The disparate and collegiate academics congregated in comfy seats among the high-rowed viewing room. At the center of the room was a large medical table where all eyes were pointed, excitedly awaiting the lurid and fascinating spectacle about to take place before them. As promised, a sinewy, shaggy werewolf with black fur came slowly striding into the room, standing upright on his lupine hindlegs. In his great and burly arm the lycanthrope clutched a tall and voluptuous young woman. The girl was pale with short, black hair styled in a pixie-cut, and had piercing blue eyes. She had incredibly wide, feminine hips, and large perky breasts that wobbled as she was reluctantly marched forward by the forceful werewolf, totally naked before the collected professors and doctors watching her humiliation. The young woman was clearly terrified, with tears streaking down her large plaintive eyes as the domineering wolfman forced her to stand by the medical table at the center of the room.
"Hello, my esteemed colleagues and peers from the world's most prestigious universities. As I'm sure you all know, I am professor Fenris, a werewolf known for my voracious and predatory nature." As the shaggy beastman finished talking, the watching scholars nodded and quietly spoke out their affirmations, eager to see the display proceed. "I have brought before you one of my lowest grading students, named Willow. Her fate has been forfeited by her poor academic performance, and she will serve as the test subject for this display of gastronomic capacity. Isn't that right, Willow?"
The werewolf cruelly squeezed the big woman's large breast with his clawed pawed, eliciting a desperate moan and sob from the tall girl. Finally, Willow reluctantly spoke aloud to the leering PhD's in the room, "I...I don't want to be here, but he said I had to be, or he'd take my sister so...I don't know what's going to happen to me." As the tall college student finished, she began openly weeping until Dr. Fenris shook her violently, silencing her whining.
"Yes, as I was saying, I shall demonstrate before you the incredible swallowing capacities of a werewolf such as myself. I have chosen Willow to serve as my supper for numerous reasons, but primarily that she weighs almost the exact same as I do, in fact she outweighs me by several pounds. As preposterous as this may sound to you gentlemen, I fully intend to swallow young Willow here, whole and alive, without biting or chewing on her large frame."
As the shaggy wolfman finished speaking, the watching academics were a cacophony of questions and disbelieving proclamations, until Dr.Fenris stifled them all with a raising of his lupine paw, "Yes, I intend to entirely ingest a technically larger female specimen. I will get Willow here, who will now be referred to as my prey, up on the swallowing table and force her down into a tight, curled fetal position. Once this large female has been manipulated into a compact, aerodynamic pose, I shall endeavor to gulp her down rump and feet first, sliding her down my throat backwards until only her head is left peaking from between my canine muzzle. I would ask you gentlemen to save your questions until the end of the demonstration, as I will be utterly focused on the awesome task of engulfing this big, tall specimen here. Alright prey, get up on the table, it's time to see how flexible your big, jiggly body is. Don't resist."
Willow was reluctant at first, but the werewolf was clearly stronger, and after some forceful shoving and nipple-tweaking the pale girl obsequiously climbed up on the cold examination table and crouched down low before the werewolf, a terrified and humiliated expression on her pretty, freckled face. "Right then, you gentlemen may wish to watch close, as you will be quite surprised to see just how snug and secure a pose I can manipulate a woman into. Please take a moment to pay respects to my prey, as she will be suffering immensely throughout the entire process, but this is mostly unavoidable to maintain fidelity for your viewing benefit. Alright, let's begin, time to curl up now, Willow--I mean prey."
Dr.Fenris slowly extended his strong, furred paw over the girl's pale back, feeling her shivering intensely. With a grunt of effort, the werewolf mercilessly began applying a rough, intense massaging technique to the large, flabby girl before him. Ignoring her cries and protests, the werewolf heaved his weight into his motions as he slowly worked Willow into a tight and uncomfortable ball, firmly but unrelentingly rubbing and kneading the young woman's body. "You see how my prey goes into a tight ball, gentlemen? This is the position that I shall be ingesting her in. This will allow her to pass my lips and throat as easily as possible."
"Please keep note of just how contorted she is becoming" the lycan said, curling his prey into a humiliating, awkward position where her arms, legs and head were all folded tightly around her huge breasts and flabby stomach. "Alright, that's good now, you're a natural at this prey, it should be smooth sailing from here. Remember gentlemen, a werewolf such as myself has far more muscle mass than a human. It's just a matter of me maintaining my determination and focus while ingesting this large woman. She is in for one heck of a tight squeeze."
The academic viewing room continued being a cacophony of excited questions, but the werewolf was unperturbed, his eyes locked on the contorted body of his prey. "Good, now let me introduce the concept of 'lubrication'," he said, as he rounded his lupine muzzle over his prey's huge posterior and stained his slavering jaws wide, slobbering wantonly over the girl's rump as he inhaled and exhaled heavily, preparing to do his worst. Dr.Fenris' wide, wet tongue slowly darted out to probe over the back of Willow's head, as the werewolf curtly ordered her to turn her head so she could see. "I'm going to force my prey here to gaze into my undulating mouth and throat for a minute or so. I find this has the peculiar effect of demoralizing and mesmerizing my intended victims before I ingest them, as it would not do if this big girl squirmed and struggled the whole way down into my stomach. Observe. Come on now, female, look in deep between my lips, this is where you're going."
As the big girl turned her head and looked back at the predatory werewolf doctor, her eyes widened with fear and disgust at the sight of the lycanthrope's wide open maw. The werewolf looked like he was about to give her a French kiss, his lips and teeth stretched wide open to reveal a large pink and fleshy interior coated with viscous slobber. His expectant throat was visibly undulating in preparation to swallow, with the lupine's larynx bobbing up and down as he inhaled and exhaled, showing off his airway. The werewolf's long, wet tongue darted up and down the young college girl's spine as she watched in horror, blubbering out her sobs as she began to imagine what it would be like to be swallowed. Willow looked down to see the lycan's long and muscular belly, flexed and ready to accept her. The doctor pumped his muzzle repeatedly open and closed, coaxing Willow to keep looking, "Come on now, you can do it, watch my throat, watch me, just imagine your whole body is getting stuffed down there, whether you like it or not, tall girl."
Willows big, cute eyes looked like saucer plates as she morbidly gazed into the werewolf's salivating maw, her pale face turning red with humiliation. The lycanthrope's tongue swept up and down the young girl's back and derriere, leaving a thick coating of saliva to coat her rump and slip down her legs as the beastman continued to massage her belly, teasing her huge butt backwards into his mouth as the werewolf finally began his slow, methodical, and gruesome work.
Willow mewled out desperate as she first felt the wolfman's long, narrow muzzle draping over her huge rump, leaving a trail of wet saliva as the werewolf doctor began to gulp down her sizeable rear with his flexible muzzle, "No, please, don't--", but she was quickly silenced by the large paw of the lycan as the young woman moaned into his stifling grip.
It took a long time for his jaws to get over the small of her back, and his powerful jaws made a lewd squelching noise as they began burrowing into the side of her spherical, jiggling rump. He parted his jaws wide, driving his muzzle over her soft cheeks and getting her little feet tucked in under her rump and in his maw, burrowing his muzzle into her lower back as his tongue kept her wet and lubricated.
All the watching men seemed incredibly fascinated, even though Dr.Fenris was taking an incredible amount of time to make even the slightest progress in getting his prey into his mouth. He was, however, undeniably relentless in his task, his paws kneading her back and rear with a slow, steady pressure as the lycanthrope's muzzle began to slide over her flabby butt. She was a very large, heavy girl and her buttocks caused the werewolf's cheeks and jaws to bulge out and apart comically, Dr.Fenris groaning as he tried to adjust and mold his flexible muzzle to her shape.