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Seems like most of my stories especially my vore ones are based on RP's done with friends. In this case, this story stems from an RP Deusexbestia and I did together. The character of Sardonis belongs to him.

It goes without saying this doesn't take place in the same continuity as prior stories involving Bill. And if it does, it happens before them.

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The Volkswagon Rabbit pulled up outside of the bar, parking behind a black Suzuki Hayabusa motorcycle. The motor shut off, and out stepped a young rabbit with creamy chocolate fur and glasses. Pocketing his keys, he went inside. The bar was mostly deserted. Except for a few guys shooting pool in the back, there was only a big wolger sitting alone at the bar, slowly nursing a mug of Guinness.

Although he looked younger, about 17 or 18, the rabbit had in fact just turned 21 today. There hadn't been much of a party. He didn't have too many friends. His father, though, had encouraged him to visit a bar and celebrate by having his first beer. He'd been reluctant, but finally decided to at least give it a try. This biker bar didn't look too inviting, but it was the closest to where he lived.

The wolger, for his part, was a massive brute, part wolf and part tiger. He was a loner and liked it that way, but enjoyed a nice piece of ass now and again. Pieces of ass like the lithe young bunny, who was nervously approaching the bar. He took another sip from his mug and wiped the foam off his lips, a massive unlit cigar sitting up behind his pierced ear.

Anticipating being asked for his ID, the rabbit was in the process of fishing his wallet out of his pants pockets before the wolger turned and spoke to him. "Well, hello there li'l rabbit," he said smoothly. "Little young to be here, don't you think?"

"Oh, uh, well, no, I'm 21, see?" the rabbit said, opening his wallet and showing his ID card. He also showed it to the bartender.

The wolger looked at the ID nonchalantly and chuckled. Setting down his beer, he pulled down his cigar from behind his ear. Slipping the end in his muzzle he pulled out a large Zippo lighter and the flame roared out. He lit up his cigar and inhaled deeply, the end glowing brightly as he puffed out a large wad of smoke into the rabbit's face, grinning as he put the light away.

The rabbit coughed a bit, but didn't say anything. Although he found it a little annoying, he wasn't the confrontational sort and was willing to assume that the wolger had done it accidentally. He was proven wrong, though, when the big guy tok another drag off the cigar and blew out a perfectly formed smoke ring that expanded over the rabbit's nose and muzzle, disbanding as it hit his glasses.

"Lemme guess," the wolger said, "today's your birthday, right? This the first bar you been to?" He shifted the cigar to the side of his mouth and took a big swig from his mug, finishing off the beer as his throat expanded and bulged around the foamy liquid.

"Yeah, it is," the rabbit answered, giving another small cough. "I wasn't gonna come but my dad said I should. He eyed the wolger's bulging throat, and then turned to the bartender. "I'll have, uh, whatever he's having," he said, hopping up onto a stool beside the wolger, smiling nervously.

The wolger chuckled and slid his empty mug across the counter to the bartender. "Put it on my tab," he said.

The rabbit managed a smile. "Really? Wow, thanks!" he said. He put his wallet back into his pocket. "That's awfully generous of you."

"Hey, it's your birthday, isn't it?" the wolger replied with a wink.

The bartender took the wolger's mug and filled it up to the top, the way he knew the big wolger liked it. He then took a second glass and filled that up as well. Both mugs were plunked down in front of their respective drinkers. The rabbit eyed the mug of foamy liquid, lifting it up by the handle, frowning a bit as he held it up and examined it.

"Guinness," the wolger told him. "It's a very good brand. Very smooth."

Shrugging, the rabbit brought it to his lips and took a small sip....and immediately jerked his head away, almost spilling a bit of the Guinness, gagging.

The wolger laughed and held his cigar in the side of his muzzle, drinking from his mug, chugging the thick liquid down before setting the mug down on the countertop, taking in a large drag from the cigar and puffing it out his nostrils, creating a small cloud of smoke on the bartop.

"Relax," he said. "Always hard the first time, but you'll learn to enjoy it. Just take it slow." He grinned and took another sip, throat bulging more as he rubbed the rabbit's back, patting it a little.

The rabbit nodded and, taking a breath, brought the mug again to his lips and took another sip. The sip slowly turned into a full-fledged drink as he tilted his head back a bit, visibly grimacing as the bitter-tasting liquid flowed into his mouth. As he swallowed, his adam's apple on his thin neck bobbed very obviously.

The wolger watched him drink, shuddering a little, tail wagging softly as he sat back on his stool, admiring the boy's chugging prowess on his first day of drinking.

Taking the glass away from his mouth again he exhaled, blinked, and shook his head, looking like he'd had something of a rush. "Ah!" he gasped.

"Wow," the wolger said half-heartedly, "you drink like a pro." He took another swig from his beer and set it back down.

"What, me? Nah," the rabbit replied, suppressing a belch.

"First time in a gay bar?" he ventured after a moment.

Licking his lips, the bunny turned, leaning one elbow on the bartop as he faced the wolger. "I thought this was a biker bar," he said.

The wolger laughed again. "It is," he said. "It's just a very gay one."

The rabbit gave a nod. "Yeah, first time for that, too." e looked around them, taking the entire bar in. "First time I've even actually admitted to anyone I'm even gay. Tonight's the first time for a lot of things."

The wolger leaned his head to the side as he looked at him, his cigar glowing brightly in his mouth. "What other things?"

The rabbit managed a small, sheepish smile. He seemed to enjoy the wolger's hand on his back, feeling his nervousness begin to wane both because of its presence and from the beer. And for some odd reason, the big wolger's cigar was endearing. He didn't know why. Normally he hated smokers.

"Well, tonight, after I'm done here, I was thinking I would tell my parents I'm gay. They don't know, you see. I've been trying to work up the courage to tell them for a while now."

"I hope your parents take it well," his companion said. "I haven't talked to mine in years, so I doubt they'd care."

Preparing himself a bit, the rabbit took a second deep gulp of the Guinness, and licked the foam off his lips a little slowly. A small shiver went down the wolger's spine as he watched the bunny lick over his little lips. He even groaned a bit although the rabbit didn't seem to notice.

"Mm," the rabbit said. The mug was half empty now, and he eyed it, shrugged as if to say "What the hell?" and tilted it back and drained the remainder of the liquid, emptying the glass, having to swallow a few times to choke the liquid down.

The wolger chortled quietly as he watched him finish off his glass, murring softly watching his throat bulge out and rubbed his back more, giving him a hearty pat. "Wow," he said again, "that was good."

The rabbit belched a bit loudly and covered his mouth, and couldn't resist a chuckle. "Yeah, better than I thought it would be." He could already feel the alcohol taking effect, and idly wondered if that was the reason he didn't mind the wolger's cigar that much. In any event, the big hybrid was a pretty handsome guy, the sort of man the rabbit could find himself attracted to.

"Let's get you another drink," the wolger suggested.

The rabbit blinked at this. "Another one, uh, I dunno...." He trailed off as the wolger took another puff from the cigar and blew it out, coating his new friend's face in thick smoke. It seemed to have as much of an effect on him as he beer.

The wolger smirked and purred softly, rubbing the rabbit's chin gently. "Yeah, another drink," he said matter-of-factly. The chin rub seemed a bit strange to the rabbit at first, until it dawned on him that the hybrid was clearly hitting on him, and he smiled a bit.

The wolger then turned towards the bartender. "Two rum and Cokes, please," he said.

The bartender pulled out two highball glasses and mixed in some gold rum and tripling the amount of Coke in it, sliding the glasses to the pair. The rabbit shugged and took a drink of the rum-and-Coke, since he liked Coca-Cola.

The wolger picked up his own glass and winked at the rabbit, chugging down the liquor in rapid succession, letting out a loud belch and almost losing his cigar in the process.

The rabbit gasped a bit. "Careful," he said, "you might burn yourself."

The wolger simply laughed, taking another drag on his cigar. The monstrous wolger easily held his liquor as he breathed into the rabbit's face, letting the thick smoke flow over his face as he rubbed over the back of his head, purring a little. Slowly, he moved his face a little bit closer to the bunny's.

"You seem to be enjoying this," he observed.

"A little," replied the rabbit. He chuckled, not moving away as the wolger leaned in closer, letting the stench of beer and cigar smoke flow over his face.

The hybrid was handsome, and showing an eager young man who wasn't exactly a "looker" some attention. A lot of attention, actually. He felt his pants start to tighten a bit.

"A lot, actually," he added quickly. Reaching, he picked up the glass of rum and Coke and brought it up to his lips, sipping it a bit gingerly, his hand visibly shaking and making the dark liquid in the glass slosh a bit. He was excited and nervous.

The wolger aid his hand on the rabbit's thigh, fingers delicately sliding over the bulge in the front of his slacks. The rabbit's eyes went wide and he gave another cute little gasp, but made no move to pull away. If anything, his cock actually got harder in his pants at the presence of the wolger paw so near to his groin. Despite his large stature and rugged appearance he had a very gentle touch, almost soothing as he puffs out more thick smoke.

"You weren't kidding," his friend said. "Shall I get you another drink?"

He asked this despite the fact the rabbit hadn't yet finished his second one. Nevertheless, the bunny nodded. Since the wolger was older and more experienced he'd apparently decided that he hybrid should be the one to decide when he'd had enough. He drank the rest of the rum and Coke as the wolger ordered him another.

The wolger, meanwhile, was grinning widely at the thought of his own rabbit to play with. Amongst other things. He watched as the young bunny downed the second rum and Coke, rubbing his back strongly to egg him on. And then, when he'd finished that one, he ordered another one for him. "Something more fruity, this time," he said. "A gay drink of choice. Two zombies!"

"A--A what?" the rabbit stammered. "What the hell is a zombie?"

"Mmmm. You'll like it," the wolger assured him. "It's a very sweet drink."

The bartender quickly mixed the two drinks and set them down before the two new friends. The wolger picked on up and tilted it towards the rabbit and for a moment thought, ridiculously, that it looked as if he were intending to pour it over him. But then he got the idea and grabbed his own glass, and clinked it against the hybrid's.

"Cheers," the wolger said. "What's your name?"

"It's Bill," the rabbit answered. "What's yours?"

"I'm Sardonis, Sardonis Delacroix," the hybrid replied curtly. He tilted his glass back, chugging it contentedly as the fruity drink passed through his lips. He set the empty glass down, hand returning to Bill's thigh as he sniffed gently at his mouth, the cigar inches from the rabbit's face as smoke trails off it.

"Wow, that's a mouthful," Bill said.

He then took a large gulp of his drink as the hybrid took another puff and breathed the thick smoke right into his nostrils slowly, allowing him to savor the thick, heavy flavor. Bill choked a bit while drinking but recovered and continued, finding that cigar of his more and more wonderful by the minute.

The drink tasted incredible, Bill thought as he drank from it until the glass was half empty, his chugging prowess increasing. "Whoa, that is good," he said.

He turned, and found Sardonis' face closer to his than ever before. Literally mere inches from his own. Especially the he cigar's hot, burning tip, which hovered in the air inches from his nose and slightly open mouth. He was about to say something when Sardonis silenced him, unfurling his thick tongue across the bunny's muzzle, making him gasp softly, whereupon the wolger blew smoke into his open mouth.

Then, he sat back. "It is, isn't it?" he said. "It's a very sweet drink. Mixes well with the cigar." He rubbed at Bill's chest gently and purred, feeling his thin frame under his shirt.

By now the alcohol was taking its effect and the young rabbit appeared to be totally under your power. In fact, now, Bill was touching Sardonis back, a little hesitantly at first. But his paws had begun to wander nonetheless. The bartender observed this impassively.

"You know," Sardonis said, "I think there might be a private place in back."

Bill smiled at this suggestion. By now the alcohol was taking its effect. "I, uh....sure." Grabbing his zombie, he drank the rest in one gulp. He got up, wobbled, and almost fell, grabbing ahold of the big hybrid for support, laughing a bit.

"Just so you know, I've never....I mean....I have....I'm not a virgin, I've just never with someone I've just met," the rabbit was saying. Sardonis laughed with him as he led him towards the back, grinning wryly. The two pool players watched them go past with minor interest.

Opening the door to the bathroom, Sardonis walked inside with Bill, pulling him along and nudging open a stall door.

"This is the back room?" Bill asked, blinking.

"Yes," Sardonis replied. "It's in the back, and it's a room. Lots of action goes on back here."

He led the unresisting rabbit into the stall, and shut and locked the door behind him, turning to face the timid little rabbit before him. He took another puff of his cigar and breathed it into Bill's face.

Bill felt butterflies in his stomach. Another drunken belch issued forth from the rabbit, and he leaned a bit against the stall for support, closing his eyes as Sardonis' paws began exploring his smaller body, the hybrid's much bigger form pushing him further into the back of the stall as he nuzzled up against him, until the backs of Bill's legs bumped into the toilet.

Sardonis shoved him gently, forcing him to sit on the toilet with a small grunt. He sat there, watched as Sardonis stripped of his shirt, revealing his massive pectorals and firm six pack. The hybrid purrred a bit and looked down at him, taking his cigar out of his mouth.

"Here, hold this."

Bill was about to ask precisely what he meant by that, when he saw the cigar coming for him. He opened his mouth in protest, allowing Sardonis to stuff it in easily. It was massive compared to him, and he closed his lips around it, looking down its length at the burning tip.

Sardonis stooped to his knees and grabbed onto Bill's pants, forcefully unbuttoning them and unfastening the rabbit's belt so that they slid down to the base of the toilet, leaving the rabbit in a pair of white cotton briefs. These were also yanked down, bunnycock spilling into view. His cock was a bit large for his build, nice and thick. Not to mention, he had a Prince Albert.

Sardonis grinned widely and looked up at him, paws gently rubbing over his cock and flicking at the piercing gently. "It's cute," he said. "Bigger than I expected."

Bill blushed as his cock was played with. "Thanks," he said. "I got it for my sixteenth birthday. Never told my parents what I spent my birthday money on, obviously." He spoke between clenched teeth, what with the cigar filling his mouth and everything.

He then watched as Sardonis pushed his head down and took his hard cock into his mouth, sucking gently on it, and flicking at the piercing with his broad tongue. In reflex, Bill inhaled, taking a huuuuuge drag off the cigar. His eyes immediately turned watery and he took it out of his mouth with one paw, and coughed, but then just as he'd expelled the smoke he breathed it back in with another reflexive gasp.

Sardonis moaned a little bit and inhaled deeply, enjoying Bill's aroused scent as he bobbed over his member, smiling around it as he heard the rabbit coughing. He sucked happily on the rabbit's largish member and curcled his tongue around the cock and stroked it gently as it jerked and throbbed, twitching, the rough tongue grazing over sensitive skin. His paws rummaged over Bill's thighs and hips, gripping them tightly and pulling him upwards, forcing the bunny to buck up against his mouth.

Each time the hybrid's tongue teased his Prince Albert, the rabbit would gasp, a bit girlishly. He leaned back on the toilet, laying the back of his head against the tiled wall, and, to Sardonis' surprise, put the cigar back into his mouth, grunting a bit as he began to hump his hips, thursting his cock into the wolger's mouth. Precum flowed steadily from his aching member's ultra-sensitive pierced head, as he pursed his lips and took a second drag, and coughed even harder this time.

Sardonis groaned louder as he tasted Bill's sweet precum, his stomach gurgling a little as if he hadn't all day. He glanced up to see if the rabbit noticed. He hadn't, too busy filling his ears with his own little grunts. The wolger growled around the bunnycock and nibbled teasingly on it, sucking on the thick cock. The wolger was quite good, as if he had done this on a daily basis.

By now the stall was filled with a thin haze of smoke, and, blinking, the rabbit looked down and watched as Sardonis pulled his head back and let the rabbit's moist cock slip from his mouth, plopping onto his lap with a wet plop.

He coughed again. "Ah, sorry. I've never smoked before."

Sardonis grinned and rubbed his thighs, winking at him as he stood up, pants already falling down around his ankles. He wore no underwear, his massive black cock throbbing just inches from Bill's muzzle. He reached down and rubbed the rabbit's chin and slowly pulled him up, lifting him to his feet and spinning him around, pushing his chest up against the wall as he ground up against the bunny, rubbing hid thick member between his cheeks.

"I got a nice place to plant this," he whispered. He pressed his cocktip against he warm sphincter, smearing pre on Bill's hole. "Inhale deeply," he said, indicating the cigar. "And hold on. This might hurt."

Bill blinked and stuck the cigar back between his lips, and he did as commanded, inhaling deeply, and amazingly he didn't cough this time. Sardonis dug his fingers into the rabbit's hips and held him steady, thrusting forwards and forcing his cock into his tight hole. Bill moaned around the cigar as thick wolger cock invaded his ass.

Sardonis growled louder and bit into the back of Bill's neck, making the bunny cry out and almost drop the cigar, humping faster into the bunny as his thick cock swelled inside him, the knot pressing against his tight hole with every thrust. He started sliding Bill's rump back and forth cross his member with every thrust, forcefully pounding into his tailhole as the smokey haze once again fills the stall.

Bill kept the cigar clenched firmly between his teeth, and with each deep breath he took, the rabbit took a huge drag off the cigar, inhaling the thick smoke deep into his virgin lungs, and then letting tendrils of it pour out of his nostrils as he planted his palms firmly against the bathroom wall, legs spread and cottontail held high as this monster of a lovable wolger took him from behind, thick hybrid cock sliding in and out of his anus.

It was about then that he realized Sardonis had a knot, feeling it press insistently against his puckered hole, something which made the rabbit glance nervously over his shoulder at the wolger. He'd heard stories about knots. Sardonis simply looked at him and winked gently, grinding the knot up against his puckered hole.

"Oh yeah," he said, "you're gonna get this."

He started humping faster against Bill, grunting loudly with every thrust as he plowed his massive cock into that tight hole, his hot breath washing over Bill's neck and snout, permeating into his nostrils as he inhale the cigar.

Bill grunted and gasped as as the big wolger made love to him in the bathroom stall, hot breath washing over him, still puffing on Sardonis' cigar as he moved smoothly back and forth from the hybrid's thrusting. Deep down, underneath his drunken haze, the rabbit could barely believe this was all happening. All he'd come in for was a drink, and now here he was, getting buttfucked by this giant wolger he barely even knew, not to mention smoking a cigar the wolger had given him.

Life was truly full of surprises. And as he was fucked, the rabbit took one paw off the wall and grabbed his own member, still slick with Sardonis' saliva, and began to jerk himself feverishly in time to his thrusts.

The wolger grunted passionately, grinding forcefully into him and gripping harder into his sides, the knot pressing harder against his warm pink hole, applying uncomfortable pressure against your hole as he bucked faster, pushing and pulling Bill's body over the toilet as he took him, sweating a little bit at the ferocity of his thrusts.

"Fuck, Sardonis, that's the way," Bill said, laughing a bit drunkenly, "take me! Gimme everything you've got it!

Sardonis pressed the bunny up against the porcelain throne, then thrust forward violently and forced his knot into Bill's sphincter, groaning loudly as it popped into his hole and swelled up, locking the bunny's tight little rump against his crotch.

Bill screamed through clenched teeth, whimpering. The agony of that thick knot popping in was almost unbearable, but it was over now, and the pain was subsiding, his bunny butt now tied to Sardonis' wolger loins for the remainder of the mating. He took a few comforting drags off of the cigar, and panted, starting to sweat profusely.

"Mmfff! Fuuuuuuccckkk! You're a tight one!" groaned Sardonis, as he humped harder into the rabbit's sweaty butt, the thick knot pulling and pushing him along with every thrust. He chuckled quietly into the rabbit's neck, knowing the rabbit was now stuck and unable to escape as he continued to grind and pound away forcefully, his balls tensing up slightly as the smell of musk and cigar filled the air in the bathroom stall.

He panted louder and thrust more erratically as his orgasm neared, bending his waist forwards over the back of the toilet, bunnycock rubbing against the back of the toilet, leaving smears of precum.

"Urrrnnn, fuck" Bill moaned, grunting through clenched teeth, biting down on the cigar, hissing as hot wolger-cock filled his rabbit rear, pushing him up against the wall with each thrust, glasses clinking against the tiled wall as his face was mashed against it, precum squirting from his pierced cock as he jerked it, legs bicycling in the air.

Sardonis grunted and moaned softly, humping harder and harder against Bill until his cock spasmed inside his tight hole, his whole body jerking as he struggled to steady himself against the wall, his cocktip erupting and spraying volley after volley of thick ropey strands of wolger cum into the rabbit hole, as with a cry Bill came as well, his pierced cock jerking and shooting rabbit cum out to splatter on the toilet, making quite a mess as he felt Sardonis' hot semen flooding his bowels.

Sardonis strained to keep himself standing, thrusting weakly into the bunny with every orgasmic spurt, filling Bill's rump with his hot spunk. He whimpered quietly as his orgasm slowly waned, his thrusting reducing to gently grinding against the sweaty cum stuffed rabbit rear, his stomach growling audibly as Bill's jerked spasmically as the wolger still humped him and squirted cum up his ass.

He himself was done. His cock have given all it could give, his bounty currently slowly dripping down the toilet lid. Reaching up, he took a drag of the cigar, then removed it from between his lips with two fingers and exhaled, blowing out smoke.

"Wow," he said, his voice low and weak. "What a birthday. Christ....I'm gonna go home smelling like beer, cigar smoke and sex." He chuckled softly.

The wolger inhaled deeply, a trail of smoke wafting past Bill's face and into Sardonis' massive nostrils as he took in the scent of the whole scene. He relaxed his bite on the rabbit's neck and reached down, giving his cock a gentle rub and squeeze around the Prince Albert, making Bill wince, but in a good way. Then to Bill's amazement, Sardonis stood and lifted him up with his cock alone, the muscular member still locked deep inside the delectable rump.

"Holy--Wow, damn, that's some dick you've got!" Bill said.

He then hiccupped a bit, a verbal reminder that he was positively smashed and not exactly in the right frame of mind at the moment. Grinning like an idiot he took another puff off the cigar, turning a bit and blowing the smoke at the wolger's face with a little smirk.

Sardonis smiled and inhaled the smoke, breathing it softly back at the bunny. He leaned in and gave Bill a soft kiss on the lips, the licked over his face and coated it with his thick saliva and leaned back, stretching his arms up and popping his joints, shifting his jaw a little bit as he gazed down at the drunken critter.

"So," he said finally, "think you've had a good birthday so far?"

"Hell yes. This has probably been my best birthday ever." Bill wiped the saliva off his face and stuck the cigar back in his mouth.

"A night of several firsts for you, huh?"

"Oh yes. My first time being drunk off my ass....and I think you've managed to get me addicted to these things, as well." Bill indicated the cigar. "And it'll be even better once we get back out there and order s'more drinks, whaddaya say?"

Sardonis murred softly and ground teasingly into him, tossing his hair back as he rubbed over the bunny's narrow shoulders. "I'd have to agree. Getting some more drinks would be very nice, but I need something to settle my stomach first." He grinned, showing off glistening white teeth.

The rabbit smiled at the nuzzle, but, being inebriated, did not notice the teeth. "Oh, uh, well, they serve snacks here, don't they?" he ventured.

Sardonis chuckled slightly and nuzzled the oblivious rabbit, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "In a way," he said. Leaning back, he gripped the rabbit's thighs, slowly turning him over while keeping him impaled on his swollen member, rotating the bunny so his back was against the wall and legs are straddling his waist.

Bill reached up and took hold of Sardonis' shoulders, wiggling his hips so he settled better on the wolger's knotted cock, keeping his legs wrapped around his waist. "I feel like a fannypack," he said.

"Oh, just you wait on that sentiment," Sardonis said with a grin. He eyed the cigar in Bill's mouth, the tip glowing hotly. Leaning in, he sniffed at it, and pulled it out of the bunny's mouth, twiddling it gently between his fingers before taking a heavy puff from it himself, blowing it up into Bill's face.

He then kissed Bill softly on the lips, his large muzzle easily dwarfing the rabbit's smaller one. The rabbit eagerly returned the kiss, his smaller rabbit lips pressing tightly against Sardonis' bigger wolger ones. The wolger opened his mouth a bit, allowing the eager rabbit to push his head into the massive muzzle, his lips closing over the small snout and pushing forward, up over rabbit's glasses, sealing his vision inside the hot, moist maw and steaming the lenses of Bill's spectacles.

God, Bill thought, his eyes closed, this is one deep kiss! Totally unaware he pressed forwards, and only became dimly aware of what was happening when he felt the unmistakable sensation of his head popping fully into Sardonis' mouth. By the time he opened his eyes, darkness filled his vision. The rabbit coughed and sputtered in the hot air which reeked of beer and cigar smoke, and found talking next to impossible, although he did manage a few muffled words. "Stop, hey, whu--what are you--mmmphhh.....!"

Outside, he wriggled, but weakly. Sardonis groaned a little bit as his head covers Bill's, lips sliding over the back of the rabbit's head and pinching around his neck, feeling the throbbing of his veins against his lips. The wolger murred softly, the sound vibrating the trapped lepine, while he held firmly onto Bill's hips, his knot hilted deep inside the bunny. Wriggling his jaw, his spread his mouth a bit, forcing his lips over slender shoulders and drawing Bill's face into his throat, the strong muscles slowly squeezing over the bunny, massaging his muzzle.

The alcohol and the sex had left the young rabbit in no state to properly struggle for his life, so all he did as his narrow shoulders vanished into Sardonis' muzzle was sort of sway slowly from side to side in a sort of slithering motion....ironically unintentionally causing himself to slide deeper into the wolger's devouring maw.

The throat squeezed and pushed on Bill's head as Sardonis snaked down the rabbit's writhing frame, his lips and teeth grazing over the furred rabbit as they approach his waist, Bill's chest disappearing from the world into his cavernous mouth, coating him with his spit to make your descent easier on his throat.

Bill's subdued thrashing caused his glasses to slide off and fall forwards. They preceeded him on the way down Sardonis' throat to the dark belly. He sat there on your cock, legs hanging limply, arms pinned to his sides, breathing deeply and quickly, partially eaten, unsure of what, if anything, he could do now. Sardonis gently pulled at him, tugging at his body in an attempt to pull the rabbit off his knot. He gave firmer tugs until the knot emerged from the rabbit's anus with a wet pop, the larger than softball-sized knot emerging from Bill's ass and resting against it, the remainder of his length still inside of the used hole.

Now Bill was free of the knot, but not to escape. Rather, he was free to go somewhere else, he knew, as he squirmed blindly. Sardonis grunted and resumed his dining, his lips crawling over Bill's abdomen and lower back, tongue flitting gently at the flaccid cock as he curled his thick tongue under the bunny's legs, tilting his head back in the air and hoisting the bunny up vertically, allowing gravity to help him swallow Bill as the throat pulsed around Bill, pulling him down deeper towards Sardonis' dark pit of a gut.

Bill's feet kicked slowly in the air, moving in slow motion it seemed, like he was swimming, almost, occasionally his heels banging into the wall or the sides of the stall. As Sardonis' tongue slithered between his legs and he felt himself being lifted up, he became even more panicky, but ironically, the more panicky he became, the less energy he had to struggle. Sardonis' tight throat muscles and the lack of air the further down into you he went were taking their toll on him. As the wolger lifted him up, his legs stuck up ramrod straight in the air, twitching, then slowly began to sink down out of sight.

Sardonis took a few loud, wet gulps, and Bill's legs, now mostly unmoving, slowly vanished down into Sardonis' jaws leaving only his big rabbit feet, and soon, those too disappeared down the wolger's throat, his tongue lapping gently at the large feet as they disappeared into his mouth, closing his lips behind them and groaning softly as the birthday bunny was tucked away down into the monster wolger as Sardonis swallowed harshly a final time, sending Bill to his fate.

Bill disappeared behind Sardonis' broad muscular pectorals. He stroked his stomach a bit, feeling the rabbit curl up and bulge him out slightly under his shirt, his taut abs keeping most of Bill's form hidden inside of him. He reached down and pulls his pants back up, fastening his belt buckle as he took the rabbit's trousers and slowly exited the stall. He dug through the pocket's and pulled out the rabbit's wallet. From it, he removed Bill's ID card and $200 in cash, most likely birthday money from the rabbit's parents. He put the money and the ID card in his own pocket, then put the pants and empty wallet in the garbage can and went over to the sink, admiring himself in the mirror and adjusting his hair a bit in satisfaction.

Slowly, he emerged from the bathroom with his slightly fistended gut, and made his way back to the bar. The pool players had since left, and only the bartender remained. As Sardonis sat down on his regular stool, the bartender gave the wolger a worried look. The beast gazed back, grinning menacingly.

"Another round of Guinness," he asked.

The bartender handed him his drink but noted it was last call as he was closing up soon. Sardonis nodded and chugged the entire mug in one big gulp, then loosed a monstrous belch that seemed to rattle all the glasses in the bar. The wolger set down the mug and placed the cigar in his mouth, flipping out his lighter and lighting up the thick rod, inhaling deeply and swallowing a bit of smoke. He then took out the wad of cash he'd gotten from the rabbit's wallet and used it to pay his tab in full, then stood and walked out.

As he walked to where his black Suzuki Hayabusa was parked and got astride it, his gut settled a bit and gurgled and he groaned. He grinned, rubbing a paw possessively over the slight paunch and said, "Happy Birthday, kid," and started the motor up. "Guess you got to try out more than you thought."

He kicked the bike into gear and sped off towards home, stomach gurgling along the entire trip....