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The bed squeaked heavily and repeatedly, in chorus with the sound of a feminine, breathy moan and an audible grunt. Aron rocked his hips away, pumping into a slender raccoon lady trapped under his belly. One hand gripped one of the lady's ankles, holding her in place. The other rest against her opposite hip as he rocked. Mary, the exasperated woman under him, arched her back, pressing her paws against the heavy swell weighing her down. She absolutely adored being trapped under her green dragon like this. Aron was all too happy to give her exactly what she wanted, even if it meant she might end up late to work.

A roar filled the room as the drake slammed home one more time, unleashing a heavy flood into his lover. The raccoon tensed hard, her mouth agape in a silent shriek of orgasm. Her own stomach began to swell. The large, green dome had concealed the sizable bulge he made in her belly. Now, he was pumping her full enough to lift his gut up off her.

Soon, the two held still in their joined posture, both panting for breath. It was a brief moment of peace.

"Damn son, I think that's the biggest load yet!" Mary laughed.

Aron blushed with a smile, "That's not a bad thing, is it?"

"It most certainly is not! You keep that up and soon I'll look as big as you after a single shot!"

Mary wriggled her hips, trying to push up under her boyfriend a bit further, relishing having so large a rod in her grasp.

"If that happened, you'd probably have a hard time getting around." Aron said, rolling his hips forward ever so gently. Already he was feeling the pent up sensation building all over again. He couldn't just take Mary again. She had to get ready to head out. He'd take care of business in the shower later.

"Part of the fun." Mary retorted with a grin.

Eventually, and with a great deal of regret, the raccoon began pulling herself off the dragon's shaft. She winced and gasped as she was left feeling more empty, but not completely so. After all, she had a belly full of dragon spunk. Aron rolled onto his side and pulled the girl in against his chest, feeling her soft, squishy stomach morph and deform against his firm tummy. She reached as far as she could around him, clinging to the big, strong dragon.

"You should probably go shower and let all that out." Aron said, a soft whine mingling with his words. He didn't want to let her go. And neither did she.

"Yeah, I should shower," She paused, then reached up and gave him a quick, firm kiss on the nose, "But to hell with letting it out. I'm keeping it this time. I'm gonna show it off today. My boyfriend knows what he's doing!" Mary giggled, rolling away from him.

Aron propped himself up with an arm as he watched the beautiful young lady waddle her way to the bathroom, a subtle smear of white oozing down her thighs. She would have to clench up hard, and stay clenched all day, to keep it. The door closed behind her and the shower was switched on. The green dragon sighed and flopped onto his back, a hand behind his head, the other resting atop his round gut. He traced circles over the dome with his palm as he mulled over how things in his life had changed.

It had been three months since he had consumed Jack. The bobcat was still in there, curled up, snug as a bug in a rug. Aron himself had gained more mass. He was taller, heavier, and stronger. He wasn't anywhere near the level of bodybuilding that Blake was at, let alone Gabe, but he was making visible progress now, and that was encouraging. The drake closed his eyes and sighed, drinking in the sensation of his condition. It felt so good, but there was something a little bit off about it. A strange feeling had come over him in the last week or so, gradually building in his middle. It was almost like an itch or a tingle. And it seemed to alternate between stronger and weaker at certain times.

Aron pushed the notion of that odd sensation out of his mind and squeezed his tummy, feeling his passenger turn about under his scales. He smiled feeling the motion, mashing his legs together as if to make sure Jack couldn't get out. It would have been nice to just lay there all day, but he couldn't. He had to get to work later too, after the gym of course.

Gently, so as to not wake up the feline napping soundly inside him, Aron rolled over to the edge of the bed, sat up, and turned his legs to drape over the edge. He hoisted himself up and sighed as the weight in his middle settled on his hips. He cradled his tummy for a moment before strolling out of the bedroom, aiming for the kitchen. Since Mary was no doubt going to be rushing about, trying to avoid being late, he'd make a quick breakfast for her, something she could pick up and run with. Aron slipped on an apron, far too small for his huge gut, and began cooking. An egg and bacon sandwich would work just fine.

Just as the drake was plating up both breakfasts, Mary came racing out, dressed in her waitress uniform. It couldn't stretch far enough to cover her belly, but she seemed to think it was a good look.

"Oh great! I can eat that on the way! Thanks honey!" The raccoon lady cried in delight.

Mary rushed over to the much taller dragon, standing on her toes to lean up and kiss him. Aron craned his neck down and offered her a return kiss. It was brief, but affectionate. After that, she knelt down and gave the dragon's belly a kiss and a hug.

"You keep him outta trouble for me today, okay? Don't let his boss ride him too hard." Mary was talking directly to Jack as if he were Aron's unborn child. She thought it was adorable. Aron did too. He loved it when she fawned over his stomach like that. The fact that she was so fascinated, hell in love with his gut it looked like, only made the drake that much happier. He had originally been worried this whole arrangement would have been too weird for most anyone.

"I'll see you tonight. I hope you have a good day." Aron said, not wanting to feel his girlfriend pull away from his tummy.

"I'll try. It's gonna be another hell shift. We're down two people. I'm getting really sick of this crap. I just wanna quit." Mary grumbled, mashing her cheek against the warm, inviting stomach.

Aron nodded, resting a hand against her head, pressing her against his tummy as she listened to the noises it made, and even felt it shift as Jack turned again.

"I know you do honey. I just wish I could help." He wanted to do something, but he wasn't exactly in a good position. It was tough affording the apartment with Jack no longer contributing, which Aron was okay with. Mary's income helped, and they were able to put some into savings in case things went sideways.

"You could let me trade places with your boyfriend for a little while. That'd be nice." Mary smirked, finally pulling away. She took a bite of her sandwich and headed for the door.

Aron just chuckled.

"We'll see what happens," The drake liked the idea, personally. But that would mean kicking Jack out, and that just felt wrong to him, "Take care. See you tonight."

"See you tonight." Mary said back, disappearing out the door. She wasn't hindered at all by the sloshing load in her womb. It amazed Aron.

Quietly, the drake sat down at the small table and began eating his morning meal. It was considerably larger than Mary's, but then he was eating for two and still trying to bulk up. As he ate, he read the paper, going about his morning rather casually in spite of the unusual circumstances. Three months of carrying the bobcat around, a little over a month of living with Mary, and a strengthening friendship with some of the guys at the gym, Blake and Gabe especially; he was rather pleased with things so far.

It was eventually Aron's turn to shower and he worked his way into the stall. The warm water poured over his stretched middle, basking in the tingling delight that spread through his abdomen. He had really grown to love being like this.

Jack kicked softly as the dragon lathered up, humming a little tune to keep himself occupied. He smiled feeling the kick and rubbed over the area tenderly.

"Morning. Still doing okay in there?" Aron said, looking down at his belly.

"I'm great," Jack said through a yawn, "Never better. How 'bout you, honey? You sick'a me yet?"

Aron smirked, "Never going to happen. Your stuck in there for good if I can help it." He began gently scrubbing his stomach, something Jack picked up on and began leaning out against the scrubs. He knew the drake adored being stretched like that.

"I'm completely okay with that. How's things with you and Mary? Still rocking her world? I wanna say I woke up midway through a session this morning, but it's a little fuzzy." The cat mewled from under those protective scales.

"Oh yeah. It's almost like she can't get enough of it. She even had a message for you this morning. You're supposed to make sure Stacy doesn't ride me too hard at work today. I think Mary's getting a little territorial." Aron chuckled.

Jack laughed, "I would too. Why let someone else get to have fun with my big green monster when I want it whenever I can get it?"

The drake just laughed again and continued lathering away. He thrummed as he felt Jack shift once more, this time moving into a position better suited to teasing him. Immediately, the dragon's tail lifted out of sheer reflex. The feline had spent so long in the big green dragon's womb, he'd found a few tender spots that could be used to make Aron moan.

"Mary's getting pretty annoyed with work lately. It's the third wait staff job she's had in a year, at least... from what she's told me. I'm a little worried that she's more unhappy than she lets on. She's been saying she wants to quit," Aron said, grinning a little, "Said she'd be happy to trade places with you."

"Why do we have to trade? Just shove her in here with me! I'm happy to share!" Jack cackled, stretching the green's belly as he amused himself.

Aron laughed and shivered, moving his hands to cup against his wobbling gut.

"Jeeze, two of you in there, I wouldn't get a moment's peace ever again. Besides, I don't think I could afford living here by myself. As nice as it might be to try and pull that off." He said.

"Talk to Blake. Maybe you could move in with him." Jack suggested.

"What!? No! Why would he want to live with me!?" Aron cried.

"Because you're cute, you're bulking up, and he loves it when you bottom for him." The hidden cat said rather matter-of-factly.

The drake blushed and squeezed his belly to try to hush the feline. He tried to deflect and change the subject.

"I've been meaning to ask you. Have you noticed anything weird in there lately? In the last couple of weeks, I've been feeling this... I dunno... an itch, a tickle. It's weird. It comes and goes, too." Aron reached lower to give his groin a scrubbing, lingering there to pay that region some much needed attention.

"No, can't say I have. I have been getting a little lonely in here, I guess. Kind of wishing I had some company. You're great and all but... I kinda wanna be able to wrap my arms around someone, ya know?" Jack said, "Does it come and go randomly?"

"I know what you mean," Aron paused, biting his lower lip, "Well... no... it seems to get stronger when Mary's around, and get weaker when she's not."

Jack grinned and stretched again, growing more insistent in his stimulation of the big dragon.

"Maybe your belly wants her inside it and it's tryin' ta tell ya!"

Aron gasped and clutched at his stomach in surprise. He dropped his loofa and gripped at his throbbing shaft. The drake spread his legs and curled his tail about, plunging the tip into his soaking nethers. It was now or never. He had to sate his need.

"Hush! Just... mmm... just keep doing that for me. Oooo, yeah. Been getting pent up easier lately." The drake breathed.

Jack said nothing, grinning as he began to grind away against the slick, rubbery walls he had come to call home. His own feral noises of passion rose up from the dragon's belly as he humped fruitlessly into the air. His hand pumped over his shaft swiftly, growling as he was quickly brought to climax. A hot blast splattered across the inside of his womb as Jack finished, pushing the drake over the edge. He roared again and made his own sticky mess, a rather large one, on the tile wall in front of him. His tail was suddenly coated in a thick film of feminine release, the hungry petals clinging to the tapered limb.

Aron huffed and grunted, pulling his tail free before lifting it to his lips. He licked at the sweet nectar covering it and sighed. A heavy palm gave the slowly wriggling belly a loving pat. Jack knew just where to hit to get him taken care of quick.

"Mmm, thanks honey. I needed that." The dragon growled low in his throat, satisfied.

"You're welcome. Think I'm gonna go back to sleep now. Love you, big guy." Jack said, giving his comfortable home a kiss.

Aron smiled, "Love you too, little guy."

Within minutes, the sound of the shower pouring across the round gut lulled the bobcat back to sleep, and Aron was able to finish in peace. As he climbed out of the shower and began drying off, he felt that pent up sensation building all over again, slowly, but steadily. He grumbled a little.

"Guess I'll have to just blueball it for a while. Maybe I need new underwear. The ones I've got are getting kind of tight. Everything down there just keeps growing right along with everything else." Aron said to himself.

He didn't necessarily mind that his manhood had gained a few more inches, and that his sac was now large enough to weigh in a grocery store produce scale. But it was getting damn hard to find clothes that fit. Maybe Blake or Gabe could give him a tip on where to shop.

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Aron grunted and growled, flexing his legs as he crouched. A large barbell stretched across his shoulders, held stable by his arms as he did his squats. Once he was at his lowest point, the green drake moaned and clenched his ass cheeks. The large, equine shaft belonging to his trainer was lodged nice and deep. Gabe grunted along with his trainee, counting out his reps each time he practically sat down on that monster member. Their rather intimate training sessions had become the norm, and it was helping Aron keep his loins from burning quite so hard. He didn't even need to use his lotion anymore, normally smeared just under his nostrils to help block out the scent of all the masculine figures, and the ladies as well. He was an equal opportunity lover after all.

"Doin' good, just five more!" Gabe called out, shivering as he felt himself nearing the end of his line.

"Don't... quit on me... yet!" Aron grunted, sensing how close the huge stallion must have been.

He hoisted himself back up, then down again, repeating the action slowly to squeeze out his five final reps. Just as he settled back down at the bottom of the fifth, he felt a powerful stirring in his colon. Gabe nickered and took hold of the drake's hips, sinking in all the way to unleash his blast. The heat of the rush flooded Aron's bowels, making him shudder powerfully. How had his life come to be nothing but sex mixing in with everything he did? He wasn't opposed to it, but he was mystified as to how he had managed such a feat. He shrugged off the notion and sat there, letting the horse finish inside him, huffing as the stallion spotted him. The barbell was lifted off his shoulders and moved to its resting position.

"Damn son... that's twenty pounds more than last week! You're stackin' on fast!" Gabe said, a little breathless, "Maybe you oughta take it a little easy. Push yourself too hard and you could hurt yourself."

Aron smiled, leaning back against the stallion's chest, flexing his rump to squeeze the large spire trapped in him. His hands moved to rub in large, slow circles over his gravid tummy, now a bit softer and more yielding than before, thanks to the heavy, sticky contribution he just received.

"I dunno how, but it just feels good pushing myself like that. Anything less just feels like not enough. Don't worry big guy, I can tell when I've hit my limit. This is just about it. For now." The jade fellow grinned.

"Alright, alright, I'm not your dad. Just be careful. You're my most promising trainee. I'd hate for you to come so far only to get set way back because you pushed too hard." The stallion huffed.

Aron lifted one of the big clydesdale's hands to his lips, giving it a tender little kiss.

"Don't worry big guy. I'm made of sterner stuff than I look." The drake smiled, then began hoisting himself up off that fantastic shaft, much as he wanted to leave it there.

"Been meanin' ta ask... how's it going with Jack? You two still okay? He's not going stir crazy in there?" Gabe asked. It didn't take long for word to get around the gym where the bobcat had gone. There was some pushback, but nothing serious. Just some uncertainty from some of the staff. It quickly blew over.

"We're good. Real good. Never better," Aron said, turning around as he pulled his shorts back up, working hard to tuck his own drooling rod into the fabric. He wasn't anywhere near the size of the monster he'd just sat on, but he was certainly an impressive sight to behold, "He spends most of his time asleep."

"And when he's awake?" Gabe asked, concerned.

Aron simply grinned, "When he's awake, he tries with all his might to make me cream my shorts."

Gabe blushed a little, but chuckled, reaching out to give the sizable gut a firm rubbing with his large, thick-fingered hand.

"Well, as long as the two of you are both happy and healthy, I guess that's all that really matters." He said.

Aron nodded, adjusting his shorts as his member spilled down one leg, the very tip almost peaking out the cuff at the bottom.

"S'how we both feel about it. Anyway, same time tomorrow? Maybe we mix it up and try pull ups?"

Gabe nodded, "That'll be arm day."

"See you then," Aron said, "I'm gonna grab my cardio then hit the sauna."

The two parted ways, the green beast making his way to the treadmills to jog for a while. He and Gabe had developed quite a friendship since Jack slipped into Aron's belly. He'd had a crush on the big stallion for a while beforehand, and now he was getting trained personally by the handsome beefcake. Reamed by him every workout, too. A broad grin spread across Aron's muzzle as he began his jog. His belly bounced with every step and he tried his best to keep his cheeks tensed up. After all, it would be a huge shame to lose any of that creamy stuff he'd worked so painstakingly to get filled with.

The half an hour jog flew by as the dragon went over in his mind all the things he needed to do for the day. It was a simple enough day, but he was always on the lookout for catching things that might slip through the cracks. Of course, it was difficult to focus when he could feel his friend bouncing about inside him. It felt marvelous, sending a small jolt of electricity up his spine every time a foot came down on the belt. It was hard to believe how quickly he had adjusted to the new lifestyle. And even harder to believe how quickly he'd gained muscle mass after this all started. He wasn't a bodybuilder by any stretch of the imagination, but it was clear he was on his way. He had clearly defined, sculpted, sinuous features, upgrading from the swimmer's body to medium-weight Marine. And he was enjoying his improvement.

It did bother him slightly that the pace of his progress was slowing. Almost as though he was reaching another plateau. He shoved the thought aside as the belt finally slowed and stopped.

Aron puffed hard, feeling pretty good in spite of his fatigue. He mopped his face with a towel and turned to disappear into the locker room. A shower rinsed his smooth, emerald hide clean and the sauna came next. It was his favorite part of the gym, sitting in the steam and soaking in the warmth. Just relaxing and idly rubbing his tummy fondly. The jade fellow took up his usual seat in the corner and let his legs naturally open to accept the size and weight of his stomach. He wouldn't be able to stay too long, maybe fifteen minutes, before he needed to rinse off again and head to work.

"Hey big guy." Blake said. The gryphon grinned as he strolled in, his waist wrapped in a towel. He was clearly pleased with Aron's choice to opt out of covering himself.

"Hey Blake," Aron smiled, "Was worried you weren't comin' in today."

"Yeah, I got a late start. Neighbor needed help getting some stuff moved in. You know me, I gotta be the helpful bird." The plumed fellow said, plopping down right next to the dragon.

"Yeah, can't pass up a cute lady in need." The drake smirked.

"Or guy," Blake said, laced with false indignance, "I'm an equal opportunity lecher thank you very much." His beak spread into a huge grin. Without another word, the gryphon leaned over and rest his cheek against the dragon's large, smooth dome, wrapping his arms loosely about it.

"Yeah you are." Aron said, smiling as his belly was fawned over.

"You're real mean, you know that?" Blake said, keeping his eyes closed as he trilled and nosed the side of his beak into the sphere hiding Jack.

"What? Mean? Me?" The dragon said.

"Yeah, look at you. Hogging cute lil bobkitty all to yourself. No one else gets to play with him. And we all gotta see this adorable belly and know he's in here where we can't get him." The avian whined.

Aron laughed quietly and moved a hand to stroke between Blake's feathered ears.

"I can't help it if he doesn't want to come out. Just feels... right, us being together like this." He said.

"I know, and I'm super jealous. I wish I could'a given it a try before you snatched him up." The gryphon cooed. He was deeply in love with the dragon's gut, wanting to touch and rub it almost constantly.

"Technically, I didn't snatch him up, he dove into me." Aron said.

"Details, details!" Blake cried, "Point is, you've got a cute little kitty in your belly who gives just about the best damn head I've ever had. And I don't think I'll ever get to know that joy again."

Aron chuckled, draping an arm over the larger gryphon's shoulders. He knew Blake was just being silly, but he decided to be silly right back.

"What am I? Chopped liver?" The dragon said in mock offense.

Blake just squeezed the belly he was attached to all the tighter.

"Oh honey, you're good, but this lil guy is the master." The avian cooed.

"Well if that's the case," Aron said, somehow managing to pry the bird off him and turning about, exposing his back. The drake's tail rose up out of the way as he pushed himself back towards Blake, "I'm sure he'd be happy to give you what you want."

The feathered feline blinked softly, not entirely sure what his scaled friend meant until he looked down. He caught sight of Aron's new slit and grinned all the wider.

"You think it'll reach that deep?" He asked.

"If it doesn't, Jack'll reach down to meet you, I'm sure." Aron said, wiggling his hips to entice the bird.

Blake didn't need any further encouragement. He gripped the drake in front of him and mashed into him from behind. The gryphon ground himself against Aron's smooth hide, getting excited rather quickly. Just as the dragon was getting used to the dry humping, he felt the avian pull away to line up. And then heat met heat. The rigid, pulsing flesh of the gryphon's shaft spread the drake's waiting folds. It wasn't something Aron let just anyone do. In fact, the only other person he permitted to fill him like this was Gabe, and even then it was rare. After all, it was still very new to him and he was trying to adjust to it.

With a rough push, Blake sank in right down to the hilt of his rock hard length. It felt rather nice, lodging himself in the dragon's womanhood. There he held for a while, pressing his paws against Aron's belly, squeezing the bobcat hiding in there.

"C'mon now cutie. I know you're in there. I've been missing you. Get to work now." Blake smirked, not expecting Jack to hear him.

He did, in fact.

The gryphon jumped with a start as he felt the familiar sensation of the cat's tongue running up along his rigid member. This was new, getting licked while it was stuck inside someone. And it was rather nice. Without much ado, the bobcat pushed his jaws down over the ample girth, his purr rumbling away through the bird's genitals. Blake shivered and tensed up in his grip on Aron. He pressed his beak in against the dragon's neck, his breath washing over those green scales hotly. Already the two large boys had begun to sweat from the steam, making the two bodies slide against one another all the easier.

Aron himself was fighting a shudder. All his training, all the strength he had built up, and he couldn't keep from quaking whenever someone did this to him. He would need to work on that. Maybe Blake would be willing to help. He thought of it as a different kind of workout. At least, for the brief fleeting moments his mind was clear enough to ponder such things. It was hard keeping a thought in his head. Instinctively, he flexed the warm, rippling passage being filled, clamping down hard on his friend's invading spire. Aron fought to keep his breath smooth and even as his stomach shifted about. He could actually feel Jack turning around and pressing his face all the way down against the fleshy ring he'd refused to slide back through.

All three involved didn't have much they had to do. A subtle move would translate to a wide array of sensations for them all. Still, urges had to be met. The green dragon began to rock his hips, forward away from Blake, then back in against the gryphon's crotch, gasping each time he felt his tunnel stretch all the way at the base of that rod. The gryphon rocked right back into him, hastening his efforts, not to match Aron's but Jack's. The bobcat inside seemed to be the most eager of the three. He welcomed the intrusion and worked his neck like a piston, pumping with vigor over the shaft he suckled and slurped noisily over.

It was all a little too much for the gryphon, and the dragon he was filling, to take. They both filled the sauna with their respective noises of climax. A heavy burst gushed into Jack's mouth as he gulped readily. There wasn't much for him to do but relax and drink. Aron meanwhile lay on his side, his form trembling. Blake clung to him, unable to bring himself to pull away while he felt the bobcat still suckling on him deep in that gorgeous belly.

"Ooo damn. That's what I'm talkin' about!" The gryphon laughed through his soft pants.

"Any... anytime... big guy." Aron huffed, running his fingers over the now calm gut. He'd made a new mess below, but he'd just go shower again. Or maybe the bird would clean him up.

"Mmm, if this is what I can get from the two of you anytime I want, then maybe we oughta move in together." Blake grinned, nuzzling into the dragon's cheek affectionately.

It was a tempting prospect, and Aron considered it for a moment. Unfortunately, the timing wasn't terribly great.

"We still have four months left on the lease. Mary's filling in for Jack's spot helping with the rent and bills," The drake said, sounding rather disappointed. Then his voice shifted, "But you know, once that's up, I don't think it would be hard to convince Mary to do just that."

Blake laughed, "I wasn't serious. Do you really wanna move in with me?"

Aron shrugged, "Why the hell not? You and Jack were always really buddy-buddy. Now that he's stuck in here," The drake gave his gut a pat, "I'm the only way you can get a good licking from him. And if that's how it's done, dear god, I may just have to walk around the apartment with you stuck in me, leading you around like a lovesick puppy. The only trouble will be helping you afford the bills. Your place is way nicer than mine."

"There's always the idea I ran past you last week," Blake said, rolling his hips a little, "It'd be easy enough to get you certified."

"Working as a part time trainer with you does sound fun. And I could use the extra cash." Aron said.

"Think about it. Let me know if you wanna give it a try." The gryphon said.

"Yeah, I'll give it some thought." The dragon replied.

The gryphon planted a firm kiss on the jade dragon's cheek. It was a delightful notion, one he relished with great zeal, especially the part where he got led around the apartment, cock stuck in the drake with the bobcat sucking on it all the time.

"I'll go have a little chat with the front office when I get home." Blake said.

"Cool. I'll float the idea past Mary tonight. See what she thinks. For now though," Aron groaned and began to pull away, rather reluctantly, "I need to get up and go clean up again so I can head to work."

With a wet pop, the large gryphon shaft slipped free of his now soaked vulva. The lips pulsed softly as they slowly closed back up. The dragon could feel Jack's disappointed summersault in his gut. Before Aron could get away, Blake had pinned him, shoving his head down towards the drake's crotch. A warm, wet tongue lashed liberally over his loins, making the jade fellow groan all over again. He wouldn't need to clean up after all.

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Aron strolled in, home from a long day at the garage. He mopped sweat off his forehead and began unsnapping his overalls. Stacy had wasted no time in ordering new sets for him in order to accommodate his new stomach and overall bulk. The horny woman even seemed turned on by the fact that he was hauling Jack around inside him everywhere he went. The green fellow stripped down to an undershirt that didn't even reach halfway down his belly and a pair of boxers straining to hold back the swell of his crotch. He'd need to go shopping for new underwear soon. The greasy uniform was wadded up and tossed into a basket of clothes to be washed before he walked the rest of the way into the apartment.

"Mary? You home?" The drake called out. He received no answer and was about to call out to her again, but then he spotted her sitting quietly on the couch, still in her waitress uniform, belly still too large for it to cover. The raccoon stared off into space, a vacant look on her face. Her cheeks showed dark streaks running down from her eyes. She had been crying.

Immediately, the big dragon moved to her aid and sat next to her, pressing her against his side. An arm reached around her shoulders and the other hand moved to caress over her still swollen tummy, hoping that might offer some comfort.0

"Hey, what's wrong, honey?" Aron asked, using as soothing a voice as he knew how.

"Really bad day at work." Mary said. The warmth of her boyfriend's stomach pressing in against her was slowly pulling her out of her daze.

"Anything I can do to help? Maybe fix you something eat? Get you a stiff drink?" The green fellow asked.

Mary shook her head, melting against the dome she'd come to enjoy hugging, enjoying his attention to her middle in return. Her eyes slid shut and she tried to speak without letting her voice catch in her throat.

"No, I don't wanna get drunk. And I'm not hungry." She said.

"Well... do you wanna talk about it?" Aron asked, searching delicately for anything he could do to help the girl.

"We got hit with a rush at lunch worse than we've ever seen," Mary began, "A bunch of high school basketball teams were in town and they all came in at once. They trashed the place because... well... kids. The parents were unbelievably rude. Nothing we did was good enough for them."

"Wow. And your manager just let them harass you?" The drake asked, shocked.

"No, he didn't. He pulled me into the back and chewed me out for getting mouthy at them," Mary said, "And for this." She gave her stomach a rub.

Aron fell silent. He had a feeling he knew where this was going, and just squeezed the girl against the side of his stomach even tighter.

The raccoon lady mashed her face against the smooth dome. She pressed in so strongly it felt like she hoped it would just pull her in.

"I got back in his face and bitched him out. Called him a few choice names, took off my apron and threw it in his face, then walked out. Flicked him off walking out the door. I won't be going back." Mary said.

The green dragon sat in silence, rather amazed. He could just imagine the look on the stodgy creep's face. He'd always been kind of disrespectful from the stories Mary told. This however had been the straw that broke the camel's back. Aron squeezed the girl again, craning down to kiss the top of her head. He began rubbing her shoulder as well as her bloated tummy to comfort the poor unemployed woman. The fact that she had made so great an effort to keep that load flattered him a little.

"Well, at least you don't have to put up with that place anymore. Any thoughts on what you're going to do from here?" The drake asked, struggling to find something he could say or do to help her out of the slump she'd fallen into.

"I don't know," She said, "I just can't deal with waitressing anymore. It's not enough pay for way too much shit that gets thrown in your face. I can't bus another table. I can't take another order. I can't refill another glass. I just can't do it. And I don't know where else to look for a job."

Mary's voice had become unsteady. The soft quiver in her words told Aron she was on the verge of simply breaking down all over again, like it looked like she had before he got home.

"Don't worry. You just take all the time you need to find another job. I'll work extra shifts at the garage and Blake and I were talking earlier today, only joking at first but it kinda turned serious. He'd be cool with us moving in with him. He makes a lot more money than I do. Apparently personal trainers make a pretty damn good living. You'll have all the time you need to find work." Aron offered.

The response he got wasn't quite what he expected.

"I don't want another job!" Mary cried, mashing her face into his belly, "I hate waiting tables and that's all I can get! I've been looking for five years and it isn't getting any better! I won't go back to it again!"

Aron sighed and kissed Mary on the top of her head again, reaching around with his other arm to squeeze her tender.

"It's okay. We'll find you something that's not waiting tables. However long it takes." He said soothingly.

"You know what I really want right now?" Mary asked, "I want what Jack has. I'm so damn jealous of him. He doesn't have to worry about anything. He just spends all day every day curled up in here, warm and comfy. He gets to be with you all the time and not have to worry about work or bills or anything. God, what I wouldn't give to trade places with him, even if it was just for a little while!"

The odd rumble in the green drake's stomach returned from earlier. Or at least, he just noticed it now. It was much stronger than before. He shifted in his seat, rubbing his thighs together. The idea of carrying Mary around instead of Jack was rather alluring, but he couldn't bring himself to kick Jack out. Aron chuckled and gave his firm dome a strong pat.

"Jack was joking earlier about how he'd be happy to share the space if you wanted to just crawl in with him." He grinned, hoping the notion would inject some levity, even if it was just a frivolous thought.

Mary jerked her head up to look the dragon in the eyes, her expression one of amazement and hope.

"Really!? He'd be okay with that!?" The raccoon lady almost shouted.

Aron was taken aback. He didn't expect her to take the idea seriously.

"I... well... he was joking about it. I don't know if he meant it. Besides... with how long he's been in there, I don't think anyone who goes in comes back out." The dragon said. He thought perhaps that might dissuade the lady. It didn't.

"I don't care if it's a one way trip! Never coming out sounds great ta me!" Mary cried.

Before Aron could try and protest, he shivered. His belly shifted and stretched as Jack turned about, pressing out against the girl on the other side of the drake's flesh.

"I could stand for some company. Just don't be shocked if suddenly you wake up one morning and we're making your gut bounce like a trampoline!" Jack laughed.

Mary blushed and pressed in against the dull shapes in the dragon's belly, kissing what she thought was the bobcat's cheek.

"You'd really let me disappear in there with you, forever?" She asked.

Jack snickered, giving the dragon another good stretch to make him moan.

"Honey, if you're half as good as it feels like you are from in here, I'd make sure Aron doesn't ever kick you out." The feline said.

The raccoon squeezed the big belly again and kissed it, then leaned up to kiss its owner, firm and passionate. She had made up her mind at this point. Nothing would dissuade her. Aron had been volunteered without actually agreeing to the idea but as far as she was concerned, he wasn't outright saying no.

"Guys, are you really sure about this? I mean, one is pretty big and heavy, but two? I don't know if I'll be able to get around. And never come back out? That's... that's pretty huge. What if something happens?" Aron said, trying to find a reason to slow everything down so they could talk it over properly.

"Nothing'll happen, big guy," Jack said, "I've been in here how long and nothing's gone wrong? We'll be fine. And if it means we get to go wherever you go, then all the better. I like having you for a daddy." A quiet chuckle didn't make it out of the dragon's womb.

"You heard him. It'll be fine. And I can't think of a safer place than my boyfriend's tummy." Mary said, pressing in tightly against that large dome once again. Before Aron could say anything more, she was already reaching down to try and tug his boxers off.

The big green dragon whined a little as he was pushed backwards to lay back. His underwear was snatched off by the eager lady who quickly climbed onto the sofa and settled between his legs. Without a word, she pressed a cheek against the drake's throbbing spire, already stiff from the very thought of what they had been talking about towards the end. She licked it thoroughly, running her palms along it in slow, smooth motions.

"Mary... I... ooo." Aron stuttered. He could barely think let alone speak. The odd rumble in his middle had grown incredibly strong. He massaged the round dome hoping to sooth it. It wasn't unpleasant, but it made him squirm. He couldn't place the sensation, but it was almost similar to feeling hungry.

"I think I'm gonna miss this big monster a hell of a lot, but I'll deal with it. It's worth giving up for what I'm gonna get." Mary said.

An odd lump pressed out against the shaft from the belly behind it. The cat inside knew a little something she didn't.

"Trust me, you'll be fine. If he and Blake hook up, you'll get something even better and then some. And I'll keep you nice and occupied as long as you like!" Jack cackled.

That seemed to make something snap inside the raccoon. She stopped pleasuring her boyfriend and began frantically scrambling to push down under his weighty sac. In moments, the girl was pressing her face against the soaked folds hiding behind the strongly masculine swells. Mary licked and mashed, desperate to enter. Her fingers wiggled furiously, trying to slip in and spread the dragon open.

Aron cried out and arched his back. The intense enthusiasm had taken him by surprise. The sudden presence of the lady's head deep in his passage silenced him. His mouth hung open as he gasped for breath. It was happening again. This time, he was completely aware of what was going on. The slick, spongy walls within stretched surprisingly easily as Mary pushed harder inward. Her shoulders were gobbled up with a noisy, lewd slurp. Her squirms tickled and teased at the green drake, which found he deeply loved.

As Aron fought for breath, he felt a strange contraction between his legs. A sharp tug saw Mary sink in right up to her hips and he loosed a loud, breathy moan. The gravid dome attached to her squished and compressed, but only so far. It stretched him far more than anything he'd shoved in him thus far. And he couldn't help but love it. His belly swelled visibly as she was pulled deeper. He had done that. It wasn't Jack trying to pull her in. The dragon had actually 'swallowed' with his canal. A new shudder shot up his spine. The great green fellow huffed and began rolling his hips. If she was going in, then he might as well enjoy himself in the process.

Aron squeezed his eyes shut, clutching at his stomach with one hand, the other gripping tight to his aching rod. He focused hard on the sensation he had just triggered, hoping to figure out how to do it again. A quiver settled in around Mary. She slowed her efforts as she felt the world around her tremble. She wondered if she was hurting the poor green, or if she was about to get pushed back out. Instead, another lewd slurp filled the room as she was drawn in up to her knees.

The drake arched his back again and cried out. His stomach surged outward again, growing firmer, tighter, heavier. It was a delicious sensation. The 'hungry' rumble from before ached and growled through him. Aron panted, keeping his legs spread as wide as he could manage. Oh he was making a terrible mess on the couch. Just like the night Jack dove in. Mary squirmed hard to pull the rest of her in, but found she was stuck. She couldn't progress any deeper. Even when Jack turned around to help pull her in, she wouldn't budge. The passage she was slipping through had gripped her too tightly. The dragon wasn't letting her go any further. Not unless he did the honors himself, it seemed.

Aron melted on the couch feeling the motion inside him. He couldn't begin to describe the euphoria it brought. The fingers wrapped around his quaking rod pumped firm and fast as he massaged his writhing stomach. It was a new high he had never imagined possible. He was sold now. He wanted Mary inside him. Forever. Both her and Jack. He would never let them leave. They would be his to keep, greedily. He growled and began rocking his hips, humping into the air. It jostled the raccoon girl's legs about between his folds, making him shiver all over again. The growl in his middle made his belly quake under his palm. He couldn't hold off any longer. He had to finish this.

The green drake arched his back one more time, triggering one last contraction. It was a big one. Mary was dragged rudely from the outside world deep into the dragon's womb, shoved in next to the bobcat already calling it home. A roar filled the apartment as a mighty climax ripped through him. A powerful blast of thick, white seed sprayed across his now ridiculously large stomach. A heavy gush soaked his thighs and the couch cushions under him as he lay there trembling. His folds closed up behind the girl's feet with one last wet suck, and she was gone. Motion continued in the vast, green dome. The two inside turned about and moved to settle, but only briefly.

A steady rocking sloshed the huge gut back and forth. Aron gasped and gripped at his stomach as it wobbled to and fro. The strength of it surprised him and kept him pinned on his back. It took him a moment to realize what was going on. Moans came from under his skin. Jack and Mary were 'getting to know one another'. The bobcat had promised her he'd keep her 'well occupied' after all. The knowledge that both his girlfriend and boyfriend--they might as well be considering how close they had become--were now rutting one another, and rather roughly from what he could tell, left Aron speechless.

The growl of his gut rumbled away around the pair jostling him around. The steady stretching and shrinking of his belly gave Aron all the movement he needed to reach another climax, but this one built slower than the previous one. It was a smoldering, spreading heat that built and consumed. It tingled at the base of his spine, slowly working its way up, then worked around the sides of his tummy and over his groin. Aron rocked away, desperately wishing he had something or someone to hump. The two hidden lovers turned and pressed against a new region inside, and the smolder quickly became a blazing inferno.

The green dragon roared again as the mess he already made grew that much larger. The neighbors were probably rather annoyed with his noises by now, but he didn't care. Aron fell limp on the couch, panting furiously as his body ached and screamed for rest. His belly didn't stop. Jack and Mary were too enamored with their new situation to quit. Slowly, the dragon let the steady swaying lull him to sleep. It had been a long, hard day after all. But a good one, to say the least.

When Aron found his way back to consciousness, night had fallen and he was still a little sore from the garage and gym. But he had been even more so when he got home. He grunted and slowly sat himself up, hugging his larger stomach. He remembered almost immediately what had happened so he wasn't taken by surprise at the new size. Aron smiled and ran his palms over the enormous swell, marveling at it. It seemed Jack and Mary had worn each other out and fallen asleep. He was just fine with that. He'd keep them nice and comfortable.

The sticky mess coating the lower curve of his stomach made him realize he probably should get a shower. He was still sweaty from work after all. With a heave that was far less effort than he expected, the dragon climbed to his feet and began the trek to the bathroom. He was starving. That was pretty normal, given how things had gone when Jack first crawled in. He'd get something to eat after he cleaned up.

The bathroom light flickered on and brought about a revelation Aron didn't expect; though upon reflection, he probably should have. He was bigger. Not just his belly, but all of him. He was taller, his limbs were thicker, his chest was more toned, and his tail was now a broad, heavy thing that looked like it could put a sizable dent in a car hood if he swung it hard enough. He turned back and forth, gazing over his reflection in the mirror with a smile. He'd gotten past the plateau. Maybe he'd be able to make another jump in size like he did the first few weeks of carrying Jack around.

As he turned to look at himself in profile once more, he caught sight of the semi-firm rod hanging down under his tummy. It was long enough to reach past his knees and big enough around that when he tried to grip it, his fingers couldn't quite meet on the other side. His scrotum had grown too. It looked like he had a pair of melons hanging from his crotch now, and they sloshed just loud enough for him to hear. He grinned at the noise. The growl in his middle from earlier was completely gone. Instead, there was a deep, guttural sensation of satisfaction that spread through his belly. It was almost as though Mary and Jack both belonged in there.

Whatever was doing this, he was enjoying it.

The shower steamed up nicely as he squeezed his way in, finding it a little awkward trying to fit in with his new bulk. He made it work somehow, though. Unlike before, the big green dragon didn't bother to waste time pleasuring himself. He had something else in mind that would take care of that. Once he was clean, he walked to the kitchen. He was surprised at how easy he could get around. While gathering the things he'd need to keep all three of them fed, Aron dialed a number on his cell phone. It was Blake's.

"Hey, it's Aron. What's up?" The great green fellow paused to let the gryphon speak, "Awesome, glad ta hear it. So, I floated the idea past Mary, all of us moving in together. She seemed to take it pretty well."

Aron grinned, rubbing his stomach fondly.

"What? No, it oughta be easy enough moving out. I mean, I'll hafta work a few extra shifts at the garage, unless I could take you up on that offer, look into working part time with you at the gym," the dragon smirked, flexing an arm again to marvel at it, "Why don't you come on over? I've got somethin' I wanna show ya. Yeah, I think you'll like it."