Wolf and Young Hee: A vorish series for all ages.
By WOlf. Published by Misterebony.
Book 1: An intresting day.


My name is Wolf.

Seems kind of standard considering what I am. But that is my name. It is how people know me, and I rather not try and prove them wrong. Besides, I like that name.

And... I have other ways I am known. 

See, I am in a rather unique family situation. I love with a deer I caught one day called Fridge Deer, who kinda is my housekeeper and cook (THough not very good. I know he likes vegetables, but I am a WOLF!). And then there are my children.

At least, their mothers SAID they were mine. I persoanlly am not sure reguarding Sea TUrtle and Rabbit, but then there is the third child.

My darling little six-year-old girl, Young Hee. I am not sure... but she might indeed be my child. When her mother left her...

But I digress. Many know the story of her arrival. THis story takes place after that, my first I have written ever since the family was formed. It is much shorter than my previous works, as it mainly entails the actions of a single day surrounding a very intresting question. A question I have tried to reason out myself, to be honest.

Namely... how did this happen?

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THe story begins in my home. I think many people who know me know the place: a rather quaint little cottage by the road, where across from it the rice pattys grow, and every morning the delivery man passes by on his little scooter just after the bus goes by. And inside, on that morning, everyone is asleep in their little places. Sea Turtle has his bucket of fresh sea water or he pond out back, Rabbit sleeps on my writing desk (Like he is now even as I write this), and Fride Deer... well he sleeps in the fridge.

As for Young Hee... well, she sleeps by me in my bed. I wake up to find her smiling at me, that big smile and those brown eyes shining, her dark hair already done up. 

I guess I was wrong to say everyone was asleep. She wasn't.

"Morning papa!" She said to me, kissing my nose. I giggled a little as she did that, it felt really good.

"GOod morning Young Hee." I said, petting her head. She hugged me around by belly (Which was covered in white fur, like the rest of me) and got up, showing she was ready for school.

Now, before I go on, I should explain what happened next. After Young Hee, Sea Turtle, and Rabbit all came into my life, I had to get a new job so I could take care of them. The job I found was... unique. I serve as a school bus for the local elementary. Not a bus driver... I am the actual bus. And I do that in a rather unique way. See... I eat the kids.

Relax, I can't digest them. THey just riude inside my belly as I take my morning run to the school, picking up a total of about twelve kids (More now than when I started). Naturally, running with all those kids wrestling and wriggling inside of me is less than comfortable, but it works. By the time I arrive at the school, however, I am so tired that all I can do is lie down and let the kids walk out. The teacher was scared about the whole thing at first, but has sinced warmed up to the idea (She said, in her words, that it was important for parents to be involved in some way with their children's education. I guess this counts...)

Now all that being said, you can understand why she took special care not to wear ANYTHING that might hurt me. Heels for example, or sharp objects. Everything was nice and soft.

"We need to hurry Papa, I'll be late for school!" She said, figiting somewhat. I sat up, shaking my  head that I had allowed myself to sleep in. Carefully, I moved forward and laid on my belly. Slowly I opened my mouth, but I was more than a little confuswed when Young Hee began to laugh. Why was she laughing? I wondered as she crawled into my mouth. 

Now, I am going to confess soemthing... I love my job. Being a wolf, and a bipedal wolf, it should be obvious as to WHY I love it. So, I won't go into too much detail. Let's just say feeling Young Hee crawl on my tounge was... quite nice.

But I digress. I wriggled and shifted a little bit as I felt Young Hee slide into my tummy, causing me to bounce a little around that area as I stood back up. I took a deep breath, headed for the door, and went to go...

When I remembered soemthing. Today was SATURDAY.

"Hee..." I said, tapping my foot. "You tricked me."

Young Hee just laughed. I almost let her out, when I thought about it. she needed to be puunished for this kind of a trick, for waking me and making me worry she would be late. So, I patted my tummy to get her attention.

"Well, if you like being in there so much, you can just stay in there for awhile."

"WHAT?!" Young Hee said to me. I just laughed. 

"Well, you were the one who wanted in my tummy on a weekend!" I said, and went to start with my weekend routine. But if I knew then what would happen, I would have thought about the punishment better.

You see, she complained for awhile... and then she stopped. I thoguiht nothing of it and thought she was just pouting. If I only knew what was really happening.

Lunchtime came, and by now everyone was up and doing their weekend chores (Even Sea Turtle, who helped to clean the little pond in the back yard, and Rabbit, who dusted with his ears and tail. But Fride Deer did most of the cleaning...). But I was suprised. I expected Younge Hee to want out by now... she had been in there for close to three hours. Worried, I tapped my belly.

"Hi Papa!" She said. And then she said WHY she wasn't complaining. "It's really nice in here papa... so nice and cozy."

"What?" I said, wide eyed as Fridge Deer, who had heard her speaking.

"Um... can I eat my lunch in here?"

Well now, if I was an ordinary wolf, and Young Hee NOT my daughter, I might have been okay with that right then and there. after all... well, I don't need to explain THAT I do not think! You have no doubt read fairy tales.

But this was not like those cases. Young Hee was my daughter, not a midafternoon snack. So, I shook my head and spoke iun a stern tone.

"No." I said simply, plopping on the floor. "Come out now." Young Hee awwed some as she crawled out, but it took all I had not to snap my mouth shut on her for once. as I watched her, I realized I might have started a little problem.

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The rest of the day went normally. Lunch was okay (I say okay because, like I said before, Fridge Deer makes vegetable meals, and a wolf prefers meat to anything else.), and we followed it with a few board games, a household tradition. Nothing fancy, just checkers and maybe some games of cards.

After that, Young Hee and I went for a walk. Young Hee and I always did on the nice sunny days, like this one was, watching the animals about us in their spendor, and waving to the passersby. And, like always, Young Hee would have many questions.

But today's troubled me.

"Papa?" She asked.

"Yes little one?" I replied.

"Why is your tummy so nice?"

I stopped. Why had she asked that? I looekd to her in confusion. "What do you mean dear?"

"Well..." She said, holding herself in a nervous stance. "It's just that... when I am inside you for school.. .it felt different than it did this time. It was big and roomy, and wartm and cozy."

"Young Hee..." I said, trying to stay serious. "That may be true, but it is still my belly. And being eaten..." Now I was entering tricky terittory. I almsot said that being eaten is not nice, and if I had, I would no doubt have been asked why I was allowed to be a bus. 

The answeer was that.... well I guess I don't need to explain. Young Hee kinda did well enough.

So.. I changed tactics.

"Being eaten... is not meant to be enjoyed."

Ok... not that much of a change. And the expected question occured.

"But Papa... why do you take us to school in yoru tummy then?"

I blushed, not having an answer. Young Hee smiled some, holding my paw. Then she asked another question.

"Papa...." She said, smiling. "Can I sleep in your tummy tonight?"

I just sighed some. "No dear... I don't think you should."

"Please?"

I sighed some, realizing I would not win this argument no matter now much I tried. "Alright dear... but just this once."

Young Hee smiled and danced about me. I just shook my head in disbelief. She had gotten mad at me some time before for trying to eat Fridge Deer, not long after she moved in if I recall.

Now I would be eating her.

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And that was the way it was. Young Hee was not only eaten for dinner, but she asked Fridge Deer if she could be in his cooking. He agreed, though he gave me a rather scolding look as he did (Thank goodness he is mute!). So as to keep from hurting her, what  he did was nothing particularly elaborate.

First, he replaced her clothes with a rather cute outfit made from lettuce leaves. Then, he made up a batch of sticky rice. By now, I have to admit, my mouth was watering. It was everything I had in me to keep from seeing Young Hee as food alone, and not my daughter.

And she didn't help.

"Papa... I hope I taste good." she told me as she was wrapped, lettuce outfit and all, in the sticky rice. THe look Fridge Deer gave me as she said this spoke volumes, and I blushed in embarassment.

"Ummm.... I am sure you will." Is all I could say, Fridge Deer snorting in distaste. I sighed unhappily as I came into the writing room and began to write about what had led to this.

So now you are up to date. Even as I finish writing, Fridge Deer has brought little YOung Hee into the room, wrapped in seaweed and rice, her cute smile and button eyes shining my way as she lies there on a big plate. Fridge Deer won't even look at me. I cannot say I blame him, since this is very unusual.

Yet I did say i would let Young Hee sleep in my tummy tonigh, so I will break from my writing now to make sure of that. Excuse me for a moment.

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Sorry to keep you waiting. But it turne dout that Young Hee was very tasty... and kinda tickles my insides. 

I took her nice and slow, so I wouldn't hurt her. but she seemed certain that she would make sure I went faster than I wanted to. She made me nake a nibble through the rice to taste her, and I have to admit I liked her flavour. Young Hee is, after all, a very sweet girl.

Then I began to swallow. Now my mouth is so big I could have taken her in one big bite, and that was it, she was in my tummy. But this time I went slow, letting her slide down my throat slowly, taking small swallows, dragging out the fun for her. And it WAS fun, I am sorry to admit. Young Hee, unfortunetly, loved it.

So much so that I can feel her hugging me from inside even as I write, saying... and I quote. "THat was the best ride I ever had Papa, I want to do it again tomorrow."

I just sigh as I finish writing, Rabbit hopping onto the desk by me as if to reassure me that everything is okay, and Fridge Deer, while still upset, at least smiling about how happy Young Hee is. 

Outside the moon is shining like a jewel, and I can feel Young Hee settle to sleep. I sigh some, realizing that I have started somethign I may regret later on. But for now, my belly is full, and... I have to admit... it's nice.

So, I will wish my family goodnight, head for my little matress in the bedroom, and try to go to sleep. I doubt Young Hee will have any problem, as she already sounds like she has falen asleep in my berlly. I can imagine her, wrapped up in the roll (Save for the arms, remember she hugged me from the inside), using my belly wall as a pillow, a smile on her face as she dreams.

It actually is kinda nice thinking of it that way. And I think on that note, I will say no more.

Good Night everyone. And dream happy dreams, as I hope I will, and as I knopw my darling Young Hee will. I have to wonder what tomorrow will bring though, seeing how intresting today has been.

(At this point the author stopped writing. The publisher looked the manuscript over, and published it as it was, but asked for more to say what DID happen to Young Hee. Reluctantly... Wolf agreed. but stated that what happened later was another story, for another day.)

THE END.