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With a nod to the man at the door, Joseph slithered across the threshold. The python's sheer girth made sure he had to enter and leave through the entrances designed for the larger patrons of the establishment. His head wound its way towards the bar, leaving behind the rest of his length in its path, locomoting with the aid of thousands of thoughtless undulating flexes of his belly scales.

The bartender, a broad stallion, casually nodded to the enormous ophidian, cleaning a mug with a bar rag. "Think you'll find prey meeting your standards tonight, Joseph?"

The serpent arrived at the bar and casually turned his path around a stool. It hardly took one loop to get his head up onto the seat with the thickness of his body, but he made a second loop for propriety, bringing his head up high above the bar. As the rest of his body travelled from the plus sized entrance to the bar, he chuckled lightly. "It's not exacting standards." Joseph allowed the lower of his coils to collapse with a fluid spin of scales, adding to the growing pool on the floor and bringing his ascot, his only garment, into prominence. "It is merely admiring prey as art."

The relatively sender tip of his tail finally crossed the threshold as he calmly undulated his 'neck' in a circular manner around the stool. This motion allowed him to keep his head relatively stationary while he continued to gather himself into as small of a space as his mass would allow... which still took up most of the bar and adjoining floor-space. "Most prey, however, are on the level of a hotel lobby seascape. Aesthetically pleasing but forgettable." With a dramatic sigh, he pivoted his head finally, flopping a loop of his length onto the wooden bar like an elbow. "No matter where you go, it's those same brushstrokes. Baffling, really."

The chestnut mustang set the glass he was cleaning down with a chuckle. "That's a bit harsh."

Joseph turned his head back towards the horse, smirking. "Maybe, but I'm tired of the dime a dozen." He returned his gaze to the bar as the flow of more regular sized patrons resumed into the building. "I want someone.... Original."

The bartender nodded. "So you'll have the usual?"

The serpent shot the bartender a playful glare. "Of course." Joseph twisted and slid his long body against itself, gently piling and twisting as he fidgeted with himself, staring out over the crowd. His eye was drawn back to the door for extra-large guests as it opened once again.

A rather normal sized, if round, raccoon walked in, wearing a casual orange hoodie. The reason he entered through that door was made apparent as he dragged a much larger male behind him by the hand.

Joseph's pupils dilated as he watched the orca have to duck slightly to get through the extra-large door, the large male appearing rather exasperated by his comrade. Familiar with the bar's dimensions, the serpent determined that the black-skinned cetacean would reach ten and a half feet if he stood properly upright. He was nearly as wide around as the thickest of the snake's coils, and the windbreaker he wore would probably fit twelve or more of his smaller friend.

"Blue Cosmo." The bartender set an oversized martini glass onto the bar next to the loop of tail propped up onto the wood. The conical vessel was filled with a red-purple cocktail smelling of blueberries.

Without looking away from the whale, Joseph removed his tail from the bar, twisting and writhing his coils about until his tip slipped up and wrapped around the thick stem of the glass. With practiced ease, the serpent brought the drink to his lips, flicking his tongue to partake of the bouquet.

It was at that moment that the orca noticed Joseph at the bar. From across the large room, the serpent could feel the big whale's face heat up in a barely visible blush with his heat pits. The rotund aquatic mammal's eyes widened as he appeared to take in the sheer mass of python, gaze visibly tracing its way up to the snake's head.

Joseph smirked slightly as he tilted the glass and angled his head precisely. He positioned his drink as he sipped, making sure the whale would see his throat working above his ascot.

Immediately, the black-skinned male's white eyespots flushed pink as his blush spread.

Perfect.

The serpent set his drink down smoothly and slipped his tail tip off the stem of the glass. Rotating his tail, he curled the tip in a beckoning motion, never breaking eye contact.

Visibly swallowing, the whale looked down at the friend who dragged him in.

The shaggy-haired raccoon grinned from ear to ear, giving an enthusiastic thumbs up to the much taller male.

As he waited for the cetacean to make his decision, Joseph grasped his drink again and took a far daintier sip, not having to show off too much more just yet.

The orca walked the straight line path that Joseph had traversed in his serpentine pattern, still quite blatantly blushing. His posture was fairly closed, holding his hands in the pockets of his orange and black windbreaker.

Once again returning the oversized glass to the bar, the immense snake smiled. "Good evening~"

Beak scrunching awkwardly for a moment, the delphinid nodded. "G-good evening."

"What would your name be, big guy?" Joseph practically crooned as he shifted his coils along the floor. Heavy loops of muscle slid and ground against one another as he gradually changed his footprint at the bar.

"I'm Joe." The orca replied, shifting his weight with a flick of his fluke. "And it's kinda funny calling me a big guy..."

The serpent perked, smile fading, before returning even brighter. "Oh, you're big, but I'm bigger." He raised the tip of his tail and curled it into a loop around the size of one of Joe's hands, held at his chest level. "Joseph. Enchanté."

Joe blinked at the offered tail, before taking the loop lightly, giving it a perhaps too formal shake. "Coincidence, I assure you."

"What isn't coincidence is the face you made looking at my throat work." Joseph casually reshaped the loop to give the hand on his tail a squeeze. "Poor thing... so uncomfortable when your friend walked you through the door. He wants you to be happy, but you feel like everyone you meet in one of these places wants to dive down your throat... at least, in the more pleasant way."

Stammering again, the orca gently tugged his hand free of the loop around his palm. "H-how could you know that?"

"I can tell that you don't want prey throwing themselves at you." The serpent hissed, his tail tip sinking back into his coils as they continued to slither and twist. Slowly, the shape of his support on the hardwood floor was curving, forming a semicircle around the cetacean. "You want to be prey... but no predator can fit you." Slowly, he shifted his weight with a purpose, forcing the floorboards to creak.

Joe turned his head and stared. A loop of serpentine muscle was pressing on the floor enough that its underside was deforming, showing how soft and pliable it was, while also ever so heavy. But most importantly, it was huge. At the center, it would take two at most wraps of that girth to hide the orca from the world.

Joseph eased his snout closer while the orca's attention was elsewhere, smiling as Joe started in surprise upon turning his head back. The blush was thankfully still clear to feel with his serpentine senses. "It's been quite some time since I met someone longing so much to be prey anywhere approaching your size."

Taking a bashful step back, Joe stuffed his hands back into his windbreaker's pockets. "You make it sound as if I'm desperate..."

"No, not desperate." The serpent respected the re-distancing for the moment, slowly slipping 'off' his stool to not be craning his neck as far. "Starved for the touch that only exists inside another." His voice rumbled, resonating through the floorboards beneath his coils.

The orca visibly quivered, before fidgeting in place. He glanced back to the large loop that Joseph had displayed for him before, then back to the snake's face.

"Do tell me if I cross a line, my dear." Joseph casually slid his head along the half-curl till he was nearly at one side.

Joe pivoted to stay facing the snake's head as he slid along. The cetacean took a bashful step back as Joseph reached the double-back on that side of the semicircle, then perked up as his fluke brushed against scales. The serpent had started shifting his coils once again, the thick mass of muscle forming a wall behind the orca. There was still an escape route; he just had to head back towards his friend.

To the immense snake's delight, however, Joe didn't take the way out. The orca blushed deeper and took another step back, before leaning his weight against the piled muscle.

The tip of the serpent's tail slithered around and rose to give Joe's cheek a light, affectionate stroke, then again along the back of his bare head.

The heavyset cetacean pressed to the contact, leaning partially away from the mass behind him.

Deftly, Joseph undid the double-back and raised his loop to slowly encircle the orca, orienting his body as though its great weight were nothing. As the scales came together, he started the next loop, twisting the midsection of his body vertically before bringing it down to rest on top of the bend around Joe's feet. With a spinning motion of scales, he drew out the slack, easing his head up to the top of the impromptu tube of flesh to come back into eye contact. "Do you know the internal embrace of a snake...?"

Joe swallowed as his large frame was hidden more and more from the bar, until it was certain that only the immense serpent could see him. "I... never found one big enough." He raised a hand to press on the thick loop increasingly pressing in on his hefty form.

The great snake practically rumbled, sliding his snout over the curve of his own coil to bring his heat pits close to the orca's blushing face. "I'm sure you've seen how pillowy soft the folds of flesh inside a snake's mouth are." He crooned, before twisting his head away and feigning a yawn with a playful glance over the curve of his cheek. "Excuse me."

This tease was rewarded with the cetacean's blush brightening significantly. Joe leaned his head back on the coil opposite where Joseph rested his head. His hand stayed grasping upon the scales, but his arm was easily folded with a tightening squeeze.

Joseph leaned his head back, trailing the tip of his tail along his throat to his ascot. "It's just as soft within. Smooth and slick with every drop of lubricating drool. But beyond that surface are the powerful muscles, eager to squeeze and drive you deeper, away from the light." The serpent lightly twisted, giving a more firm squeeze onto Joe. "Such a sloppy, succulent chute for a smooth-skinned cetacean to glide on down for yards and yards and yards. The walls massaging you at every turn, helping tenderize you as much as pushing you along... Though, I may just want to savor you."

"S-savor?" Joe asked, breathing shallowly. The poor plump whale was beset with the fidgets that the snake saw far more commonly in smaller prey. The juxtaposition was adorable, Joseph thought.

Slowly, the ophidian eased his head around until his lips were near the orca's hidden ear. "Those walls could massage you inch by inch, instead. No hurry to get to my stomach..."

The flustered anthro shuddered all over, seeming to wait for Joseph to continue, but he found only the smug mug of the serpent. "And... your stomach?" He managed after a long pause.

"It's ever so far down." Joseph crooned in a sing-song, eyes glinting with his playful words.

Joe whined loudly, squirming again. "T-that's not what I meant!"

The serpent gently ground the side of his large muzzle against the cetacean's smooth beak and constricted a little tighter to still the flustered struggle. "I think you'll juuuuust fit, held tight and squeezed over for the next... ooh... you might even take a month~" Joseph lightly eased up on the squeeze, just relaxing his coils but not unwinding.

Breathless for a moment, the orca shuddered from the tip of his fluke to his brow. "W-what would take a month..?"

Joseph slid slowly along the top of his own coil to bring his lips to the other hidden ear, crooning sensually. "To add every adorable pound of you to my mass~"

Joe huffed and began to writhe again, clenching his eyes shut.

"Imagine~" Joseph flexed his coils again, holding the orca immobile once more. "Being held in these coils... thicker... stronger... a healthy plumpness added..." The serpent relaxed his hold once again, easing himself around until he was snout to beak again. "Knowing that extra mass... is you~"

Panting heavily, the black-skinned whale nuzzled firmly into the snout ahead of his beak, unable to get his arms free but apparently still wanting to return the affection.

"I'd love to make you a regular staple of my diet~" The snake's voice was low, a breathy hiss with the lightest voicing at his lower register.

Joe swallowed nervously, but he didn't look away. "P-please... swallow me, Joseph."

Squeezing again, Joseph crooned tenderly. "You came out and asked for it yourself~" He raised his head from his coils as the the tip of his tail lightly worked at his ascot, undoing the knot holding it in place. "Such an adorable morsel. I'll have to savor you, indeed~"

The orca's blush had faded somewhat, as if asking had relieved the burning somewhat. His earlier nervous expression was replaced with a dreamy smile. "Thank you..." He murmured quietly, not taking his eyes off the snake's face.

Relaxing his coils but still not unwinding, the serpent struck. One moment he was smiling back down at Joe in his grasp, the next his pillowy maw was unveiled, glistening pink flesh rippled and folded back to the entrance of the throat at the rear. Glottis and sheathed tongue were both on full display , along with small-backward facing teeth lining the edges of the great mouth. But Joseph had no intent to allow those points to so much as press to this precious plump meal.

From the outside perspective, the enormous snake dove his head into his own coils. Only those who had been watching from the beginning would know that double digit feet of hefty orca was buried behind the thick, stacked body.

Joseph shifted his jaw back and forth, debating whether he should have stripped the cutie's windbreaker first... but it was too late now. The immense serpent strove down past his first coil around Joe, then down towards the hardwood that made up the bottom of the cylindrical vessel holding the orca.

Joe was in no place to do much more than squirm, hand grasping a bit as the advancing jaws and slackened coils allowed it to join the other at his side. The snake could hear some delphinid clicks and whistles resonating from the entrance of his throat.

Smiling smugly, the bar bore witness to the grand ophidian retrieving his head from his coils. The only part of Joe showing was a black and white orca fluke dangling between his lips like his tongue was swollen from an odd new tattoo. Joseph flicked his actual tongue out and curled the tines against the tail fin, his own tail curving to feel over the scale-parting distension in his neck.

The fluke wiggled a bit, curling and flopping in time with the writhing beneath the exposed skin between the snake's scales. Joe's form hung pendulously at the precipice of the long slide below.

Joseph tilted his head fully back and let out a bass swallow, sending the cetacean into his body proper and banishing the black and white tail tip from sight. Stroking along his neck with his tail, the serpent trailed the path of the girthy, writhing mass deeper. With a proud hiss, the tip of his tail located the discarded ascot.

The serpent finished tying his ascot back on as Joe slid down far enough for his bulge to rest on the hardwood floor. Deftly, Joseph shifted and twisted his coils, bringing the orca's bulge into the embrace of another set of looping lengths of his body, horizontal and insulated from the hard floor by an extra body-girth.

Joseph brought his tail tip around and grasped the thick stem of the oversized glass. He brought it around to his lips and sipped the last of his drink, chasing his delectable meal with the sweet cocktail.

The chestnut stallion behind the bar chuckled. "Quite the show, big guy. Gonna want another drink?"

"You know..." The serpent gave his body a bit of a squeeze with his own coils, or more specifically: the form within his body. "I think I'll go spend some quality time with this precious meal~"

From under layers and layers of flesh, Joe's groan of bliss was still audible. He writhed within the tight muscles and scales as the inner walls kneaded and pressed him along.

Joseph smiled warmly at the sound, easing his tail tip into the coils to stroke and rub over the wriggling mass.

"Hope you two have a good night then." The bartender took the empty glass and placed it in the sink to be cleaned. "Want me to give the big guy's friend your number?"

"I don't carry business cards, at least not with my ascot." The snake chuckled. "I'm sure he knows where his friend ended up. Goodnight." Continuing to tenderly stroke over Joe's form for a few moments more, Joseph finally began to unwind from the bar and his own coils.

The raccoon from before was indeed watching, or at least the snake assumed so, considering the hairstyle. He had a wide array of bar foods laid on the table before him and was sitting with a hefty dog at a booth across the bar.

Joseph shot the procyon a wink as he began to properly slither towards the extra-large door. He hoped that his pillowy insides would be enough protection against the hard floor and soon to come hard pavement outside for the squirmy whale being worked over within.

To his surprise and relief, despite the added girth from Joe the serpent was able to ease through the doorway without bumping on either side. That wouldn't be the case if Joseph tried it when the orca finally reached the stomach, in his thickest portion, but that was all the more reason to get home before then.

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Joe let out a soft groan. The orca's mind was awash in sensation as the thick, sloppy muscles parted ahead of his beak, while squeezing down on his hips and thighs. He was driven along, always forward, always deeper.

The cetacean could also feel the transition when Joseph crossed the threshold as a faint lump passing by in the same direction of his motion 'down'. A more pronounced lump came from the curb afterward, but it didn't stay pressed to his form long enough to cause any discomfort. The snake's girth and padding made sure of that.

Joe murmured happily... finally, someone he could feed... someone he could be part of... someone who wanted him this way... He squeaked and clicked, nuzzling into the pillowy flesh as he continued to be driven along deeper.

The world tilted, and distantly the orca could feel that the serpent's form was ascending stairs. Gravity seemed like it would help drive him deeper faster, but the snug inner flesh kept him from sliding forward any faster than Joseph wanted. "Oh, you're a third of the way to my stomach and we're nearly home~" The snake crooned teasingly, continuing to slither up flights of steps. There was no possible way he'd fit in an elevator, after all...

The buried orca whined, squirming and trying to get himself to slide down faster. Joe felt his body getting gently curved to round the bends in the stairwell each time there was a landing. The only response he got from outside was Joseph's hissy giggling, which only set him a-fluster once again...