On a windy autumn day in the forest, Yllen the gray wolf crouches at a river as she watches her reflection with yellow, red, and green leaves adrift. Gazing down at her blue eyes while dipping her muzzle into the water with a gentle sip, a fuzzy squirrel runs between Yllen's legs and punches her white belly in an attempt to pull the golden acorn out of her navel. She yelps as she tries to grab the squirrel from beneath, and, upon missing he runs off into the brush as her brown bracelet strapped tail rises.

“That was a cheap shot, nut-muncher!” Yllen shouts as she stands. Licking her lips with a grumble in her belly, she runs beneath the vibrantly colored trees in pursuit of her afternoon snack. Entering an area less crowded by vegetation, she spots a huge oak tree covered in red leaves sitting humbly beneath a flock of chirping blackbirds as they soar over. The pesky squirrel quickly ascends up the oak as she sprints after him, climbing into a hole while Yllen stands at the front with both paws on her hips, an acorn gets launched out at her - smacking her in the forehead before landing at her feet.

Picking it up with a low growl, the squirrel watch in anticipation. Yllen rubs her head with a wag of her tail. “Bad move buddy, you won't be getting away from me!” She shouts as she grips the tree. Shimmying herself up, her left paw grasps a thick branch above the hole before shoving her right arm in. “Come to Mama wolf...” Yllen says before the squirrel bites her finger. “Ouch...!” She cries as her ears lower while pulling out her paw. Gripping the sides of the tree, she pokes her nose into the hole as the scent of fresh meat fills her nostrils - waging her tail quickly. “I can bite too, tree rat!” she says plunging her head in, her mouth widens at the sight of the cornered squirrel as saliva drips down her fangs.

The moment Yllen's moist tongue wets his furry chest, he shakes in fear against the wall. A stringy lasso lowers over her upper jaw while forcefully tightening between her fangs - causing her muzzle to widen with a whimper. Struggling to pull herself out, her eyes gape as she realizes that her mouth is now stuck. Resting his paw on her fang with a flick of his tail, he smiles deviously as the door to a hidden room opens - a huge pile of acorns is behind it. “Nut-muncher, huh? We'll see who the real nut-muncher is after this...” He says menacingly.

Grabbing her tongue, he stretches it up like a slide. A line of squirrels come out of the door as they pass acorns to each other. One by one, they get tossed into her mouth, making the acorn's slide down her throat as she whimpers. On the exterior of the tree, a fat squirrel lays on a branch - causing it to lower above her tail. Knotting the thick branch to her bracelet, it hops back onto the oak while her tail springs upward, straightening out her body while making her legs dangle away from the tree.

Yllen's slender figure gently swells as she gulps away, a teardrop slides down her cheek with a line of wetness. Pushing roughly on the bark to break free, a tightening feeling enters her abdomen. “What's wrong Mama wolf? Getting full already? Well, that's too bad, because we're far from finished with you...” Yllen's eyes glisten with tears as she rubs her paws across her bloating belly, looking like she swallowed a basketball. Her legs kick around in desperation to escape as she claws at the tree, but it's no good as she moans loudly.

An apple-sized acorn gets passed along with her eyes locked on it helplessly, placing it at the back of her tongue, it rubs against her tonsil as it seeps into her esophagus - bulging out her throat. In a heavy gulp, her belly button protrudes outward with a loud popping noise - forcing out the golden acorn out before it rolls down the tree. Rubbing her paws across her belly blister, her ears lower in the realization that she's just lost her treasure. Now looking pregnant with twins at nine months, stretch marks begin to line across her girth as it gurgles loudly.

The fat squirrel grabs the golden acorn and scurries back up the bark of the oak above her, stepping down onto the rear of her neck, he crawls across her back before climbing up her tail - ready to cut the bracelet with his teeth as he holds onto the branch supporting it. “Well pudgy, it's been fun feeding ya, but since you've finally popped us the golden acorn, we'll take it as compensation for devouring our entire stock of regulars.” He chuckles. As the tight string gently unravels from her upper jaw, she moans while slowly sliding her head out of the hole with both paws gripped on the sides of the tree, too full to have any interest in eating another morsel. 

She rests her neck on the tree with her muzzle facing up against the bark while her over-gorged stomach weigh's her down, the fat squirrel nips the bracelet tightened around her tail - causing it to snap as the branch flings him up in the air. As her girth arcs into the tree, she bounces against it with a loss of grip, making her fall onto the leaf-showered ground with a loud thud. With the fat squirrel regaining his hold of the tree branch, he accidentally drops the golden acorn in Yllen's direction.

Letting out a soft whimper with a paw rested on her groaning belly, the shiny acorn drops down her gullet. Ulp... “My jewelry... and my figure!” She cries as she rests both paws on her back for support, wobbling back over to the river. She gasps as she unexpectedly meets her brown-furred wolf boyfriend, Eli. “Hey Yllen, you look... pregnant?” He says with a face of puzzlement, Yllen's cheeks turn red with a blush. “No..” She whimpers as he rubs her stuffed tummy. “And where's the acorn I gave you? I see you went from an innie to an outie, but I was really looking forward to seeing it on you.” He says curiously.

Yllen moans as she leans her muzzle on his shoulder. “I ate it!” She cries out as he continues rubbing her tightened midsection. “It's okay sweetie, you look much better like this anyway.” “Re... Really?” She replies with a sniffle as a tear runs down her cheek, Eli wipes it away, gazing into her sparkling blue eyes. “Really.” THE END