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Ray fidgeted. His mind was clouded with thoughts of what was to come later that day, and his jeans felt a bit too tight around his wide hips. The rat looked over to his hunk of a boyfriend as the salamander drove, biting his lower lip bashfully.

Ben was focused on the road, his smooth dark skin glistening a bit where it was exposed beneath his clothing. The amphibian blushed as he glanced over while stopped at a red light. "You're... really excited about this, huh?" His eyes darted down to the rodent's lap and back to his flustered face.

"Y-yeah." The rat fiddled with his tail between his bare fingers. "T-thank you again for agreeing to this."

Turning at the light change, the larger male returned his attention to the road. "Anything for you, honey." Another turn into a driveway and Ben was navigating through a parking lot to a building set in the middle of it, away from the strip mall nearby.

Standing out front was a skinny deer. He waved at the car as it approached.

Ben parked in the space next to the one the deer was standing at and shut off the car. The salamander pressed the driver's side door open and slipped out, his heavy tail dragging across the plush upholstery as he stood upright.

Ray popped the passenger side open and hopped down, holding his own tail in front of his groin to hide the tent he was still showing. "Hey Chad! Is everything set up?"

The stag nodded, itching around his bare pedicles unconsciously. "Just need the players, yeah." He dug some keys out of his pocket and turned to walk to the glass double doors. On the inside of the right door was a hung up sign that read 'Closed for Private Engagement'

The salamander closed and locked the doors on the car before following his excited shorter boyfriend in after the deer. Once they had all gotten inside, Ben took stock of his surroundings. The techy stylized print on the carpet, the early 2000s sci fi design, all things he expected. A couple comfy couches for waiting as well.

Ray sat down on one of the couches, fidgeting still. He looked up at his amphibian partner. Nearly twice as tall as the rodent, the hefty male's weight was mostly gathered in his round belly and thick tail, which he hardly managed to keep from slumping to the floor most of the time.

The rat didn't have much time to sit and oogle Ben, however. Chad hooked his arm around the taller male. "Time to get you nice and prepped for your role. Ray, wait out here until I come get you. Hopefully the others will be here by then."

Ben walked along as he was guided. "See you soon, hon." He called back before both males disappeared through an 'employees only' door.

Ray tugged out his phone and tapped at it, checking his messages. He wasn't really able to focus much on them, however, his mind continuously wandering to the planned event.

Shortly after, however, his dish-like ears caught the sound of cars approaching and actually parking. The rodent could hear car doors opening and chatter between the drivers. Then the door into the lobby opened from outside.

First through the doors was a tall blue jay wearing a letterman jacket and jeans. He pushed his aviator sunglasses up over his brow and grinned. "Bet you weren't expecting to see me."

"Freddy?" Ray twisted further in his seat, partially to put the couch's arm between the doorway and the tent in his shorts. The rat recognized him as the track star of their high school, someone he hardly interacted with even before graduation. "I didn't think you'd be..."

"Into this?" Freddy continued, strutting into the room. "I am a runner, after all."

"On a straight track, maybe." The monkey entering next snickered. He had a toque covering up his bare ears and was wearing a flannel jacket. "This boy would trip on a pebble." The rat recognized him as well. He was a parkour junkie who graduated a year ahead of him. He'd not really talked much with him, but the times he had the primate seemed very chill.

"I'll have you know, Tommy, that I did hurdles and steeple chase." Freddy's tone was playful rather than confrontational, as if this was a recurring volley of verbal jabs between the two. "You can't get anywhere without a six story drop to motivate you."

"My heart aches." Tommy held his hands over his chest in feigned pain. "How could you cut to the quick?" He broke into giggles and reached one hand out.

The avian accepted it and grasped the offered hand, pulling the simian close.

The monkey slapped Freddy's back right over the logo on the letterman before releasing. "What I didn't know was that Ray here got himself an honest to fuck pred as a boyfriend." He turned his thumb towards the rodent.

Ray blushed deeply and fidgeted in place. Of course they'd know. Why wouldn't they know if they were here? "Y-yeah... I... uh... I didn't know Chad was getting guys I'd met before to play along..."

Another car could be heard pulling up.

"I just hope he's as hot as his photos." Tommy winked to the rat before flopping onto the couch at the other end.

A car door slammed, then the door into the lobby opened once more. A heavyset ram slipped in, wearing a zip-up hoodie and sweatpants. "Am I late?"

"Norm?" The other two made sense to Ray for the situation, but the chess club president and anime club treasurer was quite a different matter.

The ram's wool appeared recently sheered, which went some way in explaining his bundled up attire. Norm bashfully grinned. "Yep, me! Ray, you never post on myFace anymore."

The rat stuck his tongue out. "The algorithm's garbage anyway. Billy Fletcher tried to get me into a pyramid scheme via DMs there last year and I figured I was better off not checking it at all."

Tommy started cackling. "Of course that fucker got in on a pyramid scheme."

The 'employee only' door opened up and Chad came back out. "Oh good, you're all here. Let's head into the range." The dropped stag gestured to the customer entrance from the lobby. "And don't touch the laser rifles or vests. That's not what we're here for."

"Awwwww..." Tommy playfully intoned. "Now I can't defend my title!"

"You're one to talk, I was always team MVP when I came here." Norm nodded firmly as the assortment of males made their way into the room with all the vests.

"You?" Freddy raised a brow.

The ram grinned smugly. "Aim's more important than running fast."

The monkey pointed at Norm in silent agreement, before Chad spoke again.

"Alright, strip down." The deer chuckled. "Don't wanna give Ben indigestion or anything." He peeled off his shirt, revealing his trim, close to emaciated body to the other four. His hoofy fingers were already working his jeans off by the time any of the others started to disrobe.

Tommy and Freddy doffed their clothes efficiently and casually, tossing their stuff into easily retrieved piles underneath the hanging laser tag equipment.

Norm was a bit more bashful about removing his clothes, but considering what he was wearing it was simple to do, only complicated by how many layers he had on. Once he was fully bare, it was clear that he had indeed been sheered very recently, only a bit of fuzz covering his whole chubby frame. His horns were clearly rounded through careful maintenance, as were his hooves.

When Ray got to his pants, he fidgeted again. His tent hadn't gone down. Looking around at the group didn't help either. The athletic frames of the sprinter and the freerunner were only highlighted by the way they seemed to be having an impromtu pose-off with each other. The ram was adorable, even as he fidgeted in place. The rodent closed his eyes and pulled down, grunting a bit as this made his arousal bend back for a moment, before springing up to slap the underside of his belly.

The sound of this drew attention from the other four, but no one said anything about it.

Tommy gave a thumbs up, though, grinning.

Chad opened the next door, into the range itself.

Ray looked around, trying to distract himself from his now naked arousal. The rat had been here a few times before. Besides the nakedness, the regular lights being turned on made the range surreal. The space seemed far smaller than he remembered it, and all the walls seemed dull and lifeless, greys on black.

Around a corner in the range, Ben strode into view, also naked.

Tommy whistled and gave Ray another thumbs up.

The salamander blushed a bit. "Are you all still up for this?"

"If we weren't up for this, we wouldn't be standing here naked." Freddy chuckled.

Ben looked between the four males, then to his boyfriend, before he looked back to Chad and nodded.

"Okay then." Chad turned out the lights.

There was a moment of silence, only punctuated with the fog machines kicking into gear and excited breathing in the total darkness.

When the black lights turned on, the whole space became what Ray was familiar with. At the same time, the familiar shape of his boyfriend had changed. Just as the florescent paint on the walls and surfaces of the range showed their true brilliance under the ultraviolet, Ben's body was glowing with colorful patterns.

The salamander had bright shapes covering his face and the back of his head, converting his kind, round face into something more angular and aggressive. Written across his chest in orange glowed the word 'HELLBENDER'.

Ray quivered. He knew that was the name he asked Ben to use for this predatory persona but seeing it in its full glory on his normally gentle boyfriend...

Beneath the lettering, on the curve of the salamander's belly, shone a series of abstract markings framing his deep navel. His tail was similarly patterned along the back, and towards the tip, Ray caught the words 'No Escape' written in red. Each thigh had 'Body by Prey' written along the outside leg in a sickly green amongst the continuing patterns.

Hellbender grinned, his teeth glowing in the black light. "Run." He growled, a command.

Heavy, high paced industrial music started to play over the PA system.

Around the rat the four larger males bolted in different directions, vanishing into the range's colorful maze. Ray panted a bit, staring the predator in the eyes. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and the same beat tapping his straining arousal against the underside of his soft midsection.

The glowing salamander shifted his weight, starting to move towards the rat.

Ray's legs kicked into gear before his predator had completely lifted one foot off the carpeted floor. He hardly noticed which direction he had taken off into, the world a blur of color and intense imagery. Screaming faces and science fiction patterns were painted in the florescent designs on the walls of the maze, only adding to the rush of adrenaline that was surging through the short rodent.

He found himself running alongside Freddy. The Jay was moving with steady, controlled movements, with a mind towards endurance. The avian runner chuckled, "Never seen you run this fast, chubbo~" He teased playfully, taking his eye off the route ahead to look down at Ray.

The rodent's eyes widened as he saw what the bird did not. He skidded to a halt, leaving the blue jay to overtake him.

Around a blind corner, the glowing, familiar patterns of Hellbender came into view. His arm surged around and grasped around the bird's naked form. His jaws opened wide in front of Freddy's startled face and dragged him back out of sight.

Ray squeaked aloud and pivoted on one foot, turning to start running the other way. The pear shaped rodent took a different turn from the one he and Freddy had taken on their way to the salamander's jaws. Up ahead, he saw Chad bolting towards him. In the black light, Ray noticed that the deer's fur was smudged with more of the glowing colors that now coated the predator.

Chad saluted to Ray as he ran past, the skinny buck taking a hard turn that sounded like he kicked off one of the walls with his hooves to make it.

The rat didn't look back, continuing his sprint. Already his lungs and legs were burning. He scooted around a low divider near one of the outer walls of the range and slumped down.

Norm had chosen that spot to relax in as well, panting just as heavily as the smaller male. "H-hey... Hellbender, that's a hick word for salamander, right?" The ram adjusted his glasses.

Ray jumped a bit, not having noticed the academic. "Uh... yeah... found it in a wiki search."

The sheep giggled, blushing a bit. His eyes clearly dropped between the rat's legs. "Really enjoying this game, aren't you?"

The rat fidgeted. "I just hope Ben's okay with doing this..."

Norm bleated in amusement. "You saw him right? He's a natural at..." He trailed off.

Behind the pair a low, wet sounding gurgle had been heard by both. Simply cutting through the intense soundtrack, the borborygmi was followed by a bass belch. The pair of chubby guys found themselves rained on by soggy blue feathers.

Ray stared down at the feathers, and then looked up.

Hellbender was leaning over the top of their hiding spot. From this angle the rodent could see the pattern on the salamander's neck was an arrow pointed right at his jaws. Said jaws were gaped open and the tongue inside was visibly scrunching back, winding up...

The rat was on his feet before he knew it, as the sound of an amphibian's tongue whipping through the air rung out next to him. Almost immediately his dish-like ears were graced with a startled bleat that cut off into a muffled noise. Ray ventured a glance back and groaned in a mix of distress and arousal.

The salamander's form was upright, and he'd lifted the sheered lower body of the ram over his head, jaws wrapped around Norm's soft midsection. The squirming form of Freddy could still be made out in Hellbender's waistline. Any lower was hidden by the wall that the pair of males had been seated against moments earlier.

Ray caught all of that in a quick glance, before his eyes were forward again. The short break he'd had seemed to be enough for him to be going at full speed once more, or at least, with the infusion of adrenaline the sudden strike had brought out of him.

Two or three turns later, Chad came into view again. This time he ran up from behind Ray and passed him. He seemed to have lost none of his speed from the last time he was seen, and soon he took a turn that Ray didn't take.

The rat panted heavily, and leaned his weight against the inside of an archway. At the end of the corridor it led into, he could see a mirror showing the other corridor at the end of the L bend. In the mirror he could see some movement. Ray swallowed and panted... but there was none of the glowing markings of the predator.

With careful examination, he realized it was Tommy crouched up on top of one of the walls. The monkey was waving to him, apparently having caught sight of him in the mirror the same way. He seemed about to cup his hands to his mouth to call out, when the glow did show up.

Even in the mirror, that 'No Escape' marking was so clear, shining red under the UV lamps. The tip of the salamander's tail looped around the simian's waist and yanked him out of the view of the mirror.

Ray panted heavily, staring. There was a turn before the L that might lead to the room that Hellbender had dragged Tommy into. Perhaps, if he went in, he could watch... He swallowed. That'd put him too easily caught, wouldn't it? Torn between running and getting a better look, the throbbing between the rat's legs won out. He crept his way forward to the doorway, and slowly peeked around.

As he'd suspected, he saw the great salamander, facing away from him. On his back, in electric blue letters was the slogan 'All Roads Lead to Pudge' with a curved arrow going around his thick tail base. Said tail was raised and angled to one side, revealing another stylized arrow like on his throat close to the base on the underside, pointing to the cleft of his ample rump.

The arrow also directed the rats eyes to the pair of bare feet with opposing thumbs jutting out between those round cheeks, flexing and grasping for anything to hold onto.

Hellbender gave Tommy something to grip in the form of his tail's tip. He placed the last foot of the limb into the pair of foot-hands' grip and pressed firmly. When the salamander's tail slipped up along his crack and away, neither paw was visible. What was visible now was the slogan 'NO EXIT' straddling both cheeks in a vibrant violet.

Ray kept staring until the great predator stood upright and started to turn. A squeak rose out of his throat involuntarily, and his bare claws were scrabbling across the carpet once again. The rodent bit his lip and clenched his fists as the sight of that rear consumption kept replaying in his mind. Maybe at some point he could ask Ben to try that again, when they weren't in character.

In his lustful mind wanderings, he nearly ran into Chad, whose high seemed to finally have run out. He was standing with one arm fully braced against a wall, panting heavily. He looked up as the Rat stopped short and skidded in a sidestep to avoid collision. The stag looked ready to say something, when his gaze suddenly darted to behind Ray. He raised an arm to point behind the rodent.

And with a familiar whipping sound an elastic tongue slammed into the stag's chest, adhering instantly. Chad was lifted off his hooves and yanked out of Ray's range of vision rapidly. By the time the rodent could turn his head to look, all there was to see of the skinny deer was his flat butt and wiry legs dangling from Hellbender's jaws. The salamander swallowed again, powerfully, dragging the last of the other prey's hips out of sight behind his glowing teeth.

Ray nearly tripped on his own tail as he found himself moving again, his whole body feeling at the brink of collapsing even as he powered on. He lost track of how many turns and which way he was going, his overwhelmed mind just telling him to not run into anything. He squeaked as the many glowing walls rushing past were joined by a glowing body, dangling from the top of an archway he had been headed at a dead heat towards.

Hellbender released the arch and fully blocked the path, planting both of his hands on either side of his immense belly. The gut itself nearly brushed against both sides of the corridor, the squirms within causing it to bump into the walls occasionally.

The rat panted, frozen, as the display of four trapped, writhing acquaintances was placed directly at eye level. His shaft quivered and twitched, leaking enough that he felt it dribbling down along his dangling sac. Ray's eyes darted across the broad belly, from the clear imprint of a beak showing Freddy's location, a curved horn pressed out to one side next to a hoofish hand on one side revealing Norm, the distinct look of Tommy's face and arms at the bottom curve, and the skinny ass he'd seen vanishing into the salamander's jaws bulged at the top, writhing with Chad's struggles.

While Ray stared, the predator struck, his thick tail scooping around behind the rodent and pulling him to press right against the writhing mass of men.

Moaning weakly, the pear shaped rodent couldn't help but reach his arms up to press and feel at the squirming forms on the inside, grinding the side of his muzzle into it needily. His hips squirmed, not quite reaching the underside of the grand gut's curve.

"I'm so hungry for you," Hellbender growled, grinning. "That these morsels are hardly filling." The salamander's belly clenched down momentarily, the digestive organs letting out an ominous groan amidst all the moans of the struggling males.

"Y-you seem pretty full to me..." Ray replied, grasping and pressing at the writhing, audibly moaning males through layers of glowing flesh.

Pressing more firmly along the rat's back, the salamander licked his lips slowly. Another clench wracked the great belly, wet gurgling becoming louder than the sounds of the four inside.

Beneath the rodent's dexterous fingers, he suddenly felt the forms of the other prey that had come before him softening. He pressed more firmly, shuddering as he realized just how quickly the salamander was melting four men at once down. By the time he could feel nothing solid pressing back, he was thoughtlessly moaning and grinding his face in. The mass of gut had become pliable like a great water balloon, stretching against his pointed snout.

"If you wanted a private room, you should have said so." Hellbender growled, clenching his belly once more. The chorus of gurgles and glorps from the liquefied guests gave way to a repeating 'glut glut glut' sound, the noise of all that chyme starting to drain into the entrails below for assimilation.

Ray recognized this sound and bashfully stood upright, looking up at the salamander. With the tail on his back he couldn't move too far away, but he could watch the belly retreat from its position pinning him, as well as the rest of the changes that draining caused.

The great predator's form pulsed as, beneath the subcutaneous pudge that coated his frame, muscles began to swell and flex. Hellbender's shoulders visibly swelled outward as the lightly padded chest flattened and broadened. The definition of his arms was muted by his plumpness, but their thickening and the show-off flex the salamander gave made it obvious just how much meat was surging into being there. As the stomach contracted further it gave the rodent a better view of the larger male's already thick thighs broadening, as well as enough hip definition to let him imagine how much that 'NO EXIT' marking had stretched. Finally, his chest expanded forwards once again, clearly a powerful bundle of pectorals.

Ray's eyes settled back to the one place that had shrunk instead of grown on the massive male as it finished deflating. He swallowed his mouthful of lustful salivation. What had before been mere abstract shapes were now clearly painted renditions of the four males. He hadn't been able to tell with the writhing bodies beneath the surface distorting them, but he could clearly differentiate each's features. He couldn't help himself, reaching around his own belly to grasp at his quivering arousal.

The act of self-pleasure appeared to be a signal for Hellbender, as it was shortly followed by the familiar whipping sound of his tongue lashing forth. Instead of merely striking and adhering as it had two of the others, it curled like a snap bracelet around the rat's waist.

The rodent reached out and grabbed the length of tongue with his free hand, leaning forward to nuzzle into it needily as his first paw continued to stroke and slide against his excessively slickened shaft.

The salamander pulled, using his tail against Ray's back to keep him steady on his way up and into the gaping abyss behind his luminous jaws. He felt the head of the smaller male slip in along with his grasping hand and stretched his jaws wider. The powerful maw muscle twisted in concert with his fifth limb, curling the rodent against the inside of his cheek rather than pressing straight to the throat's entrance.

Ray moaned in confusion, but did nothing to unbend from the curl he was being pressed into. He squeezed and continued stroking at himself, even as his wide hips were pressed into the predator's mouth. He felt the tip of the tongue on one of his feet and the end of the tail on the other. One pulled and one pushed, resulting in his legs getting bent and pressed past the amphibian's lips as well.

Hellbender closed his muzzle, leaving just the thick rat tail dangling from his muzzle, both cheeks distended with the mass of the smallest male. He growled low, a greedy sound echoed by his all too recently emptied stomach, pursing his lips and slurping that tail inward like a fat noodle.

Inside, the rat felt his tail getting dragged in to join him while the tongue easily rotated him around. He found his hips against the furrow of the tongue's base and released his fingers from his arousal to grasp onto teeth, giving himself leverage to start thrusting at the divot.

The predator smirked a bit and began to tilt his head back, placing both of his hands on his swollen cheeks and rubbing slowly, trying to work the pear shaped rodent back into a more streamlined shape. He could feel the pointed muzzle press against one palm, then the other in needy, frantic nuzzles. Just audible above the music was the sound of lusty squeaks from inside his own mouth.

Hellbender gaped his throat and used his tongue to dislodge the rodent's grip. His neck swelled out with the balled up form of the rat, sending Ray plummeting behind his newly enhanced chest. A moment later, the motion was concluded with his rounded belly suddenly lurching down with the internal impact.

Ray fell through the cardia all at once and struck the stomach floor still fully curled up. He felt the stretchy lining accept his momentum and absorb it, but not without first returning it in the form of an elastic bounce. When he came back down a second time it was into a far tighter embrace, as the pillowy folds of flesh closed in on him.

The amphibious predator plapped his hands on both sides of his belly as he felt the rat inside start to move his arm in a very obvious repetitive motion. "Finally got you, my rightful belly-filler."

The masturbating rodent shuddered and squeaked out desperately, "W-Where am I gonna add to you?" He lustily prompted.

"You're gonna love your new place padding out my hips." Hellbender growled, tracing his fingers along his belly. "Every time I sit down you'll feel my weight squishing you down. Each time I decide a morsel deserves to go in that way, it'll be you helping clench them in."

Ray panted heavily, feeling the burn from his legs before replicated in his arm. He swapped hands and pressed his newly free paw against the stomach lining, extending the limb as far as he could. In response the walls pressed even tighter inward, overpowering him so easily, as the guts down below the stomach ominously groaned out. "G-Guh..." He pressed his face back against a wall as he felt his climax finally riding close. "DIGEST ME! MAKE ME UTTERLY YOURS!"

From the outside, the compressing stomach showed the faint form of the curled up rat as a muffled squeak of pleasure escaped. The climactic wail was cut short by a loud gurgling sound as the impression of the rodent lost definition and the belly compressed harder. Behind the powerful amphibian the painted rump was swelling out with new padding, along with his powerful tail.

Hellbender panted and reached a hand back to stroke at his Ray-padded rear. "Mine."

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Ray slowly came back to his senses. He was no longer bound up in tight stomach walls, or even in that cloying abyss he fell into before he could even reach afterglow. His eyes opened and he found himself on the couch in the lobby of the laser tag arena. The rat sat up, and found a strong hand pressing on his chest.

Ben gently eased his boyfriend back down into a laying position, the salamander smiling warmly. While he retained some of the added bulk he had gained in his alter ego, he mostly looked normal again. In the normal light Ray could see the cloudy patches that must have been the clear florescent paint covering his body.

As the rat looked around the room, he saw the four volunteers in varying states of getting back into their clothes. Each looked flustered in a different way, and Freddy in particular kept stealing glimpses back at the now unassuming predator.

The hefty salamander leaned in and planted a kiss on the rodent's cheek. "Happy Birthday, honey. I hope I didn't go too far..."

Ray blushed, curling his toes. "C-could we do that again?"

The four other prey froze mid motion, eyes turning to the largest male in the space as Ben visibly considered, and his stomach let out an empty complaint. "Well..."