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"Gordon!"

Fawx cried out the name of the friend he was meeting as he saw the tall, stocky horse amongst a crowd of strangers, the fox muscling his way through a bunch of random park-goers to try and get Gordon's attention. He knew it was the right horse; he stuck out of any crowd considering that he was 7 feet tall, even without wearing his signature Balmoral bonnet...it took a few moments for him to make his way through the rivers of people, but eventually, he was able to tap Gordon on the shoulders.

"Whuh..." the horse mumbled as he turned around, before looking down and seeing the small, semi-cyborg fox beaming up at him. His eyes immediately lit up, the horse shouting "Fawx!" before kneeling down and snatching the fox right off the ground, wrapping Fawx up in his arms and squeezing him in a big, powerful bearhug! Fawx's breath kinda got knocked out of him by the sudden show of affection, the fox just letting Gordon squeeeeeze him for a while before he started talking. "H-hey, big guy! How've you -ow- been?" the fox managed to sputter out, Gordon only responding with his hug until he finally set Fawx down off on the side of one of the rides. "Aaahhh...enjoying everything this place has to offer! Checked out one of those fancy restaurants, went on some rides..." Gordon said as the two started to walk and talk together. "Ready for the log flume?" Fawx said as the two of them made their way over to the more watery section of the park, hearing all sorts of splashing and getting whiffs of chlorine as they got closer and closer.

The log plume was one of the park's most intense rides. Slowly ascending up a huge mountain in a giant, hollowed-out log, getting a good look of the whole park beneath you before you plunged right down into it! There were even cameras around on the track, and you could buy photos of the drop afterwards with your crazy facial expressions! It was certainly one of the more unique attractions the park had to offer, for sure...

"Wow! Not even a line..." Fawx commented as the two friends made their way to the ride's entrance, not many people seemingly in the mood for water-based terror considering how quickly the two of them were able to get into one of the logs. "Oh, gosh, here we go..." the fox said as the safety bar descending down on the both of them, Fawx scooching up to his big horse friend as everything started to screech and whirr to life, the log jumping back and forth before starting to slowly make its way up this huge fake mountain.

"Geez, you can see so MUCH from up here..." Fawx commented, gripping the safety bar nice and tight as he peeked out over the side of the log and just...looked at the world below him. They weren't even that high up yet, but even now, Fawx was starting to realize just how huge this park was, how many rides there were, how full the parking lots were...wow. This place was as big and sprawling and fantastic as he had thought...perhaps even a bit moreso! "Oh my gosh, it's just all so wonderful..." the fox continued, snuggling up to Gordon as they continued to ascend up this Fawx mountain, the splashing and flowing of the water around them starting to get Fawx and Gordon in the mood for the plunge...

With the expectation of getting soaking wet, both Fawx and Gordon had stripped down to swim trunks before coming up here. And with Fawx sidling up to his horse friend so closely, it was pretty clear that the fox's feelings for Gordon went beyond friendship. And the fact that just the two of them were up here, by themselves, high above the rest of the park...it was like their own tunnel of love! Fawx was a bit nervous about making his move, but eventually, he reached down for the obvious bulge in Gordon's pants, stroking along the side as he looked up to the big horse with a smile. "Wanna have a little fun before the big drop?~"

Gordon's face flushed red as he felt the contact Fawx made with his horse shaft, the thick member already straining against his shorts even without any sort of stroking or teasing from his foxy friend...! "Hhf...that's a really kinky idea, Fawx..." the horse started to say as he shifted in his seat a little bit, allowing himself just enough room so that he could start to pull his swim trunks down, the log continuing to ascend as Gordon's own log did! His thick horsecock sprung out of its confines as soon as it was allowed to, Fawx's eyes going wide as he saw just what his friend had been packing all this time! "Holy shit, Gordon..." Fawx mumbled as he stared at the flared thing, leaning in closer and glancing at Gordon before reaching out to heft up and stroke along the meaty cock. "Don't be afraid to get your mouth around it..." Gordon teased, allowing Fawx to get closer as he readied himself for a bit of head before the drop...

Then, a flash of light interrupted the two, right as Fawx had the tip of his friend's cock hovering just in front of his mouth. The two shouted in unison, partially blinded by the flash and reeling backwards in surprise.

Then the drop came.

In the midst of their fooling around, the fox and horse hadn't even realized that they had reached the apex of the log flume. That flash was the first of two cameras, designed to capture their reactions right before the drop and during it as well. Fawx managed to barely cling to his safety bar, staying relatively in place...but Gordon? He had forced his off of him when he needed to slide his swim trunks off. And the drop, well...it needed those safety bars, that was for sure! Gordon screamed as he felt his rear fly up into the air with the rest of his body, just barely able to grab onto the cart with one of his hands to keep him from flying backwards and landing on one of the other carts...it was only a few seconds, but Gordon felt every last one of them as he scrambled to try and return to the cart he was in, the horse's bits flailing all over the place in the open air...

And then, when the drop evened out just a tiny bit, the world rushing past the two friends like a blue blur, Gordon felt himself touch land once more - well, touch cart anyway. Though it wasn't in the way he perhaps would have hoped. The horse felt another scream rush out of his body as his rump slammed right on top of Fawx, the fox's entire head and shoulders being shoved right up the horse's exposed pucker, bulging out Gordon's bowels in a matter of moments! The horse went from screaming in terror to moaning in pleasure in the blink of an eye, feeling his friend squirming around inside out of a complete inability to understand what was happening to him right now...and throughout all of this, the coaster was still dropping as well, the blood rushing to both of their heads and adrenaline still pumping through their veins. Reflexively, the horse's bowels clenched tight around Fawx, only sucking him up deeper with wet *SHLORP*s; the fox slid deeper due to Gordon's weight pressing down on his body as well...

Even though the log plume's drop only lasted a few moments, it felt like it took hours due to all the other circumstances of their descent! Gordon's cock was throbbing as Fawx continued to slide deeper into his guts, the horse's belly starting to grow and bulge out as the fox was worked further up into Gordon's rear...finally, though, their descent was starting to slow just a bit, enough for Gordon to process what exactly what was going on...for Fawx, though, he was still as in the dark as ever - both literally and figuratively! Tight, musky bowel walls squeezed around his whole body, Gordon's hungry rear having devoured the fox up to his waist at this point; and, with his legs slipping between Gordon's own as the log plume reached its splashy finish, the spray of water barely even phasing Gordon as the log slid towards the end of the line...he had a lot more to think about right now!

Soon, the log came to a stop, Gordon's horsecock fully flared and leaking quite a bit of precum onto the floor. His gut was kicking and squirming, yet still growing, Fawx's feet barely sticking out from between the horse's legs at this point. With nobody around, the horse just sat there for a moment, taking in everything that had just transpired...his friend really was crammed up his ass right now. And it really DID feel that good. And...yes, he was going to keep him in there...

Gordon got up out of the log a few moments later, feeling Fawx's feet just outside of his bowels - but with a whinny and a clench, those disappeared as well, leaving the horse with nothing but a pair of swim trunks grossly unequipped to contain his flared shaft, and a squirming, kicking bulge en route to his gut...well, that was lunch taken care of, at the very least! He had been planning to scarf down Fawx at some point during this visit, so it was a bit convenient that the ride played out like it did, honestly...

Fawx felt the world around him shaking as Gordon started to walk away from the log, the fox still dizzy as hell and unable to truly comprehend what was happening to him still. He knew where he was, sort of, but the sensory overload of all these fleshy walls squeezing and pushing against him still had his brain feeling quite discombobulated. He had wasted most of the oxygen he had on hyperventilating, and was already starting to feel a bit tired just from how Gordon's guts were softening him up...uurgh, he tried to get his friend to release him, but Gordon almost certainly couldn't hear what he was saying, and even if he could, he would probably honestly ignore it! Food didn't talk, after all, and that's what he was at this point. Just food. He was certainly FEELING like food as the horse's bowels continued to press and squeeze over his body, slimy fluids soaking deep into his fur, making an absolute mess for.the poor fox. And the thought that he still had a stomach to deal with only made him feel worse...

"Yeah, can I get both of them?"

Gordon snickered as he pointed to the displays in a small booth near the exit to the ride, where you could get the pictures the cameras took printed as a bit of a memento. The first one had Fawx getting ready to suck him off, but the second one had nothing but Gordon with a fat, squirming belly bulge that his cock was throbbing against! The attendant, a bored-looking rabbit, barely even glanced at what he would actually be printing off as he took Gordon's money, pressing a button underneath the counter and handing the horse some freshly-laminated keepsakes. "Thanks, chief~" the horse said as he snatched them out of the rabbit's hands, cradling his gut with one hand as he took a look at the photos, thinking about what ride he would take next...