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Baylight is renowned for its sweeping tree-covered hills and its beautiful, calm, albeit small beach. The small town was practically built around its old lighthouse, one of the few landmarks around to strike into the sky.

Of course, every kid that grows up in a small town hears the call of adventure that's waiting for them outside the miniature suburb. Darwin began that adventure as soon as he could, moving out to the nearest major city. Of course, college isn't full time, and after a long time away, the young fox was due for a vacation back home.

After getting off the highway, it was still quite aways through other larger towns before he was on the way to Baylight proper; the next several miles cut through familiar forest, opening up with buildings replacing the pines. Darwin looked down at his fuel gauge, and stopped at the only station in town to push that needle back up. He parked and was fishing out his card to pay when he heard a shout from across the parking lot.

“Darwin!"

His ears swivelled before he turned his head, just in time to catch the sight of a charging white tiger before he was violently wrapped up in a bone-breaking hug. Given the size difference between the two, Darwin was a couple feet off the ground, face squished between two meaty pecs (he could even hear him purring!). The only white tiger he knew was his long-time friend, Zaid, who stayed in Baylight as a mechanic apprentice. “Hi to you… too," he squeaked out, unable to reciprocate the hug with how tightly he was held.

“Ah, buddy, I've missed you. I'm so happy you're back!" Zaid let him down, finally, Darwin filling his now unrestricted lungs with fresh air. That hug had made all the stiffness from sitting in the car all those hours disappear. He now got a good look at the white tiger, who's years after high school must have been spent purely at the gym. A barrel for a chest, and bulging arms and legs. “Hey, quite ogling, that's rude."

“I'm not ogling, I just didn't recognize you!"

“Ha! Yeah, I've definitely put on some muscle." Zaid demonstrated by flexing, striking a pose.

“You look like an idiot, cut that out." Darwin tried to push him, but he'd have more luck trying to push down a brick wall.

“Mmm! Oh yeah!" Zaid struck another pose, then another. “Is the beach this way… or that way?"

“Pfft! You haven't changed a bit Zaid!"

Relaxing, the white tiger let out a chuckle. “Yeah I know." He crossed his arms and leaned against the car. “Hey, I know it's a bit sudden but, you're back! So why don't you come to my house tonight, have a small party cause parents aren't home. I already invited a couple friends, you should come hang out."

“Yeah! That sounds fun. As long as my moms don't have anything planned."

“Sweet dude!" Zaid gave him another hug, but this one was much more tender. It actually felt nice. “I'll see you then!" And with that, Zaid was off.

Darwin finished refueling, and then it was a short trip to the cul-de-sac where he grew up. He stopped in front of the front door. He felt silly knocking, given he lived here, but he did anyway. His joyful moms, a fox and a wolf, greeted him with enthusiasm and plenty of hugs and kisses. Sam, the wolf, picked up his luggage for him. “Get in here before you get sunburnt!" she joked.

Darwin spent the afternoon answering questions and reassuring his mothers that he was doing fine away from home. Later, as the sun cast an orange glow on the rooftops and windows, Darwin excused himself to go see Zaid. They recognized the name, obviously, and chuckled to each other as they wished him to have fun.

A short drive and practically hopping up to the front door, where he let himself into the familiar Shaheed household. The fox was greeted by Zaid himself wearing a simple shirt and sweatpants, sitting in front of some snacks displayed on a coffee table. “What up! Take a seat!"

Alongside Zaid was a husky in shorts and a hoodie, and on the couch sat a large gorilla, in cargo shorts and a button up.

“Jake," said the husky, getting up to shake his hand, “You must be Darwin, Zaid hasn't shut up about you."

“Hey!" Zaid pulled him back to the ground and lightly wrestled him.

The gorilla kept his spot on the couch, waving with his hand, “I'm Maury, I work with Zaid." He looked like it too, with a similar structure of strong bones and heaving muscles. Darwin wondered if you got that body just by virtue of working on cars, and grabbed a controller, sitting down on the couch next to Maury.

They all played a few rounds of a fighting game, filling the air with jeers and jokes. Zaid brought out the alcohol and a variety of juices and set to mixing up the first round of drinks, and also poured out some shots.

“If it takes us being drunk for you to win that's, that's… pretty bad for you" Maury laughed. They all got set to demolishing each other in-game, getting more drunk as the night wore on.

“Oh, a fuckin' ledge hogger are we?" Zaid's avatar flailed off the edge of the screen, his demise signified by an explosion shortly afterwards.

“Nah you just gotta learn how to counter! There's a whole button you're not using you know!" Jake retorted. The two of them were laying in front of the tv, battling it out in the virtual arena. Maury and Darwin had been K.O.'d early this round, munching on chips and offering unsolicited commentary. Darwin excused himself to use the restroom, the ensuing chaos communicated only in a few thumps against the floor.

“Ah, fuck this!" Zaid shouted. He lunged at the husky, tussling with him a bit before he stood victorious, both controllers in his hands. “How're you gonna win now, dumbass?"

Jake scrambled up, and tried to reach the controllers in either hand, but his head barely came up to Zaid's chest. “Dude! C'mon! Can't handle getting beat by little old me?"

“Nope! And now, you never will!" The tiger proclaimed, opening his maw wide, tossing the controller in his left hand into his mouth, clacking his teeth with finality. He swished it about before spreading his jaws, letting Jake watch his tongue push it into his throat, where it sunk out of sight, not more than a bulge in his throat left before it disappeared.

“Dude, that wasn't even my controller, you just ate yours!" Jake pouted.

“Oh," he blinked, “an easy fix!" Zaid quickly repeated the process with the second controller, burping to signify his rebellious act. He leaned down, “Whaddya gonna do now small stuff?"

“Oho ho ho, you've really done it now big cat!" Jake balled up his fists, dropping into a sort of boxing stance, and then really lay into Zaid with a series of quick blows.

“Bro, cool it man," said Maury, though he didn't from the couch. The thought of standing made him a little dizzy.

Looking down at the little husky, whose punches did nothing more than massage his belly, Zaid appeared confused. “You're not doing anything dude."

“Ha! Tough talk from someone about to admit defeat!" The husky cried, twirling about with a roundhouse kick, his foot meeting the tiger equivalent of a brick wall. He bounced off and fell to the ground. “Curses, you're more formidable than I thought." It was here that Maury made the effort of getting himself up off the couch, wordlessly walking down the hall towards the bathroom, unnoticed by the two combatants.

Picking himself up, Jake threw off his shirt, working on his shorts next. “If I can't defeat you out here, then I'll have to go in and get those controllers back myself!"

“Uhm…"

“That's right, open up buddy, I'm going in!"

“Bro I'm not gonna eat you."

“Oh, yes you are!" Jake pounced onto Zaid, clinging to his frame and trying to pry open Zaid's maw all while in the nude.

“Dude! Sto—" Zaid's mistake was opening his mouth to talk. Jake plunged his paws past his teeth, the tiger's warm breath greeting him. At risk of hurting his friend, Zaid kept his mouth open, his eyes widening at the realization of how far Jake was going, though he couldn't help savor the taste of his friend sliding across his tongue.

Jake pushed with his feet, his ears flattening against his skull to streamline his passage, drool starting to cover his arms and face. Zaid reached his hands up to grab the husky and end this nonsense, but right then, Jake dove up to his neck into the tiger's throat. Zaid couldn't stop his body's instinct, gulping the easy canine meal up to his belly button.

Zaid struggled to recover him, wrapping his paws around his neck to stop Jake's descent, but his tongue kept tasting at the morsel within his maw. Unable to bring himself to actually pull Jake out, peristalsis set in. Zaid's cheeks flared red as the smaller canine's hips disappeared behind the tiger's teeth, followed by his thighs and calves, and finally only his feet and tail remained. The unwilling tiger whined and gave one last gulp, Jake joining two controllers and a pool of alcohol in his tank of a belly.

Slowly sitting down on the floor, Zaid rubbed his belly through his stretched t-shirt. The weight and movements of Jake within brought a certain pleasure. He covered his mouth when a long burp rose out of him, and a controller dropped into his palm. Covered in slime, but surprisingly still functional. The muffled voice of Jake came from his midsection, though he couldn't quite make out the words, Zaid understood that he was requesting a rematch.

He watched Jake's cursor fumble around the select screen, selecting a seemingly random character, his mind reveling at the feeling of his full stomach. In a dumbfounded state, Zaid wiped the controller off on his shirt, cleaning it a little before starting the match.

Stumbling through the hallway and into the unlocked bathroom, Maury walked past a startled fox towards the toilet. “Those two are getting pretty rowdy." He unzipped his pants and let out his flaccid penis.

“Thanks… for the warning?" Darwin had just finished washing his hands, and he had every reason to leave Maury to his privacy. Blame his drunken state, but even with his hands dried, he stayed. Approached slowly, and became transfixed by the gorilla's cock; it was thick, in proportion to how the gorilla was built, with a pair of balls that promised more than a bit of heft.

His stupor lasted for maybe a full thirty seconds before Maury's deep voice interrupted it, “Wanna hold it?" The fox didn't respond, letting himself step closer and taking Maury's cock in his paw. The large gorilla was still letting loose, emptying his bladder as if to show off. The cock was hot in Darwin's paw, and he felt his own tent growing from “helping" the larger man. Maury let out a long sigh when the stream tapered off, and Darwin did him the favor of shaking it a little bit and rubbing his paw up and down, squeezing out the last few drops, giving him the benefit of really feeling the gorilla.

“You can keep stroking, if you want," stated the gorilla, who placed his arm over Darwin's shoulders, “get yourself a closer look too." He turned his body a little, letting Darwin have easier access to take him up on his offer. Darwin, who felt the cock in his paws start to stiffen, had no chance of resisting such a temptation. He knelt, bringing both his paws to wrap around the stiffening gorilla length, stroking up and down. He licked at the head, tasting the piss that lingered, which was quickly replaced by a spurt of salty pre.

“That's good pup, keep going." Darwin looked up, past the musclegut and into Maury's brown eyes. He wrapped his lips around the cock head, and took his time to swirl his tongue around it. Moving his paws to the fuzzy leathery scrotum, each testicle filled out his paws and then some, promising a large load for a working fox. He leaned forward, pushing more of that thick cock into his mouth, tasting as much as he could with his tongue. He bobbed up and down the staff, earning an approving moan. “Fuck yeah," he felt Maury's hand rub around his ears, slightly pulling at them each time he went down, slowly making progress down to the root.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Zaid struggled to win a round. How was Jake still beating him without even seeing the screen? Zaid tried to focus on playing, matching each attack with a perfect block, getting his combos out, whittling down his opponent. But Jake's small movements in his stomach distracted him, arousing him. It's no wonder then, Jake was able to come out on top! The victory screen showcased Zaid's defeat, and he tossed the controller away, placing one head into his hand, “Pff, it's a stupid game anyway," other hand idly circling his belly.

The player two icon had locked onto a character to play another match, along with a sound that sounded like a question, so Zaid flexed his abdomen, squeezing Jake into place. “Damn you feel so good," Zaid moaned. That good feeling was evident with a tent formed down one leg of his sweatpants, throbbing with each movement Jake made in his stomach. His hands were venturing down to his waistband, when he heard a drawn out moan echo through the house. He turned and saw the couch was empty, and shouted out, “Hey guys?" No response.

“Huh." Zaid slowly got to his feet, “I'm gonna check it out," and he silently snuck down the hall. Midway, his stomach gurgled loudly, churning over the husky.

Zaid was pretty sure Jack said, “Whoa!", met by a swift hush from the white tiger, who covered his abdomen in an effort to quiet his belly. Waiting in silence before continuing, he tiptoed silently in front of the bathroom door, where the moans appeared to be coming from. Still unlocked, he quietly opened the door, greeted by the sight of his childhood friend impaled on the thick cock of his coworker against the wall.

“Oh, hey Zaid," Maury grunted out, “Just finishing up here."

Darwin offered no response, simply gasping at each thrust from the gorilla, but he felt his blush turn up a notch as his friend walked in on him.

Zaid's dick throbbed in his sweats, feeling his own blush heating up. “Uh, wow. My bad."

Zaid closed the door, and walked back to the front room, laying down on the couch. The bulge above his waist piped up, still unintelligible through the layers of muscle and fat.

“I just… I liked Darwin a lot."

With pleasing rubs from within his stomach sac, Jack tried to comfort him. Or make him more horny. It was accomplishing both.

“It's fine," Zaid sighs, “It's fine."

TO BE CONTINUED