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The first thing I felt was a blaring pain in my head. It felt like I had been hit by a lead pipe. I instinctively tried to sit up, but a weight held me down. Something was wrong. I was stretched out and no longer surrounded by Beau's stomach. The change in sensation was too abrupt and in my clouded mind I panicked. I pushed and grabbed what I could, thrashing my body before my mind woke up. “Whoa, relax." Beau's arm tightened around me as I caught my breath and looked for his voice. “You'll throw yourself off the bed."

I sat there, letting my mind wake up as my senses returned to me. The slab of meat that was Beaus' arm wrapped around me, pinning me to his side. “Where are we?" My throat was sore, like sand paper was dragged across it. Beaus must have noticed, the hand holding me down caressed my side. “My bed. I wanted to have some more fun with ya before morning, but you were so knocked out that you slept through the whole 'extraction'." His hand grabbed my rear and pulled me up, so my head was closer to his. “You were so cute, sleeping in my arms." He planted a peck on my cheek. A blush crept onto my face as he relaxed, letting me fall back down to his side.

Silence fell over us as we basked in each other's presence. I would have let that moment last forever but after about ten minutes, the throbbing in my head became too much. I grabbed Beau's belly and squeezed him as I pressed my head into his neck. I tried to apply pressure but his neck fat was too soft. I let out a muffled yell that reverberated in the flesh around me. I shot my head up, “Let's get up." Beau's arm slid off me as I sat up, leaving my legs dangling off the bed.

Sitting up, I looked around the room. The only thing in it was the bed placed against the far wall and a closet. “We need to get you furniture." Before I could stand up, Beau wrapped an arm around my waist as he sat up. “I don't need furniture and careful, the bed is taller than you think." He sat beside me, squeezing me and rubbing his maw against my head. He picked me up as he stood, pressing my face against his man boob before lowering me to the ground. My legs wobbled and I leaned on him for support. “You good?" Beau held me up as I stiffened my legs. “Yeah, I'm good." I balanced myself and walked out.

I rummaged through my equipment, finally giving up after looking through everything twice. I put on jeans and a long-sleeve shirt and walked to the living room, finding the gator looking through his fridge. “Damn it's empty." He slammed the fridge as he stared at the wall.

“What's wrong?"

Beau scratched his neck. “I think it would be pleasant to have breakfast together." He mumbled the last part. This would have been cuter if I hadn't been staring at his bare ass. “Well we can just have fish again." I put my hand on his back. Beau looked at me, a slight blush on his alligator skin before looking back at the wall. “We always have fish. I wanted to do something…else."

My heart skipped a beat as this 400 pound reptile got all flustered over me. “Well, I like how you cook the fish, so I don't mind. But if you want to do something we can, like, go out to eat." I was now mumbling as I asked him out on a date. Beau's face lit up at my proposition. “YEAH, I mean, yeah we can do that." He smiled. “I know a great spot we can go." Beau rushed past me as he entered his room.

“Cool, um, do you have any headache medicine?" I called out. A second later Beau reappeared, carrying a bag over his shoulder as he shook his head. “We can pick some up on the way." He wrapped an arm around me as we walked out the door and headed for his airboat. "I thought we were heading to a restaurant?" I asked as Beau loosened the rope that tied down the boat. “We are. We're going into the swamp."

“Oh, is it like, an entire town in there? I thought it was just your friend who made the beer." I raised my foot to enter when I realized something. “OH, let me get some equipment!" I ran back in, cursing myself at the mess I had made looking for medicine. I haphazardly shoved stuff into a tote, putting too much in so the lid wouldn't close. Unsure of what I could and couldn't leave, I just picked up the tote and carried it out. “Give it here." I handed Beau the tote, letting me release the breath I didn't know I was holding. “Thanks." He reached out again. I blushed slightly as I took his hand and stepped into the boat.

"No problem." He smiled at me with his scarred maw as he tied my tote down. “To answer your question, it's more of a community than a town. The spot we're heading for is the only place that has any buildings. It's like a giant porch. It'll be easier to explain when you see it." I nodded as I looked around. The airboat we were in was smaller than the other one. The bottom was a flat grate with the edges barely raised, and only three connected seats. The other one had at least triple as many seats, was bigger, and all around looked better. The only thing the two boats had in common was the giant fan that sat at the end of each boat. “Are you a tourist guide?" Beau finished tying my tote next to his. He sat down, taking up the three seats. “What?" He gave me a look like I was speaking a different language.

“Well you have that nice boat that can fit multiple families." He looked over at the boat and his face softened. “Right, the township I'm technically a part of likes sending people to tour the swamp. Ecological surveys or something. I thought you were one of them when you first arrived." He reached down and pulled a cord. His flabby arm tightened as he punched up, and for just a moment I could see the muscles hiding underneath. "They gave me that boat as compensation. Not like I needed it. I had this one for twenty years and it never failed me."

“Is that why you were hiding from me?" I shot him a smile as I placed my hands on my hips and stood in front of him. “Yeah, glad you said you were from the university, otherwise I would have missed out on a cute little human falling into my arms." I rolled my eyes. “I did not fall i-." The boat lurched forward, making me fall right into him. He wrapped an arm around me, holding me tight as we went deeper into the swamp. “Right into my arms." He roared over the fan.

The ride took about ten minutes. The wetlands blended into a sparse grove. The trees were thick, with large trunks, high leaves and spread out, letting the air boat pass between them without issue. The humid air felt better than I expected, probably because I was sitting on Beau's lap. His naturally cool body made a comfortable contrast with the air. He was also comfortable. I found myself drifting to sleep in his grasp as I lay my head on his chest. However, I was jolted awake by the boat.

Eventually we reached our destination and I understood what he meant. There was a large wood deck built into the swamp. When I say large I mean large. It was built around a few trees, like trees that burst through the floor. Two buildings sat at both ends of the deck. One looked like a bar, with Beau-sized picnic tables in front of it. The other building looked like a normal shack.

Beau pulled up behind the shack, where a post was hidden behind it. I slid off his lap, and he secured the boat. “Looks like we're the first ones here. Give me a moment and I can show you around." I nodded and waited. Once satisfied with the knot, Beau locked his hand around mine as he led me onto the floating deck. Getting a better look, the wood looked old, blackened from years of use, but still sturdy. If Beau was coming here every day then there is no way I would break it.

“You'll like this place, and you'll like Fergus. He knows how to make a mean catfish." We walked right up to the bar, which had Beau-sized stools. The alligator walked up, slammed his fist on the counter and screamed, “Hey Fergus! Make us some breakfast." Rustling could be heard from a room in the back. A door soon opened, revealing a drowsy alligator just as big as Beau, but greener and younger looking.

“Holy Shit! What the hell are you doing here? You know what time it is!" Despite his complaints, Fergus still picked up an apron and tied it around his waist. Turning his back on us, he checked his inventory and started his appliances. “We know what time it is, that's why we're here. Now make us some breakfast!" Beau sat on a stool, and I took the one next to him. It was pretty comedic how much room I had and how Beau could barely fit his ass on his.

“Give me my usual, with a small plate and something for headaches for Felix."

“Who?" Fergus turned around, immediately zooming in on me as he realized that I was here. “Oh shit you're actually real!"

“W-what does that mean?" My voice shaking slightly. Fergus reached into the cabinets above his head as Beau chuckled. “We kinda thought Beau was making you up." Beau stopped smiling. “What? Why the hell would you think that?"

“Well, you're not exactly the most social type. Here." Fergus handed me some medicine and disappeared, reappearing with ingredients to prepare. “Well sorry I don't feel like hearing about Mac bragging about the fish he caught fifteen years ago for the hundredth time!"

“It was thirteen years ago, you would know that if you talked more." I turned around as a voice appeared behind us. It was another alligator, also greener than Beau, but about the same age, maybe older. “You picked a real prize when you came here, son." The alligator, Mac, sat down next to me as he ordered 'the usual'. "He's not that bad." I argued as something hit a stove, steam entering the air. “No, he's a real gem when you get to know him." Mac agreed.

More and more alligators came onto the deck. They all varied greatly. Some were seniors who came to fish with friends they'd known for seventy years. Others were children who wanted to know what had happened to my scales. It must be a cultural thing because they were all naked. The floor looked really interesting that day. All came up to introduce themselves and ask questions. Almost all were surprised that I was real. “I thought Mr. Dupla was going crazy!" A child said before being carried away to be scolded by his mother. “But you said you thought he was making it up too!" I heard Beau mutter something beside me. “Don't be too upset, we were mostly joking." Mac took a swig of beer, the same kind Beau likes. “'Mostly.'" Beau repeated.

“Don't antagonize him in front of his new friend Mac. But he is right. We were surprised you would let a total stranger into your home." Plates were slid in front of Beau and I. Heavily seasoned catfish dripping in a sauce with some root vegetables on the side. Looking at Beau's plate, it was three times bigger than mine. “Thanks." I reached for my silverware when I realized there wasn't any. I turned to Beau just in time to watch him grab a chunk of fish, throw it into his maw and swallow it whole. All of which happened in under five seconds. “Amazing as always!" I turned back to my plate and picked a chunk off the catfish. It burned my fingers a little as I placed it in my mouth.

It tasted like Beau's cooked.

I met and talked to more alligators as I finished my meal. Even with getting a smaller piece, I couldn't finish it and had to give the rest to Beau. “You sick?" Mac asked as he finished his third of five fish. “No, the serving sizes are massive." I responded as Beau picked up the plate and dumped its contents into his maw. “No, you're just skinny." I rolled my eyes as I waved down Fergus. “Do you have anything to drink?"

“One beer coming up." Fergus bent over, letting everyone at the bar get a good look at his ass. “What! No! It's not even noon. Is that the only thing you have to drink?" Fergus looked around, as some of the 'gators snickered around me. “Uhh, I have some cooking oil." He finally offered. I rolled my eyes as I waved him off. “Never mind."

Beau stood up and stretched. His belly lifted slightly and jiggled as he let it fall back. “Alright, I think we're all set for now. I brought some water bottles." I took this as a sign that we were leaving and stood up. As I stepped towards Beau, Mac grabbed my sleeve. “That's fine, Felix can stay here with us. I would love to get to know him better." Mac's voice sounded deeper than before as his eyes swept over me. The same way Beau did last night.

Before I could respond, Beau was upon us. He wrapped an arm around me, swatting Mac's hand away in the same motion. “He's taken." Even last night at the picnic table, Beau's voice wasn't that deep. Mac smiled, leaning back against the bar. “For now~." Mac took a swig from his beer as Beau huffed so hard I could feel it hit the top of my head. He walked me away, stomping hard enough that nearby tables shook. “You know where to find us, Felix. We would all love to show you a good time." Alligators called out, some saying bye, others asking Beau if I could stay, all were ignored.

Beau jumped onto the boat, untying it from the post as I got on. I walked over and placed my hands on his back. He stopped and turned around to face me. I gave him a smile. “Hey, it's alright. They're just teasing you." He huffed and went back to untying. Once finished, he grabbed hold of me and sat down, placing me on his lap like last time. He tugged on the cord, bringing the airboat to life and we sailed away from the deck.

After about a minute, I realized we weren't heading back the way we came, instead heading deeper into the swamp. “Where are we going?" I had yelled over the fan, but he must have heard me because he stopped the boat. “I thought you wanted to research deeper into the swamp?" His voice was even and he avoided eye contact.

I cupped his cheek. He let me guide his face so we looked at each other. “Hey."

“Hey."

“Back on the deck, you told Mac I was taken. Did you mean it?" Beau's eyes lit up, before looking away. “I…did. If you…" He trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. I chuckled as I leaned on his chest. “I would love to be your boyfriend." Beau straightened slightly as he placed his arms around me, hugging me as I sat in his lap. “I would like that," he murmured.

Eventually, we had to separate, because I really wanted to collect samples. I took out all of my equipment as Beau dug through his own tote. I pulled out some beakers and centrifuges, as Beau drew out bait and a fishing rod. He gave me a water bottle as he sipped on a beer. Sometimes we would ask the other questions about the other equipment. Beau on occasion, would ask me if I wanted to hold his rod while grabbing his crotch. One time, I pulled my pants down, saying only if he grabbed mine, which got him to stop.

“All right, we should head out before it's too dark." Beau reeled in one last fish as he spoke. I looked up and saw the sun setting. “Oh, wow I didn't even realize we spent the entire day out in the swamp." Beau put our equipment away in record time. This time, Beau sat down like this morning and I took my rightful place on his lap. I snuggled into his chest as he started the boat. Or at least I thought he was. I didn't hear anything. I glanced up and saw Beau quickly looking away. “What's wrong?"

“I know I said we should head back, but do you maybe want to fool around a little?" I laughed a little, as I sat up. “What did you have in mind?" He smiled and rubbed my cheek with his maw, kissing it before whispering in my ear. “How about you strip a little?" I giggled as I stood up. “Alright." I walked to the center of the boat. Turning to face Beau, he was sitting up straight, his gut hanging just enough to cover his crotch. However, his large testicles were still visible.

I slipped my shoes off, kicking them to the side as I unbuttoned my pants. I pulled the zipper down slowly, leaning back so my crotch stuck out. Once the zipper was at the end, instead of taking my pants off, I moved my hands under my shirt and pulled it over my head. Slipping my arms in before tossing it to the side. Beau licked his maw as he sat up, the head of his dick peeking out from under his belly.

I smiled as I dragged my hands down my chest and down to my pants. I turned around as I spread the lips of my pants apart. I left my boxers on as I pulled my pants down past my thighs, calves and finally to my ankles. Now facing away, I bent over to take my pants completely off, as well as my socks. Throwing my clothes to the side and still bending over, I looked back and saw Beau shamelessly eyeing my rear.

I shook my butt and chuckled as I watched his cock twitch. “Want to finish stripping me?" Beau wrapped a hand around his cock while shaking his head. “No, keep going." I was a little surprised, but I did as instructed. I turned back around, my own hard on clearly visible through my boxers. I pulled at the fabric hiding my erection, slowly pulling my boxers off until my dick sprung up, a drop of pre flying as it hit my stomach. I finished taking my boxers off, throwing them to the side as I stood in front of the alligator. “Like what you see?"

“You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." The genuine awe in his voice threw me off. My face heated up as I turned away. Beau laughed, “Sorry, I just realized how lucky I am." He got up and walked over to me, his belly pressing against my body as he wrapped his hands around me. He rubbed my back as he lowered his head, kissing me.

The kiss felt off. I raised my hand and pulled away. “What's wrong?" His face tightened and loosened as he tried to find the right words. “Are you sure you want to be with me?"

“What do you mean?" I placed my hand on his cheek, caressing it, trying to get him to explain. “Look at us, we couldn't be more different." I'll admit that this crossed my mind. Species, interests, careers. He even told me he never finished high school. I lay my head against his chest, bringing my hand down to rub circles around his nipple. “That's the point of dating, to see if the other person is compatible. And yes, there will be hurdles, but I would be remiss if we didn't at least try." I looked up and stood on my tip toes as I kissed Beau. He kissed back, this time without the off feeling from before. “Ok, if you're willing then I should try as well. I should show you all of me."

Beau turned around and walked to the seat. He grabbed the back of the chair and placed one knee and then the other on the seat, my erection twitched as my view was engulfed by 'gator ass. Beau leaned forward, and grabbed his ass, pulling it apart, exposing his anus to me. I instinctively wrapped a hand around my cock and rubbed it. “That certainly is you." Beau looked at me and smiled a toothy grin, shaking his butt gently, making the mountain of flesh wobble. “Go on, give it a taste."

I grabbed his hole with both hands, spreading his ass further apart. The musk emanating from his hole drew me. I got down on my knees and I puckered my lips and pressed them against his anus. I sucked on his anus, creating a vacuum that I broke by pulling my head back, making a 'pop' sound every time. “Yeah~, that's it. Go a bit deeper."

I pressed down again, but this time I slipped my tongue out, barely gliding it against his anus. The small pressure I gave him caused Beau to jump, his ass swaying for a moment. I smiled as I pressed my tongue harder on him. I ran it in circles, forcing my tongue against his rim until his hole gave in to the pressure and parted, letting my tongue spear him. “YEAH, come on boy, put your face in it."

I pulled his ass apart more and pressed my face down, wiggling my tongue, pressing it against his inner walls as much as I could. “Come on, just a bit more." I got on my feet and squeezed, practically shoving my face into his ass, until I actually did.

His anus gave in and with a wet *slurp* my face and about half of my head was in Beau's ass. While I panicked briefly, the mix of lust and familiarity drove me deeper in. I could hear Beau, his voice muffled by his flesh. I curled my toes and pressed harder into him. His moans encouraged me to slip my ears past his ring, followed by my chin. Soon, I had my entire head in him, his anus wrapped around my neck. I took this chance to catch my breath, each filled with Beau musk, the air thick with his stink. I ran my tongue across any part of his flesh I could, his walls practically entering my mouth every time I opened it.

Before I could continue, I felt Beau move. I was forced back to my knees and to sit up straight as he stood directly over me. “Oh shit." I muttered right before Beau put his entire weight on me. His anus slid down my neck, pressing against my shoulders. The weight made it stretch more and more until it got around my shoulders. The tight ring made me roll them forward, making it easier for Beau to swallow me. My face was dragged into him, feeling every ridge as I traveled deeper.

Beau kept on, pulling my chest into his ass. My arms pinned to my sides as he engulfed my nipples. He stopped, his anus tightened around me as he stood up and took me with him. I was no longer on my knees, instead I had to move my feet back under me, pushing myself even deeper by accident.

Trying to get comfortable, I shuffled my body. Rubbing Beau's interior as I pushed and pulled in him. Beau took this as a sign to continue, slowly sitting down, squeezing my chest and the top of my stomach into him. He kept moving, getting the rest of my stomach and pressing the tip of my penis against his ring. Beau stood up again, making me stand up on my feet. I felt his hand press my cock against my stomach as he fell down for a third time. His anus squeezing my dick against my stomach as his ass swallowed me to my hip.

My dick grinding against his entrance, teasing me as I tried to stimulate myself. Unable to wait longer, I bent my knees and thrust my body into Beau's, rocketing to my calves. Even though I was so deep into Beau, I could still hear his “Fuck!" deep in his gut. Now with more purchase, I could grind my hips, rubbing my cock against Beau's wall.

I could feel the world shift as Beau bent over, most likely on his hands and knees as my feet dangled out of his ass. I could feel him rock his body back and forth as I was pulled further in, his ass sucking on me as I felt his fat ass cheeks against my feet and the pressure building in my cock. As my ankles reached his ring, I emptied my balls into him, covering my stomach, making me just a little easier to swallow. Beau must have reached his own climax while I was here.

My feet entered, his anus closing, hiding me from the world. Like in his stomach, I could feel a distant heartbeat as I lay in his colon. It was much different from his stomach. His stomach was like a hammock, letting me curl up as I swayed. However, here, the walls forced me into a plank position, causing me to bend slightly to his uncompromising walls.

Beau got up, sat down and said something I couldn't hear. Does he think I can hear him? I should tell him I can't. I tried to get comfortable, moving my arms and legs, trying different positions but always ending back to how I was. His walls, while rigid, were soft. It felt like fingers massaging me. Just like last night, I listened to Beau's heart as I drifted to sleep.