger who was hopping past the house, nearly tripping on the abandoned bike left on the side walk. The predator smiled at the sight, licking his lips while his stomach rumbled hungrily. "Oh perfect, breakfast!"