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Leo laid back into the undulating water, his bouncing orb of a belly glistening in the sun as it was pulled out of the pool to rest atop his torso. The yellow plessie sighed, his snout and tummy rising up above the surface of the walkway while his body began to float. He took up nearly a quarter of the wave pool on his own.

Without the bobber gut to move the water, the waves subsided once more. Guests, confused by how short this particular wave session had been, mostly stayed where they were.

One guest, however, approached. The raccoon walked towards the side of the pool, his gaze fixed on the shining stomach through his heavy bangs. The purple blush was maintained as his focus stayed on the mass that nearly sent him flying across the water park mere minutes prior. The angle that the tubby male took brought him onto the walkway easily, close to the edge as he passed the towering snout of the enormous dino.

Leo decided he didn't really care why the waves stopped. Floating in still water and waving water were both pleasant to the aquatic beast. He opened his mouth, inhaling powerfully as he prepared to yawn.

The raccoon yelped in surprise as the sudden gust of air combined with the wet smooth concrete yanked him clear over the edge towards the wave pool. He flailed in surprise, having failed to keep his footing, before landing on something warm and soft and most certainly not pool water. He hardly had the chance to realize where he was, before the enormous tongue curled and squelched him down the dino's throat.

From the underside of the plessie's jaw, a bulge rocketed down his yards of neck, a round lump holding the unlucky raccoon snugly on his journey down. A moment after the shape of his unaware meal passed into his chest, the great ball gut suddenly lurched away from Leo's snout before swirling around with its elastic momentum.

Within, the raccoon splashed into the stomach juices and slid up the taut inner wall of the belly. Something about the way he hit the fluids sent him at an angle that he kept moving, circling the smooth stomach walls like a coin in a funnel. The disoriented Procyon only slowed down again when he trailed back into the sloshing liquid there. The tubby male was blushing deeply. After all his fascination, he was in the core of the big dino's alluring stomach. He swallowed nervously.

Leo concluded his yawn with a low, undulating call, smacking his lips with his tongue. One of his flipper-like hands stroked his long neck slowly. "Huh... must have accidentally swallowed another inner tube..." He muttered to himself.

Realizing that the macro hadn't even realized he'd eaten a person, the raccoon was torn. He was far too embarrassed to speak up... but he would have to eventually, right? Unless someone else pointed it out to the big dino. Did no one else see?

The tubby procyon's train of thought was interrupted by something round and vinyl bumping against him. He perked and reached to feel. An inner tube. The fact that there was one in the stomach just floating about flustered the poor male all the more.

Huffing quietly, the raccoon pulled himself up and into the inner tube. It was warm and humid... but it was also dark and private... and being the inside of a belly... He bashfully relaxed... he would just wait and see.

With a whrrrrr of motors, the wavepool initiated its next planned wave session. Leo ooohed in surprise, smiling as he felt the water begin to undulate in a pleasant, massaging manner to someone of his stature. His taut speedo rolled with his hips, giving an eyeful to many park-goers who were between him and the artificial shore, while his belly began to slosh back and forth.

Blushing bright enough he was surprised it didn't light up the inside of the stomach, the raccoon clutched onto the inner tube. The wave function translated to surges and splashes around the inside of the taut orb. He could have sworn that he nearly made a full loop de loop with a particularly intense surge launching him up the wall and around... or was that at an angle? Did he spin around and lose track of his orientation? The chubby male held on for the ride of his life.

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Leo sighed, slowly standing back up. It was about time for him to start heading home, considering how late it was getting. Instead of walking out the way he came, he decided the more direct route was better. He pressed his broad belly onto the side path next to the pool and supported himself with it as he strained to get one of his stubby legs up alongside it.

At first, the raccoon was surprised that the movements began again, sending him sloshing about chaotically. He hadn't heard the massive pumps for the wave pool engage again yet. Then, as he splashed from one side to another, his foot dragging along the 'bottom' of the belly found it rather flat. There wasn't supposed to be a flat side, was there?

The air pressure within increased as outside the dino added more pressure to his gut. Leo grunted, and then got himself up, dripping pool water in streams onto the concrete, splashing everywhere. The plessie yawned and walked back over to his towel, his belly sloshing from side to side in a motion close to a figure eight. The motion stopped abruptly as he bent down to retrieve his things, pinning his ball gut to his thighs and squishing the lewd mound in his speedo between his legs.

Slowly realizing what these different changing conditions in the stomach meant, the raccoon perked up. No one had informed the dino he was here! The undulations bouncing and swinging side to side at the same time began once again, sloshing him about. "Hey! Hey! In Here!"

Leo paused in surprise. He looked around for the source of the voice, turning around in place in case it was someone behind him.

The Procyon splashed out of the inner tube, starting to pound his palms onto the inner surface of the stomach. The taut walls resonated like a distorted timpani, each slosh of the juices changing the acoustics slightly.

The plessie perked at the feeling in his belly, curling his flipper-like fingers around his ball gut as he looked down at it. "Now how did someone get in my tummy?"

Leo was met with an exhausted groan as the form inside slumped. The raccoon would have a time trying to explain this.