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Sequel Commission to Arctic Hunger

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Karpok let himself fall into the heated pool, and water displaced around his sleek yet massive frame, forming a wave that travelled all the way to the end of the chamber, where Jim had been sitting, soaking his feet, the raise in incline in the floor of the pool causing it to break when it arrived, very thoroughly splashing the black wolf.

The orca surfaced a few moments later between his mate's legs, grinning broadly, "Got you."

The wolf grumbled but smiled, leaning down to kiss the killer whale's beaky muzzle, slowly starting to wag, "Well, I guess I was gonna get wet anyway..." He pondered, before launching all of his weight out onto Karpok.

The orca yelped and giggled as he went under below the equally lardy lupine, holding his breath and pushing off the shallow end, dragging the now waterlogged wolf to the deep end. Surfacing he tread water with a grin, "Remember what I told ya, eating so many otters is sure to make sure you stay afloat!"

"And eating orcas didn't help either?" The wolf licked his tasty mate playfully.

"Well, it certainly did, but the otters helped more. They stay on the surface a lot more, don't you know." Karpok grinned, and stopped treading, sinking below the surface.

Jim looked around, "Kar...?" He kept treading water like his mate had shown him, before yelping as they were grasped and he was tugged down.

Moments later both surfaced, the orca grinning broadly. "If I had been hungrier, you might have found yourself somewhere even warmer, but I guess less wet." He licked the wolf tenderly, chuckling, his massive belly making undulations in the water just from its motions from his laughter.

The wolf splashed the killer whale, "Cheater, being all aquatic and all." He stuck his tongue out playfully.

"Oh, is that it, sex puppy?" Karpok giggled and smushed himself against the black wolf as they played around.

"Totally." Jim smirked, rubbing the orca's slick blubbery form slowly, before pressing his forehead gently to Karpok's own, "Dear Lard, I love you, Kar..."

The killer whale placed a webbed hand on the back of his mate's head, turning it to meet his kiss, the pair rumbling as they floated together in the Olympic pool. Gradually the orca's tail guided their feet to touch down on the shallow end, "Love you too, Jim..." Karpok said softly as he broke the kiss, squishing against Jim again before he separated from the wolf, feeling the weightlessness of water getting replaced by his ponderous tonnage as he ascended the stairs out of the pool.

"Now, where are you off to, handsome?" Jim leaned against the edge of the pool, admiring the broad black ass of his boyfriend as it jiggled with each step.

Karpok chuckled, "Didn't you hear the doorbell? Water in your ears or was my kiss that mindblowing?" He smirked, swaying his rump for Jim's viewing pleasure.

The wolf stuck out his tongue as the moist, naked orca headed to the door.

Karpok opened the door and grinned, "Oh, good, the lifeguard is here. Take care of my puppy, I don't know what to do with him!"

Bruce chuckled as he walked in, the big otter idly stroking his belly as he walked in, discarding his clothing once the door was closed behind him, "Well, if he promises to behave. Remember last time?"

"You were practically begging me, tubby." The lardy wolf called, "And you know that an otter's natural habitat is a predator's waistline." He winked as Bruce got closer, licking his lips, "Of course by then they're mostly lard..."

"I guess I'm a step ahead of the game." Bruce laughed, patting his own admirable gut.

Karpok pawed at the belly a bit, nuzzling the semiaquatic mammal, "But seriously, keep him out of trouble while I go to the store? I need to buy some food for us that doesn't moan and ask for more."

Bruce grinned, "Well, I can try."

Jim was rubbing his enormous gut lewdly, occasionally pointing to the otter, then it, meaningfully.

"Jim, you're not helping your case." Karpok chuckled.

"What can I say? I'm big and bad. It's my nature. Like yours is to love it." Jim grinned.

"Well, no arguing with logic like that." The orca grinned, and went to rinse off and go put on some clothes as the naked otter launched into the pool.

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Stepping out of his specially re-enforced hummer, the orca stretched out and grabbed a shopping cart while tapping the remote lock for the only car he could fit in. He waddled his way into the massive superstore, humming idly as he showed off his club card and started walking the aisles to get the food they'd need for the night, that is if they didn't eat some friends, and even then, everything he bought would still be good the next day.

Karpok paused near a display of DVD movies and idly scanned the selection available. Hot new movies and old TV series only it seemed, but there was a good deal on one he hadn't seen in a long time, so he added it to his cart, before continuing on his way.

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Jason pushed his cart along. He was new in town and was preparing to stock up the new big freezer he had, as well as his pantry. Now that he had a big freezer, buying in bulk was feasible. The human was wrapped in a couple jackets, and had several layers on under his pants. He wasn't nearly used to Alaskan weather yet, and being a hairless primate didn't help much either. He kept pushing his cart idly, perking every time he spotted a deal and moving more deliberately to the item in question, before loading it into his cart.

He resumed wheeling, looking off to one side before he bumped into something soft and yielding. "S-Sorry mister..." He trailed off as he saw the wall of blubber he had rear ended.

The whale turned around, a friendly smile on his face, "No problem at all, I've got a lot of cushion... I haven't seen you around before, boy."

Jason stammered softly, eyes occasionally drifting around the broad orca, but always returning to the sliver of gut visible between the bottom of his shirt and the waistband of his pants. "I... I'm new, mister... uh..."

The cetacean grinned and eased the young human around the half full cart to hug him against the belly he wouldn't stop staring at, "You look cold, Boy, lemme warm ya up. I'm Karpok, by the way..." His titan gut gurgled a little as his tail eased around the bundled human, keeping him close.

Jason blushed deeply as he was guided to the soft curve. Before he realized what he was doing he was pressing his face against it, rubbing his cheek along the slick hide as it yielded so softly to the pressure, and it was indeed warm. His blush slowly faded as one hand reached up to squish a bit of the lard, stroke around the smooth depression of the orca's white navel. He realized he was in public and yelped, trying to pull away, his blush returned.

Karpok held the bashful belly lover fast, "Shh... don't you worry, boy. No one's gonna attack you for admiring my stature. I scare off all the nasty ones, and those who won't scare, well..." He chuckled, and his gut growled emptily.

Jason stared at the belly, "Y-you eat people...?"

Karpok grinned, "We'll, you'll just have to find out, won't you? That is, if you don't mind coming to my place after you're done shopping... Hell, I'll help you organize your kitchen then drive you back to the house."

Jason nodded slowly, blushing still, "T-that sounds good..."

Karpok ruffled the human's hair and deftly guided both shopping carts along, piling stuff he thought would be good for the little human into that cart while continuing his own, his strong tail holding the young man close, the fluke curled around his shoulders.

Jason didn't know how long it was before they were in line to buy their groceries, but when he looked up and reached for his pocket, the orca gently shushed him by flexing his tail and pushing his face against his soft navel. The human didn't come out of his bellytrance until they started moving again, and he found that the orca had paid for his groceries, and they were headed out of the store.

The orca paused to let the guard check his receipt before continuing on a few more steps. Suddenly he released Jason, "Where's your car, kid?"

The human shook his head a bit, before looking around and pointing out a car that likely could fit inside the passenger side of Karpok's hummer.

"And how were you planning on taking all this stuff home, kid?" Karpok gestured at the overloaded cart he selected for the human, smirking.

Jason stammered, "I... Uh... well...."

The orca led the human to his hummer, remotely popping the rear hatch. When they arrived he opened the back of the massive vehicle and started to load both carts' worth of groceries into the space back there, glad he had shopped light for himself. "Now, I'm gonna follow you home, then we can unload your groceries. That sound good, kid?"

"I..." Jason blinked, finding the plan already well underway, in fact, the orca was closing up his car, "Alright... sure you won't lose me...?"

"Not for the world." Karpok ruffled the boy's hair and gently sent him off to his own mini car. He idly thought he could eat the whole car, let alone just a person, thinking back to the kid's curiosity. With a deft push of his tail, the shopping carts had rolled into a collection zone, and he clambered up into his hummer, starting it up and rumbling his way over to where the tiny car was parked.

Jason got in his car and started it up, spotting the hummer rolling around the corner in his rear view window. He idly thought about how the two cars were practically proportioned the same as their drivers, before reversing out of his compact space, and then slowly wheeling out of the parking lot, headed for his new house.

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Jim pinned Bruce against the wall of the pool, rumbling low and licking his lips when the phone rang. He grumbled, "You're lucky, scrumptious."

Bruce stuck his tongue out, "Maybe." He reached for the waterproof pool-phone Karpok kept nearby, his tail naughtily groping Jim in the process. "Y'ello?" He answered into the phone... then his habitual smirk turned into a broad, chubby grin.

Jim perked at this change of expression, holding out his fat fingers for the phone, "What is it?"

"Your puppy wants to talk to you." Bruce said into the phone. He nodded and handed it over after a few moments.

"Kar?" Jim said into the phone. He paused... and grinned broadly, "Oh that's just adorable... good... good... yes, we must. I'm sure Bruce and I will be able to get it ready. No, we won't scare him off... I can be as cuddly as I want!"

Bruce chuckled, imagining Kar's responses to all these statements. He deftly lugged his tubby frame out of the pool, padding over to the open shower in the corner of the room, starting to rinse chlorine out of his fur.

The big black wolf kissed the phone as he hung up, letting the waterproofed set float as he lumbered up the steps and out of the water. "Guess I can't eat you quite yet, Brucey." He chuckled, rubbing his grumbling gut as he walked to the shower, "With us having company and all..."

The otter patriarch grinned, "Guess not... but I'm sure my Holt will be glad to oblige..." He stepped out of the shower, and toweled off briefly, making his fur all look far more fluffy as he made his way to another phone, letting Jim rinse out. He hummed, starting to dial and swaying his tail, wondering what this "Jason" was like.

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The human stared in awe as the massive orca finished organizing all the food in his kitchen so rapidly. "I... wow..."

Karpok looked down at Jason with a warm smile, "Well, that will do for now. Just remember to eat well, kid. Need a layer of blubber to stay warm up here." He patted his gut playfully, smirking at how the jiggle instantly drew the little bellylover's attention. "Now... I think its about time I showed you my place. I'm sure my friends will be glad to meet you.

"Y-Yes sir..." Jason managed to mutter, staring at the softness of the orca as it approached him. He barely realized he had been hefted into Karpok's arms before they had left his new house, carried along, cradled to the soft gut he so admired.

The killer whale grinned at the look on the human's face, "You know, you really are too cute, you know that?" His mass swayed and jiggled with each ponderous step he took, deftly clambering up into his hummer and carefully setting the human into the equally massive passenger seat, making Jason look like a toddler in size. Starting the car, he carefully reversed the land-boat out of its parking space, and surprisingly deftly turned out of the road to the next road, navigating on to his home.

The human held onto the seatbelt, to keep the chest strap from crossing his face. "Everything's so big..."

"Well, both Jim and I gotta be able to fit in this thing..." Karpok chuckled, looking both ways, then making a turn.

"Jim?" Jason asked, looking up at the orca.

The blubbery driver chuckled, "Oh, you'll love him, seeing as the way you love my belly and all." He winked down to the human.

Before long they arrived, the rest of the ride having been spent by the human blushing and adjusting himself in the massive seat, wondering what kind of beast Jim was. He hoped he was as friendly as Karpok was to him.

As the orca parked, he undid Jason's belt and gently hefted him back to be cradled to his belly, grinning as his tail held the human securely in place, standing up and out of the hummer, popping the back hatch and waddling himself around to the back. He gathered the bags from his own shopping and somehow managed to grasp all of them. He paused setting one hand's worth down and closing the hatch, before grinning and hefting it all back up, waddling back around and towards the door of his home.

Jason managed to weakly turn his head, reluctant as he was to stop feeling that gut against his face, and felt his jaw drop. Karpok's home was huge. Then again, so was the orca. But still, this was some sort of mansion, looking as though it had been built some time during the culture revolution of the 60s, the design aesthetic very angular, with large windows, contrasting its owner's softness.

Setting down another hand's worth of bags, the orca fished out keys and opened his door. He perked and grinned at what he saw.

A group of otters were waiting just inside the door, tails swaying. For now they were all dressed, a rare state. They swarmed out, half of them gathering bags from the orca to take to the kitchen, the other half greeting Karpok with hugs, or checking out Jason.

The human gasped as he was suddenly surrounded on three sides by wiskery cuddly faces, all smiling playfully at him, and looking very friendly indeed, "Uh... hi..."

"Oh he's adorable, Kar." One of the mustalids giggled.

A larger otter appeared from amongst the crowd, very tubby, "Ooh, indeed he is, Kar."

Jason blinked up at the tubby male, "Jim?"

Karpok laughed, his gut jiggling against the human, "Nah, this is Bruce. He's the head of this very friendly holt, and a very good friend."

"Oh..." The human blushed deeply, looking up at Bruce, finally meeting his smiling face, "I'm Jason..."

"I gathered that much, cutie." A webbed paw ruffled Jason's hair, and the otter patriarch gestured inward, "Alright boys, let's let Karpok and his new guest fit through the door and get in out of this brusque spring air."

It was only then that Jason realized he had left his cold weather clothing at home. Karpok had been keeping him warm the whole time. This just set him into a blush again, and he squirmed a little, hugging the fluked tail softly as it held him. As the crowd of otters disperced, he was able to see into the house, seeing a broad living room with... a conversation pit? But it was a very large one. Normally such things were the size of a jacuuzi, set up for a group of maybe 5 or 6 to chat together, on what was basically an inward facing couch. This, however, was a back yard swimming pool sized plush indentation in the floor, with what looked like a bedded floor, plenty of throw pillows and a few fleece throw blankets about.

Then he registered the occupants of the pit. Jason saw a dingy polar bear, around Bruce's size, hugging a smaller black bear, who looked far leaner, athletic, even. An even more athletic elk sat close by, legs crossed and lounging, the barest nubs of his antlers to regrow formed on his brow. A seal sat a little away from them, looking around shyly and waving to Karpok and Jason. Twin foxes sat, watching the proceedings, whispering to one another and giggling. And there, at one corner of the pit, was a big, black wolf, a match for the orca in size and girth.

Karpok carried the human over towards the massive wolf, "This is Jim, Jason... Jim, this has to be the cutest belly-lover I've seen in a long time."

Jason looked up, then yelped as the tail he was holding onto suddenly flicked him away from the soft, smooth belly, and into the shirtless, furred belly of the wolf. He let out a weak groan and practically melted, slumping as the belly's softness held him.

Jim grinned wide, "You're right, Kar, he's positively saccharine!" He gently rubbed the back of the human's head, pushing his face into his expanse of gut in the process, "I bet he tastes just as sweet too..."

The little human tried to look up, feeling rather worried now. The wolf was grinning down at him, licking his lips.

Karpok descended into the pit, having lost his shirt, "now Jimmy, little Jason isn't familiar with our favorite pastime, though I'm sure once he knows it's safe he'll be more than willing." The orca gently plucked up the human and set him on his own broad belly, now bare to the room as the otters returned from the kitchen.

Bruce slid down into the pit between Jim and Karpok, grinning broadly, "Alright. Think it's time to get this party going?"

"My pants are getting awefully tight..." The elk commented.

The bear beside him chuckled, "Stop bragging."

"Well they aaarrre..." The elk stuck his tongue out playfully, uncrossing his legs, revealing the bulge traveling down past his knee.

The dingy polar bear yawned, "I invited one of my new friends too, if that's not a bother, Karpok."

"The more the merrier." The orca chuckled, bouncing Jason a bit on his belly, who was happily hugging and rubbing the squishy dome.

"The more the heavier." Jim winked to his mate, licking his lips. Just then, the doorbell rang, and one of the otters clambered out of the pit, towards the door.

The door opened, and a bellowing, thickly Russian voice filled the room "GREETINGS COMRADES!"

The little otter yelped, stepping back in surprise. In stepped a large equine, covered in thick, thick light grey fur, only wearing some shorts that, if anything accentuated what shorts were supposed to hide. The Yakut was bulky, though the fur hid any definition in his muscle, but his belly was soft and yielding, almost touching the obscene bulge in his shorts from its sagging. His mane was long, and covered one eye completely, the other almost obscured by his shaggy fur.

The big hoofer chuckled, dropping all but a residual Russian accent, "Hello, I am Manchaary."

Jim chuckled, "Man-cherry? Isn't that a bit dirty to be your name?"

His visible eye rolled, "It's a good Russian folk name."

"Ah yes, originally a Russian Inwention, I see." Jim just grinned broadly.

The big bear shot the bad wolf a glare then beckoned to the equine, "C'mon Cherry."

As the hefty fuzzy equine approached, Jason realized he was no bigger than Bruce was, but next to one of the younger otters he looked enormous. Cherry looked around the pit, then walked about to slip on in between the equally obscenely bulging elk and the cute seal boy.

Jim hummed idly, and unceremoniously picked up the littlest otter, peeling off the squirmy male's shorts and setting him down on his lower jaw, starting to slurp and lick affectionately at the joint between his legs.

Karpok sighed, "Well, I guess it's started, now..." He was grinning though.

Jason looked around a deep blush forming as he saw all the very attractive furres starting to disrobe, clothing getting tossed up and out of the pit. Slick webbed paws worked to undo his own clothing, and the human looked up at the orca, whose smile was gentle, and he felt a little better about the fact that soon his scrawny body was naked, draped over the soft, soft gut. The broad, smooth hands of the orca gently stroked over his mostly hairless body, squishing him into the belly. He panted softly, blushing deeper as he found that his arousal was rather insistently poking at the tummy he laid upon.

Cherry idly stroked his thick, equine arousal, licking his lips as he eyed the elk's own burgeoning arousal, and rolled to one side, flagging his long, silky tail upright and to one side, grinning back with his visible eye to the hockey player.

The elk didn't need another invitation, grinning and starting to push his maleness up and into the awaiting anus. He moaned softly at how easy he slid in, grasping the broad hips of the big horse and shoved his own up towards them. Within the same stroke he hilted, finding his face buried between the fuzz covered shoulderblades, the trailing end of the long light mane draping down in front of him. He paused, before trying to pull back to start thrusting.

Cherry grinned, and flexed his experienced rectal muscles, keeping the big elk cock hilted for now, "Oooh... caught ya, my nice big elk..." He suddenly sat back and started to playfully grind and gyrate his hips, the pinned cervine moaning out and writhing as he was ridden.

One of the otters giggled, "How can we feed his cock if it's caught in the big Cherry horsebutt?"

Cherry licked his lips, "Well, I've got an idea for that..." He grasped the otter who spoke and started to scarf him down his equine throat, the fuzzy neck deforming with the lutrine's mass.

Jason blushed deeper, and turned away from that only to find himself looking up at Jim as he took a low, wet gulp, fingers trailing out of sight between his lips. Jason tried to move, but then he felt the soft, black pelt push to his back, pinning him in place between the two guts. The human could feel the little otter wiggling against his back, and squirmed.

Karpok chuckled, "Don't scare the kid, he's not used to our debauchery." He stroked Jason's head gently, smiling to his mate.

The big bad wolf rumbled, wagging his broad tail, "...yet." He ground his moaning, squirming gut into Jason, only the human's head protruding from between the two bellies.

Jason shuddered and cried out, it was all too much for him. He shivered as he felt his seed gushing between his belly and the orca's own, even seeping around to get into the wolf's pelt. He murmured sheepishly and tried to hide his face in the smushy pudge before him.

The orca just pet over the back of Jason's head, "It's okay, sweetie. You don't have to feel bad about enjoying us..." Karpok gently backed away from Jim, releasing the human from the soft pin, "Now why don't you sit back and watch us play for a bit, until you're ready to rejoin us..."

The human nodded sheepishly, looking back at Jim's gut, "It... It's safe, right?"

Jim licked his lips, "Yup... We've all been eaten here. Even me and Kar sometimes... It feels wonderful, lil man... now just go enjoy the show a bit, then you can rub our squirming bellies as they gurgle." He winked down at the human, hefting him off of his mate's warm, soft belly, and down into a pile of blankets and pillows in one corner of the pit, where the human would be able to see everything.

Like how the ballsac of the elk was starting to distend, even though his shaft as still trapped in the depths of the big equine. Cherry groaned as his belly emptied the otter down into the invading shaft, "Oooh... I've got a fun idea..." Once he felt the shaft within take the last of the otter, he pulled his broad rump off the shaft, licking his lips and grabbing the nearest interested looking otter, "I try and pull him up through my bowels, while you try and even out your sac.. sound like a fun game?"

The elk panted, and then grinned slowly, "Oh, yes... Yes it does..." He stroked his shaft as the playful otter helpfully got into position, muzzle pointed at the gaping tailhole of the yakut, and feet and tail folded together right in front of the ravenous cervine cock. The hockey player shoved his hips forward, moaning as his shaft gathered up the lower legs and tail of this otter.

At the same time, Cherry sat back, taking the head and shoulders of the little lutrine up into his musky bowels in one fell motion.

Jason panted, his attention being drawn away to Karpok, who was tenderly cradling the seal boy to his belly.

The broad orca licked his lips slowly, stroking the shy boy with his slick paws, "Oh, you're so delectable, my little seal... little seals belong in orca bellies, you know that?"

The submissive seal blushed and nodded slowly, pressing up into the slick strokes, smiling softly as the maw of the orca began to decend down over his head. He pressed his head against the broad tongue, moaning softly, and then his head was out of sight.

Karpok suckled over the seal's head tenderly, his body reverberating with a bass rumble as he savored the little aquatic treat, eyes shut. His slick hands finally grasped the little seal's plump rump, and pulled in conjunction with the powerful throat muscles beyond, starting to work the sleek hydrodynamic form into his own.

Meanwhile, Jason noticed, the fox twins were being separated. Jim was holding one to his belly gently, as the other one's hips were sliding out of sight into the thick wolf cock. The human couldn't tell the two apart.

Bruce wobbled over, grinning, and with just an exchange of looks between Jim and himself, he thrust his own arousal into the caught fox's throat, starting to rock his hips back and forth. He stroked the other fox with webbed paws, before plucking him off of Jim's belly and starting to kiss him.

The big bad wolf didn't seem to mind that the otter had taken away half of his foxes, growling appreciatively as the otter's thrusts pushed the fox below deeper into his ravenous arousal. However he naughtily took his paws, grasped the other fox's rump, and shoved him up and towards the kissing muzzle.

The otter patriarch moaned, finding himself with a fox buried headfirst into his muzzle out of nowhere, but soon not minding, licking and suckling over the trapped head.

Jim nosed his head down under the flagging fox tail and began to tenderly rim the fox, using his muzzle to push the hips of the vulpine towards Bruce's awaiting throat, just as Bruce was using his own hips to push his brother to the consumptive cock below.

The Dingy Polar bear was watching his Russian friend idly, while gorging himself on several of the otters who were also watching the show. He presently was teasingly holding an otter's head in his muzzle, the rest of the lutrine down his throat. He let his meal watch the festivities for the moment, while another's legs and tail slipped out of sight between his frankly filthy rumpcheeks.

Cherry either was winning or was a sore loser. The size of the elk's sac as his upper body was pulled into the broad musky horse rump suggested the latter, but the erection on his prey suggested he didn't mind. In front of the shaggy equine, a pair of otters were being stuffed into his largely unattended arousal by the black bear, who happily groped both wiggly semiaquatic treats as they worked down and into the shaft.

The smaller ursine pulled his paws away before the horse's flared rod could catch them, grinning at the huff of pent up lust and possibly frustration from the big grey stallion. The hockey playing bear walked around back to see a pair of cloven hooves vanishing into the dark tunnel under the long silky tail. Looking at the gaping passage, the bear was momentarily mesmerized by the rippling flesh and flow of earthy musk to his nostrils.

Just long enough that he didn't get out of the way when Cherry sat on him, moaning out and rubbing his bulged out shaft as his ass' next meal spread his hips so nicely, feeling the caught elk entering his belly with the two meals bound for there trapped in his sac. The shaggy equine licked his lips, "Oh, I could get used to this... I must come to more of these parties." A pair of brown tails slipped out of sight into his protruding urethra, a pair of squirming bulges working down towards his heavy, already churning balls. At the same time, the black bear's hips pulled off the ground.

The Polar bear gulped, grinning as his throat was cleared, and he pressed his hard shaft to the smaller bear's rump as it neared the ravenous backside of the bulky horse. "Ooh... in you go, cub..." He muttered, before mounting, wrapping his greenish arms around the soft pelted equine as he rapidly hilted and began to thrusts, each motion of his hips working the darker bear deeper into the hot tunnel before him.

Jason felt that he was fully aroused, already, just from watching what was going on. Some of the small otters who had gone uneaten so far noticed him laying there and cuddled up around him grinding their stiff arousals against him while leaving little whiskery kisses all over his upper body. The human blushed deeply as the brown slinky balls of affection ground against him and kept him pinned between them, before gasping as the one behind mounted him slickly, and the one in front sat onto his unattended arousal. "Oh... I... God..."

The otters grinned at the human's lack for words and a third came up in front of him, stroking his hair and stuffing a hot otter shaft into his mouth. The last otter, finding every part of the human occupied, mounted the thrusting otter from behind with a grin.

Jason moaned muffledly around the cock between his lips, blush still broadly on his lips. He could feel his next peak nearing him, though, and quickly. Then, as he was about to get off, one by one the otters were pulled away. He opened his eyes, and saw Bruce, Jim and Karpok standing over him, the wolf and otter cocks dragging an otter away each, while the orca was stuffing his up his rump.

"Oooh..." Karpok grinned down at the human, "Enjoying the party, boy?"

The human managed to sit up, nodding slowly.

The killer whale knelt, squishing his broad belly against the bellyloving human. "Good boy... Now, I think you'll like to give us all nice rubs, wouldn't you?"

Jason blushed, but nodded, as Cherry and the polar bear made their way over, the pair closing the circle around the overwhelmed human. Five hard, potentially ravenous cocks pointed at him, while five heavy, soft, squirming guts called to him to rub and press against just above them. "I.. I don't know where to start..."

Jim smirked, and chose for the man, pushing his gut forward. The broad, squirming wolf gut squished into the lad, who turned as best he could, starting to rub affectionately at it. The black wolf looked to Karpok, who simply nodded. "Hey, kid..." Jim rumbled down to the rubbing human.

Jason looked up at Jim, who, grinning, belched loudly into the human's face, the musky, cum scented gases blowing back his hair. He felt the squirms get stronger, the stomach tighter around the contents, starting to gurgle loudly, before the forms were getting softer... then he couldn't feel movement anymore, just soft pudge, and it seemed softer than before... He stammered, "Wh-what happened to them...?"

The big bad wolf licked his lips, letting out another belch, "They're mine." He locked his eyes with the human, "They're my lard now..."

Jason's eyes widened, "I... but..." He felt a rush of fear.

A slick, familiar hand stroked the back of Jason's head. Karpok spoke, "They'll be here in the morning, all safe and sound... as we told you before, we've all eaten each other, here. It's very enjoyable. I do love to weigh down my wolfie's frame as nice, jiggly lard all day..." He licked his lips, and Jim growled suggestively at him.

The human felt his worries fading, and rubbed to that belly, imagining the otters who had gone to make it so much softer being there, blissfully soft lard below his massaging hands.

Jim grinned, "There, he's fine with it..."

The other predators grinned, and bellies rumbled around their contents. Each pushed against Jason when it came time to release a low, wet belch, and they loved the way Jason rubbed their bellies as the boys within burbled away to be their pudge.

Finally, Jason found himself back at Karpok's belly, looking up at the orca expectantly, thinking he'd follow the pattern of the others. However, the human found himself being cradled and raised up into the strong arms, against the soft body, above the squirming belly.

The killer whale rumbled low, soothingly, "Would you like to see how it feels on the other side...?"

Jason blinked, then blushed as he realized what the orca meant. He pondered a few moments, then nodded, "If I'm gonna be lard, I'm glad to be yours, Karpok..."

The broad cetacean grinned, "That's a good boy..." He gaped his maw wide, the dark pink cavern seeming to call to the little human, the last snack.

The human stared into the throat of the orca he had met only a couple hours before, unable to conceive of a time when this massive, loving whale wasn't in his life and wanting to be with him... to be within him... He started to crawl willingly into the open maw, arcing over the cone shaped teeth of the orca and onto the broad, soft tongue he found inside. The texture was nice, he found, a little bumpy, but slick and warm. The throat in front of him rippled in the darkness. It wanted him, he knew it, and he wanted it to have him.

Karpok moaned happily through his blowhole as the human ducked his upper body into the awaiting throat, drawing his legs up and into the maw by himself as he dove down the orcaslide. He felt his belly full of naughty otters and a cute seal bounce as the human joined the playful pile, rubbing over his belly tenderly.

Jason gasped, feeling ottery paws grasp at him, moaning out and finding his mouth filled with a thick lutrine shaft, before he was mounted, and a whiskery muzzle worked over his own arousal. Slowly the human hugged around the otter at his mouth's hips, giving into the pleasure as the pressure around him grew, the space compressing about the writhing, humping group... He felt himself reaching his peak just as he began to lose the idea of being separate from the hot walls around him, or even from the otters in front and behind him. He was lost to pleasure, then to Karpok. The last thing he truly heard was a low, rumbling belch.

Then all was warmth and comfort.

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Jason slowly opened his eyes the next morning, finding himself wedged between Jim and Karpok's broad bellies. The human looked around blearily, and saw Bruce asleep, surrounded by the many otters of his holt. Nearby the Polar bear was holding the black bear close like a teddy bear, grinding occasionally against him in his sleep, while Cherry got a nice hung elk to squeeze. The fox twins were wrapped around the little seal boy, all three sound asleep. The human felt relieved that everyone was safe... but he also felt excited. He could do it all again... and again...

The two largest predators noticed the movement between their bellies, stirring slowly, and Karpok smiled, "So... what did you think?"

Jason hugged into the soft slick orca gut, "I loved it..."

Jim grinned down at the boy, licking the back of his head like an affectionate parent, "Good boy..." He pondered, grinning, "Just wait until you feel what it's like to be cum... the little otter boys tell me it's amazing. I suppose it would be, or they wouldn't keep diving down cocks..." He grinned naughtily, making the human blush.

Karpok kissed the top of Jason's head, "That can all wait for later... It's still early, let's get some more sleep." Karpok kissed his mate tenderly over the human's head, and slowly, the trio fell back asleep.

Jason's last thought before he fell asleep was that he was home...

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