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A Vicious Cycle

By Komatose and Dantheorca © 2012

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"Here you are sir, welcome to Olympic Fitness." Said the perky attendant behind the main counter of the simple gym downtown. It was just like any other gym, a place for those who want to maintain and sculpt their forms would come to work hard and make progress.

"Thanks, man, I am so ready to wipe the floor with these wimps! I mean, check me out, I am pretty hard, right?" Said the arrogant cougar as he flexed his biceps for the squirrel behind the desk, who just nodded softly to agree with the jock who was trying to show off.

"Oh, yeah man, you got some real progress on you." He said as he tried not to roll his eyes at the cocky mountain cat, who was trying to show off the hard muscles he had, the sleek and sexy six pack of abs, the pumped bicep and sexy pecs he was holding on display.

"Ooh yeah! I hope there are folks bigger than me in there, 'cuz I'm gonna put them in their place!" The jock cougar said with a roar as the squirrel pursed his lips and nodded over to the door. "Go ahead, get in there, show them what you are made of, dude." He said as finally the cougar left, but stopped in his tracks, snapping his long tail like a whip and looking back.

"Dude, where's my free towel and bag?" He said with a pissy look on his face, his whiskers twitching as the attendant sighed softly to himself and strolled on over to where the towels and bags were held in a cabinet, opening it and grabbing one of each, bringing them to the counter and handing them over. "There you go, sir. Enjoy your time." He said as he turned and went back to the seat at the desk, waiting for the cougar to use the keycard and get into the gym and leave the foyer, the door locking with a beep.

"Typical jock asshole, I hope he gets his ass handed to him." The squirrel said when the coast was clear, sighing to himself and going back to type away at the computer to finish the new gym member's profile.

The cougar strolled down the hall, feeling like he was hot shit as he knew he was the best. His six pack abs were hard like steel, his pecs and abs bulging enough to make the ladies, and the guys, swoon with adoration. His bulge showing from his tight workout shorts that he purposely chose, wanting to show off what he was packing. That really intimidated some of the other guys. He arrived at the main weight room and just rolled his eyes.

"Oh Hell no, this place ain't suited for a winner like me." He said as he put his paws on his hips and twitched his tail in disappointment. Surely, someone had to be hard like him, he needed someone to compete with, someone to show off to and show that he was the hottest one in the entire gym. He wanted to show off, and he loved the attention, there was no one who could take him on, fearless as ever and high on his own ego. He was on top of the world and this gym was just another step to the the stars where he would be immortalized as a God. In his own mind, at least.

"This gym better look out, because Trent O'Connor is here to take over!" The tall cougar left the front counter, entering the main gym area, taking in the strong scent of sweat and musk as he began to lock eyes with various furs. He had a rather long stare down with a small female vixen, and after just a few seconds of looking at each other, she shivered, glancing down at his sculpted muscles and the bulge in the front of his shorts.

He thought about the things he would do in bed with a smaller fox, and within seconds he was aroused, the front of his shorts jutting out slightly as blood began to fill his member, and the smell of arousal soon began to fill his nose.

Then the cougar noticed the cetacean on the bench. Even as Trent watched, the muscled orca lifted nearly six hundred pounds, his entire body straining as he forced himself to lower the bar down to his upper chest, and as he loudly exhaled, the orca pushed the bar back up until his arms were nearly straightened out above him.

The female vixen he had flirted with just seconds before had finished doing her set on the machine. She walked by Trent, smiling and fluttering her long lashes at him.

"Who is that piece of work?" The cougar muttered under his breath to her, staring at her large breasts as he inhaled deeply, trying to keep himself from not getting too aroused.

"That is Daniel." She replied back definitively.

"And I'm assuming he is a swimmer?"

"No actually he is a cyclist, one of the best. I'm surprised you haven't heard of him before."

"I could care less about that sport, those guys don't do any work." Trent said with a scornful tone.

"Oh really? I would like to see you bike two thousand miles for a race and win."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Trent snarled, causing the fox to roll her eyes in disgust. And to think she had considered sleeping with him...

"The Tour de France? I'm sure you have heard of it? He won it for the last two years."

"Yea right!" Trent said, a little louder than he intended.

"Hey Rosie!" Hearing her name called out, she turned from the cougar to the tall Orca that was now walking towards them, with a big smile on his face. Trent couldn't help but notice how tall he was, about eight feet compared to his five and a half foot stature.

"Hey Daniel!" Rosie said rather enthusiastically, before she was pulled into a nearly bone-crushing hug from the Orca. "We were just talking about you, in fact, Trent why don't you tell Daniel about what you think of cycling?" She had just said the last word of her sentence as she turned to the cougar, who was now blushing in embarrassment, and staring wide-eyed at the monster before him.

"Hello! I'm Daniel, it's nice to meet you." Daniel too had a smile on his face, and was waving his long fluke a bit from side to side.

Trent cleared his throat, wishing he had not been so cocky, as this situation could turn very ugly very fast.

"I um thought that um... you are pretty good at what you do." Well that was awkward as hell he thought. What was wrong with him?

It took a few moments to realize that he had just lied through his teeth. He looked at the orca, whose smile had grown even more, his eyes bright with intuition.

"No that's not what he said! Trent was just telling me that he does in fact not appreciate what you do, and does not think that cycling is a real sport."

Now Trent was red. even the skin on his chest was red, showing through his carefully groomed chest fur. He stared at Rosie for a second, and she was smiling from ear to ear.

The only words going through Trent's mind was "Fuck, fuck, fuck, dumb bitch! I really fucked up this time."

"Is that so?" Daniel said as he put his hands to his hips in a rather girly manor, his smile now gone and replaced with a look of pure disgust.

"Let me tell you somethin' bitch. You have no idea what it is like to ride a hundred-twenty miles, in one day, up the side of a mountain, and then do the same thing the next day! I started out on a bike that cost me just under two-hundred dollars, with cargo shorts and a tee-shirt, riding around the tiny town I grew up in! Now I have the best and latest biking gear, i have three of the best bikes made, i am sponsored by companies that would look at you and pity you. I have cycled enough miles to wrap around the world, not counting next year's Tour de France, which i am lined up to race in, and probably place in the top two. Now with someone like me that can rip you in half, I think you should show a little bit of respect to me and the beautiful sport I am a part of!"

Trent stared in awe as the enraged orca screamed each of those words in his face, and he was now shuddering in fear. The entire gym had stopped and was now staring at Daniel as he bore down on the smaller fur. The entire building was silent, even when Trent fell to the floor on his back, nearly in tears because he was so scared. The smell of fear rose to Daniel's nose as he straightened his back, eyes still locked with Trent.

Then he took off. Across the rubber mats laid down to protect the floor from weights being dropped on it. His paws made loud squeaking sounds as he nearly fell twice, now in tears. He didn't even grab his towel and duffel bag he had so rudely taken from the squirrel just a few moments ago.

Now Daniel felt a shred of pity and guilt enter his mind. Should he go and talk to the cougar, or should he go about his business and finish his workout for the day? He didn't decide on the latter. He was not going to make another man cry, and then forget about it. No. He was better than that.

"I need to talk to him Rosie."

"Just promise me, that if things get out of hand, you will be the better one, and back down? I know about your temper Daniel."

"Yeah." He said curtly.

What Dan didn't know was that Trent was actually burning with hate right now, how dare he be made a fool by some big, stupid ass fish! Damn it, his fists balled up, he snorted and growled as he was ready to take on anything. Fuck this bastard, he figured, who cares if he was such a good biker, what the fuck was a whale doing on a bike anyway? It was like, a cheetah who was an Olympic swimmer, or an otter who ran marathons, it was just a contradiction! He balled his fists in anger, if that huge bastard even dare come and try to speak to him again, he was going to let him have it, no matter how big and important he was.

The last thing he wanted was to come to a new gym and be shot down from his high already by some smart-ass sea dweller. Inhaling sharply, he took a breath and puffed out his chest, ready to take on the gym's equipment, push himself, and show that he was the best. He looked around and realized he was at the dumbbells, good, he could start here. He sniffed, wiped a paw over his eyes and reached for two heavy ones, each one weighing a hundred pounds each, straining as he started to pump them to work his beefy arms.

"I'll show him...I'll show him good." He muttered to himself over and over as he pumped the bells dozens of times, the veins on his thick veins bulging forth as blood rushed through his muscles under his sandy colored fur. He started to grunt and hiss deeply as the weights were taking a toll on him, not wanting to stop, pushing himself, pushing, pushing hard!

Now Trent was lost in a sort of haze as his body took control over his mind. He stopped thinking and began to pump the bells over and over, his face contorted in pain and anger.

He didn't even stop to think that he was hurting himself. Never had he just picked up weights this big and started with that right away. His muscles burned like they never have before, his lungs felt like they were about to burst, and the amount of pressure in his head felt like he was a hundred feet underwater. "Stop!!" He barely noticed the male voice pierce his consciousness. He was so focused on showing everyone how much better he was than that stupid fish, Trent was lost in a sea of anger and immense pain. Suddenly, the weights were taken from his hands, his arms barely even noticed the dramatic change because his muscles were in shock.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Trent now heard the voice clearly, right above him. And as his vision began to return and the pressure abated from his head, the face of Daniel materialized into view in front of him.

The cougar half expected to see anger in the orca's face, but instead he saw concern, and worry. Why would that fag care about Trent? He had just insulted the orca's life, and had been screamed at for several minutes.

"What?" He said with venom on his lips. "I'm trying to work out."

"You were pushing yourself much too far, I'm curious why?" Said the Orca, becoming more and more frustrated.

"I was mad as hell at myself and you, you stupid fish!" He said baring his white fangs with aggression and hatred.

"That...is it..." Daniel thought. Time to teach this asshole a lesson. Nobody was going to talk shit about his sport, or his species.

He picked up Trent by the neck and carried him away from the exercise room, kicking and screaming as he was dragged away by the much larger cetacean.

Trent couldn't even breath as the hand around his throat squeezed even tighter when he put up a fight, making his face turn red and then blue. He clawed at the large hand around his own throat, but it was no use. The helpless fur didn't know how long he would survive without air, and because he had just pushed himself so far with the bells, his arms were weak and his lungs were empty. He was just about to fall into unconsciousness, but suddenly the hand around his neck let go, and he was thrown onto the smooth-tiled floor in the gym locker room. A subtle click and rattle in the background echoed into his ears, meaning the whale had locked the door behind them.

The orca stood before him, red with rage and breathing heavily with hate and anger in his eyes. The fur just laid there as he stared back at Daniel, shocked by the sudden act of pure rage.

"You just made a big mistake." Daniel said in a low, quiet voice.

'You maniac! Who the fuck do you think you are? Do you kn..."

"Too late." Daniel said, cutting off the cougar's sentence.

He began walking over to Trent, striding quickly, covering the small length of floor with just one stride of his long, muscular legs. The fur expected Daniel to kill him, right there. So he waited several seconds, but instead of feeling pain, he heard rustling sounds. He looked up at the orca, who was standing right next to his head, and saw that he was getting out his cock! The image of his ass being stretched by that monster filled his head, and he stared in horror as Daniel began to stroke his massive dick, blood began to fill it, and it grew and grew as Trent simply laid on his back.

"What... what are you going to do to me, you sick fuck? Rape me?"

"You know, I'm not sure yet. I am rather hungry, and I need to get a load off, so I think you can help me with both needs."

"What the fuck do you mean hungry?" Trent said in an angry, yet unsteady voice.

"You sure don't catch on quickly do you?" He made a squeaking sound as he laughed loudly.

Daniel bent down slightly, and with his long arms and strong hands, he picked up the much smaller fur and forcibly walked him over to the bench, the muscles in his arm rippling and pushing the fur down, his chest slamming into the cold metal surface, driving the air out of his lungs.

"No.. Please stop! I have money! Just let me go and I won't show my face again!" He said desperately to get away. Sure, he was strong by his standards, but when it came to someone who towered over him like Daniel could, there was no fighting back.

He didn't even respond, he just put his hand down on the middle of Trent's back, and in one clean motion, ripped off his thin shorts, and immediately discarded them, throwing them to the side. He grinned as the smell of the cougar filled his nose, the smell of fear and arousal mixed together made for an intoxicating scent to Daniel. The salty, musky smell of the muscular mountain lions sweat and fear made his thick Orca cock throb in anticipation.

There was nothing better than having a snack that was filled with your own natural cream, and this cat was ripe for the stuffing as the whale loomed over him from above, large hands pressing down on Trent's shoulders as his drooling, massive whale shaft took a stab right between the round, muscular cheeks of the young jock, slamming into that tight virgin hole and causing the cougar to shriek out in pain.

"AHH!!! FUuc..MMMPH!!" His sounds were muffled as one of the large, smooth hands came to his front, covering the screaming mouth shut. "Shhh, I'll make this fast for you." He said with a deep grunt, shoving more inches of whale dick into the tight confines of the cougar's virgin hole. It felt like he was being ripped in half, the pain, the pressure, almost causing him to pass out as his tender hole clenched tightly, trying to force out a cock as thick as a can of soda and as long as his own arm out of his ass, but it only sunk in deeper from the powerful thighs behind it.

"Tight little cat...must never had someone inside you before...but you'll be inside me soon, and I don't mean my ass." He said as he bit on his lower lip and thrust, burying the rest of his mighty dick into Trent, so hard that it bulged out from the cougar's hard six-pack abs in front.

Daniel started to thrust hard into his prey, feeling the tight innards shift and move around his huge length as he battered himself against the smooth, firm rear, his heavy, large orbs slapping those cheeks loudly with each pass. Daniel's anger, anticipation, and hunger fueled his lust as he bore down and lay himself upon the cougar, forcing the air from his lungs and applying so much pressure that the cat went silent for a good few moments as he gave it to him like he deserved, the bench almost giving out under them as he took the mouthy bastard for a ride.

"Oooh...I'm going to fill you up like none other, kitty..." He said as he lifted himself up again, the cougar inhaling sharply, gagging, groaning and crying for mercy, but his muzzle clamped down shut again by the whale's large hand. Trent's asshole was destroyed as it was gaped wide, copious orca precum flooding his insides already as his loins and hips ached from the unrelenting torrent being dealt to him

"Here it comes....Ooh...Hnng...Fuck yeah...Hnnnggg!!" The whale groaned with a deep grunt, his neck and cheeks turning red as he resisted the urge to verbally relish in the delight of his actions, but his cock doing the work as a deluge of thick, potent semen rushed forth from his shaft, globs of the milky seed collecting in the cougar's bowels, flooding him from the inside out as he screamed and writhed in pain, but also a bit of pleasure as he felt his abs bloat out from behind with the flood of warm whale cum ballooning him from the inside out. Dan thrust his mighty hips, burying his creamy seed deep within the muscle bound mountain lion, so much that the seed spurted back out and ran down Trent's deep asscrack, coating his backside in the potent, musky whale spunk. Tears ran down his arrogant face as finally, Dan pulled himself out, looking down to see the cougar's asshole gaping nice and wide, stuffed with his copious seed, the sight causing his stomach to groan in hunger.

"Now...you are ready to become something greater...your muscles and energy will be mine...Don't worry, Trent...you'll see more than you ever will have imagined after I digest you and add your bulk to my own." He said with his eyes growing wider, his stomach aching, ready to work as he grabbed the used jock by the back of his neck, lifting from off of his feet.

"Let...me go...please...I don't want to die..." Trent said, tears running down his cheeks as he looked back at all of the shitty things he had done in life. Dan just smiled.

"Oh no...this isn't the end of you...just a new beginning..." The whale said as slowly he opened his large, wide maw, his huge tongue and rows of pearly white teeth looking back at Trent, the blackness of the back Dan's throat his next destination.

Trent was speechless. Not only had he just been raped by the orca, he was going to be Its next meal! Now he feared for his life, knowing his death might be painful and slow. Well this is what he was going to get for opening his mouth at the wrong moment.

Daniel stood there for several seconds, looking at his meal that was paralyzed in pain, and licked his lips, thinking of how well he would be filled up by Trent.

"I think, that you are going to taste good."

"You can't eat me. I will destroy your insides with my claws!"

"If you do that, then you are coming back up and we will repeat this all over again until you have learned your lesson. Got that?" Daniel was now hovering over the fur, his stomach now loudly gurgling, waiting for its meal.

Trent nodded, his eyes watering up as he knew what was going to happen next. There was nothing he could do as Daniel picked him up by the fur's neck, cutting off his oxygen supply. He just hung there, his arms, legs, and tail unmoving as as was lifted higher and higher to the waiting orca's open mouth.

Trent slightly whined as the cetaceans hot breath washed over him, dampening his soft fur. As he was brought closer and closer to Daniel's gullet, he began to try and breath again, but still found that he could not. Darkness was closing in on the sides of his vision. Briefly he was able to suck in a breath as the large hands around him let go of his neck, and instead wrapped around his lower torso.

The single breath he managed to get in was stifling hot, and smelled of raw meat. Now his head had started to enter the orca's mouth, and Daniel closed his lips around the cougar's neck, his hands now keeping Trent's own arms still as he fought and flailed around, trying for escape.

Daniel's neck had now begun to bulge out as the fur slipped farther and farther into him. His legs were waving around, kicking, hoping his feet would connect with something that would allow him to escape. The pressure was immense, his head felt much like it did earlier when he had pushed himself on the bar-bells. Dan forced the broad shoulders of his meal past his lips, feeling them spread wide and his throat bulge out as Trent's head entered his esophagus, screaming out loudly as his muffled words came out as only a whisper.

Dan took great joy in swallowing down the living prey, his large, wide tongue pressed against the cougar's neck to feel it vibrate as he lapped over the firm chest as he forced more of the jock down his throat. The taste was superb, salty, musky, warm and tangy from sweat as he pushed hard, pinning the aching arms to the sides of the well defined meal. Trent saw nothing but darkness, he could hear the groaning sounds of the gut as the esophagus flexed and closed around him tightly, like a hot, living, tight sleeping bag around him. Dan slurped back loudly, gulping as he ran his tongue over the cougars tight abs, the legs still kicking and struggling. Dan lifted his head as he would let gravity help him, Trent starting to descend at a quicker pace as his hips and ass disappeared behind the gaping maw. Dan pressed his tongue against Trent's bulging belly, semen spurting from the used anus with a wet splat, quite an amusing thing to watch with the perspective he had.

Dan took his time to lick and run his large tongue over Trent's soft cock and heavy balls, wetting the pubes and crotch before they slid back too far, leaving just the wiggling toes and legs up to the knees protruding from his maw. The tail snapped back and forth, Dan slowly slurping until the paws touched his lips, and with a blissful expression on his face, opened a bit wider, his muscular throat flexing backwards and pulling the meal in all on its own, the paws dragging across his tongue as they came to the back of his throat and slowly sank down, never to see the light of day again.

Dan sighed as he closed his mouth, licking the sweat and cum from his broad lips as his belly was distended, his abs pressed out like that of a muscle gutted bodybuilder, placing his large hands on his belly as the wiggling prey struggled within, loosing air, his shape curled up within Dan's powerful stomach. He grinned with satisfaction, feeling the bulge in his belly that wiggled from time to time, and with that, he opened his mouth and let out a satisfying belch that echoed out into the locker room, forcing out any air in his stomach as the muscular walls of the organ crushed around the cougar inside.

Trent was gasping for air as it all rushed out with a rumbling belch, panting heavily, his muscles flexing as he wriggled around, trying to scratch at the walls of the stomach but the layer of mucus covering them was like trying to rake your claws into slippery latex. All he could hear was the insides of the whale, all he knew was the inside of that belly, and eventually, he lost consciousness, giving in to his fate as his wriggling ceased, his sounds silenced, and his energy would soon become Daniels.

Now the bulge on his upper abdomen was less prominent, and he could feel the cougar stop moving around, giving into the tight space he was swallowed into. He knew it wouldn't take long at all for Trent to digest, having stomach acid that could break down fur, bone, and even scales. His gut groaned and gurgled a bit as his stomach churned and started the process, the energy would flow into his bloodstream and his muscles absorb the power, ready to take on any hill or any other rider that dared to challenge him.

He grabbed his shorts and pulled them back on over his hips, looking down and seeing how round his belly was in the mirror, it was a bit noticeable, but he just gave his hard abs a few good punches and smooshed his full belly back into place, loud gurgling and groaning coming from behind his solid abs as he rubbed over them.

"Whew...time to hope on the stationary cycle." He said with confidence and a smile as he finally unlocked the locker room door, thankful no one tried to come in during his gorging upon the jock. Rosie turned back to see Dan return, waving to him.

"Daniel! Please tell me you didn't hurt the guy, did you?" Oh, Rosie, she would never understand, so he just smiled and chuckled softly.

"You know me better than that! I gave him a stern talking to. He got so flustered that he took off! I don't think we will ever be seeing him around here again.

The vixen crossed her arms and sighed. "This is the third time this has happened, Danny!"

The whale just shrugged his shoulders and rubbed the back of his thick, corded neck.

"What can I say? I stand up for myself when I have to." Not to mention it would be nice to have another free towel, he needed to grab that when he went back to the locker room.