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The dragon shire gulped quietly as he stared at the tabby hostess, unable to tell if she was serious about spinning again or not. He stammered, trying to find the words for whatever answer he might provide. He wasn't even sure which side of the question he fell. Before he could answer though, a deep voice joined the conversation.

"Now, now. We don't want anyone hogging the group. Why don't you let him sit this one out. We'll keep him company."

Darrius turned to see a fairly large dragon, pale golden with a brighter hue running from under his chin down towards his chest as it disappeared under his jersey. He was a football player, definitely. From his thick, chubby build, he had to be a linebacker. He grinned up at the taller hybrid, only about a foot difference between the two of them. He looked strong enough to be able to pick Darrius up, gut and all.

"H-hello." the shire dragon said.

"Hey," the golden dragon replied, "Why don't you come with me and Tony? We'll keep you company while things... settle down."

A large paw pressed against Darriu's bloated, gurgling stomach. Anyone standing close enough could still hear Shawn's moans, as well as the slopping about of the small lake of cum he'd filled his boyfriend with. The dragon shire huffed, fighting to keep from belching again at the pressure to his taut tummy. But it felt so lovely.

"Yeah, c'mon. You don't wanna play this game anymore. You don't know who it'll land on." said another voice.

This one came from a canine, significantly shorter than either dragon, but taller than the foxcelot currently swimming in the bloated fellow's middle. He was a Malamute, dressed similarly to the big drake. He wasn't built quite like the gold dragon, but he was athletic, well toned and solid, but not to the point of looking like a bodybuilder. Darrius recognized him as the school's star quarterback.

"S-sure. I guess it couldn't hurt." Darrius stammered. He was having a hard time not blushing. He knew the quarterback pretty well, at least by reputation. He'd watched some of the games; mainly to leer. And he'd done a fair bit of that aimed at Anthony, the handsome Malamute currently enticing him away from the main group.

The dragon, who Darrius managed to identify as Eli, slipped around behind him and began to nudge lightly. It didn't take much to encourage the bloated hybrid to waddle his way off towards the side room he and Shawn had been sitting in earlier. In but precious few moments, he was seated back on the same couch, hands on his stomach, trying very hard to keep his composure. Shawn always knew just how to keep him riled up once he was inside. It wasn't terribly fair, especially now that it was something of a public setting.

"So, you and that cute little thing you swallowed. You two an item?" Eli asked, flashing a broad, toothy grin.

All Darrius could do was blush in response, trying to catch his breath enough to respond. The moan that came from his gut drew Anthony's attention. The Malamute sat down next to the big shire and pressed against the writhing orb, arms spread out, cheek mashed firmly into the warm, softly yielding shape.

"Y-yeah. Shawn's my boyfriend. We don't usually do this. Not out in public at least." the hybrid said.

"Well maybe you should. Was kinda hot watching it happen. And then the after bit, where you just sort of blew up. That was the best part." Anthony said.

Eli offered a chuckle and a nod.

"I have to agree. When I gulp Tony down, we try for something similar, but he doesn't have quite the production your snack has. Maybe he could learn a thing or two from him." the gold dragon said.

Darrius blushed again, looking down at his stomach. He could feel Shawn and his amorous motions. He could even see odd distensions deforming the orb. Quietly, he wished he was back home behind closed doors so he could drop his pants and tend to a very real need building downstairs. His shorts were growing rather tight, and that was saying something given what they had to contain. A large, strong paw pressed against that swelling package, making its owner jump in surprise. An audible slosh came from the dragon shire's middle as he tried to settle down again.

"Ooo, hey now. Easy there." Darrius said, only half complaining.

"What? You don't like it when someone other than your boyfriend touches you in naughty places?" Eli asked, still grinning.

"It's not that. I just... I wasn't expecting it." the dragon shire said, blushing all the harder.

"Oh, so you want a little warning? Alright. I'm about to squeeze yer junk." the gold dragon said, then did exactly that. His fingers flexed and gripped at the very generous bulge between Darrius' legs.

The dragon shire melted as his eyes crossed. Anthony wasn't the only one he had leered at during the games. It was common knowledge that these two were together. He just didn't know they engaged in the same sort of fun he and Shawn did. Something about that made his fantasies about them all the more lucid. The Malamute squeezed and kneaded at the active gut, giving the occupant within something more substantial to press against. Soon, he had turned about and started to grind away against the dog. It amused the quarterback quite a bit, but he didn't get to do much to help urge the foxcelot on any further.

The gold dragon's powerful hand had gripped Anthony's shoulder and pulled him away.

"Wh-why'd you stop him?" Darrius asked. He was rather enjoying the attention his belly had been getting, even if it had pretty much been his boyfriend dry-humping one of his football crushes through the wall of his stomach.

"We don't wanna get you too worked up. Not yet," Eli said, then turned to look down at the grey and white canine, "Better get undressed, gorgeous. We're probably only gonna have him in the mood for a short while before he decides to bolt home and deal with his needs there."

Anthony nodded and began stripping down, sliding out of his clothes without hesitation. Darrius blinked as he watched, his mind taken off his wobbling stomach for a moment.

"What? Why are you getting naked?" the dragon shire asked only slightly incredulously.

"I got a thing for being eaten by big, hungry, greedy dragons. It's why Eli and I are a couple. Our first date ended with me bouncing away in his gut all weekend. After that, I moved in." Anthony explained.

"To my dorm, not my stomach. Of course, he still tries to spend as much time in there as possible. Almost every night. When we saw you walk in, he started nudging me and whispering. Then we saw you and your boyfriend in the circle. Well, that kind of sealed the deal. See, he wants you to eat him." Eli said.

Darrius opened his mouth to try and politely decline, to say how flattered he was that one of his crushes wanted to be eaten by him. But he never got the chance. As soon as the quarterback was nude, and strange that no one seemed to notice or care, he was pressed back against the dragon shire's gut, grinding away against the hybrid inside making the bulge shift and slosh. Darrius groaned and tilted his head back, losing himself to the two smaller boys, both now acutely aware of each other, trying to make love to each other through the dragon shire's flesh. It was just a little too much for the bloated fellow to contend with and maintain a coherent conversation.

Eli chuckled seeing this and moved to press against the Malamute from behind, his groin bumping against his boyfriend's rump. There was a rather generous swell to bump with, and it twitched as soon as it hit its target. Anthony growled playfully as he felt that bump, lifting his tail and looking over his shoulder.

"Gonna help me in?" the dog asked.

"You know it. Better get you in quick though. We might lose him. He's still a little on the timid side after all." Eli said, unzipping his pants.

As soon as the door was open, out spilled the dragon's heavy sac and impressive girth. He gave Darrius a run for his money, even with their height difference. Eli was already semi-firm, lifting the stiffening length to press against his own rounded middle, though far softer than that of someone who had just stuffed a living person inside it. He was comfortably chubby, offering plenty for someone Anthony's size to hug and mash into. Not to mention enough bulk to contain someone Anthony's size and offer minimal proof that the dragon had eaten anyone. Darrius figured he could probably pull it off and not have to worry about his shirt riding up on his gut. The idea that the gold drake could secret his boyfriend around campus and not have anyone be the wiser made the dark dragon shire shudder. His pants wouldn't contain him much longer. He had to unfasten them. If only he could reach the clasp and zipper.

He didn't have to. Eli did it for him. Just as the linebacker's impressive loins spilled out, so too did Darrius', now exposed to the relatively cool air. Eli continued to work himself stiff with one paw while the other worked on the already bloated fellow. He even went so far as to press the two shafts together to grind them against one another. Darrius let a soft cry of elation escape him. This was far beyond anything he could have hoped could come from his fantasies.

Slowly, Anthony began to crawl his way up along the dragon shire's stomach, right up until he and Darrius were muzzle to muzzle. The big, bloated hybrid froze, his eyes flying open as he tried to figure out what it was the dog was doing. Before he could ask, he discovered it. Anthony pressed his lips against the big dragon's, letting his tongue slip between them. He was kissing the big dragon shire. Darrius wrapped his arms around the canine, pulling him close as he threw himself into the moment. Shawn might be cranky at him later--probably for not getting Anthony in with him sooner--but that would be a discussion for another time. For now, the big dragon just wanted to enjoy the moment.

It wasn't to last for long, though. Eli wasn't about to be left out. He could get jealous seeing his boyfriend kiss someone else, but more he was just eager to find a place to fill. And that came easily enough. Anthony yelped in surprise as his tail was forced up even higher by the monster he'd come to know so well. He then eased down again, relaxing to let Eli sink all the way to the hilt. And then the kiss was broken. The Malamute didn't pull away. The gold dragon shoved him forward, forcing him into Darrius' mouth. It caught him completely off guard. In a brief instant, Anthony's head was past his jaws, his lips wrapped around the dog's neck.

It had started, even though he had not agreed to it, Darrius had begun to eat the quarterback he had been crushing on for a while. And then Eli rocked again. Anthony gasped as his breath was stolen away from him. Darrius almost gagged as the dog was forced down his throat, pushing the Malamute's chest in and pressing it against his tongue. The dragon shire couldn't help but lick at his second forced meal. The gold drake pushing him in didn't stop. He simply kept rocking, growling happily as he lifted a leg, planting a foot on the couch next to one of Darrius' thighs. He gripped Anthony by the base of his tail as he humped. The other paw moved to the back of the dragon shire's head, holding it in place.

There wasn't anything especially loving about this; it was carnal. Eli was rutting his boyfriend, and from the quarterback's writhings and moanings, he was in heaven. Darrius grunted as he was forced to take the dog all the way up to his washboard stomach, though it was deformed. Eli was so massive, he was stretching the canine's stomach out with his size alone. Darrius could do that to Shawn, but then he couldn't feel the bulge he made press against his tongue as he swallowed the foxcelot. This was something new. He could actually feel subtle details of the linebacker's shaft through Anthony's abdomen. It retreated, only to cram itself back in, inching its way towards the back of the dragon shire's throat. He knew what was coming.

Eli growled as he bucked harder still, suddenly stopping Anthony from sliding any further down the big, dark fellow's throat. He wasn't done with him yet. The pace quickened as the insistent drake thumped against the back of Darriue's gullet through his lover's belly. Moans came from deep in the dragon shire's chest as the dog writhed, trying to clench up around the monster filling his rump. The large, sloshing gut below had taken on a new life, no longer needing Shawn to keep it moving. The foxcelot inside was tossed about gently by the gold dragon's urgent pumps. He could only imagine what was going on outside, resolving to get the play by play from Darrius later.

After only a few, precious, short moments, Eli pulled his lips back and hissed, releasing Anthony's tail as a heavy burst of thick, sticky ooze poured into the dog's bowels. It gave the quarterback reason to swell, filling up with his lover's seed. Darrius squeezed his eyes shut as he felt his neck bulge out even larger as he felt his second course bloat inside him. The force of the blast eventually came to be too much and Anthony slipped off the drake's rod, pushed right down Darrius' throat like a rocket. The dragon shire gasped--or at least he would have if he had been capable--as he felt the canine's paws slip past his lips, then down his gullet. He felt his stomach surge out heavily with a firm bounce as Anthony landed next to Shawn. Immediately, the two wrapped themselves up in one another's arms, giving his belly reason to bounce anew. Eli meanwhile kept pumping his hips, his shaft now nicely entrenched in Darrius' maw.

Two large, powerful paws cupped at the back of the dark dragon's skull, mashing his nose into the musky indention of Eli's crotch. He growled happily and kept rocking away, his tail hoisted high in the air. Gush after gush of thick, salty drake essence poured down Darrius' throat, adding to the mass already there. His stomach grew impossibly larger, the progress visible to the naked eye. He had to be at least twice as large now as before these two accosted him. And he could not find any reason whatsoever to complain. If anything, he was shaking with unrivaled delight.

When at last the gold drake finished, he sighed and stepped back from the couch. His length, at least as long as one of Shawn's arms--probably longer--slipped free of Darrius' lips with a lewd, wet slurp. The dragon shire gasped for air, now that he was able, and clutched at his stomach. It gave just as easily as before, deforming to the touch like a water balloon. But now, he could feel the movement of two inside. This was new for him. He had never stuffed more than one person in there at a time, and usually, it was only ever Shawn. What he was experiencing now was uncharted territory, and he was adoring it. He had proven he had a rather unbelievable capacity, and he was interested in exploring that further if ever he got the chance.

"He's a tasty little mutt, isn't he?" Eli said, slightly out of breath.

Darrius nodded, still panting for breath as he gave his stomach a good squeeze, absolutely enamored with feeling both boys in his belly engaged so passionately with one another.

"Yeah he is. Damn. I never thought I could fit more than one in there. This feels fantastic." the dragon shire said breathlessly.

Eli grinned as he reached forward to help massage the squirming, noisy belly. It sloshed about, the sound lf liquid moving about audible possibly into the next room. And two voices rising towards climactic peak could be heard easily as well. The sound in fact gave the dragon shire's stomach reason to tremble, like when the bass was turned up on an action movie just as a building or car exploded. The gold fellow simply gazed down at the massive bulge, making it sway gently under his palms.

"Still hungry?" the linebacker asked.

The idea hadn't even occurred to Darrius until he had been asked. In spite of all that had been put in his stomach, it growled as if it wasn't satisfied. Instead of trying to answer verbally, he reached out, took hold of the gold drake's jersey, and pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss. Eli didn't struggle in the slightest. He let himself be dragged down on top of the enormous, writhing gut, and returned the kiss with intense interest. The fact that he could still taste his own release on the dragon shire's tongue only made him all the more excited. The pair went on for several moments, paws roaming, exploring one another's forms, appreciating the chamber housing their smaller companions, and even working to keep each other well aroused. That wouldn't take much effort.

Eventually, the gold dragon pulled just far enough away to speak.

"I take it that's a yes?" Eli asked.

Darrius nodded, still panting, now from the excitement and anticipation of what was to come. His heart was racing. He wanted this so very badly. He didn't care if anyone else was watching. And there were others watching. The gold drake pulled away, though he didn't want to, and began undressing. His shorts fell to the ground, revealing he had not worn anything underneath. Then came his jersey, revealing the smooth, well curved lines of a large, burly football player, a small mountain of a dragon. Darrius leaned forward over his wriggling gut, ignoring it for the moment even as the compression forced him to belch, and took hold of Eli's own abdomen. It was soft and pleasant to massage. Were this another time and place, he might have just pressed his cheek against it and lay on the linebacker until he fell asleep. But he had other plans, other desires. He wanted that gut inside him, to make his own stomach that much bigger.

"I'm gonna have a hell of a time walking back home with all three of you in there." Darrius said.

"Flaunt it if you've got it." Eli said, his grin never wavering.

That made the dragon shire chuckle. He leaned back to sit up properly and pulled the gold beast into another kiss. This one was much shorter. Having gotten into the mood properly, Darrius didn't wait. He shared a brief moment of passion with his other crush, then opened his mouth wide. Eli's head vanished inside before he could respond or comment. The greedy dragon shire gulped hard and loud, managing to reach the gold fellow's chest in only a few moments. He slathered his tongue across the smooth hide, taking extra care to explore any folds or crevices that might reveal a ticklish side. He was rewarded by a laugh and a squirm from his dessert.

That urged Darrius on. He licked harder and faster, pushing his jaws down over the thick athlete who had offered himself to the dark beast. That wonderful, soft, bulky stomach came, stretching the dragon shire's jaw past the point he thought he could, showing him he was far more capable than he gave himself credit. He fondled that chubby middle with his tongue just as he had Eli's chest, getting more laughter and movement from him. And then he reached that impressive girth bumping his chin. With careful effort, Darrius worked the tender mast into his maw, then focused all his attention on it. The laughter deep in his chest and belly turned to moans of passion. The gold drake began grinding his hips down against the slick organ, smearing clear ooze all over the inside of the dragon shire's mouth.

Darrius fought to hold the linebacker in place. He wanted to stop all forward motion right there, but his throat wouldn't permit it. The best he could do was slow progress for a time. It would have to be enough. So he employed every trick he knew. He flicked his tongue up and down the pulsing spire. He twisted the end of it around the head, hoping to tease out a little more of the spunky goodness he was already so full of. Within a few moments, he got what he wanted, and swallowed again, trapping the throbbing shaft's head in his throat. It bucked powerfully, spilling gallons more of the gold beast's seed straight down his gullet and into his ever expanding belly. Darrius clutched at his enormous stomach, feeling it grow in his arms with every passing second.

This was wonderful. He could not deny it. Another good swallow shoved the linebacker's ample rump into his throat and he tilted his head back. Gravity and the added lubrication of Eli's release hastened the rest of the trip. He wished he could have gotten that 'rocket blast' effect that Anthony had been provided with, but he sufficed without it. The gold drake wiggled his legs as he practically dove in, already trying to curl himself up, interrupting the fun the two fuzzy boys were having. Darrius' middle expanded to ridiculous proportions, and only kept getting bigger. He felt Eli's calves slip effortlessly through his throat, followed by his feet, and soon, the last of the gold dragon's tail disappeared into him as well.

Darrius closed his mouth and reclined on the couch. His gut sagged down over the edge of the seat until it rest on the floor. He panted for air, unable to believe what he had just done. He had eaten three people, on top of being pumped full of gallons of thick, hot, sticky seed. He didn't even try to hold back the belch that came. It was loud enough to rattle the windows in the side room. Immediately, onlookers moved in to offer the legendary stomach all the massaging and attention it could want. Inside, Eli wrapped his arms around the two smaller boys, finding a place to tuck his still rigid shaft. This time, Shawn was the happy recipient. The motion from before returned, only much stronger this time. It was enough to jostle Darrius about. Were he to somehow try to walk like this, it would likely knock him over. He hiccupped and moaned happily as he felt his middle grow once more, slower this time. Such was the danger of swallowing three rather productive boys.

Darrius began to wonder if there was more cum than passengers at this point. It rounded his gut back out, concealing the deformations an elbow, a hand, or a muzzle might make here and there. And there he sat, letting the others worship and massage his gut while he tried to figure out a few things.

"How the hell am I going to get through the door back at the dorm? It's gonna be a tight squeeze. Is my bed even strong enough to hold up all four of us?" he asked aloud.

"You could let one or two of us out." Shawn managed to say from deep inside.

"Oh hell no! None of you are coming out without my say so!" Darrius snapped, "I'm keeping you all for at least the weekend. Now, you just wear yourselves out and fall asleep. And don't mind the noises out here. I'm sure someone is willing to help me with my own 'little problem'."

The dragon shire grinned through his exhaustion. He had been so close to peak this entire time and yet he hadn't hit it yet. He was incredibly pent up. Someone was going to walk away from rubbing his belly with a big, sloshing gut of their own to enjoy. Maybe a few someones. That was another problem he was willing to explore possible answers for.