A Meal With A Side Of Comeuppance [TTA]

BEFORE READING, ALL CHARACTERS AND OTHERS ARE COPYRIGHTS TO WARNER BROTHERS AND ALBLIM ENTERTAINMENT (produced by STEVEN SPIELBERG), INCLUDING TOM RUEGGER (for his creativity). THEREFORE, AM ANNOUNCING AN APOLOGY TO THOSE!












Jonny Pew, a famous blue skunk in a black leather jack who plays in a lot of box office successful movies, was trekking his way to a house. It was already sunset at this point as the wind was starting to chill a bit. For the skunk, he also possesses a small note that indicates the address of this house. "Yep," he responded in a cool voice, "This must be the joint." He looks up at the door. He approaches near the door and knocks it. As he waits for someone to answer, he thought to himself ((I always love any kind of dinners, but I don't know about having a dinner by someone who doesn't tell me who they really are. It's like as if I had some secret admirer, but who might that be?)).

Just then, the knob rattled and the door backs up. Johnny gasped to see who was behind that door. The door of the run-down cadillac-turned-trailer house flung open and Johnny was met with a familiar face. A face he wasn't sure he ever really wanted to see again. "Ma cheri! Bonjour!" said the purple and white skunk flirtatiously. "I trust zere vas no DEE-FEE-cul-TEE in getting 'ere?" She held her hand out to be kissed. "Fifi!" Jonny responded nervously. The worried skunk mutters a bit, recalling that day when he takes Fifi's picture of him, signs it, and gives it away to another girl. He fears that something is going on up her sleeve, but he wasn't certain. "Uh.....pleased to meet you." Jonny peeped out an awkward greet. Just then, he thinks it would please her by taking Fifi's paw and kisses it.

Fifa took her hand away and giggled slightly. "Oh, mon ami, do you not remember me from zat summer, oh so long ago. Ah yes, I remember it well..." she said dreamily, then grimaced, then smiled again. "Well come in! Do not stand out where eet eez muggy and hot. Dinner will be ready shortly." Jonny enters into her fine domain. He sweats that something foreboding is at hand. "So, uh, Fifi,......." the skunk begins to break more of the silence, "What makes you want to invite me over here?" He gulps, fearing what the answer would be.

She led Johnny into her abode. It was quite nicely done up, despite being, well, a run-down car. "Well, after much thinking and conzideration, I 'ave decided that you deserved a second change." She pinched his cheek affectionately, then a little harder. "'ow could I stay mad a such a baby face like yours??" Jonny's face blushes. He had a smile on his face. "R-really?" he responded, feeling forgiven and flattered. "Oohhhh, but of-COUSE!! Fifa does not surrender to just anybody, mon frare. Now eef you will excusŽmoi..." She crawled out the window, tail brushing against Johnny's face as she went, to check on the dinner cooking on what was once the car's battery. A little sip here and a nibble there told her everything was coming along nicely. ""e weel luv eet" Her empty stomach growled, as she had been saving herself all day. "Shhhh, hush now, leetle one," she said as she patted it. "Patience, she is a virtue, no?" She slunk back inside.

"Is it ready by any chance?" Jonny's voice was heard. "Soon, mai cheree. For now, let us go and sit togezairŽ," she said as she took his hand to the back seat, which was set up as a comfy couch. She sat across from his, legs crossed and grinning. "So tell me, mon fraire, how, oh, what eez it... are you?" "Life hasn't been dandy since I was caked up by that freaky girl who thinks I was a kitty," Jonny Pew muttered, "All those days of tea time and head traumas and even some games that nearly killed me. I had no choice but to skunk her and ran away. I was late for some of my roleplays in movies. I had to explain to them about that orange-haired girl in a sissy dress. I manage to catch what I need to do. So far, I haven't even seen that pink skunk in a green swimsuit."

Fifi nodded, but she wasn't really listening. She was thinking about something else, while randomly interjecting "Mmmhmm" and "Oh!" to not give him any impression that he had less than her undivided attention. Of corse she made a face at the thought of that bimbette who stole her autographed photo of Johnny (not that it was her fault, exactly, but she made a mental note to invite her over next). "Ah, yes, very busy, it sounds no? I, myself, have been very busy too: looking into zee colleges now zat I am to be an adult. Iz exhausting, no?" Her stomach growled again and she covered in embarrassed. "Oh, pardonŽ moi! She 'as been waiting all the day!" "So....um.......you think our meal is already done by now?" Jonny Pew rubbed his own. "I had to admit, I haven't ate since my lunchbreak with Cher."

"Patience, she is a virtue, no?" Fifi replied as she stroked Johnny's cheek. She took his hand and brought him closer to cuddle under his chin, finally bringing him into a huge embrace. Jonny's face was redder than before. His heart felt like it's bound to burst out his chest. He was now forgetting about a possible doom as he feels safe and sound. He thinks that he was just being silly, thinking that Fifi will hurt him for what he had done to her. And then, he woos her, "And your heart longs for me once again, doll?" "Oui! Leesten to eet sing!" She pulled Johnny tighter into her embrace towards her chest and rested his head against her heart, which beat faster as she remembered that, con or not, she may as well get some action. "Ohh, eet flutters for you, mi cheree!" she went on, until the sound was interrupted again by her noisy tummy. "Whoa!" Jonny responded, "Sounds like your appetite is building up somehow!" Fifi blushed. "Oh, oui! I think the time of eating should be good now, no?" She crawled over Johnny's lap out the window and returned moments later, marching in with a tray of steaming pots to the tune of the French national anthem. Jonny's eyes glances at that tray. He was really excited to try out her fine cooking. Maybe he can hire her as a cook in some part of the Hollywood food stand near his stage. He then waits, licking his lips until Fifi was finally him with the meal. "Oooh, I bet something tastes good as it smells good!" he stated happily.

"I assure you, eet eez!" said Fifi coyly as she set everything down before the two of them, then turned to get dishes and silverware out of the glove box. "Wow!" the blue skunk cooed as his eyes twinkled. Fifi turned around and noticed her tail had lifted, exposing her rear for him. I 'ope you were talking about zee food, no?" she chuckled. "I sure am," Jonny winks at her. Fifi grinned back at him as she got the rest of the stuff ready. 'For a famous actor, he sure is a bad liar,' she thought as she brought everything to the coffee table she'd scrounged from the dump. Off came the pot lids, and in came the clear aroma of seafood bisque, boiled duck (nobody she knew, don't worry) and a baguette that had been kept warm. She took a deep whiff of the fruits of her labor and let out a contempt "le sigh." And her stomach let out another growl. "Shush! Tout suite!" she whispered angrily as she smacked her belly.

Jonny Pew couldn't wait to try them. "Wow....such amazing choices. I've always heard of French bread, snails, and frog's legs, but this is something I've never seen nor smell before." Jonny couldn't wait. He decides to first try the bisque. He finds a soup, scoops it and takes a sip. His tails erects as he really admires the flavour. "What a soup!" he complimented. Jonny then mentions what kind of soup is it, "Is it bouillabaisse?" Fifi nods as she takes a little for herself. "Whatever I could find. I did not doubt I could make something magnifiq weez eet! Muah!" She kissed her fingers and proceeded to eat herself. It was a relief to finally have something in her stomach, but she knew she had to pace herself if she was going to do what she was planning. Jonny was really loving the soup as he gulps it all down. Once he licks some left around his lips, he smiles warmily from that delicious broth. Just then, he glances at the baguette. He takes it up and begins eating it. He chomps his teeth rappidly as the cartoon sound of buttons from a typewritter were heard and his finger pressing towards the chomping fangs. When he finally reaches to the end, there was BING sound to add in. He then gulps it down as he sez, "I always enjoy French bread before." Jonny was really loving the soup as he gulps it all down. Once he licks some left around his lips, he smiles warmily from that delicious broth. Just then, he glances at the baguette. He takes it up and begins eating it. He chomps his teeth rappidly as the cartoon sound of buttons from a typewritter were heard and his finger pressing towards the chomping fangs. When he finally reaches to the end, there was BING sound to add in. He then gulps it down as he sez, "I always enjoy French bread before." "And now, the duck!" Jonny sez as he rubs his hands with a chuckle as if he was some plotting villain. Staring at the duck, he takes its leg and yanks it like a madman. He then takes a big bite onto the fried skin and cooked muscle inside.

Fifi scowls, remembering how much of a dunderhead Johnny is and broke off the bread in her mouth, then set the rest aside as she watched Johnny gorge himself. "Peejon, don't forget to save a little for moi!" "Oops...." Jonny laughs nervously as that piece of meat was dangling while being clunched onto his teeth, "Sorry!" He apologized in a muffled voice. "I am only glad you are enjoying eet, moi love!" she said as she smiled quietly to herself, planning her next move. The blue skunk was soon too busy enjoying the savor of the pheasant. Fifi grinned began to notice a bulge in his abdomen. If all went well, he would be properly fattened up for her in no time.

Once he finishes the leg, he licks the bone of the leg and places it on the plate. He then reaches for the next leg and nibbles on it ravenously. Fifi scooted over to him so their hips were touching and rested her head on his shoulder, enjoying the sound of his ravenous eating, glancing down every once in a while to check on his girth, which appeared to be increasing nicely. Jonny then reaches to the wings of the duck. He all of the sudden forgot to save some for Fifi. It's just that he never tries anything so wonderful before. He has no idea that Fifi would cook anything so wonderful. Fifi, meanwhile, reached over for a little slice and ate slowly, savoring it. 'I am good at this, aren't I?' she thought as the delicious poultry spread across her palette. Looking down at Johnny's belly, she noticed it had ballooned out into his lap with all of the indulgence. She reached over and rubbed his food baby. "My my, someone was hungry, no?" "I guess I had a bigger appetite than I thought," Jonny said as he blushes from the rubbing feeling. He then adds, "Do you got more kinds of cuisines your country makes as well?" "Oui! For desert, I 'ave zee piece de resistance!" Fifi replied as she pulled out a dish with a cover, removing it to reveal a delicious set of chocolate crescents! "Voila!"
On the tray, there are 5 in total. Jonny was really getting into this, in spite that he isn't aware of his own figure. He decides that instead of eating all at once, he should take his time on eating them and savor them. So he takes the first one and savors it. "Oh, I really love the chocolate." he complimented. Fifi lay on her belly and watched Johnny's get bigger and bigger. Unaware that it has a lot of cream, sugar, and chocolate on all the croissants, they appear to give him some inches of pounds. As he finishes his first one, he goes to the next one. He never realizes that his bigger beachball belly was growing more than before. For his jacket, they weren't even close of being stretches from his other part of the growing body.

Fifi slunk onto his lap and rested her ear on his belly. Jonny felt her head onto his gut, but he didn't care. He is pleased that he gets not only nice food, but some pleasurable comfort and attention. As he eats his third one, his belly gurgles with all that food inside him. Jonny felt her head onto his gut, but he didn't care. He is pleased that he gets not only nice food, but some pleasurable comfort and attention. As he eats his third one, his belly gurgles with all that food inside him. From the low, slow groans and the quick creaks inside, they were music to Fifi's ears. Fifi looked up at Johnny continuing to stuff his face. "Oh, mon cheree! Your stomach, she is talking to me!" she said as she sat up. "Really now?" Jonny finally spoke as he was going for his 4th crossiant. "What's it saying, if I may ask?"

"She is saying..." she replied as she removed her hair bow and reared back "...zat eet ees MY turn to eat!" And with that, she lunged towards him maw first and wrapped her lips around his head ravenously, pinning his arms to his sides and pushing his body down her throat. "Wait, wha..." Those were the words Jonny responded unsuspectingly as he was already at her throat. With Johnny halfway down, Fifi lifted her head to let gravity do the rest of the work, allowing his body to push further and further down until it finally reached her stomach, which gurgled loudly in anticipation of it's meal. However, she had a little trouble once she got to his plump belly. Stifling for a moment to curse to herself, she gave several hard gulps to push his potbelly past her teeth with some help from her tongue. Jonny was struggling to get his legs to do some work of getting him out. He hopes that his big gut keeps Fifi from swallowing him down as he tries to crawl up with his hands onto the walls of Fifi's esophagus. Suddenly, he felt two hands push down on his butt as he slipped into the fleshy, smelly, gurgling prison at full force.

GULP!

Jonny sadly slithers down by the force as he enters into the domains of Fifi's stomach. Due to his big size, it made it pretty crowded inside.

Johnny squirmed inside Fifi's stomach. "Please, Fifi...let me out?" Fifi just looked down at her huge squirming belly and rubbed it. "Settle down in zere," she said.

Fifi then belched so loud, it caused her own home to quake up. Even Jonny inside her was being shook by the belching force. Just then, Fifi blushed as she titters, "Excuse moi...' "I thought you said you forgave me!" Jonny yelled out. "Well, I've been holding that grudge for you since zat day. And even during zat wonderful meal. But after zen, I decide to let by-gones be by-gones. I'm only going to have you rest inside for a little while." Jonny wasn't sure, but she asks her if she is certain.

"Are you certain?" he asked, sweating.

"Oui," Fifi cooed as she rubs her gurgling gut, which was now a size of a huge ball bigger than herself. "Vou were handsome just thin, but with your gurgles in your fat goot, your beauty is just as big as your stomeek!" Jonny Pew smirked a bit, feeling quite blessed. He then thinks that he shouldn't worry about Fifi, yet he wonders about this HOT, CRAMPED, STICKY situation. "I'm...heh heh...quite glad to hear that, but...um....does this mean that I'm still going to disgest to my own grave?" Fifi made a small 'meh' as she explains, "I recall zat pink moffette or skunk made you give up moi picture and having zat autographed. And after vou have already  gotten your comeuppance, I zink you don't need to be digested." She added a shrug.

Just then, her belly jerked up. Fifi almost lost her balance as she responded, "Whoa, easy zere...." She patted it. "I'm just so happy," Jonny answered. Fifi smiles hearing that. Just then, she felt a sensation inside as if she was being rubbed. She couldn't help, but cooes pleasurably from that. The truth is that Jonny Pew IS rubbing her. "And as for a sweet favor, I shall please you with rubs." Fifi, who is now behaving like a dog, was panting happily as her leg kicks up. "Don't stop....' she cooed.

Jonny couldn't help it, but he think he and Fifi are going to be a happy two. As for Fifi, her once lost love for Jonny Pew has finally returned....

- The End -