Charles Meets the Family

CHARLES MEETS THE FAMILY
By Catman
(Edited for content to fit at Writing.com)

Vixen had booted up the computer and logged in to the chat room. The pretty foxtaur was late already, and he hoped Charles had not left yet. She looked carefully at the list of logged in members, and found CHAZOR21, the name she was looking for.
Vixen knew CHAZOR well, as he was really Charles Cortez, a handsome man and Vixen’s boyfriend. To date, they had known each other for over seven months, seeing each other often and chatting online every day. All the while, they grew more and more in love with one another. He was kind and selfless, always complementing the foxtaur wherever they met.
But there was another reason Vixen liked him: his irresistible taste.
Vixen had eaten him several times, sending him to her magical sexbelly. There, he was fondled and warmed by her insides, which longed for him every time. While she had only cooked him on their first date, Vixen could not deny his taste, or how satisfying he was. Best of all, he loved it. He longed to be her nourishment and sleep inside her. Because of this, she always loved the idea of gobbling up her love.
But for now, just talking to him would do.
She logged in to the site as VIXEN20 and searched the rooms for him. Had he left already?
“Hi VIXEN!” CHAZOR messaged. She found him!
“Sorry I’m late.” She replied. “I was talking to my brother.”
“It’s all right, though it’s a little late for dinner. However, I have great news.”
Now Vixen was intrigued. What was up?
“Well, the boss has seen how hard I work and is giving me a vacation for both Thanksgiving and Christmas!”
“Oh Charles!” Vixen messaged, not yet willing to believe the good news. “Is it for real? I mean, do you really have the break?”
“Sure do, starting tomorrow and ending the Monday after thanksgiving.” Charles replied, sending a smile as well. “Oh Vixen…”
“Then I’ll see you tomorrow?” She messaged.
“Nope. Look outside.”
Vixen looked out at the driveway, and saw Charles’ car. He was using his laptop and had connected to her secondary line. Vixen raised the window and looked lovingly at her lover below.
“Surprise!” Charles said, turning off his laptop. “I thought I could use my computer to give you a little surprise.”
“You silly sweetmeat,” Vixen said, teasing him a little, “Don’t you know I’m not usually crazy about surprises?”
“What about now?” Charles asked.
“I’ll make an exception.”
Vixen logged off, turned off her computer, and rushed to the main hall. This was going to be the best Thanksgiving ever!
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The two unpacked Charles’ car, then spent some time in the fun room. It was a room completely devoted to sex, and was right next to Vixen’s room. During the next couple of hours, they made love to one another as in the movies. When they were done, they lay there, facing each other, smiling.
“Charles, I’m looking forward to my family meeting you. They will love you, and I know you will love them.” Vixen held him close as she said that.
“I’m a little afraid of meeting them,” Charles admitted, “And I don’t know if they will like me. After all, I’m not the average suitor.”
“Not necessarily.” Vixen giggled.
“Huh?”
“Shh. Just sleep. You will find out tomorrow.”
“All right.” Charles got up and looked at her belly. It rumbled, knowing Charles’ thoughts.
“Oh, you.” Vixen said, a sly look on her face. He looked tastier than ever, and she knew what to do. She walked over to him and licked her lips. Then, as he completely undressed, she prepared for her midnight snack.
“How do you want to go down this time?” Vixen asked, motioning him over.
“Feet first,” Charles said, lying on the bed, ”I’ve never done it that way.”
Vixen complied, taking his feet into her mouth. Vixen never grew tired of his taste, and insisted on more. With a mighty swallow, she was up to his knees, mmming at their sweet, cakelike flavor.
“That tickles!” Charles said, giggling as she tasted behind his knees. Then she swallowed again, reaching his shaft. By accident, she clamped down early, leaving it just outside her mouth.
“Ouch!” Charles said, as Vixen accidentally grazed his shaft. Vixen looked at Charles, horrified at what she had just done. Her eyes widened in terror as Charles trickled blood from the erect sex before her. Thinking fast, she reached over and grabbed a bottle. She opened it quickly and put the goo on the wound, which quickly sealed. Then, using her tongue, she licked up the blood, shivering at the disgusting taste of fresh blood, horrified at having to swallow it.
“It’s okay,” Charles said, guessing her thoughts, “I know that was not meant to happen. I’m not that badly hurt.
Vixen cried a tear of happiness at Charles’ kind words. It was little wonder that she loved him. Gathering her wits, she resumed her work, taking him in up to his belly. She toyed with his sex for a moment before swallowing again, leaving only the head out of her warm body.
“You see, Vixen,” Charles said, kissing her nose, “I’m fine. The bleeding stopped and the pain is gone. Besides, It was a variation we hadn’t tried yet.”
Vixen smiled and slurped up his head. She gulped quickly, licking her lips at the delicious taste he left in her mouth.
“Oh Charles,” she said as he reached her sexbelly. “I’m sorry I hurt you. Guess it’s lucky there was some ointment handy.”
“Don’t worry,” Charles said, settling into her silken stomach, “It hurt, I’ll admit that, but it was you who did it, so I don’t mind too much.”
“But I hate blood!”
Charles realized that it might be best to change the subject, and did so.
“Listen, do you have a blanket or something? I feel a little awkward without one.”
Vixen forgot her biting and reached for some edible covers. They were mainly various types of dough, which included chocolate, gingerbread, and even pizza crust. Finally, she swallowed down the chocolate dough. She swayed in delight as Charles wrapped himself in the soft pastry, making her feel better about her accident. She smiled as she laid down on the bed, her belly over her.
“Ohhh, thanks.” Charles said at last. “This is wonderful!”
“I agree,” Vixen said, rubbing her belly, “you are the best!”
“How about a little added pleasure?” Charles said, working his hands all over her belly, gently massaging it, sending her into pure ecstasy.
“That’s nice, Charles.” Vixen said. “Oh God… don’t stop. Please don’t stop…”
But Charles did stop after a time, and both were tired out.
“Oh, Charles,” Vixen said, “I’m so glad you and I have all week together. I love you.”
“Vixen, “Charles said, getting comfortable in her silken belly, “I love you too. You are the best thing that ever happened to me, and I will treat you like a queen. I promise.”
“Sleep tight, Charles.”
“Goodnight, my love.”
And, as the moon shined into the now dark room, the two had fallen fast asleep.
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Vixen awoke early that morning, smiling as she heard Charles’ snoring from within her. It was a pleasant feeling, better then any sexual experience. She hoped he would sleep for at least a little longer.
She looked in the mirror and was pleased at the bulge in her belly. Anyone who did not know might think she was 4 months pregnant! Indeed, her lover was very filling, besides being delicious. She rubbed her belly affectionately and put on her dress for today.
“Just think,” she said to herself, “soon my family will meet my love. Boy, is he in for a surprise!”
Charles awoke soon after. The feeling of the silken belly almost prevented it, as it was so comfortable, but he knew he had to get up.
“Morning!” Vixen called from outside. “It’s time to wake up!”
“Sorry I slept in.” Charles said. “But it’s so nice in here! Warm and silky and soft… It’s heavenly!”
Vixen rubbed her belly softly, feeling him through the skin. “Sorry, but I need a break from carrying you. Still, I will not mind this happening again.”
Vixen opened her mouth wide, and Charles crawled out. After wiping himself off, he set to getting dressed for the day.
“So,” he said after dressing, “when is the family getting here?”
“They will be arriving in about three hours.”
“That will be around lunchtime. You need any help?”
“Nah. Just come and talk to me while I work.”
Charles agreed, and the two set to the preparations after a nice breakfast. There was a bit to do, including the meal preparations, but Vixen was able to handle it easily. It seemed to Charles that this happened a bit. In any case, he sat back out of the way, talking to Vixen all the while.
“So, who all is in your family?” He asked.
“Well,” Vixen replied, “There is my mother and father, my older brother and his wife and children, and my young sister.”
“I have a feeling they are not all foxtaurs.” Charles said.
“That’s right. But why spoil the surprise?”
“Not even a hint?”
“No way!” Vixen giggled. Charles shook his head and smiled as Vixen went into the next room.
“Women. I’ll never totally understand them.”
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By noon, the huge house was spotless. Vixen did not do it herself, though, as Charles did offer assistance. They relaxed for a minute, everything ready for the arrival of the families.
Finally, after about a half-hour, the doorbell rang. They had come at last.
“How do I look?” Charles said as they got up. “I want to look my best for them.”
“Don’t worry!” Vixen said, and she opened the door.
Standing just outside was a seven-foot male wolfen, or wolftaur, and a small kittenmorph. The wolfen had grayish fur and wore a white t - shirt and blue jeans. As for the kittenmorph, she wore a pink dress and had white fur. Both were pleased to see Vixen.
“Happy Thanksgiving!” The wolfen said, hugging Vixen. Clearly, this was Vixen’s older brother.
Vixen released the hug to get another from the kittenmorph. “Hi Aunt Vixen!” The kitten said, obviously female.
“Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!” Vixen said, motioning her older brother in. “Where’s Karen?”
“She’s parking the car.” The wolf said. “She’ll be only a minute.”
Vixen then brought Charles over to meet the family. “Charles, this is my older brother, Ben B. Wolf, and his daughter, Callie.”
Charles shook Ben’s hand… um… paw. “It’s definitely a pleasure, sir. I’ve heard a bit about you.”
“Well, I can definitely say the same.” Ben said, smiling. “I understand you are in programming.”
“Yes, that’s right. I make several types of programs and perform matinence.”
“Ever considered design for buildings?”
“Yes.”
Ben smiled. He was a construction boss. “Well, give me a call sometime.”
“Thanks!” Charles said, taking one of his cards. Vixen only laughed.
Callie tugged on Charles’ pants, impatiently wanting to speak.
“Are you going to be my uncle, Mr. Charles?”
Charles smiled at the tiny ‘taur. “Hopefully I will be, little one.”
“Do you want to eat me?” Callie said, almost pleading. Charles was surprised!
“What?” Charles giggled. Before he could say a word more, Vixen led the little kittenmorph to the living room.
Ben shook his head and smiled. “Sorry about that.” He said at last. “At their age, it is an innocent game. She has been like this always! Once, she even hid in my sandwich!”
“Jeepers!” Charles said, trying not to laugh.
“Oh, I didn’t eat her,” Ben said, “but I sure got close. I was about to bite down when I heard her say, ‘bon appiete!’”
Charles couldn’t hide the laughter anymore.
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“Callie, Charles cannot eat like that.” Vixen tried to explain. “You should realize that from your mother.”
“Why?” Callie asked, innocently.
“Because of several reasons. He has too small a mouth, no second stomach, and so forth. He is a human, Callie, and humans are not meant to do that kind of thing.”
“Why?”
“Because they would suffocate and choke if they tried it.”
“Why?”
“Because…” Vixen was getting tired of this! “Just because, and that’s all you need to know for now.”
“What if he took a potion?”
Vixen forgot! There was another potion she had. Maybe…
“No, it’s crazy!” She said.
“PLEEEEEASE?” Callie begged.
Vixen thought for a moment. Could she dare risk it?
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Charles talked for a moment with Ben. He was a likable fellow, though he reminded Charles of the Wolf from Red Riding Hood. It was just then that a pretty female voice called.
“Ben?” It said. “Are you in here?”
“Sure am, Karen!” Ben called back. “Come in and meet your future brother in law!”
When Karen came in, you could have knocked Charles over with a feather. Entering the house was a woman, a HUMAN woman, of about 26 years. She wore a blue flowered dress and carried a suitcase and a basket. Around her she wore a red silken cape. If Charles didn’t know any better, Karen could pass as an older version of Red Riding Hood herself! Beside her was a young boy Callie’s age, but definitely not human. Rather, he was a mouse with Karen’s black hair. Charles just stood there with a look of surprise in his eyes and his mouth hanging open.
“Hi, you must be Charles.” Karen said, shaking his hand. “I’m Karen, but I sometimes go by Red. And this is my son, Jerry.”
Charles shook her hand, the surprised look never leaving his face. Jerry tugged on his pants, like Callie had done. Definitely related.
“Hi Uncle Charlie!” He said. “Do you like mice?”
“Well,” Charles started, but Karen interrupted.
“Now Jerry, I told you only Mommy could do that when she has her drink.” She said. Ben chuckled in the background as Jerry ran off to see Aunt Vixen.
“Nice kids.” Charles said, looking in the direction Jerry went.
“They are a handful.” Karen said, sitting on a chair. The other two followed suit. “With their desire to be eaten, I’ve had to keep a close eye out for them.”
“So I’ve heard.” Charles said, remembering the sandwich story.
“They are good kids, though,” Karen continued, “and I wouldn’t trade them away for all the world. Or my wonderful husband.”
If a wolf could blush, Ben was doing that now. Charles only smiled.
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Vixen shook her head as Callie put Jerry in a sandwich.
“Callie, can this wait until AFTER lunch?” She said, trying not to laugh.
“But Aunt Vixen,” Jerry said, shifting himself in the bun, “I want to be!”
“After lunch, we will see.” Vixen said. The two disappointed children walked into the dining room to wait for the others. Meanwhile, Vixen put the finishing touches on Charles’ drink…
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“Lunch!” Vixen called at last. The trio in the hall got up and headed for the dining room, where an array of sandwiches, some chips, and several drinks had been poured. Charles marveled at the array, though he had seen Vixen prepare it. Still, it was quite a sight.
As the group sat down, they said grace and began to eat. But Ben had a surprise as he picked up a larger sandwich and a little girls’ voice said: “Bon appitete!”
No one could keep from laughing after that.
After Callie had sat back down and cleaned the mustard from her dress, Charles struck up some conversation (not touching his drink yet).
“So how long have you and Karen been married, Ben?” Charles asked the wolf.
“Six years, last week.” Ben replied, taking another bite of a turkey sub. “It has been the best years ever. I got a great job, a beautiful (if not tasty) wife, two beautiful kids, and all kinds of delicious meals.”
“So how did you two meet?”
“It was a blind date.” Karen said. “We both tried to pick matches according to a computer. Because we were both shy, however, we stuck to letters and phone calls for about a year. I was seventeen then.
“Well, Ben decided we should see each other at the forest grove. I was nervous, but I decided that it was a good idea. I put on my red cape and filled a picnic basket for a moonlight picnic.”
Charles tried not to laugh.
“When she arrived,” Ben continued, “She was a wonder to behold. Yet it was clear when she saw me that running was on her mind. After all, I was a wolf and she… Well, she did look mighty tasty.
“But she did not run. She decided to see this through, and we had our moonlight picnic. On that first date I did not eat her, but she did ask if I wanted to. So when she visited me next, I ate her up.” Karen giggled at remembering that first time.
“Has your marriage always been bliss, as it were?” Charles asked, wishing he hadn’t afterward.
“It was odd for me at first,” Karen said, “but Ben is right. It is the best experience anyone could ask for. But I have a feeling you were surprised to see me, Charles.”
“Well, now that you mention it,” Charles said, realizing he may have goofed. Big time.
“It’s all right.” Karen said. “I understand completely why you were surprised. Not only have you seen a ‘taur, you are not the only human in this family. But neither was I.”
“As a matter of fact,” Vixen said, “humans and ‘taurs have seen and fallen in love with each other since time began. It is not common, of course, and some small groups even would hurt the other race.”
“Such as our sister, Felicia.” Ben said under his breath. But everyone heard.
“Sadly, yes.” Vixen said. “Females are accepted by her, but males are, in her opinion, the finest delicacy of all, but nothing more. To her,” and she looked at Charles as she said this, “you are little more than meat.”
Charles was a little worried at hearing this, but Vixen calmed him down (and he still hasn’t touched his drink!).
“She does respect every man in our family, though, so you should be okay.” Vixen said, rubbing his shoulder.
“Thanks.” He said. “I just hope your sister doesn’t decide that Cortez Cookies are on the menu for tonight.”
“That reminds me,” Vixen said, “When is Mom and Dad coming?”
“Not until later on,” Ben said, wiping his face, “they have to pick up Felicia at the airport.”
“Well, I hope she doesn’t try to eat me,” Charles said, lifting his glass, “as that is reserved for Vixen only.” With that, he drank the soda.
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When lunch ended, Charles helped Vixen clean up, and then he went into the living room. There, he found Callie… again wanting to enter Charles’ stomach.
“No, no, no, no.” Charles had said, but she kept insisting.
‘Well, I’ll just have to show her I cannot eat her.’ He thought, so he opened his mouth… and, much to his surprise, his mouth and throat were more than big enough!
“Hooray!!” Callie said, and before Charles could reply, she had put her head in his mouth. More than he wanted to admit, she was DELISH!!! Her taste was better than any sweet dessert he had ever eaten, and he found his belly grumbling for more. Yet he was surprised at how easy he was doing this. Charles tasted her all over, being careful not to touch her private areas. Finally, he set himself up to gulp the tasty little girl. With a mighty swallow, she slid down into his satisfied belly. He had done it, he had eaten her!
“How the hell?” Charles wondered. Vixen came out of hiding with a another vial.
“Just a bit of vorish cola!” Vixen said, handing him the bottle. “It inhibits digestion, puts sweet air in your belly, and makes it easy to devour any size in a few gulps. And the best part is it’s cheap!”
“But I never…” Then he remembered! “You sneak! You put that in my drink at lunch!”
Vixen nodded, a Cheshire cat grin on her face. Charles shook his head and smiled. It was quite enjoyable, but he wondered…
“How long does it last, Vixen?” Charles asked, eyeing her in a new manner.
“About 48 hours.” She said, guessing what he was thinking. She grabbed some whipped cream and gave it to him. Charles smiled and liked his lips. He had the appetizer, now came the main course.
“Come eat up,” Vixen said, as the whipped cream was spread all over her, “I’m delicious.”
“Let’s find out how delicious you are.” He said, and kissed her lips. The kiss became extremely deep as Charles engulfed her head, tasting it all over, loving her taste. She was not sweet like Callie, but was quite yummy! A little sweet, quite soft, and extremely heavenly!
Now he knew how Vixen felt when she ate him that first time! Sex was nothing compared to the total experience. It was wonderful, and he wanted more!
Charles worked fast, as he couldn’t hold his breath very long. In a few moments, Vixen had entered him completely, filling his belly with delicious foxmeat. He laid down on the sofa and rubbed his now HUGE belly, which seemed to double his size. Inside, he could hear the aunt and niece moving and talking, then he heard a definitive GULP. Vixen and swallowed Callie!
“Once is bad enough!” Charles joked. Vixen laughed within the pink room.
“So, this is a human belly.” She said. “Quite nice. Soft, slippery, silky… now I know how you felt our first time.”
“Now let me know if digestion starts to set in. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“No worries!” Vixen said, massaging his belly. “I’ll come out in about an hour. In the mean time, relax. Think of me as food for now. That reminds me, how did I taste?”
Charles rubbed his belly softly. “Delicious.” He said. “Completely and totally delicious.”
Vixen continued her massage and Charles wondered if there would be more of this to come.
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It was about mid - afternoon when Vixen came out of Charles. She still had Callie, asleep, in her belly. Coming out of Charles, therefore, was not easy.
Still, she managed to succeed in the task, and Vixen wiped off her delicious toppings.
“She’s something else.” Vixen said, patting her belly. “I think she thinks that she is supposed to be on the dinner menu.”
Charles chuckled at that. He felt part of the family here. He had a family and friends again, and it felt wonderful. He held vixen close, gently kissing her lips.
“Oh man!” A voice called from another room. It was Jerry.
“Sounds like they got the Dreamcast set up.” Vixen said, shaking her head. “That’s the only time he says that.”
“I had a Super Nintendo when I was younger.” He said. “It was what got me started in liking vore.”
“Secret of Mana?” Vixen guessed. Charles nodded at that, an embarrassed look on his face.
The two went in the other room to watch the gaming. Ben and Jerry were facing each other in a fighting game, and Jerry was not doing well.
“Hey Charles!” Ben said, not turning away from the game. “How was it?”
“How was what?” Charles asked, but Vixen interrupted.
“That’s a little personal, don’t you think?” She said, rubbing her brothers shoulder fur. He cursed under his breath and went back to his game. Charles wondered if he still had the touch.
“Uh, Jerry,” he asked, “mind if I take your Father on?”
“Why not, you’ll lose.” Jerry said, handing the control to Charles. Jerry went with Vixen into the kitchen.
‘Let’s see if I still got it.’ He thought, choosing his fighter and starting the match.
A Wolfen lost at that game that day.
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“Come on, Aunt Vixen!!!” Jerry said, climbing on the counter.
“But your sister is asleep!” Vixen said, secretly agreeing to eat him.
“Aw, man. It isn’t fa…” But Jerry didn’t finish as Vixen put chocolate on her nephew.
“I just LOVE chocolate mouse!” she said, popping the little one into her mouth. He giggled as Vixen tickled him with her tongue, thanking his aunt for eating him. With a couple of swallows, he had joined Callie in her now full sexbelly.
“I hope it isn’t to cramped for them.” She suddenly thought. But it clearly wasn’t. He heard them both settle down to sleep inside her, and she only shook her head.
“They love it when you do that.” Karen said, walking in. “My husband just got his butt whooped in that game. You never told us he was a gaming guru, as it were.”
“He likes them, if that’s what you mean,” Vixen said, “but he doesn’t play them very much since…”
“Since when?”
“Since his mother died. She was the last person other than him in his family, so only he and about six others went to her funeral. Now he lives alone in the outskirts of Johnstown.”
“Poor guy.” Karen said. “I know how he feels.”
“He’s all right now.” Vixen said, putting away the chocolate sauce. “He told me once that knowing me is having his family back.”
“Will you marry him, do you think?”
Vixen didn’t even need to think it over. “Yes.” She said. “I know I will.”
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“Good God, man!” Ben said, astonished at Charles’ gaming. “How did you ever learn to do that?!”
“My Mom always had time to play a bit with me, so we got good fast.” Charles said. “I miss her, you know. For awhile, I couldn’t even play these things.”
“I can imagine somewhat.” Ben said, turning off the game. “So, are you going to marry my sister?”
“I want to, that’s for sure.” Charles said. “And when I get the ring for the wedding, I will.”
“Let me know if you need a best man.”
“Sure will, Ben. It’s nice to see someone who is as much into gaming as I once was.”
Ben laughed a bit at that, and they both went out to find their women.
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It was later that evening when supper was being prepared. The rest of the family was expected soon, and everyone was up to something. Ben and Charles had shot a round of pool in the game room. Karen and Vixen were busy making the meal. Both children, now out of Vixen’s belly, were working on another game. All stopped in their tracks as the doorbell rang.
‘Oh, boy.’ Charles thought. ‘Here we go…’
Vixen answered the door to a tall, silver and white furred wolfen and a foxtaur similar in appearance to Vixen. Behind them was a black furred catamorph. All were glad to see Vixen.
“Happy Thanksgiving!” They said in unison. Each one gave her a hug and stepped in.
“Mom! Dad! Felicia!” Vixen said, glad to see them all. “Happy Thanksgiving!”
“So, little girl,” Vixen’s dad said, “where is my future son – in – law?”
“Right here.” Charles said, bowing to them. The parents were glad, but the catamorph clearly hadn’t got it yet.
“Why Vixen! You didn’t have to give us a gift!” She said, feeling Charles for plumpness. “He’ll make a fine dinner!”
“Felicia…” Vixen tried to say. No chance.
“He’ll be perfect as a roast or a meat pie! Where do you keep your meat choppers?”
“Felicia…”
“Never mind, I’ll find them. Come on, dinner, let’s make you tasty!” the Catamorph started to pull him away, but Vixen stopped her.
“FELICIA!!!!” She shouted. Now the catamorph listened. “This is my boyfriend. The one I love.”
Felicia looked at Charles, a surprised look on her face. It was also coupled with disbelief and disappointment.
“You must be Felicia.” Charles said, a look of dislike clearly on his face. “Happy Thanksgiving.”
Felicia fainted right then and there.
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“She’ll be all right.” Vixen’s mom said. “She’ll understand eventually. In any case, I am Ashira and this is Darrick, my husband.”
“Unlike Felicia, I think it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” Darrick said, shaking Charles’ hand. That was happening a lot today.
“The pleasure is mine sir.” Charles said. “Or should I call you father?”
Darrick laughed. “Not a problem, son! Not a problem at all!”
Vixen was overjoyed! They loved her choice of mate!
They all sat down in the living room (except for Felicia, who was taken upstairs to lie down). Charles told the parents all about himself and his wish to one day marry Vixen.
“I know I’m not wealthy or popular,” he said, “But I’m a hard worker and I’ll do everything in my power to make your daughter happy.”
“I know all about you.” Darrick finally said. “I’m familiar with your Mr. Thompson and this Vore Chat you mentioned. Your boss is actually a friend of mine.”
“He doesn’t know of you and Vixen yet.” Ashira said, guessing Charles’ thoughts. “But I think he’ll find out soon. Then you will have either his blessing or his job.”
Charles laughed at the thought. “Actually, I wouldn’t mind it.” He said. “I’m big into programming and computers, and I hope one day to even design my own video game.”
“Well,” Darrick said, “we mostly like games, though I still say Pac – Man was the best.” Everyone laughed at that one.
“So, Mr. Cortez,” Ashira said, “I have heard you are alone in your family. An orphan, if you will.”
Charles couldn’t lie about that. “Yes Ma’am.”
“Well, feel free to call us your family. All of us, especially Vixen, I think would welcome that.”
“Not all.” Ben said, remembering his sister again.
“That reminds me,” Vixen said, “I better go check on her.” And she left the room to head upstairs.
“Felicia has always been like this, Charles.” Ashira said. “The last man to cross her path became an ice cream sundae.”
“And it doesn’t help that she works at a restaurant, of all places!” Ben said. “’The Wildcat Eatery’. The most disgusting place I have ever seen!”
“Yet I have a feeling there is a business for that.” Charles said, slightly interested.
“It isn’t ALL bad,” Darrick said, “but it sure is not good. It sells the people or ‘taurs, and it’s the customer who decides his or her fate. And it’s LEGAL! A bunch of loopholes in the state bill allows the restaurant to exist.”
“Worse,” Ben said, “business is never bad. People and ‘taurs both sign up as customers… and dinners. It’s all done willingly, or so they say.”
“Well, I can’t say anything.” Charles said. “I let Vixen cook me the first time. Of course, I drank some of that body coolant or whatever you call it. I wasn’t ready to die right then and there, so when she said she could eat me and I’d still live, I knew I had to try it.
“What I don’t understand is why all ‘taurs aren’t like that. After all, it seems more cost efficient.”
“Because some ‘taurs long for the insides of creatures.” Ashira explained, wiping her eyes. “It is sad that some are like that: they quiver in delight at the life blood and inner meat of a man. That puts man, in their eyes, at the same level as cattle.”
“Sorry I asked.” Charles said, changing the subject to one more pleasant. It was clear Felicia would try this again to him, and he would have to be ready.
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“But why, Vixen?” Felicia asked, enraged that she cannot have Charles for dinner.
“Because,” Vixen said, “He is my whole life now. He loves me and I him. I’m going to marry him someday soon, and you won’t change that. Damnit Felicia! He’s my mate!”
“You’re mate is supposed to be a meal! Human males are delicacies, but cannot become more than that! You’re in love with what should be slaughtered and eaten right NOW!”
Vixen slapped her sister… HARD. When she recoiled from the blow, blood trickled down from her nose.
“Never, ever, say that again you cannibal.” Vixens said, a mix of anger and sadness in her voice. “All my life I have wondered why you want to kill and eat creatures at the exact same level as we are. Still I don’t understand. I guess if he were a foxtaur like me or a catamorph like you, there would be no problems.”
Felicia knew Vixen was right. If Charles wasn’t a human it wouldn’t matter. She wouldn’t want to eat him. If Charles were female, it wouldn’t matter either.
But Charles was a human male. As such, Felicia couldn’t see him as more than food. It was an addiction. She wanted to taste his inner meat, savor it, and digest it.
“Vixen, you know I’ve always been like this.” She said at last. “I’ll respect your choice in mate, but I don’t know if I can control myself from eating him.”
“Try. For me.” Vixen said, hugging her sister. Though they couldn’t agree on several things, they still loved each other. Even at times like this, when they were almost at each other’s throats.
“I will. But I still say we should cook him.”
“Felicia…” Vixen said, gritting her teeth.
“All right, all right.” She said. “I’ll keep from eating him.”
“Thanks.” Vixen said, but she knew she would have to keep an eye on her young sister.
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Supper consisted of several homemade pizzas and breadsticks, as well as more of the vorish cola. Talk mainly revolved around sleeping arrangements and plans for the week. When dinner was done, the women set to cleaning while the men went to shoot pool. Jerry and Callie watched as they played. All the while, Felicia had tried not to look at Charles, as it would only make her hungry for him.
But Felicia couldn’t avoid him forever. She found him sitting in the living room, and her mouth watered. But she controlled herself. For Vixen’s sake.
“Hi.” She said, clearly nervous.
“Felicia, hello.” Charles said, looking up. “I was waiting for Vixen. We finished our pool game, and now they’re relaxing for a moment.” He stood up and walked over to her.
“Look, I know all about you and I don’t dislike you. I’d probably ask you sometime to prepare me for Vixen. I love her so much, and I like nourishing her. Besides, from what I hear, you’re a top notch chef.” Felicia almost lost herself and rushed this handsome creature to the chopper again. But what Charles said next brought her out of her fantasy:
“But you better not try anything. I know I’m not more than meat to you, but this meat will bite back. I happen to have recently tasted kittenmorph, and I have no doubt that catamorph is any different. There. I’ve said it all, and now you know.”
Felicia stood there, her eyes bulging. She looked at the human before him in a different way now. He was like her and Vixen, and he’d make a welcome addition to the family. Yet she still salivated at his appearance.
“Sorry about before.” She finally said, regaining herself. “I just never have seen men like you before. Most of the ones I see are jerks. Yet when they’re eaten, they taste quite yummy.” She licked her lips as she remembered her last dinner. “I have no doubt you are any… Oh, listen to me. I’m doing it again, thinking you are mere meat.” She looked as though she would cry.
“Hey, stop it.” Charles said, lifting her chin until she looked into his eyes. “Your mate is out there. Maybe he’ll ask you to eat him, like I did with Vixen. Maybe it will be a courtship deal. But he’s out there, Felicia.”
Felicia smiled. No wonder Vixen loved him! “Thanks, brother.” She said, giving a smile. “I’ll look hard.”
“At least I know why you eat men.” Charles said. She laughed a little at that.
“I guess so. I guess I got hurt so many times I just stopped thinking of humans as equals. But there are others like you, I know.”
Charles smiled and walked off. Felicia stood there, eyeing Charles in a new light. Yet she still wanted to eat him! She also knew if she did, Vixen would kill her. Even swallowing him could be considered cheating on Vixen. But still, she wanted him inside her sexbelly at the very least!
That was when she got a brainstorm. She knew of a way to both get him on the dinner plate AND have Vixen’s approval.
She’d swallow them both.
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“You want to WHAT?” Vixen said, scarcely believing her sisters suggestion.
“Listen, you know that sexual arousal occurs MUCH easier in a sexbelly.” Felicia explained, trying to get her idea straight. “That’s why it was called that in the first place! So why not let me eat you two lovebirds up, sending you into that very belly!”
“Come on, Felicia.” Vixen said, pacing around her room. “This is nuts! Even if Charles agreed to this, how will you keep from chomping him?”
“Because he is different from the others, Vixen. You were right all along. There are bad men but not all are bad! He’s so kind and selfless. I hate you for getting him first!”
Vixen giggled at that one. “Oh… All right.” She said at last. “I’ll ask him.”
“Oh, Vixen,” Felicia said, hugging her sister, “thank you! You won’t be sorry!”
Felicia rushed out of the room, happier than sunshine. Vixen just stood there, nervous about what Charles would say.
“Maybe not you, but I might be sorry. Oh, what have I gotten into this time?”
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Charles wasn’t asked about Felicia’s suggestion for three days. Vixen was worried that he would say no, then that he would say yes. She tried to hide it, but it was clear to her brother that something was up. But when she lost against him at a game she was unbeatable at, he had to ask her.
“Alright, Sis.” He said, turning off the game. “What the Hell is going on with you? What are you hiding from us?”
“Not from all of you,” Vixen said, “from Charles. Felicia wants to eat us both before the vacation is over, and I have to ask him.”
“That’s it?” Ben said, obviously not impressed. “If that’s all, just ask him!”
“I can’t!” She said. “If he says yes, there is the possibility that she’ll kill him, and if he says no… Well, I just don’t want to think about it!”
“Maybe I should.” A voice said. It was Charles. “Vixen, I’m your man. If you want this, then I do to. Okay?”
“Oh Charles, I’m so sorry.” Vixen said. Ben chuckled and left the room.
Before Vixen could further apologize, Charles kissed her lips. He stuck his tongue in her mouth and tasted it all over. He massaged her back and pulled her close, wanting to take her right there and then. When at last he ended the kiss, she looked at him lovingly, and he her.
“You might get hurt.” Vixen said. “She could hurt you.”
“Or you.” Charles said, stroking the back of her head. “But I’m willing to take the chance.”
“Me two.” Vixen said, nuzzling into his chest.
They headed for Felicia’s room and opened the door.
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Felicia set herself up for her huge meal. They had agreed to enter her sexbelly, and she was looking forward to it.
“Remember, you promised not to hurt him.” Vixen said, removing her dress. Charles was already undressed and covered with whipped cream.
“I won’t hurt him.” Felicia said. “You’re going to be on top of him.”
Vixen nodded, settling down on Charles. It felt different because of the whipped cream, but still VERY nice.
“Now,” Felicia said, seating herself at their feet, “it’s time for my snack!”
Charles relaxed and kissed Vixen, looking at her, longing for the experience as they were slowly eaten. Vixen quickly guessed his thoughts, and maneuvered her second mouth until it found his shaft, slightly erect at this point. By now, Felicia was up to their knees, but they still were able to move enough. Vixen nipped at Charles’ neck, loving its taste, while Charles sucked on Vixens’ ear. She purred in delight at the feeling.
All the while, Felicia was having the best meal she ever had. She had tasted Vixen before, who was delicious of course, but Charles was even more so. He tasted like her favorite cakes, and was soft and moist. Both were easily being swallowed, the only problem being at their behinds. The moment she got their sex units in, however, she was aware of another taste. It was an icing liquid, extremely sweet. She knew it was bits of her meals orgasms.
“We must be tasty if she’s going this fast!” Vixen said, shivering at the warmth of Felicia’s throat. Charles just held Vixen for a moment, so to make it easier for Felicia.
And then it happened. By accident, Felicia bit down harder than she needed to, giving both of them small wounds on their arm. They were pin prick size, but enough for Felicia to taste their inside life.
“YOU PROMISED!!!” Vixen said, upset about what happened. But it was clear that it was an accident. Felicia put pressure on the wounds and grabbed some ointment to close them. Vixen and Charles stopped bleeding in thirty seconds from the time of injury. When the wounds were sealed, she swallowed them both. It was easily done, and Felicia soon was lying on the bed, her belly bulging from her sister and future brother – in – law.
Inside, the two arrived in the sexbelly, landing with another orgasm. Vixen screamed in delight as her body was filled with her lover’s cum. At last, the feeling subsided, and they lay in the silken belly, massaged by the stomach walls.
“Again, Charles.” Vixen said, lust in her mind and love in her eyes. “Do me again.”
“Don’t you ever… OHHH!!!… tire of me… MMM… Vixen?” Charles said, getting his answer before he even finished. She was sucking his shaft with her slit, and began to lick his face softly, teasing him, enticing him to continue the sexual experience.
He naturally gave in, giving her a powerful french kiss and thrusting into her. She moaned in pleasure as he moved all over her with his lips and hands. She responded by shifting her position, turning herself until his shaft was in her hot mouth. With a few sucks, his seed was stuffed in her mouth like icing from a pastry bag. When it was dry, she readjusted herself in the roomy stomach until their eyes and chests met. Licking the last of his cum from her lips, she swallowed joyfully, loving its taste.
“How can you be so tasty, inside and out?” Vixen asked softly, nuzzling against his chest, murring in satisfaction.
“It’s just how I am.” He said. He really didn’t know, after all.
Vixen giggled a little and fell to sleep, massaged by both her sisters’ wonderful stomach and her lover’s willing hands. Charles, exhausted from the efforts, soon followed suit, a smile on his face. It was a good experience.
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Ben walked into the room to check on the trio a few hours later. It was late now, but Ben had to be sure everything was all right. He was not that surprised by what he saw.
There, lying on the bed, was Felicia. Her belly bulged so much from Vixen and Charles that it looked more like a fluffy ball than her chest. Of course, it also made her breast much bigger.
Ben was relieved when he saw motion inside her belly. She had kept her word and sent them to her sexbelly. Ben smiled as he saw Felicia smile and lick her lips, and went to leave the room.
“Wait, please.” Felicia said, obviously still awake. “I did hurt them, if that’s what you’re wondering. I don’t like that I did it, either.”
Ben faced her and smiled. “If it was an accident then I don’t think they care.”
“They didn’t care then.” Felicia said, gently rubbing her belly. “They were making love in there until about an hour ago. Now they’re fast asleep.”
“So why aren’t you?” Ben asked. “You look like you could dose off any moment.”
“I didn’t want to miss a moment of this bliss.” She replied. She shifted her body slowly until it faced him completely. “There were ‘taurs who say that eating the inner parts of a creature is the finest experience of all. It isn’t. When lovers willingly give themselves to you, to sleep and make love inside of you, THEN you have the finest experience in this area. I just wish I knew that sooner.”
Ben understood completely what she was feeling. “Look, if all ‘taurs felt eating the inner life of our equals was wrong, there wouldn’t even be this problem. You are a good person, Felicia. Granted, you do like to fully eat creatures, but so do many others in this world. One day it will end, and you might be the one that ends it.”
Felicia felt better after hearing that. Ben said his good night after that, leaving Felicia to her designs. She loved eating the lovers, and hoped she would again soon.
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Charles was first to awake that morning. He smiled as he felt that his shaft was still in his lover. All around, the walls of the catamorph’s belly waved slightly, like leaves in a gentle breeze. Charles knew what that meant: Felicia wasn’t up yet. Vixen, however, was.
“Morning, my love.” Vixen said, stroking his hair. “I was licking all that whipped cream off of you, and it was wonderful.”
“You’re something else, Vixen.” Charles said, pulling her closer to his lips. “Don’t ever change.”
Vixen moaned in pleasure as Charles stirred his cock in her soft opening. He furthered the love with a delicate kiss. It was a peck at first, then emerged into a full-fledged french kiss. It did not take much for Charles to cum in her, and she shivered as the seed entered her. When it was done, Charles finally pulled out his shaft, wet and sticky from the night. They then lay by each other, pure love in their eyes.
“Morning, lovebirds!” Came a voice from outside. Apparently, Felicia was awakened by their lovemaking.
“Morning Felicia.” Charles called. “What time is it?”
“9:30. if you weren’t up yet, I was going to wake you. We have a lot to do today.”
Vixen almost bust through the stomach as she realized it was the day before Thanksgiving! Today was a day to prepare food, and there was going to be a LOT!
“Felicia, you better let us out right away. And thanks for a wonderful evening.”
“No,” Felicia said, opening her mouth, “Thank you.” As the two climbed out, she was able to taste them again. She mmmed to herself and licked them playfully, making them giggle as they landed on the floor before Felicia.
“Stop being so tasty, sis!” Felicia said, bursting in laughter. It quickly became clear to Charles that he was going to be part of this family, weather he married Vixen or not! It wasn’t the average family, that was for sure, but it was a good one.
As the laughter ceased, Charles and Vixen cleaned themselves off and prepared for the day. They had brought in their outfits for today before being eaten, so they wouldn’t risk flashing anyone else.
“Charles, we will probably be gone awhile to get the shopping done for Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow.” Vixen said once she was dressed. “Don’t run off on me.” Charles only smiled at the last part.
“I wouldn’t dream of it, my dear.” Charles said. “Just don’t be away too long. I can’t stand being away from you.” Charles was about to kiss, when he became aware that Felicia WAS WATCHING.
“Come on, guys!” Felicia said, egging them on. “Go for the French style!” Vixen smiled and obeyed before Charles even said a word. When they were done, they looked into each others eyes, a look of love in them.
“See you tonight.” Vixen said. She and Felicia then went downstairs to join the other women. Charles, however, had not moved.
He only smiled as he saw her. For the first time in a long time, he felt that he was home. True an UNUSUAL home, but a home nonetheless. And it made him happy to be a part of this.
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When the girls returned it was late in the afternoon, just like they had said. They immediately set to work, getting everything ready for the big feast tomorrow. The men wanted to help, but were repeatedly told to stay out of the way. Charles was curious why, as he had always been a good cook himself.
He didn’t wonder long. He peeked into the kitchen just to see his love at work, and was astonished! There were all sorts of food being made ready for tomorrow. Obviously, the family was in to nice meals. But suddenly, Vixen motioned for Charles to come in for a moment. When he did so, she shooed the other women out.
“So, what do you think of the family?” Vixen asked.
“I love ‘em!” Charles replied, a big grin on his face. He meant it too.
“They all like you, too. You are a real blessing according to them. A human son with more than enough love for everyone… especially me. In short, they want you to be part of this family, and the sooner, the better.”
Charles smiled at that, but Vixen continued before he could say a word. “That’s why I… I…”
“What?” Charles asked, fearing the worst.
“I want you to move in. Live with me before we get married. I talked to mom and dad about it, and they think it’s a great idea. Besides, I cannot let you leave for days on end, only to see me for just a few hours. I need you now.”
Charles shed a happy tear and rushed to Vixen, wrapping his arms around his lover. He had hoped she would ask this! It would mean he could marry her by the start of the new year, as he wouldn’t have to use most of his money just to pay the rent! No words needed to be said. Charles had said yes with his actions, and then he sealed it, giving his lover a kiss.
“YEAH, BABY!!!” A man’s voice said. It was Vixen’s father.
“DAD!!!!” Vixen screamed, half in surprise and half in teasing anger. He had heard the whole thing!
“Well, it’s about time you asked him, Vixen my dear!” Derrick said, putting an arm around his daughter. “I almost thought you weren’t going to!”
Charles just laughed in the background. But it didn’t last long. He soon got some of the wind knocked out of him as his will-be father slapped him on the back.
“Welcome to the family, Son!”
All Charles could manage was a smile.

THE END OF ONE TALE, BUT THE START OF A NEW LIFE.

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