Pulling into the parking lot of the motel you let out a sigh of relief, you have been traveling on the road non-stop for nearly four hours now. But it was all worth it as you have reached your goal, the small town of Abi. 


Opening your door, your fur is lightly pestered by the rain as you make your way into the main office. Inside you are met with a small unattended reception desk with a worn red bell and a guest ledger sat upon it, white painted walls with a hexagonal patterning, a small cork board containing a set of ten hooks, all of which still had the keys hanging from them, and small group of chairs pressed against the wall next to you being overlooked by a single window overlooking the parking lot. The room would be otherwise very bland if not for a tourist information station with bright scenic overhead shots taken of the town and its surrounding areas.


You outstretch a paw and harshly tap down the plunger causing the bell to emit a shrill ring. before you know it, you hear a door open outside as you watch a figure swiftly pass by the window and into the main lobby.


You're met with who you presume to be either the owner or manager of the motel: A rather spindly and thin old fox dressed in blue overalls which harshly contrasted her fur's deep orange tone. She met your eyes before immediately shouting out a welcome


"So good to see another customer, welcome to the Waystation, the finest motel this side of the reservation, what can I do for you on this fine evening young man?"


 "I'm just stopping by to look around" you respond, meeting her eyes


"Oh, well take your time dear, im in no rush" She finished as she made her way to one of the chairs against the wall and sat down. 


She begins to idly twiddle her thumbs as she stares intently at you. You can tell that age has certainly beat her down but not held her back, she still moves with a volition marched by someone half her age and she still has this youthful sparkle to her voice and eyes. 


She must have been a remarkable woman, If I had met her in her youth, I almost certainly would have fallen for her' you think to yourself as you catch yourself zoning out


You figure it would be polite not keep her waiting too long, you however, quickly shake that thought and continue to stand idly at the reception desk


"I don't mean to be rude young man, but is there any particular reason you came in here other than to ring the bell?"


“Besides to look at you?”


"Oh? Now why would you go and do that dear? Surely somebody of your age has something better to down that go playing around with women in their fifty’s"


You have clearly caught her off guard with your statement, but she does not seem entirely adverse to your advance. You catch a slight twinkle of interest in her eye as her tail flicks back and forth against the wall. 


“Not really no, I don’t have anything better to do” you tease


"Well, color me interested, what is it that you find in a woman like me that makes you say that?"


She had now risen from her seat and made her over to you, while doing so, she slightly unzipped her coveralls to reveal the upper portion of her chest to you. She was in no way nude, but just enough to be provocative. You could just barely make out the supple curves of her breasts and the gentle color ripple of the pure orange fur which covered her body. 


She is clearly fishing now that she knows you are interested


“I would hopefully find myself inside you” 


"Well, you're certainly blunt. I like that though..." She starts, now making her way even closer to you "...If you would like, we could take this to my room and see just how deep inside me you can get"


She began to rub one paw up and down your chest before placing another firmly on your crotch. At this point, she very clearly wasn't going to take no for an answer


“Maybe you didn’t catch that, I would like to be inside you”


"Oh, I think I understand what you mean…" She begins, now making her way over to you, forcing you against the lobby wall "..You want to get the full tour don’t you..." now fully forcing her body against yours "... I don't think anyone would mind If I just... tucked you away, and since you seem oh so eager, I would be more than happy to oblige such a willing meal"


She has you entirely pinned against the wall, you can't move an inch. You watch in excitement as she opened her maw and wrapped it over your muzzle, biting down slightly causing you to let out a slight yelp. Her moist mouth coating you in its saliva, preparing you for the inevitable journey down her gullet.


You feel her hands pin your arms to your sides before she moves her mouth further forward, plunging you into darkness. You feel her tongue lap at your face, further soaking your fur in her saliva.


She grips you tight as she shoves more and more of your head into her throat, you could feel the walls of her throat pressing tightly against your nose as they rumbled rhythmically with every shallow breath she took, you feel a slight wind passing by your snout as she drew a large breath before you felt her lean forward, further engulfing you


Now halfway inside her, you could feel the walls of her throat nearly crushing you with pressure. Yet, strangely, despite the tightness you felt yourself almost effortlessly sliding down it, every swallow served to slide you deeper and deeper as her throat contracted harder and harder, pulling you deeper inside. And then, with one final gulp, you found yourself slipping past the point of no return.


Sliding into the stomach you feel yourself plunge head first into its grasp. The acids quickly bite at your face, upright yourself inside the pitch black and confined space. You hear her giggle to herself slightly before you make out the muffled taunts of you captor


"You feel wonderful in there dear. Hope it fits you well, and apologies, but I haven't had much to eat recently, besides you anyways, so my stomach may be more than eager to get its claws into you"


She was being truthful, the acid was merciless, you could already feel your fur dissolving as the scent of burn hair hit your nostrils. A light tingle crept over your skin as the stomach grew accustomed to its meal. You could feel her sloshing you around inside her to ensure you were evenly coated in her acids.


With a sudden flop, you felt gravity shift around you. You figure she must be lying down now, no doubt making a great effort to digest her meal.


Soon the tingle grew to a burn as you felt more and more of your fur singe off into the acid. You could vaguely hear the snores of your consumer from just outside of her stomach. You cannot believe an old woman such as her had such strength. It was downright shameful by your standards that she hand pinned you so easily, and despite your willingness to be eaten, it still was strange at how strong she was. Yet all the while, strangely arousing


You could feel yourself growing erect, which in any other circumstance would have been welcome, but in this place, you quickly understood the gravity of the mistake you just made. As the tip of your cock poked out from its sheath it was harshly bit by the acid, causing waves of pain to ripple through your body sending you into a flurry of movement.


moving about the tight stomach you make no progress, only serving to further coat your already aching body in more of her digestive fluids. She didn't even wake up, or if she did, she clearly wasn't paying you any mind.


***


Your whole body now ached and hung heavy, the last of your energy spent on a feeble escape attempt after you realised she had no intent of letting you out. You could feel the acids working on your flesh now, what little fur you had by this point had long since either fallen or burned off in the digestion process


You could feel the skin peeling off your face and arms while what little control of your legs you had left had quickly faded in the past five minutes. Doing your best to shift your weight to be as comfortable as you could while being digested alive, but while doing so you heard a slight pop, before you slid even further into the acid. You were now up to your chest in it


Feeling about in the darkness with what little strength you had left you quickly laid your hand on what caused the snap. Feeling up what accompanied you in this prison, you let out a choked gasp. It was your torso, nothing more than melted flesh and polished bone. Whatever hope you had left at getting out, quickly melted away like your lower half, You feel what could be a tear drip down your face as you feel your final seconds of consciousness fade away into obscurity as the only thing the world would have left to remember you by was the supple sway of Dianne's hips and plump bounce of her breast