“OK, before you go, your graded midterms are on the table in the back of the room. Please pick them up on your way out.” The giant eagle smiled from his position in the center of the lecture hall. “And have a good rest of your day.”
Winston’s heart rate sped up. Taking a class taught by an enormous eagle who could swallow you whole in half a second was already stressful enough… even if that was the entire point of class. Adding the stress of exams on top of that seemed like a heart attack waiting to happen.
At least Winston had grown more comfortable with the professor over the first half of the semester. Ahab struck an imposing figure — a blue head in the fearsome shape of an eagle’s, and a muscular black body that the students had seen up close many times due to the nature of the class.
Winston certainly didn’t have the height that the macro bird had, but he held his own among his classmates. The gray-furred wolf was athletic and lean, with orange markings on his hands, feet and snout that matched his dipstick tail
What he didn’t have — at least in this class — was confidence. He’d taken anatomy in high school and liked it, so he figured a class all about internal anatomy would be right up his alley. But like a fair number of his classmates, he was surprised to discover that this particular anatomy class was focused on vore.
Not that there was anything wrong with that! He’d started to get into the concept, and even realized he was turned on by it. He’d been inside several of his larger classmates so far, acting as prey during the lab sessions when he could muster the courage. It would probably make more sense for him to be a pred, but… the idea made him far too nervous.
Because of this, Winston often struggled in the more hands-on parts of the class, meaning that if wanted to pass the course, he really needed to do well in the exams.
The crowd around the table had finally dispersed, so Winston got up and walked over. He scanned the papers for his name… Walker… Wanda… Winston! He snatched up the paper, checked over both shoulders to make sure no one was looking, and took a peek.
B+. Definitely enough to bring his grade back up where it needed to be. Winston breathed a sigh of relief, shoved the test into his backpack and left the lecture hall, deep in thought.
“Are you excited for next week?” said a voice next to him.
“Hmm? Oh, hi Walkie.” A tiny blue budgie, smaller than Winston, had started walking alongside him. “What do you mean?”
“We start butt stuff next week!” Walkie said. “Anal vore, it says on the syllabus. I kind of… love the idea of being shoved up someone’s butt.” Walkie blushed. “What about you?”
“Oh, hmm.” Winston thought for a second. “Actually, I think I might try to do the pred side of things this time.”
“Really? I didn’t know you were into that! You’ve always been prey in all the sessions for this class before. Well, if you want, I’d be happy to be your prey next week.”
Winston didn’t know he was into that, either. But the thought of shoving the little budgie up his ass managed to get him quite aroused. He sheepishly shifted his gait, subtly trying to hide the bulge in his pants. “Yeah, maybe… you know what? I left something in there. I’ll catch you later.”
“OK, see ya!” Walkie said as Winston turned back around to head into the lecture hall.
There was no one left but the professor by the time Winston got back to the classroom. Ahab was shuffling some papers to put in his briefcase. He looked up and smiled. “Hi there, Winston. Forget something?”
“No, actually. I— I wanted to talk. About next week. Would it be OK if I tried being a pred?”
Ahab cocked his head. “Of course. Any particular reason?”
“Well, I’ve been wanting to try it, but I’ve been worried I wouldn’t do it right and I’d hurt the prey.”
Ahab chuckled. “Well, that’s what this class is for. How about this? I have office hours until 3 p.m. today. Why don’t you come by my office at 3, and I can give you some tips before next week without having to worry about anyone interrupting.”
“I– o— ok. Sounds good. I have another class before then but I’ll try not to be too late.”
“That’s fine,” Ahab laughed. “There’s always plenty of work for me to do in the meantime.”
“OKthanksbye” Winston stuttered before rushing out of the room. Once outside the lecture hall, he leaned against the wall and put his hands on his knees, panting. What was he thinking? The idea of swallowing someone whole was ludicrous, let alone doing it with your ass. There were so many things that could go wrong.
…and yet, that tent in his pants wouldn’t go away. He hurried through lunch so he could go back to his dorm to read up on the basics of AV. He shifted uncomfortably during his afternoon classes, his mind often wandering back to vore. And at 3 p.m., that tent pointed him back in the direction of Ahab’s office.
When he arrived, the huge bird was busy with another student, apparently going over their midterm grades. “Well, no, it’s not still oral vore when the prey goes in the vagina…” he heard through the door. “…it doesn’t even look that much like a mouth…”
Winston waited outside. If he wasn’t so stressed, he might’ve found eavesdropping on the conversation more amusing. Instead, he decided to pull the textbook back out of his bag so he could do some more studying. The anatomy of the anal canal wasn’t anywhere near as complicated as the reproductive systems they’d been studying over the past few weeks, but Winston still wanted to make sure he had it absolutely right.
He buried his snout in the book, forcing himself to focus on every word so as not to let his mind drift toward his anxiety. He became so absorbed that it took several attempts for his brain to process the booming “Winston? Winston?” coming from the doorway.
The wolf looked up. A frazzled-looking shark was exiting the office. Much higher above, nearly brushing the top of the macro-sized doorframe, stood the macro professor, beckoning for Winston to join him in the office.
The blue eagle was still dressed as he typically would for a lecture, with a tweed jacket and dark blue jeans. For whatever reason, Ahab never wore shoes, and Winston shivered as he got an up-close look at the bird’s razor-sharp talons — each claw nearly as tall as he was.
There were chairs of various sizes in the office, due to the wide variety of sizes of students at the university. Winston found one that was the right size for him while Ahab shut the door and sat back down on the other side of his towering desk.
“Help yourself to some water,” the large bird said, waving a hand toward a water cooler near the chairs. “I’d offer to do it myself, but… you know. Bit too tall to reach all the way down there.”
Winston shook his head. “Thanks, but I’m good. Brought a water bottle anyway.”
“So,” Ahab slapped the desk with his hands. “You’re interested in predding, huh?”
“Yeah. I. Uh. Always was kind of interested, but I’ve never felt comfortable enough to try it.”
“Well, there’s nothing wrong with that. It takes everyone time to become comfortable enough with vore, of any type, before they try it. Some people feel good enough to jump into things right away, but most people don’t. I didn’t even try vore for the first time until after college. It worked out, but I’m glad that I can provide opportunities for students like you to try it safely earlier.
“Personally, I’m glad you’re taking an interest in the pred side of things,” the eagle reassured him. “You’ve always done well in the written parts of the class, so I think you’ll be a great pred. I hope this will help you have some more fun during the lab portions of the class, too.”
“Yeah, but… what if something goes wrong? What if they…” Winston trailed off, but the implication was clear.
“Well, you know this class is the safest place to try things like this — the TAs and I are all there to make sure everyone is doing things safely.” Ahab said. “But more importantly, I know that you’ve carefully studied that side of things. You aced the safety portion of your midterm. Frankly, I wish more of your classmates were like you. Some of them want to rush into things too quickly.”
Winston nodded, feeling somewhat reassured. “But I also want to make sure the other person is having a good time, too. What if they get in there and it’s just… boring?”
Ahab cocked his head. “Well… have you ever found it boring?”
Winston thought for a moment. “No,” he said. He hadn’t. There was always something exciting about being inside a classmate — those tight, slimy internal walls pressing against him from every side, the bubbling and gurgling echoing around him…
“And that was with the other beginners in the class, just like you,” Ahab pointed out. “But if it makes you feel better, would you like me to show you some tips? A demonstration now, maybe, so you can get an idea of how a pred might do things before the lab session next week?”
“S—sure. A demonstration would be nice.” Winston stammered. With no one else in the room, it was clear who Ahab would be demonstrating on. Winston hadn’t planned on actually participating in any vore today, but his heart and dick both told him that he should take this opportunity. “Should I take off my clothes, or…”
“Up to you,” Ahab said, with the casual tone of a person who’d shoved other people up his ass hundreds if not thousands of times before. The massive bird got up from the desk and began to undress, smoothly taking off his jacket and shirt to reveal his chiseled chest.
This was not an uncommon sight for Winston; the professor often taught the class while nude, especially when they were doing hands-on learning, and Winston himself had been naked in class a few times before. It was just a natural part of any vore class, especially when the vore in question involved the lewder bits.
But even after a few months, the eagle’s well-built body never failed to make Winston gasp. He turned around to take his own clothes off, if for no other reason than to force himself to stop gawking.
The wolf pulled his shirt off over his head and dropped his pants, leaving them in a tidy pile on one of the chairs. He turned back around to find Ahab fully nude, heavy shaft hanging flaccid at his waist as he casually stretched. The sight made Winston realize that he was already quite hard, and he momentarily scrambled to cover himself.
“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Ahab winked. “Like I said in the first week of class, that’s only natural. Vore is supposed to be arousing, after all. For both parties.” He gave his shaft a brief rub.
Winston nodded. “R-right. Makes sense.” He forced himself to relax a little, and realized it wasn’t as weird as he thought to be standing naked in his professor’s office. This was for class, after all. Totally normal. Just an academic interaction between a teacher and student. “So… how do we start?”
“Before you get started, it’s important to make sure everything’s clean down there. That’s important for any type of vore, but especially butt stuff. Ever used an anal douche before?”
Winston nodded. “Once or twice.”
“OK, great. So just like how you did it before, you’ll want to get it nice and rinsed out,” Ahab said as he demonstrated. “Some people are into musk, and they might fear that it’ll get rid of that natural scent, but there’s nothing to worry about. They’ll still get the full sensory experience.
“By the way,” Ahab gestured toward a box in the corner of the room, “if you ever need supplies like that, I always keep a bunch in here, so just swing by and get some whenever you need. Ready?”
“I… I think so,” Winston said.
“There’s nothing to worry about,” Ahab smiled. He reached down and picked up the wolf between two massive fingers, holding him closer to eye level. “So, how would you like to do this? There are a few ways to go about anal vore. I could sit on you and let you enter my ass that way. Or I could shove you in there myself. If you want more control, I could lie on my stomach and you can climb in yourself when you’re ready.”
Winston trembled. If he had the choice, he wasn’t sure he’d ever feel quite ready to climb in himself. “You should do it yourself,” he said.
“OK, then,” Ahab said, curling his hand into a fist around the wolf. It was tight, but not too restrictive. Winston could wiggle a bit, but he wasn’t getting out of that grip. “This position gives the pred more control over when and where the prey enters. When we do this in the lab setting, this is what you’d do if you want to be mostly in charge between you and you partner.”
Ahab lowered his fist and brought it back behind him, the action causing him to lean slightly back and expand his pecs as he stretched his arm down. The eagle raised his tail feathers, letting the wolf get a clear view of his tail hole. By sheer size of the macro alone, the hole was massive, more than enough to envelop the wolf. Ahab used his free hand to grip one of his meaty cheeks and spread himself out, but it wasn’t at all necessary.
The huge bird expertly adjusted his grip, making sure his hand and the wolf’s snout were lined up with his opening. It was apparent to Winston that he would be going in face-first, so he would be able to see every subtle movement the professor made with his butt and hands.
Ahab was quickly moving him toward his entrance, the looming ring approaching, and Winston could now see far enough inside to view the dark, internal flesh where he’d soon be sandwiched. He took a deep breath as the professor adjusted his position one final time, and then the ring of flesh enveloped him, snout first, the bird’s tail hole slightly stretching around him as Ahab’s strong fingers shoved more and more of him inside. Before he knew it, he was in. He raised his hands and felt along the internal walls, marveling at their slickness and how they pressed back against him.
Ahab let out a small sigh as he felt the wolf completely enter, finally removing the last finger that had been pushing against Winston’s paws. “Feels like you made it in. Now pay close attention to how I use the muscles in that area to pull you further in.”
The eagle clenched, and Winston suddenly felt the walls squeeze in on him, squishing and pinning him and forcing him farther up the anal canal. He instinctively squirmed a bit but was helpless against the powerful muscles of the bird’s butt.
Ahab relaxed, and Winston had a fleeting moment to catch his breath before he suddenly clenched again, sending the wolf even deeper into his ass. This continued several more times, rhythmic clenching and unclenching expertly working the wolf farther and farther along, until, suddenly, Winston heard the muffled sound of a phone ringing.
“Oh? … I’m sorry, I have to answer this,” Ahab said, pausing to pick up the phone.
Winston could make out most of the eagle’s side of the conversation. “Professor Ahab’s office… yeah, it’s me… mhm… they did what to the dean’s car? Hold on, I’ll be right there.”
Winston suddenly felt himself sliding deeper into Ahab’s anal canal as the huge bird bent down. Moments later, the small bit of light coming from the tail hole disappeared, and the loud snap of a waistband confirmed what Winston suspected: The eagle was getting dressed and leaving, having forgotten all about the wolf in his butt.
Winston squirmed frantically, trying to get the bird’s attention, but to no avail. He heard the jingling of keys as Ahab locked up his office and it slowly dawned on him that he’d be trapped in the professor’s butt for a while.
With each step the eagle took, the wolf was smushed up against one side of the anal canal, and then the other, the avian’s brisk stride buffeting the lupine around relentlessly. It was all he could do simply to hold on and try not to slide too much deeper.
He received more than enough of Ahab’s natural scent, with his snout shoved again and again into the bird’s slick internal walls. He even got a lick or two in — intentional or not, who’s to say? — and was surprised to find it more pleasant of a taste than he’d expected.
After a few minutes of this, the bird’s pace slowed down, and Winston began to hear the sounds of a commotion going on outside. He couldn’t make out any of the words, but he could tell things were getting pretty heated. He’d never seen the professor get angry before, and he certainly wouldn’t want to cross a pissed-off, 200-meter-tall eagle. Winston decided that it would probably be best if he just stayed still and tried not to draw attention to himself until the professor had been given enough time to cool off from… whatever was going on.
Winston heard some loud grunts reverberate around him, and then an earsplitting crash, and moments later all was silent. Winston shivered, feeling quite anxious about the situation. There were several layers of fabric between him and the outside world, but he wasn’t sure whether that was a good or bad thing.
The eagle began to walk again, and Winston was once again forced from side to side inside the bird’s ass despite his best attempts to remain still. This walk was longer — perhaps because Ahab was moving with less urgency — and just as before, Winston had no idea where the bird was heading.
At the less-frantic pace, the wolf realized he could feel the vibrations the giant made with each step reverberating through the anal canal. He’d felt those vibrations many times before, as the professor approached the lecture hall each morning. He’d never felt them from inside the professor before. It was both terrifying and awe-inspiring.
It was ten or fifteen minutes before Ahab finally stopped walking. From inside his butt, Winston could feel the huge bird shift his weight and let out a long sigh as he sat down. He must be done with whatever the problem was, Winston thought. Now’s my chance.
Winston began to squirm vigorously, prodding the eagle’s internal walls and doing whatever he could to gain his professor’s attention. It wasn’t long before he heard a loud “OH” from high above him, and he suddenly felt the anal walls around him relaxing, subtly coaxing him to slide out.
The wolf slid backwards down the slick surface as the professor expertly flexed his muscles to work the lupine out. Moments later, he landed softly on a large feathered hand. “I’m very sorry about that, Winston,” Ahab said as he raised his hand up toward his face, getting eye to eye with the misadventurous wolf. Winston looked around and realized he wasn’t back in the professor’s office, but instead in what appeared to be the professor’s home. The room was filled with massive furniture and decor that all dwarfed the overwhelmed wolf. The eagle, meanwhile, was nude again, relaxing in a comfortable chair.
“Wh— what happened?” Winston asked, once he was able to compose himself. “Is this your house?”
“Yeah, it is,” Ahab said. “Someone flipped the dean’s car over and filled it with bricks. When you’re the only macro on staff, sometimes you get called to help with that stuff. I’m sorry that I cut short our lesson and forgot about you. I can take you back to your dorm if you’d like.”
“A-actually… I was wondering if we could continue the lesson now?” Winston asked. “I mean, we won’t have to worry about interruptions here.”
A sly smile curled across Ahab’s beak. “Of course. That’s a very good point. So where were we?” The eagle curled his fingers around the wolf and swiftly moved his arm down to position the wolf’s muzzle directly against his tail hole. “I believe you were somewhere in there.”
Winston yelped. The professor was clearly acting more brazen now that he was at home, feeling less inhibited than when he was in his workplace. Then again, why shouldn’t I have fun with this, too? Winston thought. He took a deep sniff of the same scent that had already permeated his fur and sighed, his tongue instinctively rolling out to lick at the edges of the tail hole. He could feel his dick starting to press up against the eagle’s big fingers — the wolf’s throbbing erection evident to both parties.
He didn’t have long to enjoy the view, however, as Ahab quickly shoved him inside, rougher than before. “The secret I don’t teach in class,” Ahab said, “is that you have the most fun when you let your instincts take over and do what your body tells you to do.” He promptly shoved Winston even farther up his ass and let out a low moan.
Unlike last time, when Ahab let go of the wolf fairly early and used his anal muscles to push him along, the huge bird was using his fingers to force the wolf as far up his anal canal as he could. Winston was thrust along belly-down, the slick insides of his professor’s butt expanding and contracting around him. He could feel his boner rubbing against the eagle’s internal wall below him. So too, apparently, could Ahab.
“Feel free to… enjoy yourself down there,” the bird snickered. “I know I’ll be enjoying you.” He gave the wolf another shove, grunting with pleasure. Winston tried to move his hand down to his throbbing dick to stroke himself off, but no matter how much he squirmed, his arms were too pinned by the tight walls surrounding him.
The squirms did, however, elicit more moans from the professor, who reacted by using his free hand to start rubbing along his taint, directly beneath the wolf. Not only did it force Winston even farther along, but it also stimulated his cock even more, causing him to leak out pre and slick up the flesh beneath him even more.
Winston soon found himself bumping up against a large lump inside the eagle, and the studying he did earlier in the day all came back to him — judging from the moan the bird made when he rubbed against it, that must be the prostate.
Winston began to hump, doing just as the professor said and letting his instincts take over. He was wildly horny, his straining dick pouring out pre as he felt his climax approaching. His actions had a similar effect on Ahab, whose huffs and moans made it apparent that he, too, was approaching completion as he continued to finger himself and toy with the wolf.
One powerful clench was enough to send both of them over the edge. As the bird’s internal walls compressed around Winston, the wolf shuddered and let himself go. The brief panic of cumming while inside his professor was quickly shoved aside by the ecstasy of a powerful orgasm, driven by the sensations surrounding him that he’d never felt before as the eagle’s tight insides enveloped him.
Moments after Winston’s release, he heard a loud moan and felt Ahab contract tightly around him, and he knew the massive eagle was unloading himself. Winston could feel the prostate fueling the release, continuing after he’d finished and become a sticky, panting mess.
Soon, the eagle’s clenching calmed down, and Winston could tell from the heavy breathing that he was spent. After a few more moments, the professor relaxed his anal muscles and allowed the wolf to slide back out, carefully grabbing on to him as he neared the exit and lifting him out.
Winston blinked, allowing his eyes to adjust to the brighter room. Both of them were drenched in their own seed, but neither seemed to mind. “How’s that for a private lesson, eh Winston?” Ahab chuckled.
“Th— thank you,” Winston said. He was feeling much more confident about the next class. If nothing else, he’d have quite the story to tell his classmates.
