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"Hey, Alex, suit up! You're on in ten minutes!" a scruff voice called out.

A lithe white otter sat upright when his name was called. He'd been daydreaming about how his shift would go tonight, and now was his time to shine.

Belly Divers was a nightclub with an unusual twist. For a fee, predators could indulge in any number of eager, willing otters, with the caveat that staff had to be returned safely before the predator was permitted to leave. Protective skinsuits ensured their comfort during each experience, allowing the club's "divers" to safely entertain a patron's fantasies, as well as their own. Inconspicuous anklets sewn into the suit promised that anyone brave enough to try and sneak a meal out the door or keep them too long would receive a nasty surprise, in the form of a potent emetic.

Alex's suit fit over his legs like a body glove, wiggling his webbed toes into the booties. He slipped his arms in, then pulled the rest up over his torso until he was left with a loose hood. The silvery material hugged his hips and tail, wiggling to ensure a conforming fit. He checked to make sure his air bottle was full, then looked at himself in the mirror. The club's logo was displayed near his shoulder, but this was the only defining feature of the suit. Everything else was deliberately plain to ensure a worker's anonymity once the hood was drawn.

Satisfied, he padded excitedly out of the dressing room, wiggling his butt when a brown otter gave a playful swat on the way past. He would get him back for that later. When Alex approached the doors leading to the club floor, he paused just long enough to retrieve his assignment. Booth 7.

Alex was so focused on his upcoming performance that he didn't catch the mischievous glint in his manager's eye. The white otter was in for a shock, he knew. Alex's hood was pulled over his head, stretched down across his face and secured with a tight zipper. A mouthpiece let him breathe comfortably beneath the hood, exhaling gently through the nose.

Pushing his way through the double doors, Alex stepped into the dimly-lit nightclub as a heavy beat was queued up. One of the dancers was taking center stage, much to the crowd's enthusiasm. Some lucky guest seated at the front row would be getting quite a treat. When Alex noticed a huge lion beckoning to him from a table, he simply sashayed past the big cat with an exaggerated swing.

When Alex set eyes on his guest, he immediately froze in his tracks. His heart jumped in his chest as he stared, thanking the heavens that his suit protected his identity. Sitting at the booth was his best friend, Eid. An openly-gluttonous otter who he'd had fantasies about for some time, but could never bring himself to admit. The otter's chin was resting on the back of his hands, focused intently on the stage and wagging in his seat.

Imagine how much he'll be wagging after he... Alex made himself blush at the thought.

Another dancer circled around from behind and turned to face Alex. A pair of arms slid around his shoulders and pressed close, offering a free tease to anyone that had taken notice. He was grateful for the distraction, hips swaying to the music with his impromptu partner and shivering when he felt the other grind against him. Then, the second otter let him go and gave a gentle squeeze on the butt, simultaneously nudging him forward toward his booth.

Alex didn't realize that it had been a deliberate action to help him past his hesitation. He was now locked with Eid, who had certainly taken notice of the two sleek bodies dancing only a few feet from his table. His heavy tail began to thump faster, lifting his chin and beckoning the small otter toward him with a finger. The simple gesture made his chest flutter, but Alex let confidence build in his step as he approached. Nervous as he was, he couldn't disappoint.

A blue feather flicked back in his hair, Eid's gaze coming up as the shorter male stepped onto the table, which served as his private stage. The high divides between booths meant that other patrons had to go out of their way to watch. Reaching his arms behind his neck, Alex stretched to let his friend take in the curve of his body, thin middle turning into wide hips and toned thighs specialized for swimming.

Just as Alex began moving to the beat, a pair of hands reached up to explore his body with more than just eyes. Unlike other nightclubs, this place encouraged touching. After all, the divers would be getting intimately familiar with their guests in some fashion. The familiar caress made Alex shiver, reminded of so many evenings when the two had been cuddling, making out...all while he'd secretly been entertaining guilty thoughts of the dark-brown otter cramming him down.

Eid eventually broke the silence, his tail almost a blur now as his hands took a better hold of the silver-suited otter. He interrupted the lutra's rhythm as he pulled him closer, making Alex unexpectedly chirp and giggle. The corners of Eid's lips drew back in a little smirk after hearing it. Blushing hotly, Alex immediately bit his lip to avoid further outbursts. The whole point of the suit was to avoid recognition.

He did his best to push past it, lowering to his knees in front of the brown otter and letting his body follow the music. Knelt on the table, Eid was now able to freely explore more of the smaller male. Webbed fingers lecherously roamed over Alex's hips, following the natural curve to his rump, this time following his swaying rather than hindering. A shiver raced up the otter's spine when he felt a firm caress down the length of his tail, allowing another soft, but muffled whine.

"Look at you, practically squirming already that another otter's gonna eat you." Eid leaned in while his palms returned to the male's hips, pressing his nose to his abdomen. Though he could already see a vague outline of a growing erection, he made a point to push his nose directly against it to draw attention. The soft touch made Alex's hips grind automatically.

The result was a deep growl, which Alex could even hear over the club's music. He knew the noise hadn't come from Eid's lips. It wasn't the first time Alex blushed at the otter's growling stomach, but this time it was groaning at him, specifically. A warm tongue slipped over Eid's lip and he slowly dragged it up the front of the silvery suit. It was a deep shame that he couldn't taste who was in there. Eid took great pleasure in sampling the fishy tones of his fellow lutra, and devouring them more so.

Alex found himself being pulled down to eye-level with the otter, now on all-fours before him. He let his own silver-clad tail wag openly now, making his butt wiggle in the process. It was becoming more difficult to suppress his enthusiasm, and his partner could see that.

"Shame that I won't be able to hear you say just how badly you want to wiggle in," Eid mused. "But I think you're making that pretty clear already. How about we give you the tour you want so badly, little guy?"

He very nearly opened his mouth to reply, but caught himself just in time to settle for a sheepish nod instead. That was good enough for Eid. He tightened his grip on the smaller otter's hips and yawned impressively, tongue rolling beneath Alex's chin to give him a deep look into his friend's throat. Eid lingered just long enough to burn that image into his mind, then unceremoniously shoved him into the darkness. His jaws wrapped neatly around Alex's head in a smooth motion, tail wagging furiously as he took the first deep, rippling gulp to usher his playmate down.

Alex's tail seemed to mimic the rapid blur, and he found himself crawling toward the greedy male as another sharp tug dragged his head deeper. Hot, slimy flesh squeezed smoothly over the suit, which was almost frictionless to allow him to glide in easily. The conforming material also allowed Alex to feel every nuance of the otter's throat as it clamped over him and rolled in tight waves.

He could scarcely believe this was happening. For all the intense, vivid dreams and fantasies he'd entertained, Alex had never been able to gather the courage to bring it up. Now he was already halfway down the other otter's throat, and showed no signs of slowing. He didn't want Eid to stop. His heart was racing, breathing quickly and squirming each time the other male swallowed.

Firmly squeezing the wiggling butt, Eid continued to ravenously ingest the smaller lutra. He had no reason to linger, so he focused on filling his belly. As he shoveled the other male's hips toward his jaws, his tongue quickly found the diver's stiff erection beneath the suit once more. Firm pressure was applied to the smooth material, massaging back and forth to see how much he could make him squirm.

The effort was well rewarded. Alex couldn't hold back the moan that resulted, grinding his hips eagerly against the predatory otter's tongue. He whined and wished he could feel it lapping at him more directly, but the attention was more than sufficient to work him up. A pair of hands firmly gripped Alex's thighs to hold him in place so Eid could continue to slurp across the throbbing shaft for a moment. All he could do now was worm about in the otter's throat, tail hiked up in the air and wagging in a blur.

A deep growl filled Alex's ears, making him realize just how close he was to being plunged down into his friend's belly. Something that he'd been quietly wishing for, for some time. The realization that he was about to finally satisfy that emptiness was enough to push him over the edge. He didn't bother holding back the pleasured noises as his length jumped beneath the skin-tight sleeve, and an undeniable sticky warmth began to spread up his belly beneath the protective material.

There was no mistaking what had just happened, making Eid smugly grin around his mouthful of otter hips. He pressed his tongue firmly to the twitching bulge, earning a sharp squeak before he plunged the diver's hips into his throat, encouraging plenty more wiggling as his throat massaged the spurting lutra on the way down.

At this point, it was simply a matter of leaning his head back and letting the wiggling diver slip the rest of the way in. A thick, tapered tail and wiggling legs descended quickly as the quivering bulges began to settle into Eid's lap, pushing his gut gradually over the hem of his cargo shorts. When his swelling belly began to push against the table, Eid slid back into his seat to give his companion more room to move about.

Alex shuddered when he felt warm lips sliding over his ankles, eventually pursing around his covered paws. His toes wiggled before they vanished, and soon his feet were being squeezed into the gooey embrace of his friend's throat. A low squelch was heard as they vanished, a final, long gulp sending the diver the rest of the way to his destination. The otter's belly gurgled noisily as he was pushed down, forcing the smaller otter to curl up tightly.

Twisting around in the slimy gut, he reoriented himself until he was lying on his back, knees bent against his chest. The tight environment was familiar to him, as it was far from his first "dive." But this time was different. He'd happily wiggled for so many other predators before, but now he was doing it for his own friend. Someone that he knew would pounce at the chance to get him out of that suit and do it again. The thought earned another guilty shudder, pushing his feet against the slimy walls.

A pair of hands possessively roamed over Eid's swollen middle, pushing down on the alluring shapes and kneading firmly to meet the vague impressions of Alex's paws. A deep, sated groan accompanied his caress, reveling in the feel of the smaller male wiggling in his gut like an oversized fish. That was Eid's favorite thing about otters, and the primary reason so many of them disappeared down his throat. A real shame that he couldn't digest this one, but it didn't prevent him from enjoying. Moments later a deep, crass belch escaped, sadly absent of the fishy tones that Eid longed for.

To say that Alex was enjoying himself as well, was an understatement. He was still firmly erect despite the intense climax moments ago. His hands pushed and stroked along the slimy walls surrounding him, feeling a tight clench that made it almost impossible to move for several seconds. When his surroundings relaxed again, he continued to use his hands and feet to stimulate Eid from within, much to the other's approval. He was beginning to rock gently as Eid hunched over him, and Alex quickly realized why.

"Hrrrrrh, you feel so good in there, little guy. Otters always make for the best snacks...little wiggly things that just can't hold still." Eid firmly pushed his hands down on his belly, compressing it against his thighs while his hips lifted from the cushion to grind against the underside of his belly through his shorts. Shameless gluttony had gotten him rather worked up as well.

"Just keep squirming and...mmmh, we'll get along just fine."

Alex was content to do exactly that, blushing furiously in the darkness. He was still expecting himself to wake up at any second, convinced that this was too good to be true. But the gooey surroundings persisted as he was steadily rocked, low gurgling filling his ears as slimy fluids harmlessly pooled around him. How long would that be the case if he wasn't wearing it, he wondered? The tight, frequent compressions of the otter's belly attempting to digest him made him suspect it wouldn't be very long at all.

When Alex twisted again, he pushed and probed from inside his friend's belly to feel about. Then he found a stiff length with his feet, prompting a shudder and a pleasured squeak. His fleshy surroundings jerked abruptly, sloshing him around inside and briefly disorienting. Clearly, Alex had found his mark.

Between the gratification of a small otter wiggling around in his belly and the pressure on his shaft, Eid knew he wasn't going to last. Reaching down, he casually unzipped his shorts to relieve the tension on his shaft. He then growled as he curled over his gut, wrapping one arm around top of the shapely bulge and squeezing tightly. Idle grinding turned into enthusiastic thrusts, roughly bouncing his passenger each time his hips rocked while he stroked his cock.

Alex could barely contain himself. He's stroking himself...to me... The reminder made him wish he was able to join his friend in that effort, but his arms were now pinned against his body. It was nearly impossible to maneuver a hand into his own lap to deal with the lingering erection that was demanding attention once more.

The predatory lutra's breaths grew heavier, more rapid as Alex's surroundings heated with his friend's building excitement. He was stroking feverishly now, stomach growing more assertive in the way it squeezed Alex's body. Moments later Eid let out a sharp squeal, body spasming as he curled tightly around his trapped passenger. The otter's length jumped in his fingers as he erupted across his swollen gut, throbbing heavily enough that Alex could feel each pulse against his feet despite multiple layers between the two.

A few more spurts stained his cream-colored belly before the otter's flow ebbed. Panting quickly, he caught his breath while a hand doted on his belly, fondly caressing the shapes that were joining him in a blissful moment of deep relaxation. Things gradually began to calm as Eid came down slowly from his peak, holding his length snug against his belly and idly grinding to draw out the pleasure as long as he was able.

Afterglow left the otter's body in a heightened state of awareness, the smallest internal wiggles making him squirm happily in his seat. He was focused on his passenger, tail thumping against the seat as it wagged.

"Oooh, I'm gonna...have to come back to visit again. You're definitely one of the wiggliest otters I can remember," Eid teased, then his voice lowered to a playful growl. "Bet you'd really squirm when you're being digested, though."

The thought alone made Alex shudder. He'd already been entertaining such ideas, but hearing his friend state it so bluntly was something else entirely. The reaction made Eid smirk, knowing that he'd found an easily-exploitable way to tease. He wondered if he could request this same diver the next time he showed. It was certainly worth revisiting.

A soft warning tone in Alex's ear interrupted the pleasant thoughts, reminding him that he couldn't stay forever. His air bottle had a limited supply, prompting a soft grumble at the restriction. He'd gone through it a bit faster than he'd like, given how excited he'd let himself get. A small electronic coaster at Eid's table was similarly blinking, letting him know that he would have to release him soon. He frowned at the fact, patting his belly and wondering how to acquire something more substantial that he'd be able to keep.

He'd worry about that when the time came. Eid had come here to explore what the club had to offer, and he was not disappointed. With the "tour" concluded, now it was time to let this otter back into the world.

As everything clenched and shoved upward, Alex found himself swiftly being deposited back onto the table at the center of the booth in a shivering, flustered mess. His suit was slick with drool and stomach fluids, strings of slimy wetness clinging to his body. A towel was available to quickly wipe away the worst of it, also allowing him to conceal his lingering stiffness. He'd deal with that once he returned to the back room for a long shower to wash the stickiness that he left in his own fur.

Eid licked his lips once he was finished, watching the small otter clean himself and wishing badly that he didn't have to let him out. His belly was empty once more, now ravenous as ever from the lack of sustenance. He leaned against the table and peered up at the small otter with a dreamy look in his eyes while his stomach growled again.

The noise captured Alex's attention, peering over his shoulder as he stepped down carefully from the table, knees wobbling. He was still recovering from the intense experience Eid had just provided him. Blushing brightly, he hesitated as he was about to excuse himself.

"Got something to say? I know I had a great time," Eid cooed, tail swishing again. "Hope we get to do this again sometime."

Alex didn't bother to consider the consequences of breaking club policy as he approached his friend with a flirty sway. Reaching up, he tugged lightly at the zipper that secured his hood to the neck. He pulled the hood up just enough to show his face, leaning until and pressing a steamy kiss to Eid's lips before he could register the otter's astonished expression.

As he quickly tucked his hood back down and secured it again, Alex grinned beneath his mask. "I'll see you after work. Then you can give a proper tour."

Eid's furious wagging that resulted made Alex beam as he sauntered away as casually as he could manage...