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Tero tapped his claws on the bar with a mixture of nervousness and impatience. Bars were definitely not his scene, but his mate had requested he get out more and socialize, try new things. He was reluctant, but would do anything to please his mate. He had ordered a steak cooked rare, but truth be told he would have been happy to eat it raw just to get it quicker and be out of this place. His long pierced ears stood up in surprise when somebody spoke to him from over his shoulder, and he involuntarily flinched. “Wow, you are gorgeous! Your patterns and coloring are so exotic!” a voice said admiringly from over his shoulder. The person who had spoken was so close Tero could feel their warm breath on his ear. Tero spun on his stool to see who had spoken to him. A muscular Rottweiler grinned at him, their eyes wandered slowly across his body, taking in every detail. “Uh, thanks” Tero growled, reluctantly accepting the compliment. He would have preferred to have been left alone, but it seemed like this Rottweiler wasn’t going anywhere. “Mind if I join you?” the Rottweiler asked, but didn’t even wait for Tero’s response as he plopped down on the stool next to him. “I’d rather you didn’t…” Tero started to say, but sighed loudly when his request was completely ignored. He could feel his hackles rising, but took a deep breath to calm down. This Rottweiler had no idea the fire he was playing with. Tero’s stomach growled, it seemed like an eternity ago that he had ordered his meal. His mouth began to water, and he rubbed his arm along his jaw before he started drooling. The Rottweiler started talking, droning on and on about themselves. Tero did his best to feign interest, but their words just washed over him, completely uninteresting to him whatsoever. His stomach growled loudly again, and he wondered just where the hell his steak was. It hadn’t even registered with him that the Rottweiler had stopped talking, and Tero stiffened when he felt a hand run up his thigh, and give it a firm squeeze. ”So, what do you think? Head back to my place, get to know each other more intimately?” the Rottweiler asked with a flirty grin. Tero’s eyes widened at the unbelievable nerve of them! That they would think he would even consider cheating on his mate? Never! Tero growled menacingly, and the Rottweiler jerked his hand back and gasped in surprise and fear as Tero began to grow larger before their eyes. The Rottweiler gaped as Tero quickly grew to nearly double his original size, and loomed menacingly over them. They held up their hands placatingly as Tero snarled at them, a long stream of drool ran from the corner of their jaws. “How dare you!” Tero exclaimed angrily. “I’m sorry! I’ll just leave you alone then, AHH!” the Rottweiler cried out in fear as Tero’s large powerful hands grabbed him by his upper arms, and he was effortlessly lifted towards his yawning jaws. “Too late for that!” Tero growled, and roughly crammed the Rottweiler head first into his jaws. The Rottweiler tried to cry out as he felt Tero’s teeth scraping through his fur, but his cries were muffled as his face was jammed into Tero’s quivering throat. The slick walls rippled as he was pulled in deeper. Tero growled and snarled as he shoved the squirming Rottweiler further down his throat, his neck bulging with their passage. His long tongue slithered over the Rottweiler's thighs as they slid through his jaws, and he gripped their calves to keep their legs from kicking. Only a few more swallows and this annoying creature would be gone. The Rottweiler's head pushed through a tight orifice that squeezed his neck mercilessly. What little air there was in Tero’s stomach was stuffy, but oddly odorless. Tero’s stomach rumbled loudly in anticipation. This evening was not going at all the way the Rottweiler had planned! Tero froze when somebody suddenly cleared their throat loudly. Glancing around, he saw the bartender staring at him sternly with their arms crossed from the other side of the bar. When the bartender saw he had Tero’s attention, he pointed to a sign on the wall that Tero might have seen, but didn’t bother reading. It read “Do Not Eat Your Fellow Customers Please” Tero looked at the sign, then back to the bartender. The Rottweiler gave another muffled cry from within him. “Drop them please” the bartender politely requested. Tero sighed, and tugged firmly on the Rottweilers calves, regurgitating them with a retching sound, and dropped them to the floor. The Rottweiler gasped loudly as he breathed in the fresh air, a shocked look on his face as they sat on the ground. He was stunned by what had just happened to him. His fur was utterly drenched and matted with drool. “Sorry” Tero apologized sheepishly to the bartender. The bartender nodded, seeming completely unfazed that Tero had doubled in size since he had taken their order. “I’m sorry for the delay with your meal, it should be here shortly. In the meantime we would appreciate it if you would refrain from eating any more customers!” the bartender said. Tero hunched his shoulders in embarrassment and nodded. A customer called to the bartender from the far end of the bar, and he gave Tero one last stern look before going to see what they needed. The Rottweiler still sat panting on the floor, utterly dazed. Tero glanced around, nobody was watching. Sliding off his stool he pounced on the Rottweiler again. He quickly lowered his jaws over their head, causing them to give a muffled cry of panic as he grabbed them by the arms again, and began quickly swallowing them back down. This time nobody disturbed him, and his stomach bulged as the Rottweiler was forced into a balled up position within its tight confines. The slick walls pressed at him greedily, coating him with thick sticky fluids. He panted hard as he struggled for breath. The walls shook violently as the stomach rumbled noisily again. Sighing contentedly, Tero sat back on his stool, and rubbed his belly. He could faintly hear the muffled cries and whines from within. “Let that be a lesson to keep your hands to yourself!” he said scoldingly to his belly, and gave it a firm smack as it gurgled noisily. He scooted his stool closer to the counter in an effort to hide his bulging stomach below it, then resumed drumming his claws on the counter as he waited for his steak. For now though, his appetite was temporarily satisfied.