A Friend's Pet
By Jag
Contains M/M vore, micro/macro situations
Jag (c) Jag
Prow and Sparky (c) Sparky


Running along the sidewalk, Jag darted around a few others that stood in his path. They most certainly weren't in a hurry, but the feline was already an hour and a half late for saying goodbye to a friend before he headed on vacation. Sparky was taking off for the weekend and wanted Jag to look after his pet for a couple of days. Agreeing to this, the jaguar told the pikachu that he would be over bright and early to say goodbye to him and then play and feed his pet for him. Needless to say that wasn't going to happen now. Having tossed his alarm across the room when it started to beep, Jag slept in for another hour before leaping out of bed once he remembered the time. Jag had a few moments to get on a pair of jeans and a shirt before heading out the door, opting to just sprint a couple miles down the road rather then enjoy a nice walk like he had originally planned. Slowly coming to the house that Sparky lived in, he headed up to the door, slowly taking deep breathes to stop his panting. Eyeing the blue door in front of him a piece of yellow paper was stuck on the door. Pulling off the note Jag quickly looked it over and began to read it out loud to himself.

"Dear Jag. Knew you were going to be a lazy kitty today, so I'm not mad at you for missing me leaving. Still hopefully your not too late to play with Prow. He likes to play a lot and then have a good breakfast, so hopefully you don't get here too late. Wouldn't want anything to happen. :3"

Folding up the note Jag sighed to himself and had a quick look around the front yard and the driveway, sniffing the air in hopes to catch some kind of scent of Sparky to tell him when he might have left. Not picking up anything he lets out a little yawn and stretched his arms in the air before heading back to the front door. Grabbing hold of the handle and turning it, Jag stepped forward and smacked his head against the door. Growling to himself and taking a step backward he put a paw to his forehead and stared at the door, not expecting it to be locked. Quickly having a look about Jag rubbed his chin a few times, pacing around the yard.

"Now if I was a silly pikachu...where would I hide a key...."

Spying a plastic charmander garden statue among some flowers next to the front door, the feline slowly moved over to it, crouching down and pulling off one half of the stature, revealing a small gold key inside. Smiling, he pulled out the key and carefully headed back to the front door, sticking the key halfway into the keyhole and jerking it around a few times. For some strange reason it wasn't going all the way into the lock and it most certainly wasn't opening the door. A deep growl came from the jaguar's throat as he turned away from the door and chucked the key into the driveway. With a little clank it settled down in the dirt and Jag paced about the yard once again. If there wasn't a way inside then he couldn't do his designated duties that Sparky had asked him to. Taking a few deep breaths Jag began to settle his mind, there must have been a way inside of this house that he had overlooked.

One way inside was the window, but he would have to break one open in order to even get inside. Although if he broke one window, then later on down the road he would want to break another one and another and that's a one way road to breaking every single window of the house, then moving onto the next house. So that was out of the question, no breaking any windows. Of course he could always hire someone to take a look at the door and just pop the lock so he could get inside. Yet that would cost money and he didn't have very much to spare, much less spend on something like that. Catnip would be a better use of his money at the moment, just to relieve a bit of stress from not finding a way inside. Smacking his paw against his forehead, Jag continues to try and find a way into the house, turning his head towards the side of the house and seeing a rather large wooden fence that was almost as big as the house.

Wandering over to the fence Jag looked up at it, almost falling backwards from the sheer height of the thing. Measuring the fence with his eyes he could have sworn it was about twenty feet tall, which totally got him curious as to why a fence this big would be needed. Scratching his ear a few times Jag sprinted around the to the other side of the house, the same fence on the other side of the house as well. Tilting his head to the side, his tail began to flick from side to side, causing his ears to perk up all the way, his curiosity peaking. Running back to the front door Jag began to pull at the doorknob with his paws, wanting so badly to get inside of the house and to the other side of the fence. With the door not opening for him, the feline started to get antsy, jumping up and down and causing a little scene in the front yard as he went through a small tantrum. Jag's eyes wander about for a few seconds before stopping at a piece of the fence, something looking awfully like a door.

Dashing to it he tugged the handle and pushed forward the door stopping due to a lock on the door. Giving a low growl and staring at the lock he turned his head back to the driveway and ran over to it, almost leaping down on all fours to look over the ground to find the key he had hurled over here. Jag began to sniff about, hoping that his scent was left on the key when he had fiddled around with it. Not picking up a scent he didn't technically need it when he grabbed the key with his paw, rushing back to the fence door and sticking the key into the lock. Sinking into the lock the key fit perfectly and with a swift turn and push the door opened up. Jag grinned to himself and did a little dance as he pulled the key from the lock. Shutting the door behind him he looked about the inside of he fenced off area, truly surprised at what he saw. Such a huge, green lawn that seemed to spread out for several hundred feet. Most people couldn't even keep up a yard like this.

Slowly walking around the yard he looked up and down at the fence that wrapped around the entire backyard of the house, ending at each side of the house. The only thing that snapped Jag out of his daze was a large thudding noise that made his entire body rumble as it slowly got louder and closer. Turning in the direction of the noise, Jag gasped and fell down on his rump. The feline stared at the huge fox kit, probably around twenty feet tall that came racing his way. The creature leaned down and pressed its cold, wet nose into Jag's body, giving him a huge sniff and almost picking him up off the ground. Shutting his eyes tight, Jag chuckled feeling the sniff, his body being picked up a few feet before falling back to the ground. Soon after a long, wet lick covered half his body, causing him to shiver and push back against the fox kit's muzzle.

"You must be Prow then?"

The fox kit nods and wags his tail happily, nosing Jag a few more times and giving him a large smile.

"Yup! Dad chu told me that a kitty would be over to take care of me for a few days while he went on vacation. Good to meet you kitty!"

"Well good to meet you too Prow. Your dad didn't say anything about the front door did he."

"Oh yeah he did! Basically the back door over is always open cause I'm back here. Dad chu keeps the front door locked most of the time so people will have to come around to the back."

Jag nodded to the fox kit and got up from the ground, moving over to Prow and giving him a few nice scritches behind his ear. Murring loudly Prow nudged Jag with his nose again, making the feline fall back down, giving him another huge lick over his head, drenching him quite easily.

"Come on kitty! Let's play something!"

"Well alright Prow, what would you like to play?"

"Let's play pounce the kitty!"

With that Prow let out a playful growl and slowly got onto his haunches, causing Jag to eep lightly and dash off toward some bushes as Prow leapt into the air and landing hard on the ground a few feet away from Jag. Stumbling over his feet, the feline crashed into the bushes, disappearing from view. Prow casually got back onto his feet and moved to the bushes, sticking his nose in them and starting to sniff and search around for Jag. The jaguar on the other hand was trying his best to get away from the fox kit, deciding that if he was to be pounced by the larger creature then he would at least put up a bit of a chase for him. Poking his head out from the end of the bushes Jag peeked back as Prow continued to sniff at the leaves, trying to find the kitty that he wanted to pounce. Creeping out, Jag carefully made his way toward the house to perhaps hide inside for a little bit and confuse the Prow for a little while. On his way to the house though his footpaw snapped a twig that been carried out with him as he exited the bushes. Prow's ears quickly picked up the noise and he turned toward Jag and smiled, wagging his tail and taking off after him. Jag shivered a bit and ran off toward the house, hoping to make it inside before the fox kit had a chance to pounce. That thought lasted for about three seconds as Jag felt a large paw press up against his back, pushing him gentle to the ground and feeling the large nose push against his back a few times, sniffing over the feline's form once more, murring loudly. Jag turned onto his back, patting on Prow's muzzle a few times and getting one more lick, matting his headfur down against his skin.

"You win Prow. Not many can actually pounce me."

Prow chuckled happily and slowly reached a paw down, grabbing Jag and then lifting him up, placing the feline on top of his head. The fox kit then began to pad around the yard, giving Jag a nice little ride, allowing him to easily see over the fence and look at a few others on the streets as they drove by or walked down the sidewalk, a couple actually looking in his direction and tilting their head a bit. Holding onto Prow's ears, Jag purred to himself as he got a really nice ride on top of the fox kit, never having experience something like this and enjoying it immensely. After a few moments Prow began to run around in a circle, going faster then before and accomplishing two tasks. The first, giving Jag a rush in going in a circle  very fast and the second being trying to catch his tail. Snapping his jaws at the tail, Jag giggled loudly as he watched Prow doing this, releasing the fox kit's ears and rubbing over his head. Slowly Prow began to slow down, panting some and letting his tongue hang out from the side of his muzzle, tilting his head up some and letting out a low murr of pleasure at the rubbing. As Jag stopped rubbing around the top of Prow's head, the fox kit lightly jerked his head down some, causing Jag to slide down the front of Prow's face and land on his muzzle, facing his nose. Jag leaned his head back and gave a light chuckle at Prow who gave a little smirk in return.

"Well playing with the kitty was really fun!"

"I had fun too Prow, never been pounced by a huge fox kit or given a ride like that."

"Well I've got another ride for you kitty, dad chu said you'd like this one too..."

"Huh? What kind of ride is that Prow?"

"One to my belly to let me have lunch before I let you out."

"Wait? Ride to your belly....Huh?"

"I'll show you silly kitty!"

With that Prow slowly leaned his nose down at the ground, causing Jag to slowly slip down the large muzzle. Not really thinking and still a bit confused with what Prow was actually talking about, everything slowly became a bit clear when the fox kit flicked his nose back up at the sky, launching Jag about seven or eight feet in the air. Upon looking down at the ground and squirming about in the air to grab hold of something, Jag watched as Prow leaned his head back and opened up his muzzle, revealing the pink insides that were glistening with saliva. The back of the mouth pulsed a few times in anticipation, Prow swallowing twice to work down some of the saliva building up in his maw as Jag started to fall toward the open maw. Trying his best to get out of the way, the feline couldn't do much, just turn in the air so that his feet and paws were pointing down toward the tongue. Jag let out a huge yelp as his tiny form, compared to the large fox kit, entered the muzzle, plopping right down on the tongue and sliding to the back of the throat. Wiggling around like crazy, Jag watched as the maw lowered back into place and seal, covering the feline in darkness.

Crawling across the tongue as it slowly moved up and down, Jag pawed at the teeth that were clenched tight in front of him. Knocking on them a few times, Jag was slowly pulled back a few feet, his back landing on the tongue and his front side being pressed up into the roof off the mouth. Jag rubbed up against it for a few seconds before being lowered back onto the tongue, flipping himself onto his belly and dragging his wet body along the tongue back to the teeth. He doesn't get very far before being pushed back up into the roof of the mouth, back dragging across the ridges as he wiggled about frantically to get away. Rich and powerful breath washed over the feline's form constantly, causing Jag's nose to wiggle from side to side, taking in the smell that calmed him down a little bit, but made him panic more since he knew that breath meant being inside a mouth. The teeth slowly opened up a little bit and Jag began to crawl over the tongue toward the light coming from the front of the maw, but again he doesn't get very far as his tiny form is tucked into a wet, sticky cheek. The mouth closes once more, Jag sealed against the cheek as saliva washed over him, glancing at the teeth and not wanting to move an inch just in case. Every so often the tongue would run over front, slicking down his fur even more turning him into a sopping wet cat.

Inside of the hot maw Jag could hear wet sounds all around him, the throat swallowing saliva every now and then as well as the rumbling coming from the stomach. Yet he could also hear a few sounds that made him feel a little bit better, basically murring coming from Prow as well as loud "Mmm" sounds coming from all around him. Pushing out against the cheek some, Jag's movement is both seen and felt by the much larger creature. Giving a smile Prow let Jag out of the cheek and back onto his tongue, starting to slowly tilt his head upward and drag him closer to the throat. Jag took a quick look behind him as his feet got hotter, watching them slowly being drawn down into the throat, a quick and powerful swallow grabbing onto his feet and giving him a tug backward, dragging his legs down into the throat as well. Murring slightly to himself Jag let his this mind wander before snapping to attention, wrapping his arms around the tongue and holding on tight. His waist slowly sunk down into the throat, causing him to feel the tugging against his body to try and drag him down, but with his current grip on the tongue, he wasn't going anywhere.

Prow lifted his head up as far as it would go, rubbing a paw against his throat to try and help work the kitty down quickly, wanting to send him on his trip. Pressing against the small bulge Jag is making in his neck fur, the feline giggling lightly and murrs some feeling the movement from the outside, his grip slipping a little bit. Finding himself sink further into the throat, Jag redid his hold on the tongue, making sure he wasn't going to be sent on a throat ride any time soon. With the kitty still not wanting to go down, Prow sighed to himself and slowly leaned his head down and opened his throat up a little bit. Jag's legs slid out of the throat and went over his head, causing Jag to accidentally break the hold on the tongue, his body sliding toward the front of the mouth and stopping all of a sudden, a sudden jolt sending him back down toward the throat. Before he had a second to react, Jag found himself plunge head first into the throat, his arms wiggling about to try and hold onto something, before half his body sunk into the throat, quickly being tugged downward.

The wet throat walls clenched around Jag's small form and started to pull at him, giving him a nice massage and causing the kitty to both wiggle about in panic and murr happily to himself every so often. It doesn't take very long for Jag's legs to disappear down the throat of the fox kit, the pulsing throat sealing around him and making Jag follow the single path down toward Prow's belly. A wiggling bulge could be seen in the neckfur of Prow for a few moments before disappearing into his chest, Jag being squeezed and massaged down the tube ahead of him before slowly pushing past a tight muscular ring and plopping out into the fox kit's belly. Licking his lips and laying down some, Prow burped a bit and smiled, giving his belly a nuzzle as Jag felt around inside of the dark belly, feeling nothing but the pulsing walls around him and the saliva all around him as the stomach rubbed over him and causing him to feel a bit tired in the process. Yawning to himself and curling up into a ball, Jag smiled to himself and nuzzled the belly walls a few times, purring happily as he fell asleep inside of the fox kit, finishing up the first of several little games that would be played while Sparky was on vacation.

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Three days later Sparky arrived back home, pulling into the driveway and slowly heading right to the backyard, opening the door and wandering toward the large fox kit laying curled up in the middle of the yard. A smile appeared on his face as Sparky saw Jag curled up next to Prow's muzzle, a few bits of drool leaking onto the feline as the two of them slept against one another. Moving over and giving Jag a poke, he slowly yawned and opened his eyes, looking up at Sparky and smiling at him.

"Enjoy taking care of Prow?"

The feline grinned and nodded.

"Oh yes, I think we both had a very good time."

"You made sure to play with him a lot and feed him too?"

"Of course."

Jag grinned at Sparky and slowly got off Prow, giving Sparky a hug as the two of them giggled to each other. Prow opened an eye and smiled at the two of them.

"Dad chu, can Jag come over some other time."

"As long as he promises to play and feed you, then he most certainly can."

"I think I can handle that arrangement."